Author's Note

This chapter contains a scene of attempted rape. There is a warning before the scene.

Despair has many purposes. Some use it to extract information. Some use it purely for destruction. Some use it to grow stronger. But in the end it still exists, crushing the hopes and dreams of people. More often than not, one man's success is another man's despair. It's an endless cycle of pain. But I don't care about that. I'm strong enough to never feel that despair, and anyone who succumbs to it is nothing but a weakling. Only the worthless give in to the despair, so an Ultimate Despair is the definition of weakness.

"Ah!" I shout, banging into a wall. What was up with that? Guess I was daydreaming? I doubt it, that didn't feel like my own thought process. Perhaps my subconscious retained my memories and personality, and that's what I was hearing? If that's the case, then what kind of a guy was I back then? I suppose these questions are baseless, so I'll ignore this for now. Anyways, looks like I'm here. "I'm back!"

Closing the door behind me, Usami replies. "Welcome back, Strategist!"

"How do I look, partner?" I say, striking the best pose I can. I see her typing but she's covered herself with her scarf. Wait, that's just her face. Heh. "I'll take it I look good."

She nods slightly and I stop posing. She types as I open our room's door. "So, how did it go?"

"It was fine." I say, backing into the office and sitting opposite her. "I saw Sakakura and investigated him."

She flinches, and I chuckle. "Nothing like that. I just chatted with him."

She relaxes and begins to type but I cut her off. "Gekkogahara, there's no need to type as much with me. I know you well enough. Anyways, no, he's not working for despair or anything. He's just a real violent dude."

She pauses and then nods, her lips turning into a smile as she closes her eyes for a moment. Then she opens them and looks at me. She doesn't do anything, opting to look me in the eyes for a while. I simply stand there calmly maintaining eye contact. She then breaks it and goes back to her computer, her cheeks tinged with a light red. "So, I take it you're enjoying your time here?"

I chuckle. "Minus nearly being killed by some stranger who almost destroyed this organization, yeah."

She starts to panic slightly and I hold her wrist. "I'm kidding, partner. Even with that I'm happy being here. Especially with you to help me out."

The redness grows darker as she looks down, suddenly finding her lap to be very interesting. "I'll stop messing around now and let you get to work, okay Gekkogahara? If ya need me I'll be in the room." She nods slightly and I enter our bedroom. I sigh and smile for a moment, before remembering my dreams. "I really need to figure that out."

I sit on my bed, leaning against the wall with my diary in my hands. Flipping through the pages mindlessly I notice something. A page keeps skipping. I flip to it and realize that two pages have been stuck together. It's sealed perfectly, no way to see what's inside. Perhaps... I get up and knock on the door, opening it. "Hey, Gekkogahara? Do you have a flashlight?" She nods and opens a drawer, passing it to me. "Thanks." I say as I retreat into the room. I turn off the lights and power up the flashlight, shining it's beam of light at the pages. Sure enough I see some scribbled writing, but it's hard to tell what it says. I grab my pen and rip out another page, writing what I believe to be the words in the pages. After about half an hour of scrutinizing the pages, I piece together what I wrote.

Hello Strategist,

You may be confused and I'm sure it took you a long time to find this. In fact I'm sure you're safe right now, maybe with the Ultimate Despair or with the Future Foundation. Either way, here's a hint. There are traitors on both sides. You'll regain your memory when you find True Hope. Although where that will bring you even I don't know.

Signed,
Hiroto Katsu

Eh? Hiroto Katsu? Is... is that my name? It... It has to be, right? That's my name, right?! It is! It must be!

The previously mentioned scene occurs in the following paragraphs. Please prepare yourself.

"Goddammit." He says, his fists clenching and unclenching. "I haven't had sex since this whole thing started, doc."

"I understand, but we're all suffering. After we fix the world you can find your love."

"That's too long, doc!" He shouts, standing up and knocking back his chair. He suddenly leans forward and looks at me, clearly losing his ability to think straight. "You look pretty good for your place, doc. I bet you haven't had any either."

I try to type but find the keyboard and screen pushed away. Suddenly he grabs my hands and bends me over the table, standing behind me. No, no no no no no no! I have to stop him!

"Pretty nice ass for someone who's been sitting the whole time. I bet your 'partner' hasn't been treating you like a woman has he? I'll show ya how to feel good. Then you'll never wanna get anyone else."

He's lost it. He's completely absorbed in his thoughts. I feel my pants and udnerwear fall, and something brushes against my butt. I can guess what it is. I have to get help. "STRATEGIST!"

Hiroto Katsu, huh? Pretty cool name.

"STRATEGIST!"

The hell? Who was that? It's nearby, and it's despearate sounding. Could it be? I jump up and open the door. "GEKKOGAHARA? WHAT'S-"

What the fuck? She's sobbing, bent over as a some big dude is standing behind her. Her pants have been removed. "She's being raped. You're raping her. MY PARTNER."

"Fuck!" He yells, stepping backwards. He barely reacts as I throw a chair at him, and it hits his head. He staggers back into the wall and I run into him, lifting my knee and hitting him between the legs. I step back and he kneels, and I put my shoe on his head and step on it, knocking him to the floor. I kick his stomach and he collapses completely, barely moving.

"Gekkogahara! Are you okay?" I ask, turning around. She's lying on the floor, not bothering about her lack of clothing, too busy crying. I sit next to her, waiting for her to notice me. "You okay now?"

She nods, and I open my arms to hug her. She accepts and moves into my embrace. I pat her back softly as she finishes sobbing. We stay like that for awhile before she backs out of the hug. I look at her features. She's disgusting, covered in mucus and tears. But I don't care. I smile softly, and she wipes away the tears. I stand and help her get on her feet, walking her into our room. I grab some tissues and help her wipe away the mucus and tears, throwing away all the tissues she uses. Eventually she calms down and lays on her bed. I pull a chair from her office and sit next to her. "Thanks."

I look at her. She spoke again. Her voice is soft and gentle this time, not like earlier when it was a shriek. I smile at her. "No problem. Oh, by the way."

She perks up, her full attention on me. "Pleasure to meet you, Miaya Gekkogahara. My name is Hiroto Katsu, The Ultimate Strategist."

She's shocked for a moment, and she smiles and nods. I stand to go to her office, stopping at the door. "I'm gonna let Munakata know about what just happened. Just rest for now, okay?" She nods and hugs her bolster, and I leave the room. I pull up another chair and sit behind her desk, waiting for the rapist to get up. An hour passes before I hear him stirring.

"What the hell happened?" He says, trying to get up. He falls back down in pain. He opts to get into a sitting position, leaning on the wall. "Who are you?"

"I'm Hiroto Katsu, Ultimate Strategist. I knocked you out an hour ago." I say, picking up a phone and looking at a list of names and numbers. I press the buttons and after one ring it's picked up.

"Gekkogahara?"

"Hey, Munakata."

"Strategist? What happened?"

"Gekkogahara's resting. I'm with the guy who just tried to rape her. Wanna pick up this filth?"

A pause. "Understood. I'm going there personally."

I put down the phone and look at the man. "Congratulations, you're about to meet Kyosuke Munakata one-on-one."

Struck by fear, he crawls towards me. "Please man, Don't do this. He'll fuck me up, man."

I look deep into his eyes and with all of my hatred I tell him, "You fucked up first."

I hear two knocks and the door opens, revealing Munakata with two guards behind him. Strapped to his waist is his sword. His hand is on its hiltbut upon seeing the situation he lets go. Looking at me, he speaks. "I take it you dealt with him?"

"Yeah. It's up to you what you want to do now." I reply, looking at the bastard. "I'd say that, but if you don't mind what happens I'd prefer to deal with him myself."

Munakata narrows his eyes at me, and closes them. After a pause, he nods. "Fine. Whatever you plan on doing, don't disturb the other members here, okay?"

"No problem." I reply, and Munkata turns to leave. "Also,"

He turns his head. "People here believe in you, Munakata. Don't let them down, and get rid of this despair."

"I will. I'll end this Tragedy even if it costs me my life." He replies, leaving the room.

I look back to the man, who's still sitting there. "So? What are you gonna do to me?"

"I'm gonna torture you." I reply.

"What? You're kidding, right?" He says, fear in his eyes. "I mean, this is a joke right? You can barely contain your laughter, right?"

"Huh?" I realize I'm smiling. "I guess I'm excited to give you what you deserve. Let's go, shall we?"

"No, please man I fucked up! Please! Don't do this!" He shouts, panicking and trying to crawl away.

"Shut up." I say, kicking his head knocking him out. I squat and put his shoulder around me and standing. I then walk to the lifts and go to the ground floor, bringing him all the way to where I met Despair's Child. I throw him onto the dirt and wait.

I don't know much about me. I only know my parents and what they do, but who am I? I think I'll go meet the Strategist again. Maybe he regained some memory and maybe he knew about me. As I think this, I run to the pier nearby and get in a speedboat, sailing it to the Future Foundation HQ. Eventually making it, I go the way I came and find the space I fought them at. There I see it. Is that him? And who's he dragging along?

"Hey there, Strategist."

I stand at the sound of that voice. "You again. What are you here for?"

He appears a few meters in front of me. "Nothing this time. I was wondering if you regained any memories yet."

"I have, but what's it got to do with you?"

"You have? Then do you know anything about me?"

"Huh?" About him? "You're Despair's Child, but I don't remember Junko having a kid."

He appears shocked. "When was that memory from?"

"I dunno, before the Tragedy if I had to guess. Why? Do you not know who you are?"

He hesitates. "No, I don't."

"I see."

We stay looking at each other when I hear the man stir. "Where am I?"

"Who's that?"

"A rapist."

"Woah."

I walk to the man, squatting beside him. "Remember who I am, dipshit?"

He looks and after a short while he tries to back up, falling on his butt. "Y-y-you're th-the Strategist."

"That's right. Now I'm going to hurt you." I say, before looking at Despair's Child. "Wanna help me out?"

He smiles. "You're torturing him for raping your partner, aren't you?" He says, chuckling. "Sure, why not."

"Great, then in that case..."

AN Stuff

Okay, so I've been out of it for awhile and I really wanted to start getting to the more serious stuff, so this is shorter than I know it should be. I hope you can forgive me, but Once I get back into the swing of things I will bring you great things with our newly-named Strategist! I know this chapter isn't that good especially considering what a big thing I did with ATTEMPTED RAPE. But As always reviews are greatly appreciated and I'd also like you to tell me if you'd rather I get on with the story or if you'd like a couple more fillers for me to get used to writing again. As always thanks for reading, and I'll see you next time!

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