First Blood

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Night fell, and morning came again. The lack of motivation I felt before was gone in an instant.

If someone was going to kill someone, they would have done it last night!

I shot out of bed, hurriedly put on my jacket and shoes and rushed to the dining hall. Taka, Sakura, Hina, Chihiro and Makoto were there. They all seemed relatively happy.

The time that murder is most likely is soon after a motive. And with the nighttime rules in place, no one would be around at that time. I hope that no one tried to kill anyone, but if they did...the most shaken up by the motive...Sayaka is definitely a security risk. And she's not here yet. No, I can't jump to conclusions yet.

"Yo," Mondo said, walking in. Junko and Hifumi arrived around the same time.

After a while the students that didn't care much for arriving on time showed up. Normally I would fall into this category, but today there was a high chance someone was dead. I observed all the late arrivals. Kyoko, Celeste, Leon, Toko, Hiro...

Byakuya and Sayaka were missing. I doubted someone would choose to kill Byakuya straight away, so if someone was dead...

"Wait, aren't we still missing some people?" Taka asked.

"Yeah, Sayaka and Byakuya aren't here yet."

"...What's going on? Did something happen?" Byakuya asked, suddenly appearing.

"Hey man! Have you seen Sayaka?"

"Why would I have? I just came straight from my room to here."

"Did she forget about our breakfast promise...?"

"I got the sense she always has her stuff together..."

"Someone should go find her," I suggested. "Preferably someone who doesn't mind looking at dead bodies."

The colour drained from several people's faces. Everyone stared at me. Makoto ran off, white as a sheet.

"Y-You mean..."

"Given the fact we received a motive yesterday...if she is not here, Sayaka is dead. Probably."

Just as I said that, a scream echoed through the air. It was Makoto.

"Damn!" I rushed out the dining hall. One of the dorm rooms were open, so I entered. The room was destroyed. Large slash marks covered the walls, and a golden sword was lying on the floor. Makoto was lying in the floor in front of the bathroom.

In the bathroom there was a sea of pink. The once lively Sayaka lay dead, a knife handle sticking out of here stomach.

It's times like this that I hate being right. Makot's probably fainted. I checked that the male hadn't hit his head when he collapsed.

Everyone else soon arrived and looked at Sayaka's corpse with varying degrees of shock and horror.

The monitor flickered on.

"Three people have discovered a body! Please gather in the gym for further instruction!"

"Sh-She's dead...."

"Sayaka..."

"Someone carry Makoto to the gym," I ordered.

"N-No way! Sayaka's dead, and we're just going to do what Monokuma wants?" I didn't bother turning around to see who had spoken.

"We're Monokuma's prisoners. If we don't go, more of us could die," Kyoko reasoned.

"But-"

"That's enough. Once someone dies, there's nothing you can do for them. So what do you do now? Cry about it? None of you are capable of doing anything except getting in the way. Before you all came here, none of you even knew what it's like to live in a world where it's kill or be killed."

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