-THE PROLOGUE-

Hope's Peak Academy. The school was only for the most prodigious students, and then an average kid who was chosen randomly. I wasn't that kid- The entrance letter I received claimed I was the best hunter. The day it came, I was elated, and I couldn't wait for the first day.

The first day came sooner than I expected. As I stood in front of the gates, I remember it was a warm day. Some robins were singing peacefully, too. As I stepped into the gates, though, the whole world went blank.

I was sitting on a park bench by a fountain. Someone decided to wake me up by splashing water at me, which was pretty rude of them. There are other students there, too. I first check myself, and I notice something strange. My rifle is fully loaded. I don't remember loading it, in fact, it was empty when I got here. I take out all the ammunition, for safety. I look around, going up to somebody with white hair and a nice gray jacket. I ask them a few questions. "Where am I? And who are you?" 

Taro looked around at the carousel.  He then counted to ten in his head.  1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10.  That sounded right.  He was sure he wasn't clonked on his head.  What does he mean by terms or conditions?  Where was he?  What was he?  The weirdness in itself was weird enough to warrant reasonable questions.


Minutes have passed and no one spoke a word.  They were just confused as he was.  He felt that he had to say something to get the ball rolling.  And surely enough, he had to be the one to do it.  As long as he's forced into it, he might as well ask some decent questions.


"I have some questions, sir."  The politeness was only to appease the bear.  If he wanted answers, he would have to get on his good side.  Anything else and he might be screwed out of getting anything worthwhile.  Just from the fountain-carousel alone was proof enough that this stuffed animal was packing in more up his sleeves then he could imagine.  He knew when death was coming; he practically trained for it unintentionally all his life.  And that means that this deadly scenario he was locked in might get extremely complicated if nobody knows exactly what to do.


"Question #1: Who are you?  And how are you a sentient stuff animal?"  This toy had to be controlled by someone.  But who was the big question.  He knew his question wouldn't get answered, but maybe he could glean something from his answers.

"Question #2: Why did you bring us here?"  It was pointless asking where.  He would just say "Monoworld".  It doesn't exactly take a genius to figure out that won't work.

"Question #3: How did you bring us here?" If he just simply came up behind Taro and gassed him, then he probably did so randomly and without and real rhyme or reason.  If he did something else, then he is a bigger threat.  Someone who has carefully planned this for a while now as supposed to someone who just found a remote control to a kid's toy and a nice place to set it all up.

"Question #4: What are these "Terms of Condition" or whatever you called them and why are they set up?" This was obviously the big question on everyone's mind and he felt that they needed to be answered.  He was more beating the other students to the punch more then anything else.

"Last Question: Why us?  Why us 15-something teens?  Why not kids or adults?  Seems like a pretty odd group to set this whole thing up..." It was a reasonable question.  Normally, in disasters, you have a varied age group from babies to the elderly.  But, aside from genders, and even that one was questionable due to the male-female ratio, all of them were around the same age.  Taro, himself, being amongst the older ones, but at most a year or two.  Nothing really significant.  

After he was done talking he took off his cap and pocketed it.  The more professional he seemed, the straighter answers this bear may give.  Though, due to the ridiculousness of everything, maybe not.  He sure put on a show for the others and himself.  He wants to make a point that he is above everyone else.  Looks like he found the nutjob leading the pact. 

Before he could get anything out of the boy, chaos erupted. Everyone started to wake up and start to get their bearings.

Lots of confusion. Then a carousel burst out of the ground and a talking bear proceeded to monologue.



If he didn't know better he would say he was drugged or having a really bizarre dream. Unfortunately Willow knew this had to be real

as insane as it all was.  He couldn't just go into denial at a time like this. The bear, who called himself Monokuma, was so over the top Willow didn't know whether to be afraid or amused so he settled on somewhere in between.
 The boy who had been splashing water on everyone's face stepped up and asked the bear some pretty relevant questions.



Honestly Willow was more then a bit concerned. Not only because of the presence of a robotic bear that kidnapped them all, presumably from Hope's Peak, as troubling as that was. But these Terms and Conditions, that he was talking about. It sounded pretty dangerous especially with how Monokuma said it. This could still be some sort of test from Hope's Peak but Willow was beginning to
 doubt it. And what was all this about staying here forever? And he called himself a God of Despair?



Willow needed to weigh his options carefully and take note of everything. If he wasn't careful things could go badly. Monokuma might use force to keep them in line. For now he decided he would wait on the Bear's response and the others actions.

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[/i]) but as one by one her fellow students regained consciousness, no small part to the dick who was throwing water on everybody Mariko slowly but surely retreated into her shell that was her purple hoodie, wrapping her arms around herself to be extra safe. Mariko Nakazawa the bright shining star of future cinema was bold, brave and there wasn't anything she was afraid to throw herself into as long as she had a camera in her hands.

Mariko Nakazawa, eighteen year old woman was...slightly less so.

But there was no time to dwell on that. As one by one teenagers woke up, Mariko looked on with tired eyes. She didn't know why she was here, why she was around all these people, why the ground was shaking...

ground shaking?

It was like something out of the last sci-fi movie she had watched. From the earth rose of all things a carousel rose from the fires of hell, and on it rode a black an white cackling bear who was speaking. Normally, Mariko would be fussing over how awesome the special effects budget this school must have to put such a grand scene together. But there was no time for any of that. Quicker than you can think, the dumbass who had brought a gun was pointing it, and with a bang and a spray of bloo, poor innocent Mariko watched one of her school mates get gunned down.

It was nothing like they showed on TV, for the record. As screams and bile fought in the pit of her stomach to see who woul come up first, the bear was going over all the rules he had planned for the seven(six?)teen of them who remained in front of the ride. To be quite honest, Mari was only listening to every other word, teetering on the edge of collapsing but there was one thing that stuck out.

"Kill another student?"

No way, she had to have misheard, right? This was all wrong.

"That's not...I mean, you can't be serious. There's no way."
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I couldn't believe in what is was seeing. I could, actually, but I refused to do so. A talking monochromatic bear rising from a fountain wasn't something that could happen in real life. In fact, even in fiction it would be a absurd.

But it did happened.

A bear announcing to be our captor on what appear to be some kind of park. A accident Which ended with someone shot.

And the monster announcing that the price for freedom is someone else's life.

Trying to focus, I decide to speak "Where did you take the guy who was shoot? And What exactly do you mean by killing someone?"

Ignia looked at everything unfold from a slight distance. The gun shot startled her, but nothing big. The death of one of the other students made her feel strange, though.

"Wow.", she said, looking at the monochromatic bear that shot out of the ground. "You're serious about this, aren't you?" She knew there was something wrong when the pseudo-Panda mentioned the Terms and Conditions.

"Of course they'd be something bad. It's not like anyone ever reads them..."

Ignia decided not to react too heavily to the 'Mutual Killing' part, either.

"I don't know about the others, but I don't intend to kill anyone. It was a major stroke of luck that I burned down a village and no one was hurt."

She placed her hands in her pockets and watched the remaining action unfold.