Hello All! Thank you for reading my Danganronpa Fanfic! Please enjoy, and I am sure you will not be disappointed. Sorry for grammar errors and OOC characters. What I am going to do is I am going to alter the Storyline, meaning who dies and lives, and I have added characters of my own to make it more fun.

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Danganronpa: Hope's Flare of Friendship!

Disclaimer: I do not own any Danganronpa Characters

Prologue: Welcome to Hope's Peak Academy!

Location: Hope's Peak's Gates Time: 7:31 am

Hope's Peak Academy is the star school of the world. To make it into there is to make it into heaven. This school only accepts kids who excel in all fields of study, and have one "Super Talent". This talent can range from anything, but it isn't a hobby. It has to be the #1 thing you are good at. According to your "Super Talent", you are given the talent as a title. For example, if you were good at gaming, you would be called, "Super Duper High School Gamer" or something along the lines of that. Students from all around the world try to enter into this school, but only very few get in. Against all of the odds...here I am...standing at the Gate of the graceful school.

Looking down at my pamphlet, I confirmed my location, and sighed in relief. I was actually here...it wasn't a dream! I ran through the gates of the school, hope beaming off my chest. Little did I know that very hope would someday save my life.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? Allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Ace Hogana, the Super Duper High School Swordsman. As my title explains, I am a swordsman. I have competed in over hundreds of tournaments nationwide. I was claimed to be the "Best Swordsman", which I highly doubt. I have a lot of rivals throughout my time touring the world, and all of which I respect as my own siblings.

My bloodline is a noble one, having many samurai warriors running through it. Though, instead of using the traditional samurai sword or katana, I use dual custom broad swords that I personally designed and made. I always carry those swords with me, no matter where I am. I have fiery red hair, red eyes, and a medium body built. I have a custom red leather jacket, black and white vest underneath, black jeans, and red and black boots. I also have a necklace that is in the shape of a Dragon's head. The Head is made of ruby, whiles the border and the eyes and made of black volcanic-glass. Well...I would say that sums up my description...sooooo, BACK TO THE STORY!

Lying back on the grass, I held my necklace to the sky. The sun's rays making it glow a reddish glow. It was my memento of my mother. I'll make you proud, mother. I thought to myself. The whole reason why I even got into Hope's Peak was because of her and I wasn't going to make her or anyone back home down. Putting my necklace back into my vest, I sat up looking at my watch. 7: 35. Well, I guess now's a good time to head on in. I got up, stretching my back.

As I made my leave, someone called out, "Hey there. You made it early, too, I see?"

My instincts took over as I spun around with a hand on one of my swords' handle, ready to strike. But, as I did so, I slipped on some patch of grass. Losing my balance, I continued spinning, knocking into someone.

"OW!"

"WHAAA!"

We both fell on our backs. My back stung because of the hilts on my swords dug into my shoulders, but it wasn't a fatal injury. It was just, after all, pain. So, I sat up shaking the pain off. As I sat up, I saw someone who appeared to be my age. Maybe a student? Whoever he was, he had a...unique way of dressing. He was wearing a tan-like hood with a black blazer, jeans, and sneakers. His physical appearance seemed basic as well. Tan-like hair, pale eyes, and he seemed to be in more pain than I was.

I quickly deduced that he wasn't a threat and braced myself for awkwardness...; social skills aren't one of my strong suits. "Hey...are y-you ok?" What the-!? Did I just stutter?! How can a rebellious, hardcore swordsman like me stutter when meeting someone new?!

"Yeah...sorry about that, I didn't mean to startle you," he said shaking his head, as if trying to get the dizziness out of his head. He started to get up. He then looked at me with a grin, holding out his hand, "My names Makoto Naegi...and you are?"

"Ace, Ace Hogana." I took his hand, and he brought me to his level. He was kind of strong for a scrawny guy.

"Nice to meet you! Wow..," he takes a step back, looking at my swords on my back.

"Oh, don't worry. I can assure you that they aren't dangerous," I drew my right handed sword and swung it against the tree next to us, "See? It's just a practice sword I made."

Naegi laughed nervously, but was a little less tense from before. So far, so good, I guess. Naegi doesn't think I'm crazy, at least...I hope so. Anyway, Naegi and I quickly stirred up a conversation. It was rather random, talking about music, then my swords, his clothes, and so on. Then the topic about our Super Duper Talents came up.

"So, what's your talent, Ace?" Naegi asked.

"Well, I'm the SDHS Swordsman," I stop, drawing my swords.

"What a-are you doing?!" Naegi jumps back in fear.

"Relax Naegi, watch this." I get into ready stance, bringing my swords to shoulder length. I then lunge at a tree that seemed rather dead, spinning around, slashing it into a disc stack. Then, I kick them into the air, slashing them into half, then quarters, and again until they where tiny pellets. I then swung my swords, mostly showing off, I sheath them. "What do you think?"

Naegi was in state of awe. He then laughed, clapping. "Wow that was AMAZING! I wish I had a talent like that!"

"Well, what's your talent?" I asked.

"Nothing special, just the SDHS Luckster. It was given to me by default..." Naegi started to walk towards the front entrance, and I followed close by.

"What do you mean, 'by default'?" I curiously asked.

"Well, I was raffled into this place, I'm really nothing special." I jumped in front of him, giving him a stern look.

"Naegi, don't EVER say you're not special. You're the SDHS Luckster, be proud of it! I mean, won't that make you the luckiest kid in school? You can possibly end up being, like, the next Leper Coin." I placed my hand on Naegi's shoulder, "Listen, you may find out that your talent can end up saving your skin in a sticky situation."

Naegi nodded, he then looked into my eyes, full of hope. "Thanks for the pep-talk, Ace! I hope we can become really close friends." He then put out his fist.

Thinking it was a punch, I jumped back, bringing my fists up. "What was that for?!"

"Huh? Ooooooh, right, you aren't really brought up on modern customs..." Naegi then walked up to me, and bunted his fist against mine. It wasn't hard or soft, it was ...like enough force. I was utterly confused. "It's called a fist bump. People do it as a sign of friendship. Almost like a bow."

"...I think I get it know, thanks" Lowering my stance, I sighed. I then looked at my watch again. 7: 46. Oh crud! We're gonna be late! "Naegi! We gotta MOVE!"

Naegi then looked at his own watch, and jumped in shock. We both dashed towards the front and in about 5 seconds we bashed through the front door. We both panted for breath.

"Phew...that...was something..." I turned my head to Naegi, but I was then taken aback. Naegi was saying something I couldn't hear, and then...all of a sudden the world around me started to spin around...like a whirlpool. At first, I thought it was just my vision acting up...but after it continued to get worse, I wasn't so sure. I instantly thought it was some kind of drug, so I tried to shake it off, call for help, do SOMETHING to get someone else's attention for aid. Did anyone else see what was going on here?! I then remember motioning for my swords...and I blacked out...

Prologue: Welcome to Hope's Peak Academy!

Complete!

Act 1: Welcome to Despair's Academy!

Location: Unknown... Time: Unknown...

Upon waking up, I found myself sleeping...on a desk? What? Naegi and… I... blacked out in the hallway...this doesn't make any sense... I thought. As I went to sit up, my head started ringing. I rubbed it, trying to ease the pain. "Darn...my head feels like a hammer bashed into it..."

Opening my eyes to check my surroundings, I found myself inside of a classroom. On the desk next to me appeared to be a pamphlet. Oh… that's most likely my pamphlet I brought with me here... I picked it up, and upon examining it, I found out it wasn't mine at all. It was, in fact, some handmade brochure, with what appeared to be a...black and white bear appearing all over it:

WeLcOmE StUdEnT!

My name is Monokuma! The headmaster here! Yeah baby! I want to congratulate you upon winning the opportunity of attending the school! We take pride knowing we have the hope of the future! Get your butt down to the main entrance by 8: 00 am! SHARP! I'll be waiting!

-Monokuma

"What the heck?" is all I could say. Whoever this Monokuma was, he was making a very bad first impression. I got up, and looked at the windoo... "WHAT?! The Windows! They're boarded up!?" I pushed and punched against it, but it wouldn't budge. This is bad...I can't shake off this bad feeling that something very, very wrong is going on...

I did my best to calm myself, till I felt my pockets. My phone, ID, and money were all gone. "Darn it..." Whoever did this had better quit the joke, I told myself. I looked down at the brochure in my hand. Main Entrance hall, huh? Well, I had better make my way there, before something bad happens! I dashed out the door, making my way down the school...

To Be Continued...