Chapter Four: Secrets Keeper

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A/N: So by this point, you'll start to notice some differences in the plot of the story in this chapter. That's because, in this book, the motives, killers, and victims will be different. Luckily, I already have the first murder and trial planned out. Also, please let me know if I got everyone's character right? This is the first time in a while going off script of the original game. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy! ^^

I awoke with a jolt of my body as I sprang up in bed. I was covered in sweat, and breathing heavily. It was a nightmare, I attempted to remember what it was, but decided against it in the end. Sitting up, I threw my covers off of me, and walked over to my dresser to grab a new pair of clothes before I headed into the bathroom to get a bath. However, on my bedside table, there was a white envelop. Not even bothering to open the dresser, my hands grabbed the envelope and ripped it open. Is this a motive Monokuma has come up with?

The envelope had a folded slip of paper in it, I grabbed the paper, and threw the envelope onto my dresser. Unfolding the paper, my eyes instantly read the words across the paper. My Mother would often overdose from an overuse of medication. I raised my brow at the words I read, seeing as it wasn't something that was true for me at all. The handwriting itself was a elegant cursive that was written across the page in a graceful fashion. I placed the paper back on the table, was this supposed to be a motive? How? I sighed, knowing I would never come to the correct answer on my own. I would have to ask Monokuma or the Monokubs, but it's probably better if I don't know. If it is a motive, then everyone else would be just as confused as I am, and probably wouldn't kill someone over something they don't fully understand.

Moving, I opened up my dresser, and grabbed a pair of clothes. All of the clothes were the same identical pair, and I assume it's the same way for everyone else. Closing my dresser, I walked over to my personal bathroom in my room. I really need to wash off the grim from that nightmare, I can't remember it but just thinking about my vague memory of having one sends a shiver down my spine. When I stepped out of the bathroom, fully dressed, I saw the monitor in my room flashing.

"*Ding dong, bing bong*!" The familiar bell from before went off. On the screen were the Monokubs, they looked the same as they did last night. Same room, same couch, and they were all still holding drinks in their paws.

"Rise and shine, ursine!" The Monokubs chanted one of their catch phrases together.

"Nyum-Nyum. . . This is an official announcement from the Ultimate Academy." Monotaro declared.

"It's 8 a.m., bitches! Time to wake up and face the blood-drenched day!" Monokid cussed, laughing at the end of his statement in a mocking manner.

"I wonder who's dead this morning?" Monosuke questioned, taunting all those watching with the idea that someone might have already been killed.

"Stooop. . . If I suddenly see a dead body, I'll puke again!" Monophanie chastised her brothers for their teasing.

"Enjoy your killing school semester!" Monotaro cheered, ignoring the arguing between the other three bears. As always, Monodam didn't say anything. Afterwards, the screen flickered off. I suppose that means it's time to start heading to the dining hall.

~*~

Currently, nearly everyone was in the dining hall, when the doubles doors opened once more. Akamatsu walked in, the doors closing behind her. Her eyes widened in surprise at seeing everyone already being here already.

"Oh, everyone's already here." Akamatsu gasped in surprise, as she looked at everyone. Some were sitting, while others choose to sit down. I choose to sit down, seeing as this might be a long conversation. Yumeno, Achikita, Amami, and Hoshi had joined me at the table. However, everyone sat at least a seat apart. And Achikita, had her head and arms on the table, as she fell asleep. At least it looks like she fell asleep. Surprisingly, she had already been in here when I had arrived.

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