Hey guys - here's chapter 2. Like I said in chapter one this is essentially a continuation of the prologue of the story, though after this chapter the story will jump ahead to the end of V3, with everything taking place in V3 being canon in this story. I made a few changes like Shuichi and Kaede not waking up together and entering the gym at the same time, though that change was necessary for the story. Enjoy!
Chapter 2 - Time passes, the game begins
Much time passed. The girls actions to the boy escalated to coincide with her growing frustrations. Beatings from her were more common as of late, but she always made sure to humiliate him with more creatively cruel methods each time he had the misfortune of running into her on one of her bad days (which were becoming more frequent).
His other classmates ostracized him on account of his poor social skills, and as more and more time passed, and as he endured more and more, his feelings of worthlessness amplified until they reached a fever pitch.
He couldn't take anymore - he couldn't go to school - she was there - he couldn't take the pitying looks and the questionings of 'what's wrong?' from his parents. For as low as he felt, pity was the last thing he wanted. Pity only reminded him of how pathetic he was. Of how worthless he was. His parents were busy people who actually contributed to society - how dare a waste of life like him burden them with his pathetic problems.
His classmates didn't care - "man up" they'd say - even the teachers who saw (though she was usually careful enough to make sure they didn't).
He had decided.
For once he'd have power. Power over his own life. To use his life in the way he wanted and to not have someone else use it as their plaything. If he remained alive, then all through his life he would be hurt and taken advantage of by people just like her - him never strong enough to attempt to stop them. He didn't want to suffer even one more day of it.
Eyes half-lidded, he scrolled through websites with more conceivable ways to die than he could count. If he was going to do this, it had to be something that people remembered. Something that would let them know that someone was there, if even for the briefest of moments.
And that is when he found it.
Danganronpa.
And he began to feel something new.
Even when his parents suddenly died in a car accident, he felt numb.
Because at this point his life was not his own. It belonged to Danganronpa. As each day passed it nurtured his new feelings.
He ended up having to transfer schools in order to move in with his uncle - his new guardian.
He smiled bitterly at the fact that all it took to be away from her was the loss of the only people who truly cared for him, and who he in turn had truly cared for - shouldering his problems alone in fear that if he bothered and burdened them, he would be left with no one who cared for him.
All he had left as proof they had once been in his life was the precious hat they had given him, still resting on its rightful place. He had found it more prudent than ever to use it to hide his face from the world.
With Danganronpa's influence, the way he viewed others and the world started to warp.
His uncle however, attempted on many occasions to connect with the boy, but after many failures he gave the boy what he wanted. He left him be. To sink deeper like he desired.
He sat alone in his room. His uncle was still at work. Since taking him on he assumed that his uncle had to work longer hours to provide for them both. His eyes were looking more and more tired each day - each smile more strained.
He tightened his grip on the sign up forms for the newest season of Danganronpa - season 53.
He felt more like a waste of space. These feelings fed into his obsession. He felt delighted. He felt...despair.
The girl scrolled through the search results - her stomach groaning loudly. She had reached her breaking point. She had no release for her feelings. Her release was gone - it had been years since he left. No one could take his place - he was truly the most pathetic person she had ever met. Her father's demands and punishments became more and more strict - punishment's being anything from physical, mental, or on bad days (most days) both. It seemed the older she got the more he would punish her for simply looking like her mother - something he found unforgivable. She couldn't take it anymore. She had seen how monstrous people could be. She scoffed at the fact that she used to believe in naive concepts like 'good people'. Though she supposed that she hasn't been one of those either. 'Quick and easy suicide' she had searched.
One of the results caught her eye.
'Suicide on recent episode Danganronpa season 52 deemed to be the quickest and easiest death in the show's history.'
'Danganronpa'. She had heard her classmates talk about it many times - as well as a few times in passing from random conversations she overheard on her way home.
Interest slightly piqued in hopes the article would contain inspiration for the answer she sought, she clicked on it.
Her application to the 53rd season sat on her lap, almost completely filled in. She had gone to great lengths to keep this from her father.
'I will survive this game and win the prize money. I will be someone who uses. Never someone who is used. And I will finally get away from him.'
She had been ready to die, and while that hadn't fully changed, she was willing to use her life for this gamble. For this chance. This newfound goal gave her purpose. She felt...hope.
He had attended the audition - his uncle being none the wiser. His anticipation to know if he was accepted was palpable. He wanted to be accepted with every fibre of his being. This was the perfect chance - the perfect opportunity to end it all while leaving his mark on the world.
Time passed excruciatingly slowly. Days turned into weeks and still no reply. He would have given up hope, but he had already discarded that. Now his life was just waiting and waiting and waiting. They had to choose him - they just had to. He was perfect for the show - he spent almost all of his time dedicated to watching Danganronpa and thinking up all different kinds of scenarios for him to act out if he gets chosen.
And eventually, his patience paid off.
He had no idea what was going on. He was on his way home from school, walking the same way he would walk everyday, when something extremely different occurred. Out of nowhere he was dragged into a car by two men, and the last thing he could remember before waking up in a locker was a stinging sensation in his neck.
After exploring his surroundings unsure and alone, he eventually made his way to what appeared to be a gym. Inside he noticed similarly confused students. One boy with a beard and a bad attitude started profanely yelling at what appeared to be a collection of stuffed animals.
Hold on - one moved. Animatronics he assumed. Though they certainly looked familiar...
...could it be? The boy's felt numb with excitement. It seemed that no one else had caught on.
However everyone's concerns were soon turned into cheers and celebrations once it was revealed that they were in fact chosen to participate in the 53rd season of Danganronpa.
He was ecstatic.
He glanced around the room.
Someone new had arrived.
He hasn't noticed her.
A latecomer?
His gaze settled on her.
His smile vanished.
He looked like a puppet who's strings had been cut. Defeated and purposeless.
He started hyperventilating as he pulled his hat down further onto his face.
Why was she here why was she here why was she here why was she here why was she here why was she here why was she here why was she here why was she here why was she here
He could only think one thing.
Since she was here - she could kill him. He had finally escaped. Finally found a way to make his life his own and realised how he wanted to use it. But in the end, there was a very real chance that she would be the one to kill him.
He didn't escape.
In fact...
...now he was trapped.
Unless he kills her first.
V3 begins.
And with that the prologue is over. Next chapter will pick up after the ending of V3. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and look forward to the next one. Thanks for the reviews, follows and favourites as always, and I'll catch you all next time. Peace out!