AN: uhm ive actually had the next 20k of this story written out since christmas ive just been too lazy to get off my dumb butt and edit it oops omo'
Fukawa, naturally, was the first to spot us, "A-at least someone c-could help this filty r-rule breaking pig come to senses." She all but hissed at me. I ignored her as per the usual, and sat down next to Kirigiri, ever the mystery, and Naegi sat on the opposite side of Kirigiri.
Oowada had been ocuppying the seat on the other side of me, but left it with a glare in my direction to sit next to Ishimaru, which was the only open seat besides the one he was previously in.
Enoshima, barging through the doors fashionably late, filled the seat next to me with a yawn. Ikusaba had arrived earlier and looked slightly disappointed that Enoshima hadn't sat next to her. It was barely a flicker, but I was experienced enough in expressions that I knew what slight changes in body language ment.
After everyone had gather and settled down, Ishimaru and Fukawa seemed to think it was their duty to swarm around random groups of students and inform them that they were the leaders of our rag tag group. I didn't particularily mind, a group of imbeciles deserved imbecile leaders did it not?
My eyes roamed around the cafeteria and saw everyone had gathered at the large table slung across the center of the place. Fujisaki sat away from the main group, at a smaller table that only sat four, since the main table couldn't accomadate sixteen students.
I turned my attention to what food was being made in the kitchen. Hagakure and Oogami were the two put in charge of food for today.
Since spicy food wasn't to my taste, I went into the kitchen to gather some fruits and orange juice.
When I went in, Hagakure was stirring madly at some mixture while adding some random spices and Oogami was making eggs.
I stepped outside the kitchen to hear another anouncement ring from the speaker, "Hey! You bastards, come to the gym immediatly!"
Everyone was deathly quiet, besides for the clattering noise of Yamada's plate breaking on the floor. Naegi was whirling around and counting heads; and he let out a breath when he realized all sixteen students were here.
The silence was uneasy; the last time we had been gathered to the gym we were given the order to kill.
Ishimaru bellowed unnecessarily, "Everyone stop! We will head to the gym in an orderly fashion!" I heard mutters but no one really was doing anything that constituted an, "Everyone stop!"
We entered the gym as a small groups, Naegi and Kirigiri bringing up the rear.
As everyone got settled, Monokuma jumped on top of the podium. "Upupupu! I still see sixteen faces! Did none of you kill each other? How upsetting!"
Everyone was deathy quiet. Monokuma smiled eeriely, "You brats need an extra push? Fine... I could arrange a motive to accelerate you guys into a mutual life of killing!" Maizono, Kuwata, Oowada, and Asahina seemed the most taken back, though most of the others were shocked in varying degrees.
Monokuma fed on our despair and countinued, "You know, you bastards, I could tell you exactly who will crack first, and who they will kill! It's so easily read in your eyes! Upupupupu! I can't wait."
As expected, the same weak links as before whipped around to inspect everyone's eyes, though I guessed they should be looking at themselves.
"Go to the video room, bastards! I have something to show you on the big screen! Here's a hint... It's not a happy movie! Upupupu!"
"Hey, no one's gonna cave to that stupid bear, right? Right?" Kuwata said desperately, his voice rising in pitch.
"Yea' right! If anyone caves, it'll be you weakass!" Oowada sneered, glaring at the obviously on edge Kuwata.
"Like you're Mr. Strong and Mighty you weakass mechanic!" Kuwata retorted, Oowada clearly tensing dangerously at the comment.
He whipped around and grabbed Kuwata by the collar of his stupid band shirt, "Fuck off, kid! I'm the fucking strongest person here! Don't call me fucking weak you asswipe! I'm stronger than you!" He bellowed at the dumbstruck Kuwata.
"W-wha, I never..." Kuwata stuttered dumbly.
Oowada punched him square in the face. "Teach you to call me fucking weak you shitbird!"
Kuwata blinked around the swelling lump on his face and glanced at the raging Oowada, before turning tail and catching up to Maizono. I snorted at their exchange, both were clearly vulnerable to what Monokuma throws at us.
The group sort of shuffled into the video room in varying small groups. Despite this not being real high school, cliques were still present. There was Ishimaru, Fujisaki, and Oowada in one group, Yamada and Celes in another, Maizono and Kuwata in one, Kirigiri and Naegi in the one closest to me. The others were spread apart in varying groups too.
As everyone settled down and Monokuma worked on getting the 'movie' set up I listened into the conversation closest to me.
That happened to be Naegi and Kirigiri, only five feet away.
"...Can I trust you Kirigiri? It seems a bit much to ask of you right now, but I think before I see whatever disturbing video Monokuma shows us I need to know I can trust someone." Naegi laughs nervously as she lets out a small smile.
"I accept. I don't know much about you, but you seem like a decent human being." The edge of her lips quirk up in a half-smile as Naegi grins back at her.
"Sorry about all that, Kirigiri. In a situation like this it's nice to have someone who won't stab you in the back you know?" He nervously stated, before his eyes widening and quickly adding, "You're not gonna stab me in the back literally, right?"
She slapped him on the back playfully, "Yes I am." She promised with a small smile and what seemed like a hint of a giggle. Before sobering up and promising if she felt the need to kill she wouldn't kill Naegi.
I as a eavesdropper, noted that when Naegi showed up dead, probably in the next week, that if he looked like he had died without a fight; Kirigiri hadn't made good on her promise. Naegi seemed too trusting for someone thrust into such a situation.
That might be his solution to keep himself alive though...
Become friends with everyone so they are less obliged to kill someone they have a semblance of a bond to.
Crude, but idiotic enough it might work.
"Upupupu! You guys, the video, or should I say motive, is ready! Get ready to fall in despair!"
Monobear was hanging from the ceiling, two paws holding the projector. The projector was showing an image on the screen. Monobear pressed play before jumping off the ceiling and landing in a heap. He giggled and ran out of the room; locking the doors behind him.
"W-what's the deal with locking the door?" Fujisaki said quietly, obviously nervous and scared.
I turned to glare at her, "Obviously it's so we have no choice but to watch the entire video, it is our 'motive' for murder after all." If that wasn't obvious enough then I was dealing with a bigger group of idiots than I thoght I was.
Which would make it easier for me to win this 'game' though I would have to go as low to explain that yes, you are definitely dying to some of the less bright in this room.
The screen flashed before showing, 'Welcome to Despair Academy!' in bright pink letters and kiddy font.
"Eh, eh, testing, testing, 1, 2, 3... Mic test! Welcome you guys! Who's excited to kill?" The Monobear on screen smiled widely and then looked disappointed. "Eh? Obviously not you guys! Cause none of you took the initiative to murder on the first day I'm forced to show you this video!"
Almost everyone save a few seemed to be dreading for Monokuma to get to the meat of this video.
"So, you all are probably thinking, "Hmm... I bet we can just wait this out. My mommy and daddy will come save me after two years," right? Because your widdle scholarship is over?AHAHAHAHA! You are so wrong!"
The view changed from Monokuma's smug, laughing face to the outside of the academy, where it was boarded up and two machine guns protruded from the doorway.
Monokuma jumped back onto the screen, "Yup! You're seeing this right, kiddies! Two big suckers ready to shoot mommy and daddy full of holes! Boom, boom, BOOM!"
He grinned and picked up a piece of paper, "Police! Police! A bunch of murders are happening in Hope's Peak!" He read in a high pitch, squealing voice.
A police man drew near to the building, as if he could actually hear what Monobear was saying, and leaned forward to knock on the metal contraption blocking the door.
Maizono was furiously glancing around the room and at the locked doors. She had been biting her nails ever since the second anouncement had happened. Now, her fingers were grasping a handful of her seat and her wide eyes were glued to the screen.
Her glance lingered on Naegi's dumb face a moment too long.
"He's gonna die! Make him stop!" She screamed into the silence. Her hands inched up from the floor and bitten nails scratched at her long hair, pulling and straining it. Eyes squeezed shut, large tears (fake) streamed from the slits.
It was so laughably fake.
Tenatively, Naegi walked up to her and covered her eyes. She grabbed his body and pulled him into a tight hug. Maizono sobbed openly, her tears wetting Naegi's palms.
The video paused, "Eh! Naughty kids! You all have to watch the video the whole way through! Make the snot-faced brat stop looking away and watch the rest of the video." Monokuma said, appearing from nowhere and glaring at Maizono and Naegi. "Nice tactics, though, blue girl! Upupupu! Nothing like the fragile girls splattered in another's blood when you least expect it, right?"
A few people turned to glare at the sad duo. Naegi looked slightly taken aback at how harshly him and Maizono were being treated. "Just give her a second, come on guys!" He pleaded, one hand still over her eyes, the other stroking her hair.
A call of, "Fake!" came from the back, and for once the idiots probably had something right.
"S-she isn't planning anything! Monokuma's trying to get under your skin! He feeds off exploiting others... You can't trust him!" Naegi yelled in the general direction of the call.
"W-whatever... Monokuma's r-rules say you have to watch the w-whole video, and b-breaking the rules is forbidden!" Fukawa positively hisses at the duo.
Naegi looked suprised, but obliged, whispering to Maizono as she turned to face the screen and gulped. Naegi grimaced and patted her awkwardly.
"That's better! Now you guys can see the rest of the movie! Just don't hope for a happy ending, or just don't hope at all! Upupupu!" Monokuma turned on the projector again and it started up right where it ended, with the police man walking up to the doors of Hope's Peak.
Maizono made a sort of whimpering noise but made no move to cover her eyes again.
He rapped on the 'door,' confusion matting his face, "Hello? I would like to speak with the schoo-"
He was cut short as he came face to face with a machine gun.
"T-that's not lega-"
The gun came to rest on his chest. His eye's went wide and he gulped.
Click, click.
The trigger automatically went off.
You could barely see the shock and horror on the policeman's face at the first bullet tearing through his gut before another five replaced it.
The bullets ripped through skin and blood spilled out; staining the dark blue shirt and dripping in a lazy stream onto the ground.
His eyes were blank and he was barely standing up anymore, he was dead on his feet; literally. Weak coughs sputtered out as his life dripped onto the sidewalk, and more dull red cascaded from his mouth.
The policeman finally fell to the ground; dead. There were twenty-some holes in his gut and blood was still spilling on the bright white sidewalk to the opening of Hope's Peak. His hair; used to be brown; was matted with sticky blood and his face was splattered with red, even if you could barely see it against his dark skin.
Maizono let out a choked sob and this time she wasn't the only one to do so. Fujisaki was wiping tears from her eyes; Yamada and Ishimaru doing the same.
"Ah, ah, ah! You think the purpose of this video was only to show you some dude die? There's still more, folks! AHAHA!" Monobear grinned from the screen and pulled out sixteen sheets of paper.
"On each slip of paper I have written a message requesting pickup from Hope's Peak." He became serious for a moment and then plucked a random slip out.
"Dear Mother and Father, I must request immediate pickup from Hope's Peak academy. The students here are insane and the headmaster bloodthirsty, three students were shot last night and the reserve course students have commited mass suicide. I need to get out of here immediatly; lest my own life be taken. Your daughter, Mukuro Ikusaba."
The Monobear on the screen seemed to look at Ikusaba when he said, "If that doesn't get your parents and friends running to save you from the slaughther, I don't know what will!" To Ikusaba's credit she didn't seem detered in any way after having her letter read out loud and the death of her parents held over her head.
"Oh! But I still have one surprise! There's a specific reason I recorded this... The slips have already have been mailed!"
I felt numb.
One part of me said my parents wouldn't save me... Wouldn't risk their necks for on measly member in our family. But still... another part couldn't stop showing me the lifeless bodies of the two leading members of the Togami Detective Family on the ground, full of bullet holes.
Granted our numbers were falling though, I was the next heir in line for taking over the business. No one was lined up next, only me.
With a lurch, I realized if I didn't do something; my parents, and more importantly, the leaders of our family business, would come and die. If I died too, the Togami business would die with me.
To add insult to injury, a copy of my slip fell into my hands from the ceiling.
"Dearest Mother and Father, I must request immediate departure from Hope's Peak Academy. I have been quietly poking my nose into some mysterious business, and I've found a long history of murders, suicides, and experimentation on humans. The headmaster has become a little too inquisitive into what I'm doing, and I fear I have been found out. WIth a school of such history, I doubt that I will remain unscatched, or even alive if I remain here longer. Sincerely, Byakuya Togami."
It was perfect, my voice was echoed immpecably in the note. There was no room for doubt, I'd bet they would fall for it.
It was uncanny how much it felt like I'd wrote this.
"Upupupu! All done, you guys?" Monokuma was snickering happily and kept glancing at everyone's face in turn. "Well! I bet all of you are happily despairing, but I'm obliged to tell you guys that there is a way to stop this..."
Everyone seemed to twitch and look upwards at the same time.
AN: hey am i doing togami okay? someone contacted me saying he was ooc and id really like a third opinion! this is my first fanfic and i dont want ooc charries m note that since their backgrounds are changed (eg: togami didnt grow up in pompous rich house, but is still arrogant and snobbish and kirigiri doesnt have to be so secretive) their personalities are slightly different! id say togami would be less superiority complex since he isnt some super rich dude and naegi would be basically same just maybe more corruptable ? since you dont grow up in the business world and not be exposed to some evil/nasty things! kiri would just be more open and friendly since she isnt some super secret detective person just a normal gal thats pretty darn clever and smart! opinions on this would b great! ouo