~Mistpouffer~ Danganronpa V2: Goodbye Despair x Male Reader

Execution Two: Pleasing the Storm

Song Inspo- Stronger Than You (feat. Mom0ki) by XandulsBored

Mahiru covered her mouth in shock, "No... Hiyoko.. you... It's my fault!" I looked at her betrayal-stricken face, "Mahiru, it's not your fault." The photographer shook her head, her mossy eyes filling with tears, "I'm the one who told her she can't only eat sweets, I gave her the potatoes..." Hajime rested a consoling hand on her shoulder, "She chose to do what Monokuma wanted."

Hiyoko wailed, "I didn't have a choice! I overheard your conversation with Peko and Fuyuhiko... they were going to kill you..." Mahiru frowned even deeper, blaming herself more. I looked away from the dancer beside me 'I'm sorry Hiyoko but you did this to yourself.' The short dancer looked between the two of us, her eyes guilty, "B-Big sis Mahiru... Big bro M/n..." By then, Fuyuhiko had gotten over his stupor, "You! You killed Peko and you accused me!" The yakuza yelled insults at Hiyoko ruthlessly; ignoring everyone's attempts to stop him. Amidst the chaos, Monokuma announced, "It's voting time!"

Another good person is gone of the few I have grown to know. This just goes to show how little we know others. I didn't want to vote for her. Fuyuhiko practically rushed to vote others being more somber. Mahiru and I were Hiyoko's only true friends here; the only ones she got along with. So having to vote for her was tough. 

"I didn't know what I got into, somehow I can't go back even if I really wanted to. So what more can I even do? Just vote already I know I can't be forgiven; it's too late for that." Hiyoko gripped the front of her kimono 'That isn't what she wants but its what she asked us for. Had we not been in this killing game... if only...' Monokuma started to speak again but I was too focused on Hiyoko, I knew she has to live with the guilt for the rest of her life. Even then, her life was ending by our hands.

"We have a very special execution for the Ultimate Traditional Dancer!"

Broken Marionette (TW!)

3rd Person POV:

Hiyoko cried out for Mahiru and M/n as she was yanked away. Hiyoko tried to get her bearings as she registered that she was now in the center of a grand stage. She shielded her eyes from the bright light which shone into her eyes. Sillouettes of Monokuma occupied the audience jeering at the girl for her skills as well as the lack of performance. 

Hiyoko staggered backwards, attempting to flee to the wings of the stage. When she neared the exit, however, stage lights crashed downwards dangerously close. The same happened in the other direction. Hiyoko ended up herded back to center stage to avoid the falling lights; her body positioned right over a large red X painted onto the wood. 

The dancer looked down in confusion, a click being heard somewhere as classical music blared through any surrounding speakers. Hiyoko didn't have any time to react before she was suddenly grabbed by something sharp.

Her wrists and ankles were wrapped in barbed wire. Said barbs dug into the blonde's skin enough to puncture it and draw blood. Her arms were lifted above her head and her legs were pulled downwards. Except they didn't stop; they kept pulling. Hiyoko screamed in agony as her limbs were forcibly pulled out of their sockets. Her body was now suspended limply, her breathing labored with the pain. 

A large figure of Monokuma appeared behind Hiyoko his hands gripping the barbed wire. Monokuma tugged harshly, causing Hiyoko's body to jerk. Her dislocated arms and legs moving without resistance as Monokuma maneuvered her like a puppet. Hiyoko's cries of suffering were muted by the echoing cruscendo of music. The melodic and beautiful melody almost taunting as the girl was made to dance in such an ugly and disharmonious way. The more she moved the more her bones protruded; eventually breaking the skin.

The bones of her shoulders stuck out from her skin, blood dripping to the ground as she writhed. After many minutes more, Hiyoko stopped moving. Yet, Monokuma kept moving her as the music slowly faded out until everyone in the trial room could hear the loud cracking of her bones and ripping of her flesh. Monokuma abandoned the barbed wire, causing the body of the dancer to collapse to the ground. She landed in a tangled heap of body parts as the curtain of the mock stage lowered and spotlight dimmed. With that, Hiyoko Saionji had taken her final bow.

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M/n POV: 

Mahiru fell to her knees, sobbing at the sight. Fuyuhiko himself felt bad for such a gruesome demise and was tempted to comfort the crying photographer yet his pride didn't allow him to. Mahiru lifted her hand to look at Fuyuhiko, her eyes glowing with ferocity, "You! Ugh, if not for your degenerate tendencies, she wouldn't have killed Peko!" Mahiru angrily pointed at the screen that displayed the execution, "It's your fault Hiyoko had to go through that!" 

Fuyuhiko took a cautious step back, his usual scowl deepening. Mahiru, to all of our surprise, lunges at the short gangster; effectively tackling him to the ground. The rest of us gasped in surprise. 'Damn Mahiru... I didn't think you had it in you.' The two tussled for a while before Fuyuhiko managed to put some distance between them, "Stay back you crazy bitch!" 

Mahiru shoved Fuyuhiko hard enough that he stumbled towards the podiums. Sonia planted her hands on her hips with an authoritative but nervous voice, "Cease this bickering!" Fuyuhiko punched Mahiru in defense. Yet, in retaliation, she slammed his head violently into the podium, the corner of the wood slicing his eye. Fuyuhiko hissed in pain, as Mikan rushed to help him. 

Nekomaru gently pulled Mahiru away from Fuyuhiko as we watched his unmoving body. Mikan hurriedly inspected his other wounds before focusing on his eye. 'I swear, if a body discovery announcement plays, I'm going to lose it.' I thought bitterly. Mikan looked at the rest of us, "H-He's okay, f-for now. He's injured bad...  H-He needs a hospital!" Hajime looked at Monokuma, "You can help, can't you?" Monokuma shrugs, "Technicallyyyy but I don't wanna. It's not against the rules or anything." Ryota pulled out his student handbook, "Actually, it is. 'Violence against another student is prohibited.' See?" Monokuma gasped loudly, sputtering, "Wha wha wha HUH?!" Chiaki looked over his shoulder, "Hm.. yeah, that's one of Monomi's old rules..." 

Monokuma grumbled in annoyance that he forgot to remove that rule and now he had to prevent a murder. Disgruntled, he whistled to call for something, "Fine fine!"  An ambulance with blaring sirens zipped up as Monokuma changed into a doctors outfit, "Leave everything to good old Dr. Killgood!" We had barely any time to question Monokuma's name choice as he whisked away Fuyuhiko on a stretcher. 

An: Ew, Mahiru is so grossly out of character in that scene sorry about that but I had to come up with some cause for Fuyuhiko's scar