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Welcome one and all to the Prologue of The much anticipated School Trip of Mutual Killing! While I normally don't do this, I will be doing a double post for this story so I can get the Prologue out there. I have spent the last twenty four hours working on this monster, that I actually had to split in half due to the sheer length of it. But the time has finally come to see Class 77 be put to the test in this exciting Killing Game!

As a note, I want everyone to disregard everything they know about SDR2 in canon. The trials, victims and murderers will all be different, though some of the motives will remain the same, if I can't think of any. The only thing that will stay the same is the location, Jabberwock Island. I will also be adding new locations to every island, sans the first because I couldn't exactly come up with anything new to add there. But the Second Island, Third Island, Fourth Island, and Fifth Island will be getting new facilities...now if you wish to know about The Lonely Island, well google them, I haven't heard anything new in fucking forever.

Yes yes, we're finally here and If you couldn't tell I am fucking excited. I have a lot of sick twisted things I want to try in this game, things that I wasn't able to do in The School Life of Mutual Killing. Everything will be unexpected so keep any open mind on everything. Remember, no one is safe in this game so don't go guessing who the final survivors will be, because at this point, I only have a general outline for every chapter and nothing concrete. The only ones I know will die will be those within Chapter 1.

As for the set up, it will be mostly the same as The School Life of Mutual Killing. Each chapter will be broken up into Acts, all of them detailing Daily Life and Deadly Life. I will also include Freetime Events, and Special Events, like those that you can do with certain items. There will also be a new thing I like to call Night Time Events, which will include things you can only do at night. Something like Stargazing with Takane or lighting up fireworks with Ibuki will be categorized as Night Time Events. Of course, Investigations and Class Trials shall remain the same, but I will actively try to improve them. I haven't figured out how to add the Logic Dive and Rebuttal Showdown into the story yet, so I might stick to regular trials for now.

I will try to be more descriptive during glass trials, and make it feel like the actual game. I want to take a crack at a Non Stop debate where everyone is saying things at the same time. Consent bullets will also be a part of this story, and I've been debating on adding Lie Bullets, but haven't figured out how to actually work them into story yet.

What I will say is, this exciting Heart Throbbing School Trip is just begun and you are all strapped in for the ride, so from the bottom of my heart, I hope you all are ready for this. Embrace Despair! Upupupupupu!

The beginning of this chapter is going to be a throwback to a very dear series, and it will be obvious to which one when you all ready the beginning...so I hope you like it, and if you wish to listen to the song, It is called Passion by Utada Hikaru...I recommend you listen to it while reading the story to get a more immersive feel to it.

The School Trip of Mutual Killing

Prologue

Save File # 1

A scattered dream that's like a far off memory...

A far off memory that's like a scattered dream...

I wanna line the pieces up...

Theirs...and Mine...

The School Trip of Mutual Killing...begins...now...

Daisuke was leaning up against his favorite apple tree, clutching his messenger bag tightly. His eyes were closed as he was deep in thought. The letter he had gotten from Hope's Peak Academy was poking out of the bag, the seal shining brightly in the sunlight. He frowned, the thought of his father telling him he was useless filling his mind. He opened his eyes, glancing at his wrists, which were still bandaged up. His mind drifted toward his attempted suicide. He had been lucky, his sister had found him just in the nick of time.

I need more affection than you know...

Looking up, he found himself standing in the middle of nowhere. It was nothing but a desolate field of whiteness. He begun walking forward, a single book placed on the floor in front of him...the title of it was obscured, but he could tell the book was special to him. When he looked up, the world around him exploded, the image of Hope's Peak Academy appearing in front of him.

"Omoidaseba haruka haruka

Mirai wa

I need more affection than you know

He glanced over his shoulder. There was a young woman standing behind him, her back facing him. She had bright auburn colored hair, which was tied up into a high ponytail with a white ribbon. She was wearing a long sleeve shirt, with a matching skirt and heels. He could also tell she was wearing an apron. It looked like she had been looking at something in her hand, a small book. As if feeling his eyes, the woman turned around to face him, giving him a smile. She held her hand out to him, the sudden urge to take it filling his mind.

Doku made mo kagayaiteita

Kirei na aozora no shita de

He ran forward, racing toward the unknown woman, only for the scene around him to explode into a wide array of colors. He was in a classroom, surrounded by people. He didn't know why, but he felt that he knew them. All of them were laughing, joking and playing around. One student however seemed to have a firm look on her face. She was holding a hand held console in her hands, her eyes looked up at him, and her stern face changed to a bright smile. The scene once again exploded, and he found himself at a party.

Bokuro wa

I need more affection than you know

Sukoshi dake obiete ita

He was surrounded by those people again, his classmates...along with his mother and his sister. He looked up, seeing his father in front of him. He said something to him, and he didn't know why but at that moment he felt like crying. His ex-girlfriend broke into a laugh, further making him sad. His classmates however stood by him, all of them glaring at her. He closed his eyes, once again finding himself in a new scene, surrounded by his friends wearing Christmas hats.

There was a new girl now, one that had long white hair. She seemed out of place, and was holding a black rose in her hands. He didn't know why, but seconds later he found himself at the grave of his older brother, who had committed suicide. His heart was tearing itself into pieces.

Natsukashii iro ni

Mado ga somaru

His eyes started to hurt as the scene once again changed before him. The blonde girl in the Kimono was staring at him lovingly. He felt the need to give her a kiss. It felt almost natural to him. Seconds after that, he found himself standing in a gymnasium, celebrating the win over some other classmates, the student council of the school. The scene shifted once more as he found himself at the beach. He was staring at the night sky with his friends, witnessing a meteor shower for the first time in his life. There was another blonde girl next to him, both of them now taking a hold of one of his arms, while their friends just smiled warmly at them.

Mae wo muiteru no

Mata aemasu ka

Mirai wa

The scene shifted back to Hope's Peak Academy. He was walking toward the new school building, students walking in all directions. He was holding his head high as he was headed toward his new classroom. Next to him appeared two young women, both of them striking him out of place.

I need more affection than you know

Doko e demo tsuzuiteru 'n da

The first was a beautiful young woman, with strawberry blonde hair tied up into pigtails. She was wearing a school girl outfit, a violet blazer, with a white undershirt underneath it and a lacy bra. Around her neck was a red and white polka-dot tie. She wore a matching red skirt and long heeled boots. On his right stood the other girl, who had short black hair and was wearing a black shirt with a military vest over it. She was wearing a matching black skirt and black combat boots. They both took his hands, whispering something into his ears.

Ooki na kaban no shita de

Jidai no

I need more affection than you know

The blonde girl gave him an evil grin, shoving a book in his hands, opened to the first chapter. He felt everything around him disappear, only for him to see flashing scenes of the grisly deaths of the Student Council. He found himself at a podium, the book open in front of him. He was speaking but no words came out of his mouth, as all of the gathered students listened to his every word. The area around him melted, replaced only by the front of Hope's Peak Academy, the same students from before all jumping to their deaths.

Utsuroi wo mite itai na

Hitoshirezu

My Heart's a battleground

He was racing down a dark stairwell, all of his friends following after him. He didn't know why the hallway was dark but he just kept running. The stairs seemed to form from thin air as they all ran. On bottom side of the stairs, Seventeen others ran in the opposite direction, toward the light. As they ran, seven students ended up fading out of existence, leaving only ten as the remaining survivors.

I need true emotions

I need more affection than you know

I need true emotions

The two groups arrived at the same place. A room with eighteen stands all placed in a circle. At the highest seat of power stood the same pigtailed blonde from before, giving them both a sneer. She rose a single mallet into the air, slamming it into the button. Daisuke and his friends watched in horror as their friend Chiaki was murdered in front of them. Similarly, Yuno and his friends watched every execution that happened within their prison school, Hope's Peak Academy. While Daisuke's eyes started glowing crimson, Yuno's eyes begun glowing brightly, one of them turning a bright blue.

Daisuke disappeared entirely, the world around him crumbling as he fell into a pit of despair. Meanwhile, Yuno and the remaining survivors kept running up the stairs, heading toward the light of hope.

"Nido to aenu

Hito ni basho ni

Mado wo akeru

Yuno and his friends stopped in front of a large circular door, the one that had been holding them back. He handed Makoto a remote with a big button on it. There was a little girl in his arms, Sayaka giving him a smile. Makoto pressed the button, the doors shuddering as a bright blinding light engulfed them all.

Omoidaseba haruka haruka

Mirai wa

The blinding light suddenly disappeared, revealing Daisuke standing at the bow of a ship. The ship was heading toward a large group of islands in the south pacific ocean. Standing next to him were Hiyoko and Sonia, the loves of his life. They all had firm expressions on their faces, as two more ships appeared next to them, both of them emblazoned with the emblem of Hope's Peak Academy. Images of several fights and the events in Towa City, against Monokuma and his friends filled his mind, as the area around him melted once more.

I need more affection than you know

Doku made mo kagayaiteta

Daisuke found himself in a large room, surrounded by nothing but human shaped pods. There was a large machine in the center of them all, glowing brightly with various screens. All of his friends were resting within those pods, sleeping soundly and waiting for the Neo World Program to begin. He stood next to Sonia and Hiyoko's pods, placing his hands over both of them, watching their sleeping faces.

Kirei na aozora no shita de

Bokura wa

I need more affection than you know...

Daisuke walked over to the final pod climbing within. Akira Tetsujima gave him a smile, reassuring him that everything would be fine. Yuno was standing next to Makoto, the purple haired boy was wearing the uniform of the Remnants of Hope, while Makoto was wearing the black uniform of the Future Foundation. He lay down inside, clutching Chisa Yukizome's notebook.

He slipped the semi burned picture from within, the smiling faces of his classmates greeting him back. He focused on Chiaki's face, a single tear running down the side of his face. He lay back into the bed, the device wrapping around the back of his head. Akira closed the pod, wishing him sweet dreams, as he slowly fell asleep.

Itsumademo nemutte ita

Daisuke's body slammed into the water, sinking deep below the waves. Ones and Zeroes rose past him as he kept falling straight down into the darkness, his eyes opening as he fell. Light swirled around his body, changing him from his adult self back to the person he was before entering the academy. He felt his memories of his friends slowly vanishing, as a long light swirled from his head, flying into the darkness below. He somehow righted himself, landing in the darkness on his feet. He looked around, fear and confusion written on his face.

My fears...my lies

The floor under him started glowing brightly, turning into bright golden sand. He looked up, seeing a lone young woman standing hundreds of feet away from him. She seemed to be his age, and was wearing a light colored jacket, with a white dress shirt underneath. Around her neck she was wearing a red ribbon tie. She wore a matching skirt, long pink socks and bright pink Mary Jane shoes. On her back, was a small backpack of a pink rabbit. She gave him a bright smile, her peach colored eyes filled with hope. She held her hand out to him, and he broke into a sprint, reaching for it.

Aozora no shita

I need more affection than you know...

As he reached for the girl's hand, her entire body exploded into brilliant lights, forcing him to shield his eyes. When the light died down, the sound of ocean waves filled his ears. He looked up, blinking a few times as he was greeted by the ocean. He looked down at the sand, before looking at his arms and feet. He swallowed hard, feeling a presence behind him.

Quickly turning around, he saw eighteen others standing behind him. He didn't recognize their faces, but his heart was racing. He looked toward the platinum blonde haired girl, a feeling of longing in his heart. It was the same for the short girl in the orange kimono. Both of them gave him a smile, a lone tear dripping down the side of his cheek. He didn't know why, but he smiled too...

Restoration at 1%...

xxx

"Do you think...they'll be alright in there Akira?" Yuno asked. The ex-Ultimate Cybernetic Technician turned around, giving him a smile.

"Of course, this program is running perfectly. Alter Ego will ensure of that, besides the observers will also ensure absolute peace. However, the Future Foundation's actions are really driving me nuts. Forcing our hand, making me push the project before it was done, demanding access to the camera feeds...Noire didn't even give me a full goddamn report." she said firmly, quite annoyed at the turn out of events.

"I trust that everything will be fine. After all, we can all count on Chihiro's tech to work. She saved our lives after all...and you did a magnificent job creating all of this at such a short time." Makoto said, earning a blush from the woman.

"Well...as long as I had the funding, I had to do whatever I could. I was just glad I had Miaya's help, even if she wasn't present all the time, and with Yasuke Matsuda's notes, it made it that much easier. Still, seeing all of the Remnants of Despair like this...everyone except those three looked so different. I mean Nagito even...went as far as...doing that to himself." she said, shuddering a bit.

"Don't forget, Daisuke did it too...once despair is ingrained into someone's mind, it's hard for them to get away from it." he said firmly, a frown on his face.

"Anyway, the Remnants of Hope should have full dominion over this island. However, Kyosuke Munakata is completely in the dark about everything. He doesn't know the full scope of the Neo World Program, he believes they're being kept here for the safety of the world. This agreement of ours...he doesn't even know the full scope of it." Makoto said.

"Hey man, you only agreed to join those bastards so they wouldn't kill us. It's alright, I'm sure you, Kyoko, Byakuya, Hina and Hiro will be able to handle it. The rest of our group will be here on Jabberwock Island, keeping an eye on everything." he said.

"I know...I just can't leave yet. Call me crazy, but I want to see this through to the end. After all, I programmed various things within the Neo World Program...with the help of Alter Ego of course. I want to see the moment they reach the trial ground of their own volition." he said, a smile on his face.

"Right about now, they should all be starting to arrive at Hope's Peak Academy. It seems this school trip is being run with nineteen students instead of the original eighteen." Akira said, looking at her laptop.

"Nineteen? Who the hell is the nineteenth student? I mean I know we put Mukuro inside it, along side Mikan but...we weren't expecting an extra to just pop up." Yuno said, his eyes tracing the words on screen.

"Yes, I'm also counting Sylvia in this as well...It seems...the Neo World Program created an AI based on the memories of the person they want to see the most. That of the Ultimate Gamer, Chiaki Nanami." She said.

"So...she's the cause of this...the reason why Class 77B fell to despair. The person Junko Enoshima killed before them." Makoto said, a frown on his face.

"I'm gonna go supervise the construction of those bridges. I want to have access to the rest of the islands should we need it. Especially the Military Base on the 5th Island." Yuno said.

"Kyaa!"

"Whoa!" he cried suddenly, as his four and a half year old daughter jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around him.

"I gotcha! You thought you could hide from me? You're sadly mistaken!" she cried, a grin on her face. He sighed, shaking his head.

"Junko how many times have I told you not to jump on me? I could have fallen." he said.

"Aw, don't be like that daddy. Mommy caught me earlier and she was okay with it...then again she stumbled into the pool at Mirai Hotel."

"Ew, that pool hasn't been cleaned in four years!" he cried, causing the girl to cringe.

She was the spitting image of her mother it seemed. She had grown quite a bit since leaving Hope's Peak Academy. She was almost three feet tall now, with long violet locks, halfway they turned into a soft strawberry blonde, like those of her mother. She had her hair tied up into pig tails, with bright white ribbons. She was wearing a black tank top, with a short skirt and black boots. Akira had built an air purifier for the entire island, so for now there wasn't a risk of dying from the air quality.

"I'm sorry daddy, I just wanted a hug." she said, jumping back to the floor. He shook his head, ruffling her hair.

"It's alright sweetheart, just be careful around this area. Also don't push your mother into the pools, you know how she is with her hair." he said.

"Okay...is Auntie Muku around, I wanna play tag with her!" she said.

"Auntie Muku is...busy at the moment...she has a mission that needs to be fulfilled before she can play again. I was gonna head to the Central Island park, wanna come with me? We can see the construction workers building the bridges." he said. She nodded, taking a hold of his hand, pulling him along.

"Wow, she's so adorable! I can tell Yuno is gonna be a great father!" Akira said.

"Yes, he loves her dearly, despite being Junko Enoshima's daughter...anyway, I should radio into the Future Foundation HQ, I haven't given my report of what happened in Towa City yet." Makoto said, a look of dread on his face. Akira giggled, shaking her head as she turned to face the computers. Everything was going smoothly for now...so she could only hope Daisuke and the others did their part.

"Hmm...this is odd...the Neo World Program shouldn't be scanning their memories to create an AI...must be Miaya Gekkougahara's handiwork...under orders from HQ eh? Alright then, we planted an interloper within you long ago, let's see how far yours gets you." Akira said, a grin on her face.

xxx

A young man was currently making his way down the street. He had an emotionless look on his face, as he continued his morning walk. Cars zoomed past him, honking their horns rather loudly as they continued on their way. It was early morning, so people were currently commuting to work. The train stations were filled with people, businessmen and women heading to work, tourists going from hotspot to hotspot and students making their way to school. People walked by him, but their voices all became white noise in the back of his mind.

He was a young man of sixteen, with spiky black hair. It reached down to the nape of his neck, some of it falling over his forehead, covering some of his cerulean blue eyes. He was wearing a black tee shirt, with a V-neck collar. The shirt had bright orange flames on the hem, the front of it had a pen and an inkwell on it. He was wearing a pair of light colored skinny jeans, being secured to his waist with a leather belt. He wore a pair of leather boots, which reached up to his knees, and had several buckles and belts on them. Across his shoulder was his messenger bag.

This bag was his most prized possession. It was a light blue color, the strap was rather long, allowing the bag to rest against his hip. He had several buttons and pins attached to the strap of his bag, of various video games and other trinkets he had gotten. The flap of his bag was left open, so he could access its contents. Within rested his prized Story Book, one he had spent years writing, filling it up with various stories and songs of his own creation, along with stories he found appealing on the internet.

Clutched tightly in his hand was an envelope, white in color with a bright golden seal on it. The seal was that of Hope's Peak Academy, the top school in the country. His name had been written neatly on it, Daisuke Del Rio. The back flap had been sealed with wax, like old style letters, but he had broken the seal days ago.

"You have been cordially invited to attend Hope's Peak Academy. You have been given the title of Ultimate Story Teller, due to your ability to entrance your listeners with your stories. If you choose to accept, you shall be placed in Class 77B. Please read the enclosed materials and orientation guide. The entrance ceremony is July 14th at 8:00AM sharp, don't be late!"

He still had to chuckle at the letter. Who would want him to attend that school? It was Hope's Peak Academy, the school that taught the cream of the crop. He didn't think his talent was all that special...but he remembered what the scout had told him, that he had a talent that he needed to share with the world. He had decided to at least attend the ceremony, and then he was going to leave.

He hadn't told his mother nor his sister that he had been accepted into the academy. He didn't want them to know such a crucial detail, he also didn't want them to know that he had accepted the honor. He was going to see what the school was about, and then he was gonna leave. Attendance wasn't mandatory, so he wasn't gonna stick around. After all, as long as he passed the tests, he didn't even have to show his face in school.

He glanced down at the letter in his hand, his eyes drifted to the gauze wrapped around his wrist. He had a matching on his left wrist, right above his rose bloom tattoo. Memories of his suicide attempt filled his mind. He started remembering his break up with his girlfriend a mere week ago. He remembered all of the hateful things she had said to him, shortly before she left. He felt broken, and useless...his own father had come by to check on him, and had talked him down even more.

"You need to leave that silly book behind. You have to work hard and become a hard working man like me. Stories aren't going to make you rich or famous...you don't see people out on the street making a weekly salary for speaking. Such a useless talent needs to be put away on the shelf, where it belongs."

That had broken the camel's back. He had decided then and there that he didn't want to live anymore. He had waited until everyone had left and had climbed up to the bathroom, closing the door. He had climbed into the tub after writing a note, and had slit his wrists. Even then he remembered the warmth he felt when his own blood was flowing down the drain. With every heart beat, more blood flowed out of the cut. Just when he was about to pass out from the blood loss, his sister walked in. the result was instantaneous.

She had rushed him to the hospital, leaving their mother in the dark about everything. He had been talked too by a few psychiatrists and various other doctors. It had been hard to lie to his mother, but she still bought the crack-pot story he had come up with. Story Telling had its uses after all. Earlier that week was when he had gotten his invitation letter. Apparently, the Talent Scout, who's name he had forgotten, had let the headmaster know about his talent and the man had reached out to him. When he read the letter, he was going to toss it, and just ignore it...but for some odd reason, he felt the need to go. It was as if someone was pulling him toward the academy.

He finally arrived, standing at the front gates of the academy. It was a tall imposing building, made out of beautiful red bricks. It was five stories tall, each floor had something that appeased to certain classes. He remembered seeing pictures of the Dojo and Botanical Garden on the Fifth Floor. There was also a large Music Room on the Fourth Floor for people that liked music, a large library on the second for people like him who loved books and various other facilities. There was even a large Olympic sized swimming pool, that almost everyone took advantage of.

If he was being honest to himself, he had just come to the academy to get the orientation over with. He would more than likely check out the library, read a few books and leave before anyone even took roll call. But since class wasn't mandatory, he doubted roll call was even a thing.

He swallowed hard, the gilded crest at the top of the building staring at him. He shook his head, but wasn't able to move. He bit his lip clutching his bag strap rather tightly.

"What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I feel so apprehensive all of a sudden? It's as if...no...that's probably my mind playing tricks on me. I'm just a person with a useless talent. Heh, I bet if I left, no one would even notice." he thought.

He even went as far as turning around, facing the streets behind him. He found it a bit odd that no one was walking around anymore. It was as if they had disappeared. He slapped his cheeks, turning back to face the academy.

"Alright...no funny business now, Academy! I came here for orientation, nothing more nothing less. I didn't come here for my talent, and I damn well didn't come here to make friends. So if you are good to me, I'll be good to you!" he said firmly.

"Tch...as if the place would talk back to me. It's a goddamn building, and those only talk if you are very very drunk." he thought to himself.

He took a step forward, eyes firmly shut as he entered the yard. He opened his eyes, chuckling a bit as he started walking forward. He noticed that his body had started feeling lethargic. As he walked, everything seemed to slow down. He could see his body moving, almost as if he was watching it move on its own. His hand touched the handle of the glass door, and that's when everything swirled and blended together. Vibrant blues, reds and greens all swirled together, turning into a hodgepodge of abstract art. He felt himself pass out a second later.

When he awoke, he let out a groan and a yawn. It was as if he had fallen asleep mid step. His eyes went wide as he looked around. He had been expecting himself still laying outside, or on some hospital bed, but he was in fact not on either of those places. He was in some empty hallway. Everything around him was dark, he could see the edge of a hallway, but for some reason he had no interest of exploring it. The sign behind him read School Zone Floor 1. So he assumed he was within Hope's Peak Academy.

Walking around the bend, he saw a sign above of a door, spelling the word Gymnasium. He had passed out next to the gym? That didn't make much sense. He had been outside a few minutes ago, but had somehow been able to walk this far into the academy before passing out?

"What the hell is going on here? I don't remember walking all of this way. Now that I think about it...what was the reason I even came here again?" Daisuke muttered to himself.

He remembered being invited to Hope's Peak Academy, and wanting to be there for orientation. But he had decided the night before the first day of school that he was gonna spend the day at the park, writing in his story book. In fact, he jokingly wrote it in his calender for the next four years of his life...but now he was within the academy, with no recollection of how he got there.

He frowned, turning to face the darkness next to him. He wanted to walk into it, to find the doors and get out of this place, but he felt his legs taking him in the opposite direction. It was as if his body had lost all control of itself. He wanted to break free, but the sudden urge to head into the gym filled his mind. He pushed the doors open, entering the Gymnasium Trophy Room. He looked around for a few seconds.

"So, these are the trophies the Ultimate students have won in the past eh? Man, that golden sword looks hideous." he said jokingly. He walked over to the sword and grabbed it off the stand, seeing a few golden flakes falling to the ground. He placed it back on the shelf, looking at his hands.

"Tch...great...some fake ass sword, now my hands look like I was jacking off a unicorn." he muttered, trying to brush the golden flakes off his hands. He got most of them off, but his fingers were still covered in the stuff. He decided he had enough of the Trophy room and walked toward the gym doors.

The doors slid open with a bang as he made his way inside. He cringed a bit at their loudness, realizing all of the people that were already inside. It was a large room, with polished wooden floors. The court lines had been painted onto the floor with bright green paint, the crest of Hope's Peak Academy being in the center of the court, in a bright red color. There were two glass hoops at either side of the large room. At the very back was a stage of sorts, with a podium on it. There was also a large tree in the back of the room. He looked at it closely from where he stood, seeing it was a real living tree.

He looked around the room, noticing the shutters had been closed, the beautiful light of day being completely blocked by metal. The bleachers were entirely empty, no one was sitting there. There was a bright red runner, leading to a set of chairs, Eighteen in total, all neatly placed in a square, he guessed that's were he and the rest of his class would be sitting.

Looking around the room, he noticed the people that were currently looking around. He took notice of the girl standing by herself, looking like she had just been screamed at. Her hair was cut off at odd angles and mismatched in places. There was a rather large boy standing near the center of the room, dressed in a white suit, he had a pompous look on his face.

Not far from them stood a pink haired young man, wearing a black beanie and a yellow jumpsuit. He seemed content with bouncing a basketball he had no doubt picked up off the floor. Not far from him was another young man, a rather short for his age. He was wearing a pin stripe suit, and looked rather pissed off. Sitting by the bleachers, almost behind the blond haired young man, was a silver haired young woman, dressed in a dark gray outfit, resembling the typical sailor girl outfit.

He looked toward the other end of the gym, near the stage. He saw a black haired girl, who was doing a hand stand near the edge of the stage, not at all caring that her skirt wasn't currently doing its job. Her hair fell around her face, vibrant blues, reds, pinks and greens streaked it, along with white. There was another girl next to her, with long white hair, and had an air of sophistication around her. He blinked a few times, glancing at the clock behind him.

"It's past eight...these guys are the so called Ultimate Students? They don't seem like much." he thought to himself.

Not wanting to socialize with anyone, Daisuke decided to walk over to the other end of the bleachers, away from everyone. A few people stopped what they were doing to watch him, and while he was a bit bothered by it, he decided to pay them no mind. Of course, in his mind he was starting to get nervous. Daisuke couldn't deal well with crowds, or being stared at by people he didn't know. Since he didn't know any of these people, he felt anxious.

He looked around the room, taking notice of the other people that had been presently gathered. There was a girl who was standing on her own, with long platinum blonde hair. She had a beautiful face, and pale colored skin. She was wearing a rather interesting dress, consisting of a white shirt, with puffy sleeves, and a bright green dress over it. She wore a white belt around her waist, accenting her hips a bit. She wore long white socks and crimson colored slippers. From what he could see, her eyes were a dark shade of blue.

She must have felt his gaze on her because she instantly turned to face him. She looked at him confused for a few seconds before giving him a warm smile and a wave. Daisuke blushed, finding himself waving back.

"Jeez, here I am waving to girls I don't even know...as if someone like her could pay attention to a useless idiot like me." he mumbled under his breath.

He continued looking around the room, taking notice of the redheaded photographer taking pictures of the entire gymnasium. There was a brown haired girl currently eating an entire rib roast by herself. Not just that, she had already eaten an entire rack of ribs. There was another muscular man, flexing his muscles and screaming, Nekumaru Nidai over and over, Daisuke figured that was the man's name or something. There was another young man standing by himself, his face being shielded by a red muffler. He was dressed oddly as well, in some very dark clothes.

Aside from them, he took notice of the portly boy dressed like a chef, currently combing his hair. He kept looking at the brunette girl who was currently eating food. It was obvious he was staring at her well endowed chest. Daisuke felt disgusted when he saw his pervy looks. There was a long haired redhead leaning against the shutters at the top of the bleachers. Her long crimson hair reached down past her waist, almost touching the floor. She seemed to be the only one wearing the Hope's Peak Academy uniform, though her blouse was having a hard time containing her massive chest. And he thought the brunette carnivore had them big.

The final person he took notice of was a short blonde girl that seemed to be standing by herself. She was wearing a bright orange kimono, with flower prints all over it. It had long sleeves, reaching down to the floor, and a bright yellow obi sash wrapped around her waist, tied into a bow behind her back. Her small feet had barely peeked out from under her kimono, but he could tell she was wearing traditional wooden sandals. He also took notice of how unnaturally her hair looked. It was styled in a single curved ponytail, with a pale yellow hair ribbon, tied into a bow. He also saw a bunny clip in the center of it.

Her eyes suddenly turned to him, gold met blue for the first time. He didn't know why but he felt like he had seen the girl before. His heart was beating wildly in his chest, and he could feel his cheeks tinging a bit with embarrassment. The girl blushed as well, but she turned around entirely, not wanting him to see her face. He shook his head, returning his gaze around the room. He saw another familiar looking girl.

She had soft pink hair, that reached down to her neck. She was wearing a bright green hooded jacket, with a white button down shirt underneath. She was wearing a navy blue skirt, white socks and pink Mary Jane shoes. She was holding a Game Girl Advance in her hands, the sounds of a video game drifting from the speakers. He sighed, shaking his head.

"I've never met any of these people...yet when I look at them they all look familiar to me. Why is that? Just who is that blonde girl from before? And why was my heart beating so fast when we locked eyes."

The gymnasium doors opened, and two more people walked into the room. One of them was a rather tall boy, with spiky brown hair and a rather long ahoge that stuck out from the top of his head. He was wearing a short sleeved collard shirt, with a pale green tie, which had some words on it that he couldn't read. He wore a pair of brown slacks and tennis shoes. He looked rather plain in his eyes, like he didn't fit in with the Ultimates.

The other person he saw made his heart sink into his stomach. It was as if a thousand knives had been plunged into his skin at the same time. He almost wanted to scream. It was a young pink haired woman, with beautiful lightly tanned skin. She had soft blue colored eyes, a small nose and full pink lips. She was wearing a light red ruffled camisole, with white polka-dots on it. She was wearing a white satin skirt, and had on a pair of white heeled sandals. She also had a white purse in her hands, with a thin strap. She had a rather smug look on her face. He grit his teeth, anger suddenly filling his mind.

"Sylvia...what is she doing here? She isn't even an Ultimate student...what talent could she possibly...oh shit...I forgot...she and I went to Hope's Peak Elementary together...could she have possibly reached this school with her Math talents?" he thought to himself.

"Well alright, is this it? Is everyone present?" the overweight teen asked, his voice booming throughout the gym.

"How many people are we expecting? I already counted the chairs man, there's only eighteen of us." the pink haired boy said firmly.

"I dunno man, I counted nineteen of us...you sure they aren't copping out a chair?"

"Well, I don't mind allowing one of the ladies to take a seat on my lap. I could...take one for the team." the portly boy said, blood dripping from his nose. Daisuke had sudden urge to punch him.

"You're so gross...I need to get out of here." the blonde kimono wearing girl said.

"Don't even bother...earlier I tried to leave to take a shit, and the doors wouldn't open." the brolic man said, causing all of them to gasp in shock.

"Are you saying...we are all trapped here?" the white haired girl asked.

"Calm down everyone...this is most likely just to keep us all in place. We wouldn't want to all get lost in this huge academy." the brown haired girl said, munching on her left over ribs.

"That is true...we're all Ultimate students after all...we wouldn't want to get lost on the first day, that would be bad." the white haired boy said, earning a chorus of nods from everyone.

"All of you guys are fuckin idiots." Daisuke said firmly, grabbing the attention of literally the entire class.

"The fuck did you just say asswipe?" the short suit wearing lad said, earning a chuckle from Daisuke.

"You heard me, you're all fuckin idiots. Do you actually believe Hope's Peak Academy would lock their students in the gym? So we all couldn't leave and get lost? We're all Ultimates here, why would it matter if we got lost in the school, we're enrolled here so it wouldn't matter." he said.

"He does make a point...as much as I hate to admit it." the platinum blonde girl said.

"He could be right though...what if this is all some plot and we've been kidnapped? Maybe they want to extort money from us...maybe they want one of us to kill the others off?!" the pink haired boy cried, dropping his basketball.

"Oh no! There won't be any of that in on this trip!" a peppy voice suddenly called out. Everyone looked toward the front of the gym, seeing a brilliant glow coming from behind the podium.

What appeared wasn't unlike anything anyone had imagined. They had all wanted to see a woman, but what they got was a rather plush looking bunny rabbit. She was bright pink in color, and had angelic wings on her back. She had on a pink dress of sorts, and was holding a magic wand in her paw. The pink haired boy let out a scream.

"Talking bunny rabbit!" he said, pointing to the podium.

"Ey, scream like that again and I'll end you." suit boy said, causing pink haired boy to shut up.

"Welcome one and all to Hope's Peak Academy. My name is Magical Girl Usami. I'm a very loving girl who's sweet as milk! And as of now, I will be your teacher!" she said.

"Teacher? You? What is this a goddamn circus?" Kimono girl snapped, causing Daisuke to chuckle.

"I would reprimand you for using that kind of language, but I believe in free speech. This is an M rated story anyway, so it's totally okay...right now, I want you all to look around. Memorize each others faces, because as of now, you are all going to be attending a very special school trip!"

"School trip? I didn't sign up for this shit! I came here for orientation, I was gonna read some books, maybe smoke some Hash and then jet before noon. I don't want no school trip!" Daisuke said firmly.

"Daisuke? Since when have you smoked weed?" the pink haired girl, Sylvia asked, causing the boy to cross his arms in disdain.

"Trust me, you tend to try whatever you can find when you need a little stress relief." he said.

"Hey now, we didn't bring you all here to make enemies...we brought you together so you can collect the Hope Fragments. I want you all to become best friends! The best of friends in fact, I want you to be so friendly with each other, that you'll become a tight nit family!" Usami said, a grin on her face.

"Heh...family...that word holds no meaning to me." the over weight boy said, crossing his arms.

"Anyway, let this Heart throbbing school trip begin!" Usami cried, holding her magic wand above her head. She started spinning it around, the entire room started glowing a bright pink and started swirling with pixie dust.

In a blinding flash, the walls of the gymnasium exploded outward. They were all blinded by the light, as the sudden heat of the sun struck each of them. They caught the scent of salt and the sound of waves. Daisuke opened his eyes, his jaw dropping as he looked around.

He wasn't at Hope's Peak Academy anymore. He was on a beach...he was on a real beach. With golden sand, tall palm trees, a bright blue ocean, seagulls...everything. He just couldn't wrap his mind around it, and neither could the other students in fact.

"Alright then, from now on each and everyone of you will live here on this island! I want you to become the best of friends...so please go ahead and explore! Make friends, and most of all remember to have fun!" Usami said, blinking out of existence.

"Huh...what...just happened?" the pink haired boy asked still clearly confused.

"This isn't happening! This isn't happening!"

"This ain't fair...I wanna go home, I wanna see my momma! But if I can see some sexy mommas in bikinis, then I'll definitely stay."

"Whoohoo! Beach partayyyyy! I haven't been to a soiree on the beach in such a long time!"

Daisuke, finally being able to close his jaw looked around at all of his other classmates. While most were still crying over the fact that they had been kidnapped, others were trying to figure out just what that hell was going on. He took that chance to slip away from everyone, silently making his way out of the beach. The last thing he needed to do was have a nervous breakdown in front of people. He let out a breath when he had ditched the beach. He had arrived at some sort of bridge, the giant structure seemed to be made entirely out of wood, but was painted the same color as gold.

It seemed to connect the place he was at with another place. Looking around the area, he saw that there was nothing but sea in front of him. That meant he could possibly be on an island. He suddenly remembered what the rabbit had said before she had left. They were all on an island, away from home, away from his family...with a bunch of strangers..that he didn't know.

"Okay, calm down and breathe Dais...this is just a bad dream...nothing more nothing less. When I wake, I will still be in my bed, sleeping soundly and thinking about not showing up for orientation." he said to himself, shutting his eyes firmly.

"Hate to break it to ya soldier, but we aren't living in a dream."

The sharp voice of Sylvia Amane cut through his thoughts, forcing him to open his eyes. The girl was standing in front of him, she was real. The island they were at was real, the scenario he was in was real. Everything was real, even if he wanted to deny it...he knew it was bloody real. He clutched his chest, swallowing hard.

"I can't be here...I need to go."

"Calm down, we can't have you dying on us yet. Just breathe deeply alright? Stay calm." she said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't touch me! Why do you even care about me, what are you even doing in this hellhole anyway? Last I checked you weren't an Ultimate student!" he cried, backing away from the girl.

"Heh, well excuse me for wanting to help my best friend. Listen, I know we had a messy breakup, but this isn't the way to handle it. You don't need to scream."

"Messy breakup? Is that what you called it? Because I call it you shattering my heart into a million tiny pieces. All over the damn floor! You broke my heart, on my birthday of all days...you took the book I made for you and tore it up, and worst of all, you said that I wasn't husband material when I asked you to marry me...why the fuck are you even here?!" he asked again. She sighed, crossing her arms.

"I don't know...I was invited here by the headmaster to join Class 77 as the Ultimate Mathematician. If I had known that you would be here, I wouldn't have joined this stupid class. Just so you know, you still aren't husband material, you barely are boyfriend material. You are too romantic, and honestly those trends died in the 1800s. Women like me want two things, fame and money...everything is just a luxury I can't afford."

"Tch...and that's why I'm glad you and I aren't dating anymore." he said. She huffed, crossing her arms in annoyance.

"I thought you and I we're friends."

"Well no offense friend, but I hope you get buried alive!" he said, spinning on his heel. He walked off, heading in the direction the path was taking him.

He had found himself a nice secluded place, behind a palm tree and sat down. He had of course made sure there were no coconuts above him that could end up injuring him. He heard the voices of the others of his class walking past the path, but none of them managed to spot him. He let out a sigh as he closed his eyes, focusing on everything that had happened in the short amount of time he had been in this school.

"Alright then, I came to school this morning...lost consciousness and found myself inside Hope's Peak. I walked into the gym and saw everyone that belonged to my class. Soon after that, the rabbit appeared and used magic to take us to this island...but where is this island?" he asked himself. He looked up at the sky, it was bright blue, white puffy clouds were slowly drifting across the sky.

It was a rather unique situation. He had grown up believing magic wasn't real, but now that he had seen it..he didn't know how to feel about it. It was one of those situations where it looked like it was happening to someone else and you were just watching it. It was like a 16bit projector playing everything on an old reel. Sadly though, it was happening in real time, and he couldn't exactly avoid it. Another thing he had noticed was the fact that there were no other people on the island, it was just them...nineteen students.

"Huh...why nineteen? There were eighteen chairs, at least...that's what that pink haired kid said. Why would there be nineteen students then?" he muttered to himself.

"Hello!"

"Gah!" Daisuke cried, slamming into the tree. Appearing before him was Usami, the bunny rabbit that had brought them to this island. She let out a scream too, backing away from him.

"Why did you scream? Was Usami a bad girl?"

"Hell yes! You scared the shit out of me! What are you even doing here?"

"I came to encourage you to make friends! This school trip was designed for all of you to get the best out of your school lives!" she said cheerfully.

"Designed? You speak of this as if it were a game...just so you know this isn't some fuckin game. I came to Hope's Peak Academy to see what it was about, not to get brought onto this island!" he said, standing up. He brushed some sand from his jeans, grabbing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

"Aw come on, at least meet everyone else. It wouldn't be nice to greet people using things other than their names." Usami said. He sighed, shaking his head, his black locks falling over his eyes.

"Fine...I suppose it would be ideal to know everyones names...but I'm not gonna be friendly with them." he said.

"Wait, before you forget...you ended up leaving before I explained this to everyone. This is your school identification and handbook. It contains all of the rules and regulations for this Heart Throbbing School Trip! It will also manage your Hope Fragments and student profiles!" she said, handing him the device.

It was a black cellular like device. It was a rather thin one when he looked at it, having a holographic screen of sorts. He turned it over, seeing the crest of Hope's Peak Academy on it. He noticed it had a camera lens above the crest, and it looked like it got very good pictures too. When he pressed the button on the side it beeped loudly, the screen coming to life. Written on it was his name, Daisuke Del Rio. He saw some apps on the home screen, as well as various other things.

"Is this a cellphone?"

"Nope! It's an ehandbook, an essential tool for all Hope's Peak Academy students! You can use it to take pictures, look at your student profiles and Hope Fragments and you even get a very special virtual pet! There's also a map of the entire island, so do look at it if you get lost." she said cheerfully.

"Heh...thanks I guess. Time to face the music, as they say." he muttered, not even bothering to say goodbye to the rabbit.

After messing with a few other apps, and looking at the camera, Daisuke pressed the Regulations app on the handbook, opening up the small list of rules. His eyes fell over the words, reading them out loud.

"Rule 1: Extreme Violence is prohibited on this island. Please live a peaceful life with your fellow students.

Rule 2: Be considerate of each other and collect the Hope Fragments. You must all work together to achieve this goal.

Rule 3: Remember to pick up after yourself. Let us live on this island together and enjoy its bountiful beauty in "Mutual Prosperity"

Rule 4: The lead teacher will not be allowed to interfere with the students unless a rule is broken.

More rules shall be added at the headmaster's discretion. What kinda crackpot rules are these? It's like we're in fucking Kindergarten." He muttered to himself. He turned the device off and shoved it in his pocket, making his way to the first point of interest.

Usami Ranch was a small ranch located a few city blocks from the bridge. There was a large red barn tucked in the back of the ranch, with a thatched roof, which was black in color. The second floor window was open, and a few bails of hay could be seen resting inside. There was a lot of bright green grass all over the lot, along with a few animals.

There was a lone chicken pecking the ground, most likely trying to find something to eat. At the very back of the ranch was a large black and white cow. It was lazily eating some grass, blinking rather slowly as it looked around. Its tail was flicking back and forth, swiping at the flies that tried to land on it. There was also a macaw for some reason, something that didn't really make sense for him. He figured, since it was an island, it needed some sort of tropical animal.

He noticed the girl in the Kimono was there, eyeing the ground rather closely. He didn't exactly know what she was doing, but she was kneeling on the grass, a grin on her face as she twisted her finger into the soil. He blinked a few times before he looked to the other side of the ranch.

The brown haired girl from before was standing there. She was rather tall, with light brown skin and vibrant blue eyes. She wore a white shirt, barely keeping her chest from bouncing out, along with a crimson skirt. She wore a pair of white shoes and short white socks. She had a rather pensive look on her face as she stared at the cow on the other side of the ranch. Choosing her first, he decided to introduce himself.

"Hello, having trouble with something?"

"Hmm? How do you figure?" she asked, earning a deadpanned look from the boy.

"Uh...it's written on your face. You're thinking about something rather hard, perhaps I can help?" he asked.

"Why am I even offering my help to her? I don't even know her. Ugh...I am such a nice person." he thought to himself. She let out a chuckle, her face splitting into a grin.

"I could use all the help I could get in fact. Names Akane Owari by the way, I'm the Ultimate Gymnast!" she said.

"Daisuke Del Rio, I'm the Ultimate Story Teller." he said. His handbook beeped, and he pulled it out, swiping the screen. The girl's profile lit up, adding her information to it.

"Huh...says here that you are famous for your outlandish gymnastics routines. People say it's more akin to parkour than gymnastics."

"Yeah, I'm a rather wild spirit. I owe it all to this annoying old man who kept pushing me to try my hardest. He saw that I had potential and wouldn't piss off. So I joined a couple tournaments and here I am!" she said cheerfully.

"A free spirit huh? I don't know about that, that could be a double edged sword." he thought to himself, looking the girl over. She caught his gaze, looking at her chest.

"They're huge right? They tend to get in the way a lot...hey maybe if you help me kill this cow, I'll let ya touch em!"

"What? Who said anything about killing this cow?" he cried.

"Well, that's what I was thinking about. I got really hungry not long ago, and figured I could make a rib roast if I killed the cow. Then I started thinking about everything else, sirloin steak, steak tips, did I mention steak?" she asked, mouth watering a bit.

"Yes, you mentioned steak...but now that I think about the rules um...you know violence isn't allowed. I'm pretty sure that includes animal violence, so you can't kill that cow." He said, glancing at the animal who was eating grass.

"Nah, I asked Usami already...she said it was totally fine. She could turn the other chicken into a cow whenever we needed it." she said happily.

"What the fuck...you know what...no...I think I've learned enough about you. Um...good luck killing that cow, these jeans are new so I don't feel like getting blood on them." he said.

"Aw...that's fine too...but if you change your mind, I'll be right here!" she said.

"Update: Hope Fragment Received!"

He glanced at his handbook, seeing a blue crystal flashing next to Akane's profile. He clicked on it, opening the entire file seeing all of the information that was added. It now contained her name, hair and eye color, height, weight and various other things. At the corner of her picture was a star of sorts, with a single blue crystal on it. It looked like a six point star, which had to be filled in.

"Huh, so these Hope Fragments are obtained by meeting and getting to know people. That's a stupid mechanic...well I guess I got no choice. If I collect all of them I might be able to get out of this hellhole." he thought to himself. His eyes fell back on the girl from before, who had a look of disappointment on her face. He sighed, biting the metaphorical bullet.

"Is something wrong miss?" he asked, crossing his arms, vague interest on his face. She looked up at him, an unreadable look on her face.

Daisuke couldn't help but blush a bit. She had a cute face, light colored skin with no blemishes at all. Her golden eyes seemed to sparkle in the bright sunlight. She had a small sneer on her face, her lips twitching into a smile.

"You are such a pervert, I bet you're having sexy thoughts about my body!" she said.

"Huh? Hey fuck you! I would never think that shit, do you actually think I could fall in love with a twelve year old? I don't wanna get arrested!" he said. Her eyes widened with shock.

"Twelve? Twelve? I am not fucking twelve! Just so you know I am fifteen years old! I may look young but that's because of my special charm! So you better show me respect assface!"

"Well this is going swimmingly." Daisuke thought to himself, as he rubbed his neck in embarrassment.

"Listen, I'm sorry. I just wanna get your name so I could be on my way, none of this school trip making friends bullshit is sitting well with me. So if I must, my name is Daisuke Del Rio. I'm the Ultimate Story Teller." he said, holding his hand out. She looked it for a few seconds, wrapping her own small hand around his own, shaking it slightly.

"I suppose we should share our names. I'm Hiyoko Saionji, the Ultimate Traditional Dancer." she said. His handbook beeped and he looked at the screen, clicking on her profile. His eyes fell over all of her stats, and he bit back a chuckle.

"4 foot 7, she's fucking short as all hell."

"Hey, I have a question...are you that boy that released that short story on YouTube? The one about the scary monster that came out of the woods?" She asked.

"Huh? Oh, you heard that...yes that was me. I was inspired a bit by those internet Creepypastas so I felt the need to write my own. Did you like it?" he asked.

"Like it, I loved it! I scared the living shit out of my roommates back in my old school with it. You should have seen the looks on their faces, one girl even pissed herself, it was so hilarious!" she said, a grin on her face.

"Well, aren't you a breath of fresh air. Do you like making people suffer?"

"Hmm? Only those that piss me off...people need to suffer the consequences of their actions after all. Not everyone likes nails being shoved in their foot when they try to put on their shoes in the morning!" she said.

"That...sounded strangely personal...did that actually happen to her? Who the fuck does that to people?"

"Hey hey, would you like to crush some Mr. Ants with me? They make this really awesome noise if you press the right spot."

"You're a fucking sadist! I feel bad for those little ants." he said, backing away from her. She pursed her lips, shaking her head.

"You aren't any fun...hey, hey why are your wrists bandaged?" she asked curiously. Getting a bit defensive, the boy turned around.

"That's none of your damn business. I think I'm done here, have fun killing ants." he said, storming out of the ranch. Hiyoko just stood there, a frown on her face.

"What a prick...oh well, there are more ants for me to squish here!" she said, giggling a bit as she walked over to the nearest ant hill. She continued crushing them with glee, trying not to focus on the conversation she had just had with the rather strange boy.