Prologue 2

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I run as fast as my platforms allow me to, following the sounds of the screams for help.

I stop at the entrance to another classroom. I inspect the door to see if I can bust it open. Luckily it is and I kick it open once more.

To be honest I should get another Ultimate Talent for this. I'm already a natural.

I look to the source of the banshee screaming, seeing a girl with green hair in two low pigtails, a black sweater and socks with skeleton print, and an orange skirt.

Why the hell is she screaming I see no blood or injuries.

Is this like a new sport or something? Mating call?

"Hey, you okay?? Do you need help is someone chasing after you??" I bend over very carefully because I don't know what the hell touched these floors and I don't want to find out.

The girl, upon hearing me. Immediately stopped screaming, pulling out a book and pen, and began to write into it.

"Hey!! You said you needed help?? I'm here to save you????" I remind her.

"The idiot clad in purple continued to ask the damsel in distress stupid questions, all while the girl continued to scream for help. As she was entrapped alone, with said dumbass." She spoke.

Oh so she screamed just to fuck with me.

"I-How Fucking dare you??? Do you know who I am???"

"The girl had no idea who this imbecile was."

"Did you even need help?? Probably didn't since you wanna make fun of me! This is nuts!! I could have gotten nasty blood on my clothes." I moped.

"And so, the dumbass caressed his silk cloak dumbass-ily to carry on with his dumbass charades."

"WH-HEY!!!"

The girl giggled and stood up, keeping the book close to her.

"Well now that I have successfully brought down your ego. I may introduce myself." She extended her hand.

"Aya Hotaru. Ultimate Horror Author. You may know me best for my book 'My friend is a walking corpse' Nice to meet you."

"Hotaru

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"Hotaru. I've heard your last name before, but that was only from chatter from my sisters." I roll my eyes.

"And you are? Mr. Purple birdy?"

"I am Masaki Sohda! Ultimate Pilot!" I introduce myself.

"I am Masaki Sohda! Ultimate Pilot!" I introduce myself

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"Ah, a Pilot. I though you were the Ultimate Pigeon." Aya chuckled.

"Actually, I'm a dove. Thank you very much."

"Same thing."

I roll my eyes.

And silence falls around us.

"Do you think there could be other students here?" Aya quickly picks up conversation.

I look to her "Possibly. I mean I don't think it's just you and I. Unless this is another ploy to set up an elaborate plot to tell me I'm dumb again?"

Aya chuckles. "Oh please, if I wanted to set up a plot like that I wouldn't have it here. Now come come." She begins to walk over to one of the corners of the classroom.

"Bakit ako..." I mumble under my breath and follow Aya.

I meet up with her and we see a person curled up in the corner.

Their features aren't recognizable, but they seem to have green hair. Not bright like Aya's, but it's muted, it had a beanie covering most of it. They wore a black sailor fuku top that seemed to be cropped, ripped, jeans, and red sneakers.

I look over to Aya.

"Sooo Miss Horror, you think they're dead or no?"

Aya looks at me, smiles, then looks back at the body.

She pulls out what looks like a vial of salt and places it under the unconscious person's nose.

I almost trip as the person immediately shoots up.

"wWWWWWOOOOOWWWWWW THAT WAS SOME PARTYYYYY!!!"

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