Hi there. Just an introduction and I leave you alone with this story. 1) It won't be a deep romantic fanfiction but might have what you call "fluff". It's mostly adventure and developing a friendship or sort of that. 2) Every comment is appreciated as long as it has a real value. 3) It's Aoi Asahina's point of view and will be thorough the whole story. 4) She will be a little bit out of character as she won't be as emotional as she was, for example, in the fourth trial and she will be a little bit more mature even though she will have her own childish moments. 5) Be sure to check the anime or the game of the first Danganronpa series as I won't go into a deep analysis of the characters in the beginning. 6) Main "pairing" (although not really a pairing) will be Asahina and Togami and there will be also a friendship development between Naegi and Kirigiri, etc. 7) Rating T for mentions of violence and blood and just to be safe. 8) – More characters from the first series will be introduced later as well as a character from Another Episode. 9) I will upload regularly. 10) Enjoy. 11) Surprise, surprise – this is my first fanfiction ever written.

One more surprise - this is crossover between Danganronpa : The Animation and Angelfall by Suzan Ee. But don't worry - I have other plans for developing this story as only the angel invasion idea and the type of writing (which is easier for me than others) crosses the book.

One last thing : I DO NOT OWN Penryn and the End of Days OR Danganronpa.

I finally look out of the window.

Someone should applaud me for my courage as the view is truly terrifying. The opposite in comparison lower building, previously a museum worth being called The Great East monument, is ruined and no longer looking like one but rather an old Greek haunted house built from marble. Its walls are splattered with blood and down the entrance stairs you can clearly see water coming.

The floods initially weren't as bad as the invasion but enough to take numerous victims who couldn't swim. Additionally, the water came with such speed that even the skilled swimmer couldn't react adequately for the two seconds given. You couldn't even make out of the strong hit that many people were screaming in agony before drowning – some accepting it early and some fighting until their last breath. At least I couldn't. What I know is that we were watched with amusement from above. And when some of us survived – with disgust.

I try to suppress the last week's everyday events deep further in a mind room where nothing can intoxicate more venom in my sanity than there already is. I know I should stop it because I've even refused to eat anything including the holy lemon donuts my group and I found in one of the bunkers we robbed. And that is some serious business.

The sky is doing a little bit of compensation. The pinkish-orange shades due to a late sunset are actually gorgeous. But it's not enough distraction for me – I see it ambushed and full of mythical creatures I dreamed of coming but never wanted. Never wanted, because they were all bloodthirsty heartless freaks.

I mean, we can't be that bad for humans to deserve execution, right?

I sigh frustrated from idling and go back to my desk, in whose host hotel me and my fellow companions spent the last five days – Makoto Naegi, a guy with big heart and more optimistically-driven mind than mine, Sayaka Maizono, his best friend and a lovely voice possessor. Her singing calms us down when Mondo Owada, the fiery guy who we were unsure of accepting but did for the sake of our welcoming community, decides to unnecessarily throw a fight. And the even more soothing soul – Chihiro Fujisake, the kindest and shiest girl I personally have ever met.

As for me – I'm Aoi Asahina. My friends used to describe me as a bubbly emotional extrovert with unbelievable love for coffee and donuts. It's still true, however, we should add the strong hatred I feel towards our invaders – the angels, to that ex-positive list.

My friends.

As I stumble across the room without a real purpose and throw myself onto the luxurious two-sized bed, I can't help but wonder what happened to them. We were together on this vacation – me, Sakura-chan and Celes-chan. We've been together since kindergarten and remained friends despite how cold Celes-chan could be or how deeply emotional I was and still am. And that's hell of a lot of time, really. Now I am 17 years old and, yet, the youngest of our group. All other gang members are 18 excluding Owada-kun who turned 19 three days ago. It's only an impulse to feel alone around with such petite height and age. I suppose.

The building we chose is quite something... No wonder why it was a five star hotel once upon a time aka one month ago when the apocalypse started. For me, it is. Generally, we would be pretty damned because such huge buildings are home of a lot of supplies and sleeping service which encourages many people to come and flip everything around until they find what they need and sleep on the soft mattress. Or that, it will be targeted by angels who believe that humans are hiding in such places as well.

Sounding twisted enough though, stuff already happened here before we checked in. Many people tried to get in through the front and back entrance which are now quite messy to say the least. That messiness is what keeps everyone and the insensitive bastards away now as they believe they won't find any prey wondering around dead bodies. Everyone, apart from Fujisake-san who didn't even address the bodies and got on the second floor after chasing her new kitten. Just after we arrived to get her back on track, we saw that everything out of the first floor's reach is actually quite tidy and full of supplies. It was our both lucky and unlucky day – Owada-kun found some alcohol and unexpectedly turned into a teddy bear the same evening. A loud one.

Everything apart from this unlucky encounter and the no electricity service was perfect for us, especially those lemon donuts that my fellow buddies decided to leave to me.

I still do feel uneasy here, however. Not just the bloodbath a floor below me is worrying. Naturally, I've never liked sophisticated places like those. I feel lost around these huge territories, sort of. I'd much prefer a little house with lots of amazing memories and professional donut-making and coffee machines than enormous mansions consisting the emptiness sizing to a black hole if I that makes sense...

I sigh again after dreaming of something that won't probably happen.

I have second thoughts of going around again, search for something that can give us some protection from the outside inhuman war such as guns or anything that can hurt the hurters or something that can help us escape from this island.

Yes, we are on an island.

It's the size of half Japan which isn't small at all. The bad thing about here is actually the mid-spring/summer season – the weather is both hot and cold and with no electricity we are like freezing fleshy sticks in the late afternoons as now and the whole night and roasted marshmallows all day long. Maybe too many odds are against us. I can already imagine them laughing evilly like chipmunks from the nearby desk.

Or maybe I just need some sleep. Maizono-san's nightmares about the Ferris wheel has kept both I and Fujisake-san awake all night as well as Naegi-kun's developed aqua phobia from the floods that, Thank God, couldn't reach this hotel.

I can't blame my new friends for anything. How could I? I'm surprised I still haven't lost it. Or maybe I have but I still don't realize it. I glance over the door and think of going to the other girls' room. While I am alone, the others couldn't find their place in the darkness and paired up. Naegi-kun and Owada-kun were single just like me but their male pride was the reason why they hadn't paired up.

I glance at the watch, somehow still working, and decide not to go. We appointed a meeting in the common hall of the floor we are in to discuss what to do, anyways. I am quite relieved – I don't have to wonder what to do anymore.

I straighten up and redo my ponytail. Checking myself in the mirror next to the door, I head out and go to the common hall which wasn't what I expected. The serious faces of my peers welcome me.

"Ah, Asahina-san." Fujisake-san says first with a smile. That brings the attention of Maizono-san and she straightens up and also greets me with a smile. Or, wait a minute…

"Hey to you two but… where are the boys?" That turns their faces back to seriousness. Oh, so that it is. This is no good. I know they were out to check a nearby shop earlier as the amount of supplies from the mini fridges was reduced to a critical point already.

"We need to get out of here." Out of the blue, Maizono-san says.

I'm dumbfounded. "What?"

"I found a charger in one of the kitchen counters yesterday and used it for my phone. It surprisingly had service after I charged it. B-but don't worry, I did use electricity in the kitchen as well so nobody outside sees me. There were no windows… so…I told Makoto-kun about it and he did the same so we had a device to communicate with each other today and…" She stops for a brief moment with a worried expression and looks at me. "He texted me a minute ago and it said that they were waiting for us in one of the outskirt hospitals where we can use the electricity, aid kits and food they found without any concerns but…"

"That's great!" I can't contain my happiness even though I know there is more and I won't like it.

"Y-yeah it is.." she does smile but it quickly fades and spares a glance to Fujisake-san and both look at me.

"Asahina-san, gang members are heading towards us. They somehow found out that there are people around here. Maybe when the boys got out they saw them or something. What we here know is that… our journey to the hospital will be dangerous. The supplies around this area have made people depserate enough to kill." This time Fujisake-san tells me and I see how scared they are.

It's reasonable. Gang members have a definite meaning of our dictionary as dangerous headhunters. Literally. The last month was filled with so much despair that people turned against people and started hurting each other for supplies like savages. The angels must've been amused by that. Those garbage cans are the reason we turned out like this. But why do I even care about what they think of us? Now I should care about how to reassure that we will get to our dream destination alive and well.

"I see… but you know-" They look at me hopefully. "-travelling at night provides enough coverage for us to stay unnoticed. We can do it, right? The water has reduced levels too!" I grin like an idiot but they seem to buy my Naegi-kun-like strategy. "And, what are we still waiting for? We gotta get out of here. Now."

"Y-yeah, actually." The girls stand up and toss a backpack at me.

"Woah, you already packed?" I say surprised.

"Prepared for anything, heheh." Fujisake-san says and we can't help but laugh silently at that badass statement. The cat pops out of her backpack as we head towards the back exit where, hopefully, we won't be spotted.

Yet.

The freezing fleshy sticks theory though - I sometimes just hate being right.

End of Chapter One, Part 1.