Thanks to all the OCs, I was able to work on this first chapter featuring our seven heroes/heroines. Villains, I will need to ask you all to be patient since you guys will be trying to kill them in bloody ways (supposedly).

So yeah, boring intro, but I'd still like it if you guys could tell me how I did in this intro page, and what I should do to improve.

Anyways, let's start!

*Presses "Start" Button*

Ugh…"

A young man woke up to find himself lying on the ground of a dark and dirty room. He stood up on his feet and using the single light bulb on the celling that was giving a decent amount of light, he took a quick look at his surroundings.

It seemed to have been an abandoned room since the walls were completely naked, showing the cement that was used to give it the shape of a room in the first place. There appeared to have been a cot that was chained to one side of the room, a blanket and pillow were there for comfort, but it didn't seem like those would've helped anyways. There was a single T.V. sitting on a wooden drawer. He tried to turn it on, but all that seemed to have appeared on the screen was static. Looking in the drawers, all he saw were a couple sets of extra clothing and some canned rations enough for a few days.

"Guess I was sleeping here…" he thought to himself. He tried to recall what happened, but when he searched for his memories, everything felt too blurry for a clear picture. He could remember his name, his identity, most of his childhood, and part of his life. However he was drawing a blank from…wait, how long was he even knocked out? The room was windowless, so he couldn't tell what it was like outside.

Luckily, a mirror and sink was attached to a nearby wall, so he went over to get a good look on his face. On the mirror's surface, he got a clear view of his muscular body, which didn't seem to have anything wrong with it. He checked through his entire set of clothing, his vest, his boots, his jacket, all seemed to have been left alone. He got another look at the mirror to see that his hair wasn't tied in the usual ponytail, so he must have willingly been out of it earlier for whatever reason.

Using the mirror to help get the usual hairstyle set, he heard something shuffle at the door, which was closed. He reached at his waist for his weapons, but there wasn't anything there. He tried to look around for his bow and arrow, but nothing of the sort was even nearby. He was weaponless against whoever it was that was making that noise, but he couldn't risk panicking right now.

He listened in to the footsteps for a second time. Judging by the slightly lighter tapping of the steps and the rhythmic sounds of footsteps that drew closer, it seemed like it was a young girl who was heading towards this room. There was a small jingling sound, but it was too light and weak for any weapons or tools. Then again, it would be dangerous to assume she couldn't deal with him. He needed to make the first strike.

A dark figure was starting to form on the window place. He silently crouched, prepared to make his move. The shadows would hide him for a few seconds, but that's all he needed to make his move.

The door slowly opened as a voice came out with a curious tone.

"Um…hello?"

The figure took a few steps inside, signaling the hunter to make his move. He propelled himself forwards towards the door and immediately gripped the thighs and neck before pressing the girl against the wall.

"AAAHH!"

He got a good look at the girl's face which had a nervous smile on it. Her light green eyes carried the hint of fear that resulted in his actions, but what seemed to have bothered him was that her appearance overall was…well…"cute"…was the fitting term in this case.

Her body had little to no muscles as far as he could tell, and there was a small chain looped around her neck, meaning that she had some kind of accessory that hung underneath her clothes. Her dark brown hair had a slightly pinkish hue to them (probably highlights), and she wore tennis shoes with a dark grey shade to them. Her clothing was a white t-shirt with a dark blue skirt, which seemed to hint at least an interest in fashion. Overall this was a very "cute" girl who didn't seem like the best nor second-to-worst choice as a person who would capture him.

"Uh…P-Please don't try to attack me. I'd rather keep myself pure and clean for that one guy…"

He was momentarily confused at this statement. But then it dawned on him that that way he was holding her made it seem like he was about to assault her.

"Sorry about that…"

The young man released his grip, giving the girl a sigh of relief as she nervously laughing off what just happened.

"No, it's probably my fault. I mean I should've knocked or something before coming in…"

"What were you even doing?" He wanted answers, but the girl was looking around the room with interest.

"Wow…looks like everyone's rooms are like this then…" she turned with her arms folded behind her and continued to smile, as if to show no hostility towards him. "I guess we should start with introductions? My name is Ami Hitomi. Nice to meet you."

Ami Hitomi
SHSL Linguist

"Er, my name is Agustin Abaroa…"

Agustin Abaroa
SHSL Hunter

"Wait a minute. You still haven't answered my question." Agustin started to ask again, but the girl Ami seemed to have just realized something.

"Oh right! I needed to make sure you come over!" Taking his hand, she started pulling him towards the doorway. However, the difference in strength hadn't changed since their meeting, so Agustin didn't move a single step despite Ami's desperate attempt.

"Hey…" he began as Ami's cheeks started to puff out like those characters in a manga who overexerted themselves. He could tell that she was really trying, but he was naturally cautious, so he needed at least a couple of answers before going anywhere. However…

"What's going on up there?"

A loud voice boomed out from what sounded like below. Agustin assumed that Ami probably knew these people, and it didn't seem like the girl was going to give him any answers unless he followed, so he reluctantly gave in and started following her steps down the stairs, where he saw a large arrangement of people gathered together around a table with a rather large metal box on it.

The first person he noticed was another young girl who was also wearing a skirt. However the skirt had frills on it, but there was also pure white shirt underneath, which seemed really unfitting for a dark and dusty building. He also saw that her hair was long enough to reach her shoulders, and the ends behind her seemed to be curled up slightly while the ends at her side seemed to have been tied together. At first, he thought her hair was black, but getting a better look, he saw that it was just a very dark blue which almost matched her eyes. A silver bracelet was wrapping around her arm, and her feet wore black dress shoes with a pair of white socks in between.

The one next to her was a young man who had red hair that was styled in a depressing way, conflicting with the calm hazel blue eyes (or eye, actually) on his ace. It was "eye" because the boy was wearing an eye patch on his right side. He almost started to feel pity for the boy, but his face was frowning with his arms crossed, hinting that he was probably the one who shouted earlier (Agustin took it as a sign that meant he was fine). He wore a white collared shirt with a black tie, a black dress coat and a pair of black trousers. His shoes were a pair of black loafers and a closer look showed that his pants were being held by a black belt. In fact, the only things that weren't black on this one was his shirt and socks.

Another girl was on the boy's other side. A young girl who had tan-colored skin with a slender body. Her hair was a dark brown that was straight and smooth, almost like it was shimmering. It seemed to have been styled with a ponytail at the side, but the few bangs that were at the front were smoothed out towards her right to give a nearly clear view of the eyes behind her glasses, which seemed to be a calming blue. She wore a grey blazer over a white dress shirt, along with a frilly gray skirt that seemed to extend just at knee length, giving a clear view of the long boots she wore. Her hands had thin leather gloves that were a dark colored. (He began to wonder if this "Black" and "White" theme was popular all of a sudden.)

Next was the boy who seemed to have a rather slim figure. His hair was a light brown color with curly ends, and his face looked like someone who was rather passive and easily pushed around. His eyes were a pale blue, which matched the plaid shirt that he wore underneath the tan coat of his. His jeans were also a light blue, but there were signs of wear on them, which probably meant that they were his favorite. He also held a brown beret in his hand, and seemed rather reluctant to wear it, but that didn't matter at the moment.

Finally, there was one more boy who seemed rather young. His hair was short and black, tied in a small ponytail. His brown eyes and pale skin didn't seem to match all that much, but his crossed arms and slight glaring look told Agustin that there was seriousness in his eyes. He wore a long black sleeved jacket with matching black pants that were knee-length. Around his pants, he could tell that there was a leather belt that was probably mean to hold something, but the purple cape on his shoulder was covering the entire left side, so he couldn't see what the belt was meant for.

To Agustin, this was a rather unusual group who probably found themselves in a similar situation to his (white was a poor choice of color for clothing in this kind of place, after all). Of course he was still suspicious of them all, but there didn't seem to be any hostility as far as he could tell, so he sat down at the table along with Ami, who took the spot next to him.

"It's about time you showed yourself…" the one who spoke was the red-haired boy. His voice was calm yet condescending. He could tell that this one was annoyed, but he couldn't tell if this was an insult or relief.

"Now that we had all shown up, we can get started…"

"Started? What do you mean?"

The girl with tan-colored skin spoke up. "You didn't tell him anything Ami?"

Ami gave a small knock on her head while laughing a bit. "Sorry, I kinda forgot…"

The boy with the cape sighed. "It wasn't even 5 minutes ago…"

"Now now…" the meek-looking boy held his hands up to try and keep things peaceful. "I guess we may as well start right now." He turned to Agustin while pressing his hand to his chest. "I'm pretty sure you've got quite a number of things to ask, but let's start with names. My name is Rigby Toole. I'm an artist."

Rigby Toole
SHSL Artist

Rigby began to hold up his hand towards the others in the group, starting with the girl wearing all white.

"This is Alyson Mann, the musician. I guess people call her 'Allie' sometimes…"

Alyson "Allie" Mann
SHSL Musician

"The one with red-hair here is Luciano De Cosmo. The Archer"

"Hmph…" Luciano scoffed.

Luciano De Cosmo
SHSL Archer

"That girl there is Fiorella Montanari. She's…an informant?"

"I said it was an informationalist. I gather information and use it. Also…" Fiorella's face had a small blush as she shifted her head. "I don't really care if you wanna use a nickname like Fiore…"

"Huh?"

"N-Nothing! I didn't say anything!"

Fiorella "Fiore" Montanari
SHSL Informationialist

"Er… the guy with the cape is called Kujou Izumi. He says that his title is 'Warrior'."

Kujou shifted his eyes and gave a small nod before turning back.

Kujou Izumi
SHSL Warrior

"And I'm hoping you already met Ami Hitomi, our Linguist."

"Nice to meet you!" Ami held up her fingers in a V-pattern as she greeted him the second time. "Just go ahead and give them all your name!"

"Er…my name is Agustin Abaroa. I'm…actually a hunter…"

"A hunter? Interesting…" Luciano tapped his index finger on his arm, which felt like it was a sign that he was frustrated about something. "Perhaps you were the one who captured us all?"

Agustin shook his head. "I understand why you might think that, but I don't know anything any better than the rest of you."

"Y-Y-You might be lying." Alyson was cowering a bit as she spoke. She seemed to have been afraid of something. "M-Maybe you're just saying this to make us trust you. Then when we're all asleep, you would…you would…" She couldn't finish her words, but the message was pretty clear.

"Actually, he did almost assault me earlier…" Ami said with a playful face.

Hurtful glares were piercing Agustin from everyone except for Rigby and Ami. Agustin was used to being treated as an outcast at times, so he wasn't bothered by it much. But it didn't change the fact that it was still uncomfortable all the same.

"I'm just kidding!" Ami suddenly said. "It was just an accident, and I was pretty much at fault here. Plus," she made a more slightly serious face as she continued. "I already took a look around his room. It was the same as ours, so it doesn't look like he's the one behind all this."

This seemed to have eased the tension a bit as the stares became more relaxed. Agustin was partially thankful for the save, but she was the cause as well, so he didn't say anything.

"Well I felt like it would've been the case," Luciano said as he stopped tapping his finger. "If he really wanted to assault us, then it would've been easy to do so while we were knocked out. He also could have us all tied up at that time, and the rooms looks like they were made for solitary confinement, so it wouldn't make sense to have the doors open if we were supposed to be trapped."

"Wait a minute," Agustin spoke up. "You mean all of you found yourselves in a room like mine?"

Everyone nodded. "Pretty empty rooms without any windows or T.V. shows to watch," Ami explained. "We all met each other in this room and started discussing about how we got here. But it seems like nobody can remember anything that was helpful…"

So it seemed that he wasn't the only one who was missing his memories. Having a quick discussion with the others, he figured that like him, everyone more or less knew about themselves and still had most of their memories intact. The only exception was any memories of how they got there, and why.

"Perhaps, we were meant to work together somehow?"

Everyone turned to Rigby, who was starting to feel uncomfortable as the center of attention.

"S-Sorry. It's just that, we're all missing these memories about the same timeframe, and assuming none of us are the culprits, we were all brought together for the same reason. I mean there's a scanner for the same number of people here…"

"Scanner? What are you talking about?"

"Oh right, we didn't tell you yet. Sorry Agustin." Rigby pointed to the large metal box that was at the table. "Take a look at that thing over there."

Getting a closer look, Agustin saw that the large box had unusual features on it.

The box actually resembled a rather large safe like the ones banks had. There wasn't a dial or any buttons on it, but seven different scanning grids were set all over the safe. There was light coming from it, which meant that it was still active. But the only thing that really stuck on Agustin's mind was how shady this safe looked.

"There was a message on this safe that told us not to open it until after we saw a 'Monochrome bear'…"

"A monochrome bear? You mean like a panda?" Pandas were animals native to China, not Japan. And it's not like they'd be able to get to a zoo anytime soon…

"Who knows? We never found anything else, so we all agreed to wait around and see if something happens."

"How long ago was that?"

"Uh, maybe an hour or so? I don't remember, but it's been a while and nothing happened so far…"

"Like I said, nothing was probably going to happen unless everyone has arrived." Luciano was even more annoyed now. But he seemed to have kept control over his emotions as he didn't overreact. "Now all we need to do is just wait."

"Wait for what?"

"Wait for THIS!"

The new voice immediately brought a sudden chill on everyone's mind. They immediately turned around towards the source of the voice to find a strange sight.

It looked like a doll. A doll that was more or less standing on its own. It was a teddy bear, yet not a teddy bear. A very thin line had split his bear down the middle, making one side of the bear white and innocent-looking, while the other was black and fiendish. The bear's navel was outward and open, and the jagged-looking "eye" on the black side was glowing red. Overall the appearance of the bear looked like two halves of different toys stuck together.

"I am Monokuma!" The bear said, emphasizing the word "I". "And I…am here to kill...you...all…"

So...what did you guys think?

Also, I should probably note that POV will change either midway of the chapter, or in-between each chapter (or at least that's the plan)

I'm gonna start working on part 2 now, and if you guys haven't done so yet, please answer those questions I've asked you. Or if you can't tell me why, and I'll try to figure something else out...