Chapter 1: The Endless Nightlife of Despair Part 1.5 (Faustian Bargain)

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...Oh hello again. It's been a while since we talked liked this hasn't it? Don't remember me? Well I guess it can't be helped; Narrator's usually tend to be forgotten after all. It's fine, don't worry about it though, I'm not trying to talk about myself. You're here to watch the events of this game unfold. I'm unimportant to the plot, so please, ignore me.

But before we continue our story ladies and gentlemen, I want to shed some light on our Protagonist. I'm sure you are all aware that he's far from the heroes you've seen from previous games. Still, not every person can be perfect, and even if there are some winners here; there will always be some sore losers. And so his story must be told.

Now let's rewind the clock a little bit, before this whole fiasco happened. A time where light still shines in the skies of Shibuya, and the streets were bustling with the ever clashing populace.

Let's go back, To Kuroshiro before this whole disaster happened.

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...Udagawa Mural (past)…

He was here again, just as he was here yesterday, and the day before that. It was kind of his thing to come down here and admire the Huge Mural that encompassed the back streets of this town. While to others it was a clear act of vandalism on the wall, but to him it was something much more than that. Something these ignorant social moths would never understand. At least, that was how he saw it.

This is Kuroshiro Yoshimura, a young man with little to no interest in anything. An antisocial, moody, punk who preferred to stay away from the Huge crowds that crawled around the city like mindless ants to the hill. Still he had his values, not the worlds, and he was happy that way.

Sadly it seems his peaceful alone time would be interrupted, when he felt a tap from behind him. Turning around, he comes in eye contact with a familiar set of shades.

"What do you want Shades?" The boy asks, clearly irritated by the walking Statue's appearance.

The statue's response was to pull off his hat and pull out a sheet of paper, Kuroshiro picks it up and reads it out loud "I decided to work around a different area since Hewitt and the others were performing on my usual spot. I didn't expect to find you here though, How's it going? :D"

Kuroshiro gave a look of disgust. "Shitty, now that you're here ya mute."

Yukata pulled out another note, the only thinkg on it was a picture of a frown. ( D: )

"Were you honestly expecting a different greeting from me?" Kuroshiro crossed his arms. "You're rather persistent, if you're willing to go so far to talk to me. Most people would blow me off by now."

Yukata pulled out another note. "Well, you're not as rowdy as most people I know. Those guys are my family and all but you're an antisocial butterfly like me. Plus you are a wonderful painter Kuroshiro and I don't want to lose my best body painter just because he's rude."

Kuroshiro stared at the paper for a moment before tossing it and scratching the back of his head.

"... Shut up Asshole…" he muttered, "You pay me which is why I even bother to help…"

Yukata had a small smile hidden under his face. While he knew Kuroshiro wasn't exactly the nicest of people, he knew somewhere in there, was someone with a good heart.

Sadly if Kuroshiro could hear his business partners thoughts, he would disagree in a heartbeat. He could never understand these types of emotions after all, they were meaningless to him. Things like Camaraderie and friendship were alien to him.

In fact, if the moment came down to it, he would definitely abandon his Business Partner in his time of need. That was his nature after all, always has been. Still "Shades" still has his uses, so he can tolerate him for now at least. Not that he would ever tell him of course.

Yukata suddenly pulled out another note. "Also something really cool happened today! Apparently some Scouts from Hope's Peak were checking out me aond Hewitt's performances the other day and we might be eligible to enroll! Isn't that great!? :D"

Kuroshiro raised a brow, a gleam of suspicion hidden in his eyes. "Hope's Peak? You mean that Boarding house for the privileged brats?"

Yukata made a visible frown before pulling out another note. "Oh come on man, it's not that uptight, I heard that success is absolutely guaranteed in this school. Who could pass that up!"

"Me." Kuroshiro bluntly responded. "I could be a successful billionaire even without riding that school's coattails."

"You sure?" Yukata pulled out another note from his hat, his face full of concern. "From what I heard, your mom is just working 3 jobs just to get you into community college. It's even harder considering, you apparently quit school."

Kuroshiro looked at the note Yukata just pulled, and right then and there, immediately ripped it to shreds. "Not. My. Problem." He coldly responded; clearly irritated by his Business Partner's knowledge on his affairs.

Yukata looked at him disappointed, he opened his mouth to actually speak. "... Sorry… I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your issues… It's just I'm trying to show some concern for a friend…"

"And how many times do I have to say we aren't friends!?" Kuroshiro's anger was quickly beginning to rise. If there were things that could actually upset him, it was 3.

1. When people talk about his so-called mother

2. When people try to treat him as a friend

3. … Let's not talk about that for now. Kuroshiro is angry enough as it is, so let's not push it.

He hated when people tried to get involved with him, he preferred to remain distant after all, and it pissed him off that society seemed to disagree with his logic. Yukata was a fine example of that.

Yukata meanwhile was reeling back in fear, as his business partner was in his "Angry" mood. Kuroshiro was frightening when he was pissed off, and it was almost impossible to stop him when he was like this. Yukata was going to have to choose his next moves quickly, for fear of getting his glasses broke...again.

Sadly there was only one thing he can do for now. Pulling out a note, he gives a bow and quickly flees. The note floated in the Air briefly before flying into Kuroshiro's face.

"Terribly sorry for all the trouble. I didn't mean any ill will. Hope you can forgive me! -Yukata"

Kuroshiro pulled the paper from his face and blankly read its contents. He quickly crumpled the note before littering it onto the street. "Tch. And just as I was enjoying my Afternoon… Whatever."

Kuroshiro sighed before putting on his favorite headphones. Quickly turning on his favorite tunes, he left the Mural to go home.

He honestly could never understand why people like Yukata go to such lengths to befriend him. He was clearly disinterested by these so-called "social interactions" and they honestly served no purpose to him whatsoever. He didn't need anyone, and the world didn't need him. He felt nothing for the people around him, so why?

Why?...

Why?...

He didn't understand it.

No. He refuses to understand it.

Instead, he wishes there was some way he can finally break those ties once and for all. For everyone who tried to get close to him, to vanish from his sight. So that he can finally get the peace he always wished for.

Sadly, he never thought the world would be able to grab that wish. Never in a million years...

? (Present)...

"...Hey..."

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"...Hey...Hello…"

"WAKE UP ALREADY YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH!"

"AAAAAAAH!?" Our protagonist screams as he's abruptly awoken from my slumber when someone violently shook his poor body. He was practically a weightless ragdoll as he flailed around helplessly. Up and down, Up and Down, over and over; his mind began to fade away and his face contorted and turned a light shade of green.

"Alright! Alright! He's had enough! Put him down already! I don't need him puking all over my pad!" A familiar voice ordered, and just like that, the mysterious attacker ceased their shaking, and he was able to regain his composure.

"W-Where am I?" He sputters; trying his best to remember what just happened, recalling the events before he fell out of consciousness.

"... Oh right…" He put a palm to his face. Quickly he remembered the surreal situation he was in; The empty train, meeting with some incompetent peers, being told to kill said peers by an animatronic bear, hanging out with a Stalker, and finally taking a nap on the cold hard concrete. Yeesh, a lot happened in the last 8 hours, almost hard to believe it happened. Still hard to believe it ,in fact, but when he sees the black bracelet still on his wrist He knew it was far from fake. He was in a killing game, and that was reality.

"… Now that I think about it… where am I exactly?" He managed to mumble out. He was still dazed by his rude awakening so he was unaware of his current surroundings. "Unless I remembered anything differently, I was pretty sure I should be eating concrete about now… not sitting my ass down on some cold, hard…" He immediately look down and see that the so-called "floor" was actually some sort of tank housing some Robo-Sharks. Their eyes were red bolts that lit up, almost as if they were glaring right at into his very being. It sent shivers down his spine. As if, that wasn't bad enough the moment he got up, he quickly comes face to face with his violent attacker; a Mono-Reaper. It looked down at him; it's gaze even more terrifying than the sharks that swam below. It was almost ready to kill him at a moment's notice. Clearly shocked by this revelation, he ends up falling flat on his butt again, and quickly skidding backwards.

"Seriously? I just went through a conga line of surprises! I don't need to wake up and start that vicious cycle all over again, god damnit!" Kuroshiro spout back at the silent reaper. The poor boy has went through a lot these past few hours, and so he wasn't prepared to go through even more stressful situations.

"Stand down you idiot! You're scaring my oh-so important guest, so sit your ass down before I start pushing buttons!" A strangely cartoonish yet intimidating voice called out from behind him, and immediately the Reaper turned around and headed out of a nearby door. While he was relieved about his safety, he wasn't out of the woods yet. "Please excuse my pathetic excuse of an underling. It's like no matter what they do, they always find new ways to Fuck up!"

Kuroshiro's eyes widen; quickly realizing the owner of this voice, he turns around and sees the very same bear who was responsible for all his misfortunes from the previous night. He was sitting down on a large executive chair; sipping on some martinis.

"Greetings! Mr. Protagonist! Ya like my Crib!?" The bear quickly chugged down his drink and threw it at the nearby Bartender (who was also a Mono-Reaper in a bartender outfit). However this Bartender was quick and casually caught the glass before placing it down, pouring another glass, and quickly sliding it back to the bear in style. "Thanks Charles." The bear laughed, while the Reaper gave a quiet bow. "I'm waiting…" The stupid bear seemed to be expecting the boy to say something, his smug look said it all. However, he was clearly unamused by this Bear's antics. Kuroshiro was never one to remain surprised, his ability to keep his bearing was what always allowed him to think clearly in situations

He takes a good look around his surroundings; finally taking the full scenery of the room. He notices that he was in sort of luxurious man cave; complete with a bar, a fancy media center, a shark tank for a floor, and the very centerpiece of it all was the large desk surrounded by monitors. The monitors showed various parts of what seemed to be Shibuya.

"Were those thing connected to the Traffic Cams? …" He thought out loud. He tried to take a peek behind the bear to see what areas Monokuma was monitoring, but the bear wasn't going to make things that easy.

"Hello? Earth to Hero! Can you hear me!?" The bear didn't seem to appreciate the fact that it was being ignored. "Gosh, you're almost as inanimate as my minions."

"... What do you want." He bluntly asks. After surveying his surroundings, he came to the conclusion that the bear dragged him down to his Den. His thoughts weren't of fear though, sure he was surprised but that was only because his arrival here was unexpected. What he was really thinking was Why he was even here in the first place. That was the real thing to worry about.

"Straight to the point huh?" the bear gave a disappointed growl. "No "Hello?" Not a "Hey How's it going Overlord Monokuma?" or "HOLY SHIT!? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" and start screaming like a girl!" It began to spit complaints at Kuroshiro's calm demeanor. "I mean come on! Don't you wanna scream in fear or something!? It's BORING!"

Kuroshiro, who was clearly unamused, raise his arms up with little enthusiasm . "Oh no! A teddy bear kidnapped me! Aaaaaahh!" He sarcastically panicked, hoping that his poor act would get the bear to talk. "There, now can we go straight to the point and tell me why you dragged me here?"

The bear looked down on the ground, and sighed again; taking another sip of it's drink before looking back at him "You really are the devoid of emotions you know that?" The bear glared at Kuroshiro, a threatening tone was hidden inside it's sugar coated words. "The way you talk to others like they mean nothing to you, how you always plan 2 steps ahead whenever you do something, the way you manipulated that poor little girl into doing what you wanted…" The bears red eye glowed and it's lips curled into a wide smile. "You were everything I expected…"

"Come again?" Kuroshiro glared at the bear, trying to figure out what exactly this bear's motives. "You read some file on me or something?"

"As a matter of fact, yes!" The bear gleefully pulled a huge set of files from absolutely nowhere. "Hope's Peak, keeps quite a bit of records on their students ya know? It came in handy when I had to choose who was going to be in this little game I made!"

The bear tossed Kuroshiro, one of the files; he took a quick peek at the title and realized it belonged to that Red Headed Cheerleader. Curious, Kuroshiro decides to take a quick peek inside.

Ayumi Amori: Ultimate Cheerleader

Name: Ayumi Amori

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual (Possibly Bi-Sexual)

Talent: Ultimate Cheerleader

Race: Asian

Nationality: Japanese

Age: 16

Height: 5'7

Weight: 113 lbs

Family: Mother and Father (Relationship possibly strained), Grandfather (Deceased)

Likes: Sweets, rom-coms, and the beach.

Dislikes: Boats, grass seeds, and salty foods.

Fear: Cynophobia

The Thing they Value Most: Her Cheerleading Squadron

Kuroshiro reassessed the notes that he was given. These were pretty short data files, nothing too serious and the majority of the information was vague or scribbled over with heavy ink. The only other things he could remotely read off of this paper was some apparent criminal records on shoplifting, and some medical documents. Other than that it was just pictures of the Cheerleader at school with her team, and other junk like that.

"Didn't know Redhead had bulimia at one point…" Kuroshiro mumbled as he was reading. He was impressed that this bear had some private information about them, but at the same time he was irritated at the fact that the bear possibly had his file as well. "Hey what's this thing about what they value most?" He asks the bear, clearly perplexed by this specific piece of information.

"Oh that?" Monokuma gave off a dismissive wave. "Some of this information was taken from a separate interview you guys had. It was basically some small stuff about how the school was going to make things more comfortable for you morons." The bear snapped it's metaphorical fingers, and from the door came a new, much shorter, Mono-Reaper. The Reaper was carrying a rather hefty large box; placing near the desk of his little tyrannical master. "I thought it would make an amazing motive if I happened to take whatever they treasured deeply in their hearts, and bribed them with it. But when I actually got a majority of what they valued, I realized it wasn't exactly the best of my plans."

Monokuma opened the box and pulled out a bunch of random items: A saxophone, snowboard, sewing kit, cat ear headphones, and a pair of shades. Kuroshiro looks at some of the items curiously. "So you ended up stealing knick-knacks, to see if anyone would kill for it?" Kuroshiro chuckled. "Wow. Now that's Hilarious."

"Shut up!" Monokuma retorted, clearly annoyed . "So what If I didn't think things through with some of my motives. Big Deal! I ended up grabbing a few "things" to make up for it."

Monokuma grabbed another nearby drink and chugged it. "The problem is… I'm not entirely sure if they could work, after all these files aren't exactly "accurate" as Hope's Peak leads us to believe."

Monokuma took the file from Kuroshiro's hand and flipped through it. "A majority of this information is practical, basic stuff you could learn from any nobody you come across and all the good bits were censored off and erased before I had a chance to decrypt it from the network. It makes things a bit "difficult" for my game to run smoothly. After all, how am I supposed to exploit their weaknesses when I barely have any weaknesses to work with!" The bear unsheathed it's claws as it suddenly threw her files into the air, and slashing them into tiny bits of confetti. "I went through a lot of trouble to grab things important to you bastards! Family! Friends! All this stupid Junk! But I'm hesitant to use this crap because I have Fucking Second Thoughts and these stupid notes are vague as shit! What if they don't give a shit about their parents!? What if I just captured some random acquaintance!? Will they even kill someone for a pair of sunglasses!? It pisses me the HELL OFF !" The bear huffed a little bit after it's rant. It clearly wasn't happy that their might be a chance his little project fails due to some mishaps

"So… what does this have to do with me?" Kuroshiro asks, he was still trying to read Monokuma's actions; his little rant didn't help in finding any clues. Monokuma merely chuckled at his question.

"Upupupupupupupupu… What does this have to do with you? Ohohohoho… My Fellow Protagonist… This has everything to do with you…" The bear turned his chair around to face the monitors. "You know, at first I was planning to torture my other "guests" to see if I could get more information about you all… but then an absolutely brilliant idea hit me." The bear quickly turned the chair to look at the boy, his red eye gleaming with bloody excitement. It was carrying a specific file in it's hand; Kuroshiro's File.

"What if I, by some chance, happen to come across someone as interesting as you ...One who has no values, no real loved ones, or actual friends...Someone whose a collected thinker who knows what he's doing... a manipulative bastard, that can play with people's hearts whenever he wanted?" Monokuma grabbed another glass of champagne and instead of drinking it, he looks through the glass to see a magnified version of Kuroshiro's face. "What if… I somehow managed to convince this charismatic bastard to play for my team? Would the Killing game run smoother then? What do you think Mr. Protagonist?"

Kuroshiro glared at Monokuma menacingly. "Oh. I get it." He immediately began to flip off the bear. "Sorry ya Saw Movie Reject, but I'm not exactly interested in becoming your pawn."

Monokuma decided to return Kuroshiro's "kind gesture" with his own; brandishing his claws at the boy. "Oh? And what perfectly good reason do you have to refuse my offer? I know for a fact that you don't give a single shit about any of those idiots."

Kuroshiro chuckled. "Simple. You don't actually offer much to the table. You kidnap me, turned Shibuya into some prison, and force the morons, including me, in some battle royale." He pulled his wrist to show the black bracelet to prove his point even further. "Basically what I'm trying to say is… I TRUST those idiots more than you. Understand?"

Monokuma couldn't help but growl, at Kuroshiro's reply. It was pretty obvious, that trying to get this guy to join would be no cake walk, but it was still annoying either way. Still, the bear had to admit, that kid's got some balls for dissing him like this.

The bear moved his paws near a remote controller on the desk. One push of a button and the Mono-Reapers could kill him here and now, but no, the bear wasn't That Cruel. Besides, he already had an idea on how to lure this little cat to his cage. Immediately, Monokuma opened up Kuroshiro's file and flipped through it at absurd speeds. Kuroshiro had a lot of dirt on him: Multiple Police files, pictures of his work, basic info, etc.. The bear stopped when he suddenly pulled a specific picture out of the whole pile.

It was just a simple photo of 2 kids hanging around a table. While they looked pretty happy in this scene, it was hard to describe exactly what was going on, due to how old and faded the photo really was. Despite the obscure image in the photo, a cold sweat dropped on Kuroshiro's face; his hands shook at the very sight of it. Kuroshiro clicked his tongue in frustration; he knew what that picture was,

"So Kuroshiro Yoshimura, have you ever met someone by the name of Tsukasa?" The bear spun the picture on it's paws. "He was a good kid, worked hard to try and come to Hope's Peak. Always trying to look out for others even when things were dark. You know, you had to color me surprised when I happened to find this photo when I was scouring Hope's Peaks Databanks. Hard to believe something as shallow as this survived; truly a miracle." The bear dropped an artificial tear. "Such a shame too… I mean he disappeared so suddenly, I bet YOU of all people were distraught when he up and vanished from existence, am I right?"

Monokuma chuckled. The bear was glad it happened to run into this info by chance, it would've made things much more difficult; especially in getting a pawn for his game. That laughter was cut short when all of a sudden, Kuroshiro lunged at the bear and held the toy by wherever it's neck was supposed to be. Kuroshiro's eyes were red with anger; he began to strangle the bear as it dangled from his hand.

"Where!? Where did you hear that name!?" Kuroshiro was boiling with rage , it was almost as if he was a completely different person. "Answer me you stupid bear!"

Remember when I said there were 3 things that pissed him off the most?

Well let's just say that you don't want to mention that name around him. It's easy for him to go in a frenzy when that happens.

The Mono-Reapers immediately, rushed at Kuroshiro, ready to slaughter him for the assault on their master. But to their surprise, Monokuma raised its arms to halt them. "You Idiots. Can't you see I have this situation under control?" The bear talked casually, unfazed by the fact that someone tried to choke him. But then again, Monokuma was a robot after all. It didn't need air to talk and breathe so Kuroshiro's actions were more futile to the bear than anyone else. The bear turned back to his assaulter.

"Listen here buddy, I get it. You don't trust cute little me, which is a real shame. It hurts my Feewings." The bear puffed it's cheeks to try and look innocent in front of the murderous boy in front of him. "But in all seriousness, I'm here to cut a deal. So I would appreciate it if you followed along."

Kuroshiro just continued to stare down the bear. He looked like he wasn't even listening to a word he was saying, yet the bear stood its ground. "I'm going to make things as simple as possible for the both of us ok? I want information, You want information, see is that really hard to understand? I know that a bastard like you is looking for a certain someone, and I'm the only one who has that information get it? So if you refuse my offer, let's just say you won't be able to complete that mission Kid." Monokuma chuckled.

Kuroshiro's hold only continued to grow tighter and tighter, until he suddenly threw the bear across the room. Monokuma was quick though, and landed gracefully landed on the floor. It gave the boy a sarcastic slow clap. "Well it's nice to see we're finally on the same page Mr. Protagonist."

"You know I really don't think it's that hard to backstab someone, whether you know them or not, it's human nature to betray one another for their own personal gain. It doesn't matter how good of a friend you are, they will abandon you the moment you stop being useful. You of all people should know that, right Kuroshiro?" The bear straddled over to the bar and plopped down on a nearby seat. While it was waiting for the bartender to grab another round, it never took it's eyes off it's prey. "You don't trust anyone, but you have to admit. I'm more useful than those morons could ever be. Money, Power, Anything, I can provide you with anything you want. Just say the word, and I'll do it… for a price. All you gotta do is help me. Ok? It's not hard work, I just need more info on those bastards so I can truly pull them into the depths of despair. So I'll ask this again. Will you work for me?"

Kuroshiro was silent, he only stared at the bear while grinding his teeth. He was mad, piseed, angry, whatever emotions that convey hatred. It was one of the only emotions Kuroshiro could feel after all, he hated almost everything. But alas, this bear proved a point, he didn't see any value in his classmates. To him they were all just idiots just ready to crash and burn if pushed in the wrong direction. This bear definitely had much more to offer to him, despite his devilish nature. More importantly, he actually has information on him. Something he was never able to find before he got into this whole mess. Still it was a faustian bargain, and he knew he couldn't put his faith in a stuffed puppet like Monokuma.

He was caught between a rock and a hard place. At one hand, he had his pride to stop him from joining, but at the same time the lure that Monokuma had wasn't making anything easy.

What to do? What to do?

Kuroshiro was in deep thought for a whole minute. What should he do?

Five silent minutes passed and Monokuma simply stared at him. The bear was slowly getting irritated by the awkward silence so it finally decided to take action. "So do we have a deal or not?"

Kuroshiro looked at the bear for in silence. He gave a resigning sigh, as he finally answered.

"...Alright Monokuma. I'll do it. You want me to betray those assholes? Fine. You want me to steal their secrets? Fine. You want me to be a fool and help you with your twisted game? Fine… I'll be your damn clown."

Monokuma chuckled before reaching out his paw, Kuroshiro reaches back and they slowly but surely shake hands. "Upupupupu… So it's a deal then? Wonderful. I look forward to working with you… Traitor."

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Remember when I said this Killing game would be a whole lot different... yeah this is what I meant. Honestly I'm surprised no SYOC (as far as I know) hasn't put in a Traitor Protagonist, but I suppose it's like a HUGE Gamble if you somehow manage to pull that off. But Hey Might as well roll the dice am I right?

Anyway, now that that's out of the way it's time for everybody's favorite: FREE-TIME Events! YAYY! I set up a poll over on my profile so be sure to vote on who you think should hang with this asshole. I mean it's not like Kuroshiro is going to manipulate your character into giving away vital information for Motives. Nope. No Pressure there. But hey, to the Creators of the OC's in this, you can tell me if you have any ideas for Free-time events. I wanna make sure they're at least accurate so it'll help me out if you do.

Anyway, I hope enjoyed this little Plot Twist, See ya guys later!