I don't own Dangan Ronpa.


Makoto opened his eyes.

He found himself at his podium in the courtroom. Aoi, Togami, Hagaskure and Kirigiri stood beside him with Monokuma and Enoshima sitting on their throne.

"Before we continue... Let me make a deal." Junko announced, the five of them immediately bring their attention to her.

"And that would be?" Togami accused.

"Hand Makoto over and I shall let the others free."

"Sure." Kirigiri answered and Makoto looked at her.

"Don't I get an opinion on this?" Makoto inquired, only to get no response from his friends.

"You have done your job."

The elevator doors then opened, Makoto watching as his classmates left.

"What do you want with me?" the luckster accused, only for Junko to laugh.

"We're going to be matyrs for the SHSL Despair." Makoto took a slight step back, only for Monokuma to grab onto him as the elevator doors closed. "Don't think of trying to escape!"

Monokuma then pulled him over to Enoshima, who was holding up a bridal gown and a tuxedo.

"So were going to be married?" Enoshima nodded and Makoto groaned.

"Yep! It's not going to be anything special of course." Enoshima made her puppy dog eyes and Makoto took the tuxedo. He frantically fitted the tuxedo on, as Enoshima did the same with the wedding gown.

"What are you planning?"

"You'll see."

After the duo got into their respective outfits, Monokuma pulled out a camera.

"Say cheese!" Monokuma announced, the two of them striking a pose.

The camera flashed and Monokuma looked at the picture.

Two corpses laid on the floor, a bullet through their head...