Hi hi!
And so, I decided to enter the Danganronpa fandom, only because I saw the execution animations and I thought that the art style was really nice...and then I get really into it...And now I'm stuck in this hole.
So, while I'm on this, I'm just curious, so Imma ask.
Who's your favorite Danganronpa character?
Okay, now that that's done, I'll start this chappy!
ONWARDS
Violet looked around, confused.
She was standing in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere, everything around her being dark and murky. She reached out, only to grasp at air.
"Wow, it has been a while, hasn't it?"
Violet whipped around, only to jump back. Right behind her, as if appearing from nowhere, a little girl stood.
She had long flowing lavender hair, tied back by a purple ribbon. Her cerulean eyes were to forgiving, too kind.
Violet looked over the girl's expression. Everything about her screamed nostalgia, but she had no idea who she could be, no matter how hard she tried, "Who...Who are you?"
She tilted her head to the side, "Do you not remember me?"
"You think I'd ask if I knew?" Violet shot back just a bit too harshly, shaking her head as she did so.
"Just as hilarious as ever." The girl giggled, shaking her head, "My name is-."
Violet didn't understand. She saw her mouth moving, but no words came out. She tried to read this girl's lips, but nothing she said made sense. She heard warbled nonsense, enough so that she felt a dull throb from the front of her head.
"Whatever you said, it made no sense." Violet muttered, holding her head.
The girl tilted her head to the side, as if thinking Violet's words over, "...He and his brother do NOT like each other. They'll fight often, but it's the mental fights they have that are the worse."
What she said made no sense, but she could have sworn that the phrase sounded familiar. Either way, another jolt of pain ran through her head.
"Do you not remember that?" The girl murmured, before sighing, "Let's see...Hmm...Well, for starters, you always told the best stories."
Another painful shudder down her spine.
"And no matter what, you never seemed unable to make me smile, no matter how bad my day was before that point."
Violet nearly fell to her knees, her hands on her throbbing head. She knew it, deep down inside, she knew this girl's name, but what was it…!?
"Till the end, you always kept an eye out for me. You made sure I was safe, regardless of what happened to you."
"For that, I could never forget you, Ku-."
Violet threw herself from her bed, holding a hand over her mouth as she gagged.
She was shaking like a leaf, nearly forgetting where she was, before the comfort of her blanket finally gave her just a bit of solace.
What had the girl called her? It was only the beginning of a name, no more than three letters Violet was sure, but the harder she tried to remember, the more she seemed to forget.
Violet let out a sound between a groan and a wail, before throwing herself back into the bed, holding her hands over her face.
All she got were headaches. Every time something, just a hint, came through her visions, she never knew what it really meant. But when she tried to think it over so more, she got nothing but arduous headaches.
"May I come in, Miss?"
"Yeah, yeah." Violet muttered, a bit more occupied with her headache over whoever was standing behind her bedroom door.
Said door opened slowly, Hope pushing in a cart, before closing the door behind her. She wore a different apron today, it was a pink frilly one that Violet swore she saw one of the late maids wearing, as well as a short but simple light blue dress.
"Good morning, Miss." Hope said cheerfully, opening the curtains as she did so, much to the irritation of Violet's eyes, "Corvus has gone out to do some intel gathering and shopping for groceries, so until he gets back, I will be attending to you."
Violet could only manage a nod, still holding her forehead.
Hope noticed this, and came over, "Is something troubling you?"
"It's nothing too bad," Violet insisted, before standing up from her bed, her legs just a bit shaky, "I just feel like my head's trying to kill me."
"A headache?" Hope asked, walking back over to the cart to pour something into a tea cup.
"Yes and no." Violet sighed, accepting the cup when Hope held it out, "It's sort of a deja vu feeling, after the initial stab through the forehead."
"A type of nausea, perhaps?" Hope asked, before taking a seat in front of Violet, "Would you like some help?"
Violet hummed, unable to do much other than that with how she was still sipping her tea. She had no idea how Hope knew that jasmine was a favorite, but being how she was like Corvus, Violet wasn't going to ask.
"Okay...What is your full name?"
"Violet Mae De Angelus." Violet answered, taking another sip as she waited for the next question.
"What are your parent's names?" Hope went on, continuing with the questioning as she went back to the cart, pulling out what looked to be a tray.
"Madison and Oliver De Angelus." Violet answered again, nearly spitting out the words.
"Good, good, okay…" Hope murmured, placing the tray down next to Violet, "What is Corvus' name?"
"Corvus." Violet said with a light laugh, "You kinda gave away the answer."
"Did I?" Hope muttered, before shaking her head, "Okay then...What's my name?"
"Hope. Hope Cenhelm."
The moment those words left her mouth, a voice in the back of her head snapped at her. No, this was wrong, something with this whole exchange was very wrong. It felt like there was a huge clue, staring her right in the face, and yet, she couldn't see it.
"Violet...Violet, are you alright?" Hope murmured, waving a hand in front of her face, "You look pale…"
"No...No, I'm fine. I'm sure if it." Violet said, as if saying it aloud would help her clear her head. But it didn't. It was like a hot twisting knife that someone had put up against her forehead. It just went from uncomfortable to painful really quick.
She nearly jumped when a damp towel was pressed to her forehead, "I apologize, if it was something I said to make you...like this." Hope muttered, sounding as if she was scolding herself rather than really apologizing, but Violet took it either way.
"Don't worry about it, really, it's cool." Violet said, shaking her head, "Really, I'm good. I think I'm just having a little bit of an off start to my day, that's all."
She'd give herself time to think it over later. Right now, she'd kill for a decent meal, "Do we have food?"
"I have it waiting for us in the dining room as we speak," Hope murmured, fixing the bed up as Violet moved to her closet, a tiny part of her just a bit excited to look over all the dresses she'd gotten the day prior.
She opened the closet, peering inside to look over her options. Normally, she wouldn't care less. She always had the same uniforms for years. Whenever it was a ceremony or a cult function of any sort, she was forced to wear the same white robes. Other than that, all she had were simple T-shirts and skirts.
For whatever reason, she just felt a tiniest bit of annoyance, running her hand through the different dresses. She had no idea why, maybe because there were so many different choices. She shook the feeling away, pulling out a nice mint green dress, slipping her brown coat over it. She marveled at how fluffy the inside was, and how warm and comforting it felt.
She followed Hope out of her room, her head wandering about as she allowed Hope to lead her.
As hard as she tried, she couldn't help but feel like she was close. That little girl was about to call her by a name, but what was it? It didn't sound like any of the other names she'd heard yet, But then again, her memory wasn't exactly the best…
She made a mental note to have Corvus get her a notebook and some pencils.
Finally, she collapsed onto the couch, making herself comfortable as Hope went to the kitchen. She'd tried to go into the kitchen when she was much younger, having followed one of the maids, curious as to where they go when they weren't serving/playing with her. She had been shooed out, but not before being able to set a pot or nine on fire.
How she managed to do it to this day, she had no idea.
She groaned, looking out the window as she twisted the ring on her finger. She stared out the window, the garden staring right back. She had to admit, she never noticed how nice the garden really looked. Being how she hadn't really had a chance to go out when she was younger, she'd never really had a chance to get a real good look at it.
But even then, she could have sworn that it looked different, somehow.
She was knocked from her thoughts when Hope came back, holding a tray over her shoulder, "Are you sure that you are well, Miss?" Hope asked lightly, placing the tray on the low table before the couch, "I can go and make you another cup of tea, if that is to your liking."
"That honestly might help." Violet said with a small smile, reclining in her couch as Hope poured her a cup, only to shake her head, "No, no that isn't right…"
"I'm sorry?" Hope asked, confused as she put the teapot off to the side, "What was that?"
"It's nothing to big, don't worry." Violet said with a small smile, "It's just...That title sounds weird to me, coming out of your mouth, you know?"
"What's wrong with it?" Hope muttered, an eyebrow up.
"I don't know, it just sounds so...formal." Violet muttered, taking another sip from her cup, before finally taking a whack at breakfast. She wouldn't lie, she preferred Corvus' eggs and toast just a bit more, but she wasn't just about to complain, "I know that you work here and all now, but I still see you as more of a, how do you put it...I just don't want you to feel like I own you, you know?"
To that, Hope's expression seemed to change, just a tiny twitch at the corner of her mouth, "What would you prefer?"
"Just Violet would be okay." Violet insisted, taking another bite of her toast, "Or, Lady Violet if it's something really formal, but honestly, just my first name is good."
For a moment, Hope just stood where she was, smiling. She seemed to brighten up from that one comment, her smile looking so happy, so...familiar. It spread to her cerulean eyes, so bright, so enthusiastic.
Why did it look do familiar?
In a moment, Violet's gaze went from Hope to the figure, standing in the back of the room. It was a girl with curly brown hair and deep purple eyes. She was smirking, but there was a lot more than just humor in her expression. She wore a red hoodie and black shorts, her boots about knee-high. She had...something strapped to her back, and all the while she had her arms crossed over her chest, a devilish smile on her face.
She had that expression, the one that said that she knew a whole lot more about this situation than Violet ever would. She didn't even realize that she'd shot up from the couch until she felt the low table hit her in the shin, causing her to wince in pain.
The moment she blinked, the figure was gone.
"Oh my, Violet? Are you alright!?" Hope said, running over from her spot to help support her.
Violet's head was swimming. Unlike names, faces were a lot easier to remember.
That girl, she was someone important to her. She knew that much.
"I'm fine, I think I'm going crazy." Violet said, attempting to laugh it off as she walked around the table.
Of course, with her luck, her leg managed to get caught by the table.
Cursed low tables.
Right before she could hit the ground, she was caught and held to something warm. She didn't have to look up to know who had, once again, walked in just in the nick of time, "I leave you alone with Ms. Cenhelm for a few hours, and you manage to trip over yourself."
"That one's not on her, I'm just stupidly clumsy." Violet admitted, allowing Corvus to pull her up, dusting her off as he did so, "So, any leads on Greyson?"
"I was able to get a few leads in the next town over." Corvus said, taking some papers out from his jacket pocket, ignoring Hope the entire time, "A place called Penketh. Since Penketh is farther than Rochdale, I have arranged for a carriage to be within our possession. It is at the road and ready for your convenience."
"Alright. Good." Violet muttered, looking over what he'd handed her. One was a map, and if the logo was correct, she could only assume that he'd gotten the map from that clothing place in Rochdale. Another was a sort of pamphlet of Penketh, explaining popular tourist destination spots, names of power, and a few other fun facts.
"Well, since it's far away, I'm going to go ahead and put together a bag." Violet murmured, "Once I'm done, all three of us should head out."
"Is that an order, my lady?" Corvus asked, almost cheekily.
"Damn straight." Violet said, mocking his tone as she walked out, only to stop, "Oh, I need a notebook. And a pen or two."
"Consider it done." Corvus said with a small bow, watching her walk out, before his attention and mood turned. The moment Violet walked out, head buried in the papers she'd gotten, Corvus was onto Hope, glaring her down, "What. Did. You. Do?"
"I don't know." Hope admitted, rubbing her forehead.
"No, I saw it all." Corvus said, nearly spitting out every word, "Whatever you did, it was the same thing that you did to Camdyn."
"You think that I'd ever have any sort of ill intentions against her!?" Hope said, nearly shrieking, before rubbing her forehead, "It's just...Something happened to me, when I came up here. I don't know how to explain it-."
"You had better try." Corvus growled, eyebrow twitching.
"I don't have a full grasp on it yet, but I can make humans…see things." Hope said, speaking out each word only after carefully managing it. She refused to believe that, after all this time, she was still afraid of the Crow Prince, "But I can't always control it. It's just that…whatever they see, I can also see."
"And what, pray tell, did you both see?" Corvus said, speaking through clenched teeth at this point. He wanted nothing more than to rip her spine out, here and now. She'd already given him a whole lecture about how he shouldn't try to force memories, and here she was, making her see things.
Controlled or not, he had half a mind to kill her on the spot.
But no, he shouldn't. If and when Kuro came back, she'd never forgive him for killing her little maid.
Even if she were a clumsy, dainty, confused and falsely confident maid.
"Kuro."
Corvus made a light noise between a growl and a scoff. If it was hard to keep from killing her before, it was now near impossible to not just reach over and snap her neck with one quick move of his hand.
"I... I don't know what I did, but I know for sure now." Hope muttered, seeming just a bit sheepish. It was understandable, Hope should have felt bad for putting Violet through that, and he hoped that she felt every drop of guilt, "There's something seriously wrong with her."
"Well, I don't expect sudden and painful headaches to be anything normal." Corvus said, his tone somehow as angrily impassive as possible.
"No, it's not just that…" Hope muttered, looking for the right words, only to scowl at the lack of available options, "I don't know how to put it into words, but it's a feeling that I knew well. I'm just saying, we need to be careful."
"Duly noted." Corvus nearly spat, the two sharing a look of spite, before Violet walked back in.
She had hefted a rather heavy-looking duffle bag, one of the many things that the clothing store had managed to sneak into her purchase bag.
How and why, Violet never knew. But being how things were at the moment, she wasn't about to complain.
She walked in, standing there at a complete lost for a good few minutes, "...So…Umm...Did I miss something?"
"Nothing important, I can assure you of that, my lady." Corvus insisted, bowing before moving to pick up her bag, lifting it as if it were the lightest thing on earth, "Is this all you plan to bring? The trip there will take most of the day."
"This is all I need." Violet insisted, going through her mental checklist, before snapping her fingers, "Oh, I almost forgot! when we get there, I need to get a notebook, and a pen or three."
"That can be done." Corvus murmured, carrying her stuff out the door, "accidently" walking into Hope on the way out of the room.
To that, Violet looked between the two, confused, "...You two demons sure there isn't some sort of fight for dominance? Cause if that's it, I'd like a five second head start."
"I assure you, you're in no type of harm, and there is no hostility between us other than a mutual disagreement."
"If you say so." Violet said with a shrug, before going down the hall, following Corvus out, "If it's really nothing, let's get it going! I've never been in a carriage before, and maybe if I'm lucky, Corvus will let me drive!"
I can't help it, I have to say something.
So this awesome person out there, Mokki Takashi, drew me a cover for this fan fiction, and it's sooooooo nice! I get total "Ancient Magus Bride" feels from it, and I love that anime, so you can imagine how much more I love the cover! So, another quick thank you to Mokki!
どうも有難うございます!
Any who, I hope you guys enjoyed, drop a review if ya did, and I'll cya guys next time!
Till then, bai bai!