Chapter 1: Prologue- Welcome to Despair High School

Disclaimer:I do not own the Total Drama series or Danganronpa.

This is an crossover with Total Drama and Danganronpa. You don't to know anything about Danganronpa to enjoy this. However, you must have watched the Total Drama series to enjoy this.

For those of you who have played the game/watched the anime, this will be happening during the same time as the first game/Danganronpa the Animation.

Pairings: Noah/Dawn all other will probably be canon.

Noah sighed as he walked towards the giant school. It had been a year since Total Drama All-Stars had finished and all the contestants had moved on with their lives. Noah hasn't even attempted to talk to them, ever since Total Drama World Tour ended.

Nor did he want to.

Noah shook his head to relive himself of the bad memories. He promised himself that he wouldn't think back on all those days that caused him so much pain. Or caused him to lose his sense of smell…

He could still taste it, though.

Noah gazed up at the school. Digging in his hoodie's pocket, he brought out a small folded paper. Unfolding it, he stared at it for a moment before tossing it over his shoulder. He walked past the gates and into the school.

The paper floated to the ground. It read:

Dear Noah,

You have been selected into the prodigious student body of the Hope's Peak Academy. Please do not think we've accepted you because of your recent participation within the Total Drama franchise. Due to your superior intellect compared to that of the other contestants, we believe that you would be best suited in a more demanding school environment. If you are interested in joining, then come to the building on July 15 for orientation.

Hope's Peak Academy is all about instilling hope into our students, faculty and others. We will not fall under the influence of despair.

We hope to see you soon!

~Principal

Xxx

Execution: Blast Off!

Chris was forcible shoved into a small grey metallic space shuttle and onto a red velvet seat. He sat down and looked around in confusion, his eyes blinded by a small rag tied over them. His hand were bundles together by some rope.

"Hey," he pleaded. "I know it was wrong of me to secretly set up all those camera! It was the paparazzi's fault, man!"

"I understand, Chris." A voice spoke from the shadows of the small classroom they were in.

Chris frowned. "Wait, you're-"

Before he could finish that sentence, however, the shuttle's door shut on him. The rocket's bottom burst into flames as it hit the ceiling. It began to spin around, and like a drill it tunneled itself past multiple floors and into the night sky.

A smiling and waving moon and planet, with a ring around it, watched as the rocket came up to them, before the engine sputtered and the rocket fell back down. It turned around in midair, as it engines came back to life suddenly and increased the speed of the descent. It crashed in front of the shadowy figure and opened its doors. Chris's bones and remains came tumbling out.

Executed: Chris Mclean

Xxx

When Noah opened his eyes, he knew he wasn't in Kansas anymore.

He groggily rubbed his eyes, and then yawned, stretching as he did so. Still dazed, he looked around to find himself in a fairly average classroom, sitting in a fairly average desk. A large blackboard was on the wall and a teacher's desk was crammed into the corner next to it. Above it was a security camera, much like he had seen in Total Drama countless times. All of the desks around Noah, faced the board. However some looked as though as if they had been pushed aside and toppled over in a hurry.

Noah stood up, with a more rapt expression on his face. He took note of the door that was opposite of the teacher's desk. However on the wall, where Noah assumed the windows would be, a giant plate of iron covered it.

Noah walked over to the plate and rapped his knuckles on it. "Yep," he muttered, clarifying what he assumed only moments before. "It's definitely some sort of metal…"

He looked up, back at the blackboard, to see something written on it.

"July 15th," he muttered, still talking under his breath. "So it's still orientation day…"

He walked up to the door and placed his hand on the knob, twisting it. He half-expected it to be locked. However, to his surprise the door swung open easily. He walked out and found himself in a long hallway with the same camera dotting the hallway. At the end of the hallway, he could see a set of double doors. Light flowed and voices could be heard from within.

He started out at a walk, before he broke out in run. He pushed open the door to the gymnasium and…!

Groaned in utter disappointment.

"Oh," he grumbled. "Its just you guys." He mentally facepalmed. "And here I thought, I would be able to escape Total Drama for good this time."

Gwen, who was the closest to him, blinked. "Um… Do we know you?" she asked.

GWEN ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE LONER

Noah blinked in surprise. "What do you mean?" he asked. "I was on your team in season 1 and I was on season 3."

Duncan walked up next to Gwen and looked him over. He shook his head. "Pasty's right, dweeb," he said, having already labeled Noah a "dweeb." "I haven't seen you before today."

DUNCAN ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE DELINQUENT

Gwen pushed him aside and glared. "I thought I told you to stop calling me that!"

Noah sighed. "Okay, I know that I'm not the most popular Total Drama contestant, but at least I'm more popular than Sadie or Katie."

Said people placed their hands on their hips and pouted. "Hey!" Katie frowned. "We're plenty popular!"

"Yeah!" agreed Sadie. "We're, like, the most popular ones."

KATIE ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE SWEET GIRL

SADIE ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE SWEET GIRL'S FRIEND

"As if!" Courtney scoffed. "According to my statistics, you two are one of the more unpopular contestants." She nodded to Noah. "In fact, he's probably more popular than you! And he wasn't even on the show!"

COURTNEY ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE TYPE A

Behind her, Scott cheered her on. "You tell 'em, honey!"

Courtney turned and narrowed her eyes. "Scott," she said dangerously. "I thought I ordered you to stop calling me that!"

Scott took step back. "Sorry… Courtney."

SCOTT ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE TROUBLEMAKER

Izzy, hearing the commotion, jumped down from the ceiling, where she was playing on one of the hanging lights. She landed in front of Noah and leaned in to see his face better. She tilted her head in confusion. "Do I know you?"

IZZY ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE PSYCHO HOSE BEAST

Heather walked up, before Noah could answer, and pushed aside Izzy. "Of course, you don't know him." She sneered at Noah and pulled out a marker. She scribbled something across his forehead. "Here's an autograph."

HEATHER ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE QUEEN BEE

Noah started to rub his forehead in attempt to get rid of the ink. "This isn't permanent, right?"

Alejandro strolled up and planted a kiss on Heather's lips. He slid an arm around her waist and looked at Noah. "And what if it was?"

ALEJANDRO ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE ARCH VILLAIN

Heather giggled. "Good one, Alejandro."

Noah rolled his eyes. "Oh yes, that was extremely clever," he drawled. "Someone should give you a medal, you slippery eel."

A thin smile stretched across his face. "A slippery eel?" Alejandro repeated. "Haven't heard that one before."

Noah raised an eyebrow. "Really?" he asked, as he started to rub at his forehead again. "A certain someone didn't call you that in season three during the London challenge, causing said person to be voted off?"

Alejandro frowned. "I'm pretty sure that was a reward challenge."

Noah was about to tear his hair out in frustration. "Look, I know its funny to play pranks, but can someone please tell me the truth?" he spat out.

"Cody-kins! I can't believe you're here!" Noah watched as Sierra grabbed Cody's arm and pulled him away from the person he was talking to.

"Hey, Cody!" Sam waved his handheld in the air. "I never got to tell you the cheat code for the final level of the game!"

SAM ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE NICE-GUY GAMER

"Just a minute!" Cody called back. He tried to escape Sierra's grasp. "Let go, Sierra!"

"Sorry, Cody-kins!" apologized Sierra, as they walked past Noah. "But, we haven't seen each other in forever! We've got to catch up!"

"Cody, wait!" The two stopped and looked over, when they heard Noah's voice.

Noah put on a convincing smile. "We're friends, right?" When Cody didn't answer, he continued. "Can you tell everyone to stop acting like they don't know me?"

Cody blinked. "Sorry... but I've never seen you before."

CODY ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE GEEK

Sierra let good Cody's hand and bounded up to Noah. "Are you part of a fan club?" she asked. "I asked the other girl, but she said she didn't remember!"

SIERRA ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE OBSESSIVE SUPER-FAN

Noah winced at how close Sierra was. He turned his head away from her. "Sorry," he answered. "But, I'm not-" His eyes suddenly widened in realization. "Wait did you say "other girl"? Where is she?!"

Sierra pointed over to the right, at some bleachers that were lined up against the wall. A girl around Noah's age was sitting on them with a crowd of people around her. She had pale skin with blonde hair and sapphire eyes. She was wearing a dark green sweater, a black skirt with purple stockings.

Zoey, one of the people around her, leaned in and inspected her face. "What's you name again?" she asked.

ZOEY ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE SMALL TOWN RETRO GIRL

The girl fiddled with a lock of her hair. "Dawn," she answered in a whisper.

Mike rubbed the back of his head. "The name doesn't ring a bell. Are you sure you know us?"

MIKE ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE MULTIPLE PERSONALITY DISORDER GUY

"I…I don't know…" Dawn bit her lip.

Jo frowned. "So you don't know us?" Before Dawn could answer her, she waved her hand dismissively. "You should probably plan ahead before talking to celebrities."

Lightning glared at Jo and folded his arms. "Lightning believes her. Maybe we lost all our memories or something!"

LIGHTNING ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE ULTIMATE JOCK

Jo snorted. "Yeah and I won Total Drama All-Stars." She rolled her eyes. "She's obviously just a fan."

JO ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE TAKE NO PRISONERS JOCKETTE

Dawn looked hurt as a hand appeared on her shoulder. She looked up in surprise.

"Come on, guys." DJ smiled at Dawn. "If she really lost her memory, then we have to help her."

DJ ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE BRICKHOUSE WITH HEART

Geoff and Bridgette came up behind him. Geoff patted him on the back. "DJ's right. We can't leave her alone like this." He bent down and held out his hand. "I'm Geoff!"

GEOFF ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE FUNNIEST GUY AROUND

Bridgette knelt down and stared directly into Dawn's eyes. She smiled. "My name is Bridgette."

BRIDGETTE ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE SOULFUL SURFER GIRL

Dawn closed her eyes and stood. "I'm sorry," she apologized., with a small smile on her face. "But, I don't think any of you can help me." She walked off. "I'll figure it out on my own."

Bridgette frowned. "That was weird."

Zoey nodded. "Yeah, it's like she completely changed attitude."

Noah watched as she walked away from the group of people. He attempted to follow her, but was blocked by someone he never expected.

"Tyler!" Lindsay enveloped Noah in her arms and pushed him into her chest. "I'm so glad you're here."

"Sorry, but I'm not Tyler," Noah said, his voice muffled because of his face being pushed against her breasts. "I'm Noah."

Lindsay pushed him away to get a better look at his face. "Noah?" she looked confused. "Who's he?"

LINDSAY ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE DUMB PRINCESS

"This isn't actually that surprising," Noah said, deadpanned. He pushed Lindsay away and continued to walk forward, before bumping into another person.

"Hey, watch the hair!" Anne Maria turned around and glared at Noah.

ANNE MARIA ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE TANNED ATTITUDE IN A CAN

Noah quickly backed away and looked around. He had apparently lost Dawn. "Dammit," he mumbled. "I thought she could tell me what's going one."

Duncan frowned. "You know I've been wondering… Doesn't this look a lot like a jail?"

Trent, who was sitting on the bleachers tuning his guitar, blinked. "What makes you say that?" he asked.

TRENT ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE COOL GUY

Duncan pointed over to a door over in the corner of the gymnasium, to the right of the theater in the back. Above the door was a fire escape sign. However, the door was completely boarded up with a metal sheet.

Brick dug around in his pockets. "Does anyone have their cellphones? I was planning on calling my dad when I got here."

BRICK ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE CADET

After hearing this, Noah dug around in his pockets for his phone. To his surprise, he couldn't find it.

Gwen shook her head. "I don't think anyone has their cellphone."

Courtney clenched her fist. "I swear I'll kill whoever stole my PDA!"

Jo smirked. "Calm down, you maggots! I'm pretty sure this is all part of orientation."

Suddenly, a ugh pitched voice sounded from the speakers in the corner. Everyone shut there ears to block out the noise.

"Mike Test! Mike Test!"

The noise luckily stopped once the voice had started to speak. "This good?" he voice continued, loud enough that it caused everyone to go dead silent. "Can everyone here me?"

No one answered, only stared in shock at the theater in front of them.

"Hey, new students!" the voice continued, assuming that someone had nodded their head. "I would like to start the welcoming ceremony now!"

Jo smirked grew wider, once she'd known she was correct. "See?!" she exclaimed happily. "This is how this school welcomes new students. I told you!"

"No." Noah took a step back in surprise, as Dawn had appeared out of nowhere next to him. "You are mistaken."

Out of the stand on top of the auditorium, popped out a small black and white thing that fell back onto it on its butt. It was small, even smaller than someone like Cameron. Strangely enough, its entire face and body was split equally down the center into two side. Its right side was white in color and looked like a normal teddy bear. His left side, however seemed to be more sinister. it was black in color, had a red slash for an eye and an evil stretched grin. However the only two things that weren't affect by the spilt were its muzzle and the belly, both of which remained white. He has a large belly button on the lower part of its belly.

Noah blinked. "A stuffed animal?"

The… thing waved its hand in protest. "I'm no stuffed animal. I'm Monokuma!" He pointed to himself. "I'm the headmaster of this school, making me your headmaster!"

Lindsay started to jump giddily in the air. "It's so cute! I want one! I want one!" Heather grabbed her arm and pulled her down, with a sigh.

Noah frowned. "Our headmaster!" he muttered to himself.

Monokuma waved its arms in the air. "Well, let's get moving shall we?" He stood up straight and then bowed. "Stand! Bow! Good morning, punks!"

Brick bowed. "Good morning, sir!"

Jo sighed. "Don't go along with it, you idiot!"

"Overflowing with potential, you Total Drama contestants are now none other than the hope of the world!" Monokuma gestured around him. "To protect our rays of hope, you are expect to live on campus and nowhere else!"

"What?" Lightning gasped. "Lightning doesn't do staying put!"

Heather raised her hand. "Wait a minute." She pointed to Noah and Dawn. "What about those two? They're not Total Drama contestants."

"Hm?" Monokuma jumped down and waddled over to them. He looked over Noah once and Dawn twice. He shrugged and turned to the rest of the contestants. "They are the forgottens. Pay them no heed!"

NOAH ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE FORGOTTEN BOOKWORM

DAWN ~ SUPER HIGH SCHOOL STEREOTYPE: THE FORGOTTEN MOONCHILD

Noah frowned. "Forgottens?"

Monokuma waddles back to his post and jumped onto the stand. He continued his speech. "As the cutoff period for this communal life…" He raised his right hand. "There is no cutoff period!"

"Huh?!" Everyone looked confused.

"In other words, yer gonna spend the rest of yer lives in here!" Monokuma announced, happily.

"Wha-What did you just say?" Mike stared at the living stuffed animal.

"Here… forever?" Zoey whispered.

Monokuma waved its hand, carelessly. "Don't worry, the budget is large enough that it will probably support all of you for the rest of your lives."

Courtney crossed her arms. "That's not the problem here!" she shouted at the bear. "We can't stay here forever!"

"Are the iron plates in the classrooms and halls meant to keep us in?" asked Noah.

Monokuma nodded. "You can scream all you want, but no one's gonna come and save ya!"

"But we can't stay here forever!" argued Bridgette.

Monokuma coughed. "For those of you who wanna leave, I've established a certain rule!"

Scott snickered. "Sorry, but I don't follow the rules."

"You are free to murder anyone you like!" He jumped off the stand and preformed a front flip, before landing neatly on it legs. "The only student permitted to leave is the one who has committed murder. It's the only rule that matters!"

Sam thought for a moment. "Wait, kill? Kinda like how you do n first-person shooters."

Monokuma nodded and started to list of the ways to kill someone. "Beat. Slice. Torch. Crush! Poison! Stab! Strangle!"

He started to laugh. "I can't contain my excitement." He turned and showed off his evil side to the contestants. "Fellow "rays of hope" are thrown into a situation where they must kill each other!" He started to sweat. "It's so exiting!"

"Why?!" Katie asked. "Why do we have to kill each other?"

Sadie nodded once she said that. "Yeah, like, why?!"

"Just let us go!" Bridgette screamed at the bear.

Geoff pointed at the bear. "Yeah, this is a load of crap!"

Monokuma's red slash glowed. "How dare you call any of this a "load of crap"?! From now on, this school is your home, yer society and yer world!" He started to walk away. "So kill, kill and kill some more!"

Duncan stood in front of the bear. "You're taking this damn prank way too far!" He grabbed the bear by its next and held it in the air. "I don't are if you're a stuffed animal! I'm gonna knock the stuffing out of ya!"

Monokuma waved its arms rapidly in the air. "It's against school rules to harm the headmaster!" His red slash glowed, and soon a light beeping noise was hear from him.

Beep… Beep…Beep

Dawn's eyes widened. "Get rid of it!"

Duncan looked bewildered. "Huh?"

She ran up, grabbed Monokuma out of his hand and tossed it into the air.

Beep! Beep! Beeeeep!

The moment when it was the highest in the air… it exploded.

Noah covered his ears, in horror, to block out the explosion. He could hear a couple of people screaming, but he himself only felt some sort of heat on his face. His ears were ringing and he coughed, choking on some ash.

"The stuffed animal exploded!" Gwen stared in horror.

"I'm not a stuffed animal." Everyone turned back to the stand, to find another Monokuma standing there. "I'm Monokuma!"

"Bastard!"

Monokuma placed his hands on his nonexistent hips. "I'll let you off with a warning this time. But if anyone breaks the school rules again, then I will activate another physical punishment!" Claws extended from its paw and its slash glowed again. "That's it for the welcoming ceremony. Please enjoy an enriching school life filled with intrigue!" He disappeared into the stand.

Izzy grinned crazily. "So if we kill someone here, than we can leave this place. Let's do it!"

"But that's absurd!" protested Brick.

"This can't be real!" Zoey said, tears forming in her eyes. Mike put a comforting hand around her.

Alejandro shook his head. "The issue is whether or not we take him seriously."

"I entered this school with hope and a new beginning." Noah narrowed his eyes as a bead of sweat rolled down his face. "But now all I have is despair and a restart."

Tell me what you think. It's been a long time since I've done a Total Drama fanfic. If I mess anything up please tell me. A poll will be up soon, to vote who you want dead in this. Even if I hate doing things like that. However I already have the first four people who are going to die planned out.

Review and Constructive criticism is appreciated.