Chapter 9

The Genocide of Byakuga Togami pt 3 (ab)normal school days

Come Together, Class 78

I don't own Dangan Ronpa or Digimon

Those blinded by emotions are the easiest to control. -Airy, Bravely Default

Byakuya Togami opened his eyes.

"Good Job."

He turned, noticing a familiar face.

Toko Fukawa stood in front of him, an expression of worry filled her face.

"Toko..." Toko pushed him away.

"Do you realize what you've caused?"

Byakuya only stared.

"No?"

"They're all dead... because of you."

He looked down at his feet, noticing the black void underneath.

"Where are we?"

"Stop avoiding the question!"

"And that would be?"

"Why?"

"They pissed me off."

"There are more civil ways of dealing with people."

Toko then began to fade away.

"Now what?"

"Meet you on the other side!"

He opened his eyes.

"Where now?"

"We're back here."

Byakuya dusted himself off. Lilithmon stood in front of him with Byakuya beside.

"What the fuck?" BlackGatomon then jumped onto Byakuya #2's left shoulder.

"Now things make very tiny sense?"

"No."

He was handed a mirror.

"This should help it out."

He looked down at the glass, revealing Toko's face.

"This can't be possible!"

"And yet it is."

"I may have not told the whole story."

"Do I even want to know?"

"Yes."

Byakuya nodded as "Toko" only looked on.

"When Byakuya defeated Syo, turns out he was cursed with false sight."

"False Sight?"

"It prevents one from seeing the true form of people, always showing the illusion they're hiding behind."

"Toko" glared at Lilithmon.

"This would have been beneficial earlier!"

"I only found out after you nuked the place."

"How?"

"I searched the archives of the DLI."

"DLI?"

"Demon Lords Incorporated, of course."

"And what is the purpose of it?"

"To keep the supply of Demon Lords under control."

"Is that seriously a legitimate problem?"

"Yep."

"Moving on..."

"Toko" pulled upon her left braid.

"You people aren't helping!"

"In that case..."

Byakuya motioned for Toko.

"Let's go."

The four of them headed out, immediately taking a right turn. This hallway was similar to all the others, except for the missing lights.

"What is your ingenious plan now?"

"We go Kyoko hunting." "Kyoko hunting?"

"We need gather everyone of the "first" mutual killing game."

"So how is that going to fix our situation?"

"I'll explain later."

A creature slowly approached them and Toko took a step back.

"Scared, already?"

"No!"

Byakuya facepalmed.

"You are. You always were."

Toko ignored him, heading farther in.

"You smell familiar."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Terra the Faemon. Kazemon is around here somewhere.

"Hi...?"

"Now what brings you to my hallway?"

"We are looking for a Kyoko Kirigiri."

"Haven't seen her."

"Probably because you are her."

"Impossible!"

"Maybe you've forgotten?"

Toko then pulled her left pair of scissors out.

"Just go with it and I won't slit that meaningless throat out."

Terra flinched and Toko moved the scissors towards her throat.

"Toko..."

"What?" "We can't just go to the level that Syo went to."

She looked at Byakuya.

"However, if we really need to get everyone together, we need to use some force."

"Do you want a murder to happen?"

"No."

"Exactly."

"Want to go fight a demon?"

Terra's eye widened, leaning in to Toko.

"Well I guess that worked."

Lilithmon immediately received a harsh glare from Toko.

"When?"

"You know where the elevator is?"

"Yep!"

"Grab Kazemon and head that way. We'll get there eventually."

"Sounds good."

*whistle*

Kazemon then ran up to them.

"Come on."

The two of them ran off, hopefully towards the elevator.

"Who's next?"

"Junko."

They headed back to the rooms in silence.

Junko stood outside her room, rereading a piece of paper.

"I'm in."

"How did you figure that out?"

"Reading body language."

"Oh."

"Just head to the elevator."

Junko and Veemon then ran off in the direction of Terra and Kazemon.

"Twelve left to go."

"Where to next?"

"Misa?"

"Sounds good."

They headed down the hallway, reaching Misa's door pretty quickly.

"You should have made the hallway longer then!"

The complaint was ignored and the four waited.

Misa eventually opened the door, allowing them in. A weird imp creature stood behind her, dressed in a black cloth cloak. It held its face away from them, as if it was attempting to disappear.

"Ready to fight some undead creature?"

"With pleasure." Misa headed towards the door, the creature following behind."Let's do this, Ninjomon."

Ninjomon

Champion, Data

The Author: That is why the hallway is short. For awesome ninja stuff!

"Thanks Stupid!"

An anvil then fell on Byakuya's head, to no effect.

"How about we just continue on?"

"Sounds good."

They continued on, taking all sorts of hallways and turns and eventually reached the pool.

"Who designed this place?"

"If I knew, I would murder them."

"And you complained after I threatened Terra."

"That's different."

"It isn't."

The two of them slipped in and headed towards the bleachers. An older girl sat at the top, dressed in a white sailor fuku with ripped sleeves and bandages across her arms and legs. A scar trailed down her face and her ghostly white hair flowed down. Even her blue skirt was barely able to hide her muscles. A woman sat beside her, dressed only in a white bra and a black skirt. On her left arm, a silver snake was attached to her arm and a red cape covered her right leg. Two long green braids flowed almost down to her ankles, covered with a pair of "leg boots". Two yellow reptillian eyes stared towards them, making the pair take a tiny step back.

"Seriously, I believe that's an OC digimon."

"I bet not."

"You're on."

They approached the pair slowly, possibly afraid of getting cooties.

"We are not!"

It took them twenty more minutes. Mostly due to the two arguing over said fact.

"I bet ten bucks I can freak the two of them out with a striptease."

"Uh sure..."

The woman slammed the money down upon the table, pulling her bra off.

"Are we sure we should approach them?"

"Hey, come down here?"

"Why?"

"We want to talk and I forgot your name!"

Byakuya immediately facepalmed.

"Her name is Sakura, for fuck sake."

Sakura looked on, chuckling a tiny bit.

"Have you seen Aoi by any chance?"

The woman gaze then focused upon them.

"That girl with the dolphin? We haven't seen her in a while." The woman remarked.

"Check the kitchen perhaps." Sakura added as Toko stared at the woman.

"Care to introduce yourself?"

"Sure, Mervamon at your service!"

Mervamon

None, None

Mervamon: As one of the Olympos Twelve, it is my job to beat up whatever the fuck I want. Sadly, things have incredibly peaceful and there's been nothing to fight.

"People are getting murdered!" Lilithmon remarked.

"That reminds me. There's a dead body in the changing room lobby."

Toko looked at Byakuya.

"The nice thing to do in this situation is just head to the elevator."

"Why?"

"Want to beat something up?" Byakuya suggested.

"Of course I do!"

"Then head to the elevator."

The pair then headed off, leaving Toko and Byakuya along with their digimon. They made way back into the lobby.

It wasn't anything spectacular, just some wooden chairs along the walls and a white desk in between the doors leading to the changing rooms. Finally, a gatling gun right above the desk, deterring anyone from sneaking in.

Then it hit them.

[Despair Pollution Noise]

Nagito Komaeda laid on the ground, arms and legs spread out at a 45 degree angle. An extra, shorter pair of arms and legs were stuck in between Komaeda's limbs. Pink fondue leaked out of the limbs and chest.

"This has been staged.." Lilithmon remarked as trio looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

"One does not get extra limbs easily."

"Well duh."

"Even then, the culprit has "marked" them."

Truth Bullet "Lilithmon's Observations" Acquired!

Truth Bullet "Extra Limbs" Acquired!

"Let's just head to the kitchen."

"Sounds good." They left the lobby, heading towards the kitchen.

"I have stupid question."

"Uh... Sure?"

"Why are we both taking this so casually?"

"If we panicked, that's what everyone expects."

"Oh."

"People can actually guess on this?"

"At times, I suppose."

They turned the corner and stopped.

"I have an idea."

"And that would be?"

"Let's fast travel!"

"Wasn't that only for the game?"

"Who cares!"

A bright light surrounded the group, transporting them to a door.

BlackGatomon then jumped off of Byakuya's shoulder, opening the door and revealed the kitchen.

"Definitely don't want to do that again."

They headed inside.

It was the same kitchen as before, only double the size.

Aoi cowered in the back corner, head in her

"Hello Byakuya and Toko."

"Where are you?"

"Me? You crack me up!"

"You didn't answer the question."

"What do you see?"

"A Kitchen."

"Obviously."

"So you're the building?"

"Sort of."

"Then what are you?"

"You call me Despair_Admin0."

"What a stupid name."

Toko slowly approached Aoi.

"Are you all right?"

"Yuta..."

"He was a fool, who got himself killed."

She walked away, into the hallway.

"Here's your pay."

A small bag appeared in Byakuya's left hand.

"Take me out of here."

A pair of scissors dug into his chest.

"Nice try. Go along and I'll make it worthwhile."

"Fuck you."

Byakuya and BlackGatomon then disappeared, leaving behind only some dust.

"Where's your partner?" Toko whispered, placing her hand on Aoi's shoulder.

"At my room."

"Grab our fellow classmates of class 78."

Aoi got up, heading out of the room.

"Are you all right?" Lilithmon remarked.

"Yes."

The two slowly made their way to the elevator.

"Just curious, how did they choose the partners?"

"Simple. The mastermind banged his head repeatedly until they began to see things due to blood loss, then they matched their visions up to the actual thing."

"Never mind."

"What do you think Byakuya has planned?"

"I guess we'll have to find out."

They headed towards the elevator...

Notes:

Happy 2015!

All I can say, the results are going to be very... "infectious".

Fun Fact: Makoto has now died 7 times. Six deaths among Digital Despair and Dangan Ronpa Alternate Worlds along with a death in The Ex-Conqueror Diaries on .