Nobody's POV.
A few students enter the building. They'd all been told to meet in the gym at 8:00 or there would be consequences. I'm not so sure about that, though. What am I saying? I'm breaking the 4th wall! Oof!
Two boys who were rather late enter the gym, panting. Ones name was Tom. He was the shortest person there. Then there was Tim, his brother. "What are you doing?! The letter said 8:00 sharp!" A male, Pat, started to scream.
"Eh? Oh, sorry. Traffic was a bit annoying." Tom spoke. Pat shakes his head.
"Well never mind. Get over here! Before you're any later!" Pat says. The boys walk into the group of people. A small person like Tom could easily get lost in a crowd as small as this. He didn't care, if I'm honest with you. Then the most peculiar thing happens. A black and white bear appears on a short pillar. Everybody starts yelling.
"I am not drunk enough for this." Tom says, taking out a flask. He sips it, then drinks the rest. He shoves the flask back.
"Hello Ladies and- oh. It's just Germs. Hello Germs! Welcome to Hope's Peak Academy! I am your principle, momokuma! If your wondering why there is a bear speaking to you, don't question it!" He was speaking.
"If you wondering how long you're here for, it's practically forever! Unless.."
"Unless what?" Somebody with a red hoodie and a hairstyle like the devil's spat. Tord was his name.
"Unless you kill somebody and get away with it!" Everybody gasps.
Tom's POV.
We had to kill to get out of here? Oh my god. I knew this would be bad. But this? Sweet Jehovah. I need to keep my brother and cousin safe. I'm not letting them die. I can't let them die. I drop my flask. Everybody's head whips towards me. Their eyes on the back of my head burning permanent scars onto it. "Excuse me. What? You expect me to kill my brother and cousin to get out?! Hell fucking NO!" I yell. For a short person, I was relatively loud. I inhale and exhale.
"Sorry. Lost my head a bit then." I apologise.
"Anyways, Germs, go and do whatever the hell it is you do! And if I don't get a corpse out of you in the next 24 hours you will never see the outside ever again. Go!" He yells, falling off the pillar. "Ow, FUCK."
"Guys. We should make s-some r-rules." Torc says.
"I don't see why not. We could make a rule that there is... you have to be in your own room past 10pm unless invited to a room!" Tim suggests. I start to write these down. We came up with 12 rules, but its likely you'll hear them as this goes on. We all start to explore. I went with Torc, Tim, Jon, Edd and Matt. People I had met and trusted. We found out that we couldn't go upstairs or anything. It wouldn't open up. Torc even tried finding something that'd open the door but we all knew it was no use. At least the library was accessible, even if there was no internet. We get bored quickly and start chatting among groups. I can tell you the groups, if you'd like. Is that a yes? Okay! I will. Tord was with Pat and Pau. We called them 'The Reds' since they all had red on their outfit. I was with Edd, Matt and Tim. Torc is currently trying to socialise with Eduardo, Jon and Mark. He seems to be succeeding, so that's always good. I feel like we all know each other in some way or another. I'm not quite sure how, though. We got bored quickly and it was already approaching 10pm. We all headed back to our rooms. I collapse onto my bed, that's when I hear a knock. I grab my harpoons, prepared to be killed on the spot. I open the door with the latch attached to find that Tim was knocking. "Oh! Tim! Come right in." He was sniffing and he had a red nose. He was probably ill. I put my hand to his forehead and it felt like his forehead took a trip to the Sahara Desert. "Are you okay? Your temperature is high. I'll go get some medicine. Latch the door when I go out." I say. He nods.
"Okay." And with that I walk off to grab some medicine. I see Tord with a knife in his hand.
"Tord, what are you doing with that?" I ask.
"This? Oh! We were practicing throwing knifes! I'm pretty good." He says. I see one drop of sweat fall off his forehead to know he was lying. "Tom, where are you going?"
"To get medicine for my brother, Tord. He's ill."
"I can go and check on him if you'd like." He suggests. I nod. I walk faster towards the nurses office and grab some stomach medicine. I head back to my room to find the door half open. I walk inside. He probably forgot to close it after Tord left, haha. I walk inside and put the medicine down. "Hey Tim I am ba-"
It took me awhile to realise I was screaming. There he was. My brother. Laying inside my bed, blood dripping from his bloodied chest. I saw a knife. I heard people walking towards the room. I run towards Tim's lifeless body. I check for a pulse. "Nothing.." I sigh. I hold his dead body close to me, hot tears streaming down my face and dripping onto him. "I will do everything I can to catch who did this. And once I find out, I will do whatever is in my power to vote against them and convince the others." I sigh, putting Tim's body down. I sit next to the bed, lost in thought. I didn't hear the others come in. "Oh. Hey guys." I speak.
"Hey Tom. Wasn't this your brother?" Edd asks.
"Yeah."
"I am so sorry." He speaks. Everybody else runs in screaming.
"Well, three people found the body! That means it's investigation time, then trial!"
I'm sorry this is shitty
I know it ain't pretty
I suck at rhyming
These updates don't have timing
Fuck my stupid story
Because it's going to get gory
Brace yourselves my dudes.
Because this story gives you different moods
Kind of like dissociative identity disorder
This story has a lot of murder
Bye my dudes I guess-
FUCK I don't know what to do
I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE!
