Hello again my friends, we have finally reached the climax of the USJ arc!
The Jango vs. Nomu fight!
I hope you're ready! But first, some of the latest reviews.
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Now onto the story.
LEGION: BROTHERS
"For everything you gain, you lose something else."
It dreamt of heroes.
At first, it did not know what it was. All that it knew was pain, of creation and then the birth of consciousness.
When the first awoke, he found himself alone.
Inside white halls echoed the silence that was all around him. When he found his first window, all he could see was the rain that battered the world outside the walls, and the oceans that rose and crashed against them.
On the second day, the next was born.
Then the third, the fourth, and so on and so forth.
And the first found himself not alone.
Then he discovered that he wasn't the first at all.
Izuku Midoriya was his name, and apparently, they were his quirk. Unfortunately, however, they couldn't come out into his world.
But they could support him.
So they whispered to him, from the depths of his mind. Encouragement, love, and assurance that yes, he can be a hero.
From inside, however, they prepared.
What few were awake looked over the newly christened vod'e. The brothers would stand by their progenitor in the battle against the forces of darkness, and defend the people.
"01, when do you think we'll be free?"
"Soon brothers, soon."
For ten years, they waited.
Watching.
Learning.
And the first created became the first to arrive.
When he first appeared into the world, next to Izuku's side, he had been amazed.
Their home inside the mindscape did not do the real world justice, he could feel the air on his skin, his lungs fill with real oxygen, and see for his own eyes colors other than white.
"Who are you?" He heard Izuku stutter.
"Well, I'm finally outta there! Hi, Izuku, I'm your quirk!"
Then Izuku fainted.
And the first was happy because now he could help the world.
And when Izuku, his ori'vod. Declared that he should have a name, that all of the clones should be blessed with names.
When Izuku understood that what he had was so much more than mere clones.
The first felt joy, and thus took the name Jango.
They would later discover that it was a quite fitting name.
"He who is awake."
Jango found it amusing.
And when Jango was young, he dreamt of becoming a hero.
And through the decade, he stayed by Izuku's side, serving as a bridge between him and the rest of his quirk.
Together they studied military tactics and battles of old, and Jango did his best to help Izuku become the leader he knew he could be.
Jango became Izuku's rock, supporting him in his darkest moments.
When the aruetii committed his worse act of treason, Jango was there. To wipe away Izuku's tears, heal his heartbreak, and remind him of their ultimate goal. To be the heroes the world needed, saving them with smiles on their faces. For those who suffered like he had.
When the demagolka left, Jango stood by his brother and buir.
When they met All Might, and Izuku was granted the opportunity to gain One For All, the vod'e cheered in joy, more strength for their brother, and possibly the boost he needed so that they too could experience the world.
When Izuku, the di'kut tried to blow his own arm off, he'd spent hours taking care of the vod'e that had suddenly been woken up and calm their panic.
When Fordo had been born, all the vod'e felt joy, because they knew that soon enough their time would come and they would stand behind their ori'vod.
And be heroes.
But since the beginning, and to the end.
It had always been him.
Jango remembered this morning, Izuku had gone ahead with Ochako and Tenya, who had surprised him at the door and wanted to walk with him to the station.
"You know..." Inko started, as she walked towards Jango and absentmindedly brushed off imaginary dust from his UA uniform.
"It always amazes me, how similar yet how different the both of you are, but either way, the both of you are my sons," She said with a smile.
"Buir..." He whispered, the last few years, before meeting All Might, even he had been letting other people's words affect him, about how he was too different to be human, that he was just a quirk.
The feelings had gotten worse after he'd read an article of a man with a similar quirk going mad and being presumably killed by his doppelgangers.
But then Inko, sweet Inko, took him to the side one day during their training and set him straight.
"Jango, Ni kar'tayl gai sa'ad," She had whispered, with no trace of hesitation and full of love. "I know your name as my child."
When did she learn Mando'a?
He never doubted her since.
"I'm so proud of the both of you. I know that you, Izuku, and the rest of the vod'e will become amazing heroes."
Jango loving held his buir and kissed her forehead.
"Everything that we are is because of you, buir," Jango said as he turned away.
Inko lovingly chuckled and sent him off with a kiss of her own.
"Thank you, for always being there, when I never could."
As he always was.
But now.
Jango wasn't so sure that he would make it out of this one.
Although every shot he made was true and tore into the beast that was in front of him, his instincts, skill, and jetpack helping him avoid every blow by the skin of his teeth.
But he was exhausted.
And he only needed to make one mistake.
A hair too slow to dodge and he was smashed into the ground, jetpack crippled and armor cracked. Jango groaned in pain and felt blood dripping down his forehead, the cool ground providing minimal relief.
'Wait, cool ground?'
Jango looked up and ahead, and sure enough, his helmet was there.
'Must have gotten knocked off.' He absentmindedly thought, as his vision blurred and blackened.
He coughed up blood and tried to get to his hands and knees.
With a sputter, he tried to activate his jet pack, but the thing only smoked and whined.
"Dank ferrik."
"I recognize this face, same as the other brat. Looks we have twin heroes here," Handjob said maliciously as he halted his Nomu.
"J-Jango!" Izuku grit out, trying to stand, One For All surging through him painfully as he rose to his feet, and took a step towards him.
"You know, all this is really for a better society, I mean why should the heroes be allowed their state-sponsored violence-" Handjob was cut off as Jango rolled, disconnecting his jetpack and making it detonate, the explosion sending both him and the man flying and covering the monster in burning fuel.
The thing screeched in pain but stood still, merely allowing the fire to take its course.
Jango bounced harshly against the ground, pressing his armor even further against the wounds.
"You talk too much, Handjob," He groaned as he stared at the monster.
Izuku himself stumbled back and fell due to the shockwave, but immediately tried to get back up.
He took one step, two, three before his strength failed him and he fell onto his knees and arms, screeching in pain as the impact jarred his broken body.
Jango himself could barely muster the strength to raise his head and look at his vod.
"Jango..." Izuku whispered, tears pouring from his eyes as he stared helplessly at his brother.
"Izuku...Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum," Jango choked out bloodily, as he looked at his brother's eyes.
"Jango...nayc! Gedet'ye! Gedet'ye vod!" Izuku was weeping at this point, begging his brother to not give up, extending his hand and willing himself to move, to do something!
"Raatin...vod'e."
The Nomu was already over Jango, the fire long extinguished, its marks healed.
None of them were paying attention to the mad man's ravings.
"Nomu!"
The beast raised its hands.
"Raatin...aliit."
"KILL!"
Jango smiled.
CRUNCH!
Jango dreamed of heroes.
Izuku shuddered, his breath coming out in short gasps, he paid no mind to the blood that splattered onto his face, nor to the pain in his body, nor the maniacal laughter of a mad man.
All he could see was Jango.
He was gone.
He could feel it, a sudden emptiness in his chest, and he realized that all these years, his connection with Jango had grown so strong that he'd become a very part of his soul.
And now like a light being snuffed out.
That piece was gone.
Jango was dead.
Izuku felt nothing at first, but as he stared at the man who was laughing so gleefully at having killed, what he thought to be, another living being.
A child.
Izuku was afraid, for himself, his classmates, his teacher.
His friends.
His mother.
Izuku was angry. At the world around him, for the unfairness of today, that his friends had suffered, his teacher had suffered, and Jango. Jango was taken from him.
He snarled.
Izuku never knew hatred, he disliked his birth father, for leaving him all those years ago, but could not bring himself to hate the man.
He disliked Katsuki but still could not hate the boy.
But Izuku knew hatred now.
Because he stared at the man in front of him, who was still laughing.
He knew that he hated this man with all of his being and that he would make him pay.
And as he stared at Jango's cooling corpse.
He suffered.
One For All screamed.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The cry of grief was horrendous as if thousands of voices were erupting from the young man's throat.
His body arched upwards while staying on his knees, One For All coursed through every vein, every muscle, up to its limit, and more.
He didn't care about limits, he didn't care as he felt his muscles tear apart, his bones turn to powder, and the burning that seeped into his veins.
He just wanted to make the man pay.
One For All erupted around him, becoming a pillar of green energy burst outwards, sending both villains tumbling as shockwaves pulsed from the epicenter.
And the Legion responded to his desire.
From the pillar, came the same bolts of blue energy that had attacked his subordinates, all aimed at him, the man was quickly guarded by the Nomu who endured the barrage as not one, not ten, but dozens of clones started to appear and open fire.
Handjob growled in shock and rage at the unexpected reinforcements.
"Don't tell me it's this trope!"
"Urgh...Shigaraki Tomura...what happened?" Kurogiri asked as he finally roused from his forced slumber.
"Nice to see you're finally up old man, we have to go. Kid pulled some trump card after I killed his brother and now we're getting surrounded," Shigaraki said as the smell of burning flesh and Nomu's screeches reached him. The soldiers were starting to surround him, and he was forced to dodge.
"And All Might?"
"Never got here, but no matter. I got a little of what I wanted, All Might will just have to wait his turn," Shigaraki said as Kurogiri nodded and started to envelop him.
Shigaraki turned towards the boy who defied him and smiled gleefully.
He may not have gotten All Might, but well.
This wasn't a complete failure.
As he stared at the boy who was tearing himself apart, already having summoned near a hundred soldiers.
He met his eyes and saw them burning full of hatred.
Just like his own.
Shigaraki laughed in glee as he gave his final command.
"Nomu...kill them all and don't hold back."
The last thing he saw before Kurogiri teleported them away was Nomu slapping a good ten soldiers away, killing them instantly.
It was wonderful.
The number of clones coming out of the portal was staggering.
The amount that Nomu was killing was horrendously high.
But still, they pressed on.
Because they had to defend their vod.
Because all of them knew that being heroes, meant sacrifice.
Just like Jango.
So they charged forward, guns at the ready, and fired at the beast.
They barely slowed it down.
Or rather, the blasted thing moved so quickly that many of their shots missed, they were forced to group together, but that just gave more room for their enemy to hit them.
Still, they would not give up.
Until the last man, they would fight.
CT-2224 was one of the first to take charge.
"Keep on that thing! No mercy!" He ordered before grabbing some of the clones that were still coming out and pointing towards the various bodies around them.
"Get some of the brothers, take Aizawa, and the others up those stairs! We need to evacuate the USJ!"
"Sir! What about the villains?"
"They're villains, leave them!"
"We can't just do that, we're heroes!"
"Screw them! They killed Jango! They're killing Izuku!"
"ENOUGH!" 2224 yelled before they all ducked as they heard a series of explosions. Turning, they saw the clones using rockets and thermal detonators on the creature and sending it back.
Already dozens of bodies littered the field, while some of those that managed to get away with injuries were forcefully dragged back towards the portal.
The portal itself was widening, already 50 ft wide.
More clones were coming through.
More than he expected.
First, it was only dozens but now hundreds of clones were coming through.
"It's One For All, it's boosting the production!
"This is bad, we need to shut the portal down or the stress will kill Izuku!"
"We need Aizawa-sensei."
"Alright," 2224 said as he gathered the group, "We've planned for the day we could finally come out, we need to organize ourselves! We didn't follow the military example and make battalions for nothing!"
"Do we have comms?"
"We recently worked on the helmets for communications, from this range we should be able to connect to the troops, sir!"
"Alright," 2224 said as he activated his radio.
"This is CT-2224, I've taken temporary command! All captains designated by Jango! Take control of your companies! I need 1st Battalion to focus on that Nomu! 2nd Battalion spread out and find the students, get them out of this place!"
The fighting continued, but 2224 could see his brothers start to split off, splitting off into multiple squads and heading towards the various zones.
"Take the villains too, stun them, and bring them out. We'll get justice for our brothers."
He paused before giving the next order.
"Lethal force is authorized but only unless absolutely necessary. Just like buir said."
More explosions rang out as the clones continued to fight bitterly, the creature seemingly never stopping.
With each swing of its fists, ten brothers fell.
But still, they pressed on.
"Sir, we need to blast the doors open! And we need medical attention for the teachers and students."
"Find the medics! Get them to the top of those stairs, and see if you can get a demo-man to blow up those doors!"
"Yes, sir!"
2224 stared grimly, but couldn't go into the fight. The death of Jango had utterly shattered the clones' structure. It was only thanks to his foresight and dedication, choosing various clones that he thought had the potential to be leaders beforehand, allowed the situation to be at least marginally better.
"You, trooper!" He said, pointing to another clone.
"Sir!"
"With me! We need to get Aizawa to use his quirk on Izuku before he kills himself, and get them up those stairs!"
"Aye aye, sir!"
"What's your designation, trooper!"
"CT-7567!"
"We're already that high!"
"Sir, you don't understand what exactly Izuku did by unleashing One For All like that, he went 100%, and then supercharged Legion.
"We've got at least 10,000 clones waiting. The only reason they're not all here is cause they won't fit."
"Wayii!"
The two, along with some others, went to where Aizawa and Izuku were, the latter still screaming as the power overflowed through him.
"Come on, sir, we need you to get up," 2224 said as he gently shook the man.
Aizawa groaned and blearily looked at him.
"Jango?"
2224's heart panged but he shook his head.
"No, sir. I'm not Jango. But that's not important right now. We need you to use your quirk, one last time, Izuku's gone out of control."
"Mi-Midoriya?" Aizawa asked, only half-conscious, but turning his head, his widened as he saw the enormous portal, the lightning coursing through Izuku, how his body was turning red and purple, and blood pooled on the ground.
With a grunt, his eyes flashed red.
The portal closed, and the lightning shut out. Izuku finally stopped screaming and fell backward.
A few clones caught him and lifting his body, started taking him up the stairs. Aizawa barely felt the hands grab his arms from behind, but saw the other clones start taking him up the stairs.
He turned and saw the same creature that had defeated him so easily, who seemed to have the strength of All Might, be peppered with shots, explosions, rockets, grenades...
Everything.
And still, it stood.
Still, it was killing dozens of clones at a time.
Aizawa could only stare in shock.
"My-my students!" He grunted as he tried to stand, but the clones didn't let him.
"The others are retrieving them right now, just stay awake sir. We'll get you all out."
Aizawa groaned in pain and denial, but as much as he wanted to stand, he couldn't even move his legs right now.
"You are?"
"2224, don't have a name yet. Sorry, you two, get him up the stairs. Medics are already on the way, turns out we got new resources from the boost." 2224 said before heading back down the stairs.
"Yes sir!"
"7567! Stay with Izuku!"
"Yes, sir!"
Aizawa could only pray that his students would all be alive after this.
Ochako sobbed as she held onto Thirteen, the Space Hero extremely weak and appearing to be on her last legs.
She couldn't do anything to save her.
The sudden explosion of energy behind her had shocked her, as well as the rest. She saw Shoji stiffen in shock and go very pale. Turning to look at her, she felt a chill run down her spine.
She knew that something had gone wrong.
'Izuku? Jango?'
Were they alright?
The sounds of the war that erupted down the stairs almost made her go and look down, to see what was happening, but she refused to leave Thirteen's side.
She trusted her friends.
Shoji shuddered, his throat dry and his heart heavy, with his ears, he'd managed to hear Jango's last words.
Even if he could not understand them.
He knew a goodbye when he heard it.
He heard bones break and skin rupture, and turning towards Uraraka, he feared what her reaction would be once they were out of here.
He wanted to break the news but didn't dare bring himself to do it.
Then hope bloomed in his chest.
"Reinforcements, Midoriya unleashed his clones, they're coming up the stairs right now with Aizawa-sensei and Midoriya," Shoji gasped in relief before turning his abilities towards the rest of the USJ.
"More clones are heading towards our classmates."
"You hear that Fordo?" Uraraka asked the clone, who remained dead still on the cliff, simply staring through the scope of the empty sniper rifle.
"Fordo?"
The sound of feet on steps dragged her attention away from him towards the other clones that were coming up.
Shoji was extremely relieved to see Aizawa-sensei and Midoriya were alive. But utterly horrified at Midoriya's state, Ashido and Uraraka's shrieks of horror only added to the situation but soon enough more clones arrived with special backpacks with red crosses on them.
Then they started to apply first aid.
"What's that?"
"Don't know, but it appeared recently in the mindscape, an entirely new section, and thousands more clones appeared."
They had standard bandages but also had special patches that they were applying onto the two wounded.
"Definitely gonna ask Recovery Girl for training, all we have is the base knowledge from the station," The clone grumbled, fortunately, however, he managed to stop Izuku's bleeding.
The blood's mostly superficial, but I'm worried about internal injuries, he needs surgery," He said to the other clone medics that had arrived with him. They had been working on Aizawa and Thirteen, applying the patches and bandages liberally.
The clone nodded and helped his brothers stabilize the teachers as much as they could.
"Alright, we've given her a bit more time, but we need proper medical attention for her," He said as Uraraka and Ashido nodded fearfully.
Shoji barely paid attention to the hand grabbing his shoulder in support, Sato himself still in complete shock.
They could only hope that they'd all make it through.
'Or at least,' Shoji thought to himself, 'the rest of us.'
Asui woke up to being held in strong arms, her vision was blurry, but she could make out white armor.
'Midoriya?'
As her vision focused, however, she saw that it was one of his clones.
One of many clones that surrounded her.
'Huh, when did he finally manage it?' She thought as her vision continued to swim, she felt herself bouncing slightly as they went up the stairs.
She wondered where they were?
Soon enough, however, she was too tired to think.
She just wanted to...
Sleep.
Ochako held onto Asui as the clones treated her head injury, idly she noticed Mineta being dropped off and Kaminari being brought back to lucidity.
Then Bakugo was unceremoniously dropped onto the concrete.
"What happened?"
The clone who carried him snarled.
"The aruetii tried to interfere in the battle, thinking he could face the abomination. He tried to blast one of us and we all shot his ass."
"You didn't."
"Relax, all stunners, but we don't have time to deal with this idiot, we need to get all of you out of here," He said while looking back.
Ochako tried to look, but she was gently pushed back by the clone.
"No, you...you don't want to see this. Trust me," The clone said. Ochako gulped, but nodded and turned back to Asui.
"What's your name?"
"Don't have one yet. We decided to make it a tradition, come into the world, get a name."
"What's your number then?"
"CT-5555."
"That's a lot of fives."
"That it is."
Sero was exhausted, he'd been running for a good while now, and with all the tape he'd used he was heavily dehydrated, and his pursuers were only getting closer.
"Over here!"
"Get him!"
"Dammit!" Sero cursed as he started running again. Dodging stray shots from some of the emitter villains, he then hit a rock and stumbled a stray shot hitting him in the back and making him cry out in pain.
"Got him!"
"Let's kill him now!"
Sero started panicking, trying to think up of any way to get out of here, but as he tried to release some tape, nothing came out.
"Oh, crap!"
'I don't want to die!'
"Get hi-KA!"
What sounded like gunfire sounded off over his head, familiar bolts of energy shot across the street, some impacting their bodies and enveloping them in energy before they collapsed.
Others simply burned.
"FREEZE!"
The villains paused as the men in white armor surrounded Sero who looked up in gratitude.
"All of you, I'm giving you one chance," The clone leader said as they stood off, one clone kneeled on the ground next to Sero, giving him some first aid.
"Surrender now, and you'll be spared," He stated, leaving no room for argument.
The villains paused, many of them looking unsure but one of them started to laugh.
"You think you can beat us? Beat me with your little toys!" The man had a lion quirk and had been Sero's bane for the last few minutes in particular. Never letting him rest for too long, always on the prowl, and had nicked him a good amount of times with his claws.
"Because let me tell you something, toy soldiers! Nobody gets between me..."
In a burst of speed, he was on top of them.
"AND MY PREY!" He roared.
TCHEW TCHEW TCHEW TCHEW TCHEW
Sero's head was pushed down into the ground and he couldn't even see what was happening, all he heard was the sound of gunfire and a body that hit the ground.
"Don't look, trust me. You don't need to look," He heard the clone whisper. Sero gagged at the smell of burnt flesh that filled the air like overcooked bacon and followed the clone's guidance as he was led away towards the main plaza stairway.
"Let's get you outta here."
The clone commander waited until they were gone, before pointing his own pistols at the next villains in the group.
"Anybody else wants to try?" He challenged.
Staring at the cooling corpse on the ground, the villains realized that they had bit off more than they could chew, and none of them had the desire to follow in their former comrade's footsteps.
"H-hey, I, I don't want no trouble," one said as he went to his knees.
"Yeah, we surrender!"
One by one the villains surrendered, the leading clone then made them get up and walk towards the plaza.
The corpse was left behind.
Kyoka was still unconscious when the clones arrived, Yaoyorozu was catatonic, and Hagakure was...silent.
Yuga could only stare, he'd long since passed the point of hyperventilation and panic. Now he was...in shock.
He did not resist when the clones treated his wounds, and let them help him walk back towards the entrance, another clone carried Kyoka, and a third helped Yaoyorozu who was extremely weak on her feet.
A fourth, coaxed Hagakure along, the latter who decided to clutch tightly the clone's hand in support. Even wearing only gloves and boots, he could see how she was trembling.
The rest were stunning the unconscious villains, making sure they stayed that way.
As they walked, Yuga could only feel guilt and shame. He'd been completely and utterly useless, unable to raise a finger to defend his comrades.
He wondered how Izuku, Jango, and Fordo would see him now.
He truly did not deserve to sparkle.
"Enough of that," He heard to his side. Yuga turned in surprise to the clone that was helping him. Although he could not see his eyes behind the t-shaped visor, it was now that he noticed that this particular clone was not dressed like the rest, having a pauldron on his left shoulder and was wearing a kama.
"Armor mods, your buddy Fordo's got the same now, but I doubt you noticed with all the chaos. Anyway, don't go around blaming yourself, you're looking exactly like Izuku right now," He said as they continued to walk.
"Izuku? Pour quoi?"
"Well...between you and me, he's always felt guilty that we could never come out. He's been waiting for us to see the world ever since he found out about us. Today he got his wish, but...I wish it hadn't cost what it did." The clone said solemnly.
"W-what happened?"
The clone stayed silent and shook his head.
"You'll find out soon enough, best rest for now."
It was only then that Yuga realized that the darkness poking in the corner of his eyes was not his imagination, but honestly, he should have expected it from all the blood loss.
Kirishima and Ojiro followed the clones closely, even though they'd defeated their foes, they were exhausted, bruised, and sore. Kirishima could help but feel that there was something wrong, however, Midoriya had explicitly said that he wasn't capable of summoning more clones.
So what happened?
Why now?
Is everybody safe?
They walked together, and Kirishima forced himself to ignore the rifles that were held so tightly, the sounds of a rigorous battle happening not even 100 meters away.
He tried...to ignore the screams.
It wasn't working.
Tokoyami was glad that Midoriya's clones had arrived, thanks to their burning light, the shadow within his heart was quelled and once more he gained control.
As he and Koda left the downpour zone, he couldn't help but notice Koda's solemnity.
Koda himself could feel it now, a sadness that pierced the air, and a rage that consumed everything around him.
The rats told him everything.
But he kept his silence.
Todoroki was freezing, he had seen the battle taking place, the sheer amount of clones being killed.
He thought them weak as with one stomp of his foot he encased the beast in 20 ft thick ice.
Within a second, the ice shattered.
And so he tried again.
And it shattered again.
And again.
Until eventually, Todoroki could not even rise.
He ignored the clones' calls to use his fire.
He would not use his fire.
He was completely unprepared for the shot that knocked him out.
"Get him out of here, that di'kut is almost as bad as the aruetii." 2224 said, having long since returned to the battlefield.
The creature, however, was slowing. The continuous fire from a thousand clones rendering it still in place.
2224 idly noticed the squad of clones with miniguns.
The attack finally forced the thing to its knees.
Ochako steadily smiled in relief as she saw the rest of her friends and classmates alive and well, clones surrounding all of them.
One of them stepped forward with a rocket launcher.
A silent conversation with all of them present before they spoke with Fordo, who'd finally left the sniper rifle behind, and he was giving orders.
Funny, since when did Fordo have a pauldron?
Seeing the troopers raise their weapons, the one with a rocket launcher stepped forward and shot his payload at the door. With a short burst, the doors exploded off their hinges and finally released them from their prison.
Some of her classmates started moving forward, but Fordo held up his fist. Motioning to the side, a good dozen kept the front line and moved forward slowly through the smoke.
She heard the clicking of their guns, all of them ready to pull the trigger at the slightest hint of villain activity.
Shadowy figures appeared in the smoke, and all of them tensed as they got closer.
With a slash of her whip, Midnight cleared through.
"I've found them! They're here!"
Many of the students started to collapse in relief, some crying in sheer elation. The teachers bursting through the smoke and meeting up with them.
They were saved.
Nezu came in on Vlad King's shoulder, the teachers were all surprised at the amount of clones, but one came up to him.
Saluting, he reported, "CT-7567 reporting, villains invaded the USJ, all students and faculty present and accounted for, multiple minor injuries but Thirteen suffered extreme injuries to her back, Aizawa to his torso, and Izuku...to his body in general. We've treated what we could, but they need immediate medical attention," He said as the clones stood guard on the top of the stairs.
They weren't even letting the teachers see the carnage.
The hundreds of vod'e that had fallen against that beast.
But soon enough the screams died off, and all they could hear was the sound of blasters.
"Sir, it's best that you get them out of here," The clone said as the clamor of war finally finished behind them.
The teachers looked at the students with horror, all of them being affected one way or another.
"Like I said sir," The clone said, gaining Nezu's attention, "Best you get them out of here, after you're done, we'll get the prisoners out of here."
That sparked some light into Nezu's eyes.
"Prisoners?"
"We kept them alive as much as we could."
"Then, down there?"
"An abomination. One with super strengths, speeds, shock absorption, and high regeneration. It was made to kill All Might. We had to put it down."
Nezu gulped, his instincts telling him that something had gone terribly wrong.
"Where...where is Jango," He whispered as the teachers led the students outside the USJ. Cementoss had provided some light stretchers, uncomfortable, but it would help.
Nezu then noticed the clones that started to rise from the stairs, one in particular who seemed to be leading the rest.
Jango's cracked helmet in his hands.
Nezu's blood turned cold.
"I'm sorry sir, he didn't make it."
2224 was not pleased, but he was filled with grim satisfaction. They'd finally managed to keep the abomination in one spot, pinned by the relentless blaster fire that kept destroying its regeneration factor.
The holes that were being torn open and closed were finally staying open. The creature shuddered and groaned as more and more blaster fire tore into it.
His vod'e would finally be avenged.
It finally fell to its knees and collapsed and 2224 noticed a trooper with a minigun come up to its head.
The thing groaned pitifully, but there would be no mercy.
Charging the barrel, the clone unleashed his entire stock into the beast's head, utterly decimating it until nothing was left.
"Regenerate from that," The clone growled as the minigun stopped clicking, the gun long empty.
One by one, the clones let their guns fall. All of them are exhausted, and all are tense.
All of them mourn.
"Sir, the teachers have arrived, and the other captains have come by with prisoners." Another brother reported and 2224 nodded tiredly before turning to the group.
"You, get a couple of brothers, and organize our fallen...see what you can do."
"Yes, sir!"
"You, grab a couple of men, stand guard with the squads. Make sure those prisoners are secured."
"Sir!"
Gesturing to the rest, he simply waved his hand.
"If you want to rest, or help, go ahead. I'm...I'm heading up," 2224 stated as he walked over to Jango's resting spot.
Forcing himself to look away, he grabbed the helmet and inspected it. The thing was dented, and dirty, the antenna broken clean off and the visor was shattered, cracks littering the sides.
2224 gulped, eyes full of tears, yet he refused to let them fall.
He simply marched forward and up the stairs, some of the brothers following him. They marched slowly, heavily, the air somber around them.
As 2224 reached the top, seeing the students finally evacuating with the teachers, Nezu speaking with 7567, he sighed deeply and walked forward, presenting Jango's helmet to Nezu.
The latter shakily extended his paws, and grabbed the helmet from the clone, staring at it somberly, his tail on the ground, and with unshed tears in his eyes.
Letting his head fall in solemnity, he returned the helmet to the clone and motioned for them to follow him. Reaching the outside, they only waited for a few minutes before All Might appeared with Recovery Girl in tow.
The latter appeared apoplectic.
All Might gasped in surprise at seeing the students, all though they were all looking at him with such faith, such joy.
He didn't deserve any of it.
Nezu turned to Recovery Girl, but she shook her head and started to work on the injured, already Nezu could hear the sirens approaching from emergency services.
Asking around, soon some clones led All Might to Izuku, the former kneeling in horror and clutching Izuku's hand.
Looking around in worry, he asked the clones next to him about Jango.
He froze as 2224 kneeled next to him and showed him the helmet. All Might could only stare in shock and growing horror as what happened finally made itself clear.
"He sacrificed himself, and because of it, we are here," 2224 said as All Might gently held the helmet and looked into its cracked visor.
All Might was trembling but refused to show his tears yet. He absentmindedly noticed the villains being led out of the USJ, being formed into lines, all of them kneeling with their hands behind their head, guns at the ready for the slightest sign of retaliation.
Good, he would be alone.
"Show me."
He walked slowly down the steps, afraid to see what he knew was awaiting him. Some of the teachers had entered with him, just in case.
Yagi let go of his transformation, much to the shock of Cementoss and Vlad King.
"All Might!"
"It's fine...they already knew," Yagi explained as the two then looked around and noticed that the clones were completely unaffected by the transformation.
Truthfully, even they didn't know, they had other things to worry about.
All Might held back a sob as he saw the sheer amount of clones that were being laid in rows. The only saving grace was that the clones had put their helmets back on their vod'e.
He could still smell the blood in the air, and the sheer amount of death that permeated the building.
Finally, he came to one spot and found him.
They had done their best to set his body straight, but he could still tell the places where his body had been utterly crushed.
Most horrifying of all?
Jango died with a smile on his face.
Yagi fell to his knees at Jango's side, and clutched his broken body, only now letting his tears fall for the boy he'd come to love.
'Master, I've failed you. I've failed my successor.'
"I'm so sorry, Jango," He whispered.
He understood now.
All Might and Yagi Toshinori could not be further apart.
Because it had been Yagi, not All Might, who'd killed this boy.
I'm sorry.
Aruetii - traitor
Demagolka - monster, originally in SW, it named was after a man who committed war crimes through experiments on children.
Ni kar'tayl gai sa'ad - "I know your name as my child." Mandalorian adoption vow.
Buir - parent, father/mother. Unisexual term.
Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum - means I love you, literally translated to "I will know you forever."
Nayc - No
Gedet'ye - Please
Raatin - Always
Raatin Aliit - Always family. Aliit meaning family or literally 'clan'.