It was a beautiful day at Paradise High School. Everyone one had just gotten back from Summer break and was ready to tackle the school curriculum head-on. Everyone with the exception of the students of Class 3-5, the class that Nagisa Shiota taught. The class was full of the school's delinquents and the room looked more like a back-alley than a classroom when he first arrived, though they were able to clean it up a bit. The students sorta respected Nagisa after his first day on the job, but they still weren't the best students and are often disruptive.

Nagisa is aware of this. He tries his best and he does well, but he knows he's not going to be a great teacher right out the gate. Then again, the person (or in this case, yellow tentacle monster) that he compares himself to and strives to follow was the perfect teacher. High school for him had been fine but that year in Class 3-E has forever risen the bar for exceptional teaching so high that it was nigh-impossible to reach; almost as impossible as it was to kill Korosensei, but if he could do that, he could certainly sharpen his teaching skills to a fine edge.

"Good morning class," Nagisa greeted, "I hope you all enjoyed your Summer break. We've worked hard in the first semester and all of you have shown significant improvement in all subjects. I hope we are able to work even harder this semester and breeze through those midterms like its nothing,"

The whole class groaned. "We just got back and you're already talking about midterms," One student complained.

"The End-of-Term tests were exhausting," whined another student.

"I understand, but you scored top three in the class," Nagisa responded, "That's nothing to sneeze at,"

"Nerd!" yelled a different student in the back.

Just then, Nagisa's phone began to ring. This stuck him as odd, because he usually puts the phone on silent during class time. He pulled it out and just as he began to silence it, he noticed who was calling him.

"I apologize class, I thought I silenced this but it turns out this call might be important. Turn your History books to page 237, I'll be back," Nagisa instructed.

He walked into the wallway and answered the phone. The one calling via video chat was a highly advanced AI classmate of his from Class 3-E; the Autonomously Intelligent Fixed Artillery, more affectionately know as Ritsu.

"I figured you must of had a good reason to hack my phone's settings to get ahold of me, wha-," Nagisa started.

Ritsu immediately began crying as soon as he answered. Something wasn't right.

"What's wrong, Ritsu?" Nagisa asked.

"It's our classmates…from 3-E," Ritsu sobbed, "Someone's… someone's been hunting them down… and k-killing them,"

Nagisa couldn't believe this horrible news. Who would want to kill everyone from 3-E? Definitely Mr. Takaoka, but he had been sentenced to life in prison in Japan's most secure prison. Everyone else who could have it out for them either resolved their differences with the class or died horribly. It made no sense.

"This can't be real," Nagisa shuttered. Knowing full well that Ritsu, or anyone for that matter, wouldn't joke about this kind of thing.

"It's true," Ritsu wepted, "Mr. Karasuma is out in front of the school to pick you up. Whoever is killing everyone expects you to be here. Hurry!"

Nagisa ran back into the classroom and grabbed his bag. Before he left he quickly turned to his students.

"Complete the questions at the end of the chapter. I need to go!" Nagisa blurted. Then he made a mad dash down the stairs and into the black car where Tadaomi Karasuma was waiting. As soon as Nagisa hopped in, the car speed away.

"It's good to see you again, too bad the circumstances are less than desirable," Karasuma greeted in his usual stern, professional demeanor.

"Mr. Karasuma! Is it true? Is all of class 3-E really being hunted down?" Nagisa asked frantically.

Karasuma sighed. "It's true and it's worse than you might think. By the time The Ministry of Defense got wind of this organized attack, half of Class 3-E was already dead,"

"When was this?"

"Last night, around 2300,"

"How many are left now?"

"...three. You, Karma, and Ritsu,"

This had to be a nightmare. This was a class full of assassins. They spent an entire year being trained to kill an unkillable foe. They went up against trained military soldiers and won with no casualties. What could possibly do this?

"Who is doing this?"

"That's the thing, it's not some tentacle infused test subject or anything like that. As ridiculous as it sounds, all sightings of these killers consist of two people. They look nearly identical, twins possibly. The longer haired twin is the one doing all the killing. His prefered weapon has been a shotgun. The shorter haired twin is just following him around with a boombox, playing Another One Bites the Dust by Queen. He wants to be known,"

"This isn't an assassin," Nagisa began to fume, "This is a maniac!"

"We're going to be picking up Karma, if we hurry, we can-,"

"I-it's too late," Ritsu wepted, "I saw Karma's final moments. He's dead,"

Just then, Another One Bites the Dust starts playing on Nagsia's phone. He looked down at the cute avatar of Ritsu as she began to let out a blood-curdling scream.

"Is this pain?" Ritsu cried, "Help me! Help me!"

Then as quickly as the screaming started, it stopped. The music kept playing however. The avatar of Ritsu just stood there. Her head slumped down and lifeless. Suddenly, she sprung back up, although she had a different demeanor to her.

"I can't believe I'm a goddamn 2D waifu," The avatar said in a more masculine voice, "Oh well, it works. Hi, I'm Mr. InsaneGuy, though you can call me Bob. I am the one going around killing everyone,"

"Who do you think you are?" Nagisa screamed.

"I'm a host of a game and I'd like all of Class 3-E to play" He answered.

"This isn't the game!" The occupants of the car both yelled.

"This is about as much of a game as hunting is. I don't even like to hunt. Never was a big fun of the gamey flavor. The supermarket is my hunting ground. That's besides the point. While it does appear I've been brutally murdering everyone with a point-blank shot to the face with Hershel's infinite ammo boomstick, and I have, I am also reviving them in another universe. I've done this with everyone so far with the exception of Ritsu, because she's an AI, and Karasuma's daughter, because Ted said killing elementary schooler's was 'wrong',"

"Dude, I didn't feel comfortable going into her class like it was Sandy Hook," said a similar sounding voice off-screen, "You're fucked up man,"

"So was referencing Sandy Hook," Bob replied.

"What did you do to my family?" Karasuma raged.

"Uh… I shot Professor Bitch in the face and I just teleported your daughter straight to the other universe. So you can rest easy knowing that she didn't feel the cold grasp of death. As for you two, your time's about up," The last thing Nagisa could remember before blacking out was an explosion.

Nagisa woke up in the middle of the road, around burning wreckages of other cars. In the middle, he saw two young men. One had long hair and a shotgun, while the other had short hair and a boombox. To their left was the dying body of what could only be assumed to be Mr. Karasuma. The two young men were bickering about what to play on the boombox like it was just a bro's night out.

"Look Bob, Freddie Mercury is an amazing artist. I'm just saying, we should be playing the same damn song over and over again. We've been doing this for nearly twelve hours and I'm tired of it,"

"But Ted, it fits the theme of what I'm doing. Another one bites the dust, another former student is shot and killed, you see that don't you,"

"Yeah, but I'm sure even Queen would get tired of hearing the same song for twelve hours. Is your dedication to a bit really worth ruining a good song forever?"

"Ugh, I guess you're right. Although, we've been doing the whole Queen theme so far. Try Under Pressure,"

Ted pushed the next button on the boombox and the song began to play. They stand back and listen for a moment. As they were distracted, Karasuma pulled a gun. The boombox man, Ted was shot and fell to the ground. Bob reacted and finished Karasuma off. Nagisa stealthily crawled around to find something to kill this guy. Bob searched around for a while for the next minute while the song continues to play. Nagisa eventually found a car he could climb into and jump out when he had the chance to strike.

Once the song reached the part where it says "Why can't we give ourselves one more chance" Bob had his back to the car Nagisa was hiding in and like the mighty python, he struck. He jumped on his back and repeatedly stabbed him in the neck in a delirium of rage. Iconically enough, Freddie Mercury was at the part of the song where he kept repeating "give love" as Nagisa was striking. After that however, Bob manages to grab a hold of Nagisa and after a bit of struggle.

This is our last dance

How come he wasn't dead? He had to have stabbed him in the neck and head about twenty times. No one could fight at full strength after that.

This is ourselves

Bob finally took hold and impaled Nagisa on a piece of twisted wreckage.

Under Pressure

No matter how good of an assassin, Nagisa had no chance. He was doomed from the start. As he bled out and his sight faded, he saw the wounds that he had inflicted heal up rapidly.

Under Pressure

The man Karasuma had killed had gotten up and walked over to Nagisa with the boombox. He had a hole in his shirt around his heart, which was where the bullet had entered. It was hopeless. This was his final moment. If only Korosensei were still alive.

Pressure

As the world went black, the last thing he heard was the final piano notes in the song.

Next thing Nagisa knew, he was waking up in a bed. It wasn't his bed, rather, it was the most comfortable bed he had ever slept in. The kind of bed that only people with immense wealth could afford. The room itself was very pink and girly. Hanging on a closet was a pink lolita-style dress. He sat up and looked into a mirror he could see on the wall. He had his old hairstyle from seven years ago again. It was as if the past seven years hadn't happened. Nagisa sighed. He was sure he had died and gone to his own personal Hell.

Just then, a short, blonde, one-eyed young woman in a pink shirt and jeans opened the door.

"Oh, You're awake!" She exclaimed in a cutesy sounding tone

"Where am I?" Nagisa asked, "Am I in Hell?"

"Uh… that's a difficult question to answer," She replied, "I've sort of been given a second chance here but others haven't been so lucky,"

"What are you talking about?"

"Just follow me," she instructed, "Bob will explain everything,"

Just hearing that named angered him. The last image he saw was of Bob and Ted standing over them. Ted had looked very apathetic to the whole ordeal, but Bob was grinning. Although he was right, he was transported somewhere else. The location being a large, elegant mansion.

The one-eyed woman led him into the fancy living room where all of his former classmates, who had also been aged down, were gathered. They sat around while Takebayashi was asking questions to a black-haired woman with a red highlight, wearing a black sailor uniform.

"So was that date with Mako a romantic one or a platonic one? How did you get Senketsu back? How is your relationship with your sister?" Takebayashi spit out.

The woman sighed. "Ugh, It was romantic but the relationship lasted six months. I got Senketsu back just before I came to this stupid place. And me and my sister couldn't have been better. Now can you please shut the hell up?"

"Hey Ryuko! The last one woke up!" The one-eyed woman said.

"Finally, I can stop getting hounded for questions like I'm at an anime expo," Ryuko huffed and turned toward the one-eyed girl, "Let's go get a drink before the DnD game,"

"Wait! Last question!" Takebayashi blurted, "Why do you seem so cool with Nui Harime of all people?"

"We're dating!" Nui exclaimed.

"W-w-what!?"

"Calm down, Neo-Maxi Dumb-Weebie," Said a eerily familiar voice. Suddenly, the man known as Bob teleported in with a harpoon gun in hand, "Also, told you idiots not even Nagisa could stop me," He pointed over to him and the entire class turned around. Most were extremely worried or distraught. Everyone was here, Terasaka, Isogai, Itona, Kayano, Karma, even Professor Bitch and the recently slain Mr. Karasuma (with their young daughter). It was some kind of messed up class reunion.

"Nagisa, they got you too?" Kayano sadly remarked.

"I can't believe it," Karma commented.

"Oh yeah, impaled on a piece of vehicle wreckage while the song Under Pressure was wrapping up," Bob recounted, "Probably ruined Queen for the rest of his life. That is the only thing I feel bad about. Anyway, one more resurrection to go,"

"Who? Everyone's here already?" Isogai pointed out, "You even brought Mr. Karasuma and Professor Bitch's daughter along,"

"Don't use that name around her, alright!" Irina shouted.

"That's the least of our worries right now," Karasuma interrupted, "Anyway, I think I know who you're talking about when you say one more resurrection,"

"Korosensei!" Kayano exclaimed.

"Indeed," Bob confirmed, "Problem is, I need his DNA. Since his body evaporated into a bunch of light and stuff, the only DNA samples left are in the chest of Kaede Kayano, just after she had been revived. Which gives me an excuse to use this harpoon gun I had ever since I went on the Megalodon hunt,"

"You don't mean-," Kayano started, but she was quickly interrupted by a harpoon flying through her chest and pinning her to the couch. Irina covered her daughter's eyes and everyone gasped in horror.

"Ted, collect the blood!" Bob shouted.

"I'm getting a DnD game ready!" Ted shouted from another room, "Do you know how long it takes to set up a pocket dimension?"

"Yeah, fifteen minutes," Bob shouted, "You have time to collect blood!"

"I'm the dominant personality, fuck off!"

"Fine, I'll pick through cells myself!"

Bob snapped his fingers and a small ball of yellow, Korosensei stem cells formed in his hand. He tossed the cells in the air and using all the available energy he had, he grew the cells into a large octopus-looking body. The body was clothed with Korosensei's typical teaching attire. Then, his beady eyes and permanent grin appeared on his face. As soon as the body was formed, the teacher fell to the floor.

He woke up groggy, confused and surrounded by his students.

"W-where am I? Why are you all here?" Korosensei asked as he began to gain his bearing on his new reality, then he turned around and saw Kayano, who had just died on the couch. His face turned black and angry, "Who did this!?"

"That would be me," Bob casually answered.

Korosensei immediately charged at Bob at top speed, knocking him through the wall and out into the backyard. Korosensei launched an energy beam at Bob, which he promptly deflected.

"Fine, I'll bring her back!" Bob complained, "I need to explain some things anyway. Just calm the fuck down,"

Bob snapped his fingers and Kayano's body was pulled off the spear and she healed from the wound instantly.

"Happy?"

Korosensei's pissed off face cooled down to just a red angry face.

"I suppose I'll hear you out. It's the least I can do after being revived. Just don't hurt any of my students again,"

"Uh… no promises," Bob said.

The two made their way back to the living room and Bob got in front of everyone to explain why they were gathered here.

"Hello everyone, welcome to 's Truth or Dare! Assassination Classroom Edition!"

"Wait, you murdered us all, transported us into an anime, and revived Korosensei just to play Truth or Dare?" Terasaka bickered.

"Well, sort of. I don't dare you and you don't dare each other," Bob explained, "You are dared by fanfiction readers,"

"Wait, we're in an anime?" Nakamura asked.

"It's really best if you don't think about it," said a blue-haired young man with glasses and a turtleneck that covered his mouth, "I recommend drinking,"

"Hoka, stop convincing the children to be alcoholics!" Bob snapped.

"We're in our early twenties!" Okajima blurted.

"Alright, so we are playing a game where a bunch of weirdos tell us to do things we don't want to do a reveal secrets we don't want to tell," Karma summarized, "So, I'm assuming not doing these things will get us harpooned,"

"Nah, something much worse happens," Bob laughed. He opened a portal on the ground and inside was a world of fire, brimstone, and torture. Screams of the damned echoed through the aperture and sent shivers down some spines.

"So, we go to Hell?" Karma asked.

"Super Hell," Bob corrected, "Just do as you are told and there will be no problems," Bob closed the vortex, "I'd play this game in your old classroom, but I like to keep everyone captive and there are no beds there, so here we are. Enjoy," With that, Bob teleported away.

Only a maximum of 10 truths or dares per person.

You can dare anyone from the Assassination Classroom anime. If they are dead, they can be brought back.

Try to keep everything rated T for now at least wait until someone dares everyone to be adults again before we do anything risque. I'm aware that tends to happen eventually. (That means you Ac!)

No song dares (I know I had a song in this one, but it wasn't like I copied and pasted the lyrics or anything)

Thanks for reading