Morning Hope Academy's New Semester of Killing

by The Celestial Sky Dragon

Despair has spread across the world. While Class 78 sealed themselves inside Hope's Peak Academy, 40 others did the same in America. Now Morning Hope Academy has become the stage of the newest Killing Game. Jon and Mei will have to decide between Truth, Ideals, and Lies to save Morning Hope Academy's 24th Class. Will they succeed? Or will Despair Win Once More? [Partial SYOC Story]

7. Prologue: Finale

A/N:

Well here it is...the longest bastard I have written for Danganronpa in awhile. JEsus this fucker took forever to write, but here it is, the final chapter for Morning Hope Academy's New Semester of Killing. With this, I officially put the story on hiatus until further notice. I hope you are all ready for the wildest ride yet. 40 Characters in a the Ultimate Death Match yet. This is honestly one of my best works for this series, and I hope you are looking forward to it because I sure as hell am. Usually I would drabble on, but with all of the editing, this chapter is 74 pages long and I don't want you all to red useless crap. So I hope you enjoy it, let me know what you all think! Embrace Despair. Shoutouts to everyone who submitted a character, thank you all for being so generous and for putting their lives in my hands. I'll be gentle, I promise! See you all later!

Morning Hope Academy's

New Semester of Killing

Prologue to Despair

New Semester (Part 6)

(Jonathan's Side)

Jonathan honestly thought he was going to find a beautiful crystal lake at the end of the path. Instead what he found was nothing more than a grassy hill, that lead down to what looked like a lake bed. However, a large wall had blocked what would have been the lake. The area around the hill was lush and covered in trees, a few picnic tables being placed around the area. Jonathan spotted a few fire pits along with some grills that looked like they had seen better days. This area was where he got full conformation of there being a dome over the school. It was hard to dismiss, now that he saw the thick iron plating preventing him from moving forward. Veruca didn't seem at all happy to find this area of the lake completely blocked.

If one was quiet enough, they could hear the water lapping against the other side of the dome. It was as if it had been placed right over the entire school. It was meant to keep whoever was inside, inside. She had a burning question in her mind, who was it that was responsible for doing this? Why would they of all people kidnap high school students and bring them to a school. Finally, why would they seal them inside the school, board it up and then place a dome over them all? It was something that she was yearning to answer, but wasn't able too. There were far too many questions and not enough answers at the moment.

However, there was something that would prove to be a distraction for a few moments. A short violet haired boy was near the edge of the dome, standing by another young man. The first had dark violet hair, sticking out in various directions. He was wearing a long white jacket, with long sleeves, bearing an emblem of some sort on his shoulder. The jacket had various colored buttons on the front. He was wearing a checkerboard neckerchief around his neck, which covered most of his collar. He was wearing a matching pair of white slacks, along with black and white shoes.

The young man next to him looked to be human at first, though upon closer inspection, Jonathan realized he was actually a robot. He had silver colored hair, falling down his metallic face, a sharp ahoge sticking out of his head. He had a tall collar around his neck, displaying some green characters flashing oddly. His upper body had various pieces of metal, plates all screwed together, making it look almost like a shirt. The buttons were actually light bulbs, at least that's what Jonathan figured. His legs looked to be made out of more metal plates, small rivets holding each part together. His feet looked to be made out of iron, shaped to look like heavy work boots. He looked rather distraught, especially because of what the violet haired lad was doing.

"Heey, come on!"

"Don't come any closer, please!" the robotic boy said, trying to stay away from the violet haired boy.

"Come on, let me touch your body a little! I've never seen a real life robot before!"

"A robot?" Veruca said, having grabbed their attention. The robotic boy turned to her, a look of distress on his face.

"What? Are you also a robophobe? I have a recording function so if you make robophobic remarks, I will see you in court." he exclaimed, causing Jonathan to frown.

"I'm sure she isn't making comments like that, we just haven't seen a robot before. It's kinda shocking to be honest." Jonathan said, looking the robot over with an impressed look. He placed his hands at his hips, a proud smile on his face.

"Well then it's an honor to be the first robot you have met. I'll introduce myself, my name is K1-B0, but you can call me Kiibo instead. I am the Ultimate Robot."

"Hmm...I suppose it's a pleasure to meet you Kiibo. My name is Veruca LeGume, though I cannot say I'm impressed. What exactly can you do as the Ultimate Robot?" she asked, eyes narrowed a bit.

"Ah...well, I'm not exactly sure. I used to have various upgrades, but when I awoke in this school, I seem to be lacking them. Not only that, a part of my code seems to be missing as well. As if it was purged from my CPU." he said, a look of worry on his face.

"Well that isn't good...you aren't gonna go all Terminator on us, are you?"

"Of course not! I wasn't created to assassinate humans. Besides, something on the grand scale of Terminator is just not possible with the world's current technology. I happen to be the most advanced Robot ever created. My Artificial Intelligence is the most advanced in the world!" Kiibo said, grinning a bit.

"Heey! Are you gonna keep ignoring me? How come you get to introduce yourself first?" the other boy said, a look of annoyance on his face.

"No one was stopping you." Veruca mused, arms crossed as she stared at the boy. He gave a small chortle, placing his hands behind his head.

"I suppose that's true. Anyway, my name is Kokichi Ouma, the Ultimate Supreme Leader!"

"Eh...Ultimate Supreme Leader? You're a dictator?" Jonathan asked curiously.

"And just like that, my opinion of you drastically changes." Veruca added, backing away from the young man slightly.

"Hehe, it's perfectly fine. I'm not one to care about other people's opinions. By the way, I learned the hard way that the robot's breath smells like gasoline."

"What? That is a lie, I am powered by electricity! Not gasoline!"

"Nee-hee-hee! I'm just kidding!"

"Well it isn't funny." Kiibo said, clearly angry at the violet haired boy.

"Of course you don't find it funny. Robots don't have the capacity to feel human emotions. So you have no idea what humor is anyway" Kokichi replied, a small grin on his face. Kiibo growled angrily, pointing a finger at him.

"Do not mock me! I have read the entire history of stand-up comedy!" the robot shouted back. Jonathan sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I think you just watched a Stand-Up Routine. I mean, Kevin Hart is pretty funny, but I have no idea what the hell you've watched." Jonathan thought.

"Besides, I may look like a robot but I am a high school student just like you."

"You...in high school?" Veruca asked.

"I am curious about that as well." the Ultimate Songwriter said, earning a smile from the robot.

"Yes, I was created by Professor Idabashi, the leading authority in the field of robotics. He install in me a strong AI capable of learning at the same rate a human baby does. That's why when I was created, I was more like an infant. So I have gone through the same educational process everyone else has."

"That's pretty cool. Even though you are a robot, you don't know all of the answers, because you are practically like a human." Jonathan said, looking quite impressed.

"Nee-hee! I have a question, if you are like a human and say you can feel love, do you get a hard on? Do robots have dicks?"

"Oh my, why would you even ask that sort of question?" Veruca asked curiously.

"Don't stand there acting like you weren't curious. I'm sure you wanna know what speed setting it has." Kokichi said, earning a flush from the Nut Specialist.

"Speak to me that way again and I will turn your penis into peanut butter with my boot!"

"Well this is getting nowhere fast. I am confused, Kokichi how exactly are you a Supreme Leader?" the boy asked. Kokichi looked at him, a sly smirk on his face.

"You don't have to act you know, I'm sure you are already aware of who I am."

"The hell are you talking about? I have never met you. Just answer the question." the songwriter said, having become annoyed with him. He rolled his eyes, placing his hands behind his head once more.

"It's quite simple really. I'm the Supreme Leader of a secret evil organization!"

"Beg pardon? Secret evil organization? Have you gone mad?" Veruca asked, her eyes wide with shock.

"Hehe...I actually have over 10,000 members in my organization, if you were curious. Also sweetheart, it isn't about being mad. In order to live in a mad world, sometimes you just gotta embrace the madness."

"Yup...this one is definitely bonkers. Still, ten thousand members is a little worrying. And you can lead them all?" Jonathan asked.

"Who knows? I am a compulsive liar after all...everything I say could be a lie. Nee-hee-hee!"

"Yeah, sure whatever. Can you explain what's happening here? There's a sign over there that is pointing us to Mirror Lake. There is a lack of a lake here, despite there being signs of one." Veruca said, causing Kiibo to frown.

"I'm not exactly sure Miss Veruca. It seems to me like we are currently unable to leave the school grounds. I was able to pull up diagrams of this place and confirmed it to be Morning Hope Academy. I came here trying to see if I could find an exit, since the front door is locked tight. However, it seems like this plating is double stacked, steel plating riveted from both sides."

"I can hear the water lapping against it though...what if its rusting?" Jonathan asked curiously.

"If the steel is treated, rusting will not be an inhibiting factor. Ships were made of iron, and still are to this day. If the same primer is used on the outside of this dome, then it should hold up for years. I'm afraid to say, there is no way we can leave from here."

"Hey, what if you use your leg thrusters and blast through the glass?" Kokichi asked curiously.

"I don't have that function."

"Just like you don't have a dick."

"Kokichi, do try to be polite with your peers would you? I am already stressed out enough. I do not need you constantly speaking like that around me."

"Ooh...I think I struck a nerve there...hehehe...whatever floats your boat Nut Princess. I won't talk about the robot's lack of stacks around you."

"Alright okay...I had a question about this area, and it's been answered. There isn't much time before orientation starts, would you mind heading to the gymnasium? It's where everyone else is gathering."

"Of course Jonathan, I do hope we get along in the future." Kiibo said politely, as he made his way up the uphill path.

"Hey wait up Mr. Robot! Can you turn into a car?"

"Please leave me alone." Kiibo called out, speeding up as Kokichi followed after him. Veruca frowned as she watched them go, glancing back at the steel wall that rose behind them.

"Veruca? Are you alright?"

"Now why would you go and ask me that silly question?" the girl asked softly, glancing back at the boy.

"Because I can tell...I can tell that you are starting to get worried. Listen...I'm sure that Morning Hope is just...doing something new. You know how these schools are. If Hope's Peak Academy does something, the others fall in line. Maybe it's some sort of experiment with the students."

"The United States Government approved something like that then?" she asked curiously.

"Maybe? I'm not sure...I mean Obama is all for higher education. Better than Bush was at least. How do things run in England? Does the Queen have a say in anything?"

"For the most part, everything is taken care of by the Prime Minister. The Royal Family does have a say in what happens, but parliament takes care of it all. We aren't a monarchy anymore." she replied, starting back toward the courtyard.

"Yeah...but don't they still own Canada?"

"Canada is independent of the United Kingdom, however the Queen is the highest authority in Canada. Not only that, she is also the Queen of Australia, and 16 other countries. If you cracked open a history book, you might actually learn something." she said, giving him an amused smile.

"Eh...I'd rather learn from someone that comes there. More eye opening no? And besides, I'm at least not one of those guys that goes, ahaha...fuck you! America kicked your asses in the Revolution, go fuck yourself and screw your tea, or some shit like that."

"I do not know if I should feel insulted by that."

"Don't, it was an example, honest...do you have any questions about America? I could answer some if you'd like." he said, giving her a small smile.

"Hmm...alright then, how was Mount Rushmore created?"

"Huh? Okay that was a curve ball...I'm loathed to admit it, but I'm not sure. I think they used a laser?"

"A laser?"

"Yeah...I mean they used one on Richie Rich...you know when they're carving Mount Richmore?"

"I don't watch American movies."

"My ass...you at least have to have watched something. How about Edward Scissorhands?" he asked curiously. She sighed, glancing away from the boy.

"Okay fine, yes I have seen that one. I mean who hasn't, it's Johnny Depp. He's different in every movie he's in." she said.

"Tell me about it, he's played more characters in cinema than Tara Strong has voiced in cartoons." he said, shoving his hands in his jacket pocket as he walked.

"Ain't that the truth, I feel like Voice Actors are everywhere now. I can name at least seven characters voiced by Tara Strong."

"Same, Timmy Turner, Dill, Raven, Bubbles, Kimiko from Xiaolin Showdown, underrated show by the way. Twilight Sparkle, Jenny from Lollipop Chainsaw and the best of the best, Harley Quinn." Jonathan said, a smirk on his face.

"You are quite read up."

"Duh, I happened to have met Tara Strong once you know. It was during my time working with Fall Out Boy. She voiced the intro to the music video Miss Missing You. Trust me, total fangasm when I met her, she signed so many things for me too. Even the My Little Pony laptop case I own...which is missing, along with my computer." he admitted, his smile shifting to a frown.

"You know...I believe I am a little jealous of you. You have this charm about you that seems to carry you far...how many more famous people have you met?" Veruca asked, a look of genuine curiosity on her face.

"I met Selena Gomez once...total sweetheart, doesn't deserve to be with that cock meat Justin Bieber. I asked her on a date and she turned me down, my pride was hit right in the kokoro that day." he admitted.

"You can't very well ask her out on a date right out of the blue. Especially someone as famous as her. Who else have you met?"

"Ah...sorry but only one celebrity an hour my dear. Perhaps later I can share some more stories. One person I wish to meet though, definitely Leonardo DiCaprio. The dude is a total legend, he's made so many good movies and done so many wonderful things for our world. It's a shame he hasn't won an Oscar yet, he fucking deserves that shit, if not for Titanic then for Wolf on Wall Street, that movie kicks so much ass. Did you know that movie uses the word fuck 647 times?"

"O-oh?"

"Yeah...I was impressed, puts anything I've ever said to shame." he said with a laugh. Veruca was about to ask him a question, when they spotted another student, standing rather still peering at nothing.

She was a rather tall young woman, standing only an inch or two shorter than Jonathan. She had pale colored skin, and soft blue eyes. She was wearing a long sleeved white blouse, paired with a high waisted skirt. It was black in color, with six white buttons on the round, her blouse being neatly tucked inside. The skirt fell down to her knees, having a pleated design to it, along with a white stripe near the edge. She was wearing long white stockings, and black shoes. Her long blue hair cascaded down her back, falling down past her waist. She wore a thin pair of glasses on her face, which were reflecting some of the sunlight. Veruca sighed, deciding to greet the young woman. She stood in front of her, the girl not even blinking.

"Um, hello?"

"She's stock still...hang on, maybe we shouldn't stand directly in front of her." Jonathan said, walking off to the side.

"Why?"

"Last time I did that I got punched...I don't think a girl this cute could hit me. But I've been wrong before." he said, holding his hands before himself, rather defensively. Veruca said nothing, snapping her fingers before the girl. She poked her cheek, finally getting a reaction from the girl.

"Ah...I wasn't expecting to get poked in the face."

"Well, maybe if you didn't ignore us I wouldn't have had to poke you." Veruca said.

"Well...don't you think it's unfair to force someone into a conversation?" the girl returned, causing Jonathan to quirk a brow.

"Not really...then again I did take a punch to the sternum earlier. If you don't wanna talk we can just leave. Just make sure you get to the gym before 9, okay?"

"No wait, I wanna talk now! This all reminds me of episode 53 of Doraemon, with all of the security cameras and stuff!"

"Huh? Doraemon?" Veruca asked, clearly confused.

"It's a very successful anime serious. It's about a robotic talking cat, who travels from the 22ndCentury to the 21stcentury to help out a young boy. I remember watching it a lot when I was a kid." Jonathan said.

"Oh my...are you perhaps an Otaku? What other anime do you watch? Tell me I must know!" the blue haired girl cried excitedly, getting rather close to the monochrome themed boy.

"I've seen plenty of anime actually. I started off with Pokemon, me and my dad used to watch it before he had to go to work. I watched Ghost in the Shell, Akira which is a phenomenal movie, Yu Yu Hakusho, Yu-Gi-Oh, My Neighbor Totoro, and more recently, Fairy Tail, Naruto, Deadman Wonderland, Mirai Nikki, Spice and Wolf, Sword Art Online, Log Horizon, the Fate Series, Kill La Kill, Gurren Laagan, RWBY."

"Okay that's enough, are you gonna name every single anime you've ever seen?" Veruca cried, clearly annoyed by the boy.

"What? She asked me and this is something I like talking about. I've written more English translations for Japanese anime openings than anyone. Hell, I wrote three different versions for the first season of My Hero Academia." he said. He glanced back at the girl, who seemed to be panting a bit, a crimson flush on her cheeks.

"Oh my...I never thought I would find someone who knew so much about anime. I'm so happy to have met you! My name is Tsumugi Shirogane, I'm the Ultimate Cosplayer."

"Cos...player? I've never heard of any games named Cos before." Veruca said.

"No...there isn't a game called Cos, Cosplay is an activity wherein people design costumes based on anime characters. There's a convention called Comic-Con, where otaku from around the world come and gather. Not just that, there's also Anime-Con, E3, which is for video games, D12, which is Disney stuff, and Pax. I think Crunchy Roll has a convention now." Jonathan said, listing all of the conventions on his hand. Veruca looked at him, impressed with what he was saying.

"Dressing up like made up characters is that popular?"

"It's it's own culture if you must know. I just adore working on costumes, I started making a Hatsune Miku cosplay. It became so famous that the creators of Vocaloid sponsored me. They asked me to make costumes for all of their models. Eventually, I started making Costumes for several people, even famous cosplayers like Jessica Nigri!"

"No way, you met Jessica Nigri? I am so fucking jealous right now!" Jonathan said, earning a laugh from Tsumugi.

"I'm sorry if I made you jealous. Just so you know, Jessica Nigri is just as vibrant and weird as she is online. And yes, people have sent her quite a number of dildos over the mail. She's one of my closest friends and one of my high profile clients." she said.

"Hmm...I didn't think playing dress up as an adult could be so popular. I do have to say, you have a nice physique. Your skin isn't too dark, or too pale, you have vibrant eyes and nice curves. I can see the appeal of seeing you in costume. Do you cosplay anime only or anything else?" Veruca asked curiously. Tsumugi rubbed her arm, glancing at the ground.

"I actually don't cosplay a lot. People tend to forget my name when I do, and believe I'm a real life manifestation of their favorite character. I cosplayed as Yoko Littner once and had a crowd of horny teenagers following me back to the hotel. Thankfully security got rid of them. It wasn't the only instance either, someone thought I was the real Hatsune Miku when I was in Akihabara. It just isn't fun at times. I enjoy watching others wear my designs."

"Hmm...have you cosplayed as anyone from NekoPara? And if so what are the odds that I can see a Coconut Cosplay?" Jonathan asked, a firm expression on his face.

"What the bloody hell is NekoPara?" Veruca cried, confused by Jonathan's odd question.

"If you agree to discuss anime with me, and I find some materials...I may be able to work on something. No promises though." she said.

"Hehe...you know, you are pretty alright Tsumugi! I look forward to getting to know you, especially because I know have someone to discuss the intricacies of Psycho-Pass with me."

"Of course, I should get going, you said it was almost nine correct?"

"Yes, ten to 9 actually. That's when Orientation starts, it was a pleasure to meet you Tsumugi, I'm Veruca LeGume by the way. Just Veruca will suffice."

"It was nice meeting you as well, normie." she said, taking her leave. Veruca turned to Jonathan who had been waving amicably at the girl.

"What's a normie?"

"Oh, when an Otaku is calling you a normie, they're basically calling you a filthy casual."

"What?" she cried with a gasp, earning a laugh from Jonathan.

"Sorry, that's just the way it is...come one, some more people gathered by the fountain. We should go introduce ourselves to them." he said, grabbing a hold of her wrist, pulling her along.

The group by the fountain consisted of three rather unique looking people. The first was a rather tall young man, dressed in a formal looking brown suit. He had caramel colored skin, with long dark green hair that fell down almost to the ground. He was wearing a bright red tie around his neck, and had what looked like a small insect box slung across his shoulder, resting at his right hip. He was wearing a pair of round glasses, Jonathan also noticed he was completely barefoot.

The young man standing next to him was a lot shorter than him, in fact he was shorter than everyone, even Mei-Ling. He was wearing a leather jacket, over a light colored tee shirt. He was wearing a pair of jeans and some black shoes. Atop his head, he was wearing a beanie, covering most of his buzz cut orange hair. He had a piece of plastic tucked in his mouth, which Jonathan at first thought was a cigarette.

The final person in this group of three was a short young woman, with platinum blonde hair, and light tan skin. She was wearing a bright yellow rain coat, over what Jonathan assumed was a bikini. It was white in color, hidden by her jacket. He saw she was wearing a matching skirt, and white shoes on her feet. Around her waist, he noticed a belt, that had several paint brushes of different sizes. He could see what looked like a few paint bottles sticking out of her jacket pocket. She had three piercings around her belly button, and wore a seashell necklace around her neck.

The green haired boy looked up briefly, seeing Jonathan and Veruca. He smiled brightly, approaching them with a look of glee on his face. The two stopped before the boy, who was already holding his hand out to them in greeting.

"Hello, Gonta wanted to introduce himself. Gonta's name is Gonta Gokuhara! Gonta is the Ultimate Entomologist, it nice meeting you!"

"Oh...hello there Gonta, my name is Jonathan Hyles, I'm the Ultimate Songwriter. This here is Veruca LeGume, the Ultimate Nut Specialist. It's so nice to meet you!" he said excitedly, shaking the young man's hand.

"Entomologist...that's the study of bugs isn't it?" Veruca asked curiously.

"Yes...Gonta was lost in jungle. Many years pass afterwards. Gonta make friends with bugs, and he became interested. So Gonta decided to study bugs and be friends with them. Are you nice to bugs?" he asked curiously.

"Uh well...I'm not gonna sugar coat it. I have killed bugs before, but only mosquitoes and cockroaches. Maybe a few ticks too. You know they carry disease so I don't want to get sick or nothing. But if I see ants or bees I just leave them be. Unless they're hornets, I fucking hate those little shits." the monochrome themed lad said.

"I see...Gonta understand. Some bugs bad, but most bugs do good for environment. Like beetles, without beetles to eat animal waste, world would be flooded with excrement. Do you hate bugs Miss Veruca?"

"Of course not. Like Jonathan, I've had my fair share of cockroach kills. I actually leave them alone. Bugs happen to loosen the soil a bit, which is especially good for plants. They also provide a snack for the birds that try to eat freshly planted seeds. Just as long as the grubs and maggots stay away from my trees, or else I'll have to use pesticides." she said, earning a disappointed look from the boy.

"So...you seriously got lost in the jungle? Like Tarzan?" Jonathan asked.

"Oh yes...it was accident. Gonta accidentally got away from parents. He walk around the jungle for days, but no find them. Gonta became friends with bugs, and they help him get out of jungle. Gonta start traveling world, he wants to become Gentlemen!" he said.

"Well you have the charm down. If you keep working on your speech, perhaps wear some shoes, then you'll definitely be on your way." Veruca said, a warm smile on her face.

"Yoo-hoo! Do you think I could speak to you real quick?"

"You deal with her." Veruca said, pushing Jonathan forward. He rolled his eyes, deciding to see what the raincoat wearing girl wanted.

"Is something the matter miss?"

"Nyeahahah! I was just entranced by your manner of dress. It's so...black and white!"

"Uh...it's monochrome. I dress like this for a reason you know, it has to do with music. You know...how music can be cheerful and upbeat, but also be sad and degrading. Music can either be black or white, but when it does blend it becomes bright and beautiful." he said cheerfully.

"That's a rather odd way of seeing music." the short boy said, his deep voice startling Jonathan a bit. He let out a chuckle, rubbing his neck.

"Yeah...it is kinda odd...it's just my personal belief you know? People say that when you listen to a song, you'll think of a certain color. Like listening to an angry song will make you see red. Or if you listen to a sad song, you'll see blue. I've never had that happen to me, it's either happy, white, or sad, black."

"I see, I see! Atua was absolutely right about you, he sees something rather intriguing about you."

"Eh...Atua?" Jonathan asked, earning a nod from the girl.

"Yep! Atua is the guardian deity of my island. He is a wonderfully benevolent god, and he speaks directly to me. I sculpt sculptures and paint paintings based on what Atua is feeling. It's what's made me the Ultimate Artist!"

"Oh...okay then."

"This girl is very devout to her beliefs. I'm not sure how someone with those ideals will fare in a place like this. Surrounded by someone who believe in science and stuff."

"Are you perhaps interested in learning more about Atua? He is very welcoming you know." the girl said, holding a paint brush up, the bristles being coated with black paint.

"Uh...not really. I believe in Jesus, sorry." he said. The girl giggled, trailing the tip of the brush across his cheek, drawing some lines on his face. He felt a bit weird, but decided not to stop her.

"It's quite alright, Atua is quite understanding. He understands that others have different beliefs, even if they are wrong. Perhaps one day you'll be graced by Atua's holy light. By the way, my name is Angie Yonaga, I'm the Ultimate Artist, as stated before. It's nice to meet you." she said happily.

"Right, it's nice to meet you too. My name is Jonathan Hyles, I'm the Ultimate Songwriter. I may not have strong beliefs in your god, but I am interested in hearing some hymns. I find them to be quite lovely."

"Of course, of course! Atua would be happy to share his message through music. It's one of the most popular ways to share his teachings on my island. Along with offerings, in fact if you'd like, I could make an offering for him in your honor. I usually put them outside on Tuesdays and Thursdays." Angie said. She switched her brush, dabbing the second one with white paint, trailing it around Jonathan's left cheek. While he found it strange, he also found it comforting, as if this wasn't the first time she had done it to him. It was a rather odd feeling, that he decided to ignore.

"Um...Angie, are you sure that wasn't curbside recycling?" he asked curiously, earning a chuckle from the short boy beside them.

"Sometimes, but not all the time. Come on! I can definitely make something for Atua in your honor. All I need is a pint of your blood."

"My what?"

"Just a little bit, I happen to be trained in this you know." she said, giving him a wink.

"Uh...yeah I would but, the way my blood bank account is set up, it prevents me from doing stuff like that. You know?" he asked, earning a pout from the artist.

"You could have said no, but I will get that blood from you sometime. I hope you like what I did, I think it suits you, yah?" she asked, holding out a mirror. The boy took a hold of it, looking at his face.

She had painted an intricate looking spiderweb around his eyes, the one on his right eye happened to be black. It was done very carefully, and he could tell the brush strokes were very precise. His left eye sported a white spiderweb, going with the white he was wearing on his left side. He smiled a bit, handing her the mirror back.

"I like it, thanks Angie. This paint isn't gonna irritate my face is it?"

"Not at all...it's made out of non-toxic materials. The paint that I used was made for face panting. Sometimes when me and my friends gather to worship Atua, we done special paint. It helps us connect with him more." she said.

"That's pretty interesting...what about you? You've been rather silent." Jonathan said, glancing at the short boy.

"I don't like intruding in conversations. I figured I'd come out here for a bit of sunlight, didn't get much of it when I was in prison."

"P-prison?" Angie asked, stunned by the young man's confession.

"I happen to be the man that remained after a young innocent boy took out the mob. The Ultimate Tennis Pro, Ryoma Hoshi."

"Huh...wait I think I've heard about you...you took out an entire mafia with a tennis racket and an iron ball."

"So you know about that eh? What did you think about the loser before he used his talent to kill?" Ryoma asked curiously.

"Atua can tell you are very hurt by what happened. Perhaps you should allow his divine light to grace you. You should let go of the anger flowing through you." Angie said, a hopeful look on her face. Ryoma shook his head, turning his back to them.

"I'm afraid I'm too far gone. Neither god nor Atua can save me from the hell that awaits me. You should be careful next time, you'll never know what'll happen when you approach a killer like me." he said. He flicked his collar, heading toward the gym.

"Oh my...Atua senses quite a lot of darkness coming from Ryoma." Angie said softly, a frown on her face.

"I'm sure he'll be fine...he might need some time. You should follow his lead Angie, orientation is in a few minutes. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble."

"Okay...it was nice meeting you Jonathan. I'm sure our time together will be absolutely divine! Atua be with you!" she said cheerfully, taking off toward the gym, skipping as she went. Gonta had left moments before, leaving him along with Veruca once more. She quirked a brow when she looked at him, a small smirk on her face.

"You let her paint your face?"

"Hey, it looks cool."

"Looks a bit silly, but oddly fitting. Perhaps it will grow on me...we have a few minutes left. It seems those two there are the only remaining students out here." she said, pointing towards the stage.

"How did we miss them? We were over there before."

"Perhaps they came out here when we were at Mirror Lake. Come, we have five minutes before orientation starts." Veruca said, urging him on.

The last two students were in fact a pair of girls. Jonathan had to admit, both of them were rather beautiful in their own right. Though he could clearly tell the brunette was annoyed by the blonde who was trying to have a conversation with her. In fact the look on her face told him she was within seconds of driving a knife in her throat.

She was short slender girl, though Jonathan could tell she had hidden strength in her body. She had pale skin, dark red eyes and very long brown hair, tied into twin tails with red scrunchies. She had straight bangs that hid her eye brows, small strands framing her face. She was wearing a crimson red sailor uniform, consisting of a red blouse and black ascot. She was wearing a white scarf, tied underneath the ascot into a white bow at the front of her chest. She was wearing a pin on the ribbon, which had various stars on it. She wore a pair of thigh high crimson stockings, a short pleated black skirt and brown colored ankle boots. She was wearing a gray wrist band on her right wrist, along with a pair of earrings on her ears. Jonathan also noticed she was wearing a flower shaped brooch on her right shoulder.

The second girl was about the same height as her, but that's where the similarities ended. She looked prim, and proper and like a stereotypical rich girl. Just by the look on her face, Jonathan could tell she thought she was better than everyone else. She was a beautiful girl, with skin that seemed to glow like ivory. Her blonde hair was tied back into a single ponytail with a white ribbon, not a single strand out of place. She had a pair of white sunglasses, Ray Bands, placed on her head. Her outfit consisted of a sleeveless white shirt, with black stripes. She was a pair of white Capri pants, and white flats on her feet. Over her shirt, she wore a bright yellow cardigan which she leaves unbuttoned. She was wearing a golden watch on her left wrist, and a golden bracelet on her right wrist. A white belt was tied around her belt, covered with glittering silver studs, the buckle being in the shape of a star, which looked like it was encrusted with diamonds. She had a petite body type, with a nice figure and a medium sized bust. He was about to greet them when Veruca grabbed a hold of his wrist, pulling him to a stop.

"Hey, perhaps we shouldn't disturb them. That one looks like she's going to kill the other girl."

"I know...but we have orientation, might as well get it over with. We'll all be classmates afterwards."

"Ugh...do we have to?" Veruca asked firmly. He turned to face her, brow raised in curiosity.

"What's the problem? You've been quite open to meet the others, what's the difference now?" he asked. She sighed, gesturing to the blonde.

"That girl there...I happen to know her. She's the daughter of a very famous fashion designer. She hails from Paris, and I went to school with her for a year. To learn French and help my daddy spread his connections to France. They are the country of love, so we figured we could open a small nut processing plant there. I'll tell you, worst year of my life."

"Oh...why is she that bad?" he asked.

"She is snooty, bratty, and believes herself to be some paragon greater than God himself. She has such a disgusting ego, believes to be the best in the entire school, ugh she is just so infuriating!" she said. Jonathan started laughing, covering his mouth with his hand.

"What's funny? I like laughing just as much as the next fat person." the rich girl said.

"I'm sorry...it's just, I feel like you just called the Kettle black." he said. She looked at him, holding her nose up as she glanced away from him.

"I may be rich, and a I may be a bit bratty, but I appreciate everything that I have. That one however is different, she doesn't value anything, and uses her wealth to show off. If someone wants something, she'll buy it for herself, show it off and then toss it like nothing. To this day, she is the only one who's had the balls to order Duck L'orange for lunch, eat half of it, and then toss the rest, in a full cafeteria, filled with middle class students."

"Oh...I thought I heard a familiar voice...if it isn't little Veruca LeGume. What are you doing in America?" the girl said, her voice sounding rather snooty. She had a slight French accent, though Jonathan could tell she was rolling her R's for emphasis.

"What does it look like? My daddy asked me to come here to start a new business. He wishes to expand our conglomerate around the globe...you on the other hand, I have no idea why this prestigious academy would send for you."

"Pfft...don't you know? I'm the best of the best. I am the best girl in all of Paris. Morning Hope Academy recruited me into its alumna because the Steering Committee sees how awesome I am." she said, a grin on her face.

"Looks too me like the Steering Committee made an error in judgment." Jonathan said out loud, earning a giggle from Veruca. The brown haired girl smiled as well, though it was for a brief second. The blonde however looked rather annoyed.

"How dare you say that about me?"

"Pardonne moi, mon-cheri!All I said was the Steering Committee was wrong about you." the boy said.

"Says the person who has spiderwebs for eyes. Do you know how utterly ridiculous you look? You look like a social reject."

"I bet I have more followers on Twitter than you." he said. Veruca started laughing, clutching her sides in her mirth.

"Oh...Jonathan please stop, you're going to kill me."

"Ugh...as if my situation here couldn't be any worst. Being stuck here is Utterly Ridiculous! But I suppose the plebs need someone to worship."

"Um...what?" Jonathan asked, glancing at the blonde who just pouted her lips.

"Do you not know who I am? I am your future Queen, you need to greet me with respect!"

"Excuse you, you are not my queen and I will not be talking to you as such!" the boy cried out, his cheeks tinged red in annoyance. The blonde girl huffed, glancing away from him.

"Well...I didn't think you'd be that much of a haughty little boy. I guess you get the honor of knowing my name. I am Chloe Raincomprix, the Ultimate Queen Bee. You better watch what you say around me, or else I'll make sure you become nothing more than a door mat."

"Pfft, who are you calling little? I'm hung like a bull baby, but you'll never see that. You are too much of a snooty little priss to get any from me. I don't appreciate the threat either, that might work in France, but it won't work in America. So fix your attitude before someone slaps some sense into you." the boy countered, causing the girl to huff.

"This is ridiculous, utterly ridiculous! I don't have time for people like you, hmph!" she said, holding her nose high as she took her leave.

"You handled her quite well, I commend you." the brown haired girl said, causing Jonathan to look over at her.

"I've dealt with people like her before. I don't have time for her bullshit, and neither do you, apparently. I feel like you were moments away from stabbing a knife in her throat." he said.

"Had I had the necessary tools, I'm sure I would have."

"You don't seem very pleasant." Veruca said, earning a jab to the side from Jonathan.

"Show some respect, sheesh. Sorry about her, my name is Jonathan Hyles, I'm the Ultimate Songwriter. This here is Veruca LeGume, Ultimate Nut Specialist." he said. The girl remained silent for a moment, giving them a nod of acknowledgment.

"My name is Maki Harukawa, Ultimate Child Care-Giver."

"You take care of children?" Veruca asked curiously.

"Surprised? I don't look like someone who'd take care of kids. In fact, I don't like kids at all. But you'd be surprised, they just...gravitate towards me. I'm not that good at taking care of them, and I'm not that friendly either."

"Well...kids seem to have a wondrous aura to them. They seem to latch themselves onto certain kinds of people. Though you might not be friendly with adults, kids are probably curious about you. You must be doing something right if you are a Child Care-Giver right?" Jonathan asked curiously. Maki remained silent, glancing away from him.

"I suppose...I made this mistake with that woman before but...what do you make of all this?"

"You mean...the school, and the dome?" Veruca asked, earning a slight nod from the girl.

"I fear something is about to happen...not that it matters to me. However, I fear the others might not come to terms with what may happen."

"What are you talking about? Do you know anything about all of this?" the Nut Specialist asked. Maki shook her head, turning her back to her.

"I do not, and I'm not involved with whoever brought me here. Like you, I have no recollection of getting here. I normally don't give advice to people, but you seem different from the others. More attentive, more...prepared for what may happen. Do not trust anyone here, it may end up saving your life." she said, with that she took her leave, heading to the gym.

"Well...that wasn't foreboding in the slightest...what do you make of her?" Veruca asked turning to Jonathan who had remained silent. He glanced up at the sky, the same pastel blue from before greeted him. It was still unbearably hot, the light bulb that simulated the sun continuing to shine brightly. He shook his head a bit, brushing his hair out of his eyes.

"Jon?"

"Sorry...just thinking. Maki made an interesting point...we don't know each other. We don't know what's ahead of us, or why we can't physically leave this place. There are some potentially dangerous people here."

"So you believe in what she said? That you can't trust anyone?" she asked, sounding a bit hurt.

"No...I met Mei-Ling, and she seems like a sweet charismatic girl. I didn't sense a single evil bone in her. I'm not sure about Calem though. He's the Ultimate Strategist, so wouldn't it be strategic to kidnap a bunch of people and hold them for a ransom?" he asked curiously.

"I suppose too...it'll take a lot more than petty threats to get money out of me however. They'll have to kill me for it."

"Don't even joke about that Veruca. Despite our short time knowing each other, I've grown to trust you. I don't know what it is, but I feel like you have my back. So I'll have yours. Just as long as you don't turn me into a slave."

"No promises...come on, we've got two minutes before orientation starts. Perhaps the Dean will hurry up and tell us what the bloody hell is going on." she said. The boy nodded, sighing as he started walking toward the gym.

"God I'm so glad we're going inside now."

"Why?" the girl asked curiously, earning a smile from the boy.

"The artificial sun is a deadly laser!" he said in a sing song voice. Veruca just looked at him, confused at what he had said. He sighed, remaining silent as he walked.

He noticed a young man racing toward the gym, holding what looked to be bags of chips in his hands. He glanced over to the cafeteria's outdoor deck, seeing Mei-Ling standing on her own, another girl dressed like a pirate heading toward the gym. He wave her a small wave, the girl happily waving back. He finally reached the door, holding it out to Veruca who gave him a small thanks. She held her hand out, taking her parka back, slipping it on her small frame. The two of them were content with being back inside, as it was a lot cooler. As soon as they reentered the gym, they came to a stop, seeing the sheer number of people that were gathered there.

"Oh my god...how many people are here?" Veruca cried.

"I'm not sure...seems to me like at least two classes. What happened to there being sixteen students?" he asked.

"Hey guys, what's going...whoa...there's so many people!" Mei-Ling said, making the two jump.

"Sheesh Mei, try not to fuckin' scare us yeah?" the Ultimate Nut Specialist asked, earning a sheepish nod from the girl.

"Uh Mei-Ling, how many people did you send here?" Jonathan asked curiously.

"Well...I'm not sure...I believe it was 22, Calem left halfway through. I greeted everyone in the cafeteria last." she said.

"22? Counting the two of you that makes 24, along with the 16 we sent in here, the total is 40. There are forty of us here."

"Well...37 are students, the man on the stage was name Dan Arche, he's the Former-Ultimate Dancer, and current Dance and P.E. teacher here. That's still crazy...why are there so many of us here? Is Class 24 that big?" Jonathan asked curiously, earning a shrug from Veruca. Mei-Ling pulled out her Student ID, checking it for a few moments.

"I'm not exactly sure, my ID isn't displaying all of the profiles. Just the ones of the people I've personally met. That means I'll have to meet the people you sent here."

"Seems like we'll have to do that ourselves. What an utter waste of time...whatever, it's 9AM now. We should just wait until the Dean comes down here and explains himself. Let us join the others." Veruca said, walking toward the crowd of gathered students. Jonathan followed suit, with Mei-Ling trailing behind them. They found themselves standing next to Calem, who gave them a silent nod.

"It's nice to see you again Calem."

"Same to you Jonathan, I see you had a run in with the Ultimate Artist."

"Oh yeah...I dunno...i think it looks good on me." he admitted, rubbing his neck in embarrassment.

"Hmm...I believe she was right, and so are you. It does so your color scheme."

"Hiya! You have an odd sense of dressing, have we met yet? We haven't met yet, so let's meet and greet, Steve!" a brown haired girl cried, grabbing a hold of Jonathan's hand, shaking it hard.

"Ow, ow, ow!"

"Carla! Try not to dislocate Jon's arm!" Mei-Ling cried out, causing the girl, now known as Carla to let go.

"Sorry, I just like his chess theme!" she said, a grin on her face.

"You seem rather excitable." Veruca said, causing Carla to look at her. She gave her a grin, placing her hands under her chin.

"Quite, I dare say I am the most excitable person here, it's quite a shame that not a lot of people like my brand of humor." she said, perfectly imitating Veruca's accent. The Ultimate Nut Specialist remained silent, not at all impressed with her imitation.

"That was pretty good, the accent I mean." Mei-Ling said. She earned a glare from Veruca, moving slightly away from her.

"Alright, students settle down. The Dean is running a little late, but he will be here soon, we promise." Alice Caroll, the Former-Ultimate Secretary said, trying in vain to settle down the students.

"Hey! Are you faculty? Can you tell us when the fuck we're gonna get outta here?" Christopher shouted, earning a pout from the woman.

"Now Chris, I thought I told you that kind of language isn't allowed here."

"Under the first amendment of the United States Constitution, I am reserved the right to free speech and free expression. Since you are American, you are well acquainted with this document, meaning I can say fuck however many times I want." the boy, Chris, said matter of factly.

"Hell yeah! Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Carla cried, shouting the profane word rather loudly, her voice echoing through out the gym.

"Woo! Finally, I can fuckin cut back! Shit, piss, cunt, fuck, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits!" Miu shouted.

"Oh my god, I'm surrounded by morons." Veruca said, earning a laugh from Chloe.

"I'm pretty certain you are a moron yourself sweetie."

"Why don't you go get hit by a car?"

"Why don't you got nut tap some obese motherfucker in Texas?" the French student cried back, growling at the brunette.

A sudden slam filled the room, causing everyone to look toward the door. Jonathan swallowed hard, as the young boy that had punched him made his way across the gym, everyone eyeing him with silence. Alice frowned, deciding to back away, pulling Dan and Cara with her as he stood in her spot.

"So...I leave for five minutes, and my beloved corps has turned into nothing more than potty mouthed fuck nuggets. Well I guess you all need a bit of enlightenment on how we run things in America."

"Excuse me? We aren't in the Army, who the fuck do you think you are?" Chris shouted, causing the young man to move forward, glaring right into Chris's eyes. The Lepidopterologist didn't back down, glaring right back into his eye.

"You wanna know who I am Cadet?"

"Yeah, if you think you're hot shit."

"Uh, maybe you shouldn't challenge him like that man." Jonathan said, though he was mostly ignored. The young man walked back toward the center of the room, spinning around to face the gathered students.

"My name is Lee R. Emerson, and I am the Ultimate Drill Sargent. And I am so fucking disappointed in all of you." he said, remaining silent as he looked down, almost disgusted.

"Sorry we're such a disappointment to you. We didn't come here to please you." Kokichi said, a grin on his face as the man looked up, glaring at the violet haired boy. His eye twitched, an expression of sheer anger written on his face.

"I guess I'm gonna have to put you into perspective, you illusive cock-sprout!"

"Um, Lee, perhaps this isn't the time for you to do this...they're all Freshmen like you. You should try to make friends, not enemies." Cara said, earning a glare from the boy. She shuddered, lowering her head a bit. He let out a growl of anger, standing erect as he faced the men and women before him, taking his beret off his head.

"I put an order out to the White House to send me in some bad asses and pillage hungry murder machines. And all I got were cupcake cock clowns and a side order of fuck nuggets! I can tell at a glance that fifty percent of you are cock suckers, and the other fifty percent are cock suckers who have never been told to believe in themselves.

I'm going to shove my boot, so far and fast up your assholes it will trigger a geological event. You all reek of poverty and animal abuse. Every breath you take is a stunning endorsement of abortion. You shit stains are a collective masterpiece of failure. You cock gobble and circle jerk each other to exhaustion every night. You signed up to get pounded by this school and then cried like sissies when you realized it doesn't actually have a dick!

You sensitive pussies cried so many tears you could float away on a river of douche canoes. You glitter toed, cock-wrangling, fairy-tinkle bag puff of fuck nuggets, are gonna get your collective anal cavities so stretched apart, you'll think you are getting double fisted by Micheal Jackson himself.

I will reorganize the failure that is your lives, I will fuck start your soul! I'll make you mongoloid rock-chompin thundercunts scream harder than your mothers, after her fourth failed coat hanger abortion. I will cut off your shriveled balls, put them where your eyes should be, put a sombrero on your head, and beat you like a pinata. Hell I'll make you shit so many bricks you'll put the Mexicans out of business. But fear not! Because in Four Years, I will turn you Cock Monarchs, into Fuck Masters, of Galactic Destruction!"

The man finished his speech, and everyone was silent. Nobody said a single word as they all stood there, processing what the hell he just said. Carla just stated giggling, her hair shaking a bit with her mirth. Lee started walking toward her, stomping toward the girl until he was literally towering over her.

"Cadet, what is your name?"

"My name? It's Carla Williamson sir!" she said, giving the man a salute.

"I do not believe you know what is about to happen to you, don't you Cadet?"

"Not in the slightest. I don't give a shit about anything, I just wanna draw pricks on the walls." she said cheerfully.

"You little shit bag, drop and give me twenty!" he shouted, earning a laugh from the girl.

"Do you actually think I'm getting down and doing push ups for you? You got another thing coming buddy. I'm not scared of you, go ahead and hit me, see what happens." Carla said, challenging the man.

"Holy shit, this girl has bigger balls than me." Jonathan said, earning a chuckle from the Drill Sargent.

"You know...I like you, you can come to my house and fuck my brother." he said, driving his fist into her gut. She cried in pain, but remained standing, clutching her stomach in pain.

"Yo dude, what the fuck!" Kaito shouted.

"Hijo de la gran puta! Quien carajo cres que eres? Te voy a paltir el culo!" (You son of a bitch, who the fuck do you think you are? I'm going to break your ass!)Gabriella shouted, her hand grabbing onto her rapier.

"Go back to Mexico you slut, you aren't needed here." Lee said, glaring at the Pirate.

"Ye be making a mistake laddie, I happen to be from Puerto Rico, I'm legal here. I am going to wipe the smirk off yer face mate. No man will survive after I'm through cutting off his balls." she said, drawing her sword.

"Gabby, stand down. I got this...this degenerate needs to pay for hitting a precious girl like Carla." Tenko said, cracking her knuckles as she approached the Ultimate Drill Sargent.

"Well sweet Mother Teresa on the hood of a Mercedes Benz, what do we fuckin have here? You actually think you can do something to me cunt?" Lee said, turning to face Tenko, who adopted her Aikido stand.

"Hey for fuck sakes, everyone calm the hell down. We aren't here to fight!" Jonathan shouted, his voice echoing through the gym, doing nothing to stop them. Anastasia decided to put an end to it, walking behind Lee and grabbing a hold of his arm, the young man turned to face her, eyes widening a bit.

"Ty kusok der'ma! How dare you attack comrade? You show no honor on battlefield!"

"Let go of me you Commie fuck piece shit!"

"ENOUGH!"

Everyone quieted down, turning to face Mei-Ling who had grown angry at the exchange. She was panting a bit, her hair loops shivering slightly as she just stood there stewing in her anger.

"I am sick of the shouting. We here to study, to be friends, not to shout at each other like kids. Buyao xiang haizi yiyang xingshi! Xiang daren yiyang xingshi!" (Stop acting like kids! Act like Adults!) Mei-Ling shouted angrily. Anastasia let go of Lee, backing away from him. Tenko knelt down before Carla, making sure she was okay. Lee stood in front of Mei-Ling, the man towering over her, looking deep into her soul.

"You got a name Cadet?"

"Fa, Mei-Ling. I am the second daughter of Fa, Zhou. I am the Ultimate Folklore Researcher." she said firmly.

"Fa, Mei-Ling huh? I'm calling you Private Kung Pao from now on, is that understood?"

"Go fuck yourself." the girl cried back, to the surprise of everyone around her.

"Hell yeah, stick it to him Mushu!"

"You aren't helping Chris P Bacon!" she cried at the Lepidopterologist, causing Nick to burst into laughter.

"So Private Kung Pao, you hail from China is that correct?"

"Yes, that is correct."

"They serve Communism for breakfast over there don't they?" Lee continued. The young woman turned her head away, officially done with the conversation.

"Hey...I know this is a tense situation, but don't bring another persons country into this. This is America, we should embrace the world of culture we have here. Our country was founded by immigrants, and we shouldn't ask about how their countries are run. If you are in America, you are American." Jonathan said firmly. Lee started walking toward him, glaring into his eyes.

"Well, if it isn't Private Sissy. Couldn't even take a punch to the gut like a man. Had to be pulled away by the Glossy lipped Cock sucker in the mink coat."

"Why you..." Veruca cried.

"Call her a cocksucker again and I will fucking end you. You understand that?" Jonathan said.

"Cadet, do you know why my eyes are so sunken in?" Lee cried out, earning a look of confusion from Jonathan.

"What? No!"

"It's because I once ejaculated in a man's ass so hard, that my internal pressure caved, and my eyes shot way into the back of my skull. Now knowing this, do you hate homosexuals?"

"What? What does that have to do with-!"

"Do you hate homosexuals Cadet, answer the question!" Lee shouted, earning a growl from the Songwriter.

"No, I don't!"

"Well I do! Drop and give me 20, faggot!"

"Hey, stop zhis already! Can ve please get along? Ve came here to learn, not to tear each other apart!" Victoria cried out, causing Lee to turn to her. Her looked straight into her eyes, a smirk on his face.

"And who do we have here? Private Pyle perhaps?"

"Victoria Louis, Ultimate General. My rank outranks yours Sargent. I vas a soldier for the German Army, vorking from Frankfurt. I vas just transferred to the United States Division, so I outrank you. If you don't vish to be stripped of your status and demoted to Private, you vill stand down, is that understood?" the young woman said firmly. The Ultimate Drill Sargent swallowed hard.

"I see I have finally met my match. I had heard about a General joining our beloved Corps, I wasn't expecting it to be a woman. Need I remind you that your country is still at large for two World Wars?"

"Need I remind you that your country dropped nukes on Japan?" she countered. The man remained silent, walking toward the other side of the room, standing next to the American Flag.

"That was pretty entertaining!" Kokichi said, a grin on his face.

"Ugh...are you seriously getting off on this?" Veruca asked, only getting a grin back from the boy.

"Everyone please...let's just remain calm. I'm sure everything will be resolved soon. Lee, I'm sure you are feeling bad for what you said, so I expect you to apologize to everyone later, okay?" Alice asked. The man said nothing, just gave her a nod.

"Well...this is mighty interesting! I didn't think I would have such a lovely group of students to play with this time around. Looks like I'm going to have quite a lot of fun! Upupupupupu!"

Jonathan turned his attention back to the front of the gym, right where the Podium had been placed. All of the students remained silent, even the three faculty members looked around in confusion. From the back of the stage, appeared something that Jonathan couldn't understand. A small, two toned bear jumped onto the podium. It was only about a foot and a half tall, the left side being white, and the right side being black. It had a pudgy belly, with small stubby feet. Jonathan also noticed the glowing red eye, shaped like a lightning bolt almost, and the sinister grin it had on its face.

"What the bloody hell are you?" Veruca cried, her voice echoing through the gym.

"That's a nice question isn't it honey? Well I'll explain it right now to you all. Thanks to the Ultimate Drill Sargent, you are all nice and broken down, probably on edge. Well I'm about to use his speech to my advantage and introduce some despair into the game!" he said, bursting into laughter.

"Are you serious? A talking teddy bear?" Lucy asked, clearly confused.

"It's probably a robot, whoever has us in here against our will, is probably controlling it remotely." Setsuko said, taking a drink from her coffee mug.

"Hey asshole, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you better let us out of here!" Chris shouted angrily.

"Pfft...let you out? I'm not gonna let you do that! At least not yet. You see...there's something I've been dying to try here in the good old US of A. That happens to be my favorite Pass Time, Mutual Killing!"

"Mutual...Killing?" Mei-Ling asked, confused at what the bear was talking about.

"Well Shrimp, I'm so glad you ask. See originally, there were 18 people that were to participate in this game. But that was just not interesting...well I'm a liar. It was the best kind of shit I have ever seen. The second one is a little stale, those idiots are still stuck on the 5thisland, thinking they can find a way out. You'd think after 4 islands of murder they'd get the message, no one is coming out to get them." the bear said, shaking his head in disdain.

"What are you talking about? What is this? Just fucking let us go already!" Kaito shouted, earning a laugh from the bear.

"I told you before kid, I'm not letting you leave yet. You see, after the original game, I had ideas to revive it here in Morning Hope Academy. So here's how it's gonna be. You've all noticed the doors at the front of the school, and the dome over your heads. Those were put there to keep you all in place. From this moment forward, none of you are going to set foot outside of the school, though the property inside the dome is fair game. So forget about your friends, family, lovers, pets, toys...anything on the outside. Just buckle down and have a communal life style in here!"

"Communal life style?" Kaede asked, clearly confused. The bear jumped down from the podium, walking up toward the students.

"It means from now on, you'll live here! For the rest of your lives! Don't worry, we have quite the budget so you won't have any missing necessities. Whatever you want, provided it isn't freedom, will be given to you whenever you ask."

"Excuse me, Mr. Bear...what if we refuse to live here and wish to leave?" Setsuko asked firmly. The bear turned to her, a grin on his face.

"My apologies sweetheart, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Monokuma! The lovable bear of death and despair who is now the Dean of Morning Hope Academy! I know all about you Miss Media Critic."

"Oh?"

"Yes, I think your talent is rather useless. How this academy scouted you is beyond me. But that isn't my problem...at the moment there are 40 of you, including three Faculty members. Sadly, that's all that I could scrounge up for this little social experiment. To answer your question and the burning question you all have...what if I wanna leave?" Monokuma said, walking back toward the stage.

"Well kiddies, if you wanna leave then you'll have to use the Graduation Clause."

"Graduation Clause?" Tenko asked, a fearful look on her face.

"That's right! Everyone here can graduate whenever they want, provided they get away with one little thing. That is murder."

"M-murder?" Mei-Ling asked, her eyes wide in shock.

"The hell do you mean murder? The fuck is wrong with you!" Miu cried out.

"I cannot compute this statement, help me understand." Kiibo said, a look of confusion on his face.

"Sigh...I honestly cannot say I'm impressed with you. The others gave such delicious expressions. However I shall explain it. If you all wanna leave this place, you are going to have to get away with the perfect crime. Kill one of your classmates anyway you want. Stab them, bludgeon them to death, snap their necks, poison them, hell you Japanese kids can go ahead and force them to commit seppuku if you want. As long as I get a corpse you get a chance to taste the sweet outdoors!"

"This is insane!"

"There is absolutely no way in hell I'm murdering anyone." Jonathan shouted angrily.

"I agree! We all came to Morning Hope Academy to learn, and perfect out talents. We did not come here from around the world to commit murder for the likes of you!" Mei-Ling added, a firm look on her face.

"Yes, I did not travel all the way from Italia to witness death. I will not participate in this sick game of yours." Kamron said.

"Shut up! You all are so cruel and disgusting, with your hope! I'm sorry to say, but you aren't leaving this school unless you commit murder. You noticed the grate blocking the second floor right? You wanna try and get outta here? Well you'll have to do that by solving the mystery of Morning Hope Academy. However to access that floor, I gotta get two trials out of ya."

"Trials? So...am I to believe those that commit murder and get caught shall be put to trial?" Calem asked curiously.

"You got it! After a body is discovered by at least three people, an investigation shall be held, followed by a trial. I won't spoil anything for ya though...you gotta figure out what's going on for yourselves." Monokuma said.

"Pfft...as if, I'll just find a phone and call my daddy, he'll fly me outta here. If you don't want the French Army shoving guns up your ass, you'll let me go right now!" Chloe said.

"Sorry to say honey bunch, but your father isn't coming for you. All communications have been cut off, that means no internet and no cellphone access."

"That isn't going to stop us. Tell us where the Dean is right now! The second I find my Faculty ID, I will search this entire campus and find the one responsible!" Alice shouted angrily, causing Monokuma to look at her.

"Oh yeah...I forgot about you. The Former-Ultimates and current teachers of the academy. Isn't it interesting that three teachers are mingled among the students? What about the Dean? Is he responsible for this? I think you all shout start asking questions about this, wouldn't you?"

"I see...so the faculty is responsible for our imprisonment? They lead a mutiny against the others...locked us here and took our memories. I believe we have the ones responsible for all of this lads." Gabriella said, glaring at the three teachers.

"Hey, I would never do anything like that, especially when my husband is one of the students here!" Cara said firmly, glaring at the Ultimate Pirate.

"Enough with this farce...you think you can get us to murder each other. But what happens if we refuse? What if we all gang up and kill you? We would be able to leave, da?" Anastasia asked.

"Yeah...I mean if you wanna die. I haven't read you the rules yet have you?" he said, pulling out what looked like a tablet. He cleared his throat, reading from it.

Rule Number 1: Any attacks on Dean Monokuma are forbidden.

Rule Number 2: You will have to live a communal lifestyle here for the rest of your lives, leaving the school is forbidden.

Rule Number 3: Nighttime will begin at 11:00PM. At this time, the cafeteria will be closed and water will be shut off.

Rule Number 4: You may explore the campus at your leisure, with minimal restrictions. If a room is locked, it is forbidden to break down the door.

Rule Number 5: Anyone who tries to force their way out through the front entrance, shall be met with swift punishment.

Rule Number 6: Surveillance Cameras and Monitors are considered school property. If they are broken by students or staff, the ones responsible shall be punished accordingly.

Rule Number 7: On the occasion that someone attemps to take the Graduation Clause, the one responsible for killing shall be known as the Blackened.

Rule Number 8: When a body is discovered, an investigation shall be held, and surviving students my gather evidence to find the Blackened Student.

Rule Number 9: A Class Trial Shall be held after the Investigation. The Remaining students shall then try to locate the Blackened student.

Rule Number 10: If the Blackened Student successfully commits murder without being discovered, only they may leave the school grounds.

Rule Number 11: If the Blackened Student has an Accomplice, the Accomplice will also be able to leave, provided the Blackened has not been discovered through the Class Trial.

Rule Number 12: On the off chance that there is a Hung Jury, the Sacrificial Clause shall be offered to the survivors. More details later.

Finally, Rule Number 13: Rules may be added or changed at the Dean's discretion. These rules are also in your Student ID's, for whenever you wanna read them." Monokuma said, lowering his pad. Everyone remained silent, not knowing how to process the information they had been given.

"You know...you may write all the rules you want. But you can't keep us here. The Declaration of Independence clearly states that people in America shall not be robbed of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. And you sir are currently in violation of all three of those! You are not a welcome part of my beloved corps!" Lee shouted angrily.

"Pfft...the Declaration of Independence? That doesn't matter in this place I'm afraid. In fact, this school has a copy of it. It's right here!" Monokuma said, pulling out a rolled up piece of paper from behind his back. It looked like animal skin, leather perhaps and rather delicate. He unrolled it, holding it out for everyone to see.

"Holy shit." Jonathan said, seeing the words at the top of the paper. He had seen the real Declaration many times before. That was one of the legitimate copies left in the United States. Monokuma looked it over, a smirk on his fluffy face.

"Hmm...the Founding Fathers were very interesting men. Who knew that 200 years later, something like this would happen. Oh well...don't be needing this anymore." he said, holding a lighter to the corner of the paper. The document caught fire, casing everyone to start screaming.

"How dare you...how fucking dare you? You fucking piece of goddamn furry shit! You think you can insult the United States like that? I will fucking tear you a new one!" Lee shouted, bounding for the bear. The Ultimate Competitive Eater shot forward, holding the young man back.
"Don't, you'll die if you touch him!" he said.

"Get off me fat ass!" Lee shouted, pushing the boy back. He tripped on his own feet, landing right on top of Monokuma. The bear let out a squeak, his hands wiggling a bit. Keven quickly stood up, backing away from the bear.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry I didn't mean too!" Kevin said.

"Eh...don't worry about it. It was an accident, I'm not gonna kill ya." the bear said shooting up to his feet. Kevin let out a sigh, a look of relief on his face.

"Really? Thanks, I thought I was gonna die for a second there." he said. Monokuma let out a small laugh, reaching for a remote behind his back. He held it out to Kevin, a small smirk on his face.

"Actually, I lied!" he said, pressing the button. Kevin's expression changed to one of shock and horror, a soft beep filling the gymnasium. It was followed by a loud explosion, the sound of liquid splattering on the ground, and a body dropping hard was the only sound that echoed through the gym.

Jon stood stock still, eyes wide in shock as he stared at the headless body of Kevin Hicks. He held a hand up to his face, feeling small sprinkles of blood on his cheeks. His jacket was drenched in blood, as he had been in close proximity of the blast. Several screams filled the building, along with loud retching sounds of people vomiting. He backed away from the body, shivering in fear from he had just witnessed. Monokuma wasn't done, to more presses of the button caused several anvils to drop from the ceiling, crushing what was left of the body, Kevin's arm was still twitching, an anvil dropping on his hand, the sickening crunch of broken bones being drowned out by the sounds of the anvils hitting the ground. Monokuma let out a laugh, tossing the remote aside.

"I failed to convey the message well enough. So I hope that showed you all how serious I am. You see, I got so bored with how people broke the rules before, so I took the liberty of using some American toys. Each and every one of you has a small bomb in the back of your necks. If you even think about breaking the rules, I'll press the button and take your heads off. Those that try to leave school grounds won't get far, oh and if one of you tries to pull it from your necks, both of your bombs will detonate. You wanna get them off? Get away with murder and I'll deactivate them."

"You're...you're insane!" Lucy shouted, shivering in fear.

"If you think for a second that you'll get away with this, you'll be sorry!" Chloe cried, not at all bothered by what had happened.

"I already told you...If you wanna leave here alive and not turned into a human taco like Kev here, you'll follow the rules. You get off scot free this time Drill Sargent, but next time you throw a Fat Body at me, you will pay the price. This concludes your official entrance ceremony. I do hope you like your stay here, I'm sure you'll love this academy. Hey, maybe they'll serve gumbo this afternoon. It might be a little hard, you might need brains in order to make it, UPUPUPUPUPU!" the bear said, finally disappearing from the gym.

"What...what is this?" Veruca said softly, having grabbed a hold of Jon's arm, a look of fear on her face.

"Heh...survival of the fittest. At least the food will last longer now." Kokichi said, glancing at the pool of blood gathering on the floor.

"Hey, show some respect asshole, a kid just fucking died!" Kaito said.

"Man, it was all that pricks fault. And I agree, butterflies have short life spans, it isn't our fault that one ended up meeting his maker before he broke from his cocoon." Chris said firmly.

"Chris, it isn't funny...someone died, we should respect him." Mei-Ling said, wiping her tears from her eyes. Jonathan glared at the boy, patting his face with a tissue, trying to wipe Kevin's blood from his face.

"Forgive me for not caring. I didn't know him so why should I concern myself? The Lion doesn't concern himself with the problems of the Gazelles does it? That's what just happened, that was a Gazelle, that's what we all fucking are right now."

"Hey man...if you don't shut up right now, I'm gonna pop you in the jaw. You are starting to royally piss me off." Anaji said, glaring at the Ultimate Lepidopterologist.

"What...what the fuck are you doing?" Miu shouted, glancing at Harrison who had knelt down before the body, poking the pool of blood with a finger tip.

"We should collect a bit of his blood...as an offering to Atua." he said, glancing at the Ultimate Artist.

"You believe in Atua?"

"Of course, he is a guiding light through our current darkness. I'm sure Kevin would want us to collect his blood and offer it to him, so he can reach Atua's promised land." he said, giving everyone a grin.

"For fuck sakes, what is wrong with you? A man just got his head got blown off and here you all are disrespecting him. You should all be ashamed of yourselves. Jesus Christ!" Jonathan shouted, trying to hold back his tears. He pulled off his backpack, pulling off his jacket, remaining in his black tee shirt. He placed it over Kevin's head, covering the grisly scene.

"Thank you Jonathan...I wasn't expecting something like this to happen." Alice said, her face soaked with tears.

"Hey, I got a question. Why the fuck didn't you do anything to stop it? You are teachers right?" Kaito asked.

"I agree...you should have stopped Monokuma."

"What kind of sick school are you running you fucks?"

"Gonta want answers...we should be friends, not enemies!" the Ultimate Entomologist cried out.

"We don't have the answers, we're just as confused as you. None of us remember ever coming to Morning Hope Academy or meeting with the Dean. We haven't even seen the man today." Dan said.

"I agree...whatever is going on isn't because of us." Cara added, hugging her husband tightly.

"My ass...something fishy is going on. I am not going to stick around any of you. I swear, if you come near me or my brother I will shank you." Tsubaki cried, grabbing a hold of Kaikane's hand.

"Tsu come on, I can take care of myself. Can't we at least bury Kevin? He deserves that!"

"It isn't our concern little brother...we didn't know him so it doesn't matter." she said. Kaikane pulled his hand free from her grasp, glaring at his sister.

"I am not seven years old anymore Tsubaki. I am an adult, and I want to give Kevin a burial. That is what our family would do, even if we didn't know him. He has people out there, his ohana, who are probably wondering where he is. He's never going back to them, we should at least do what they can't!" he cried back, glaring into her eyes.

"Attention everyone, don't worry about the stiff one. I'll take care of it, all of you should focus on killing each other! Just remember you gotta get away with it, keep me entertained! The Dormitory Building is now open. If you wanna go circle jerk in there or whatever, go for it. But you need to get out of the gym, it is under lockdown until Kevin's fat ass is collected from the floor." Monokuma's voice said, flowing through the PA system.

"Don't need to tell me twice."

"Same here."

Just like that, everyone started filing out of the gymnasium. Jonathan stood still, looking at Kevin's corpse, his sweater having absorbed most of the blood, turning pink from how much there was. He turned around, seeing Mei-Ling, Veruca, Chris and Carla standing behind him. All of them were just shocked over all, looking at the corpse, fear written on their faces. He took a deep breath, placing a smile on his face.

"Hey...I know the situation is grim but...we gotta stay positive. We need to focus on finding a way outta here. That means we gotta find the one behind all of this and get him out of the picture."

"How are we going to do that? You heard what he said, we attack him and we die." Veruca said.

"No...we can't attack Monokuma directly. The rule says nothing about attacking the Mastermind directly. We have to work together to get to the bottom of this. We work together, we find out where he is, and we take him out. We will leave this school alive, got it?" he asked.

"Tech...what are you, our captain?" Chris asked.

"Pfft...I'm not a captain, I'm just some Songwriter man...listen, I don't know any of you. As well as I would like...but I think we should all get along. Because if we don't...I'm afraid that is gonna happen again." he said, gesturing to Kevin's body.

"What should we do then? Carla came to Morning Hope to prank people, not to die." Carla said, looking rather scared.

"We have to do what Jonathan is saying...we stick together, and we defeat Monokuma...it's our only choice." Mei-Ling said firmly.

"Alright then...what do you suggest we do?" Chris asked curiously.

"We get to know each other. We'll split up, Mei-Ling you go with Veruca and Chris, take another look around the courtyard, find out if we can get out of here. Carla you and I will explore the first floor. If we find something we'll convene at the George Washington Fountain and share our findings. We stick together, and we stay alive, is that understood?"

"Heh...you said you didn't want to be a captain yet here you are giving orders." Veruca said.

"Alright then sweetie, why don't you call the shots. You'll be our Nut Princess." Jon said, giving her a wink. She flushed, looking away from the boy.

"As if I would accept a title like that."

"Oh! Carla will be the leader!"

"Hell no, you'll make us do handstands on the cafeteria tables or some shit." Chris said.

"Hmm...okay then...how about Mei-Ling? The way she stood up to Lee was bad ass. She didn't take shit from him or nothing. She'll be our leader!" Jonathan said.

"Wha...me? You want me to be the leader?"

"Sure! Mei-Ling is nice and huggable and cute, not to mention fun sized! Everyone will listen to you, just like the French listened to Napoleon!" Carla cried, holding her arms up in excitement.

"Napoleon was 5'7'' you twit." Veruca snapped.

"Ugh...whatever...Mushu is our leader, can we go? I don't like the smell of blood." Chris said, looking a bit queasy. Mei-Ling nodded, holding her hand out.

"Okay...we work together, and we get outta here. Together!"

"Together!" they all said, placing their hands in the circle.

"I didn't know it yet...but that first day, was only the beginning. It was going to be the beginning of a long trip to hell. We had just lost someone, someone faceless to us and yet his death...I feel it to this day. None of us were aware of the sheer amount of death and despair that awaited us. All of the people we would lose, all of the people that would do awful things in order to survive...all of the things that we knew. We didn't know how badly it would be to face the truth, how much we wanted to be comforted with a lie...and how many ideals would be shattered by the end of this whole ordeal."

End of Prologue

Surviving Students: 36

Surviving Faculty Members: 3

Characters Introduced in this Chapter:

Maki Harukawa-Ultimate Child Care-Giver

Tsumugi Shirogane-Ultimate Cosplayer

Kokichi Ouma-Ultimate Supreme Leader

Kiibo-Ultimate Robot

Ryoma Hoshi-Ultimate Tennis Pro

Angie Yonaga-Ultimate Artist

Gonta Gokuhara-Ultimate Entomologist

Chloe Raincomprix-Ultimate Queen Bee

xxx(Cast)xxx

Class 24 of Morning Hope Academy + Faculty

Fa Mei-Ling

Jonathan Hyles

Anaji Hora

Lucy Cadwell

Setsuko Inoue

Victoria Louis

Tsubaki Aulani

Kaikane Aulani

Veruca LeGume

Nicholas Ladd Gardner

Cara Ladd Gardner

Anastasia Katrina Klevorick

Carla Williamson

Harrison Evans

Kamron Luca Di Carita

Alice Lois Caroll

Julianne Natalie Ray

Kevin Hicks (Deceased)

Gabriella Vertran

Dan Arche

Lee Harvey Emerson

Calem Kurogane

Christopher Patrick Bacon

Chloe Raincomprix

Class 79 of Hope's Peak Academy

Kirumi Tojo

Kaede Akamatsu

Shuichi Saihara

Kaito Momota

Miu Iruma

Rantaro Amami

Korekiyo Shinguji

Himiko Yumeno

Tenko Chabashira

Kokichi Ouma

Gonta Gokuhara

Kiibo

Maki Harukawa

Ryoma Hoshi

Tsumugi Shirogane

Angie Yonaga

Here's Chloe's Profile:

Name: Chloe Raincomprix

Nickname: None

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Date of Birth: August 15th

Home country: Paris, France

Talent: Ultimate Queen Bee

Sexuality: Straight

Blood Type: B-

Appearance: Chloe is a beautiful young woman, hailed as one of the prettiest girls in her school. She has a nice complexion, her skin being described as fabulous by her and her friends. She has thin brows, a small nose and full lips.

Hair color/style: She has shoulder length bright yellow hair, kept in a neat ponytail. She wears a pair of Ray Bands sunglasses on her head, which are white in color.

Eye Color: Cerulean Blue

Skin Tone: Pale, Sunkissed Skin with zero blemeshes. She wears foundation and blush on her cheeks, almost no one has seen her without make up.

Body Type: Chloe has a petite body type. She has small breasts, being around a B-cup. She has a lean build, with developing curves, and a round bottom.

Birthmarks, scars or tattoos: N/A

Height: 5'5''

Weight: 115 LBS

Outfits: 1. Her normal outfit, consists of a sleeveless white shirt, with black stripes. She wears a pair of white Capri pants, and white flats on her feet. Over her shirt, she wears a bright yellow cardigan which she leaves unbuttoned. She wears a golden watch on her left wrist, and a golden bracelet on her right wrist. She wears a studded belt around her waist, which glimmers brightly in the sun.

2. Her swimsuit consists of a sleeveless strapless bikini top, black with white straps. She wears a pair of bikini shorts, which are red on the front, white on the back, with two bold black stripes on the back. They have several bronze colored buttons. She still wears her sunglasses, and her hair is tied with a black and white striped hair ribbon.

Jewelry: Golden Wrist Watch, Golden Bracelet

Personality: Chloe has a typical snooty attitude. She believes she is better than everyone, and will be mean to people. She is a stereotypical mean girl. She's rich, she's beautiful and she flaunts it. Her father is the mayor of Paris and can get her what she wants, whenever she wants. This attitude doesn't land her many friends, aside those she buys in order to have some sort of kinship.

Backstory: Chloe's life is one of privilage. She gets what she wants, whenever she wants, because she's the daughter of the Mayor of Paris. She has money, and she flaunts it, this usually resulting in people hating her.

Despite this, she seeks the affection of one person in her life, her mother. She left when Chloe was still an infant. However, Chloe grew to admire her mother, going as far as adopting the same mannerism as her. This usually lead to other children avoiding her. Chloe became vain and conceited, saying that other children didn't deserve to bask in her presence, because she was far too beautiful for any of them.

Her mother however didn't care about her daughter, and let her know many times. She didn't even bother learning Chloe's name, calling her Claudette, Clauster and even Emiline at one point. Chloe took it all in stride, wanting to earn the appreciation of her mother. So she started behaving more like her mother, acting mean and flaunting everything she owned. She didn't make many friends because of this.

Chloe started growing popular online, because others would take videos of her acting like a rich snob. She had named herself the Queen Bee of the school she had gone too. Her clique was quick to put her at the top of everything. Even the principle could do nothing as the young girl practically ruled the school, using her connecting to her father as a means to threaten anyone who didn't fall in line. Despite that, she never once tried to hurt anyone, because deep down she knew the real her wouldn't do that. She was all talk, but people didn't need to know that. Because of this popularity, a certain school did an experiment with three different girls, Chloe being one of them. It was a week long experiment, to see who would grow the most popular in that amount of time. Chloe was able to get 53% of the school population to like her. Despite her being mean, she had an odd sense of Charisma that attracted people to her.

Morning Hope Academy recruited her as the Ultimate Queen Bee, where she was forced to sign a contract, preventing her from overthrowing the school and pitting the student body against the Steering Committee. That however didn't stop Chloe from ruling certain cliques with an iron fist, getting everything done for her, and practically having people under her thumb.

Quotes:

"That's ridiculous! Utterly Ridiculous!"

"Sometimes, I like gracing the plebs with my presence."

"I know Veruca...despite us having similar backgrounds, she is far too kind to people. People will only

backstab you when they get the chance."

"Pfft...Veruca? She wishes she was me...as beautiful as me, as popular as me."

"Useless? Did you say Useless?"

"There was one club I wanted to join in school. You're gonna think it's stupid, but it was Glee

Club...yeah, I like singing, but no one needs to know that. I'll deny it if you tell someone."