Danganronpa: Next Generation

Chapter 4: Seeing the Betrayal (1/3)

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It was now a Day since the Third Trial, despite Monokuma demanding them to meet at the stairs of the 3rd floor, no one went. So he just opened up access to the 4th floor. At this point no one wanted to speak. No one wanted to show their faces. They were all scared. They just lost 3 people. All thanks to One of theor own, living up to his Ultimate title and letting them off each other without a second thought. This was scary. No one would know who was next up on deaths door. Monokuma enjoyed this sick feeling amoung the Students.

Nozomu was at her desk, looking at her files again. Writing down stuff. Theories on how they could escape. Defeat Monokuma. Though that hope was small. Now after another friend had died, she wasn't gonna sit down and let another one of them die. She was going to take action. The words of Tsuyan filled her head of being a leader. A symbol for the next generation of hope. She couldn't cry now. She was done crying now. She just kept working hard. "There has to be a way" She repeated to herself. Over and over again.

Kirade was just sitting on her bed. Reading a book from the library. One of the Murder guides Monokuma set up there. Unlike most who would think, she wasn't going to use this information to hurt someone, she was going to use this information to save someone. Kirade wanted to aid the others in tell tale signs of Someone plotting murder. Like Kagebi. She didn't want anyone to fall into this horrible game... but she also knew she couldn't let anyone see her reading this, so she hid the book when she was done reading it. She got dowm on the ground and crawled under the bed, The box spring above her had a hole on the bottom, the small space inside was hallow so she would stache the book in there.

Mokki was in The Kitchen, on the run for some food. She had been stuck in her room for hours hungry, so she figured not that it was kinda Late, she could get some food. Mokki walked around, remembering when she and Usagi would bake together. Most hadn't known this but Mokki and Usagi were childhood friends. Mokki lived in a poor family, Like Usagi, though she was able to make a living off of killing animals and skinning their furr for fabric and felts. It was with the help of her little brother, a Lil Ultimate Taxidermist, they could make a living for money. She remembered meeting Usagi after he hadn't showered for days.  Remembering making him food and bonding with him. She had a smile. Though it faded, Remembering he was not here anymore. It was hard to believe. The person she considered family was dead. The dreaded feeling over took her.

Teitsumi was in his room, looking at his wallet. It was empty, other than his photo of his brothers and sisters. He knew that they were probably in danger. His mind raced for them, over 10 beats a second. He needed to get put of this hell hole. He didn't even know if they were alive. The dread of them possibly being dead set in. He gave up his life to just give them the best, when they were just abandoned. He was afraid his efforts all would be in vain. As selfish as it would sound, he'd give up himself of this hell just to set everyone free, if it meant that meant someone could save his family.

Dansei was in his room, the place usually was silent but now it felt too empty. His sewing up clothes, thinking making new fashion designs will help distract him from all the hell going on around him. Though that wasn't the case. This made Dansei yearn to go out. To escape and go back to his life out there... if there was an out there. He didn't know what has happened. But he was sure someone would find them. Maybe the police. Maybe some government officials. "Someone" he said, laying down his work in progress and just lied down on his bed. Looking up at the ceiling. Hoping for rescue.

Tsuyoi was just doing push ups and eating noodles as she did so, having an endless workout session to distract herself. Not knowing what lays next she wanted to prepare. She wants to fight. To protect herself. Her father once taught her an old saying. "Work Hard, Eat Hard, Shit Hard, you'll get good results. Keep fighting and you'll do well"... her father's words flew around in her head. She wouldn't give up. She bever gives up in a fight. She knows what to do now, her mom and Dad are the goal. To see them again if possible, to leave this hellhole.