Disclaimer: I do not own Danganronpa. I've played the game on my PS Vita, good graphics by the way, and decided to write a story about it. Of course with the number of stories I have already I either write only one chapter or ask for help to finish the story. I picked the help one. The following was written by me, sent to Kirigiri Kyouko and Kaneki-Ken-Ghoul, and edited by them. They were kind enough to help even though my writing is sloppy. Please read and review. Out of 5 stars how would you rate this first chapter?

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The quiet and steady vrooming of an engine is no problem at first, but it steadily gets more and more annoying, almost like one of those alarm clock noises that are supposed to be soothing, but just ends up being annoying. The petit boy stretches his body as his cat-yellow eyes creep open. His dirty blonde hair flops into his face as if to tell him that its exhausted too. The next thing he notices is the suffocating belt cinched around his waist. He tries to unbuckle it, but it won't budge. It's unnerving to have something made for normal adults fit him so perfectly.

The current location was on a plane. More like... a jet a millionaire would own, but ever use. The boy's name is Dylan. His height, is four feet, and he's rather slender for his age. Dylan also has dirty blond hair, and it gives him a fuller look of his body. his eyes are a pure yellow, something that one dose not come by easily. His outfit consist of a green jacket with a hood. Simple, but a trend going on.

He checks behind himself just to make sure he isn't sitting in someone's lap or something. That's when he noticed the booster seat. "Oh hardy har har, really?" Exasperated, he turns his head to the seat next to his own. There's another short boy here. Maybe Dylan had the great fortune of being on a plane full of midgets, where they could ship them all off to munchkin land. No. His attention returned to the boy with beautiful brown hair (lucky, everyone loves brown hair) his top was some kind of grey sweater on a different shade of grey muscle shirt, held together with... WAS THAT A BROACH? Well okay, not gonna judge, and it was pulled together (maybe) with a pair of tight blue jeans that matched his eyes. "You, my friend have just had a rude awakening," Ten bucks says he's some kind of cowboy or something... Self betting and jokes aren't fun. Dylan decides to drop the sarcasm and take this seriously.

"I'm sorry but I don't know what I'm doing here," He replies. Maybe this guy can tell him something.

He laughs at that in a confused sort of way. "Neither Do I," he scratches his head sheepishly. "Last I remember, a buddy and I were watching a sports game, next thing I know, here I am," he shrugs. Then he gets a strange grin on his face. "My friend, only aliens could have pulled off such a stunt! That means we're all perfect specimens for them to-" he was cut off.

It was by none other than the girl in front of him with a long green ponytail. Her blue eyes shine with anger "Arrg, someone please shut this guy up! He's been like this since we woke up!" She growls, making her green tennis uniform seem like the scariest thing in the world. "Werewolves this, vampires that, ghosts have kidnapped us to revive robin hood," She huffs flippantly. "Just. Make. Him. Stop," She growls through grit teeth.

Dylan decides to rescue the poor guy who seems to be shrinking into his seat. Well that and get some information. "Excuse me, but do you know why we're here?" He asks the demon tennis player as politely as possible.

"So now the baby in the booster chair is playing 20 questions. Look kiddie, I'm not gonna play momma for you. Plus why would I answer a question for you that I don't even care about myself?" She adds in her normal sarcastically peppy voice.

"I am," comes the nervous squeak of a girl.

Everyone turns to stare at a giant. Wait what? How could such a tall girl both look childish with her long, frizzy pigtails and glasses at such a height. Well, she is tall, but she completely lacks the presence for her height. She's clad in red with just a splash of her white shirt as well, almost making her look like an add from the nineteen twenties, especially with her ridiculously thin frame.

" If I knew who did this I wouldn't let them hurt me. All I know was I was sitting at a desk doing something...but somehow I ended up here."

It seemed like someone wanted them to become familiar with each other. And, as Dylan looks around he hears the sound of a person waking up. Someone else was stuck here too. He is a boy who is a little fat. Fat and wearing an olive green shirt while he carries a suitcase. He has brown pants on his big fat flabby legs. His hands that look like giant apples have big black fingerless gloves. The boy's yawning was turning this already terrible situation into a nightmare.

" I'm trapped like a lizard with a sword through my jaw. I may be trapped but the lizard regenerates. They are not impervious to my genius."

" Now you three are making my mad!" Shouted the green ponytail girl back to Dylan and everyone in the plane.

" She is like a knight after my genius, swinging her lance threateningly," replied the fatty who wasn't making much sense. Paragraph: fat nerd.

" You ignorant fools." A girl said summoning herself on this plane.

The girl who is talking looks like a gothic maid. She has two long black pigtails and wears a gothic maid uniform. Her maid frill is red, she wears white cuffs, and her eyes are yellow. She could be a demon, witch, or ghost from how pale her skin was.

" What are the six of us doing here?" Dylan questions.

" Seven of us," the brown haired boy chuckles. " There's a guy behind you. He doesn't speak."

Dylan looks at the guy. He is a boy with facial hair on his chin. He wears a Russian hat with fur and flaps that cover his ears. He has a red vest showing his abs and yellow shorts.

" If the seven of us are stuck like this we should get to know each other's names. My name is Dylan. Dylan Hau."

" My name is Poa Piclen,"the brown haired boy said raising his hand.

" Hahaha!" The green haired girl laughs. " Poa. Sounds a lot like poo. I think that's a better name for what comes out of your mouth. My name is Kira Hestia."

" Cadyn Asherei," the dark skin girl timidly says raising her arm.

" My name is Kai Sabishii," the nerdy boy said.

" And my name is Liah Izanagi. But you may call me Sempai," the girl in the maid uniform said making Kira sigh.

" Since the guy behind us doesn't speak there's no way he can tell us his name." Kira says, the boy doesn't answer.

" Okay. We all know each other's names but that doesn't tell us how we got on this plane or where it's taking us," said Dylan.

" I think it's taking us to an island. We're flying over water. That can tell us we will land on an island," said Cadyn.

" Wrong you are." Everyone trembled in fear when they heard a high pitch voice in the plane. When they look up they see a TV screen with a teddy bear standing up. The teddy bear is white on one side and black on the other side with a evil red eye on the dark side.

" All of you can call me Monokuma. Your memory's have been taken away from you. There's no brain damage. Rest assured you seven aren't the only ones in this predicament. On another plane seven boys and girls from different towns all over Japan will be joining you in the same location. You're on your way to a little school called Hope Peak Academy."

" Monokuma..." Dylan gulps when he tries to speak. Monokuma sounded like he banished them here and he wanted to know why. " Why are you taking us to Hope Peak Academy?"

" Why...to kill each other of course. Fourteen of you will take our test and only one of you will escape."