⚫️𝕀𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕠 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤⚪️

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔐𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔬

Kiyotaka sucked in a breath, listening to his fellow peers through around ideas. He pretended to be just as confused as the others but deep down he knew. It couldn't possibly be him though.... they... they saw him die. He spent two whole trials in confusion and disarray before Alter Ego had been crushed and he finally accepted he was gone. He couldn't accept that maybe.. maybe he wasn't. "No; That's wrong!" Makoto shouted as Yasuhiro suggested that it could be Junko. "We saw her die- and Toko saw her body! Right?" The girl scoffed and nodded. "F-f-for once y-your r-r-right!"
"Damn, you guys really need to learn how to work together- and after so many trials too! You better hurry! You have three minutes to figure it out before you ALL go down with the school!!!!" Monokuma voice rang out over the speakers, his high pitched laugh following. Ishimaru gripped the stand in front of him, head down. They were getting close to figuring it out too.. he could tell.

With one minute remaining they cast their final votes. All was silent as Mondos face flashed on the machine, cheering ringing out to the jury of students. The sound of a door opening was heard and a low chuckle followed, footsteps ringing out as the biker stepped over to his throne and sat down. His jacket was now different- split black and white like the little monokuma robot that had followed them everywhere. His eyeliner matched the colors as well, drawn out even bigger than it had been. A pendant with Monokuma's face was hung around his neck. "Well done for a bunch of ass' like you guys. Except for you Taka. Why didn't you tell them sooner bro? I told you when we went to the sauna, y'know?"
Ishimaru's nails dug into the wood of the stand. This wasn't... they... "You're supposed to be dead!" He shouted out, willing himself not to cry. He thought he'd lost Mondo and to see him, sitting smugly on his throne, leaning his elbows against his knees and watching the group. "You really didn't think I died, did you dude? I fuckin' told you everythin'!" He said and laughed slightly. Ishimaru shook his head. "I thought- I thought you weren't telling the truth... you... you were turned to butter!"

"Taka; how the hell would that even fuckin' work? It was a setup. We're you really that upset about me dying? Dude, I'm touched," he said and brought a hand to his heart. Makoto opened his mouth to say something but Mondo held out a hand to silence him. "Shhh, I know I said I'd die and whatever the fuck else if you figured it out...since Taka really cares about me so much. Let's put my fate in his hand." Mondo turned to Ishimaru and held out a hand to him. "Come with me. They all die and it will be the two of us. We'll rule the damn world. Cause who needs those ass'? They just treat you like dirt anyways. I'll treat you like a king. We'll be bros to the end. Or you all get to live, and I go out like a bang."

The group looked at Ishimaru, whose head had gone back to being tilted, gaze at the floor. He couldn't possibly choose him- a murderer, over all of them. "C'mon man, you wouldn't do that right?" Yashuhiro said, obviously nervous. "Taka, we've been friends through this all! You can't listen to what he says.."
"Be smart about your decision, Ishimaru."

He finally looked back up and turned to Mondo, eyes filled with tears. "Brother- you can't do this to me again! I- why can't we all live? I can't possibly be the reason all of them die!" Silence. "Mondo! I'm begging you! Please!" He said, running over and gripping the others arm. Mondo looked at him, face expressionless. "If you're truly my bro, than I am all you need. You'll figure out what to do without me I'm sure. And I'm sure they don't want me here so chose. Now, Taka."

Ishimaru stepped back, shocked as the tears gushed from his eyes. He was dead serious, wasn't he? The boy took a shaky step towards the pedestal, looking down at the two buttons to choose from. Black and white button forMondo or a red one for his friends. The death of five of his friends, or the death of his best friend.
"Forgive me, Kyoudai." He whispered, pressing down on the black and white button.

((764 words!!!) I swear I'll get up the next part of the prom soon- schools been busy