That Wasn't Supposed To Happen

The Despairingly Beautiful Mastermind

The smoke slowly started to disappear. And, instead of Monokuma standing on the podium, it was a girl.

It was Junko Enoshima.

She looked almost the same to the Junko Chihiro had known, though this Junko didn't have freckles and her eyes were a bit bluer.

She also had bear themed hairclips in, ones that resembled Monokuma.

A crown appeared on Junko's head as she spoke. "We have been waiting! Waiting so very long for peasants like you to appear! If you swear your fealty to us, we will reward you with half of the entire world! We've even drawn up the deed already! We will grant you honour, status, and some of our home cooking! Have you made your choice? Will you serve under us?""

"W-what... No!" Chihiro responded, shaking his head.

Just what was going on...?

The crown suddenly disappeared. "Oh, did you think I was being serious? Sorry, I was just messing with you. It's been so long since I've had an audience, even I'm not sure what kind of role I'm supposed to play."

This...is the mastermind! She's... The real Junko Enoshima...

"Anyway, looks like I've finally been set free. Having to play Monokuma all the time, day after day... It was like I was stuck in purgatory, or like a slow suicide. I get bored so easy, ya know?" Junko asked, a fitting bored expression on her face.

"Y-you look familiar to Mukuro..." Chihiro noticed, not quite sure what else to say. All of this was just so unexpected and weird.

"Well, duh. We're twins. Though, I'm the better looking one. After all, I'm me, and Mukuro is Mukuro. She tried her best, but there's just no way she could have passed as the Ultimate Fashionista. Two people can never become one as long as the walls of mind and body exist..." Junko explained, leaving the rest of the group shocked.

"Twins...?" Byakuya asked, the smirk that was previously on his face now completely gone.

"I know, it's such a cliche, right? I'm almost embarrassed to admit it. So basically, Mukuro and I had your stereotypical "twin" relationship... The older sister, tough and proud-that was Mukuro. The younger sister, smart and cute-that was..." She trailed off.

Junko then took a different pose, looking much more wild. Her voice portrayed the same. "Hyaaaahaha! Me! Junko fucking Enoshima! And together, we were the Despair Sisters! AKA the Ultimate Despair! Obviously, one of us got good looks. Don't you agree, Byakuya?"

Byakuya looked disgusted at that question and made no move to answer it.

"But... if your twins, why do you have different last names?" Taka asked, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Junko sighed, "Ugh, that again? You have any idea how many times people ask me that shit? Maybe it's new to your dumb ass, but it bores me to tears! Answering the same questions, over and over! Just make up whatever answer you want, I don't give a shit! The truth's fuckin' lame, anyway."

That... didn't answer the question.

Hina's eyes were wide as she realised something. "But...if she was your twin, that means...you killed your own sister?"

"And for reasons deeper and darker than the ocean! ...Hah! As if!" Junko began before her demeanour changed again. Her hair was now up in a ponytail and she was wearing glasses. "Well, I suppose I'd better explain... For my plan to work, someone had to be able to control the killing game from behind the scenes."

She began to explain, pushing her glasses up much like Byakuya. "The so-called mastermind had to operate Monokuma, keep an eye on everyone, things like that. But after looking at the situation, I determined it would be impossible for Mukuro to perform such duties. Because naturally, she turned out to be the letdown of the family. Leaving me behind to run off and join some band of mercenaries... Such a disappointment."