Killing School 101: a Dangan Next Gen fic

Chapter 1: A Homicidal Reality:

The moment I wake up, I'm pretty sure I experience a sensory overload. Everything is just... different, from the ground beneath me, which is actually a bed; the ceiling above me; the air around me in terms of scent, temperature, density, and the sounds it carries; the colors of my surroundings... I grip my head and scream loudly in anguish. 

Not a moment too soon, someone comes rushing in and to my side. It's not who I would expect, though. But after all, we're trapped in this... this killing game, and there's nobody else here but the sixteen of us. So rather than my doting mother, it's Jet that runs to my side. 

"Matsa, Matsa, can you hear me?" he asks, gently shaking me. 

"I'm awake," I snap back, my voice momentarily catching in my throat. "Can't you see that, you absolute dingus?"

Jet sighs. "When you passed out, all of us were worrying out asses off! So the second we arrived at the school, Gunji and Ishido scoped out the place and found a hospital wing that we could take you to. Naji's in the bed just behind that curtain separator; he also passed out during Monokuma's announcement and explanation of our situation."

After he says his piece, Jet heaves another sigh, straightens and leaves the room. Not too soon after he leaves, Shuki nervously shuffles into the room, but obviously not to see me. His brow is furrowed as he makes his way over to where Naji is supposedly resting. From where I am, I can hear his distressed, desperate whispers. 

"Naji, please, don't be the first one dead... Please, I can't handle this without you, you know. But... the others don't need to know that." Shuki sighs. "You know, Monokuma gave us a motive right off the bat. He said it would make the game way more interesting if we had our reason to kill and thought about it. It's absolute bullshit. My dad would never stand for this, and because of that, neither do I."

I take a deep breath and lie back down. Maybe if I rest up a little more, I can get out and look around the school myself. For the time being, I reach for my Monopad on the small  nightstand beside me. I glanced through the... rules. 

1. Opposition and violence against the Headmaster is strictly PROHIBITED

2. Nighttime is from 10 p.m. To 7 a.m. During this time, some places are off limits

3. When three or more people find a body, the body discovery announcement will play

4. A person can only kill two people at a time

5. The killer must survive the class trial in order to graduate, while everyone else receives punishment 

6. The game will end when two people are left (if a blackened killer does not survive)

7. The Headmaster may add to the rules as he sees fit

These were it. These are the rules we have to live by in our time in this wretched, sick killing game. And anyone here with common sense could see there's no opposing it. We have no choice but to follow through with the game. To think that one of us would kill another... 

It makes me sick and dizzy all over again, so I should probably stop thinking about it. I find myself gripping my Monopad tightly and hyperventilating. I'm not sure how long I spend doing this, but a chime snaps me out of it. 

Ding dong dong ding! 

I turn to a monitor in the room, because it seems that they're everywhere here and on the train that brought us here. Just as he had before, Monokuma appears on the monitor to talk to us. 

"This is a school announcement!" he tells us. "It is now ten p.m. Night night! Sleep tight! You might want to try not to die!"

When the announcement is over, the screen blinks and turns blank. I stare at it for some time until I hear soft footsteps. I turn to see Shuki leaving the hospital wing. 

"See you in the morning, Matsa," he says quietly. "Hopefully."

His words send a chill down my spine as I watch him leave the room. He's right, unfortunately. There's a very high chance we might not see each other in the morning. It could happen every morning for the rest of our lives here... 

But should we just abandon all hope? Of course not. In a situation like this, I have to have more of my mother's spirit. We will get out of here, somehow, and there won't be any deaths. Maybe. 

It's hard to get any sleep in a time like this, when you're scared out of your mind and all you can do is toss and turn all night. I'm uncertain how much sleep I get before the morning announcement plays. We all have to head to the dining hall. 

I heave myself out of bed and make my way over to where Naji is resting. He's sitting up now, at least. 

"Hey, we have to head over to the dining hall now, that's where the others are," I tell him. 

"I know," Naji rasps, throwing back his covers and struggling to his feet. 

The two of us walk in silence all the way to the dining hall, throwing open the doors and staring at all our fellow classmates. But the moment I walk through the doors, I can sense that something is VERY off. 

Someone is missing. 

It can't be... Could someone have been killed so soon? 

My entire form trembles as I search through my classmates to see who isn't with us. 

Kyoto. 

"Guys, where's Kyoto?" I ask. "She's never late to anything... Right? Doesn't she know we're all supposed to be here together?"

Ishido rises to her feet right away. "Dammit, you're right, Matsa. Where is she?! Come on, someone come with me to go find her."

Shuki crosses his arms. "Aren't you going to want three people if you're going looking for a body?"

Ishido growls, lunges at him, grabs him by the throat, and shoves him against the wall. The rest of us have no choice but to watch in terror as she tightens her grip on his neck. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" she snarls. "You better watch your fucking mouth, Saihara, because you are asking for trouble."

"LET HIM GO!" Naji shrieks. "You're going to choke him!"

"Besides," Gunji huffs. "Shouldn't we be more concerned with finding Kyoto right now? Shuki could be right in what he said, so I think three people should go look for her. Ishido, obviously, and two other people. Who volunteers?"

The room falls silent for a while before Puyu and I step forward, volunteering to go and find our potentially dead friend. Ishido clenches her fists tightly at her sides and leads the way out of the dining hall. 

"I didn't really mean to get upset back there," Ishido apologizes. "You know how I am... I just... I don't want to think that Kyoto could be... you know."

Puyu folds her arms over her chest and nods. "And so soon after we got here. No one wants to believe it, Ishido, not even Shuki."

Ishido sighs wearily. "Yeah... You're right... Let's just go. And hope the worst isn't the reality of Kyoto's absence..."

She heads down the hallways and all the way to the school dormitories. Once we're there, she bangs desperately on the door of Kyoto's dorm, but we get no reply. Ishido soon forces the door open, which didn't require too much force because the door was already unlocked. 

The moment we step through the door, I feel about ready to throw up, then faint. Because the sight we're greeted with... The sight I feared and hoped I would never see before we all managed to escape this living hell of a school... 

Is a carpet splattered with blood, and Kyoto's limp body hanging by an extension cord from the coat hook of her bathroom door. 

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UH OH :O

I'm back at it again with another chapter of this. Booyakasha!