A/n Again, full credit goes to my friend Alex. Hoooooope you enjoy! ;-)
Makoto screamed. It was all he could do. He refused to believe what he saw, blinking repeatedly before turning and running.
He didn't get very far. After a few strides, Naegi slammed into something and fell back. He found himself facing another one of his classmates, Mondo Oowada, the Super Duper High School Motorcycle Gangster. Oowada grabbed Naegi's collar, pulling him up to his eye level
"What the hell do you think you're doing!" He yelled. Naegi said nothing and turned to where he had ran from. Oowada glared, then loosened his grip. Naegi fell to the floor with an unceremonious thud. He stood up and brushed himself off before turning to Mondo. He had gone a definite pale white, his right eye twitched, and he was half grimacing. The two boys heard footsteps coming round the corner. Celestia Ludenburg, the Super Duper High School Gambler turned the corner and saw the two boys blocking the corridor.
"Now now gentlemen, people say they can feel me coming a mile away, but they said nothing about blocking my way now, do they?" Naegi went to tell her about the corpse that lay at the end of the corridor, but Mondo cut him off before he had a chance. "You want to go past, be my guest." Naegi winced, and braced himself for a shove, but no shove came. When Naegi opened his eyes, Mondo had actually stepped to one side, making way for Celes. She stepped through the gap, then stopped. Naegi imagined that if she could've gone any paler, she would've. Naegi expected her to shout, but she remained collected. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded up magazine page. She opened it and her gaze aimed straight for a specific article. Naegi glanced over her shoulder at the magazine title scrawled at the top of the page
"Serial Killer Enthusiasts?" Naegi almost yelled. Celestia shot Naegi a piercing glare that, if looks could kill, would've given the pair of boys a series of heart attacks. "I have hobbies." She said plainly and coldly. Mondo wasn't listening, he was staring at the article's title: "Copycat Killer Killed By The Real Deal." The image next to the large block of text showed a boy not much older than Naegi, strung up, as if crucified, and stabbed in multiple places...with the same scissors that protruded from their former classmate. What seemed to interest Celestia more than anything else was a pair of words, no, a name, highlighted in blood red. Naegi shuddered. "Could it be?!"
The words highlighted were... Genocider Shou...
"I know, surprising, riiight?!" Came a droning voice from behind the trio. As they all turned, the identity of the speaker became bluntly clear. "A murder on school grounds could severely affect the atmosphere of hope, so naturally, I want to help you find the culprit!"
"What's the catch?" Oowada snapped, marching towards Komaeda, both fists clenched. "Why does there have to be a catch?" Komaeda asked, in his usual cocky manner, his eyebrows raised in mock offence. Celes was the first to reply: "Because we know you Nagito, and you never give anything away freely."
Komaeda laughed, then stopped, and pointed to Celes. "I challenge you to a game of poker!" Nagito exclaimed. At first, Celes looked puzzled, but she regained herself and narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Never before had anyone challenged her to the game she excelled at more than anyone else. After a few, tense minutes, Celes nodded, and dragged Komaeda into the rec room.
It was at that moment an announcement came over on the loudspeaker. The voice of the headmaster boomed around the school:
This is an announcement to all students and faculty members, please assemble in the gym for immediate briefing." Mondo turned to Naegi then to the camera in the hallway.
"Took you this long to raise the alarm, old man?!" He yelled, in classic Mondo Manner.