Pili-Chan: next chapter is here 8D

Yami: good for you...

Chibi: we're gonna add the plot of the 2ed BR movie here c:

Acedia:........ *copy pastes it*

Three years after the events in "Battle Royale," Shuya Nanahara (Kenny/ Damien in my story)is a well-known terrorist bent on bringing down the government. In response, they order the creation of the "Battle Royale 2" program, and send a class of junior-high students to catch and kill him(them).
(taken from IMDb)

Pili-Chan: I'm pretty sure I'll be doing this, since I kinda got characters and pepole on DA sked me to so... yeah...it's gonna take a while, I;m going off to Poland with my school and I won't be home for a week, then I have a day here to rest and then I'm off to Argentina and...yeah...well, I'll be working on it C:

Yami: Shut up and let them read

Pili-Chan: LOL |D

Acedia: Enjoy....


I'm Christophe DeLorean, also known as "The Mole". I, like Gregory, Damien, Kenny and almost every other member of "La Resistance", am a survivor of Battle Royale.

I could get into details about my life, about how I came to the Great Empire of the United States of America from French (The French Empire as they called it) along with the bitch I called 'mother' in her search for a better life, on my victory in the program or my stay in the mental hospital where I met Gregory but this story isn't about those things.

It took us nine months and twenty three days, but in the end we found Thorn and McCormick. At first they were suspicious, not that we blamed them, but in the end they believed us.

Gregory soon began talking to them about fighting against the government, a thing they planed to do themselves, making the little British bitch rather happy.

"La Resistance" grew bigger quickly, starting with McCormick's brother and his fiancée, who was the sister of one of his close friends, and a kid who was the younger brother of another friend of the blond, and followed by fellow survivors and family members.

We started by bombing government buildings, hacking into their computer systems and messing with their files, spreading classified information all around the country and more.

We officially declared war recently.

"Christophe?"

I looked up, exhaling the cigarette smoke,

Gregory set next to me, leaning his head on my shoulder "We're getting closer" he mumbled,

I nodded, wrapping a hand around his thin waist,

He smiled "It's going to be great isn't it?" he asked "A world where you can say whatever you want without being killed, where you could protest and just be free"

"Don't let your 'opes up Mon Chéri"

He laughed "You're talking as if there's a chance that we'll fail"

I said nothing,

"We're not going to fail Christophe" he mumbled "We just can't fail… one day we'll manage, we'll make people see that they can fight as well…"

I kissed the top of his head, taking in his smell "One day Mon amour…"

"Yeah…" he smiled "Even if it takes forever… even if we die trying… at least we'll start something"

I smirk "You are very ambitious, non?"

He laughed and turned to look at me, a bright smile on his lips, making me smile as well "Yes, I'm very ambitious. But so are you, non?" he asked, imitating my accent (Beetch…),

I say nothing as I pull his closer into a kiss,

"Hey guys! Dinner is- oh… sorry" Kenny laughed "Didn't mean to interrupt anything" the blond giggled "Carry on please, I'll leave you two love birds alone! Just don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

"Like eet means somezhing McCormick" I tell him,

"What do you mean 'Thophe?" the small blond asked, his visible eye shining with fake innocence,

"You know very well what I mean beetch" I rolled my eyes "eets not like you and Thorn only 'sleep' in ze same bed wizout doing anyzhing"

Kenny only laughed and waved as he walked into the building that we used as a headquarters,

"Beetch" I mumbled "Way to kill ze mood"

Gregory laughed and pulled me into another kiss "We could take this to the bedroom later" he mumbled against my lips "But right now we should eat… we need all the strength we can get"

We got up and followed Kenny, our hands held tightly together.

It was noisy inside, so many people joined us and so many people kept joining us, all around the world people started rising up and fighting.

Gregory's right… the fire of our battle was shining brightly, lighting more and more fires with each passing day…

Change was soon to come, and like Gregory said,

Even if we die,

"La Resistance" lives on.


Yami: cheesy ending much?

Pili-Chan: 8D

Yami: why do I even bother?

Chibi: LOL 8D

Yami:.....

Acedia: R&R