The End of Hope's Peak Academy: Zetsubou-Hen

by The Celestial Sky Dragon

Hope's Peak Academy was a place where the Elite of the Elite came to hone their skills. The students of Class 77 had been here for a year now, entering their second when they get word of a new student. Daisuke is a young man who feels like he doesn't fit in, even with his title. How will he handle his new life in Hope's Peak? Especially with Despair looming on the horizon? (Diyoko)

39. Scary

A/N: Chocolate Rain! Some stay dry and others feel the pain, Chocolate Rain!

Welcome to the newest installment of The End of Hope's Peak Academy. This chapter is filled with Spooky Scary Skeletons!

Nah, not really...but you get some plot advancement at the least. This is the final chapter of the mini arc...after this...well it's The Beginning of the End...I can't believe we're at the final arc of the story already...just last year I had started this story for fun and now I've grown so attached to it. Class 77 is one of my favorites, the group has truly found a special place in my heart, more than even class 78...they are so special, mostly because of What they did, but how they lived too... we got to see them grow and become friends, only to fall into the depths of despair. I understand why the intro to Zetsubou-hen has the phrase, It will Break you on it, because Junko did just that...she broke them down, and used something horrible against them.

But I am not here to discuss my emotions when dealing with the end of this series...It will be different, and yet it won't...of course It has to follow the continuity...but shit is going down, and it will go down in history.

so, I hope you all like this chapter, sorry in advance if you piss yourselves, all though I say that jokingly..the scary story I have written isn't exactly scary, but for context sakes, just pretend it's Abandoned by Disney or something...i dunno...hope you all like it...

Guess the references as always...I have sprinkled many of them throughout this one...so have fun playing I Spy and finding them all.

Also Happy Birthday to Kotoko Utsugi, the Lil' Ultimate Drama, and one of my favorite characters in this series, she's honestly one of the funnest characters to write for, especially with that fight she had in the last chapter. I cant' wait to start writing Ultra Despair Girls, as she will be the secondary protagonist in that story.

The End of Hope's Peak Academy

Zetsubou-Hen

Chapter 39

Scary

The morning after was indeed one of the best ones that Daisuke had in his life. Even though it wasn't his birthday, he felt like it was. It was his birthday and Christmas rolled up into one. When he woke up however, he found himself alone in his bed. He sat up, looking around with a curious look. He noticed a pink note stuck onto the mirror. Hopping out of bed, he walked over to the mirror, taking the note off, his eyes tracing over the words written on it.

"I've gone out with Kiriko, see you tonight!"

"Love Sonia, I love you two sweetheart." he whispered to himself. He placed the note down on the dresser, pulling out his change of clothes for the day. With that, he went to take a cold shower to wake himself up.

Once he was done, he dressed in his Mikasa tee shirt, along with a pair of black swim trunks, in case he felt like going to the beach. He put on his sneakers and grabbed his bag, slipping it around his shoulder. He grabbed his baseball cap and placed it on his head, the bill being off to the left rather than the front like it was meant to be. Nodding to himself, he headed out of the room, making a mental note to wash the bed spread when he had the time.

"Hey man, about time you woke up." Kazuichi said, clapping the boy's shoulder as he entered the kitchen.

"Yeah, I had an interesting night." he said, alluding vaguely about what happened. The boy chuckled, shaking his head.

"I'm sure I know what happened. Anyway, Takane left with Sonia, Kiriko and Ibuki. Akane and Nekumaru are at the beach with Teruteru, Tanaka and Mahiru are hanging out by the sea, oddly enough, and everyone else is just chilling around." the boy said, informing him of what their housemates were doing. The Story Teller walked into the kitchen, snagging some food from the spread the Ultimate Chef had left for them.

"What's the plan for today?" the black haired boy asked, earning a shrug from his friend.

"I dunno, I haven't been to the amusement park yet, Chiaki was planning on heading there so I was gonna tag along. Maybe Hiyoko wants to tag along too?" he asked.

"I'll ask her, where is she?"

"Out back by the pool...she got stuck watching Kotoko while Sayaka and Hisashi are out." he replied.

He walked out to the back patio, plate in hand. He easily spotted his fiancee, sitting on a deck chair, a bored look on her face. He sat down on the chair next to her, causing her to look up, a smile on her face.

"Hey, did you like your birthday gift?" she asked, a devilish smirk on her face.

"I did, but I was a bit sad. You were left out."

"Meh, it's fine...we're getting married, so I'll have you for a lifetime. But it's my turn today, so we do whatever I say, you owe me that much!" she said, giving him a wink.

"Sure sweetie, whatever you want." he said, turning back to the pool, taking a bite from his bacon. Kotoko grinned as she splashed Chiaki in the face, causing the girl to cough a bit.

"Come on big sis, splash me back!" the pink haired girl cried.

"In a second, I have to power up my water type moves first." the gamer replied.

"I feel so bad for Chiaki, that little girl is such a devil. She beat some kid up at the park yesterday." Hiyoko said, snagging one of Daisuke's bacon strips. He shrugged it off, not glancing at the pink hared girl.

"She's got a lot of pent up aggression, a side effect of what happened to her. She's just coping." he replied.

"Still, it was pretty funny to see her wailing on that kid. He shouldn't have told her that her show sucked." the girl replied with a shrug. He rolled his eyes, focusing on finishing his breakfast.

"Did you tell the others about my camp out idea? I've been working really hard on this scary story and I want you all to hear it." he said.

"Peko and Fuyuhiko are gathering wood for the fire pit...we're going to host it in the middle of the beach. I think Akane and Nekumaru are going to make some sand seats or something." the girl replied.

"Well, it's gonna be good. I have to put the finishing touches on it, but I'm sure you will like it. You all liked my book, so this will be nothing compared to that." he said, a grin on his face.

"You really love blowing your own horn don't you?"

"Ah, don't give me that shit. You do too Miss Traditional Dancer, you've been dancing on your own the entire time we were here. Even our friends gave you praise and you just ate it up!"

"What can I say? Everything I say and do oozes out wonder." she said, sitting back in her chair. A water balloon slammed into her chest, causing her to cry out in pain. Kotoko's laugh echoed through the area.

"Direct hit, now Wartortle, use water gun!" she cried. Chiaki rose from the water, aiming a water blaster at the blonde, emptying its contents onto her. Hiyoko let out a scream, standing up from her chair, soaking wet.

"Alright you little shits, I'm going to twist you both into pretzels. By the time I'm done with you, you'll wish for mercy!" the blonde cried, taking her soaked shirt off.

"Damn, Wartortle hurry and counter with Water Pulse!"

"I need more balloons for that, call another attack!" Chiaki replied.

"Uh...use Withdraw, quick!" she cried, the gamer sunk into the water, just as the Ultimate Traditional Dancer dove into the water. Kotoko backed away, just as the blonde surfaced, holding Chiaki in a full nelson, a grin on her face.

"HA! I got you now." she cried.

"Quick, return Wartortle before you get hurt!" Kotoko cried. Chiaki let out a cry as Hiyoko started squeezing her, placing her arms behind her back. She let out a groan, her head drooping a bit.

"Wartortle is unable to battle, Hiyoko wins, this battle goes to the challenger!" Daisuke cried out, earning a groan from Kotoko.

"I shouldn't have stopped Wartortle from evolving. I should have let her evolve into Blastoise, that way I can mega evolve her!" she said. Hiyoko tossed Chiaki aside, the girl clinging onto one of Sonia's inflatables to stay afloat. The blonde cracked her knuckles, giving the little girl a bright grin.

"Alright then, I'm going to teach you a lesson little girl." she said.

"No please, it was just a Pokemon battle!" the girl cried, only to be slammed with a huge wave of water. The two started wrestling in the water, splashing each other with all their might.

"Well...that peopled twicely." Daisuke muttered, standing up from his chair. He grabbed the paper plate beside him and tossed it into the trash bin, wiping his mouth with the inside of his shirt.

"Hey baby, I'll be waiting inside. I'm sure you want to change into some dry clothes." he said.

"Alright, just let me finish with the squirt here." she replied, grabbing onto Kotoko's leg, the girl having tried to get out of the pool.

"Help me Mr. Daisuke, please!" she cried, reaching out for him.

"Sorry sweetie, you got into that mess, you get out of it." he said, walking through the glass doors.

"Asshole!" she cried, just before she was pulled back.

As he walked inside, he caught sight of Hisashi and Sayaka, the two of them speaking in hushed tones. He didn't say anything, since they were too focused on what they were talking about. He sat down at the living room, pulling out his book. He started sifting through all of the pages, smiling a bit at all of the titles and stories he was passing. He reached the middle of the book however, seeing a white piece of paper, tucked into it. He pulled it out, taking a peek at it's contents.

"The Hope Cultivation Program, what I know so Far." was written on the top.

His eyes widened a bit. He had almost forgotten about this. He remembered having written down the entire exchange between Hisashi, Kyoko and their headmaster, Jin Kirigiri. Being a story teller allowed him to write down virtually anything he read or heard. It was a story for him, so he had written it all down. He had reviewed the information countless times, but hadn't discovered anything new, except that the staff was keeping everything hush hush. He folded the paper, tucking it back in his story book.

"Damn, I really didn't want to start thinking about this shit again. I wanted this vacation to help me forget it, not remind me. Why do I feel so paranoid...Hope's Peak Academy wouldn't do something like this. It's all probably just a rumor, a rumor that needs to be squashed." he thought to himself.

"So, how much do you know about the project."

His eyes widened as he looked up at Hisashi. The boy had silently approached him, and he hadn't even noticed him. Sayaka wasn't next to him, so he figured she must have gone to check on Kotoko. He sighed, looking away from the Private Investigator.

"I know nothing...what are you talking about?" he asked.

"I know you know what I am talking about. I'm psychic you know."

"Huh? Goddamn it, she taught you that didn't she?" he snapped, earning a chuckle from the boy.

"She did, let's talk about this in private, I don't want anyone else to know about this." he said. Daisuke nodded, following the boy down the hall toward him and Sayaka's shared bedroom.

The room was rather plain looking, but it had a bit of Sayaka's flare in it. The bed was perfectly made, and the dresser was chock full of perfumes, make ups and various other girly things. The scent of blueberry perfume was wafting through the room, and he scrounged his nose a bit.

"Aw god, what is that? It's awful."

"Sayaka's perfume...I don't know why but she fucking loves that shit. Personally, I don't mind the vanilla scented one, but I hate the blueberry one. She is such a girl."

"I wish Hiyoko was like that..she hates perfume, but she still wears the usual flower scented deodorant. She says if she were to use anything other than that, she would look more like a girl and that's something she didn't want. She can be a real tomboy, even dressing in fancy Kimonos all the time." he said.

"I can tell, but I didn't bring you here for idle chitchat...what do you know of the project?" the boy asked. Daisuke leaned against the wall, eyes firmly shut.

"I know as much as you and Kyoko. I heard that discussion you and your father had a couple weeks ago. I grew a bit paranoid and started sniffing around the academy for answers." he said.

"Heh, a real sleuth you are eh? However, I have to ask you to stop. This stuff is dangerous, and if it gets leaked, I dunno what the trustees could do." the boy said.

"Why, what do you know?" Daisuke asked curiously.

"Me and Kyoko made a few discoveries in the school. The electrical bill for the entire campus has increased. Normally, the academy uses it's own generators, since the school building has solar panels on the roof, but they started using the grid not long after one of the students was expelled."

"Expelled, it wasn't Nagito Komaeda was it?" he asked.

"No, but it seems all of this begun with his expulsion. Ruruka Ando, Sunosuke Izayoi and Seiko Kimura, all three of them were expelled after the explosion in the gymnasium. But they used that chance to build an extra addition to the school, a room located four stories underneath the Main Course building."

"That must be the room I saw on the first floor. I saw some scientists coming out of it, but when I tried getting in, it asked for an ID card and a password. It seems only those with clearance can get in." Daisuke said, narrowing his eyes a bit.

"I see, I have yet to find this room. I'm sure my sister has already found it, she sacrificed her summer break to skulk around the academy. With a lack of students, the staff will be free to work in peace...making it that much easier that they would slip up." Hisashi said.

"Poor Kyoko...she's been working so hard lately. Right after the court case with my father, she jumped onto something else." he said with a frown.

"That's just who she is...she's a workaholic, but only because she wants to make the world a better place. Our father wasn't kind to her when she was growing up...she came to the academy to tell him that she didn't want him in her life. But when she stumbled across this, she decided to stick around."

"That's just like her...oh right, there was another thing I wanted to ask. Takao Morita, was he involved in the Hope Cultivation Project? If so what are the odds that my father knows something about it?"

"According to the files I found in the faculty office, Takao Morita was working closely with Ryusuke Fuji. Your father was funding half of this project, I can only surmise he wanted it to succeed, so that he could expose it and bring down Hope's Peak Academy, and the entire organization." he replied.

"Sounds just like him...that means he knows something, and if he sits on Death Row, he isn't going to share it. He'll die with that information...that means I'll have to speak with him, as much as I hate him." the boy said.

"Whoa...who said I'm going to allow you to get in on this? Me and Kyoko are already risking ourselves enough, if we stick our asses out any farther, we'll get shot. I don't want to bring you into this." the purple haired boy said, earning a chuckle from Daisuke.

"I'm already involved, I don't care what it takes, but I will find out this information. You're father doesn't know that I know, and I'm sure you already have the staff looking out for you. You need my talent, the ability to craft a story out of thin air, a lie...out of thin air." Daisuke said, looking at him firmly. He had changed the tone of his voice a bit, sounding more confident. He wanted his friend to accept his offer. Thankfully, the boy did.

"Aye, it seems we do...but how will you do it?"

"Easy, when we get back to the academy, we're going to be welcoming Class 79 into the fold. There's a celebration to inaugurate the New School building the day after that. Security will be lowered, making it easy to poke around. I'll handle the Reserve Course, I'm sure there's information there that we need." he said.

"The Reserve Course? What could you find there?"

"A record of tuition fees and where all of that money gets transferred, as a start. I want to know more about Hajime Hinata...you said a Reserve Course student was expelled correct? I was told by someone that he dropped out...nothing makes sense." he said.

"That's true...well if you are going to join our little crew then we'll need a secure line for you to use. I wouldn't want you contacting us on a regular phone, that would make it hard to keep this between us." the boy said.

"Don't worry, I'll go buy myself a new phone...I'm sure the Ultimate Programmer can make an encryption application for it when we get back...we have three days before the new class is set to come to school, that's when we'll put our plan into motion."

"Daisuke...I can't believe I am saying this, but I'm glad you overheard us. You'll definitely be a massive help in this investigation...but keep it down low, does anyone else know?"

"Hiyoko does, but I intend to keep her out of it. If something does happen to me, I don't want her nor Sonia to be involved." he replied. Hisashi nodded, holding his hand out. Daisuke took a hold of it, shaking it firmly.

"Welcome to the fold, Ultimate Story Teller." he said, giving the boy a wink.

xxx

"Jeez, you kept me waiting." Hiyoko said, arms crossed as she caught sight of her boyfriend.

She was wearing the tank top Sonia had gotten her at the Mikasa Museum. She was wearing a light pink skirt, with black ruffles on the edges. She was wearing a pair of white stockings, reaching up to her thighs, along with some pale yellow slippers. She had a small purse slung across her shoulder, and her hair was down, as opposed to her normal style. She flushed a bit when she caught him staring.

"Well don't just look, say something!" she snapped.

"Oh uh...you look nice." he said. She smiled a bit, perking up.

"So, what were you and Hisashi doing? Comparing dick sizes?"

"Not exactly...we were just trading back date ideas...he wanted to know a good place to take Sayaka." he said.

"That's boring...yawn! Let's go do something! I heard from Ibuki that there's a candy store in town, that's where I want to go!" she said, taking a hold of his hand.

"Ow, don't pull me." he cried back, falling into pace with the girl.

Thankfully it wasn't blistering hot like the day before. It was a cool 70 degrees, with a light breeze and slight chance of rain. He had actually been waiting for it to rain, so he could splash around in it like he used to as a kid.

The road to Yokosuka's central city wasn't that long. The road ran parallel with the beach, so you you see and feel the ocean as you walked. The loud cheers and cries of the beach goers could be heard all over, along with the sounds of cars. There was a boardwalk not far from where they were. By seeing Hiyoko's reaction, he could tell that's where they were going.

"This place is nice...I wouldn't mind living here." Daisuke said, trying to make conversation.

"I suppose, I do like the beach...it would be a good place to raise a family." she said.

"Well well, Hiyoko Saionji talking about family? That's an odd thing."

"Fuck you! Don't assume that I'll just stop talking about family because of what happened to me." she said.

"That wasn't it...it's just you seem to tense up when I mention babies. Sonia seems to love the idea." he said. She sighed, glancing at the cement wall separating the street from the beach.

"It isn't that I don't like the idea, I do. It's just...I'm scared, sex is fun and all, but one little mistake could take me down that path. I mean what if I do get pregnant? I'll get all annoying and fat and my boobs will hurt. Don't even get me started on the childbirth part, I don't think my poor body can take it!" she replied.

"Sweetheart you are blowing it out of proportion. All women are capable of bearing children, they have for millions of years and they will continue bearing them. If you don't want to have a baby vaginally, you can deliver it through a C-section."

"Then I'll have an ugly scar...not to mention stretch marks. Can we adopt instead? I suddenly have the urge to get my tubes tied."

"Absolutely not...Hiyoko you are no picnic, but we will have our own children. Weren't you the one that wanted thirteen little girls?" he asked.

"I changed my mind, Sonia can have the babies, we can adopt." she said, clapping her hands loudly.

"Ugh...let's talk about this when we're married, just keep taking your pills like normal so we don't disgrace ourselves this early on in life." he said, wrapping his arm around her waist. She sighed contently, resting her head on his shoulder.

They continued onward, entering the boardwalk. The left side of the large wooden pier was filled with stores, all the way until the end of it, where there were a couple amusement park rides. The boardwalk was overloaded with hundreds of people, man, women and children, all running around happily. The waves underneath the boardwalk were slamming into the wooden post rather hard, the foaming maws of the ocean were bubbling a bit. There were a few stores that caught Daisuke's interest, but he stopped at a book store, a smile on his face.

"Wow, look at this...a specialty book store. I want to see what they have on sale." he said.

"Dais come on, you can look at books later!" Hiyoko said.

"I'll buy you a pound of gummies if you let me look around." he replied. She gave him a nod, instantly shutting up. They passed through the doors, feeling the coolness of the air conditioner. He walked over toward the mystery section, a smile on his face.

"Wow, they actually wrote a second part to this book?" he muttered, looking at the cover.

"What book would that be?" his fiancee asked curiously.

"It's a mystery about a lost treasure. It's called Damnation on Oak Island. The first book anyway, this one is called, Secrets of Oak Island. It looks like a direct sequel...this person is amazingly talented." he said, looking at the authors name. Kaby Tomska...it was a pen-name, and not the name of the actual author. To this date no one knew who wrote it.

"That one is a popular sell, the author released it shortly before Distrust hit the shelves. It's a good read." the man at the counter said, earning a nod from the boy.

"Do you have a copy of this at home babe?" Hiyoko asked, earning a no from the boy.

"Nope, Sylvia tore it up when we broke up...this was all about three months before we all met. As if she hadn't ruined my life enough...but I can pick up these copies now." he said, grabbing the new book and the prequel to it.

"I guess I'll grab it when I finish reading your masterpiece." the girl said with a grin. He walked over to the counter, seeing the man lower his newspaper, his eyes widened a bit.

"Oh shit, Daisuke Rel Rio, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"I'm on vacation with my fiancee and some friends...this is a nice store you got here." he said.

"I'm not the owner, just a part timer. The names Natsuno...would you do me a solid and sign my book man? I really love it." he said.

"Sure thing, I don't mind at all...maybe I can leave you some autographed copies so you can con people out of their hard earned cash." he said, giving him a wink. He took the book opening the cover, he scrawled his name on the cover, adding a bit of a swirl to his name.

"My boss would kill me for that, but since you are one of the best authors out there, except for maybe Touko Fukawa, I'll let those two books you grabbed go with you for free."

"Seriously?" Hiyoko asked.

"Course little lady, your fiancee saved our store from going bankrupt. Not only did his book increase sales, but we were able to get a lot of new people in here. Our book sales on every genre increased by 10% of what it used to be. We can spare a couple books." he said.

"Thanks man, just for that I'll autograph every Distrust book you have. I really appreciate this man." Daisuke said happily.

"I couldn't ask you to do that, it's really nothing."

"Nah, I don't mind, I don't have anywhere I have to be anyway." he said. He grabbed a stack of books and started signing the inside covers. Hiyoko sighed, knowing they would be there for awhile.

After a half hour, Daisuke and Hiyoko finally left the bookstore. The boy had been overall happy with his purchase, even though he didn't actually buy anything. Hiyoko was rather annoyed, and was fanning herself a bit due to the heat. They stopped in front of the candy store a few minutes later, seeing the large cardboard cutouts on the windows.

"Fucking finally, flower candies here I come!" she said, racing into the store.

He ducked into the store, following after the blonde girl. He looked around, seeing shelves upon shelves stacked with different types of candy. There was a kiosk near the front with a large selection of hard candies. There was also a bunch of glass containers filled with gummies of different shapes and sizes. The more expensive stuff was near the back of the store. There were a few kids in the store, as well as a few other couples. He quickly found Hiyoko, who was standing in front of a shelf containing decorative Japanese candies. It wasn't a secret to anyone that she absolutely adored them.

There were some pink hard candies in the shape of flowers. There were some decorative chocolates as well, in some fancy boxes. He also spotted some Belgian chocolate. He licked his lips, instantly reaching for the box.

"When did you start liking Belgian chocolate?" Hiyoko asked curiously.

"Since Sayaka's dad sent her some chocolates from Belgium the last time he was there. They're fucking amazing." he said.

"Yeah they are...you still owe me that bag of gummies, hold my flowers." she said, handing him the pink flower box. He rolled his eyes, walking after the girl.

She grabbed a bag, along with one of the scoops and started scooping gummies into the bag. He watched as she took a scoop of literally every bin until the bag was filled with different gummies. Gummy bears, gummy worms, even some gummy sharks and some gummy rings. The girl grinned as she tied the bag up, placing it on the weight.

"Sweetheart, that's five pounds, not one." Daisuke said.

"Same difference, come on!" she said, dragging him to the counter. It seemed like his bank account was going to suffer a hit from Hurricane Hiyoko today.

Xxx

The sun had already started going down, and the students of Class 76B and 77B were all hanging out at the Munakata Estates private beach. Peko and Fuyuhiko had created a large fire in the center of the fire pit they had dug up. Akane and Nekumaru had also made a sort of circle around it too, working the sand into a sort of bench, placing some towels over it. The fire itself was on a raised circle of sand, burning brightly. There was a lifeguard style chair facing the ocean, where Daisuke was sitting, rereading his masterpiece.

Akane and Nekumaru were both busy digging a hole into the sand, making it deep enough for their cooler. Once down, Kazuichi and Teruteru dropped it in, filling it with ice shortly after. They topped it with water, soda, juice and some beer. Daisuke smiled as he dotted his last sentence, allowing the ink to dry. He blew on it, trying to speed the process.

"Well, I've never seen you smiling so much. Is that story really the shit?" Soshun asked, earning a chuckle from Daiki.

"You dumb? That kid is a best seller, don't they want you in New York next month?" the pudgy teen asked, earning a nod from the story teller.

"Yeah, it was all so sudden, I got the call a few days before the trip. I haven't told me friends, wanted to surprise them." he said.

"Well, Distrust was a great novel, and I'm honestly waiting for a sequel, don't keep us waiting." Asukasei said, earning an eager nod from Tsubasa. Sonia clapped her hands, a smile on her face.

"Alright everyone, grab a seat and a drink...I'm sure Daisuke wants to get this party started!" she said, sitting down next to Hiyoko. She had a Budlight Platinum in her hand, already having drank half of it.

"Why the fuck are you drinking wine?" Fuyuhiko asked, glancing at Kazuichi. Takane tipped her glass back, taking a sip of the red liquid.

"Because wine is sophisticated you uncultured fuck." the mechanic cried, causing Hiyoko to burst into laughter.

"I'm gonna kick your ass you piece of shit. I'm gonna shove your monkey wrench so far up your ass, you'll look like a goddamn jack hammer when I'm done with you." The gangster snapped, only to stop when he felt Peko's hand on his shoulder.

"Alright settle down, we can talk about Fuyuhiko's lack of culture later."

"Fuck you!"

"Now then, this story is one that I wrote specifically for this little trip. I would like to thank our student council for joining us. Even though you weren't part of the original plan, I'm glad you stayed next door...makes our time here more memorable." Daisuke said.

"Thank you for the invite Dais, as the Ultimate Student Council President, I would like to thank you for the amazing work you do. Not just for your class but for all of Hope's Peak Academy. Thanks to those tournaments, I feel like we all grew closer together." Soshun said, earning a flushed look from the story teller.

"Okay then...this is a story that I like to call, Five Nights at Freddy's." he said, clearing his throat. He could tell just by the title that everyone had grown tense, he smiled inwardly, clearing his throat.

"Freddy Fazbear's Pizza was one of the staple places of the Eighties. It was a place where all kids wanted to have their parties, a modern day Chuck E Cheese, except without a guy dressed like an ugly rat. No, this place was way better. It featured state of the art animatronic animals. The mascot was a large brown bear that could sing, aptly named, Freddy Fazbear.

The bear stood tall, watching over the crowd with glowing lifeless eyes. It was singing the same song on repeat, driving the parents insane. Of course the children didn't at all mind this. The animatronics on this particular bear were state of the art at the time. Within the suit was a metal endoskeleton, powered by some very powerful computers. It was way more powerful than any computer at the time. Imagine the Terminator from those Arnold Schwarzenegger movies, and you got what was inside that suit.

It would move around the stage on a programmed axis, making the same movements, singing the same song. Eventually, the kids got tired of Freddy, so the company that owned the Pizzeria decided to add a new cast of friends.

Bonnie the guitar playing Bunny was the second animatronic, followed by the lovable waitress Chika the Chicken, and her cupcake Frosting. There was also Foxy the Pirate, a Fox that lived in Pirates cove. The kids absolutely adored them, and the company was sitting in style. That was however before the Bite of 87.

Now, you must be wondering what that exactly is...well, you would be correct. You must be thinking, oh some kid bit someone else, and someone sued the company...well you would be half right.

The Bite of 87 was actually an accident involving one of the Animatronics. I myself don't know which one it was, but all I remember was that it was all over the news. I'm surprised a person could live without their frontal lobe. The boy was completely fine, despite his lack of emotions and thought processes. He had gotten a labotamy from one of the animatronics, of course he wouldn't be fine. The news report stated that his head was crushed by the mechanical jaws. Blood had been spurting all over the floor, causing a massive panic.

The restaurant was closed for business, until further notice. In the mean time, the Animatronics had to go into a testing phase. All of them were stripped to their exoskeletons and everything was checked. The builder and one who ran maintenance had said they passed, and were put back onto the stage. The pizzeria however would remain closed for awhile longer.

In order for the animatronics to continue serving as they would, they were put in a state of wonder. That means they were allowed to roam the restaurant, on an endless cycle into the morning. There was nothing wrong with them, but the security guards found it a bit weird that they moved around. One night, one of them thought Foxy was about to attack them, so they ended up beating it with a metal bat. The Fox pirate was placed back in Pirate's Cove, the attraction closed due to maintenance issues.

Eventually the restaurant opened back up, and everything was right as rain. At least until December 4th1992.

You see, there was a report of five missing children going around the town. They had all been at a party within Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria, but their parents weren't able to find them. That was only the beginning. As the days went by, and the Christmas season rolled around, people started to notice the animatronics were starting to smell. And it wasn't the typical smell of something needing to be washed. It was the smell of corpses...the rotting flesh of a decaying body. One concerned parent called the authorities when they saw one of the animatronics, Chika, oozing blood from her beak. The macabre scene was all over the news.

Five Children found deceased, and stuffed into the animatronics at Freddy Fazbear's pizza. It was all over the news, the world even. The company backlash ended up closing the store for good."

Daisuke paused to take a drink, flipping the page. He smiled a bit, knowing he had everyone's full attention. He was so into reading it out loud that he had forgotten it was a story. He licked his lips, looking back down at the page.

"Yes, the store did close, and it stopped functioning as an eatery. Everyone was disappointed, and the kids wouldn't stop begging for them to open up again. But the crime was too great, they had to hold an investigation to find who had done it. Sadly none of the staff were held responsible for it, and the case went cold soon after.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria fell into legend. As a place of fun turned into a place murder zone. In order to keep watch on the place, the company started hiring security guards. They didn't want someone to get into the store, and mess around with the animatronics. You would think that they took the things and disposed of them...but now the company was trying to re brand itself, pulling away from their roots as a Pizzeria, that's why the animatronics remained.

That's where I come in, I was hired a few days ago as a night time security guard. The store is pretty boring during the day, but the guy before me moved up, earning me a good spot. The pay was decent at least, four bucks an hour isn't bad. The thing is, the place is weird. It hasn't been used in years, so posters and party favors still hung around. A light funk hung around the place too, from the rotting corpses no doubt. My job was to sit in the office and keep an eye on all the cameras. But that's where everything started going bad.

Day one was alright, nothing out of the ordinary...but during the second night was where it all started to go to hell.

Freddy Fazbear had remained on the stage the entire night. However Bonnie and Chika had been wondering around. Remember how earlier I mentioned that Wonder mode? Well that was nothing like this. I thought that was it at first, until Bonnie looked directly at the camera.

It wasn't a dead glare either, like an animatronic would normally have. That...thing...it was looking, directly at me. It's eyes just moved slowly, as it stared directly at the camera for the course of a minute.

I blinked a few times, suddenly hearing a scratching sound beside him. I turned to look to the right, letting out a scream as I saw Chika peeking into the window. I immediately shut the door, holding my hand over the button. I peeked at the corresponding monitor, seeing the Chicken just standing there. I licked my lips as I glanced down the other hall, hoping nothing else would surprise me. That's when the alarm went off, signaling the end of my shift.

Night three was worse. This was where Freddy became more...active. While dodging the stares of Bonnie and keeping an eye on Chika, I had to ensure that Freddy wasn't doing anything. I had heard some rumbling from one of the cameras, and turned my attention to them. The kitchen camera had gone out awhile back, an no one had bothered fixing it. I could tell that bear was looking for something. I became paranoid, imagining it reaching for a knife.

I remembered my superior saying to keep an eye on Foxy. I remember coming here when I was a kid and liking the Fox pirate. But now that I a stared at it's face, the furry fox head falling apart around it, it's broken maw hanging open, jaws threatening to bite my flesh, I tended to look away. Suddenly the Bite of 87 made sense...the broken animatronic had probably done it.

I heard a slight tumble down the hall and peeked outside, seeing Freddy making his way to my office. I quickly shut the door, turning to face the other window, Chika was standing there again. I had no idea where Bonnie was but I didn't care. I closed my eyes, the air becoming tight for a few seconds. Once I opened my eyes I let out a scream.

In front of me was Freddy Fazbear, only It wasn't him. This one was golden, it seemed almost like a shadow. The suit was on the ground, looking like a rotting animal rather than a bear. I blinked and it disappeared a second later, glancing at the cameras I knew they were gone too. Six o'clock rolled around, and I raced out of the store not looking back."

He paused again, moving his shoulders as he turned the page, simultaneously taking a sip of his drink. Nekumaru started poking the fire, a tall plume of flame towering to the sky, only for it to rapidly die down. It had gotten rather dark by now, but almost no one had noticed.

"You must be wondering why the hell I went back...it was summer and there was nothing to do. I needed the cash, simple as that. The Fourth Night, it was way worse than the previous one. I don't know how the hell I made it out of there alive.

It had started out like normal...avoiding the glare Bonnie gave me, the scratching on the window, compliments of Chika, and Freddy trying to stab me in my gut. But this time, I had been paying attention to Foxy. The day guard had noticed something weird with him. He had been twitching a lot lately. During the day, they all went through the normal routines, as if the restaurant was still operational. But Foxy didn't. They had been talking about replacing him entirely, but the company wanted to salvage his exoskeleton and fix it up. My boss had told me to keep an eye out on him during the night, in case something happened.

And happen it did, the curtain had opened up a bit, and the tip of his snout was visible. I kept an eye on the others, but they had backed away, enough for me to actually open my office door and let some air in. I took my eyes away from him for a second, to check on the others. Freddy was in the kitchen again, and Bonnie was in the cafeteria. Chika had been in the west hallway, doing a dance routine for some reason.

That's when I heard it, loud footsteps. I turned back to Pirate's cove, eyes widening when I noticed Foxy was gone. I shifted my view to the east hallway, screaming loudly. Foxy was running right at me, straight up running. I slammed my button on the door button and it snapped shut. The thing slammed into the door and started pounding on it, trying to get in. out of precaution, I closed the other door as well. I huddled in my chair for the rest of the night, keeping an eye on the generators in case they ran out. If they did I would be fucked for the rest of the night. I didn't even wait for the bell to ring this time around, I literally dove through the doors to get free.

I had been convinced to do a fifth shift. I don't know why I came back, especially with all that had been happening. Rumors had started filtering out, about some voodoo hex shit happening inside that place. I would have said it was bullshit, if I hadn't been living it.

Time went by painfully slow, I wanted to hurry and get out of there, but time wasn't working with me. Somehow I made it through the night without much trouble...however, my boss who normally called me and left me a message, hadn't left me one this time. Last night's message was him saying he was sorry. There had been some pounding on the door, which I can only surmise was due to Foxy. The call ended before I could get my answer.

This time however, I had come prepared with a flashlight and my gun. I wanted to know...I wanted to know what was going on here. Being alone didn't help me, but Christ up above I wanted to put an end to it.

It was day time, so the animatronics were back in their proper places. I took this chance to look around. The backroom was a mess, spare parts and costumes were thrown all over the place. I shined my light all over the room, hoping to find something to go on.

I saw a pink stain on the ground, kneeling down I traced my finger over it. It felt sticky and viscous...my eyes widened as I realized what it was.

It was blood, dried coagulated blood. The blood of a child, which was stuffed into an animatronic. He gagged a bit, wiping my finger off on my pants. He held my hand over my nose, wanting to get out of there. I soft giggle filled my ears and I turned around, aiming my gun behind me.

I sighed, this place was really getting to me. I walked back to the cafeteria, looking around at the discarded party hats. I reached for one of them, picking it up from the table. I chuckled to myself, feeling a slight breeze behind me. I spun on my heel, and I swore I saw a kid. I blinked a few times, but it was gone just as fast as it had appeared.

"An apparition." I muttered to myself, as if someone could hear me.

As I spun back around, I locked eyes with Bonnie, who had been standing behind me. I didn't know how the hell he got behind me without me hearing him, but he did. I let out a scream, running as fast as I could. The creature kept up with me, an inhuman shriek leaving his mouth as it sped up. I ducked through the office, closing the door. I quickly left through the west door, as Bonnie kept pounding on the door.

I made my way to Pirate's Cove, my gun held tightly in my hands. This hallway was really dark, but I could see dry blood on the ground. Drag marks, form there the children were dragged. Images flooded my mind, the thoughts, screams of pain and crying of these kids, it made me want to scream in anger.

I wondered into into Pirate's Cove, the unbearable odor of death becoming obvious. The entire stage had been destroyed, along with the children's play area. I looked toward the wall, seeing large scratch marks all over the place. Looking closer, I noticed the scratch marks were actually names. Five names, ones I recognized from the paper. Molly, Francis, Daniel, Jenny and Steven...the names of the five children. It all suddenly made sense to me.

Four of the animatronics were moving, and acting as on their own...four bodies had been found stuffed into the suits. The spirits of these children were bringing these suits alive. They were haunting this hellhole of a place. The animatronics...they were possessed. I suddenly felt bad for Foxy, who had been destroyed by the day staff. I turned around, letting out a scream as the Pirate Fox stood behind me, jaws ready to snap. I raced out of Pirate's Cove, a loud screech filling the room. Foxy was running after me now, and it was much faster than Bonnie could ever me. He grit his my teeth, shooting behind me, the bullets didn't even slow it down. I ducked into the office, shutting the door behind me.

I wanted out, I wanted out right now. But with Foxy pounding the door behind me, and Bonnie still guarding the other door, I had no way out. No way to escape, nothing to do but wait."

Daisuke flipped to the final page of his story, finishing off his beer. He glanced at his watch, seeing around half an hour had passed since he begun telling this story. He took a deep breath, biting his lower lip a bit as his eyes hovered over the words.

"I must have been hallucinating, because I looked around me, and I saw the walls oozing blood. The sounds of laughter started drifting through the office, along with crying. Tears of pain, cries of agony, I could hear the sound of a saw cutting through flesh, the squelch of a body being stuffed in a suit. It was sickening, maddening...It almost made me want to kill myself out of sadness.

My eyes drifted over to the wall, seeing a large air vent. I reached for it, pulling it off the wall...at the same time, the battery on the generators ran out, the doors to the office slowly opening. I scurried into the vent, just as Foxy and Bonnie came into the room, reaching for my legs. The lights had shut off at the loss of power, so the only light I had was from my flashlight. I kept on crawling, scurrying to the vent.

My shirt became stuck to my body, as sweat started to drip around me. Without the central air, the place became hot. The scent of rotting flesh filled my nose and mouth, drowning me in its presence. I felt something sticky on my hands, and looked down seeing more dried blood. It then occurred to me, that one of the children was never found. As I kept crawling, I found the last thing I wanted to find.

In the center of the vent, where four other vents connected, was a small rotting corpse. There was dried blood pooled around it, the flesh had dried up and stuck to the bones. The boy, at least I could see it as a boy, had a blue shirt, drenched in blood, a large gaping hole in the area where the abdomen would be. He was wearing khaki shorts and sneakers. There was still a party favor in his hands.

I let go of my flashlight, letting out an inhuman scream. I felt bile rising up my throat and out my mouth. I felt my stomach empty out on the vent in front of me. Tears fell down my face as I stared at the body.

This place was a fucking nightmare. If I had known all of this, I wouldn't have dared set foot in this hellhole. I needed to get out...I grabbed my flashlight and my gun and crawled around my body. I wanted to get the fuck out of here, I needed to tell the cops about the body. I continued shimmying my way down the vents, finally finding an access point. I kicked the grate, sending it flying through the empty room. I was in the cafeteria...the front doors were down the hall, where Bonnie and Chika were most likely at...waiting for me.

It had then occurred to me, that I hadn't seen Freddy at all. I had seen the three others, and had my screams. But the restaurants mascot had yet to make his appearance. I heard something coming from the kitchen, and aimed my gun in that direction. I don't know why, but I started wondering over there...I just needed to know what that sound was.

I pushed the doors in slowly, taking a peek into the kitchen. The pots were all over the place, along with utensils, plates and rotting chunks of food. I heard the sound of a hacksaw, slicing through something that I hoped wasn't what I thought it was. Wondering further in, I finally laid eyes on it.

Freddy Fazbear, was holding a saw in his hand, and on the kitchen counter, was the body of my boss. Or rather what was left of it. The legs had been sawed off, and one of the arms was hanging from a meat hook. I could tell the bear was completely entertained by it. The child inhibiting that body...it most likely had been chopped up in his manner too. The bear suddenly looked up, turning to face me. I shook in place as it's eyes lit up, jaw dropping.

It started playing a jingle...it almost sounded like a music box...it took me a second to realize it was fucking Toreador's March. I dropped my flashlight and spun on my heel, running like a bat out of hell. I needed to find that fucking door.

I raced down the hall, the jingle only getting louder and louder as I ran for my life. I could hear the kids screaming again, all of their voices mingling into one. They all flashed in front of me, begging to be free, asking me why they had paid the price, why they had to die.

"I don't know...I can't help you, get out!" I shouted, tears steaming down my face. I finally reached the front doors, trying to pull them open. But they were locked, the man that was supposed to let me out was dead.

I turned around, facing the four animatronics all of them slowly walking toward me. Blood dripping from their faces, flesh hanging from their arms and legs. He held my gun up shakily, in a threatening manner. They didn't even flinch. I saw Freddy walking ahead of them, that goddamn jingle playing over the loud speakers. He still had the saw in his hand.

"Why did he kill us?"

"Why couldn't you help us?"

"Would you die in our place?"

"Set us free!"

"We're only kids who lost our way, help us...let us go!"

"Take our Place!"

I was terrified...here I was, twenty one years old, working in a goddamn pizzeria as a fucking night guard, and I was going to die. Freddy stood in front of me, glaring into my soul with his glowing eyes. The song finally stopped, and for a second, so did the animatronics. I turned around, shooting the glass, racing out of the restaurant. I ran toward my car, only to realize my keys were in the office. No way in hell would I go back there. I ran toward the open street, hoping to flag someone down.

But that's when I realized, the plaza I was in was abandoned, I was the only one there. There was no one driving by here yet, as it was still early in the morning. I couldn't signal for help, there wasn't a phone nearby to call the police...I was utterly alone. My legs wobbled, as I tried to run. I felt breathing behind me and I turned around, Foxy was standing behind me. I let out a scream, trying to get away from the creature...but I wasn't able too. It grabbed my arm, and started yanking me back toward the restaurant.

"Leaving is a big no no!"

A girls voice...Molly...Jenny? I didn't know...but Foxy wasn't stopping. I shot its arm with my gun, the bullet did nothing but it was able to let me go. I tried scurrying away only for something to piece my shoulder.

Foxy's hooked hand, it was a real meat hook. It glistened with my own pink blood, as I screamed in agony. I dropped my gun to the ground, reaching for the arm to dislodge the hook. That only pissed the thing off even more, as he literally started dragging me back by my shoulder.

I was thrown back into the restaurant, and grabbed by Bonnie, who had a grin on his face. I could hear all of the children laughing, as if this was all a fucking game. Freddy grabbed me by my neck, and started dragging me back toward the kitchen.

Freddy picked me up effortlessly, slamming me onto a meat hook, letting my body dangle over the kitchen floor. I screamed in agony, as blood dripped to the floor. I couldn't feel anything anymore, my breathing was ragged, I could tell that hook had punctured my lung.

Freddy walked over to the corpse of my body, which was just a torso now, the head having gone missing. He grabbed the saw and moved toward me, a sneer present on his face. I started crying again, pleading for them to stop.

They didn't...they didn't stopped...I watched as the cut my limbs off, one by one. I don't know how I was still alive through it, my blood rapidly gushing out of me. Freddy tossed my legs into an ice bucket, grabbing my remaining arm, saw it off ever so slowly. It was then that I breathed my last, and left this world.

But, how can I be telling you this? Well, today is the inauguration of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A brand new restaurant with all new animatronics in the likeness of toys. All of the old animatronics had been scrapped and replaced with new ones. But if you look closely, there's a brand new animatronic, one that was named Wolfie the Space Wolf...it is now my turn to haunt the halls that I once guarded. I have joined the cause, to make sure this horrible place never opens it's doors. So if you want to take a job as a security guard, be warned, you might just loose your limbs."

Daisuke smiled as he finished his story, leaning back in his seat. He looked around at his friends, seeing the horrified expressions on their faces. They were all shivering, some of the girls crying, and a few others disgusted at some of the gory parts. He placed his hand on Hiyoko's shoulder and she screamed, jumping into Sonia's arms.

"Whoa, sorry, I just wanted a drink." he said.

"Fuck you asshole, Jesus you scared the piss out of me." she cried.

"She really did, it's all over my lap." Sonia said, , grimacing a bit.

"Sorry...not sorry." the girl said, holding back a giggle.

"I must say...I believe that...I too...have soiled myself." Tomohiko said.

"Me too." Tsubasa added, earning a disgusted look from her boyfriend.

"Well...I didn't write this to make people piss themselves...maybe I should change the tone of my voice...would you like to hear it again?"

"No!"

"M-Mr. D-Daisuke...d-do you hate us?" Kotoko asked, shivering a bit. Hisashi had wrapped his arms around her half way through the story, since she had been crying in fear.

"No...I don't hate you, why would a hate you?"

"Because you scared the shit out of all of us!" she cried.

"That little girl is right...but I suppose this is the fun of a scary story...it's to instill fear in all of us...I say it's a job well done...jolly good show." Jennifer cried, clapping her hands loudly. This was followed by a chorus of applause, making the story teller smile.

"Well, as long as you liked some of it, I guess it's a success. Don't worry, I'm not publishing this one...I don't think I am ready for that kinda exposure. Can't really have a story that makes people piss themselves out on the shelves right?" he asked.

"Hehe, right!" Sonia replied.

"Well, the night is young and we got plenty of booze, so let's have a party!" Ibuki cried, hopping to her feet, not at all affected by the story. Everyone chuckled at her antics.

"I must go inside and change first...but I shall join you again soon." Sonia said.

"Ugh...me too..can't walk around with soaked panties." Hiyoko said, following after Sonia.

"I think I'll do the same, Kiriko, Aiko care to join me?" Tsubasa asked, earning nods from the two girls.

"Hehe, yeah." Teruteru said, a familiar smirk on his face. Peko rapidly stood up, following after her friends.

"I shall go with you...I will defend our panties from thieves."

"Damn you Peko, why must you cock block me at every turn?" Teruteru snapped, earning a smirk from the silver haired swordswoman.

"Honestly speaking, I think you deserve to fail so much, pervert. You'll never get a girlfriend if you don't cut the shit!" Mahiru snapped, sifting through the pictures she had taken. Horrified faces started back at her, making her giggle.

"Maybe I should up the ante then...they say the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach. I shall make some delectable sweets for them all." he said.

"Did you forget there are girls sitting right here?" Karen asked, glancing at the chef.

"Heh heh heh...indeed, perhaps you can be the first to sample my stuffed clams." he said, a sneer on his face.

And for the rest of the night, Daisuke watched in amusement as the Ultimate Student Council Secretary beat the hell out of the Ultimate Chef, much to his chagrin.