What if they survived? {Danganronpa}

Kaito Momota

(They will not be in any particular order.)

Kaito POV:

I woke up in an ice cold box, locked away in a dark room. Everything hurt. When I breathed it felt like I was being stabbed in the chest by a million sharp blades.
With great struggle, I sat up. My goatee had grown into a rather stubbly beard, my face covered in wounds.
I remembered nothing.
My arm was limp, and I couldn't move it at all. Dried blood marked it territory on my mouth, I was tired.
I needed to get out of here. Fast.
I limped over to the door, my legs stung like crazy as my ripped clothes showed my damaged skin.
I had a black eye and I could hardly open it.

I banged on the door with my moveable arm, not to hard as it still hurt like crazy.
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words exited my mouth. The only noise that left it was my coughs, which left small trickles of blood.

The room was freezing cold, where you'd usually keep dead bodies. Speaking of dead bodies, I was horrified to find the dead bodies of my previous classmates. Kaede, Kirumi, Korekiyo, Gonta.
It was a horrifying sight to see, but I couldn't scream, tears just left my sore and tired eyes.

I banged on the door a last time, this time being the hardest. I then limped to a corner, still coughing and spluttering, and leaned against the wall, falling ever so slowly.

They thought I was dead, didn't they? Nobody could hear me.

Or at least that's what I thought.

I heard running and panting.
"Guys, c-c'mon! I swear, I heard something..!" I heard a familiar voice pant, clearly out of breath and running.
Shuichi?
"Nyeh, that's... thats impossible!" Squeaked another familiar voice.
Himiko?
"Cmon, we never know!" I heard yet another voice.
Kiibo?
"Guys, w-wait! I'm not good at... r-running..!"
Tsumigi?
"Guys there's no way somebodies alive!"
Maki Roll..?

I heard rustling at the door handle, the door was clearly shut and monokuma most definitely had the key.
"Kiibo, blast the door!"
"But won't that hurt-"
"We don't care! Well step back, just do it, don't make it too big!"
The voices were muffled, but before I knew it, a huge blast of light entered the room, bursting the door down. And in they ran.
I coughed once more, my now long and matted hair covering my bruised eye.

I looked up at them, tears in my eyes.
"K-Kaito..?" Maki stuttered for probably the first time ever.
I reached out my hand, more and more new tears replacing the old ones.
Maki walked over to me slowly, her eyes widening.
"...It's really you..." she said with hesitation.
She gently pulled me into a hug, her tears wetting my bloodstained shirt.
"M-maki, be careful, you'll hurt him more..!" Kiibo exclaimed, reaching his hand out the slowly pulling it back.
"Never mind that, w-we need to give him... what's the word again..?" Himiko asked.
"Medical?" Tsumugi suggested.
"Medical! That's it! Cmon, he needs medical attention!"

{Time skip to after Kaito is cared for}

My eye was patched up and practically my entire body was covered in bandages. A small plaster rested on my cheek and they helped me to shave my beard back to normal and cut my hair back short. They helped clean up all the blood that stained me and gave me some deodorant, and my arm was bandaged up.

They'd realised I was unable to speak, therefore they gave me a small notepad and a pen to write down what I wanted to say.

"Kaito." Maki said. I looked up.
"Don't leave us again. Please."