A/N: Well...this is it, ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, I present you the final chapter of the School Life of Mutual Killing. It took a long time for me to make this, three days total. 65 pages of pure Danganronpa at it's finest. You'll get answers to all your questions, and questions to all your new questions, you'll meet new characters and see just what everyone is about to face, the finale is here, and it's big. 42 pages of this alone compose the class trial. This has been long in the making, and I hope you all like it. and if you don't, well...i don't know what to tell you. Hopefully, I did the series justice with my take on the narrative, and I hope you all loved it.

Now that this is the end however, I will be focusing a bit more on the prequel, The End of Hope's Peak Academy. This will not be the end of Yuno and his rag tag team of survivors, oh no, they will be back in the near future. Danganronpa Another Episode Ultimate Despair Sisters will start soon, and will entirely from the Point of view of Yukki Maizono, Kotoko Utsugi and Akira Tetsujima, two sisters and the one who will not only protect them, but lead them back to their siblings who are waiting in the Remnants of Hope Headquarters. I don't know when this story will start or when it will even be posted, but keep your eye on it, as it will lead into the sequel of the series, The School Trip of Mutual Killing: Welcome to Dangan Island. This story will be within the Neo World Program, on Jabberwock Island. It took me awhile to decide, whether I wanted Hajime Hinata to be the main character, but I decided to make it a story told from Hiyoko's point of view, as she makes it through the Program, and her own despair filled Killing game, along with Daisuke and the rest of Class 77, most of them being oblivious to everything happening around them. It will be a high stakes game of Hope and Despair, and it will not be exactly as they planned, far from it in fact.

I have my plate full it seems, with this series alone, but I will work hard to bring you the same quality content that you all despairingly need. And I assure you, the sequels will be better than the first one. And if you want to read another really good Danganronpa story, be sure to check out Danganronpa, the Spirit of Vengeance, written by Code-Emperor07. I had the privilege of reading this story before it was posted, and let me tell you, it was an amazing read all the way to the end. The story only has one chapter at the moment, but please do check it out, it will be worth your time, I promise.

I would like to thank everyone who reviewed my story, both parts of them and submitted oc's to it. It's thanks to all of you that this story got as good as it did, without you i wouldn't have had the motivation to write it, so this is yours as much as it's mine, so please give yourselves a pat on the back, you all deserve it.

And now, with all of that out of the way, I present you the final chapter of The School Life of Mutual Killing. Leave a review telling me how I did, and honestly, Thank you guys, for being there and reading this story from beginning to end.

Update: 7/2/17: Chapter 6 Act 2 has been edited and re uploaded. This contains various grammar fixes and continuity fixes. It also includes some added content during the class trials, as well as some other added things.

Danganronpa

The School Life of Mutual Killing

Chapter 6

Act 2

Goodbye Academy of Despair

The doors to the elevator opened up, revealing the Class Court Room. It had changed once more, now bearing it's original décor. With a nod, Yuno lead everyone into the room, all of them taking their stands. The portraits of the deceased were placed all around them, as if mocking them for making it this far, though Yuno felt relieved at their presence. He could feel their hope within himself, and he knew he wasn't going to let them down. Monokuma stood up from his seat, clapping his hands.

"Alright then, this is it students of Hope's Peak Academy. An all or nothing class trial of all class trials. If you can solve the mystery of Hope's Peak Academy, and solve the murder of one Mukuro Ikusaba, then you all get to go free. However, if you don't, then all of you will face your punishment. Since this is the final trial, I will be taking part as well." Monokuma said.

He took Ryouko's stand, forcing the girl to go into one of the other stands, ironically enough it had been the one belonging to Junko Enoshima, though Yuno felt that was the bear's intention.

"Okay then, since this is the class trial and you'll be participating, then I'm sure you won't mind answering our questions. Let's get to it, who the hell is controlling you?" Byakuya snapped, pointing at the bear.

"Ah, short, sweet and to the point. I like that, but I was expecting one of the others to get to it first." he replied.

"I am merely taking the leading role in this case, at least for now." the man said.

"I think he should answer the question, especially because all of you are involved with the mastermind." Leon snapped, looking at everyone in the room.

"What? That's a bullshit lie man." Makoto said.

"Oh yeah, then why are you all in this picture, but I'm not in it?" he asked.

He was holding up a picture, showing everyone that had been killed, along with those still alive. The picture had been taken in the gym, during a dodgeball game, and Leon had been the only one that hadn't been in it.

"Hey, don't start spewing crap, after all you could be in bed with the mastermind too, I'm not in the picture I was given." Hina replied.

"Guys, calm down. It's obvious the pictures are just being used so we can all be against each other. That's why he gave them to us in the first place." Yuno said.

"Are you sure about that man? It seems highly suspicious." Leon said.

"I'm positive. Remember the Whack-a-Mole motive? It was the same thing, he wanted us to be at each others throats. It's obvious that these pictures are for that purpose." the purple haired teen replied.

"That does make a lot of sense. That's the reason I didn't bring mine, I smelled it a mile away." Kyoko said, her face calm and collected.

"So, even you caught on to it...though...I'd like to do something, could I see everyone's pictures? I want to check something out first." Yuno said. Everyone nodded, passing the pictures to him.

"Okay then, since these pictures are obviously fake, we can discern that they hold no meaning to us whatsoever. So get on with the point, why are we all trapped in this academy? Why we're there only eighteen students when we all walked through those gates three months ago?" Sayaka asked.

"Well, clearly you missed the point. How can you say that those pictures are fake? Just because you don't remember them doesn't mean that they aren't real." Monokuma said.

"What does that even mean?" Mikan snapped, glaring at the bear.

"Jeez, how can you be so dense. Did this year just whiz by you or something?"

"Year? No, it couldn't have been a year, we've been here a few weeks, three months at most, no way it's been a year." Makoto said.

"Hmm...very interesting, I've found something very interesting about these pictures, something that's the same in each one. Why don't you take a look at them Makoto and tell me what you see afterwards?" Yuno asked, handing him the pictures.

"Guys, we can't spend our times pouring over some fake pictures. We need to stay on topic. Answer our question Monokuma, you are totally pulling our leg about us being here for a year right? Because that sounds totally asinine." Hina said.

"No it doesn't. The pictures are real...me, Makoto, Sayaka and Kyoko found a memory card in the Headmaster's personal bedroom, and it had a video file on it. I don't know when it was taken, but I can assure you that the video is 100% legit." Yuno said, holding up the memory card that had been fried.

"So, you are saying that there's a correlation between the pictures and the video? And that makes them real?" Byakuya asked.

"Indeed, none of us remember meeting the headmaster, and none of us remember taking these pictures. All of us have met in the past, and the reason that we don't remember any of it is because all of us are suffering from Amnesia." he said.

"Are you serious? That can't be possible...none of us are showing the typical signs of it." Mikan said.

"Trust me, we are all suffering from it. All of us started getting fragmented memories back throughout the course of our time here, useless insignificant memories, but all of them were the same, fragments of our school life. In the video we agreed to stay locked in the academy for the rest of our lives. If you add amnesia to the mix, then what happened to all of us is nothing short of a tragedy." He said.

"He's telling the truth. Me and Sayaka found old school stuff in the locker room on the second floor dormitory. We found notes written by some guy named Yasuhiro Hagakure, as well as this notebook. It talks about turning the school into a shelter, and I'm certain this was all written by Kyoko." Makoto said, holding the notebook up so they could all see.

"But, we haven't had classes, how can there be school stuff?" Leon asked.

"It ties in with what Yuno said, we all have amnesia. Kyoko, this is your handwriting correct?" Makoto asked.

"That is indeed my handwriting, but I have no recollection of writing it...I see...so that is the case." she said firmly.

"And, in the video you found, where we talk to the Headmaster, what exactly did we say?" Taeko asked curiously.

"We were agreeing to spend the rest of our lives here. It didn't look forced either, we were all for it. I could tell by the expression on our faces and the tone of our voices." Makoto replied firmly.

"Is he saying the truth Monokuma? Are we all suffering from Amnesia?" Byakuya asked firmly.

"Correctamundo! One point to the Ultimate Private Investigator for figuring out the obvious. Man, that was the biggest most obvious clue there was, how was it that it took you this long to figure it out?" Monokuma asked.

"Oh trust me, I knew I had amnesia from day one. After all my most important memories were the ones that were taken...my memories of Kyoko, of Kotoko and most importantly of my father, the Headmaster of this Academy. Those memories were robbed from me, the same way that Ryouko's memories were taken, by using the equipment in the Neuroscience Lab." he said, slamming his fist on his stand.

"But we've never even been there, how can you be so sure about it?" Leon asked.

"If so which memories were removed exactly?" Byakuya added, arms crossed looking indignantly at the monochrome bear.

"Ryouko's diary holds all the answers. She was held captive there and had her mind wiped every single day until she was brought into this cage we called home. That's why she wrote something new every day, because she didn't remember the last thing she had done. However when Hiyoko Saionji killed the one responsible, one Akihiko Shouji, the mastermind had no choice but to put her into the game. And she took the role of the Nineteenth student, but in fact, she wasn't a new student at all." Yuno said firmly.

"Whoa, hold your horses, while it's true that all of your memories were taken from you, you are straying way to far from our main objective. You still have to find who killed Mukuro Ikusaba." the monochrome bear snapped.

"Nice way to keep us on track, but everything is starting to fit together." Taeko said, a smirk on her face.

"Okay then, let's move onto the murder. The body that we found in the Botanic Garden was dressed to look like Mukuro Ikusaba, but that's what we all believed, because we had never met her. The truth of the matter was that it wasn't Mukuro Ikusaba at all. The body showed no signs of it being her. None of the things in the Monokuma file lead me to believe that it was her, and while she was the Ultimate Soldier, a member of the Mercenary group Fenrir, her hands were free of this mark." Kyoko said firmly.

"Another thing I would like to add, when I saw the morgue up in the Biology Lab, seven of the freezers were active, but eight of us had died at this point. So one of those bodies was reused, the scars and wounds on said body matched the ones that Mondo left on Junko when she was murdered. Another thing I would like to say, my attacker was wearing a mask the night they tried to kill me, but I was able to see their hand perfectly, and I didn't see any tattoos either. Her breast size also didn't match that of Mukuro Ikusaba, so I'm willing to say that it was the mastermind who attacked me that night." Makoto said.

He handed the pictures back to Yuno, who placed them in his pocket for the time being.

"So...are you saying that Mukuro Ikusaba was already dead at this point?" Hina asked.

"No, in fact Mukuro Ikusaba is very much alive. Which also ties in to our amnesia, and why we can't remember what she looked like or that she was part of Fenrir. There is one of us in this room who has that tattoo, and she's standing right there." Yuno said, pointing at Ryouko. She furrowed her brows, looking at her hand.

"You mean...this tattoo right?" she asked, flashing the back of her hand to everyone.

"Oh god, Ryouko is part of a mercenary group, she was brought in to kill us all!" Leon exclaimed, causing Taeko to slap him.

"Quiet! We don't need someone to start spewing conspiracies like Nick used to do." she said. Hina glared at her, causing the Gambler to give her one of her famous smiles.

"My apologies Hina, I didn't mean to disrespect."

"It's alright...I forgive you."

"Stay on topic. Are you suggesting that the mastermind not only erased our minds, but also snuck Mukuro Ikusaba into the academy in the guise of Ryouko Otonashi? That makes no sense, why would they do that?" Byakuya said.

"Because it was a means to an end. Don't you see, there is a reason why the mastermind did what they did. Yuno was right, the pictures all have one thing in common. While we were looking at the video file, Monokuma pulled the plug when it showed one particular student. A person that we all thought was dead, one who's face couldn't be seen in any one of the pictures that we were given, a person who we would never think was the mastermind. She gave us all a motive, something that got Bryce to start this whole killing game, and in the end, it was Mondo who supposedly killed her, but not before she switched places with another victim. The mastermind of this School Life of Mutual Killing is none other than Junko Enoshima." Makoto snapped, making everyone gasp.

"What? That is a very bold accusation there my boy. Are you sure you aren't off your rocker?" Monokuma asked.

"It isn't a bold accusation. He's right, twice now you've stopped me from seeing her face, when we were looking at that video file, and on these goddamn pictures." Yuno cried, throwing them onto the ground in the center of the court room. He slammed his fist against the stand, glaring at the bear.

"You did all of this, put us through this hell and had us kill our friends, you took our memories and messed with Mukuro's body in the worst way possible. Now you have the balls to stand there and deny it?" he shouted angrily.

"Of course, with our amnesia, an impostor would have had it made. We weren't in a position to know what the real Junko Enoshima looked like. That means the one we met truly was Mukuro Ikusaba, who was turned into Ryouko Otonashi, but for what purpose?" Byakuya asked curiously, looking at the redheaded girl.

"Hell if I know, I have no idea what's going on, but I do have memories of a few things in my past. I remember my younger sister having that name." she said firmly.

"The Jig is up, so stop hiding already. Face us you coward!" Makoto cried, pointing at Monokuma.

"Grr, a coward me? I'll have you know that word isn't in my vocabulary!" the bear said firmly, before falling limp.

"Bravo, it seems playing dead is your only strong suit." Byakuya said, a smirk on his face.

"You've lost, so admit defeat!" Kyoko said firmly.

"Admit defeat? Oh ho ho, not yet!" the bear exclaimed.

Everyone froze as the room started filling with smoke, shielding them from seeing Monokuma. Yuno could feel Sayaka's firm hold on his hand, her eyes not moving from where she was staring. All at once, the smoke disappeared, revealing the woman they all thought dead, the mastermind of the School Life of Mutual Killing, Junko Enoshima, the real Junko Enoshima.

"Oh bravo, how long I've waited for minds of your caliber to come along!" she exclaimed, her voice having a British accent. Yuno grit his teeth, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"So I was right all along." he muttered dryly.

He had pieced everything together while he was in the Headmaster's office, but now that he was seeing the truth in front of him, he was having a hard time understanding it.

"A fairly common plot twist. Fraternal twins, you see, me and Mukuro are two sides of the same coin, you could say. One was fairly boring, strong willed and skillful in her chosen art, the other, cunning, cunning and extremely beautiful." she said, her voice taking a dark tone.

"That's it...the two despairs...twin sisters." Makoto said, sweat trickling down the side of his face.

Mikan was gripping his arm tightly, tears streaming down her face. Leon stood stock still, unable to believe what he was seeing. Taeko kept a calm visage on her face, though it was clear her struggle to keep it was taking it's toll on her. Byakuya glared at the young woman, more questions appearing on his mind than anything.

Hina took a step back, breathing hard. Ryouko however was indifferent, as she looked at the young woman. Everything was slowly coming back to her, and her rage and fury had finally returned, making her clench her hand.

"Sister." she muttered bitterly.

"Hello there Mukuro. It's good to see the pawn still lives, though I had high hopes that you would end up turning into someones pin cushion." Junko cried, breaking into a loud laughter.

This was her, the Ultimate Despair. Her laughter echoed through the court room, hitting their ear drums, and filling them with nothing but fear and confusion, and despair, so much despair.

"Are you done laughing you bitch? Because I don't find this funny, not a single fucking bit!" Yuno snapped, causing the woman to stop.

"Well, it seems that attitude of yours is coming back. Perhaps I wasn't thorough enough." she replied, tugging a strand of her hair.

"You and Ikusaba are...sisters...then why." Byakuya asked, getting her attention.

"Why what?"

"Why did you do this to her? She looks nothing like her profile picture, she's a completely different person. Not only that you had her almost get killed, does family mean nothing to you?" he asked.

"Pfft, you are funny. You wanna know why I did that? Because Mukuro Ikusaba was a pawn, a little chess piece on the chessboard that was the School Life of Mutual Killing, and like all pawns, she outlived her usefulness. Once she was outta the game, all she did was piss me off, so I had her shipped over to the lab and gave her a rocking body, now she'll surely get a boyfriend, maybe get herself laid." Junko replied, breaking into laughter once more.

"You...how dare you do this to me? I don't remember anything about you and yet, I feel all this pent up anger. I have nothing but love for you sister, and yet you deny me that?" Ryouko cried out through grit teeth.

"Please? All of the love in the world wouldn't make me see you in a new light. You were nothing but a pawn, from the moment you were born, to everything that we did together. Matter of fact, you weren't even a good Ultimate Despair, always relying on me. Please...you are nothing more than a useless tool." she replied.

"Hey that's enough. There's no need for you to treat her like that." Makoto snapped, earning an eyeroll from the Fashionista.

"Okay, then I pose a new question, how were you able to pull this off?" Kyoko asked. Junko smirked, placing a pair of glasses on and clearing her throat, as her Teacher Persona took over.

"For this plan to work out like a well oiled machine, we needed someone to stay behind the scenes. Someone to control Monokuma and keep an eye on all of you, the proverbial mastermind if you will. But after conducting my preliminary analysis, I was able to determine that Mukuro wasn't apt to handle the job. You see, she was the weaker minded of the two, the type of person who needed reassurance, the one who would instantly jump at the chance to join a mercenary group. Her personality was Super Duper Boring, Super Duper Yucky, Super Duper Gross. My personality on the other hand, my Personality was Fun, Loving and amazingly popular. I couldn't let it fall into obscurity." she said firmly.

"Uh...what the hell?" Leon muttered, confused by the girl's chance of attitude.

"So you switched places?" Kyoko asked, earning a nod from the strawberry blonde.

"Indeed. You see, Mukuro tended to behave like a supporting character, and in RPGs, it's always the supporting character that dies early on. So it made sense to make it that way, but I had another plan for her, and so while Mondo stabbed her in the hallway, I had a body double take her place. That was the person that he ended up killing, while sweet little Mukuro lived another day. However, I realized another thing, I should have let her die. Suffice it to say, the wretch over stayed her welcome." she said, finishing her monologue.

"You mean to tell me, you tried to killed her off, to please your viewers? Not only that, but you switched her with someone else? Who the hell did Mondo kill?" Makoto asked. Junko snapped her fingers, and an image appeared on screen.

It was of a young woman, with long honey blonde hair, reaching down to her waist. She was wearing the Hope's Peak Academy Uniform, and had a bright smile on her face. Her hazel eyes seemed to be full of light and hope. She had light creamy skin, free of blemishes, and was wearing a bit of eyeliner to make her eyes stand out more. Overall, she was very beautiful, but what was alarming was her resemblance to the Ultimate Fashionista.

"This young woman here was our cousin, Serenity Enoshima. She was an up and coming student here in Hope's Peak Academy, having earned the title of Ultimate Make-up Artist. She was responsible for making moi presentable every morning. However, when I tried turning her onto my side, she outright refused me. She didn't see things my way and went as far as tell someone about it, a beautiful young woman named Yuriko Kirigiri, ring any bells?" she asked.

"No...no it can't be." Yuno said.

"Yes, with this knowledge, Yuriko was going to tell the Headmaster of this fine institution, and that would have brought our plan down, so she had to be...um...silenced if you will, and what better way than to use my pawns over at the Reserve Course? They turned her into a pinata, and a pin cushion. A real shame that she was lost to us, but I couldn't take any chances. As for my sweet little cousin, she was kept as a captive until the time was right. She was tossed into the bedroom without even knowing what was going to happen and Mondo silenced her. Poor bastard, he didn't even know he had killed his girlfriend, and he never will." she said, giving Yuno a wink.

"How could you? You did this to your sister, your cousin, and you had an innocent woman killed for no reason? How can you not be bothered by any of it?" Makoto snapped.

"Oh, silly me. I think we all forgot what this academy was all about." Junko said, adopting a cute look. She balled her hands, bringing them close to her face.

"This academy was created to celebrate despair not honor family ties! When you think about it, from the second we are born, crying and wailing were are gifted with nothing but suffering and death. In other words, Murder is nothing more than a euphemism for what we are going to face, so what does it matter how we get there?" she asked, going back to her crazy persona.

All of these personality changes were starting to piss Yuno off, but he kept his calm. He wiped his tears away, taking a deep breath.

"Enough, I could careless about sibling rivalries and your family members." Byakuya said, clearly annoyed.

"I don't understand this at all. I know it has something to do with our amnesia, but I can't link the pieces up." Hina said.

"Yeah well, when you put it that way, loosing your memories is a blessing in disguise." Junko said, now in her depressed persona.

"Uh, no it isn't. I don't agree with this." Leon snapped.

"Hmm, well maybe this will jog your memory. Feast your eyes on this!" Junko cried, snapping her fingers.

The screens behind her shifted to live footage, showing several monuments and historical places. The Eiffel Tower, the Washington Monument, the Sphinx, and the Statue of Liberty, all bearing the face of Monokuma. Everyone was slacked jawed at what they were seeing. The scene shifted, showing a large Monokuma punching a building, down on the streets everyone was running around, destroying everything in sight, all of them wearing Monokuma helmets.

"All of you have been begging and bitching to be let go and see the outside world. Well as the saying goes, be careful what you wish for!" Junko cried, breaking into laughter once more.

"What is this?" Taeko asked, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Gah, I can't wrap my head around this, this all makes no sense!" Leon snapped.

"This isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real." Sayaka cried, chanting that over and over while holding onto Yuno's hand.

"Yeah well, a more appropriate term for this would be, Post Apocalyptic Hellscape." Depressed Junko said, tugging at a strand of hair.

"This is it...the Most Despair Inducing Event in all of Human History." Yuno said, not tearing his eyes from the screen.

"What? You recognize this?" Mikan asked, earning a nod from Yuno.

"It's all...coming back to me now. It all started after the Tragedy of Hope's Peak Academy, after my mother's death and the mass suicide of the Reserve Course. The rioting broke out of the academy, and soon enough, the normal people were attacking the privileged, the rich, anyone with talent. A lot of people got caught in the middle of it, and soon enough, everyone started mass-rioting. The Governments toppled over, and the people were left scattered. People waged war for the sake of waging war, it had no purpose. The world that was left behind turned into this, almost overnight. It was horrible, the death...so much death." He said, eyes wide.

"This is ridiculous. It makes no sense at all." Byakuya snapped angrily.

"Ridiculous? We have tons of ridiculous, tragic comedy after tragic comedy, just pick something to focus on. The Togami Conglomerate for example." Junko said, looking right at the young man.

"What...what are you getting at?"

"You silly goose, I'm talking about what happened to your people." Cute Junko said, snapping her fingers. The footage was replaced with a crude multiple choice quiz.

"What Happened to the Togami Family?"

All of the answers were the same, the Togami Family all Perished. An answer was finally picked and Junko clapped her hands.

"That's right, all of them died! The deaths of the Togami family and anyone associated with them is confirmed!" she exclaimed.

"That's impossible. The name Togami strikes fear into everyone's hearts, we are the Alpha and the Omega!" he cried.

"Well the Omega happened a year ago, your homies are nothing but piles of ash and bone, so suck it!" Junko cried loudly.

"What? That makes no sense. We've only been here for three months, this couldn't have happened in such a short amount of time. I remember everything was fine when I walked through those gates. Granted our memories are gone, but if it was the hellscape that you say it is, we'd have known." Makoto said.

"Are you sure about that? Think about it long and hard!" Junko said, clutching her Monokuma plush tightly in her arms.

"Stop messing around, we only set foot in this academy a few weeks ago. Give it to us straight." Hina said.

"Time is relevant after all, I can't believe three years escaped you all so easily." She said.

"Of course, there's only one answer to that, the very obvious one that we've been discussing for the last few minutes." Ryouko said, looking at Makoto and Yuno.

"You don't mean, amnesia right? But it doesn't make sense." Makoto said.

"No...it perfectly does. We don't have normal amnesia, our memories were taken from us, let's just say we didn't get a few months worth of memories taken, what if we had three years worth of memories taken? Even worse, me and Kyoko had all of our memories taken, hers completely while I had fabricated ones about who I was. It's entirely possible this is what truly happened." Yuno said.

"It can't be...this isn't happening!" Sayaka cried, tears running down her cheeks. Yuno hugged her tightly, kissing her forehead.

"Three years...we had three years taken from us?" Taeko said, her poker face finally breaking. She was scared again, a feeling that she hated wholeheartedly.

"Upupupupu! That's right, three long years had went away like that, poof. All ashes scattered in the wind!" Junko said, imitating Monokuma's voice.

"Three whole years of our lives gone!" Makoto said.

"Which means the people we thought were perfect strangers were actually, our friends." Kyoko added.

"Everyone of us...we knew each other, and yet we just...murdered one another. Everyone we knew, all of the ones we lost...they were...Jesus Christ up in heaven." Leon muttered, looking down at the ground.

"Kinda takes the phrase, killing each other off to a whole new level of damn! To think, the first year was nothing short of hopeful, we all laughed and joked around, until I was called away to a fashion shoot. Once I returned, our second year had started, and it only took one year for hope to dissipate. Hope's Peak Academy wasn't spared from this tragedy either, 99% of the Student Body perished, horribly." Junko said.

"Which makes you the last of your graduating class, what a bummer right?" Depressed Junko finished.

"Even...even if all of the students died, there still is something that doesn't make sense. Mikan is part of class 77, everyone here aside from me, class 78, and Bryce and Nick, part of class 79. Those three classes, they hold a significance for you, so you had to have members of them in this academy from the get go, for sentimentality reasons." Yuno said.

"Hmm, you are correct. While 99% of the alumni perished horribly, three classes managed to survive, Class 77B who are my most prized pawns, responsible of making my world filled with despair a reality, and the class that Mikan Tsumiki belongs to. In fact, she was the first to fall into my own mentality." Teacher Junko said, looking at the nurse.

"What? I don't remember any of this? I would never willingly kill anyone, and I would never fall to despair to the likes of you." Mikan snapped angrily.

"Ah, but you did. Sweet little Mikan, no one loved you, not even your so called boyfriend, the one who saved you from your bullies. You grew concerned over your missing friend, and that lead you to me. I turned you into my puppet. Eyes on the screen please." she said, snapping her fingers.

The pictures of Class 77B appeared on screen, all of them having crimson eyes. Their names bore into their minds, especially Yuno's. He saw two familiar ones, Daisuke Del Rio, and Hiyoko Saionji, twisted expressions were on their faces, their eyes glowing crimson.

"Everyone, meet your upperclassmen, the ones responsible for killing everyone in Hope's Peak Academy. Young minds filled with hopes and dreams, all of them gathered by the academy for their amazing talents, talents that I put to use. The Monokuma bots that are tearing cities apart and polluting the air, created by Kazuichi Souda, the Ultimate Mechanic. The food that's poisoning millions as we speak, cooked by Teruteru Hanamura, the Ultimate Chef. Who destroyed her own country while forcing her rule all over the world? Sonia Nevermind, the Ultimate Princess.

Who attracted people to them using their dance skills and musical abilities? Hiyoko Saionji and Ibuki Mioda. Oh, and my favorite pawn of them all, the one who called himself the leader of Ultimate Despair, the one who turned 267 Reserve Course students into Despair. The one responsible for kick starting the Parade and getting dear old Yuno's mommy killed. Daisuke Del Rio, the Ultimate Story Teller. He's also the author and creator of the very game you are playing right now." She said, a grin on her face.

"What...what do you mean by that?" Yuno asked, earning a giggle from her. She tossed a book to him, one named Distrust.

"Skim through it, you'll be surprised. But you see now, all of them are Ultimate Despair, through and through, and it was thanks to you, Mikan Tsumiki, that they became this way, it was you that lead her to her death. It was her death that turned you all into Despair loving monsters. Pat yourself on the back...it is a great accomplishment." Junko said, clapping her hands. Yuno flipped through the book, seeing a bunch of highlighted areas. His eyes widened in shock.

"She's right...Daisuke did create this game...he wrote about it in this book...even the part where the class rep gets betrayed by someone."

"Indeed, and that someone was you Mikan, congratulations! You got Chiaki Nanami permanently derezzed from this world. You could say she ran out of lives during her execution!" Junko said cheerfully.

"NO...it isn't possible...I would never...I would never betray my friends!" Mikan cried, tears running down her face. Makoto hugged her tightly, glaring at Junko.

"That's enough, stop twisting our minds. There is no way Sixteen kids were able to destroy the world, not in that short amount of time!" He said.

"Ah, I knew you would doubt me. It is true, they had a hand in it all, but they didn't fully destroy the world. They destroyed the academy, killing those who sought out their own place among the alumni. It's sort of ironic, the Academy of Hope, plunged into Despair by it's own students...I'm sure I read it in a book somewhere." she said, a smirk on her face.

"What of my classmates? Those belonging to Class 79 of Hope's Peak Academy?" Yuno asked. Junko turned to him her face glowering with anger.

"Those wretches did nothing. As soon as they saw the world turn to shit, they high tailed it outta here and hid, for an entire year inside a bunker. Such pussies, they didn't deserve title of Ultimate Students, not when they were supposed to fight for hope. But at least all of them didn't hide, four of them fell into despair, two of them are dead currently, take a guess at which one of them was the closest to all of you?" she asked, glaring right at Bryce's portrait.

"This is madness!" Leon said softly.

"Nope, this is Sparta!" Junko cried, giggling to herself like a school girl.

"Nothing makes sense...nothing is...it's hopeless." Sayaka muttered.

"Hey, let's not give up just yet! We can't afford to lose, not now, not when we have made it this far!" Yuno said firmly.

"I agree with him, even though it looks rough...we have to pull through!" Makoto added.

"So, Class 77B who plunged the world into Despair, and Class 79 who ran and hid when everything went to shit. All of them don't hold a candle to dear Class 78. Now, lets answer another question, who was it that turned this place into a shelter? Who was it that trapped you all in here, may I have a guess?" Teacher Junko asked.

"It was the guy who previously ran this place. The Headmaster, Jin Kirigiri, he wanted to protect us. He didn't know it would turn into this." Makoto said, slamming his fist against the stand.

"Whoops, his bad. I almost feel sad for the poor oblivious bastard. He didn't know that despair would worm it's way in disguised as two sisters, or that the definition between shelter and prison would bleed into one until it all melted into a mushroom cloud of death and despair." Junko said, once again through Monokuma.

"Stop insulting him! He did nothing but care for all of us, he cared for you! He wanted you to thrive and live through this, but you played him like a fool, and I won't have you insult his memory anymore!" Yuno shouted angrily. Junko smirked, once again in her teacher persona.

"Ah, that reminds me. The ones who decorated the windows and doors with iron, that was all of you. In your delusion and paranoia over everything that was happening, you sealed yourselves in the academy. It was dear old Yuno who drove the truck filled with Iron plates, screws, wrenches and two years worth of food." She said, pushing her glasses up her face.

"No way, we sealed ourselves in? All this time we've been wanting to leave a prison we made?" Leon snapped, clutching his hair tightly in his hands.

"Indeed, once this place was locked up tight, me and Mukuro here begun our plan. The School Life of Mutual Killing was going to be the biggest most despair inducing program the world had ever seen. I even added subtitles to it!" She said cheerfully.

"Stop bringing me into this. It only hurts hearing it from you, the fact that I did this to my own comrades, this disgusts me to my core." Ryouko snapped, spitting at the ground.

"Deny it all you want dear sister, but the truth of the matter is, you had your hand in the smelting pot of despair. You were the one who agreed to it, and you were the one who took part in it. Upupupupupu!"

"So...you kept us alive...you kept us alive to get your sick kicks from watching us die." Hina snapped, glaring at the two sisters. Ryouko lowered her head, looking at the ground.

"Hina, I cannot begin to tell you how sorry I am. Over the last few weeks, my life here has been great, I was treated kindly by all of you...most of you anyway, and I felt like I had genuine friends. But discovering that I had a hand in all of this, in creating your despair, in killing our friends. It pains me, it makes me look like a disgusting animal, and I deserve nothing more than death." Ryouko said.

"Shut the hell up!" Yuno cried out, grabbing everyones attention.

"It may be true that you had something in all of this, but it doesn't matter now. You didn't kill any of our friends, sure people died and that can't be fixed, their lives can't be returned, but you are still my friend. I would die any day of the week if it meant saving your life!" he said firmly.

"Pfft, I am having a hard time believing that you would die for a useless pawn like her." Junko said.

"I took Makoto's execution, surely that answers your question right? No matter the situation, no matter the consequences, I would die for any of my friends, if it means giving up my life for them to live another day, then put me in the guillotine." he said. This only seemed to make her laugh even harder.

"But...why go this far? Why have all of us kill each other?" Makoto asked.

"Well, the outside world, suffice it to say, still has a lot of people who are fighting for a better quality of life. I took it upon myself to squash out that hope, to give them a sense of perspective. I like to see myself as an educator." She said firmly. Makoto nodded to himself, closing his eyes. His eyes snapped open, realization hitting him like a sack of bricks.

"That's it...I get it now, you hijacked the airwaves." he exclaimed.

"Correct, just imagine their wide eyed looks of horror as I shatter their hope to pieces. After all, the students of this academy are supposed to be the future Hope of the world. Reality is a bitter pill to swallow, isn't it? How does it feel? To uncover the mystery? To arrive at the end of the trail and be greeted with nothing but despair?" she asked, looking at everyone, that smirk on her face.

"You...you meant for this to happen. You wanted us to solve this mystery, your entire plan hinged on us discovering the truth." Kyoko said, causing everyone to gasp in realization.

"Cleaver girl! Would you discovering the truth not be consistent with my design as a whole? What better way than to show the world true and utter misery at its finest." Junko replied.

"That is...all kinds of fucked up." Makoto said, only making the young woman laugh.

Everyone just looked down at the ground, their faces twisted into nothing but utter despair. Their hearts were beating, and tears flowed from their eyes, they couldn't believe any of it. It wasn't real, none of it was real, but the more they got into this mystery, the more real it became.

Yuno spared a look at all of his friends, seeing just how full of despair they were, especially Ryouko. Her hair was covering her face, and she was trembling a bit, and breathing hard. He honestly feel sorry for her.

"Guys...I know it looks grim but...we can't just...fall into despair." Yuno said.

"Get real man, look at the world outside. Nothing is alive anymore, nothing we knew is still around, we are all that remains of the previous world." Leon said.

"You got that wrong! There are plenty of people out there, and they are watching this right now. If we fall into despair now, and start accepting the shit that's streaming out of Junko's goddamn mouth, than we are no better than her. We have to stand up and face reality head on! Because if we don't then we are following her plan. Even if we are executed, she will win the game, and we can't afford that!" Yuno cried loudly, startling his friends.

"He's right. We have to stay positive, if we don't...then we'll just play into her hands." Makoto said.

"Who are you working for?" Kyoko said, glaring at Junko, who tilted her head in confusion.

"Beg pardon?"

"I don't buy that two teenage girls orchestrated this entire thing. The tactical genius behind it is beyond understanding. Who are you working for? A crime syndicate? Some rich family?" she asked.

"Multiple choice is it? None of the above I'm afraid. Who I work for is far more...abstract. You see despair spreads through everyone like a plague, that is to say, it spreads geometrically. Once the seeds of despair are deeply rooted in, all fragments of hope are wiped clean, replaced with nothing but beautiful despair." she replied.

"I...I don't believe any of this. You expect us to swallow this bullshit without a shred of evidence?" Makoto shouted, making her laugh. Junko's teacher persona once again took over, pushing her glasses onto her face.

"I hope that isn't your way of calling me a liar." She said.

"I don't give a shit if you are lying. I just don't wanna loose to you, we owe it to the ones who died!" he cried.

"Hmm, a pragmatist are we? Is that how you stay positive? Well, I would love to stay and discuss the finer points of ontology, but it seems time is up!" she said.

"What? Time isn't up, it can't be up!" Yuno cried out.

"Well, we can't stay here and jibber jabber all day now can we. We gotta step up to the plate and vote, and since this is a last vote, there is a last minute rule change. All of you gummy bears will represent Hope, and I'll represent Despair. If even a single vote goes against Hope, all of you will die together like a big happy family." Cute Junko said, pursing her lips.

"Wait, even just one?" Hina asked.

"Of course, I will abstain. It wouldn't be fair to stack the deck." she replied in her Monokuma voice.

"That is way unfair. The vote is totally against us." Leon replied.

"No it isn't. If you think about it, the vote is in our favor, who would want to vote for an execution?" Makoto asked.

"That is true." the baseball star replied.

"Oh, but let me paint you all a picture. If I win, you all die...of old age..your punishment is to live out the rest of your miserable lives trapped within the walls of this academy with little old me!" Junko cried, a grin on her face.

"So...if we lose, we'll have to live here as prisoners for the rest of our lives." Hina said.

"Hell, don't knock it. At least we would still have lives." Ryouko muttered dryly.

"Guys, you can't give up just yet. I know what you are trying to do and I am not falling for it!" Yuno howled, slamming his fists against the stand.

"Well lookie here, we got a rebel. Well we can't risk this ending without a death now can we? So how about another change, if you vote Hope down, two people will die and the rest of you will live. After all, no one paid for the last class trial. I know just the two who will die a gruesome despair filled death." Junko said, pointing at Makoto and Yuno, who shared the same angered look on their face.

"That's right. The two of you will die for your friends to live, isn't that ironic? Yuno saved Makoto, only for the two of them to die together. If I was into yaoi, that would be so totally amazing!" she said, rubbing he breasts, a lewd look on her face.

"A sacrifice? No you can't." Makoto said.

"This is looking very grim for us...and after everything we've done. It all hangs in the balance of our vote." Yuno added firmly.

"What's wrong? Having a hard time believing your friends would take the high road to save their asses?" Junko asked.

"That's not it at all. They wouldn't...guys?" Makoto asked, looking around the room. Everyone was much in the same state, the same despair filled looks on their faces.

"Mikan...please you wouldn't...would you?" he asked softly, placing his hands on his girlfriend's shoulders.

She didn't even look into his eyes, to focused on what she and her class had done to even reply. Yuno was in much the same state, not getting a single reply from Sayaka. It seemed as if Junko had truly and utterly broken them.

"Oh right, I almost forgot! The world outside is completely uninhabitable. In fact, the only thing keeping all of us alive is that Air Purifier on the Third Floor. I'm isometrically connected to it, so if I die, it will cease to work and you'll be forced to leave. Hope's Peak Academy will go out of commission. I did mention the outside world is a place filled with death and pollution right?" Junko said, in her ditzy blonde girl voice.

Yuno grit his teeth. This new discovery really did put a damper on things. They had remained alive for so long, only because of that machine on the third floor. Any one of them chose to side with Junko and they wouldn't just pay the price with their sacrificed, but they would have to leave the academy.

He took a deep breath, taking Sayaka's hand in his own. He gave it a kiss, a smile on his face. Her eyes were glazed over, her face filled with nothing but despair, but that single act seemed to bring a bit of light into them.

"Nice try...but we would never give into your bullshit. I promised my girlfriend we would get married, and in order to do that we have to leave this fucking academy, who gives a shit if it's uninhabitable, we'll fucking find a place to live, even if I have to tear the ground apart and grow plants myself, I will make it happen." he exclaimed.

"Oh right, I almost forgot one little important detail. There is a little surprise that I've been with holding from everyone here, the life of someone I think you both need to know about." she said, snapping her fingers.

The camera feed cut off, showing what looked to be a bedroom. Laying on top of the bed, was a little girl, drawing something in a sketch pad. She stopped drawing briefly to pop a few gummies into her mouth, before continuing with her drawing.

"A...girl? A little girl?" Makoto asked.

"Great, not only are you a fucking murderer, but you also kidnap children? You make me sick." Yuno said.

"Funny thing really, I didn't kidnap this one. I would like you all to meet my little bundle of joy, little Junko Kirigiri." she said, a loving smile on her face.

"Kirigiri?" Sayaka asked quietly.

"Jesus Christ, please don't tell me you and the headmaster...really?" Leon asked.

"As if, I would never sleep with a sleezeball older man. What kind of person do you think I am? No, this little bundle of joy came from a relationship that me and Yuno had, three and a half years ago, just before I left on my fashion show. It was hard to hide it, but when I finally gave birth, the sweet despair I felt was second to none. I had my sister care for her while I took care of everything. I've spared her life from the outdoors, and told her nothing about who I truly I am.

I've been taking care of her just as a mother should. If you all vote against despair, and you kill me, then this little girl will be subjected to the outside world. Is that what you want Yuno? Do you want your daughter to die because of your mistakes? To die from a flu virus because she hasn't been inoculated? To die because there's no fresh food or water, is that what you truly want?" Junko asked firmly.

"This...isn't true. The only person I've been with is Sayaka...I've never had a kid with anyone." Yuno snapped.

Junko snapped her fingers once more, another video appearing on screen. This time, it was one of the two of them, just before Yuno had entered Hope's Peak Academy for the first time.

"Is something wrong Junie? I'm very busy right now and I can't spare another moment...I'm close to solving this murder case, and I'm sure it's Genocide Jack and not Sparkling Justice like the news reports say." he said firmly.

"Um...I don't know how to say this but...I've been called to Milan for a fashion show, and I'll be gone for awhile. I know we just started dating and all but..."

"It's alright. Junko, if you want me to wait for you, all you had to do was ask. I'll wait for as long as I need too." Yuno replied, giving her a kiss on the lips. She giggled, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers.

"I'm so lucky to have run into you at that bus stop...I think you are the perfect guy for me. I know we've only been together for four months but...what would you say to us having a baby?"

"Uh what?"

"A baby silly. What would you say if I told you I was pregnant?" she asked.

"I would ask who it belongs too, because I've only had sex with you once."

"I...sort of lied to you about being on the pill...sorry...I wanted our first time to be real and genuine. I know it was a mistake but...please don't be mad." she said, lowering her gaze. Instead of being mad, Yuno just picked her head up, looking right into her eyes.

"Sweetheart, I think you and I will be the best parents in the whole wide world. What should we name it?" he asked.

"Well, I'm pretty sure it's a little girl. I can feel it, if it is...would you mind if I called her Junko? I think it would be a good name for her."

"Jeez, don't be so full of yourself sweetie. I think we should name her something else, maybe something foreign...maybe a name like Francheska?"

"Mmm...nope...I think Junko is going to be her name." she said, crossing her arms. He rolled his eyes, kissing her lips.

"You are so stubborn you know that. But we're so young...I'm only sixteen, maybe we should have waited a bit, after all you are older than me. Whatever you do, don't tell anyone about it, not until we're ready...knowing my mother, she would probably force me to marry you, and I don't think I'm ready for that yet!" he said in a joking manner.

"Boo, don't be like that. After all, you did get accepted into Hope's Peak Academy. If you graduate, your life will be made, and we can live in style. Little Junko will be the happiest girl in the world." she said, a loving look on her face.

"I can't wait to meet her, even if we are teenage parents, I'll love her every day of her life, until the day I die, just like I love you." he replied, an equally loving look on his face.

"And scene. How did you like it?" Junko asked, looking back at Yuno, who had lost all the emotions on his face. He was pale, sweating, his eyes were wide and his pupils were dilated. He couldn't believe it...he didn't want to believe it.

"You...have a daughter with her?" Sayaka asked.

"No...It isn't true...I don't remember ever meeting her before this!" he exclaimed.

"Of course, in order for us to find out if the memory erasing machine worked, we needed a test subject. I was able to convince its creator to do a dry run on someone. That someone was dear old Hisashi Kirigiri. The poor sap remembers none of this." Junko said, earning a growl from Yuno.

"That event also falls into the three year mark. It's safe to say that she probably erased your memory of ever meeting you, even after you consummated a relationship with her. You've never met that child, because in your mind, you never realized you had her in the first place." Kyoko said, still not believing what she had seen. That was it...the coup de gras. Yuno didn't know what to do anymore.

"Pfft...is that all you got?" Makoto asked, looking at the fashionista.

"Huh?" she asked, clearly confused.

"You keep constantly trying to break us, but we aren't breaking! Who gives a shit about the outside world? That's not where hope is! Hope is a state of mind!" Makoto cried.

"Um...alright. I'm sure we all appreciate this little talk. But the time has come to put it to a vote." Junko said, a smirk appearing on her face.

"So here it is everyone! The grand finale! Tonight Hope dies, and Makoto and Yuno go with it!" Junko cried.

Yuno started laughing, looking up at the Fashionista with the biggest grin he could muster.

"If despair spreads like a plague, and the outside world is nothing but a hellhole, then hope can be the same. We can return the world to it's former glory. We can be patient zero, hope for despair and you'll live sure, but you won't truly live!" Yuno said firmly.

"Yuno, face the facts...all of us..we don't stand a chance out there." Leon said firmly, not even looking.

"Don't give me that bullshit. You've been wanting out of this place since day one. Don't tell me for a second you've given up hope! You'll be able to play baseball again, on a real field, if you stay here that dream will die, is that what you want? To have a talent you won't be able to use ever?" Yuno shouted angrily, firing his proverbial Hope filled Truth Bullet. What he said seemed to shake Leon out of his thoughts, a smile on his face.

"You're right. I am not giving up hope just because of all the bullshit that is going on outside. I'll rally whoever is left, and we'll play baseball until the crack of dawn, and then some." Leon said proudly, stepping away from his stand, standing next to Yuno.

"Taeko, you've had a dream of one day owning your own European Castle. Sure, money is useless, and the world is destroyed, but we can rebuild. Isn't that a gamble in itself? Don't you want to beat this game and come out a winner instead of a loser? Because that's all you'll be if you side with despair, a filthy fucking loser!" he cried. Taeko's eyes opened, and she glared right at Junko, a smile on her face.

"You stupid fucking whore! I've been a part of your game for too long, but this is where we have our showdown. Sorry sweetheart, but your Full house isn't going to beat my Royal Flush, not by long shot." she said, standing next to Leon, the two shared a brief kiss, glaring back at their captor.

"Asahina, you can't give in. Think about it, we have to move on, for the ones that didn't make it. We get to live because they didn't, we carry their hope on our shoulders!" Makoto said.

"What...what would Sakura say? What would Nick say?" she asked quietly.

"Well, for one they wouldn't take this lying down. They would stand up and fight, and they would beat despair to the ground, with everything they've got. We carry the burden of their hope with us." Makoto said. The swimmer looked up, a smile on her face.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, that's what Sakura would say. Or, when the going gets tough, the tough kicks ass, that's what she would say, definitely the last one. As for Nick, as long as there was enough Mountain Dew left in the world, he would have been extremely happy." Hina said, standing by Makoto's side. He looked over at the Affluent Progeny, who was still sulking in his stand.

"Byakuya, I get that your family is dead and that you don't have a penny to your name, but think about it. Your family isn't dead, this is where you can restart everything, build it all back from the ground up, and make a conglomerate that would make your family proud. Don't bow down yet, show them that the Togami family is meant to be feared! Get off your ass an restake your family's claim!" Makoto shouted, snapping the Affluent Progeny out of his delusions.

"Well played good sir, but the esteemed Byakuya Togami needs no encouragement from you!" he said firmly, a smile on his face.

"Welcome back buddy!" Makoto said, turning to his girlfriend. She was shivering in place, sweat covering her forehead, and he swore her eyes were glowing red.

"Mikan, I don't understand what you are going through. It must be horrible, all of the people that died because of what you and your class did, I can't begin to describe that feeling. But you can't just take this lying down, you have to look to the skies and admit your mistakes. You took lives sure, but you have the ability to save lives too. You are the Ultimate Nurse for a reason, so use that talent to save people, the world could always use another hero." he said firmly.

She looked up at him, her eyes glowing a vibrant lilac. She smiled firmly, pressing her lips against his own, practically swallowing his face. She pulled away from him, giving him a tight hug.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I'll never give into despair again, I'll do everything I can to heal the wounded, I'll save lives, just like I saved yours and Taeko's." she said firmly.

"Mukuro Ikusaba, the Ultimate Soldier, and Ultimate Despair...that is what you were known as. One of the ones responsible for plunging the world into hell...I get it, you feel like shit for following after your sister's lead. You wanted her to love you, but clearly she didn't have a single shred of love in that twisted black hole she calls a heart. She used you, treated you like a pawn, a tool...went as far as changing who you were, just for her own sick game. But look at the bright side, you are missing your memories, you remember nothing of what you did. So you get to have a clean slate!" Yuno said.

"Clean slate? I of all people don't deserve a clean slate...don't you see this? It all happened because of me." Ryouko snapped, looking away from him.

"No! You were a victim, just as much as the rest of us are. But you can't give up and you can't give in. Because if you do, then you are not any better than the your sister. Stand up for yourself, stop living under her shadow, fucking act. Be your own goddamn person, you don't need her love, you never did. You are a beautiful person who deserves to be happy, and to use her talent the way it was meant to be used, to take out all of the evil in the world. You aren't Mukuro Ikusaba anymore, you are Ryouko Otonashi, a brand new person, free of the burden of despair!" he shouted.

Ryouko looked up at him, her eyes glowing brightly. She pulled out her knife and grabbed a handful of her hair, pressing the knife to it.

"You are right, I am no longer Mukuro Ikusaba. I will not share the burden of despair with my sister, as far as I know, I have no sister. And with this, I throw away my old life, and start a brand new life full of Hope!" she cried out, cutting her hair.

She tossed the red locks aside, stabbing her knife hard into the stand she was at. Her hair now being around shoulder length, looked frayed and split, but she didn't care. This was the new her, and she would be sticking with it.

"Sayaka...I know things are looking grim, the outside world isn't what we remember, the people, your fans...they are most likely among those people that fell to despair. But don't you think it's your duty to bring them back to their senses? You worked so hard, to bring us hope through the power of your voice, that beautiful voice that needs to be heard by everyone still alive. Some of your fans are still out there, watching this right now, and if you give up, not only will they fall to despair, but they will also lose faith in you. You can't do that to them." he said.

"But...my friends...all of them are gone...there's no one out there to enjoy my music...all of them are sick and twisted." she said quietly. He took her hands in his own, making her look into his eyes.

"They are sick and twisted, which is why we'll work together to bring them back into their senses, and once we do...we'll get married, and we'll raise my daughter as our own, away from this hellhole of an academy, and away from her!" he said, glaring at Junko, who was playing with a strand of her hair.

"You're right. You are definitely right Yuno...what was I thinking? Giving up so soon, my final concert will not be today, I will continue to sing until the day I die, and I will not take this lying down. I owe it to my bandmates, and to my little sister." she said. The two of them shared a passionate kiss, hugging each other tightly.

"I'm not ready to be a dad but...I'm sure we'll make the best parents. Besides, little Junko will have tons of godparents who will help us take care of her." He said firmly, looking at his friends.

"Well, it seems you did your best to rally the troops, but looks like you are all missing one!" Junko said, looking at Kyoko.

"Come on Kyoko...you can't give up yet!" Makoto said firmly.

"Don't listen to him, are you going to stand there and ignore everything your daddy did for you? Or are you going to drink their unKoolAid?" Junko said, looking at the Ultimate Detective.

"Don't listen to her Kyoko. Your father did this for you, for all of us, he didn't want hope to die in this academy, he wanted it to thrive." Makoto said.

"You say that but...I don't know what he would have wanted, I barely knew the man." she replied.

"Read between the lines sis...he wanted us to survive, he wanted us to grow, he wanted us to live through the despair so he can create a brighter future. He died for that cause and for those beliefs, so in his name it's our duty to do it in his stead!" Yuno shouted.

"You...you're right. Thank you little brother, for snapping me out of it. He did it all for us, for tomorrow, and decided his charges wouldn't bend like reeds under a current of misery!" she said.

"I knew I could count on you sister." Yuno said, a sigh of relief escaping his lips.

"Thanks for the reality check. You know Makoto, you may look at yourself like a lightning rod, attracting bad luck wherever you go, but throughout everything that happened, you stayed positive, and saw the hope in the situation. Lady Luck doesn't snub you, she depends on you." she said firmly. She turned to face her brother, a smile on her face.

"And you, you went through so much stuff...from loosing your memories, to getting fake ones...to even learning about your daughter...you stayed upbeat, even though it was hard for you. Through all of the despair, you kept going, investigating everything, doing a better job than even I ever could...you may have fallen into Despair, but your Hope was so strong, that it drove away every ounce of Despair in your body, you've been reborn anew...the two of you deserve a new title."

Makoto Naegi: Ultimate Hope

Yunosuke Kirigiri: Ultimate Hope

The two of them chuckled, sharing a high five before looking back at Junko. The lever appeared before them, all grasping it tightly in their hands.

"That's all she wrote. So much for your Despair, Hope wins every time!" Makoto cried out.

"Way to go you two...spouting off...talking about hope and rallying the troops. Screw that, all of you hope loving rainbow freaks can go to hell!" Junko cried.

"It doesn't matter where it comes from now." Makoto said.

"You are an imbecile"

"Maybe it's flat out presumptuous for us to represent Hope!" Yuno added.

"You aren't cute."

"But we aren't going to let you drive us to despair!" Makoto cried.

"You will bow down before me!"

"Ha! Never, I will never bow down to the likes of you, in this battle between Hope and Despair, the clear winner has been proven obvious. And with this we cast the final vote, the vote for freedom, the vote to end all votes, the vote to destroy despair!" Yuno cried. His eyes flashed brightly, one of them turning a bright shade of blue, while the other remained purple.

With a nod, all of the remaining students pulled down the lever, pulling on it so hard that it actually snapped clean off the ground. They all watched intently as the final vote was being tallied up.

"What...what is this..what's happening?" Junko cried, unable to believe what was happening. All three slots lined up, with Junko's face being the clear choice. The machine sparked and exploded, ending the class trials once and for good.

"The jig is up. Accept defeat!" Yuno said firmly.

"Well damn...that's...balls." was her only reply.

"So madam? How does it feel to be hoisted by your own petard?" Byakuya quipped.

"It feels...wow...after all of that planning...it feels...amazing!" she cried, adopting a blush on her face. She bit her lip, as she rubbed her body all over.

"Huh? Seriously?" Leon cried out.

"This despair is amazing, this is like some weapon grade despair, after all of that planning, it all comes crashing down. There is no greater feeling in the world! Now lets move onto the punishment!" She said.

"What? The whole point of this vote was to end this pointless murder. Junko, you may not be a walk in the park, you are outright insane in every single way shape and form, but deep down you don't want this. Have a little hope in your heart. No one has to die anymore." Yuno said.

"Shut the fuck up with that hope bullshit. After everything that's happened and all of the murder I have committed, you will not take this away from me, when hope leaves a bad taste in your mouth, there is nothing left to do but to give life a big fat kiss my ass!" she said, reaching toward the red button next to the throne.

"Upupupupu! Given the chance, I would have stopped at nothing to paint the world in this feeling, I guess it's my turn now...come to momma, sweet despair. There is nothing that I wouldn't want right now than to feel this agonizing despair...oh well, at least I get to go out in style." she cried, laughing boisterously as she slammed her fist on the button.

"Junko Enoshima has been found Guilty. Preparing Execution."

All was quiet, as Junko stood tall and proud on top of a school chair, holding Monokuma in her arms, waving at her classmates, waving at the world. Behind her, the pieces of every single execution that had been used in her sick game started appearing, assembling behind her, along with a banner, wishing her well in the afterlife.

The Ultimate Most Despair Inducing Punishment!

Biker's Haven

Junko's face split into a grin as she drove Mondo's motorcycle through the obstacle course, ignoring the fact that several flamethrowers were spouting plumes of flames at her. She hit the end of the road, slamming into the wall and falling into acid tank, giggling like a school girl when the acid made contact with her skin.

Chihiro's World

Suddenly finding herself in a retro video game, Junko did absolutely nothing, as the enemies kept firing at her. Arrows, hammers, gunfire, she ran through it all. She jumped over a large pit, landing in sharpened spikes. She screamed joyously as they were driven through her feet and her legs, pink blood oozing from the new holes.

Million Fungoes

Thick chains wrapped around her body, strapping her to a pole in the middle of a baseball field, as a large pitching machine spun around her, pelting her with white baseballs. Blood was pouring out of her in droves now, but the smile never left her face. She looked up, glaring at Makoto and Yuno, who's looks of horror seemed to fill her with even more despair.

Detention

The final punishment had finally arrived, as Junko was sitting on a school desk, the smile on her face never leaving. She held Monokuma tightly in her grasp, holding up a peace sign as the trash compacter slammed into the ground. The compacter stopped for a brief second when she was finally under it, causing her to look up in confusion, only for it to crush her body, sending vibrant pink blood in all directions. As such was the end of their captor, the Ultimate Fashionista, the Ultimate Despair was no more.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Yuno opened the gate, slowly walking toward the other end of the execution chamber. He really didn't want to be in there, being in there once was enough, and he was honestly lucky to have been able to survive through it.

Dodging the baseballs and acid patches that littered the ground, he made his way to the trash compacter, which was slowly rising back to it's original spot. Blood was dripping everywhere he looked, it was on the ground, the walls, the ceiling, truly a testament of such a gruesome death. And there, lying in a pool of her own blood was the now deceased Ultimate Fashionista. He knelt down in front of her, lowering his gaze.

"Junko, I have no idea what it was that made you do all of this, what made you love despair so much. It makes no sense to me, but I suppose knowing and understanding are two different things. I just want you to know, that whatever you did here, it's all over and I don't hold you responsible for anything. All of our friends died, sure...and you may have been the one to dish out their deaths, but it won't do me good to hold a grudge on you forever." he said.

He wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her out of the machine she had been in. he lay her down on the ground, away from all the blood. Taking off his blazer, he placed it over her body. He noticed there was something in her hand, a big remote with a bright red button. It was then that he noticed her arm hadn't been under the machine. He took it from her grasp and stood up, looking at his friends.

"You guys ready to get out of here?" he asked.

"Hell yeah man, don't keep us waiting!" Leon said. Yuno walked over to them, handing the button over to Makoto.

"Wait for me at the front entrance alright? I have to go up to the Data Processing Room to get my daughter." he said firmly.

"Will do, hurry back." he said cheerfully, escorting everyone toward the elevator. Sayaka stood by him, ignoring all of the blood he had gotten on his hands and clothes.

"It's finally over isn't it?" she whispered.

"Not yet. Come on, there's someone the two of us have to meet." he said.

Leaving the class trial room for the final time, everyone stared heading toward the main entrance, after gathering a few necessary things. If the world truly had gone to hell, it would have been better to be prepared than to walk into the new world with nothing but the clothes on their backs. Once that was done, Yuno and Sayaka walked up to the Fourth Floor, stopping in front of the Data Processing Room. With a firm nod, he opened the door, walking into the room.

He looked around, seeing all of the live footage from inside the academy, though all of the footage of the outside wasn't being captured anymore. He walked over to the control panel, looking at everything. He saw the Weapon's override button and pressed it, shutting off the armament that had been installed on the outside of the academy. He really wished he could see the outside world, but after everything Junko had shown them, he really wasn't looking forward to it.

"I don't see a room in here." Sayaka said, looking around.

"It's here, trust me. This is where Junko spent all of her time messing with us." he said, looking around the panel.

He notice something glittering on top of the console, a Monokuma themed key. He grabbed it, and looked at the teeth, searching for a slot that matched it. Finally finding it, he slipped it inside and turned it. A loud puff of air sounded throughout the room, coming from the very back, as the wall opened up, revealing a plain looking door. Yuno and Sayaka shared a look, before walking over to it. He was about to reach for the knob, only to stop a few inches from it.

"I'm nervous...what if she doesn't like me?" he said, looking at his girlfriend.

"Please, what isn't there to like? I know it will be hard but...we'll handle raising her. Hmm, I just thought of something, since we came to this academy at the age of sixteen, how old would we be now?" Sayaka asked, tilting her head in thought.

"I'm willing to bet we would all be around nineteen or so. Leon is the oldest of us at twenty." he said.

"It's crazy...seeing as we all just...lost three years of our lives like that." she replied.

He nodded, finally steeling his courage. He rose his fist to knock on the door, when it suddenly flew open, revealing the three year old Junko. She stood there, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Momma, are you back yet?" she asked softly, looking up at the two.

"Wait...who are you two?" she asked after a second.

Yuno was surprised that this little girl could talk so clearly, then again she was the daughter of Junko Enoshima, a woman who had proven to be very very perceptive and intelligent.

"I'm Yuno, and this is Sayaka. We're um..." He paused, not knowing how to answer.

"Yuno? Are you Yuno? Momma told me my daddy was named Yuno, are you him?" she asked. He gave her a nod, trying to hold back his tears. Her eyes brightened up and she jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Yay! I'm so happy to finally meet you daddy. Momma said so many nice things about you, where is she? She probably wants to talk to you!" She said happily.

"Oh...sweetie...your mom...she's...not with us anymore. She did some bad things, and in the end she ended up being killed. I'm so sorry." he said.

"Momma is...gone?" she asked quietly. He nodded, hugging her tightly.

"I'm sorry." he whispered.

The little girl jumped out of his arms, walking back into the room. For a second, the two of them thought she wasn't going to come back out, but instead, she returned, with a small pink backpack, some socks, a pair of black boots and a jacket. Wordlessly, she handed the socks to him, sitting down on the ground.

"Momma told me if something happened to her, that I would have to leave the academy. There's a letter in my backpack that she asked me to give to you." she said.

Yuno nodded, handing the pack to Sayaka, who started sifting through it. Yuno easily put the socks on the girl's tiny feet, and then helped her into her boots. She stood up, putting the over sized jacket onto her body, pulling her long strawberry blonde locks out from inside it.

"Here's the letter." Sayaka said, handing the pink envelope to Yuno.

He stood up, looking at it oddly. He slipped his finger under the flap, slowly tearing it open. He pulled the folded piece of paper from within. Junko's handwriting was flawless, a beautiful work of art, though with her abilities, he couldn't guess if this was one of her many hidden talents.

"Dear Yuno,

I'm sure that by now you've found out the truth behind Hope's Peak Academy, and everything that I've done has come crashing down. Hell, I'm probably dead already, and knowing you, you probably tried forcing some hope down my gullet. Sorry, but that will never happen, Hope is the worst thing ever created on this planet, and I'll die with honor and despair in my heart. However, I have but one request, take care of our little girl...I know you won't remember ever having her, and that's because I took your memories of our first encounter. Sorry to say, but you weren't the only love I had in my life, you were just a means to an end, but when I got pregnant with your child...I don't know...I suppose I saw a sliver of Hope on the forefront of my mind. I suppose it was the little runt growing in me though, so I tended to ignore it. Her name, as you most likely know, is Junko...just like me, a beautiful name if I do say so myself. But, if you hate me at the end of this letter, then I'll be happy to share that her middle name is Francheska, so you can drop her first name and stomp it into the ground, nothing would make me happier.

You'll probably be asking yourself why, why in the blazes would I do this, and the answer is simple. Hope leaves nothing to be desired, but Despair, sweet despair leaves so much more. It spreads like a plague, taking over the minds of the young and old alike. Nothing will stop despair, and nothing did. I spared our daughter of it all, never told her anything about who I was or what I had done. No matter what you want to call me, you can't deny that I wasn't a good mother. Her life is in your hands now, yours and Sayaka's...you have my blessing to call her your child, because she is your child.

One more thing, you may not believe it, but I guess I did have feelings for you in the past. When we met at that bus stop so long ago, I didn't just see Despair walking in front of me, I didn't just want to see your handsome face full of despair, to see those eyes of yours just blink out of existence, and stop worshiping hope all together, I saw a handsome young man, who was as lonely as they came. You loved your job as a Private Investigator, but don't deny that you wanted more. I could have been what you needed, but alas, I was too far gone before we could even start. I may be the Queen of Despair, but even despair loving idiots like me have emotions. I love you Yunosuke Kirigiri, I always have and I always will.

Forever and Always,

Junko Enoshima Kirigiri."

Yuno grit his teeth, crumpling the paper in his hands. He couldn't believe what he had just read. He didn't want to believe any of it, but the more he read, the more feelings he felt in his heart. He felt something inside it, and tipped the envelope over, a single ring falling into his hand. He vaguely recognized it, from one of the pictures. It was Sayaka's ring. He smiled and folded the letter back, stuffing it in it's envelope. He shoved it in his pocket, wiping eyes free of tears, and turned to the little girl.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked.

"Mhmm...let's go daddy! I want to see the outside world...Momma said it probably wouldn't be what I dreamed it would be, but I don't care. I'm going to keep my hopes up!" she said.

"Before we go, here Sayaka. I guess before all of this, I proposed to you...so this ring belongs to you." he said, handing it to the girl. She looked at it, a smile on her face.

"I...remember a bit of this ring. You gave it to me, the day it all ended...you wanted me to know how much you loved me." she said, slipping it on her finger. She wanted to take off the Hope's Peak Academy ring he had given her, but felt it meant too much to actually take it off.

He shared a smile with Sayaka and lifted the little girl up, holding her close to himself. The two teenagers turned to leave the Data Processing Room, walking back toward the Entrance Hall of the Academy.

It was hard for them to get used to at first, the fact that an innocent child had been raised in this academy, and hadn't even seen a single thing from the outside, but after their introductions, they couldn't help but fall in love with the little girl. She was everything Yuno was to them, a ray of hope, and they could see it on her features. She may look like a younger version of Junko, but she definitely acted like Yuno, and that was for certain.

"Well, this is it you guys. Are you ready for our final trial?" Yuno asked, looking at everyone.

"What are you talking about? We already passed our final trial, there aren't any other trials." Leon said.

"What he means is, are you ready to leave this academy? To face the final trial of the outside world." Makoto said.

"I was born ready. I'm sick of this hellhole." Hina said.

"As am I. This institution may have been filled with hope at one point, but as of now, it is nothing but a shell of it's former self, and I don't want to remain here any longer. Besides, I have a new Goddaughter that needs to learn the difference between NASDAQ and Dow Jones!" Byakuya said, smiling at little Junko.

"Come on, you are not filling her mind with that rich heir lingo. We don't need another Affluent Progeny running around." Sayaka said.

"We'll need to find some medical supplies. We have tons of stuff from the office here, but we don't have any flu shots. It would be bad if she got sick." Mikan said, holding a bag in her hands, filled with medical supplies. Similarly, Hina was carrying one filled with food.

"We'll find some. I'm sure of it." Yuno said, hugging the little girl tightly against his body.

He reached for the remote in Makoto's hand, and turned the key, flicking the two switches next to it. The red button started blinking repeatedly, signaling that it was on.

"The last class trial is over, Hope's Peak Academy is no more, and we are finally free, to face whatever is out there." he said, looking at the others.

"The first thing I am going to do is find myself a donut shop and binge. I've been craving donuts for the longest time now." Hina said, already imagining the sweet confection.

"Seriously? Do you not think of anything but those blasted teeth rotting bundles of wheat and flour?" Taeko asked.

"Oh please, you just want to find your cat so you can pamper him. Poor Leon will most likely get stuck on Litter duty!" the swimmer said.

"Ew gross, I am not picking up cat shit after all the crap I've been through." the orange haired teen exclaimed.

"Hey man, there's a kid here." Makoto said.

"Sorry." the baseball star said.

"No worries. After all the shit we've been through, I don't care if she starts swearing, that's the least of our worries." Yuno said, a smile on his face.

"I have to say, it feels weird leaving the academy, after everything that's happened, and us sealing ourselves in. Makes me wonder if we truly are making the right choice." Kyoko said.

"Of course we are, we got more chances out there than in here. Sure, they'll be despair, but hope is waiting patiently too." Makoto said.

"With you and Yuno leading the charge, that's certainly a possibility." Sayaka said.

"With us leading the charge huh?" Yuno thought, sharing a look with the Ultimate Lucky Student.

"Hey, why is it that your eyes are different now?" Hina asked, looking at Yuno.

"What do you mean?" He asked curiously.

"She's right dear Yuno. Your right eye is lilac, while your left eye is a brilliant blue." Taeko said, handing him her mirror. He looked at his reflection, seeing his eyes for the first time in awhile. He had very distinct plus signs in his eyes, crossing over his pupils. It was as they said, the colors were different.

"I guess that means Yunosuke Nagahama and Hisashi Kirigiri became one person. We overcame Despair, and became Ultimate Hope...that's what I think anyway." he said with a shrug.

"Well, before anything else. I'd like to say congratulations!" Makoto said, earning curious looks from his friends.

"Hmm...what for?" Ryouko asked curiously.

"It is our graduation, isn't it?" he replied, earning a nod from the Analyst, a smile on her face.

Without a second thought Makoto pressed the button. The alarms on the sides of the doors started ringing loudly, the large machine guns pointed at the door became deactivated, and were pulled back into the ceiling. The doors slowly started opening, the bright golden light of hope blinding them slightly, as they were slowly getting a glimpse into the outside world, for the first time in over a year.

"Hope never dies. Not if we don't let it...yes, the world is scary, and it'll take courage. Courage isn't about being scared, it's about being scared, and finding the hope to continue. In the end, Hope opens doors...and we...we walk through them."

xxx

"Fuck, the last class trial is starting, we won't be able to make it back in time!" Daisuke cried out, glancing at the large monitors all throughout Towa city.

Everyone who was out on the streets couldn't help but stare at what was being broadcast. After all, it wasn't a secret that everyone in Towa city had been watching the School Life of Mutual Killing, ever since it's debut three months prior. Hiyoko stopped briefly, looking at the screen as Byakuya started the trial off.

"Forget about it now, we won't be able to capture Kanade Izayoi if we don't focus. We're almost at the shrine, once we bag her, he can head back. Sonia will understand." she said, earning a nod from him.

The two of them raced through the wooden doors, running up the stairs, their gun's already drawn. Once they got to the top of the stairs, the looked around, eyes widening at the sight.

All around them, lied several dead bodies. It was clear that they had been there for weeks. The smell was horrible, and flies were buzzing around everywhere. A large billboard had been set up right above the temple, with a familiar young woman's face on it.

This young woman had short green hair, styled in a bowl cut. She had a bright red bow attached on the side of her head. She had soft features, a button nose and bright red lips. Her eyes once a shade of bright gold, were now nothing more than a horrifying crimson. The girl was wearing a black tee shirt, with Rob Zombie's face on it. In her hand was a high tech looking camera, along with a microphone. A howling laugh entered their ears, and they looked around, trying to find the source.

"Well well well, if it isn't my old buddies from high school. How's it hanging?"

Daisuke looked up at the temple roof, seeing the figure of a young woman standing at the top. She had a smirk on her face, and was holding a camera in her hands. This was her, the ex-Ultimate Tabloid Reporter, Kanade Izayoi.

"What the hell is all this? Kanade this isn't like you!" Daisuke said.

"Pfft, like me? These people didn't want to listen to my reports. They didn't want to listen to the amazing news I got from my favorite celebrities, so I had to teach them not to mess with me." she said firmly.

"You killed all these people, and for what? They did nothing wrong!" Daisuke said.

"They did plenty wrong, and now it's time for you to go down. Lady Junko asked me to bring the two of you down if it's the last thing I did. So it's time for me to do just that." she said.

She laughed snapping her fingers, instantly, several Despairites appeared all around them, all of them wearing those Monokuma masks they had grown to hate. All of them had cameras around their necks, which started flashing brightly, their flashes served to disorientate them.

"Boys, take care of these wretches." Kanade cried out, breaking into a boisterous laugh. Daisuke raised his gun, trying to take aim at them.

"Aim for the red part of the helmet, that will take them down. Remember their still people, just brainwashed people. We don't want to kill them." Hiyoko said, already firing into the crowd.

As if to add insult to injury, Kanade's billboard changed, featuring the final class trial. It seemed as if she wanted to see the outcome of it, after all she was an Ultimate Despair now. Daisuke took aim at the nearest person, firing right at the red scar like eye on their helmet. The person dropped like a sack of bricks, not moving again. He did the same with several others.

"Hiyoko, they are still alive right?" he asked.

"Yeah, these devices, it seems that when they stop working right, they just put the wearer into a coma. We haven't been able to take them off anyone yet." she replied.

"Shit, that's just what I needed to hear. It just like killing them." he said.

"Not just like killing them, you are killing them, and all of this is going straight onto the news feed. Just think, everyone in Towa city will see their saviors as murderers, it's a win win for all of us." Kanade said, taking several pictures of them.

Daisuke grit his teeth, and rose his gun, aiming at the Ultimate Despair he once called a friend. He fired right at her, only for her to dodge everyone. Instead he hit the billboard, causing it to short out. The stand exploded, causing the whole thing to rock to the sides.

"Uh oh, this might be a good time for me to leave. What a shame, I wanted to stick around longer. Ricardo, I require your assistance!" she called out, speaking into what looked like a walkie talkie.

Out of nowhere, a large marionette made it's way into the shrine. Daisuke and Hiyoko looked up, only to see the biggest Monokuma they had ever laid eyes on, holding said marionette. Ricardo was standing on it's head, a remote in his hand.

"Well, this wasn't the meeting I had in mind, but I can't hang around forever. We will meet again Daisuke Del Rio, Hiyoko Saionji, and when we do, both of you will bow down to despair." he said.

He cackled as he moved the Monokuma away from the shrine, heading toward the city. Their eyes widened as they kept going, punching one of the nearby buildings. The screams of people started filling their ears. The cables holding the now flaming billboard finally snapped, sending the entire thing tumbling to the ground, killing any of the Despairites near them. Almost on cue, an army of Attack Monokuma's came out from the temple, running straight toward them.

"Holy shit, run!" Daisuke cried.

He ran taking a hold of Hiyoko's hand as he forced her to run. The two of them raced down the stairs, closing the wooden doors after them, to no avail. Not pausing for even a single breath, the two of them dove right into a nearby Restaurant, closing the doors behind them. All of the patrons inside gave them weird looks.

"Everyone, I need to ask you to leave. A horde of mechanical bears is coming after us, their highly dangerous and their going to stop at nothing to kill you. Please, make your way to the back, before its too late." Daisuke cried. They all just looked at him, as if he had grown a dick on his face.

"Are you going to sit around and just stare? Fucking move, unless you wanna die!" Hiyoko snapped.

"Sir, Madam, I am going to have to ask you to leave. You are disturbing the patrons and are causing a scene in this fine establishment." an older man, dressed in a pressed silk suit said, firmly. Daisuke stood up, grabbing a handful of the man's suit, pulling him close to himself.

"Listen to me man, these things don't stop. All of you are in danger, fucking run or something! I will not stand here and watch you die!" he said.

"Security, please escort these two out of the restaurant." the man said simply. Another man walked over to them, glaring at the two.

"Come on, you've overstayed your welcome." he said.

Just as he was about to open the door, an Attack Monokuma burst through the glass, it's sharp claws stabbing right into his skull. Daisuke grit his teeth, grabbing Hiyoko's hand.

"Come on!" he said, pulling her along.

All of the windows burst, an the Monokuma's started making their way inside. Daisuke burst into the kitchen, startling the workers as they raced through the kitchen, running right through the back door. Once outside, they got a good look around, their eyes widening at what they saw. The light blue skies they had seen, were now as crimson as the skies they were used too. Several buildings were on fire, and the large Monokuma that Ricardo was piloting was busy destroying all of the tall buildings in the area. He grit his teeth, taking off up the street.

"What the hell is going on?" Hiyoko cried out.

"It seems those two came here for a reason. Now that all of their targets were taken care of, they started their true plan, to bring this city to it's knees. We can't waste time, I know Sonia said that we couldn't set the captives of the killing game free, but if we don't do something, those two will kill them all." he said.

"But what about Yuno, and Makoto and everyone at Hope's Peak?" She asked. He was about to reply, when they saw one of the monitors, displaying the live feed from the academy.

"Junko Enoshima was found Guilty. Preparing Execution."

"It's ending...do you know what this means?" Daisuke asked firmly.

"When Junko Enoshima dies, despair will go with it...but as long as our friends are out there, it will not end. They will hold her on a pedestal, as their martyr. They will worship her like a Goddess, and that will make everything ten times worse on our end. I'm sorry Daisuke, but we need to head back to Hope's Peak Academy, before it's too late." Hiyoko said.

"But...the captives." he said, looking back.

She sighed, pulling him into a kiss. She hugged him tightly, pulling something from around her back. She pulled away, placing the device in his hands.

"This is a Hacking Gun developed by the Togami Corporation. It's still a prototype, but it's proven useful against the Monokumas. This will help you take them down as you go through the city. I expect to see you alive by the time I come back." she said, giving him a wink.

"I understand...we should have had sex while we were still at HQ." he said, a frown on his face. She kissed his cheek, a smirk on her face.

"Don't worry, once all of the captives are over, you can fuck me for as long as you want, and trust me, Sonia's bed won't be the same after we're done with it. I love you."

"I love you too Hiyoko, stay safe...get them to daylight." he said, running off into the city

She sighed, her heart aching as she saw the love of her life plunge himself into danger once more. She shook her head, pulling out her cellphone. She pressed the side button, speaking into the speaker.

"Code Red, I repeat, Code Red, we have a 1045 in progress, Towa city has fallen, I repeat...Towa city has fallen, requesting immediate transportation to rendezvous point Alpha beta niner." she said.

"Copy that General Saionji. ETA 12 Minutes, over and out!"

"Even if you die Enoshima, I will get my revenge on you. You tainted my classmates, turned them into monsters, and for that, I will never forgive you." she said, looking at the screen, just as the compactor crushed her body, bathing the screen in her blood.

Her eyes flashed red, a giggle escaped her lips, as the cause of her misery finally met her end. Even though the one who started it all had finally been claimed by the throws of death, she knew it wouldn't be the end, not by a long shot. In the battle of Hope and Despair, Hope may win the battle, but Despair won the war. It would take way more than killing the face of Despair in order to paved the path to Hope, and honestly, Hiyoko wasn't looking forward to it, not a single bit.

She didn't know why, but she felt the need to go back...she needed to go back, to see her again. She was dead, despair was slowly going to die...but she needed to see her one last time. Junko Enoshima needed to be remembered, even though she had hope for the future, the world could always use an extra dose of despair.

Chapter 6 Goodbye Academy of Hope: End

Surviving Students 10

Surviving Remnants of Despair:

Class 77: 16

Class 79: 2

Omake:

A small groan escaped her lips, as her alarm started blaring in her ear. Her dainty hand slammed down on the off button, almost breaking the poor device, as the room was once again thrown into silence. She rolled over, knowing full well that she wouldn't be able to sleep for the rest of the day. Sighing to herself, she got up, stretching her tired limbs, her long chocolate brown locks falling down to her mid back. Her vibrant pink eyes scanned around the room, lazily focusing on their surroundings.

She yawned loudly, getting out of her bed, the white tee shirt she was wearing barely covering her clearly visible pink underwear. She walked into the adjacent bathroom, opening the tap water. She splashed some onto her face, waking herself up a bit more. She dried her face off, looking at herself in the mirror.

Staring back at her, was a beautiful young woman, of seventeen with a light complexion, and a bright pink eyes. She had a small nose, and full pink lips, which bore a frown on them. It had been a long time since she had smiled. She grabbed her tooth brush, slathering the generic tooth paste onto it before sticking it in her mouth, not bothering to wet the brush first. She tugged at her hair, it was becoming long and unruly, but she didn't have the luxury of getting it cut, she hadn't had it cut for three years, aside from the times she had to do it herself.

After she was done brushing her teeth, she took off her shirt, tossing it into the pile of dirty clothes, followed by her underwear. Even though she was seventeen years of age, she had the curves of an adult woman, she hated to admit it, but they had attracted a lot of attention to her, especially due to her line of work as an Idol.

Of course, everyone always payed attention to her older sister, something that her fellow band mates hated, but when she was the front man of their group, the leading lady, it was obvious everyone would pin after her. When they shared the stage with the great Sayaka Maizono, none of them were going to get half of the comments she would. Then again, being related to her did have it's advantages.

Being in the same middle school for one. Black Root Junior High had been her chosen institution, though she wished to have been selected into Hope's Peak Middle School, so she could have her own Super Middle School Level title, but since her older sister already had the title of Ultimate Pop Sensation, she knew she had a snowballs chance in hell of getting into Hope's Peak Academy. Still, she could only dream. After getting out of the shower, she grabbed her fluffy pink towel, and dried herself off, walking into her bedroom. She pulled out a set of her normal clothes.

Once on, she looked at herself in the mirror. She was a short girl, being five foot four for her age, something that annoyed her, as everyone literally looked down on her. She was wearing a ruffled black tank top, with thick black shoulder straps. The top was a bit silky, and decorated with round white dots, all over. If it had been red and black, surely people would have called her Ladybug or something close to that.

She was also wearing a ruffled white satin mini skirt, which was in fact so short, that if her father caught her in it, she would get her ass beat for sure.

She was wearing a pair of pale pink tights underneath it, along with a pair of black laced boots. Finally, she had brushed her hair free of tangles, pulling it behind her head in a high ponytail, tying it with a red and white ribbon. She combed her bangs, letting them fall over her right eye, as she grabbed a strand of hair and tied it into a small braid, using a black hair tie to keep it from unraveling. Sighing to herself, she gave the reflection a nod.

"You might all think that all of this dressing up serves a purpose...but to me, this morning routine is only something that keeps me sane. I haven't spoken to another human being in so long, you might think I'm a hermit or something. Oh oh, but I promise, I'm not a hermit, after all I don't have a chin beard, and I don't smell like sweat and dirt, and I don't live under a bridge!"

The brown haired girl stood in her lavish living room, staring down the metal door that was currently keeping her imprisoned within the tiny apartment.

"It's just...if I lie down and don't keep focus, don't keep my hopes up, I'll never see the outside world again. You see, it's been three years since I've been here. One second, I'm with my band mates, holding a charity concert, and the next, I'm being kidnapped. I don't know the reason why, but it has something to do with all of those disappearances that I heard about, before any of this happened."

She stretched her arms, cracking her neck and loosening her leg muscles. She popped her back, moaning a bit at the pleasurable feeling she got when she did. Her face became serious as her pink eyes focused on the door in front of her.

"Several people in my school went missing, and people started killing themselves for no reason. I remember, wishing my older sister good luck as she entered her new semester at Hope's Peak Academy, but that was the last time I ever saw her. When I woke up, I found myself here...this little apartment has been my life for the last year and a half. I'm an above average girl, in a not so average situation!"

She broke into a sprint, letting out a shout as she dropped kicked the door. One would think the door flew off it's hinges, but it held true. She spat at the ground standing up as she delivered several more kicks to it.

"Let me outta here! Do you know who I am? I am Yukki Maizono. If someone finds out I've been kidnapped, your sorry asses will be in big trouble. Let me go, right now!" she screamed, pounding the door.

"This pointless resistance, all part of the routine. I know that one of these days, this door will open. And I'll get to see my captor for the first time, and when I do, I'll deliver a firm kick to their balls, for keeping me captive for so long. Maybe, today will be my Lucky day. I can only hope right?"

Suddenly, as she was about to deliver another fierce kick to the door, she heard the handle rattle. She backed away from it for a second, eyes narrowed.

"Hello? Anyone out there? I could really use some help right about now!" she cried out, her dulcet smooth and calm.

She suddenly let out a scream, as three sharp claws punctured right through the metal door. The claws were pulled down, leaving a wide gash in the door, and she could see a glowing red light just beyond it. She backed away, wishing she had a baseball bat or a golf club, anything to defend herself with. The door cried as it was twisted and then pulled right from it's hinges. Her eyes widened when she saw the black and white bear, looking right at her, that malicious grin, those sharp teeth. In that moment, she felt nothing but fear, nothing but fear and despair.

"My name is Yukki Maizono, and I'm about to be thrown into a world devoid of Hope. For three years I've been sitting here, living a normal life, but what would greet me beyond those walls would be nothing short of normal. In fact, you could say that the thing that would great me, would be nothing more than a massive dose of despair!"

To be continued in Danganronpa Another Episode: Ultra Despair Girls...