Disclaimer: I don't own Battle Royale, probably never will, and am only an overzealous fan. But if I DID own it...hmmm...
A/N: Ha! First fanfic! This isn't much, but it's all I have done at the moment. Enjoy!
Battle Royale: Glorious Revolution
Prologue
I had read about it before. When I first read that article, which was ironically put in the "Life" section of the Sunday newspaper, I couldn't believe anyone would condone something like that. I mean, sending a group of freshman students to some secluded area to have all of them kill each other? And then one of them "winning" by killing all of their classmates? Their friends? Their lovers? And having it broadcast all over Japan? What a calamity. It made me glad I lived in America. Our government would never force anyone to kill anyone else…right?
I was wrong. I was dead wrong. America's youth was degenerating just as badly as Japan's. From the stealing, the rebellions, and the disobedience, our congress was shocked that test scores were still as high as they were. The minute those started deteriorating was the time they chose to take action. They wanted to at least give it one season. Maybe scare the kids into thinking that this could happen to them, just like the Japanese.
So the first American Program was set to go, and the lucky winner wasn't even a school with degenerates, wasn't even a school with bad test scores, and wasn't even a school in a big city.
Lake Point High School, located in good old Boise, Idaho. Some of the Program bigwigs scouted around the school for an entire week. They didn't want just any random draw, like in Japan. They wanted kids they know would provide good television. The must have looked over thousands of files, getting to know every single Freshman student's strengths, weaknesses…relationships, even.
Apparently, I was one of the 42 that impressed those bigwigs the most. I don't see why, even today, that I was picked. More importantly, scouting around and picking the students you wanted was a dumb idea. Ratings may have been important, but the point was to strike fear into the hearts of every American teenager, right? They should have picked totally random across the board. That would freak everyone out, right?
Then again, with my luck, I probably would have been one of those 42 picked in the "luck" of the draw.
Regardless of how I got to where I was, I survived it. By luck, by skill, does it really matter? 41 of my classmates died practically in our backyards on an island just off the Pacific coast. The perfect place to give kids weapons and tell them to kill each other.
I'm telling you this so I can keep my head. I can't live with not telling anyone about what I had to go through, what I had to see…maybe, just maybe, by getting my story out, I can live with myself. Congress calls it "the Glorious Revolution." Others call it "The Program."
This is the thing that has kept me up at night.
This is Battle Royale.
Class Roster
B1: Bell, Bruce
G1: Bolton, Michelle
B2: Britton, Jalen
G2: Brownlow, Alia
B3: Carver, Justin
G3: Burke, Victoria
B4: Darr, Kirk
G4: Byers, Jennifer
B5: Fujimoto, Takashi
G5: Chatham, Ruby
B6: Green, Cody
G6: Chon, Ji
B7: Harrison, Lance
G7: Cortez, Alana
B8: Jones, Jacob
G8: Derrer, Jaymee
B9: Jordan, Spencer
G9: Drashner, Pamela
B10: Krenz, Jeremy
G10: Ferguson, Amelia
B11: Lough, Alexander
G11: Gurnett, Diane
B12: Luttmer, Charles
G12: Guyer, Sierra
B13: McAfee, Elias
G13: Harmon, Juliet
B14: Mohler, Colin
G14: Haupt, Leslie
B15: Power, Ryan
G15: Hawkins, Molly
B16: Reeves, Samson
G16: Hunt, Melissa
B17: Roach, William
G17: Lough, Ainsley
B18, Royce, Stanley
G18: Ortiz, Lauren
B19: Tull, Glen
G19: Seibold, Jessica
B20: Valenzula, Luis
G20: Smith, Holly
B21: Warren, Paul
G21: Zorn, Megan
(A.N- Don't worry. It won't all be in first person. I know it's not much right now, but it's a start. It's my first major foray into fan fiction, so I would appreciate some REVIEWS!! :D The first actual chapter will be up eventually…but it'll go up faster if I get some nice feedback.)
