Danganronpa Murderous Generation (Demo Trial)

Alternative end

"Yawn . . . oh? Are we finished, great I was starting to get bored!" Monokuma giggled as the TV's all showed a simple message "trail over, verdict being dealt" which meant that everyone could step away from their podium, and most of us did, Akemi, Rocky, Drake and Riku all went over to Ataeru to comfort him, Tantei, Scarlet and Kounna all grouped up around Tantei while the rest waited for Monokuma's verdict "Hoshihiko Pyua, for the murder of Violet Mujitsu, the ultimate surfer, I sentence you to execution. Any last words? ~" the bear smiled sweetly ". . ." she stood there silently, sniffling, the scissors she held had fallen to the floor from her almost lifeless grasp. She had betrayed her friends, killed one of them, and then was discovered, she had become empty inside. "So you've got nothing huh. Well that's too bad, I really wanted to hear some last minuet pleading for your life or something, but you must be feeling so empty right now, no hope of living left, no chance of survival or forgiveness, ssssooooo much despair. So it's a win for me! Now then I've prepared a very special punishment, for Hoshihiko Pyua, the Ultimate stylist." I peeked over at Hoshihiko, her face was now looking at Monokuma's, full of fear and horror, she didn't want to die in the end, "now then, let's give it everything we've got. IT'S PUNISHMENT TIME!!" The bear started laughing again, from behind him he pulled out a squeaky hammer, and in front of him a button rose from a hatch in the throne he sat on. Monokuma stood up, did a twirl with the hammer in both hands and brought it crashing down on the button.

The TV's lit up a final time, a pixilated screen appeared, a black floor compared to a pale purple sky, the trial being pixilated sat on the ground behind a pixel version of Hoshihiko. Monokuma came charging in from the other side, passing Hoshihiko, and dragging her alongside it, before the screen turned off and cut to live audio feed of Hoshihiko.

(3rd Person)

Hoshihiko was standing in place, with people looking at her from around the room like Riku, Kounna and even Junako, all varying expressions drawn across their faces, Hoshihiko's own face seemed concerned as sweat passed her cheeks. The curtains behind her slid apart and a chain was launched from the dark hallway that appeared, a metal collar sealed around her neck, she let out a sharp but short lived scream as she was dragged away quiet quickly, panic set in her eyes. Her body was pulled further and further down the hallway, she pulled at the collar, grabbed at the floor at the walls if she could reach them, anything she could to try and stop herself, but all her attempts of freedom were futile. Without realizing where she was going, Hoshi had been pulled out of the other end of the corridor, the collar released from around her neck and she skidded across the floor for a bit until she crashed into a stall. Confetti rained from the ceiling and Piñata's and lines of streamers, paper chains and Monokuma shaped balloons stretching across the ceiling and walls, stools were set up across the walls and the whole place had this Mexican theming about it. A banner ran across the ceiling that read "Happy day of the dead!" in a bright pink font. Hoshi seemed extremely confused, so did the other ultimates, this was the punishment for killing someone? A celebration? But in the midst of the confusion, Hoshihiko noticed something off about the ground decorations, headstones with Monokuma's own head were far in front of her, but as she walked over to investigate, a hand shot out from underneath the ground, a skeleton rose from the ground, its face painted to resemble Monokuma. Hoshihiko was terrified, more started rising after the first, pulling themselves from the dirt and then raising to the same level that she was standing on. Her feet moved on their own, she bolted in the other direction.

Dead mans dreadland.

Running, sprinting, almost tripping over herself a few times, fear spread across her face, the skeletons giving chase and catching up to her, out of no where a pair of scissors flew at Hoshihiko and cut her cheek, the culprit of that attack was Monokuma dressed in a Mexican poncho and donning a mustache, the bear held up more scissors and began to fling them at her. The scissors came flying succession, some missed while others scratched her legs and arms, while she was focused on avoiding scissors, a few skeletons were grabbing at her but she pulled away in time. Tears started forming in her eyes as she continued running, she looked like she was going to give out, but as if right on que, a corner appeared, Hoshihiko noticed and made a leap down it. A sigh of relief escaped her as she began to walk down the ally, she thought she was free, with that in mind she summoned up a small smile, everyone in the courtroom was amazed, had Hoshihiko survived her execution? This brief moment of calmness was short lived, as Hoshi heard something come from in front of her, a moan. It was a skeleton, this one was special though, it had been dressed up to resemble her victim. Violet, it staggered towards her. Hoshi's smile dropped, she began to back away when she heard more moans and groans, the other horde that was chasing her had found her again, all of them slowly filling into the ally from both sides, Hoshi was trapped, she began backing away again, the violet skeleton had gotten close enough to grab her, it clutched onto her right arm, Hoshihiko looked back at the skeleton as it bit down into her arm, she screamed out before punching it away, there was a bite mark left on her arm, the stylist held her wound, it looked like it was burning, blood ran from her face as she heard the groans again, looking up she had been completely surrounded, sweat ran down her face, eyes darting between the two crowds as they closed in, she looked up at the ceiling and screamed out, it was a cold and chilling scream.

The creatures began to enclose her she threw her cut, bitten, and bleeding arm up into the air, she fell out of sight in the midst of skeletons, her arms soon began to fall into the crowds, blood flew from the crowd and the screams kept coming, agonising, pained screams that sent chills down everyone's spines, Akemi was holding onto Rocky's arm as she watched through teary eyes, Toshihiro seemed to be doing the same thing to Atearu, the latter also teary eyed and holding Toshihiro too. Others weren't watching: Sainõ, Riku, Jõshõ were unable to bear it. Drake looked up at the screen disgusted, while Junako looked on horrified at what he had done. Once the screams died down and the blood stopped flying, the skeletons all left, slowly, filing out of the ally and back to their graves, all that was left in the crowd was a few bones and Hoshihiko's torn up poncho.

(Junako's P.O.V)

It was over. It was done, I was ready to throw up at this point, I collapsed to a knee and began breathing heavily, nobody said anything, all just too horrified to speak, the bear returned to his seat and started laughing again, we didn't say a word as we left and we didn't say a word to each other as we returned to our rooms. I didn't feel anything, I didn't feel remorse, I didn't feel anger, I didn't feel betrayed or confused or vengeful or anything. I didn't feel hopeful and I didn't feel despair either. I just felt empty.