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]

23. Chapter 2 Act 3: Nyan Nyan Nyan Nyan

A/N:

Well, I just finished this chapter. One of the more fun ones to write, and only scratching the surface of this Motive. I do hope you all enjoy it! This chapter was a lot easier to write than the previous one. The next Chapter is going to be rather interesting so I do hope you stick around. Keep enjoying that Despair Playlist Boys and Girls.

Songs Used in this chapter:

Outkast: Hey Ya: Alright Alright Alright

Smash Mouth All Star: And they won't stop coming

You Are A Pirate Animated by Fred Perry: RIP Stefan Karl Stefansson

I Like Chinese Food

Alex Jones: Gay Frogs

Justin Bieber: Baby Baby Baby (Just Baby)

The Only Good Song: Lindsey Stirling feat Lzzy Hale: Shatter Me

Other Songs I may have missed and am far too lazy to put here at this time.

Morning Hope Academy's

New Semester of Killing

Chapter 2 Act 3

Nyan Nyan Nyan Nyan?

(Daily Life: Day Eleven)

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Location: Gymnasium, 1stFloor

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To say the students of Morning Hope Academy had a rude awakening was an understatement. Everyone had enjoyed sleeping in, only to find themselves rudely awakened. They had all gathered in the gymnasium, in various states of dress, most of them were in their usual clothes, while others were still in their night wear. Mei-Ling had gotten up early, as her internal clock prevented her from sleeping in past 7 on most days. She was wearing a baggy tee shirt over a tight fitting red sports bra, her shoulder being mostly exposed due to the large shirt. She wore a pair of black shorts and her hated red stilettos. Despite the situation, she still made it her personal mission to at least keep her hair looking normal. Everyone else however seemed to be more angry, and she didn't blame them one bit. Since their rude awakening, Rebecca Black's Friday was blaring through the PA System, the music video playing endlessly on the Monitors across the school. She cringed a bit as the black haired singer reached a high note, clenching her eyes and blocking her ears.

"Ah...make it stop! I've never heard something more grating!" she screamed in her mind. As if on cue, the song was cut off, making everyone in the room sigh in relief. The familiar laughter of Monokuma echoed through the gymnasium, as he hopped up behind the podium.

"Hey y'all! How did you all sleep?"

"The bloody hell is wrong with you ingrate? How dare you wake us up in such a tepid manner? I swear if I could I would destroy you piece by fuckin piece!" Veruca shouted.

"I must concur with Miss LeGume, it is rather disturbing that you chose to wake us up in such a peculiar way." Calem added, rubbing his eyes a bit. Though fully dressed, the Strategist seemed rather tired. Mei-Ling adopted a worried look, but said nothing as she looked at the Monochrome bear.

"I just wanted to give you all a beautiful wake up call. You see, the Morning Announcement is going through a bit of repair. So I needed a way to wake you. Since it's Friday, I felt it was a rather fitting beginning to our day, no?"

"Um...it's actually Tuesday. Is your calender off Mr. Monokuma?" Lucy asked, confusion written on her face. The bear titled his head.

"Eh? I'm not wrong, I'm never wrong! Dean Monokuma says it's Friday, so it's Friday. It's actually Friday, November 30th, 2018."

"Now he's just fucking with us. Whatever man, what the fuck is wrong with you? You fucker! You think you can just torture us with anything you want?" Chris shouted, earning a chuckle from the bear.

"Torture? I wouldn't talk about torture boy. You don't know the meaning of the word...but I guess I've waited long enough. Today marks the beginning of your next motive! I like to call this one, the Nyan Cat motive!"

"The...Nyan Cat motive?" Setsuko asked, looking rather confused.

"It's a song first seen on YouTube. Basically, it all started when someone created a catchy beat. The video featured a crossbreed Poptart Cat, flying through space. The song itself has the word Nyan repeated to obscene levels." Jonathan explained, earning a nod from the Media Critic.

"It isn't only that, there are some games centered around it, along with animations. I think the Fine Bros did a video surrounding it too." Kaikane asked, earning a frown from Setsuko.

"Oh...those talentless hacks making react videos? Great...I have a backlog of bullshit to get through. Don't get me started on CinemaSins." she said, clenching her hand tightly.

"Vhat exactly does zhis motive entail?" Victoria asked, causing Monokuma to clap his paws.

"Ah...finally someone asks the right question. It's rather simple babe, a dear friend of mine spent a couple days working on something. Something I call "The Despair Playlist!". A list of the most despair inducing songs ever created by man! There are some awesome hits on it, some of my favorites are on it!"

"I see...so you intend to force us to listen to this playlist. To what end might I ask?" Anaji asked, his smooth voice flowing over the crowd.

"To the end of murder dumbass! You know, the thing you are very familiar with? Oh yeah buddy, I'm not letting you live that one down."

"So...this virtually confirms it. Since he's a blackened who got away with murder, does that mean he's free to leave?" Rantaro asked.

"Yup, he can leave whenever he wants...you know, provided he can get those bomb proof doors open. See, there's a pesky thing about them doors there. They can only be opened from the Data Processing Room, which is on the 5thFloor. So have fun getting up there. Ahahahaha!" the bear cried, earning a growl from a few students.

"Just get on with this goddamn motive already. I tire of your presence." Maki snapped angrily, squeezing her arms rather tightly. The bear chortled, deciding he had stalled long enough.

"This motive is rather simple. You've already received a sample of it this morning. These songs are going to be played through the PA system on repeat until one of you decides to 86 one of your fellow students. The playlist is being updated as well, so you'll have to endure it, until your ears bleed, or you can skip to the fun part. The moment someone is killed and a body is discovered, I'll give you all blissful silence. I am a benevolent bear, so I'll give you all one hour of silence at night, hope you enjoy not sleeping."

"Is that it? Seems like a rather simple motive to me." Celestia said, placing a finger under her lip as she looked at the bear. He turned to face her, giving her an odd look.

"Simple? This is nothing but simple Sugar Tits! One of you or more of you is going to get to the point where they want some goddamn peace and quiet. When that time comes, one of you is going to get knifed. So go ahead, I truly do hope you enjoy my selections! DJ, Spin that Shit!" Monokuma cried out. The familiar beat of Outkast's "Hey Ya" blasted through the speakers, making everyone cringe from the loudness.

"Alright Alright Alright

Alright Alright Alright

Alright Alright Alright

Alright Alright Alright

Alright Alright Alright

Alright Alright Alright."

"I'm gonna fucking kill this motherfucker!" Chris shouted through the music, hands over his ears. The anger on his face made everyone around him back away, Jonathan sighed. It wasn't going to be an easy day for any of them.

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Location: Weight Room, First Floor

"Um...hi Tenko." Kaikane said, or rather shouted. The Ultimate Neo-Aikido Master delivered a swift kick to the sand bag before her, ripping it in half. Feeling a presence behind her, she swiftly turned around, arms raised to strike, only to realize it was the younger Aulani Twin.

"What do you want degenerate?"

"What?" he cried out. She sighed, cupping her mouth.

"What do you want degenerate?!" she shouted. The boy cringed a bit, shaking his head a bit. He cupped his own mouth, a small frown on his face.

"I wanted to hang out! But this music is starting to bother me!" he cried back. Tenko gave him a nod, gesturing for him to follow. She grabbed a hold of her towel, drying the sweat from her forehead. The two walked outside.

It was relatively quieter outside than inside. But Monokuma had apparently spent the night preparing. Large black and white speakers had been placed all over the place outside. The ones on the outdoor stage were blasting the same music from inside. They had gotten through three hours of Alright, and had now moved on to the Nyan Cat theme song. Everyone was trying to keep themselves busy, but even that was a challenge. Victoria and Setsuko were hanging out with Gabriella, tending to her wound every so often. He could see the Media Critic feverishly typing into her laptop. He wondered how worn those keys were by now.

"So, what did you wanna do degenerate?" Tenko asked, arms crossed in annoyance. Kaikane frowned, he wasn't expecting for her to actually agree.

"Oh uh...hmm...I wasn't planning on you agreeing so...shit. Oh I know, how about we go to the A/V room and play some video games?" he asked. She blinked a few times, brows knitted in confusion.

"Video games?"

"Uh yeah...you know? Like uh...Call of Duty?" he said. She shook her head, crossing her arms.

"I'm sorry, but I've never played video games. I spent most of my life training at a temple. So I don't know what Call of Duty even is." she admitted. He smiled, grabbing a hold of her wrist.

"Come on, I'll teach you all about gaming!" he said happily. Normally, she would have flipped any man who dared grab her hand. But she just let him do as he wished. She didn't know why, but she felt comfortable around him, enough for him to actually break the Touch barrier.

She didn't complain, she just allowed herself to be followed. She silently wondered if Himiko would have played these mythical video games. Perhaps if there were ones centered around magic, she would likely play it. It didn't take them long to reach the Audio Visual Room, the music wasn't as loud in this room, as the only speaker was for the PA system. Kamron and Anastasia were in there, and as soon as the two entered, the Mercenary pushed the Persuader away, making him bump into one of the computers. She tugged on her skirt, glaring at the two.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" she cried, her accented voice cutting through Pen Pineapple Apple Pen.

"Excuse me, but we're allowed to go where ever we want in the school. Didn't think you two would be sucking face here though." Kaikane said, hand on his hip, brow quirked. Tenko looked him over, shuddering a bit.

"He looks almost identical to Tsubaki when he does that. They may not be identical, but the similarities are uncanny." she thought.

"Normally I wouldn't be with someone like her. However, for the sake of my own protection, I have formed an alliance of sorts with Anastasia. I wish to bring honor to the Di Carita Family, Anastasia wishes to exterminate both Maki and the men who killed her father. I was able to convince her that joining forces would do us better than remaining alone." Kamron said firmly, tugging on his shirt a bit, standing tall and firm.

"Are you sure it wasn't your dick that convinced you? Instead of you convincing her?" he asked. The boy sputtered, cheeks flushing a bit though due to the low lighting, it was impossible to tell.

"I assure you Kaikane, it wasn't anything of the sort. It certainly has nothing to do with Anastasia being a Nymphomaniac either."

"You had it and you lost it...it matters not. If Jonathan and Veruca can find enough peace to be together in this school, then so can we. I must admit, I started this relationship to find a means to control my libido. However, Kamron has proven to be quite the gentlemen. Not only that...he's the only friend I have left in this school. I've made many mistakes in life, and I am trying to fix them...but it isn't possible at the moment. I do not care what you do with this information, just leave us alone alright?"

"Tania, I don't care about any of this okay? Listen, I know you fucked up...Kirumi died because of a vendetta. You felt angry that Maki got to live while your friend Alice didn't. It is wrong yes...and I may get flak for saying this, but be glad that it was her and not you."

"Kaikane? What the hell, I thought Kirumi was your friend?!" Tenko cried, looking shocked and appalled by what the boy had said. He turned to face her, his eyes glistening a bit.

"She was Ko, she was. But you have to look at it from our perspective as well. Anyone could have opened that door, walked in and been knifed. It it had been Tsubaki...I don't know what I would do."

"Hmm...I guess from that point of view, I get what you mean. If was to ensure the safety of my little sisters...I would most certainly kill anyone in my way. Friend or not...family comes before anything else." Kamron said firmly. Anastasia leaned back against the wall, cupping her elbows as she looked up.

"Da...I believe family is important too...still, killing is something I have always loathed."

"If you hate killing so much, why do it?" Tenko asked curiously. Anastasia remained silent for a moment, pondering the question. Her ear twitched a bit, suddenly her arm snapped back, a single kunai flying straight to the speaker above the door, destroying it entirely. Silence now filled the room, as the A/V room was sound proofed.

"Pardon me, I needed some quiet to properly reply. The answer to your question is...well...it's simple. I kill to save people, not because I like doing it. My parents were very loving to me...we moved from Moscow when I was about 5 years old, finding a home in Boston, Massachusetts. We had a happy family...but I wasn't expecting for someone there to know my father. I will admit, my father was...involved in many things. Turns out this man was part of the Mafia. That's what lead me to become who I am now."

"Your father was part of the Mafia at one point then?" Kamron asked curiously.

"Net...he wasn't in it, but I suppose you could say he was a supplier. Firearms mostly. When he moved to America, I suppose those men told their connections here, they tracked him down and strong armed him to continue. I suppose when he said he wouldn't, they took extreme measures...that lead to me becoming an orphan. I sought revenge for what they had done to my family...but I couldn't do anything, I was a little girl. That is until I ran into Fenrir. They were looking for orphans, people that no one would be missed, to be trained into the next generation of Ultimate Soldiers. I joined of my own free will, rose through the ranks and was given the rank of Lieutenant Major. I had my own platoon to command as well, but my skills were so well developed that I was put into Black Watch."

"Black Watch?" Kaikane asked curiously.

"An elite division within Fenrir. It was made up solely of Ultimate level students. We were united under First Captain, Mukuro Ikusaba, the Ultimate Soldier. I myself was given the title of Ultimate Mercenary by one of the talent scouts of Hope's Peak Academy. It was merely a formality until I decided to attend. There was the Ultimate Marksman, Jackson Terrance Colton, he's still alive I presume. Alongside him, we had an enigma, a young man named Smith. None of us knew what his real name was, but he was the best fighter I have ever seen. He was given the title of Ultimate Undercover Agent. Finally, the last additions to our little squadron was Nicholas and Alice Bailey, the Ultimate Military Engineer and Ultimate Field Medic respectively. Together, we were tasked with taking down some of the darkest people on the planet." she said firmly.

"Oh my...that sounds so cool! You're like super heroes!" Tenko cried, earning a frown from Anastasia.

"We've been called many things in the past, but I assure you, "Heroes" isn't one of them. Black Watch was a private military company, we were hired by foreign governments to do shady shit. Hell, I had the pleasure of working with Putin himself. Had some contacts who stole sensitive documents, planning to take them to North Korea. A secret alliance between the United States, China and Russia was struck, and two more companies joined ours. Under the leadership of Captain Ikusaba, we were able to enter that country and destroy all of the nuclear weapons they had made. We did the same in Israel, and many other warring countries. However, the Brotherhood of Assassin's was getting tired of our interference. So they sent their Elites after us and...well you know how that went." she said, finishing her story.

"How many of them were there? Assassin's I mean?" Kaikane asked curiously.

"Four."

"Four?" the three exclaimed, earning a nod from the strawberry haired woman.

"Yeah...they were Elite Assassin's, one rank shy of being Master Class. The Brotherhood was an organization that Black Water was tasked with eliminating. Made things difficult, too many assassins world wide, all of them blending into society. They were in deep, but we figured if we headed to Masyaf, where the Brotherhood had supposedly started. But we found nothing. Regardless, I'm sure discussing this is illegal, even if I'm all that's left of Black Watch."

"Maybe we shouldn't discuss this...we came here to play video games anyway. I was looking through some games earlier and found several copies of Left4Dead 2. We'll have to make a dedicated LAN game though, to bypass the online log in." Kaikane said, walking to back shelf where all of the Video Games were.

"Don't you require internet for a LAN connection?" Kamron asked, causing the boy to frown.

"Shit...your right."

"Don't worry! I got you all prepared!" the voice of Monokuma said, causing them all to jump a bit. The bear hopped onto one of the long tables, a grin on his face as he placed a black and white router at one of the stations.

"Uh...what is that?" Tenko asked.

"What? Ain't'cha ever seen a router before? Man how long were you in Tibet princess?" he asked.

"HYAAH! Don't make fun of me bear, I can easily tear you in two!"

"I encourage you to do it, I think you'd look prettier with your brains splattered all over the walls." Monokuma replied, causing Tenko to back away fearfully.

"What ploy is this? Do you not get enjoyment from our current bound of psychological torture? I can still hear the music blaring under the door." Anastasia said.

"Eh...this is a safe haven I guess. You destroyed the only speaker, besides I like watching everyone try to live normal lives. Contrary to popular belief, I'm more benevolent than everyone thinks I am. So I'm allowing you to use the internet. Thing is, everything is completely blocked on it. No Facebook, no YouTube, no means of interacting with the outside world. But the signal is enough for a LAN Connection...have fun. Perhaps you could put what you learn in that game to practice? I'd certainly enjoy seeing someone getting their brains bashed in with a bat." the bear said, leaving with a chortle. Kaikane frowned, looking at the Router.

"Well...we can't complain right? It's better to at least have something than nothing."

"Mhmm! No use looking a Giraffe in the ass!" Tenko said happily. Anastasia looked at her, face scrounging in confusion.

"I believe the phrase is "Don't look a gift horse in the mouth"."

"Huh...oh? Right yeah...pfft, I knew that." she said, watching as Kaikane linked four computers together, plugging the router into the T-2 line with a long blue Ethernet Cable.

"We're linked up...we're most likely gonna have to run updates on the game. I'm sure Valve will still be doing that...it shouldn't take long, so we can just chill until then. It's a good thing I was able to bring these from home." he said, pulling out a flash drive from his pocket.

"What are those?" Kamron asked curiously.

"Mods for course! What man plays Left4Dead2 normally? I got thousands of maps, Mods, and a lot of other things. We're gonna be entertained for hours!"

Kamron and Tenko shared a look, both of them not knowing what he was talking about. Anastasia however seemed to be familiar with what was before her. So she just sat at one of the PC's and started messing on it, grabbing one of the discs and inserting it into the disc drive. The two watched attentively, hoping to learn something new about Computer Gaming.

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Location: (Cafeteria, 1stFloor)

"Are you alright Anaji?" Alice asked softly, sitting before the boy. His focus was mostly on his drawing tablet. He had been working on concept art for awhile, several pencil sketches littered the cafeteria table, as he was currently redrawing them on his tablet.

"I'm perfectly fine Miss Caroll. You shouldn't trouble yourself with the likes of me."

"Why not? You're one of my students, I need to protect you." the Ultimate Secretary said. Her eye twitched a bit, her hand grabbing a hold of his files. It didn't take her long to organize everything into neat piles, all sitting around the boy. He just looked at her oddly.

"Um...thanks for organizing those."

"Sorry dear...it's just a tick of mine. You know how OCD is, hehe." she said, rubbing her arm. He sighed, his eyes drifting back toward his tablet.

"I've been...considering a few things."

"Oh? Are you going to make new friends?" she asked eagerly.

"No...I'm considering taking myself out of the game." he said, causing her to frown.

"What do you mean...take yourself out?" the blonde woman asked. He set his stylus down, crossing his arms.

"I think we both know what that is." he said, raising his voice a bit. Alice clutched her ears, glaring at the nearby monitor.

"Somebody once told me

The world is going to roll me

I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed.

She was looking kinda dumb

With her finger and her thumb

in the shape, of an L on her forehead.

Well the year's start coming

And they don't stop coming

And they don't stop coming

And they don't stop coming

And they don't stop coming

And they don't stop coming

And they don't stop coming

And they don't stop coming."

"I really wanna murder that bear." the woman said ominously. The video kept showing the same frame, repeating the same phrase. She noticed the counter read 3:00:00 meaning they would have to hear that for the next 3 hours, or until Monokuma got bored.

"Why do you bother with me? Seriously, you've been hanging around me like a doting mother. I don't deserve your kindness, I don't deserve to be living. Just leave me alone would you?"

"Grr...now you listen here mister! I didn't spend 2 years in Counseling School to let one of my students kill themselves. I have been through far too much in my life. I am not letting you do anything stupid. We all make mistakes, it's what we learn from them that makes us become better people. So don't force my hand, because I'll tie you up and stop you from doing anything stupid." she cried, pointing a dainty finger at the boy. He just sat there, frowning a bit as he looked at his tablet.

"Fine."

"Excellent...now then, let's start with making some friends. Mei-Ling, could I trouble you to come here for a moment?" Alice said, waving her hand above her head. The Folklore Researcher, who was reading a book nearby, stood up from her seat, shortening the distance between them.

"Is there something wrong Miss Alice?" she asked.

"Yes, I want you and Anaji to become friends. He's a Horror Concept Artist, you're a Folklore Researcher. I believe your talents can align, and he can craft some art from your stories." the Secretary replied. Mei-Ling nodded, sitting down next to Alice, placing a bookmark where she had left off.

"Hmm...I suppose I wouldn't mind. We did say we would talk on the first day. I do apologize...I've been trying to cope with our entrapment here." the girl said, flushing slightly.

"It's quite alright Miss Mei-Ling. After all, I wouldn't want to hang out with a murderer."

"Feihua! We can start right now, do you have anything in mind?" (Nonsense) she asked curiously.

"Um...any creatures from Chinese Folklore you might be interested in seeing?" the boy asked. Though tense, he displayed a sense of calmness, if anything, it was to fool himself.

"There are a lot, did you know Japan and China share various mythological creatures? The Fox spirit in Japan is known as the Kitsune. The nine tailed fox, said to be one of the more intelligent yokai. They possess a myriad of paranormal powers, one being the ability to trick others. Some depict it to be a mischievous spirit, while others depict it to be strong and loyal."

"I wasn't aware of that." the boy said, rather interested in what the young girl was saying.

"Yep, not only that. But they are also hailed as deities in Japan, Inari is the Fox Kami, or God in Japan. During the Edo Period of Japan, Foxes were seen as superstitious, female foxes were thought to transform into Witches. It's also why most Kitsune are depicted as female. One such legend states that the one who pulls the tail of a nine tailed fox, is cursed to live for all of eternity. Some say they live forever, others have said they live around a millennium."

"What about in Chinese Folklore? There must be some differences correct?" Alice asked, not interested in what Mei-Ling was saying.

"Oh yes, there are vast differences. There's a story known as Shanhijing, or Classic of Mountain and Seas. Chapter 14 has the character Guo Pu comment on the Nine-Tail Fox. There's also another myth, about Yu the Great running into a Nine-Tailed Fox, which he interpreted as a good sign, that he would marry his lover Nujiao. My favorite however is the legend of the Celestial Fox." she said, a small smile on her face.

"Why is that? Did your father tell you about it?" Anaji asked, earning a nod from the young woman.

"He did...this one was his favorite myth as well. It's a legend that states, when a fox is fifty years old, they would transform into a woman. At a hundred, she would turn into a beautiful woman. Either that or a spirit medium, capable of enchanting men into having sexual intercourse with her. Males would fit the same role, capable of enchanting women to mate with them. When they turn one thousand years old, they leave the mortal realm, transcending into heaven as Celestial Foxes. Celestial Foxes have golden tails, and have their own talisman, their power is said to transcend Yin and Yang. They rule from the Palace of the Sun and Moon."

"Oh man...Naruto had it all wrong." Alice said, completely eating up what Mei-Ling was saying. She frowned a bit, resting her face in her hand. The music stopped briefly, giving them a bit of reprieve from the endless "And they don't stop coming" lines that had been repeating.

"Anime tends to take myths and turn them into something else entirely. Either that, or they do what League of Legends did, making a Kitsune who's over sexualized. Sure, they don't state it themselves, but the fandom has turned her into a sexual icon in that world. It just bothers me how no one bothers to learn about these folktales. There are so many legends, rich with history and myth, but no one ever gives enough of a damn to open a book."

"Well, now that you and Anaji are friends, maybe you can make a book or something? Compile the best legends out there! Anaji can draw them and you can add the lore! Better yet, why not write a story? That would be wonderful don't you think?" the Ultimate Talent Scout said, a grin on her face. Anaji looked away, flipping his stylus around his hand.

"I'm not much of a writer. I just draw concept art."

"It isn't a bad idea though...I love it, how about I write a rough draft and let you read it? Then you can draw the art. I'll be able to share all the research you need. Oh if only the Library was open...this would be a lot easier." Mei-Ling said, a look of genuine excitement on her face.

"See? This is how you distract yourselves from this shitty situation. I look forward to reading the first chapter of your story you two! I can tell it's going to be wonderful!" Alice said happily, clapping her hands. Static filled the PA system, a rather annoying sound filling the room.

"Do what you want cuz a pirate lives free

You are a Pirate!

Yar-har fiddle-dee-dee, being a pirate is alright with me

Do what you want cuz a pirate lives free!

You are a pirate!"

"Oh Christ." Anaji muttered under his breath.

As if on cue, Gabriella burst through the cafeteria doors, dressed in full pirate get up, down to a plastic hook she had attached to her stump. She jumped onto the table, holding her flintlock in her hands, a crazed look on her face. Not surprising enough, Carla was following after her, a black flag with a skull and crossbones attached to a pole in her hands. She was dressed in a Bikini, following faithfully after the Ultimate Pirate, who jumped onto a nearby table. There was a pencil drawn animation on the monitors, which she seemed to be following word for word.

"You are a pirate! (yeah!)

We got us a map (a map!)

to lead us to a hidden box

thats all locked up with locks (with locks!)

and buried deep away

We'll dig up the box (the box!)

we know it's full of precious booty

Bust open the locks,

and we'll say "HOORAY!"

"Yar-har fiddle-dee-dee!

If you want to sail the seas, you are a Pirate!"

"You uh...wanna go outside?" Anaji said, cupping his hands over his mouth so that Mei-Ling could hear.

"Yes!" she cried back.

The two students stood up, hastily leaving the cafeteria. Alice however remained behind, oddly entranced by the actions of the Ultimate Pirate. That was until Carla decided to take her top off, jumping around without a care in the world, much to her dismay and the joy of the other boys in the cafeteria.

xxx

Location: Morning Hope Academy, 2ndFloor

Kaito didn't know what to do. He had wanted to speak with Maki, but the brunette was rather elusive. As soon as he had wanted to speak with her the night before, she had disappeared. However he had been following her around, trying to find a quiet spot. He could tell the young woman was getting very annoyed by everything that was happening. He was too...it wasn't been more than a day since the last class trial and already a new motive had been initiated. "You are a Pirate" continued blaring through the PA system, a pencil animation playing on every monitor across the school. While he did chuckle the first time, seeing it 30 times in a row truly did become grating.

Maki had lead him to the second floor. There were no places for her to seek silence, save for the Home Economics Room, who was missing most of the speakers that had been installed in the rest of the school. It was as if Monokuma had spent the entire night preparing the school just for this. It was oddly amusing, yet terrifying at the same time. He had been in the Home Economics Room earlier that day, to help Sofia bring down some sweets to the big fridge downstairs, for Jill and Ryoma to serve. Entering the room, he found the brown haired Assassin by herself, holding a tea cup in her hands. Before he could say something, she looked up, giving him an icy glare.

"Would you mind telling me why you felt the need to follow me around?"

"Huh? Oh uh...I just...wanted to talk."

"Well I don't, kindly leave." she replied firmly.

"I don't want to leave. Don't you know it's dangerous to be alone?" he asked. She let out a chuckle, her crimson eyes locking with his violet ones.

"I not sure if that's an attempt at a joke. You know full well that I am capable of protecting myself."

"I didn't mean in that way. I'm sure the Ultimate Assassin can protect herself just fine. I meant, being alone is bad for your mind and heart. Solitude is never good, especially in a place like this." Kaito replied. Maki shrugged, finishing the last of her tea.

"I could care less for your petty sentiments. I've already stained my hands in blood...rather I've dipped them into the bucket once more. I do not care what you all think of me. So long as you keep your nose out of my business, I'll keep mine out of yours." Maki said firmly. She walked to a nearby station and grabbed a folded white jacket. It was then that Kaito took notice of her attire. She wasn't wearing her red cardigan anymore. She was wearing a sleeveless white shirt. She slipped her arms through the jacket, flipping the hood up, bold red markings on it.

"You...took your cardigan off?"

"That creepy jeweler won't stop looking at me. I do not understand his fascination with the color red. However, I wish to avoid a dangerous encounter with him, for his sake and not mine. I cannot die without taking out that Mercenary."

"That's another thing, what's your beef with Tania? Why did you kill that Alice girl?" he asked. She remained silent as she brushed past him.

"Don't concern yourself with matters that don't pertain to you."

"Aw, come on Maki-Roll, I'm trying to be your friend here!" he said cheerfully. She turned to face him, her eyes glowing brightly.

"I will kill you. Do not refer to me by that name!" she hissed, grabbing a hold of the door handle, leaving the room. The boy sighed, slamming his fist against the counter.

"Dammit...well at least that went better than I thought it would. Don't worry, I'll become your friend Maki-Roll, or my name isn't Kaito Momota! Luminary of the Stars!" he said, punching his hands together. From outside the room, Maki watched on, eyes narrowed. She didn't understand what the boy wanted with her. She wasn't going to let herself get close to anyone, especially in this game. The music suddenly stopped, causing him to look at the nearby monitor. His eyes widened a bit when a familiar music video started up.

"I'm sure Alison Gold is nice in person, but fuck her right now."

xxx

Location: Art Room, 2nd Floor

"I love Chinese Food (Yeah)

You know that it's true (Yeah)

I love Fried Rice

I love Noodles

I love Chow Mein, Chow M-M-M-Mein!"

"Shit eating son of a bitch! I wanna find the mother fucker who put this whiny white cunt in this video. Fuck her, fuck this video, fuck Chinese Food, and Fuck YOU FAT USHER!" Christopher shouted, swinging a wooden dowel into a nearby pot.

"Must you be an unbearable ass?" Chloe shouted back, watching the remains of the flower pot. Large pieces had fallen all over the countertop and the floor, leaving terracotta bits everywhere.

"This is the only way I can cope Chloe, don't make me angry!" the Lepidopterologist shouted, aiming his wooden dowel at the blonde girl. She rolled her eyes, her attention going back to the white sheets of paper in her hands. She grabbed one of the yellow pencils, continuing her coloring.

"You know Chris, I think you would be calmer if you just put out the music. That's what I've been doing." Tsumugi said, looking up from her own papers. She had been sketching outfits for awhile, various cosplays she was planning on creating. The boy sighed, rubbing his eyes.

"I've tried...it's just...that particular video really pisses me off. As if Friday was bad enough, I can't believe they're just handing out record deals to talentless white girls."

"Believe me, I'm sure there are more talentless hacks out there. We come from a country rich in Idol culture. I can assure you, there are a lot of idols that don't belong on stage." Rantaro said, looking up from the comic book he had been reading. It was one that he had read plenty of times before, the only one he could find anywhere.

"Yeah, that I can agree with. Though AKB48 has some cuties dancing on stage, not to mention there are other groups too. Kyary Pamyu Pamyu is fucking adorable."

"Ugh...I don't have anything against her, but her fucking song is so annoying. Pon Pon Way Way Way, I'll kill myself next Sunday." Tsumugi said, singing the words perfectly on key, making Rantaro and Chris burst into chuckles.

"Pon Pon Pon? Isn't the video for that song that trippy candy one?" Chloe asked.

"Mhmm...that's the one. I like the dress, and the colors are okay...but the biggest idol that has won my heart is definitely Sayaka Maizono. That girl is a total babe!"

"Sayaka Maizono is a total slut. Not to mention, I heard she did some really fucked up shit to get to the top. I used to listen to her stuff until that surfaced, not to mention the scandal surrounding one of her band mates and her bulimia. Oh and the nip-slip, can't forget that one." Chloe said, not bothering to look up from her paper. Chris chuckled, almost darkly as he reached into his pocket for his "Butterfly Book" flipping to the final page. He pulled something out from behind one of the pictures, holding it out.

"Behold! Sayaka Maizono's nip slip. This thing went viral a few months ago. The Japanese Government went crazy taking all videos and pictures down. But I was able to get this original picture from a dude on Ebay. He had two memory cards, and handed the authorities the clean one. He had to swallow the real one, tying it on a string which he wedged between his teeth. The dude is a total legend." he said. Rantaro stood up from his seat, taking a hold of the portrait.

Just as Chris had said, the picture was of Sayaka Maizono in one of her recent concerts. She was completely oblivious in the picture, smiling and standing next to her younger sister, Yukki Maizono. Her right breast was completely uncovered, the milky orb out for the whole world to see. The green haired boy couldn't help but laugh at her misfortune.

"Oh dear...she's never gonna let this one die. Maybe get that signed? It would be worth millions in a few years."

"Yeah, if he wants to get his balls crushed. Heard she was dating someone now...who was it, the son of Headmaster Kirigiri I think?" Tsumugi asked.

"Oh right...I forgot you two were from Hope's Peak...what's it like over there?" the boy asked, tucking his sacred portrait back in his pocket.

"Not that different from here, I would assume. The only true difference is the class sizes. We only have 4 years, not 5, unlike in traditional Japanese schools. Aside from that, each class is made up of 32 students, our class happens to be Class 79B." Rantaro explained.

"That's right, we were supposed to be with Class 79A during our Welcome Ceremony. But for some reason we were delayed for a few weeks. After being in limbo, we were offered a transfer to Morning Hope Academy. We were brought to a special school where we learned how to speak fluent English using a new device. It was based around the work of the Ultimate Programmer, Chihiro Fujisaki, as well as that of the Ultimate Neurologist, Yasuke Masuda. Basically, your brain gets stimulated using a special signal, to a place where you retain information. We were hired as beta testers for the device, and were able to learn 2 languages with it, English and Spanish." Tsumugi continued, looking up from her sketches.

"Wow...that's very interesting." Chloe said, genuinely interested in what the Ultimate Cosplayer was saying.

"We heard rumors that the program was developed using data from another talent. The talent of the Ultimate Princess, who we found out was able to learn and fluently speak 30 languages. I'm not sure what Hope's Peak Academy plans on using that data for. But things weren't exactly going well for the academy. I'm trying my hardest to remember but...I think something happened there...a massacre or something?" the Ultimate Adventurer said. Tsumugi shrugged, pushing her glasses up her nose.

"I don't remember anything of the sort, perhaps you are imagining things. Anyway, I just finished a perfect sketch of a Sailor Moon outfit. Chloe you have a nice physique, mind modeling it for me when it's done?" she asked eagerly.

"Pfft...no. Do you know who I am? I'm Chloe Raincomprix! I do not model, I have models that model for me! Unless it's something fit for a Queen, I am not allowing that drek touch me." she said, holding her nose up high.

"And here I thought you were being humble. You were acting so nice too." Chris said, shaking his head in disappointment.

"You know Chloe, I believe you should be true to yourself. Stop the whole "I'm a Queen, obey me shtick". I believe you'll make more friends that way." the blue haired cosplayer said.

"Shut up peasant! My rules are absolute, I'm at the top of the pyramid and you nerdy losers are at the bottom. You should be grateful that I'm allowing you to gaze upon the beauty that is my body."

"Hmm...you know...now that I think about it, I think I know why I held a beetle above you in that picture. It's because beetles are the nastiest bugs on the planet. If I'm right, the beetle I held was a Dung beetle, known for making small shitballs and walking around with them for miles. That's what you are Chloe, an insignificant little dung beetle."

"Oh, fuck you! You can kiss my ass you butterfly loving hack." the girl shouted, shaking her fist at him.

"I would gladly fuck you my dear. Alas my dick is far too godly for a mere mortal woman like you. Not to mention I'm laying my claim on Jules and her thick ass. I sadly have no time for you, not to mention you look like you are twelve. I wouldn't want to get arrested for raping a minor." he said jokingly. Chloe growled angrily, standing up from her seat. Before Chris knew it, he was socked in the face, knocked completely unconscious by the Ultimate Queen Bee. She spat in his face, kicking him in the ribs.

"Ha! Take that you fucking pleb! How dare you disrespect your queen? You are lucky I don't chain you and send you to the dungeons!"

"Ugh...you two are so annoying. Why don't you wait until he wakes up and have some make up sex or something?" Tsubaki asked. Chloe cracked her knuckles, earning a chuckle from the bluenette, who busied herself with another sketch.

xxx

Location: Mirror Lodge (Miu Iruma's Dorm)

"Motherfucking shit! Why the fuck does it have to be I like Chinese Food? God, I wouldn't mind something stupid, like Alex Jones. But fucking shit does it have to be that stupid blonde cunt?" Miu shouted, contemplating on throwing a wrench at the monitor in her room.

The Ultimate Inventor's Room was the same dimensions as the other rooms in Mirror Lodge. However, it was vastly different. She had a bed, dressers and the like. However every single piece of furniture was covered in an invention of some sort. Either it had projects she had yet to finish, projects she had yet to start, or panties, or a combination of the three. There were various white tubes containing blue prints everywhere. In the very center of the room was a large wooden table, with some stools. It was her Work Bench of sorts, as she couldn't work anywhere else. She also had her closet filled with various tools and other things that aided her in inventing. Aside from that, the room was very normal. As normal as a woman's room could be. The music suddenly stopped, making her sigh, only for a new song to start.

"I don't like them putting chemicals in the water that turn the freaking frogs gay!

Do you understand that?

Turn the freaking frogs gay!"

"Ugh...this is worse!"

"You brought this upon yourself dear. You wished to hear Alex Jones, and you got yourself Alex Jones. Did you forget the Mastermind has his eyes on us at all times?" Celestia mused, pointing at the surveillance camera in the corner of the room.

"Oh that? I totally forgot that was on. I've done quite a lot of things in front of that camera. Nothing turns me on more than having an audience." Miu said, giving her mounds a slight jiggle.

"Quite, however I requested an audience because I wished to share something with you. Something of vital importance." the Ultimate Physicist said. Miu sat across from her, arms crossed.

"Alright then, you have my attention." she said. Celestia reached into her dress, pulling out what looked to be a flash drive. Miu looked at it for a moment, standing up briefly and retrieving her laptop. Once she had plugged the device into it and loaded its contents, she looked them over.

"You designed this? All by yourself?" She asked, after some moments of silence.

"That is correct. It took me a lot longer than I wanted too, but I believe this is our best bet in getting out of here. What I want to know is, is it possible?" she asked.

"Hmm...I'm not sure. The build itself isn't that hard to do, however the programming is what would be difficult. Not to mention we would need a diamond, or something like that to control the influx of energy. Not to mention creating Zero-Point energy would be a bit difficult." Miu said, frowning as she looked the plans over. Celestia sighed, twirling a stand of hair around her clawed finger.

"Here I thought I had finally created something worthwhile. I've longed to get out of this place for awhile now. I don't want any of my friends to perish here."

"Hey now, hold your horses. I never said it wasn't possible. Let me crunch some numbers real quick." the inventor said, grabbing a notepad.

Celestia watched attentively, watching the girl write, erase and repeatedly write numbers onto a the paper. She ripped out various sheets of paper, tossing them on the floor, adding to the piles. She continued to watch her work for about an hour, almost falling asleep when the girl finally finished.

"Eureka!"

"Gah...what...what?"

"I got it Estia! The Girl Genius delivers!" she said happily, handing her a piece of paper. It contained three different formulas on it, which Celestia was reviewing. Miu handed her three more sheets of paper, each holding a formula, conjecture and calculation on it.

"You did this all in under an hour?" she asked, impressed with her skill.

"Of course I did! The Ultimate Inventor can get anything done honey. Now then, harnessing Zero-Point energy is going to be the hardest aspect of this. We'll have to accurately compute the expected energy of Zero Photon Mode. If we can do that, we'll be able to create the Zero-Point Plasma chamber. I can easily make one using the Hyper Cubes I designed."

"Hmm...what about the Black Hole generator?"

"That's a tough one. We won't be able to create black holes on Earth easily. The only way we can do that is by using a particle accelerator. If we could access the Physics Lab, can easily make one. In fact, I think this school has a small one here. Capturing that black hole will be the tough part. If it becomes unstable, well...you can kiss our asses goodbye." Miu said.

"Yes, I'm aware of the dangers. The last thing we need to worry about is the universe caving in on itself. If anything, that would be a blessing in disguise for all of us." Celestia replied, her crimson eyes focusing on the papers in front of her.

"Hmm...the thing we're gonna need to hunt are diamonds. I mean, sapphires would do, but only if they're white. We need about four small ones and one big one. That way, we can redirect the Zero-Point Energy through the black hole, thus super charging the phantom particles in the air, creating our portal. Thing is, if this works the way I think it works, what would be the point?"

"We could escape, perhaps seek refuse in the outside world."

"Celestia, this portal gun isn't like the one in the video game. Those open holes between space. This gun is strong enough to tear holes through dimensions. If you follow the dimensional plane, you can only go forward. It would take forever to return to our own dimension." Miu replied.

"I am aware of this."

"Tell me...did you design this portal gun to get us all out of here, or to find a dimension where your father accepts you?" the Inventor asked. Her eyes widened a bit in shock, jaw dropping.

"How do you know about that?"

"I was in the other shower, duh-doi! I heard all of your juicy secrets, and just so you know, I don't give a shit about you being a man. You are the bravest person I know, facing all of that judgment and shit. You make me proud to be a woman of science, especially for doing the shit that you are doing." she said, earning a flush from the brown haired Lolita.

"T-thank you...whoo, you're making me blush." she said.

"Hehe...no problem sweetheart. We big breasted girls gotta stick together! Now then...if you let me keep these plans, I think I can tweak the design a bit. This one looks kinda blocky, but I can definitely trim it down."

"Of course, as for the build...that's the big issue. Especially due to the Physics Lab being closed. We don't have nearly the necessary materials to create something like this." Celestia said.

"Pfft...you're talking to the girl genius! I've created more with less. Give me 3 days and I'll have a prototype ready for us. Count on it!" she said. The Physicist smiled, giving her a nod.

"I'm glad that we met, I don't know how I could ever repay you."

"Hehehe...I think I have an idea. Don't think about you repaying me, but me wanting to do something kinky." Miu said, licking her lips a bit, eyeing the young woman's lap.

"Um...Miu, why are you looking at me like that?"

"No reason, you plan to chop it off right? Well I just want you to keep some memories for the road. I bet you've never even used it right? It's in mint condition, well not for much longer." she said, the grin on her face growing slightly. Celestia swallowed hard, looking at the wall.

"Perhaps I should take my leave. I don't exactly like where this is going." she thought, standing up from her seat. She looked over to the monitor, seeing the Alex Jones song had finally ended. The next one began, one that both fascinated and disgusted the Physicist.

"I was walking through the forest of Moccasin Breath

When I saw a troll boy wearing tight pants

I want to own them

But can you even dance in those pants?

"Watch me woman!"

They made him move like a vessel of shimmy

All sweet and tender like a tiny baby kitty

I need to get some!

Put my body in them!

Then I will rule the land!"

"On second thought, I believe I could use a bit of a distraction." Celestia said, turning away from the television.

"Atta boy Celestia! Just so you know, this is just mutual, for the purpose of stress relief. My pussy is the best on this planet, but that doesn't mean I want you to come back to me begging me for sex, understood?" she asked.

"Of course, besides I seem to have feelings for another person." she said, her cheeks tinged crimson.

"Then I'll make sure you have all the practice you need for when you have to go heels to Jesus." Miu said, grabbing a hold of Celestia's dress, lifting it up, eyes widening in surprise.

"Albert Einstein's Nipples! This thing is huge!"

"I...thanks?" Celestia asked, clearly confused.

"My god...this dick has to at least be nine inches...oh I'm so going to enjoy riding this. Hope you're into candle wax dear, because I'm going to show you all of the tricks I know. I'm gonna milk these balls for all the juicy cum they contain." she said, licking her lips as she dropped to her knees. Celestia bit her lip, her eyes back to the music video.

"Why is this turning me on so fucking hard? I spent 4 days without any sexual stimulation, despite that placebo effect. So many years spent training to be a proper lady, and I lose it all here. Damn you Leslie Hall." she cursed in her mind. Her breath hitched a bit, and she grabbed a hold of Miu's head, glancing down at the smirk she was giving her.

"You like that don't you? You dirty ladyboy, I'm gonna show you how to be a man and a woman~"

xxx

Location: Morning Hall (Theater) 1stFloor

"Even the quietest place in the school is not spared from the drek pouring out of those speakers." Harrison said, frowning as he leaned back in his seat. Angie was sitting at the edge of the stage, a sketch pad in her hands, kicking her small feet.

"Do not fret dear, the mighty Atua shall keep us from falling to the clutches of this motive. Why, he's already blessed me with his own hymns which I'm singing in my head. This doesn't bother Angie a single bit!" she said happily.

"I suppose you are right, Atua is always there to guide us in this troubling time." he said happily.

"Ugh...this dumb bitch. I swear, if it wasn't because I would be executed, I would have slit her throat a long time ago. I wonder what kind of blood flows through her veins? Will it be crimson red? Or will it be pink like the others? Funny how despair changes our views on the world. At least she's getting better at giving head." he thought, a flush on his cheeks. Angie looked up, pouting a bit.

"Harry, are you having impure thoughts?"

"Of course not! I'm just thinking...the female body is a wonderful world of art. Perhaps you should take everything off, and walk around without clothes. Atua gave you a beautiful body, might as well show off his work right?" he asked.

"Hmm...you do have a point, but that would be indecent. Atua doesn't put others in scenarios where others would be uncomfortable. However since you appreciate my body, I'll stay nude in our dorm." she said, giving him a wink. Both of them cringed when their current song shifted to an a bass boosted Hamster Dance, the crackling coming from the speakers was ungodly.

"Ugh...this is horrible! What benevolent god puts us through so much fucking torture?!"

"What's wrong Angie? I thought you were singing Hymns?" Harrison asked, earning a glare from the Artist. The music seemed to go up another decibel, rattling the mounts the speakers were attached too. It didn't take long for the speakers to literally explode from the song, throwing the room into partial silence.

"My god...will this nightmare end?" Harrison murmured, ears ringing loudly.

Ding Dong Ding Dong

"Ahem, I would like to formally apologize to everyone. That last song ended up destroying some our speakers. However we have managed to go strong for the last 7 and a half hours! I got a song tailor made for everyone, hope you like Justin Bieber!"

"And I was like, Baby Baby Baby."

"AAAAAAHHHHH! I FUCKING HATE JUSTIN BIEBER!"

"Was that Jon?" Angie asked, eyes widening a bit as the Songwriter's voice echoed through the school.

"I believe it was...I'm surprised his voice was able to cut through it." the Ultimate Jeweler said. He shook his head, sighing audibly.

"This is horrible...I wish I could at least work on some jewelry. I wanted to make Tenko a custom bracelet using some of Himiko's ashes. Not to mention I have that ring I made for Jill as well. I doubt she'd appreciate it, but dying a white diamond pink using someone's blood is terribly painful."

"Are you alright?" Angie asked, earning a smile from the boy.

"I'm quite already dear...just wish I could work on some jewelry. I need peace and quiet to focus on it. However it is quite difficult to achieve with this motive." he said.

"I know...I've been trying to draw something, but it seems my hands can only draw what's on my mind." she said, turning the pad to the boy. It showed a caricature of Angie, slamming a large mallet on Monokuma's head, bright pink brain matter splattering the bottom of the page.

"How artistic." the boy said, a look of amusement on his face. The two heard footsteps behind them, and looked back, seeing the Ultimate Figure Skater walking down the aisle, holding a Gameboy Advanced SP in her hands. She also had a pair of earbuds in her ears, though they didn't seem to be plugged into anything. She looked up, the frown on her face deepening.

"Oh great...I didn't think you two were in here." she said, removing one of her buds.

"Where did you procure those?" the Ultimate Artist asked curiously.

"Uh...my dorm room? These are mine, since my phone was taken from me, I don't have a use for them. However they work perfectly as ear plugs. I just needed a place where I could be alone, since Kaikane is off playing games and no one seems willing to talk." she admitted.

"I do see the issue in that. However no one is willing to talk because it's impossible to hear. The music is everywhere, in our dorms, outside, in the school. I'm surprised they left the bathrooms intact." Harrison said.

"Speak for yourself, I don't think I could tinkle with Cotton Eye Joe blaring in my ear." Angie said, shuddering a bit at the thought.

"Whatever...I think I'm gonna head somewhere else. The bathroom doesn't seem like a bad place to hold out. At least until dinner time." Tsubaki said, swiftly turning around.

"Before you go, I must ask you something. Do you always wear those outfits?" Harrison asked curiously. Tsubaki turned to face the boy, glancing at herself. She was wearing one of her many Skating Dresses, this one being a pastel white leotard with bright blue markings around the shoulders. She was wearing pale see through leggings and her skating boots. They had been custom made to look like her figure skates, and rarely parted with them.

"Of course I do, I'm a figure skater dip shit. I have Skate Dresses and Leotards for every day of the week. It's what I feel comfortable in, you wear jewelry you made right? It's the same as that." she replied, pointing out the pendant he was wearing around his neck, which was clearly custom made.

"Hmm...I suppose that's true. It's just...you look very nice in them, you have very beautiful legs. Have you ever thought of exchanging the white parts for red?"

"Have you ever thought of cutting the shit? Seriously, how can you comment on another woman's legs when you're girl is right there?" Tsubaki cried, gesturing to Angie who just smiled.

"I don't mind him looking. We have to appreciate Atua's work after all, everyone has a beautiful body. Oh! I have an idea, would you mind if I painted you? You have such a nice figure, I can already imagine how those assets look without that pesky leotard." she said. Tsubaki snapped her Gameboy shut, shoving it in her small hand bag, approaching the two, jacket flipping a bit as she walked.

"I'm going to tell you this once so you can fucking understand. Do not, ever, ask me that again. I will not strip for the likes of you. Also, I heard from Calem what you did to Mei-Ling. If you wish to keep your balls in their rightful place, leave her alone. If not, I'll done my sharpest pair of skates and slice them off your body. Is that understood?"

"My, I didn't think the Ultimate Figure Skater was this brash...but fine, I shall hold my tongue around the little dragon. I thought women enjoyed compliments."

"When they come from creeps like you, we don't want them. So you can take your compliments and shove them where the sun don't shine. Angie, if you have some semblance of control, get away from this guy. He's a bad influence on you." Tsubaki said firmly.

"I will not allow you speak ill of Harrison! He is a devout follower of Atua, and my other half! We will spread the word of our god throughout the land. I'm afraid you cannot be saved, Atua doesn't take kindly to those who disagree without teachings."

"I could care less about your religion and your god. Truth of the matter is, I'm a realistic person. I seek to find the truth in all of the things going on here, and no false god is going to help me achieve that end. Just stay away from me, and Mei-Ling, I mean it." she said, swiftly turning around, exiting the theater.

"There goes my plans of recruiting her. I thought if I admired her body she would join us. Oh well." Harrison said.

"It isn't going to be that easy Harrison...we must be careful with how we word it." Angie said. The boy smiled, tracing her jawline.

"I know exactly what I am doing dear. Atua's teaching's are guiding me along the righteous path. No longer shall we suffer in despair, when his words are nothing but hope. We need to show everyone how much better things will be when they open their hearts to Atua. You shall be the one leading us all my Queen." he said, earning a nod from the girl. She had a flush on her skin, and she was biting her lower lip, eating up every single word he spoke.

"Heh...move over Kamron, I'm the new Ultimate Persuader. This dumb ass is going to make a rather interesting tool." he thought, as he pressed his lips against hers, hand traveling to her Sacred Spot.

xxx

Location: Music Recording Studio (2nd Floor)

The music recording studio on the 2nd floor was very big. The entire center of the second floor plaza had been dedicated to this room. It created a sort of box in the plaza that seemed out of place. The outside walls were used as a hub of information, advertising school clubs and various other events. The inside of the room was vastly different however.

The room was rather large and roomy on the inside. The main part of the room seemed to be a sitting room of sorts. Plush black carpets had been placed on the floor. There was a brown leather sofa placed upon the walls, left of the main entrance. There was a glass table in the center of the room, sitting over the Emblem of Morning Hope Academy, the familiar Eagle being emblazoned on nearly everything in the school. There were two tables at either side of the 4 seater couch, both adorned with a potted orchid. Across from that on the right side of the room, was a pair of recliners, and there was a love seat which was facing away from the glass doors, straight ahead at the recording booth.

The walls were covered in red, white and blue sound proofing tiles. They were all placed in a striped pattern, making it look rather patriotic. A ceiling fan hung from the center of the room, the blades being made from particle board. Placed on the walls were several records, two silver, three gold and six double platinum records. Each of them seemed to be of famous artists.

There was a wooden door at the side of the room, near the very back, which lead to the recording booth. Just outside the booth, was a panel filled with various buttons, knobs, and equalizers. There were three different panels, two were angled to the sides, while there was a main board at the very center. A lone chair sat before the sound proof glass. The booth itself contained four microphones, along with headphones. The walls within were covered in golden sound proofing pads, the lights making them glow as if they were made from actual gold. As per usual, there was a surveillance camera and monitor at the back of the room, much like the other rooms in the school. The final part of the room were the three shelves lined to the brim with CDs. There were stacks upon stacks of CDs, both original tracks and those of various artists. For someone like Jonathan, it was heaven, especially thanks to the fact the place was insulated. There was barely any noise in the Music Recording Room.

"I must admit Jon, coming here was a brilliant idea. I'm surprised no one else has decided to give this room a whirl." Veruca said, eyeing the golden records on the wall. She had calmed down significantly since her rude awakening. Her lengthy hair was neatly brushed, and she was wearing the same outfit she had worn when she had woken up in the academy, minus the parka of course.

"Well, the only reason no one else is here is because you need a pass. Only those with Musical Talents can enter the Music Recording Room. It's written in the Student Handbook. Apparently, mine is programmed to let me enter. The only other person capable of entering is Kaede, it's thanks to her that Calem was able to find that picture in here." he said, earning a soft "Oh" from the girl. She took a few steps toward the Music Shelf, seeing all of the discs lined up on it.

"My word...there's so much music here. All of them being renditions of songs, way back to the 1930s. This is an amazing collection."

"Mhmm...I'm surprised they're all compact though. I'm sure there's a collection of vinyl somewhere. Probably in the Music Hall upstairs." he replied, glancing at the recording booth. He stood before the panel, looking through the glass. He swallowed that lump that had suddenly formed in his throat.

"Why do I feel nervous all of a sudden? No it isn't nervousness, nostalgia maybe? As if I've been here before? No that can't be. This is literally the first time I've been here. It's probably just my imagination."

"Hey sweetheart, what's the name of the song you performed the other night?" Veruca asked curiously.

"Which one?"

"Uh...the second one."

"That one is called Novocaine. I wrote it for Fall Out Boy, I was in the middle of perfecting the demo when I woke up here though." he replied, eyeing the recording equipment before him, a smile on his face.

"Hmm...then I would assume you haven't finished writing it then?"

"No, the song is written. I'm working on the following song, The Fourth of July. Why are you asking me this?" he asked curiously, turning around. She was holding an album in her hands, reading the words on the back.

"Because...I found this CD, I figured listening to your favorite band would cheer you up. Especially after being forced to listen to Justin Bieber. But when I read the track list I...here take a look." she said, handing him the CD. It was indeed a Fall Out Boy album, the Album being called American Beauty/American Psycho. He turned the CD around, eyes widening a bit when he saw the Eleven Tracks on it.

"No...no this can't be real." he said.

"It is...look when it was made." she said, pointing to the bottom. He looked at the fine print at the bottom, seeing the year of 2015 being written on it. He hastily opened the CD, pulling the booklet from inside, flipping to the cover.

"This album was released January 16th of 2015. It can't be...they're on Tour right now...we met up in July and started writing some ideas down. This isn't possible, this can't be real!"

"Calm down sweetie...I'm certain there is a logical explanation for this. Remember, our memories are a bit screwy at the moment. Take a deep breath, everything will be fine." Veruca said, helping the boy remain calm. He shook his head a bit, turning the booklet over.

"Thanks for helping us with this Album. I'm sure you'll consider our offer, until then enjoy it. It was only possible with your help."

"Sign...Patrick Stump, and everyone else...this CD is mine." he said, looking up at his girlfriend, a look of confusion on his face. She took it from his hands, placing the booklet inside and closing it.

"So...it seems we are missing more time than I had initially assumed. It could be that what the bear said this morning is true. He said that it was November 30th 2018."

"That can't be possible. We entered school September 5th 2014. There is absolutely no way we've been here that long. That's over 5 years Veruca. We couldn't have lost that much time!"

"I know that! That, don't you think I don't know that? Bleeding Christ! It's as if everything keeps stacking on our shoulders! First the pictures, now this. If we truly did meet before all of this, then I assume we knew each other for at least 2 years. I would never sit on a man's lap and glomp him without a care in the world." Veruca replied, earning a nod from the boy.

"Though it would be welcome, I can tell you wouldn't do that outright. Maybe that picture was taken of us in our Sophomore Year. It would make sense. Probably in Mid-September. It doesn't snow here so we wouldn't necessarily be cold. It would account for this album being released, and a few other missing moments." he said. Veruca nodded, looking away from him for a moment.

"If we go back to the theories I had before...there's a gap of at least 2 to 3 years. I believe that would be enough for that dome to be built over us. If that's so...something happened outside...on a global scale. Which lead to the school ceasing function as an academy. That's what lead the doors to be replaced with bomb proof blast doors. It would also explain why the entirety of the school is sealed up with iron plates. While we were safely inside, the dome was built. I assume the dome was finished recently, the windows in the gymnasium are uncovered. I believe that's the missing moment, the part of the timeline where our memories are tampered with."

"Veruca, that's impossible. There is no way a global catastrophe happened. Do you honestly believe that? That this school was turned into some shelter, that we were all here and now are being forced to kill each other? I can't believe that!" he cried.

"It's just a theory honey, no need to get so worked up. However...it seems things are becoming even more shrouded in mystery. Just who is the mastermind, what are they planning? What do they get out of it? I'm sure if we continue exploring each floor, we will figure out what happened here." she said.

"Yeah...by sacrificing ourselves." Jon said dejectedly, turning away from her. Veruca frowned, taking a hold of his chin, making him face her. She gave him a smile, her supple hand cupping his cheek.

"We will get out of here. It is a shame that we've lost so many lives already. We however cannot falter...they shall not be lost in vain...their deaths shall motivate us to find the bastard behind this. So that we can deliver righteous justice to them. What they rightfully deserve." she said.

"I know...I'm scared you know."

"We are all scared...we don't want to keep losing friends. We don't want to keep bowing down to despair, but we have to hope for the future. We have to hope for the truth to lay in wait for us. It needs to be uncovered if we want to leave this place with no regrets. Whatever the case, this just confirms a personal feeling I've been having recently."

"A personal feeling?" he asked, brows furrowing in confusion.

"This morning, I was sleeping rather contently. Not many know about this...but for a long time, I've had nightmares. I keep seeing myself being abandoned by my daddy. Being told that I'm inadequate, that I'm worthless. All while mother stands behind him, laughing and calling me a mistake. No matter what I do, I cannot return to them. I try to run, try to reach for their hands, but they continue to evade me. I would always wake up in a cold sweat, screaming their names. Even my mother, who I absolutely detest. But this morning, I slept so soundly...I felt happy for the longest time."

"I know what you mean...the first night you were tossing and turning a lot. I was convinced you had squirrels in your brain or something. But as soon as I took a hold of your hand, you instantly calmed down. It was probably muscle memory...because that wasn't the first time we did it." he said, earning a nod from the brunette.

"That's correct." she said, turning away from him, fiddling with her hair. Jon looked at her, tilting his head a bit.

"Was your hair always down to the middle of your back?" he asked curiously.

"No...it was up to my shoulders. I believe this is also due to the memories...we were left with ones of 2014. However if time has passed, then things are different now. You can't delete memories, but they can be fully suppressed. You've heard of mental blocks right? How sometimes, a rape victim will forget the event because it was traumatic? It's like that. I believe this is the technology Yasuke Masuda was developing. The one that might have been used on us."

"That's sick...who would do something like that to teenagers?" Jonathan asked, growling a bit. Veruca turned to face him a shrug of her shoulders.

"Someone with mental issues, probably some psychopath who believes this to be a social experiment of some sort. I hate to agree with Shinguji, but that's exactly what this feels like."

"Yeah...that one is rather weird. He's been eyeing the girls a lot recently, always disappearing too. I believe he might be plotting something, so do stay away from him." he said firmly. Veruca giggled, giving him a wink.

"Now now, do you believe I would just let myself be killed? I'm Veruca LeGume, the Ultimate Nut Specialist. I can squeeze my hands with 1000PSI, if you wanna know."

"Oh...damn, so that's how you are able to crack nuts so easily." he said.

"Mhmm...but my hands can be gentle too." she said, once away turning from him. Jonathan rolled his eyes, wrapping his arms around her, hugging her from behind. She stiffened a bit, settling in his arms.

"This feels normal too."

"I know...hey, don't take this the wrong way but...what do you feel about Carla?"

"Carla? I'm not exactly sure...however I do find it odd that your bed is big enough for three. On top of that, Carla sleeping in your dorm seems normal, as normal as us being together." she said.

"Hmm...if there was a global catastrophe, and we decided to hunker down here. Do you think over time, the three of us were...you know?"

"It's a likely possibility. Memories or not, you are mine and that isn't changing." she said firmly. He let out a chuckle, his hands rubbing her sides. Seconds after, he took a hold of her supple chest, giving her breasts a soft squeeze.

"If we were together before, that means these rightfully belong to me." he said. Veruca jabbed him with her elbow, causing him to fall back into the sofa, falling onto the ground a second later.

"You dosh buffle brained bastard! I'll ram my foot up your perverted poxed ass, you blue blooded twat!" she exclaimed, with such poise and eloquence it made the boy flush.

"Veruca, did anyone ever tell you how much of a tsundere you are?"

"What? No! I am not a tsundere, I shall not be refereed to by those Weeaboo terms!"

"But you totally are! It explains how you are so sweet, loving and beautiful one minute, and a force of nature the next. It's such an alluring quality, you're so cute you know that?" he asked. The British girl flushed crimson, turning away from the boy.

"I...well of course I am! I am Veruca LeGume after all. You should kiss the ground I walk on, and worship my entire being." she said. The boy rapidly stood up, lifting her off the ground and into his arms, earning a squeak of surprise from the brunette.

"Of course I'll worship you, my princess. Even though we haven't been together long, we've been in love for longer. I'll make sure you make it out of this school alive. When I do, I'll ask your father for your hand in marriage."

"M-marriage? Isn't it a little early for that?" she asked, her silver-blue eyes widened in surprise.

"Not really, following your logic, the two of us are ancient. If we came to school in 2014, that puts us both at seventeen."

"Eighteen."

"Right, eighteen for you. If it's currently 2018, that means the two of us are 23 and 22 respectively." he said.

"Oh dear...that is true. That means everyone else is also 4 years older, almost 5 now. Um...should we reveal this to everyone?" she asked, settling into his arms a bit, wrapping her legs around his waist. He shook his head, holding her tightly.

"This is a big bombshell. We're not exactly sure if it's true or not, so for now let's not tell them. Let's just keep it to ourselves, our little secret." he said, kissing her throat. She giggled a bit, hugging him tightly.

"Set me down you goof, I don't want you to drop me."

"What? I'm not gonna drop you. But my legs are getting tired." he said, backing up onto the sofa, sitting down on it. Veruca hung on tightly as the two fell rather roughly.

"Ah...that looked better in my head." he said, a cringe on his face.

"Dumbass. I must say your lap is rather comfy."

"Hehe...which is why you are sitting on it in that picture." Jonathan said, wiggling his brows. She pressed her lips against his, taking him by surprise.

"Shut up. We should put some music on...good music." the Nut Specialist said, emphasizing the word good. She got off his lap, allowing him to stand up and scan the wall of discs.

"Shame we don't have classical instruments down here. I would have loved to play one of my favorite pieces on the violin. I know, I'll give you a private concert, how does that sound?" he asked, a grin plastered on his face. Veruca flipped her hair over her shoulder, resting her arm on the back of the couch, brow quirked.

"That sounds lovely, I'm glad that you give your girlfriend the special treatment."

"Well of course, you are my princess. Since you are, that means you get the royal treatment. Now then...what song shall I pick? Wish I had my phone, that one had all my tracks on it. Hmm...oh I know! I'll sing this one!" he said happily.

He walked over to the Booth, popping one of the disc slots open. It took a few moments for the song to load up, and another to set up one of the microphones. He figured this room acted like a Karaoke Room as well, since there were various microphones located in a glass cabinet below the large screen television. It didn't take long after he hit play for the song to begin. He closed his eyes, allowing the familiar sound of a music box filled his ears, slowly bringing the microphone to his lips.

"I pirouette in the dark

I see the stars through a mirror

Tired mechanical heart

Beats 'til the song disappears

Somebody shine a light

I'm frozen by the fear in me

Somebody make me feel alive

And shatter me

So cut me from the line

Dizzy, spinning endlessly

Somebody make me feel alive

And shatter me

Shatter me!"

He held his hand out for Veruca to take. She stood up, taking his hand allowing herself to be pulled into a slow dance. They stepped in time with the violin music. The boy placing his hand at the middle of her back, expertly doing a waltz, spinning her around, giving her a wink.

"Somebody make me feel alive

And shatter me."

He spun the brunette around, wrapping his arm around her waist. He held her closely, giving her a kiss on the cheek as the next part of the song begun.

"If only the clockwork could speak

I wouldn't be so alone

We'd burn every magnet and spring

And spiral into the unknown

Somebody shine a light

I'm frozen by the fear in me

Somebody make me feel alive

And Shatter Me!

So cut me from the line

Dizzy spinning endlessly

Somebody make me feel alive

Then Shatter Me."

To his surprise, Veruca relieved him of the microphone, holding tightly in her own hand. She gave him a wink, performing some lithe ballet moves. She did an arabesque, leading into an attitude, standing on the tip of her toes, leg raise, arms high above her, still holding the microphone tightly in her hand. She dropped her leg, dipping into an echappe, bringing the microphone to her lips.

"Somebody make me feel alive

Then Shatter Me.

If I break the glass then I'll have to fly

There's no one to catch me if I take a dive

I'm scared of changing

The days stay the same

The world is spinning but only in gray

If I break the glass then I'll have to fly

There's no one to catch me if I take a dive

I'm scared of changing

The days stay the same

The world is spinning but only in gray."

Jonathan remained silent as he watched the Nut Specialist spinning around the room. Despite the lack of space, her movements were lithe and precise. She was able to weave around the room, performing various small practiced jumps. She stood on her tip toes, raising her right leg, preparing for a pirouette. She spun around, reminding the boy of the ballerina from his mother's music box. Her eyes were closed, and she had a content smile on her face. It was the first time Jonathan had seen her genuinely happy. She slowly brought her leg down, just in time to finish the song.

"Somebody shine a light

I'm frozen by the fear in me

Somebody make me feel alive

And shatter me

So cut me from the line

Dizzy, spinning endlessly

Somebody make me feel alive

And shatter me

Shatter me!

Somebody make me feel alive

And shatter me

Me...!

Shatter me!

Somebody make me feel alive

And shatter me!"

The last of the notes died down, throwing the room back into silence. Jonathan gave the girl a grin, spinning her around happily. The two of them shared a tight embrace. It felt comfortable, it felt normal. Veruca was panting a bit, from all of the steps she had done in her impromptu recital. She looked up at the boy, who was giving her a bright smile. Without a second thought, she pressed her lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck. He pulled the girl close, his hands on her hips. He kissed her back with fervor, matching every single lip movement the girl made. The microphone slipped from her hands, the loud static being ignored by the two. Veruca pulled away first, panting a bit as she pushed the boy onto the couch, quickly sitting onto his lap.

"I think...I truly am in love with you."

"I can tell...that kiss was the best one I've had so far." he said with a wink.

"Well, it's only the beginning...or rather the continuation. Let's enjoy the silence for a bit. I want to sit here and enjoy this little moment of bliss." she said softly.

"Whatever you want Princess." he replied, melding their lips once more.

End of Chapter 2 Act 3

Surviving Students: 32?

Surviving Faculty Members: 3

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 (Deceased)

Calem Kurogane

Christopher Patrick Bacon

Chloe Raincomprix

Sofia Nilsson

Celestia Ludenberg

xxx(Class 79 of Hope's Peak Academy)xxx

Kirumi Tojo (Deceased)

Kaede Akamatsu

Shuichi Saihara (Deceased)

Kaito Momota

Miu Iruma

Rantaro Amami

Korekiyo Shinguji

Himiko Yumeno (Deceased)

Tenko Chabashira

Kokichi Ouma

Gonta Gokuhara (Deceased)

Kiibo (Deceased)

Maki Harukawa

Ryoma Hoshi

Tsumugi Shirogane

Angie Yonaga

A/N: Hello everyone, if you reached the bottom of this chapter, then congratulations, you successfully got to the end. Good for you! I'm sure you enjoyed the contents of this chapter!

Once again I have delivered a chapter with way too much content. But it isn't my fault. The song lyrics in this chapter made the formatting wonky, and that made 38 pages turn into 60. You know, the usual stuff and things.

I'm sure you are enjoying this motive. It's honestly one of the more fun ones I have gotten to write. It also reflects on the Masterminds of this particular game. While one of them was Sneaky with the First Blood Perk and the 5 Minute Phone Call motives, and enjoyed making her victims squirm with the Viagra Motive, this mastermind is content with Psychological Torture. They have a lot more messed up and childish things prepared for our students and faculty. It's gonna be fun uncovering everything I have prepared. So brace yourselves because this is only the beginning.

If you all want to feel true Despair, then I recommend the Despair Playlist on my YouTube Channel. I just added 45 extra videos, so it's full of nothing but despair. I do hope you enjoy it...or not, doesn't matter to me. See you all in the next chapter!

Coming Soon...Act 4: Killing them Softly to the Beat of this Song!