Howdy, howdy folks! It is I, Captain Dallas, here another update in Danganronpa: The Bunker of Despair! I am just pumping these things out, hot damn! Y'all are such wonderful people, giving me encouragement and such! So this chapter is the first ever class trial! This is one of a few parts, which will be out in at least a couple days. If you don't like the way I wrote the trial, then please, give me criticisms, this is only my first trial after all! Tell me what you, the reader, would like to see! I will try my best to make this story as awesome for you guys as I can! I swear! Shout out to ArcanaDZ and Nh1xxs, who are both just adorable AF, and to SongBirds-Lullaby, who is just insanley awesome and sweet! Now, without further ado, onto the trial!

"Welcome one and all to the very first, extra spectacular class trial!" Monokuma shouted. We gazed up at the bear, on his high tower, looming over the circle of stands in front of us. His eye gleamed, and his smile as synthetic as ever. The room was elegant; wooden walls, red drapes hanging from the lighted ceiling, green plush carpet. For one or all of us, this would be our final stand.

"This is bizarro," Kuma whispered.

"This is like my house," Nokia said, someone scoffs in response.

I count the trial stands. Twenty-four exactly. On one of them stands a sign with Rinka's face on it. There's a large, ugly 'X' crossing the picture, making my stomach churn. Slowly, we made our way to the stands, finding our respective ones. Mine was right next to Rinka's.

"Alright Monokuma, let's get things moving," Shig shouts. "The faster we go, the faster we'll get done,"

The bear giggles. "Alrighty, Mr. Nakamura. Let's start by going over the premise of the trial," The lock picker groans and rests his head on the stand. "Using the evidence you kiddies found, you will conduct debates on who you think killed Miss Morita. When a conclusion is reached, everyone will vote on who ya think the blackened is. If the majority of you guess the right person, then only that person will be executed! But if the majority of ya guess wrong, everybody but the blackened will be punished, and the blackened is free to go, plus the bonus of getting their greatest desire! Sounds fun, right?"

"Um, no, zat sounds awful," Shouko yelled. "How is it fair zat ve all die if some of us guess vong?"

"It's not, so you better hope none of ya guess wrong!" Monokuma giggled. "No more questions. Start the trial!"

We all stood awkwardly, waiting for someone to speak up.

"I feel we should first address the murder weapon," Matsu said, the smirk on her face was unmistakable. "Based on the shape and size of the wound, I believe that the weapon used was an axe,"

"And how do you know that, missy?" Katsuko asked.

Matsu paled. "B-because, I looked at the wound. It had a distinct wedge shape. Not only that, but a bloody axe was found in the kitchen, where I suspect the murder actually took place,"

The runned scoffed. "You sure do know a lot about this sort of thing. Maybe you know so much because you're the one who actually killed her!"

The writer was beginning to look nervous. "I...n-no, shut up!"

"Katsuko, it's too early to start suspecting people," I spoke up. "Maybe just wait until there's more evidence on the table," The runner nodded sharply, but her icy gaze was still glued on Matsu.

"So the murder weapon was an axe," Taiyo said. "Great, now where exactly was she killed? I heard Matsu say in the kitchen? How do you know?"

"The towels," I blurted. "Kitchen towels were in the washing machine with her,"

"Okay, so?" Taiyo said.

"When I investigated the kitchen with Zania, Jungo, Casper, and Shig, Casper found a note written by Rinka," I pulled it out of my pocket and held it up. "The axe was also found in the pantry, and a pill on the ground that Rinka was taking,"

"Wait, p-pill?" Nokia asked. "What sort of pill?"

"An antidepressant," Shuya said.

"Why would Rinka t-take antidepressants?" The yakuza said.

"Probably because she was depressed," Kai said. "Just saying,"

"We'll get into the pills later. Right now we need to confirm that the kitchen was the place of murder," I said.

"Sounds good to me," Saburo said. "But there was no blood anywhere, no sign of struggle,"

"The killer obviously cleaned up," Harper said. "Made their tracks disappear,"

"Do not do the magician jokes," Yoko groaned. "Just, do not," Harper made a face but stayed silent.

"Plus, I saw Rinka heading for the kitchen last night," Kyotaro said. "I didn't ask why, though," He looked at the ground sadly.

Suddenly, a thought dawned on me. "She was getting a cup of tea," I whispered.

"What?" Matsu asked, eyebrows knit in confusion.

"I can't believe I forgot this. Rinka helped me to my room last night when I was...drunk. Right before she left, she…" I paused. "...told me she was going to get a cup of tea,"

"And you somehow forgot to mention this until now?" Jungo asked. "That's really convenient, thanks, Matsuda,"

"What is your problem, dude?" I asked. He didn't answer.

"Calm down Matsuda. Everybody's on edge today," Zania said.

"No, I wanna know why Jungo keeps giving me a hard time," I said.

The opera singer was silent, staring down at his feet. I sighed.

"May ve continue, or do boys vant some time to talk zings out, maybe hug it a little?" Shouko said sarcastically. I nodded briefly, never taking my eyes off Jungo.

"Okay, so she was killed in the kitchen with an axe. What's next?" Keisuke asked.

"Cause of death?" Nokia suggested.

Katsuko scoffed. "I think the cause of death is pretty obvious," She dragged a finger across her neck.

"Actually she bled to death from the wound on her hip first," Matsu said matter-of-factly.

The runner growled. "There you go again! How do you know that?"

"C-c-could…" She trailed off. "C-could you stop being such a fucking bitch and just shut up?!"

Katsuko's mouth dropped open, but she quickly shut it and mumbled something under her breath.

"Now, if you'll listen to me, you'll know how I know how she actually died," Matsu said with a deep breath. Nobody said anything, and the writer nodded. "Alright, based on the depth of the hip wound, the axe penetrated a major vein, which made her bleed out faster-"

"But what about her head being cut off?" Shig shouted.

"Her head was cut at two different times," I said. "The killer wasn't strong enough to cut her head off in just one swing,"

"Exactly. Sure the head wound helped kill her faster, but it was the hip wound that got to her first,"

"So...was she already dead when her head came fully off?" Sawako asked shakily.

Matsu nodded. I couldn't help but sigh a little in relief.

"So the killer was weak," Quattro said. "How weak are we talking?"

"Well…" Matsu scrunched her eyebrows together, I could literally see the wheels turning in her head. "They wouldn't be able to chop a log in half, that's for sure,"

A few people shifted uneasily, while others looked relieved. "So that would mean Shuya, Cinque, Kuma, and Taiyo are innocent," Akira said. He glanced over at the people he mentioned, then at me and Matsu. I gave him a nod of confirmation.

"So, what about the rest of us?" Naomi asked, picking at her gauge. Nasty.

"We'll figure that out as we review more clues," Shuya said. "But firstly, does everyone have alibis?"

"I was asleep," Yoko and Taiyo said at the same time. They glanced at each other and looked away. I couldn't help but smirk.

"I was still sick," Zania said. "Saburo would pop in and out a few times to check on me," The butler nodded.

"I was hungover," Jungo said.

"So was I," I said. I thought back to the scolding Rinka had given me last night, and made a mental note to never drink again.

I was helping Harper, Quattro, Cinque, and Shig shut down MechAkira 2," Shuya said.

Keisuke laughed. "And I was watching. That was the funniest shit I've ever seen,"

"To you, it might've been," Quattro scowled. "I almost died,"

Sawako cleared her throat. "Um, please keep in mind where we are, and why we're here," The hacker nodded guilty, and the room briefly went silent.

"So the rest of you were asleep in your own rooms I assume?" I said. A few people nodded.

"I was with Shouko while she built another MechAkira," Katsuko said lazily.

"Okay, so…" Matsu counted everyone without an alibi. "...eleven, but Kuma is too strong to have killed Rinka, so that would mean ten of us are suspects,"

"Damn, that was narrowed down quickly," Kai said in awe.

Naomi slowly raised her hand. "I would just like to clarify...I passed out last night while I was stuffing baby dolls full of ash and dirt, so I may or may not have been possessed by the ghost of my vengeful dad, so…"

Everyone went silent as Naomi played with her aviator goggles. "Could you passing out have been from lack of s-sleep?" Naomi asked.

The luckster shrugged. "That could've been it...I haven't slept since…" She counted on her fingers. "...I lost count of days…but there's a very good chance that the first one is true…"

"Oooooookay…" Kyotaro said. "Moving on…"

"Hold on, that reminds me," I said. "How many people here take antidepressants?" Nearly everyone raised their hands. "What kind,"

I heard everyone say different kinds, but then someone say exactly what I wanted to hear. "Wait, who said Paxil?" I said. Jungo rose his hand.

Matsu rose an eyebrow and her yellow eyes met mine. "Jungo...where were you last night?" She asked.

"Are you kidding?" He said. "Really?"

"Jungo, you're the only one that takes Paxil, which was the pill that was found where the murder took place, and you don't have an alibi either," I said.

"Matsuda, could you just shut the fuck up?" Jungo yelled. His face was beginning to turn red.

"Jungo...calm down," Casper said quietly.

"Everybody j-just be quiet please," The opera singer pleaded.

Matsu's face seemed to brighten a little. "Jungo, care to explain?"

Casper was shaking her head. "Jungo, n-no, please just tell them-"

"I killed her!" He screamed. "I killed her and I don't know why!"

Fuck. Oh, and sorry that this one was so short! There will be multiple short trial chapters, so please be prepared for rapid fire updates (if I have the time)!