Prologue 0-2: Set it Off

The first thing I notice about the room beyond the boring white halls of what I presume is our living quarters is that they are strangely similar to a typical house. It is even made out of a dark brown wood, which I presume is placed over the same white matter from before. Everything about this spaceship does not make sense, but I have never been a man of science. All of my focus is on music and teaching others the true art of the platform.

Exploring this strange place, I see that it is sideways compared to the living quarters with three doors on that side. One of them is clearly the dorms, but I need to explore the other doors. I go to the door nearest to the dorms, which itself is the farthest to the left. All of the doors on two different walls all have different appearances. On the smaller walls, there is only one door for each but they are an exact replica of each other. My hand embraces the knob of the next door of pure gold and tries to open it. It is locked.

"...Do not tell me that this is what we unlock if we kill people."

No, I should not assume that this is another Killing Game quite yet. This can be a pretty complicated prank or a social experiment created by the Committee. There is no telling if this is a bad situation until people start dying. It is weird already that there is a fourth class of the second Hope's Peak, considering that the Committee usually waits for more time. Oh well, nothing is being resolved by just thinking about the situation, so I have to do something.

I rush to the other doors, trying them out. The other one on the side of the dorms is locked and almost blends in completely with the rest of the wooded setting. All of the three different doors yield the same results. Seems like that only the two matching doors and the dorms are open for now.

"Oh, another person!" somebody yells out right before I enter the room beyond one of the doors. When I look over, I see another girl enter from the dorm rooms. She is not the tallest person ever, being about the average height of a female her age, yet she is fairly muscular. Honestly, she would be a little threatening if she did not have a pure smile on her face. "Good to see that there's another girl here."

"...Hello, my name is Shiro Amari. Are you perhaps another Ultimate student? I happen to be the Ultimate Composer," I introduce myself.

"Wait! Are you not a girl? You look like one. Well, this is embarrassing," she laughs. "Gosh, I'm usually more observant than that. And you don't have to be so formal. We're all high schoolers here. Let's start over then...I'm Captain Asuka Takano, volleyball captain of Japan's Supernovas. Guess that's what made me the Ultimate Volleyball Player."

Asuka Takano

Ultimate Volleyball Player

She then starts checking me out. "But...you can call me whatever you want." Asuka then winks at me. I wonder what about me makes sports players attracted to me. Afterward, though, Asuka begins to laugh. "Okay, okay, even I didn't see how horrible that was going to be. But really, it's a pleasure to meet you! You seem really chill, we should talk more and maybe I'll show you an unforeseen trick or two."

Taking my turn at checking her out, I see that Asuka's eyes are blue and remind me much of the ocean. They are deep and beautiful. Asuka's dark brown, nearly black, curly hair is tied into a ponytail. Her hair is fairly long and nearly touches her rear. She has fair skin, which I assume is the result of her playing a lot of volleyball.

Her outfit screams athlete, and I feel embarrassed for not realizing that she is an athlete. Asuka has black and white Nike shoes accompanied by black socks that cover half of her calves. The shorts she has on are black, made out of what I assume is spandex, and has a small Hope's Peak symbol printed in white on the bottom right. Her shirt is a white jersey sweatshirt. From what I have seen of the back, which is not a lot, I believe that her last name is on it in black lettering. Though the most important thing is her number. If I remember correctly, it is seventeen. On the front, there is a volleyball printed in the same black ink on the left side of her chest.

The most important thing I notice though is that she wears a necklace of sterling silver around her neck. I cannot really make out the pattern from where I am at, yet I can tell that is very well made.

"Checking me out now too? That's sweet of you," she grins.

"...Anyway, we should really explore the rest of this spaceship. There is a chance that there is another Killing Game."

"Killing Game...? You gotta be kidding me..."

"...Wait, which class from Hope's Peak are you?" I ask her. Maybe Mei is a special case and this student is from a class that is before the number four. She does look older than Mei, yet Mei might look young for her age. For all I know, Asuka might look old for her age. It is not good to jump to conclusions before gathering all the evidence.

"The fourth? Why?" she answers. I do not believe that neither Mei or Asuka are lying, so there has to be something more going on here.

"I am from the first."

"That's cool! So you're my senior," Asuka responds.

"Anyway, we should begin searching this place. There might be other students in here as well. One of them might know what is going on." Since neither Mei or Asuka do not seem to know how we got into a spaceship, it would be good to have more information. Though I highly doubt the person that knows the most will give out information willingly. Especially if this is the worse case scenario.

"I can take the door to the right, while you search the left," Asuka says. "Once we finish exploring the place, we can meet back here."

"Wait, I remember that Monokuma wants everybody to meet at the gym," I remind myself. "I remember that it is through this door, halfway down the corridor, and then to the left."

"Got that. Trust me, I know what I'm doing." The next thing I know, Asuka is leaving through the other door, leaving me alone once again. Time to do what I was doing before, moving forward onto this impossible path that my life is forcing me to walk on.

"Why does this always happen?" Knowing that I should be the mature person in this situation since I am probably surrounded by people younger than I am, I take a deep breath and take all worrying thoughts out of my mind.

Yeah, this prologue (with a small chapter for every character) is very different from Forest of Despair's. They may be sister series but fairly different. FoD is a hard mature, while this is teen for example. (but that's probably because Shiro doesn't cuss like Akita)

This is taking longer than usual because I'm busy with college and work. Yep. Blame psychology tests that I still hardly pass even though I study hard. Totally not bitter that things that we didn't go over were on the test. Not at all...wait, aren't tests supposed to study your knowledge about what they actually teach you?

If I don't get your character right, please tell me. I'm still getting used to these characters so mistakes are bound to happen. :)

Anyway, enough venting, time for reviews~

RubyLeo-I loved Pharaoh but I just couldn't find a spot for Pharaoh in the story. There was no deadline, the other people on this account were getting triggered by all the emails. XD Okay, that's not the only reason, but, yeah. Thanks. :)

YellowtheWriter-Thanks. :D Yes, slowly drown into the despair of being in despair in an overly complicated spaceship. I will tear your theories apart once again. SSSSPPPPPPPPAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

VioElcina-Yeah. :) Thanks.

AnonChan1-Heya. Your OC would be a little too OP in space. I felt like they would predict everything pretty early. :( It is okay. :D

TheUnkindledHunter-Yep, your boy. :D Thanks. It took a little time but it wasn't too long. I don't think Nagito would be scared by a gun. I think he would love that. XD

KananMari-Natsuki is too adorable. :3 And I'm biased. That's good to hear. Thanks. :D

Harukawa Ayame-Mizore is here. :) Naoko is in Forest of Despair wishing she could escape from Takayuki and be here instead. Yep, that is what Akita said, but this is after they have started the Killing Game there so she wouldn't know. You guys are gonna hate me for this story too. Thanks. SSPPPPPPPPPPPAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~

BlueTanaka-I know your pain.

tobi-is-an-artist-too-Yep, she is. :) Oh, I will. FoD fans are suffering right now. Thanks. :D

TheRoseShadow21-Ayamu is amazing. :S No problem. Yep, I will always play with that idea. *evilly laughing*

liammarklh88-Sorry. Thank you.

ThePocketwatch Ripper-Don't worry, I still liked your character. Thanks. College is suffering.

SqualinaTralala-No problem. :D Yes, all of these submissions are serious. All I will say is that interesting things will happen. Thanks. FoD loves the love because ddddeeessssppppaaaaiiiiirrrrrrrr.

Scissor-Snipper-Every character is gonna suffer. I'm kinda known for that. That's good to hear. :)

Notadeadguy-Yes. *evilly laughing* Here's the volleyball player.

KaoruAdachi-Pure chaos since they are in space and there are full moons everywhere. Thanks. :)

1Glimmershine-It is okay. :) I mean, I don't really do reviews that much so being late isn't that bad. That's good to hear. I'm not doing the pure chaos of FoD ever again. I've learned my mistake. XD

Kukasabe Swift-It is okay. I mean, it won't happen for a couple more years, but I'm planning for a sequel for both of these stories. But that won't happen for years. Or how long it is gonna take to write this. Thanks. Things are gonna be interesting.