Equestria Girls: Dangan Ronpa

by MarkTheWolfpony


Prologe: Welcome To MonoKuma Town

*Track use: Beautiful days*

“Come on mommy wake up!” Those are the words I hear as my daughter shakes me to wake me up. “Come on Mommy!”

I manage to grab her hand. “I’m up, I’m up!” I slowly got up and sat on my bed. My eyes are barely wide open. “Tell me what is that you need?”

Dinky raise her left eye in confusion. “What do you mean? I wake you up because you told me too.”

My eyes quickly widened as I knew what she was talking about. “Oh crap! Todays is my first day of Canterlot academy!” I quickly got out of bed and get dress properly.

Dinky couldn’t help but snicker. “Oh mom, what would you do without me”

I got my clothes from my drawer and quickly put them on. Once that is done, I head to the bathroom and clean myself up. Need to make a good impression if I ever want to show them that I’m worth for the school. I headed downstairs, grabbed my backpack and some toast, and headed out. Just as I walked through the door though, I heard my daughter calling my name.

“Mom! Wait!” Dinky waved her hand at me.

I looked back in her direction. “What is it, honey?” I asked.

“You forgot your lucky pen,” she replied, holding up a pen that she’d bought for me. It had a clown face on top of it.

“Thanks, Dinky. I promise I’ll use this throughout my school life.” I smiled. “Now remember what I told you. Once your school day is over, Ms.Cake will be waiting for you, ok?”

“Yes Mommy,” she replied, nodding.

“Ok. I’ll pick you up later, promise that you’ll be good!” I said before waving goodbye to my daughter.

I should probably introduce myself. My name is Derpy. Yeah, I know how it sounds, but it holds a special place in my heart.

I’m 19 years old, my skin is grey and my eyes are amber. On that particular day I was wearing a blue shirt with a yellow tie, a green skirt with some bubbles on the left side, white socks and green sandals.

I was heading to my first day at Canterlot Academy. It was well known for providing the highest level of education, and only accepting students who have a lot of experience in certain fields, said to be ‘Super High School Level’ students. For example, there is a Super High School Level Weightlifter known for pushing his limits, which led him to victory in several strongman competitions. There’s also a Super High School Level Fashion Photographer, who’s done many shows showing off the latest fashions.

I thought I was never going to be in the same class as these students due to my disability: ever since I was young and had an accident, I haven’t been able to do much for myself: my eyes function separately from each other, so it’s hard for me to see properly.

Still, I always pushed through - and me getting into that school proves it. The moment I got that letter telling me they wanted me to be a part of their school, I was so excited! I just knew that my acceptance into this school assured a better future not just for me, but for my daughter as well. They even offered us an apartment just a block away.

As I walked through the sidewalks of town, I saw the school. It was just as big as I imagined - it’s one building that reaches up to the sky, hitting the clouds. I stood on the threshold excitedly, wanting to remember this moment - the moment I become a student at one of the most prestigious schools in the world - forever. I stepped into the grounds... and blacked out.

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*Track use: Beautiful dead*
It was complete darkness for a while, but I opened my eyes to a deserted classroom, having no memory of being moved there.

“Where am I?” I asked myself, taking a look around to see a generic-looking classroom, everything where it should be. As I got up from the seat that I was in, I exit out of the class and being wondering around the hallways. I see many classroom doors as I walk by. With my curiosity, I thought I check them out. But as I turn the doorknob, it wouldn’t turn all the way, meaning it was lock. I found this odd but I didn’t let this bother me and continue off my merry way. The walls were plain except for many plaques which seemed to be awards the school has received.

As I got to the end of the hallway, I soon see two double doors with a banner on top of it. It reads:

WELCOME, 20 STUDENTS OF THE FUTURE

I’m guessing this is where the the ceremony will be hold. I enter the door and soon enough, I wasn’t alone anymore.

Everybody notice me walking in. I couldn’t help but be embarrassed about it. These must be the super duper highschooler.

“Looks like we got another one!”

“Do you think there are still more coming?”

“There’s only supposed to be twenty of us - can’t you count, stupid peasant? It’s even up on the banner.”

“Uh… hello?” I offered shyly. “I’m not the only one here, I see.”

“Shouldn’t we be concentrating on how we got here?”

The girl with the purple glasses has a point, I thought, but before I could say something, someone in the crowd made a suggestion.

“Before we talk about the situation, how about we concentrate on introducing ourselves? That way we can feel just a little more comfortable...”

“Great idea!” came a bubbly voice. “When I throw a PARTY I love to meet each and every lil’ person that shows up!”

“I wouldn’t call this a party, miss...” added a male voice.

“I’ll come round and meet you all, ‘k? You guys do the same!” I suggested. There were nods of agreement, so I went to talk to Purple Goggles.

“I am Photo Finish. You must have heard of me.”

Photo Finish: Super High School Level Fashion Photographer

Yep - I had heard of her. Who hasn’t? She was the most famous teenage photographer in the world: the girl everybody knows with the face nobody sees. She knows style when she sees it, that’s for sure! She even ran her own fashion show with a group of models and, with that and her photography, she was well on her way to the top. She was wearing an outfit she seemed to never take off: a zebra striped blouse with a black skirt that had a pair of white and purple stripes near the bottom and was emblazoned with diamond-shaped amethysts. Her hair was pure white, her skin was light blue and she wore - you guessed it - purple glasses. She even has her signature camera with her.

“Wow, Photo Finish, never thought I’d meet you in person! My name is Derpy.” I greeted her normally, but she suddenly pointed a finger-gun at me, a hint of a smile on her face. “Is… something wrong?” I asked, confused.

“Did anybody ever tell you zat you could be a model?” she beamed delightedly. What?! Photo Finish, the biggest name in photography, thought little old me could model? “I’m being serious! You have ze body for it, ze face, ze charisma and ze smile!”

“My smile? Thanks!” It was the first time anybody had ever told me that. I grinned, already feeling that we could be friends.

“So what do you say?”

“I don’t know… I can tell you later, ok?” I was excited for the opportunity to be famous, but still didn’t think I was any good.

“Alright, but think about it. It will change your life.” She walked away, presumably to introduce herself to somebody else. I did the same - a young woman I recognised came half-stumbling towards me, so I steadied her and introduced myself.

“Hello! I’m Berry Punch!”

Berry Punch: Super High School Level ‘Juice’ Maker

Berry Punch, a girl with violet skin and hair, was wearing a magenta shirt with a strawberry and a bunch of grapes in the middle, a purple skirt, white and grassy green striped socks and big dark purple boots. Berry was known as a juicer, but I doubt that’s what she really makes considering the ‘condition’ she’s in pretty much all the time. She had a little kid, but I didn’t know if she had the capacity to take care of foals. Speaking of kids, I knew her when we were very young, but I doubted that she would remember me...

“Derpy? Is that you?” she asked excitedly. Evidently she did.

“Oh, I didn’t expect you to remember me. Hello again! It’s been forEVER!”

“Of course I remember you! How could I forget the first friend I ever made?” She seemed cross for implying that she may have forgotten me.

Under my breath, I muttered, “I could think of a few reasons…”

She didn’t seem to hear me. “I would never forget our happy times together as kids. It’s nice to see you again after all these years. I’m going to go meet more people now - catch up later!” And she was gone.

“Bye…” I said to the empty space before me. Suddenly, a blur of brown and white appeared before me, and I saw a very scary but cool looking girl.

“My name’s Gilda - don’t you forget it!”

Gilda: Super High School Level ‘Cool Kid’

Gilda had a rare, peachy-colour tone of skin and a short bob of brown hair. She wore a plain white shirt and some aqua jeans that matched her sleek running shoes - she wore eye shadow and seemed to have dip-dyed her fringed in purple. I had always thought it was a little strange to be a ‘High Level Cool Kid’, but she definitely seemed to live up to it - people said she was the very definition of cool. Gilda cast a cursory glance at me as I stood before her, afraid to speak. She glared. “What?”

“Oh, nothing, nothing! I’m Derpy, pleasure to meet you, haha…” I uttered quickly. I knew she would terrorize us all.

“Your name sounds dumb. Did your parents hate you or something?” That hurt, but I brushed it off, as always.

“Uh, sorry to bother you, I’ll be going away now, ready to meet you - I mean, lovely to meet you… Oh dear...”

“Yeah, yeah, you go away. Don’t come back.”

I almost ran away from the formidable figure, bumping straight into a man - the first one I’ve met to so far - who, let me just say, looked like he loved to work out. A lot. I squeaked nervously.

“Don’t be scared, I’m not gonna hurt ya! Sheesh, that Gilda seems like a mean kinda gal. I’m Snowflake, pleasure to meet ya.”

Snowflake: Super High School Level Strongman

Wow, Snowflake was strong! He looked like he took steroids - veins popping, biceps bulging - but he was completely genuine. He went shirtless most of the time, presumably to impress the girls, but below his six-pack, he wore perfectly normal red shorts patterned with a dumbbell. His skin was pure white and his blonde hair was cut in a mohican style, which, I’ll admit, is kinda cool. Snowflake had never yet lost a strength competition - that’s something to be proud of.

I squeaked again - he looked like he could throw me out of the window on his pinky finger - but he smiled gently.

“Nothing to be afraid here, friend! What’s your name?”

“Oh, I’m Derpy!” I reply, calming down now that I know he’s a good guy. “It’s just you startled me.”

“Bad first impression, huh? Happens all the time.” He winked and laughed. “Go ahead and meet some other people! YEAH!” The loud shout makes me jump, but when I regain my bearings I turn to see a pair of young boys. I talk to the shortest of the pair first.

“Hi! I’m Snips.”

Snips: Super High School Level Scissor Master

Snips was sort of teal-coloured, with bright orange hair that was relatively short. He wore jeans that were evidently too long for him, as he had to roll up the ends, green sneakers and a black shirt with a scissor emblem on the front, symbolising the thing he was most famous for: the ability to cut anything perfectly in half with his lucky pair of scissors. I’ve even heard rumors that he can do the same thing with his teeth.

“Have you heard of me?” he asked, striking a dramatic pose.

“Snips, the master cutter - yes, I have,” I replied, grinning at his delight, “name’s Derpy, by the way.”

“Anything you want me to cut? You know, to test my skills?” He's still beaming, so I dig into my pocket and find two pieces of rope (even I’m not sure how they got there). I gave him one. “No, give me both, please! I want to show you what I can do!” I handed over the other one too. With one hand he fished out a pair of scissors from his pockets, carefully placed one of the ropes between its blades and...

Snip! He tossed it back to me, severed into two equal parts. I hold them up next to each other. There was no doubt about it: they’re exactly even, almost eerily so! As I applaud he motions for me to look at him again, before he takes the other piece of twine into his teeth and bites down - his bite almost sounds like real scissors - and in an instant the rope is severed as perfectly as the one before. There was pain in his eyes though as he rubbed his teeth. “I’m fine, it just takes a while to recover from snipping anything so big. Snails, you take over.”

Snails: Super High School Level Insect Breeder

The guy was orange - like, really orange - and his hair was teal and stuck up a little. He wore a green hoodie and light-coloured jeans. I heard he kept some of his insects down his jacket to keep them warm - I didn’t believe it, but it sounded disgusting.

“.....” He turned his head.

Thinking he might just be shy, I said, “Name’s Derpy,” and held out a hand. He pushed it away.

“I wouldn’t touch me if I were you.”

“O… k then.” Seemed the stories about the bugs living in his clothes were true.

“Sorry if I’m being unfriendly. I’m not good at talking to girls.” He closed his eyes, looking sad.

“Hey, cheer up. I think you made a decent impression,” I said, trying to give him a boost of confidence. From the way he smiled, it seemed like it worked.

“Thanks. Maybe I do have a chance with her...”

“Her?” I asked (although I knew it wasn’t my business, these matters are impossible not to want to find out about).

“Ummm... never mind. I’ll go talk to Snips for a bit,” he quickly headed off.

I wondered who he was talking about? I saw a girl approaching me, and wondered if maybe there was some chance it was ‘her’.

“You should know who I am, but if you don’t, the name is Diamond Tiara.”

Diamond Tiara: Super High School Level Crown Maker

She had a yellow jacket with white spots on the left side, a light gray skirt with dark grey spots on the top left and bottom right, black shorts and a matching shirt, and yellow boots with white soles. She was wearing a lot of accessories like a tiara (her namesake, perhaps?), a silver bracelet on her left wrist, a necklace, earrings, and anklets. She had a light purplish skin tone with well groomed purple and white striped hair. From what I’d heard, she is the daughter of a successful business man named Filthy Rich.

“Well? You can’t talk or something?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, sorry. My name is Derpy...” I trailed off, seeing her smug smirk.

“That sounds like the name nobody could love.” She grinned.

I should have known she’d have an attitude like that. She’s rich, so she was probably spoiled rotten.

“Seriously, why are we bothering introducing ourselves? It’s a waste of time, I say! You won’t even like any of these people. I certainly don’t.”

I’m not gonna lie, I thought she was a bitch. “Well, I could just move on and talk to someone else if you like.”

“Please do,” she says without hesitation.

I head to the next girl who looked to be wealthy as well.

“Hi. I’m Silver Spoon.”

Silver Spoon: Super High School Level Scion

She wore a purple shirt with white stripes at the end of the arms, a pink skirt with a white stripe over the bottom and purple boots with a white stripe on top with light blue bows. She also had a beaded necklace with matching bracelets. She had a grayish skin town and slightly darker hair and wore glasses. As her title implies, she was the next successor of her rich family, and from what I’ve heard she’d done a lot to deserve it. Just from her title alone, she has a done a lot for the family business, showing that she is worthy to be the next heir of the family. She was supposed to be friends with Diamond Tiara.

“Hello. My name’s Derpy.” I braced for more bratty language.

“Hello, Derpy. Its a pleasure to meet you,” she said in a calm voice. That surprised me - she didn’t sound like the last girl at all.

“Why so surprised?” She seemed confused.

“Oh, it’s nothing really. It’s just your friend...”

“Well, you should know that not every rich kid acts like Tiara. Well, I don’t want to keep you. I’d better let you go on to the next person. Goodbye!” She left, headed towards Diamond Tiara.

Wow. Maybe not all rich kids were spoiled (now I seem prejudiced, huh?). Still, I had to wonder why those two hung out together in the first place. I guess they just have chemistry with each other. I looked to my left, seeing an imperious woman and made for her.

“Greetings, future fan. You are meeting the Great and Powerful Trixie!”

Trixie: Super High School Level Magician

She wore a blue dress along with a dark blue vest and matching boots with purple anklets with stars on them and gemstones at the top. Strangest of all, she had a purple cape and a matching hat. She had a light blueish skin tone with hair that has white and light blue strips. From what I heard she was a magician but she’s supposed to have gotten really bad reviews. Every one of her shows supposedly bombed after an incident between her and some other girl, though lately things seemed to have picked up enough for her to keep her title.

“Aren’t you amazed?” She pointed her finger at me.

“Amazed about what?”

“That you get an up-close look at Trixie, the best, most GREAT and POWERFUL magician in the world!”

I forgot to mention that she liked to speak in the third person. I don’t know why. Perhaps it was to give herself airs and graces.

“So how about it, young Derpy! Would you like Trixie to perform a magic trick?” She puts one hand over the other and starts to do something, probably magic, I guess.

“Er… no thanks. Besides, we both have a lot of introductions to make.” I quickly made an excuse to get out of it.

“Trixie accepts this. She will show you later then.”

I headed to the next group, three young girls. I spoke to the little one first.

“Howdy there! My name is Apple Bloom.”

Apple Bloom: Super High School Level Carpenter

She wore tight jeans with a belt buckle, a light green shirt with a picture of a canvas and working tools on the left side, and yellow boots with pink bottoms. She had a light peachy yellowish skin tone, and long red hair with a pink bow on top. I heard that she was the founder and the first member of the Talent Mark Crusaders: three kids that tried to find their talents. Once they did, they decided to help others to do the same. Apple Bloom was good at building and fixing things and always got things done perfectly. She was a part of the tight knit Apple family.

“Hello, my name is Derpy. I never thought I see you here.”

“Really? Of course I’d be here! What makes you say that?” She put her arms up and formed fists.

“I just meant I never thought kids like you might be able to get into a high school,” I clarified.

She put her hands down, but still looked angry. “Have you not seen Diamond Tiara and Silver spoon!? Sheesh, what a way to introduce yourself...”

It seemed that may have I pissed her off a bit. “Sorry about that. I take back what I said. I know you’re good at what you do regardless of your age.”

“Oh, that’s alright. How about you meet my other friends?” she smiled kindly and gestured to the other two. It looked like I was forgiven.

“Sure.” I looked to the next student, who happened to be in the same age as Apple Bloom.

“Hi there. My name is Sweetie Bell.”

Sweetie Belle: Super High School Level Singer

She wore a light magenta coat with a light pink and white striped shirt and a yellow skirt with a picture of a mic on the left side. She had magenta boots with yellow straps around them. Her skin tone is pure white and she has beautiful looking purple and light purple striped hair with curled tips and a red headband. She was the second member of the Talent Mark Crusaders. I heard that she had the voice of an angel, and her songs could be very soothing. She had a sister that owned a popular boutique.

“Hey... have you got the feeling you're being watched?” She looked up at me curiously.

“No,” I answered.

“Then its just me then.” She had a blank expression.

Curiosity got me, so I looked around before spotting Snails looking in our direction. He noticed me and turned away quickly. I figured Sweetie is the girl he had a crush on, but I decided not to out him to her.

“I wonder why we haven’t seen any teachers?” she asked curiously.

“I don’t know, but something tells me that nobody else is coming.”

“Ah well...” She put both hands behind her back and hummed a pretty tune.

I said goodbye to her and headed to the last of the group of the TMC

“Scootaloo here! No need for the applause!”

Scootaloo: Super High School Level Daredevil

She was wearing a black hoodie with light blue trim that had a picture of a wheel and lightning bolt on the left arm. She also had dark green shorts and grey boots that were light blue at the top. Her skin had a light orange tone and she had purple hair. I also noticed a bandage across her nose. She was the third and final member of the TMC. As her title suggests, she was a well known daredevil. People came from all around to her favorite skate park to see her perform stunts on the scooter that she never goes anywhere without. I even heard she was being trained by someone called the Queen of Performance so she could join the Wonder Colts.

“So are you here to comment on the shows I put on?” She crossed her arms proudly.

“Sorry but I haven’t actually seen you before, though I have heard that you’re quite talented.”

She let her hands fall to her sides casually. “Well I guess I should show you my skills right now!” She turned around and picked up her scooter. “Shall we?”

“HEY!” Trixie calls. “It’s been decided that we can’t do any performances or we will be here all day!” I guessed she didn’t want anyone showing off if she couldn’t too.

“Fine.” Scootaloo put the scooter down.

“Don’t worry about it. Besides, there’s not much here you can skate on,” I pointed out.

“Well, once introductions are done and we get out of here, I’ll show you what I’m made of.” She posed dramatically.

“All right.” I waved goodbye and headed to the next student.

“Hello there dudette! My name is Vinyl Scratch.”

Vinyl Scratch: Super High School Level DJ

She had a tight white vest with blue stripes on the shoulder with a white skirt with a pair of eighth notes on it. She wore purple gloves that didn’t cover the fingers, big purple shades, purple pants with a light purple lightning bolt pattern, blue boots with a falling star design. She had a pure white skin tone with earphones and two-tone blue hair. She was a popular DJ that was in high demand wherever there was a party thanks to her unique sound and great personality.

“Well what do we have here? Gotta say you look interesting,” she pushes her glasses up.

“Yes. My name is Derpy.”

“Derpy. Really? That is a weird name, but cool nonetheless.” She laughs a little.

“I never thought my name would be cool.” I’ll admit I like the compliment.

“Well of course. In fact we should hang out more once we introduce ourselves to everybody else.”

“Sure, I’ll keep that in mind.” After that, I headed to the last person of that particular group.

“Hello... My name is Octavia...”

Octavia: Super High School Level Cellist

Based on her outfit, she was rather wealthy. It was a black vest with some golden buttons on the side of sleeve and a small treble clef button on the lapel, a grey skirt, black stockings and black shoes. She had a grey skin tone with long black hair and full eyelashes. When it came to classical music, she knew best. Whenever she appeared in a concert, she would have the audience utterly captivated by the sound of her cello.

“.....” She stayed silent.

“My name is Derpy.” I put my hand out but still got no response; she just looked away from me.

“Come on Octy, try talking to her a little!” Vinyl interjected, trying to get Octavia to express herself.

“Hey, don’t interrupt me!” Octavia said before turning back to me. “Um, so how is it going?”

“Oh, it’s fine.”

“Come on, Octy, be more expressive!” Vinyl urged.

“Please stop interrupting!” Octavia shouted back at Vinyl.

“I see you have you Cello there.” I thought I’d give her something something to talk about.

“Yes. It was given to me by someone. I don’t want to to talk about it.” She turned her head down to the side with a sad look.

“Ok. I think I’ll go see those last few people then.” I headed over the last group and started with the one on the far right.

“Hello. My name is Dr. Time Turner Whooves. It’s nice to meet you”

Dr. Whooves: Super High School Level Time Manager

He wore a blue business suit with an hourglass button, red sneakers, a brown tie and a white shirt underneath. He had a brown skin tone and fuzzy hair. I had no idea what his talent was suppose to be; from what I’ve heard it has something to do with telling time, but that’s all. I’d never heard of him being in a hospital, but most people just call him the Doctor. I actually knew him from fifth grade, where he helped me when I was dealing with depression. It had been a long time though, and I’d heard he was pretty popular with the girls. I figured he probably didn’t remember me.

To my surprise, however, his eyes lit up when he saw me approach. “Derpy, is that you? It’s been so long! So tell me, champ, how’s it been?” He gave one of those cute, irresistible smiles.

“I’m doing fine, though I’m shocked that you actually remember me.” The fact that he still remembered after all these years made my heart thump a mile a minute.

He smiled deeply. “Oh pish posh, how I could forget the only friend I made in elementary school. I thought I was never gonna see you again.”

“I thought so too.” My gosh, I loved that british accent.

“Well, we should move on and introduce ourselves to the others, but we should hang out once this is over.”

I smiled and blushed. “Sure.” I headed to next person.

“You should know me by now, unless you’ve been living under a rock. The name is Sunset Shimmer.”

Sunset Shimmer: Super High School Level Princess

She wore a slick black jacket with a purple shirt with a sun mark on it. She also had an orange skirt with a light yellow and purple stripe and black boots with a purple flame design. She had a yellow skin tone and flaming long hair that seemed to burn like the sun. Everything I’ve heard about her was mostly negative. Throughout my middle school days I was told how she thought she was better than everybody - allegedly because she’s a ‘princess from another world.’ That sounded pretty ridiculous, but I figured that maybe when she says ‘another world,’ she means another country, though I don’t know where that could possibly be. Whatever the case, she tended to use her princess story to justify doing whatever she wanted.

“Um, hello there. My name is-”

“Don’t speak.” She interrupts me.

“Ok...” I obeyed.

“You will speak to me only when I speak to you.”

“.....” I stay quiet for a while but then I realized that she didn’t intend to speak to me at all. Well, that was fine, I honestly didn’t care much. I quickly went to the next person after her.

“Lyra here! Hope you’re feelin’ good.”

Lyra: Super High School Level Harpist

She had a yellow shirt and white shorts with a green stripe, as well as a pair of long boots. Her skin was light green and she had beautiful white and green hair. I remembered seeing her once in a talent show; her music was the most soothing thing I’d ever heard. It came as no surprise when she ended up getting a music contract.

“Its nice to meet new people.” She smiled.

“Yes it is. My name is Derpy.”

She looked at me very oddly. “I see. Well, I hope I get to know you a lot more... you might have something I’m interested in.”

I had no idea what she is talking about and I had to admit she was creeping me out a bit. I’d heard rumors that she has a interest of horse biology... I don’t know what that had to do with me but I somehow got the strangest feeling that that was connected to the way she was looking at me.

“Am I creeping you out?” she asks.

“No, I’m just a little uncomfortable here.” I tugged at my shirt a bit just to get some air.

“Well, I’ll go talk to someone else if you want.” She grinned.

“Sure.” I started talking to the girl next to her.

“Hi there. My name is Bon Bon.”

Bon Bon: Super High School Level Candy Maker

She wore a simple looking yellow shirt, a skirt with blue and yellow stripes, and dark blue boots. Her skin was cream colored and her hair was blue and pink. I’d heard from kids around town that her candy was the best in the world. They tended to eat it until they got sick, not that anybody could blame them. The candy was just that good!

“Hi my name is-”

“Derpy, I know,” she interrupted me.

“What? How?” I asked in confusion.

“You introduced yourself to the others so much, I was bound to overhear at least once,” she said with a smile.

“Oh. So tell me, what kind of candy do you make?”

“All kinds. It’d be easier to tell you which kinds I don’t make. Anyway, sorry for my friend creeping you out.”

“Oh, you mean Lyra? Don’t worry about it.”

She looked away, looking a bit sad. “She tends to get that way around certain people. It’s probably why she doesn't have much friends other than me. She’s a nice person once you get to know her more.”

“Ok. Well I should go talk to that last person. Talk to you later!” With that I left those two and introduced myself to the final student.

“Hello there. My name is Flash Sentry.”

Flash Sentry: Super High School Level Guitarist

He wore a black jacket with a red and white stripe across it, slightly scuffed blue jeans, and black shoes with a white stripe down the center. His shirt bore a picture of a shield with a yellow lightning bolt over it. He had a yellowish skin tone with spiked blue hair. Like the doctor, he was the type of guy who girls thought was just perfect. He was a well known guitar player in a band that he started with his group of friends. He dated Sunset for a while, but it didn’t last thanks to her personality.

“If you gonna ask me out for a date then I’m not interested,” he said as soon as he saw me.

“That’s rather out of the blue.” When did I even think of asking him out?

“Sorry about that. It’s just that I already have too many girls that ask me out and I don’t feel like dating for a while.”

“Ah. Does it have anything to do with Sunset?”

“Oh yeah. It took me way too long to realize what kind of person she was.” He hung his head in sadness.

Before I could say anything else, Sunset interrupted me. “Alright, now that we’ve introduced ourselves, can we figure out why we’re here already?”

“That’s right,” Dr. Whooves agreds. “Derpy, do you remember what happened when you entered the school?”

“Yeah,” I answered. “When I first stepped onto the school grounds, I got knocked out.”

“That’s exactly what happened to the rest of us,” Lyra said.

“What do you think it means?” Photo Finish asked.

“I think I know,” Sunset said. “This is a kidnapping.”

Once she said those words, a wave of fear spread out among us.

“You mean someone’s going to hold us here against our will?” Sweetie Belle asked in a scared voice.

“Well, whoever it is, they’re messing with the wrong girl!” Scootaloo balled her hands into fists.

“As if you could do anything,” Tiara said, Silver Spoon laughing along with her.

“So you’re saying we’re stuck here?” Berry Punch asked.

“I don’t think so,” said Octavia.

“What are you talking about?” Gilda demanded, the conversation trying her temper.

Octavia looks a little intimidated, but continues. “Well from the look of it, the windows aren't boarded up at all and I’ve taken a look outside. Nothing seems out of the ordinary.”

“I guess so…” Said Berry Punch. “Let’s just go outside I guess. If we were kidnapped, somebody would try to stop us. Maybe us all passing out didn’t mean anything. After all, I do it all the time.”

“Ugh. This is the type of commoner I have to associate with?” Sunset scoffed.

Regardless of Berry’s theory about passing out, there were a set of doors on the side of the auditorium that looked like they led outside. We all walked over to them, and sure enough they opened easily.

Outside, we saw the school’s a huge football and track field. Beyond that, however, the outside looked nothing like before. Our entire hometown was replaced with some bizarre place that looked straight out of a cartoon.

*Track use: Despair syndrome*

“What is going on!” Snails screams.

“It’s just like I thought. We were kidnapped.” Sunset smirks.

“Trixie ask why are you so calm about this!”

“Yeah. That doesn’t make any sense… unless you have something to do with this.” Snowflake gives her a wary glance.

“I wouldn’t put it past her.” Flash said “After all, she does came from a far away kingdom, so she might have some powerful organization at her disposal.”

“Don’t make that kind of accusation so quickly,” Dr. Whooves warned. “Besides, I don’t think any normal kingdom kingdom would have the resources to do this kind of thing.”

Sunset stayed quiet for a moment, her expression unreadable. My first guess was that she was happy someone stood up for her, but she didn’t seem to care all that much. It may have just been a look of condescension at Flash.

“Besides, if she is involved, why is she here with us?” The Doctor stated.

“Maybe she’s here to spy on us.” Flash suggested.

“Then go find evidence to support your claim.” Once he said that, Flash couldn’t help but feel defeated. He stayed quiet.

Once everyone calmed down, I spoke up. “Why don’t we check out the area. It’ll be better for us to all know where we are.”

“Good idea” Bon Bon agreed. “But let’s be careful. We still don’t know what this place is or how we got here.”

Trixie started to lead the way. “Very well, follow me! As we explore this unknown, potentially deadly territory, I, the great and powerful Trixie, will protect us from potential threats with her mighty spe-”

Diamond Tiara knocked her on the head, interrupting her monologue. “Hey don’t scream like that! You might attract someone dangerous!”

While they were bickering, I saw the TMC heading off toward the neighborhood. The rest of the group soon followed them (Trixie and Diamond Tiara catching on rather late, much to their embarrassment).

We soon arrived to a group of houses set up in two parallel lines. Scootaloo checked one of them up close and saw that it had a nameplate on it. “Hey!” She shouted. “This says it’s my house!”

Silver Spoon scoffed at the idea that we’d been given that kind of accommodation by kidnappers, but on a whim decided to check the next house, only to find that it was hers.

“I live next to her? Are you kidding me!?” Both girls shouted.

The rest of us looked around and found that each house had been assigned to one of our group. All of them, however, were locked.

“So we have our own houses, but why?” Snips questioned.

“Maybe it’s our kidnapper’s way of saying ‘welcome,’” Sunset answered.

The thought of that made me think that whoever did all this must have had an incredible amount of time on their hands. Before I can say anything though, a loud static noise echoed throughout the town. We looked around and notice that there’s a giant TV monitor on the front of the school. How did we not see that before? It showed a shadowy figure, though I couldn’t make out who it was through all the white noise.

“Testing! 1, 2, 3! Testing!” Its voice was rough, yet squeaky in a way that’s almost cute, but something about it sent chills up my spine. “Ok, I think I got this speaker working. Welcome everybody! I hope you enjoy the scenery, but there’s no time to waste! You probably have a lot of questions, but if you meet me at City Hall, I’ll explain everything.” The screen shut off after that.

Everybody started to panic again.

“Ahhh! Its the kidnapper!” Sweetie Belle shouted in terror.

“Well it’s about time!” Scootaloo said with excitement. “I’m gonna teach this guy a lesson!” She quickly skated off to where the kidnapper said he’d be.

“Hold on Scootaloo! Don’t go alone!” Sweetie Belle said, following her.

“Yeah, wait for us!” Apple Bloom ran after.

“Let's be careful. I got a bad feeling about this.” Snowflake went as well.

“Well it doesn’t matter! I want to know what I’m up against,” Diamond Tiara followed them, with Silver Spoon close behind.

“I! Photo Finish! will show this person some manners!”

“Hey!” Snip and Snails shouted at the same time. “Wait for us!”

“Whoever this punk is, I’m gonna serve him a whole can of whoop ass!” Gilda grinned maliciously.

Soon all of the others were on their way, but I couldn’t help but fear that something horrible was about to happen. My body refused to move until I felt Dr. Whooves’ hand on my shoulder.

“Scared?” he asks.

“Ya a little.” I lie. I’m closer to ‘utterly horrified’ right now.

He just smiled. “Let’s go together then, shall we?”

I turn away and blush uncontrollably. One thing I could say I was glad for was that I could be close to someone I really wanted to hang with. “Ok,” I answered.

We quickly walked through the strange village. The buildings looked like any normal looking houses, but the strange thing was that there was grass everywhere, no roads or sidewalks whatsoever. That certainly wasn’t normal; maybe we really were in some faraway land. The thought of that made me worry about Dinky. She had no idea what happened to me...

We soon met up with the others and at a large building. A banner was displayed proudly across the front.

Welcome, our new Mayor!

“Well it’s about time you two showed up!” Lyra shouted. “What took you so long?”

*Track use: MonoKuma pops in*

Before I could answer, the same voice we heard from the monitor interrupted me. “It seems that we’re all here. Lets get going!” We all turned toward the sound of the voice: At first it seemed to be just a podium in front of City Hall, but suddenly something shot out from behind it and landed on top. It looked like a teddy bear, colored half black and half white. The white half was normal enough, but the black one had a glaring red eye and half of a monstrous grin. The kidnapper himself wasn’t there, only that weird toy.

*Track use: MomomomKuma*

“Is this a fucking joke?” Gilda said angrily.

“Trixie said watch your language!” Trixie pointed at her accusingly. “There are kids here who should not learn that kind of talk!”

“I think so too.” The same voice we heard before spoke up again. We all looked around, still not seeing the source, until it came again. “I’m right here you bastards!” When we looked back to the podium, we saw that the bear was actually standing up on its own. “Well, now that you’re all focused on me, let’s get started!”

All of us were pretty much speechless. That kind of thing should be impossible!

“What in tarnation? It spoke!” Apple Bloom shouted.

“Of course I can speak, you little brat! I’m Monokuma and I’m just as alive as any of you!” he shouted indignantly.

“Trixie doesn’t believe this. It could be remote controlled,” she suggested.

“Upupupu...” Monokuma chuckled in a rather bizarre fashion. “That’s stupid! I happen to be very much alive.”

“Forget if it’s real or not!” Gilda shouted with intense anger. “Answer me this you piece of shit: are you the kidnapper?”

“Upupupupu! Of course. I was the one that brought you all here.”

Gilda smiled and smacked her fist into her hand. “Well now that that’s settled, I’m gonna kick your ass!”

“Before you do. Let me tell why all of you are here. At least let me live for that!” Monokuma begged.

Gilda hesitantly lowered her arms. “Fine, get talking’.”

“Ok then. You see, the 20 of you were selected to live in this area, which I like the to call MonoKuma town, for the rest of your lives.”

“Wait, you're saying that we’re being forced to be here?” Octavia shouted.

“There is no way I’m getting stuck here! I! Photo Finish! have to be somewhere by now!”

“Well, that’s the rule.” Monokuma said. “At least it’s one of them, anyway. There is a way out if you want, and that is by destroying the order of this place. If you did that, then I’ll be happy to let you leave.” His smile grew rather unsettling.

“What do you mean ‘destroying the order?” Sunset asked.

Mono Bears answered without missing a beat. “Well that’s simple! All you have to do is murder someone!”

*Track use: Weekly Despair magazine*

That sentence alone nearly knocked the breath from us. To murder someone... That is the lowest thing anyone could possibly do!

“Your joking right?” Flash said, his voice shaking a little. The rest of us all felt the same way.

“Of course,” Taria said, trying to mask her fear. “He has to be joking. I mean, as goofy looking as he is, how could you take anything he says that seriously?”

Monokuma just laughed maniacally. “Nope, It’s the truth! In order to get out of the place, you have to kill someone! Any way will work, like beating, stabbing, drowning, etc.” He jumped off the podium and walked into the middle of our group. “When you do kill somebody, then you’ll be able to leave.”

I couldn’t move a single part of my body after hearing that. In fact all of can’t stomach on what he said.

“Ok this has to be a joke! It has to be!” Scootaloo couldn’t accept this. “I mean what reason would any of us have to do that!”

Monokuma just laugh. “Its pretty simple my little girl,” his red eyes began to glow. “If you don’t then you’ll be stuck in this cartoon world forever.”

“For….Forever?” Photo Finish couldn’t help but felt fear when he said that.

“Ummm?” Vinyl lay a hand on her head. “I don’t thank I’ll be able to hold a party for that long.”

“Trixie can barely handle one show as it is!” She drop her mouth to a frown.

Monokuma couldn’t help but feel pleasure out of our situation here. “Well that is just how it is here as I’m your new mayor and you’ll do as I say.”

“LIKE HELL WE WILL!” Gilda shouted. “Or, since you say you want us to kill, then I choose to kill you!” She picked him up roughly off the ground.

“AHHHH!” Monokuma panicked and struggled against her grasp. “You’re assaulting the mayor! MONOGUARDS, PROTECT YOUR MAYOR!”

*Track use: Buzzkill*

“MonoGuards?” Gilda asked, pausing for just a moment before the ground started shaking and four enormous machines charged into the area. One was shaped like a Unicorn with machine gun turrets on its back and a rocket launcher for a horn, the second was a bear with cartoonish spiked boxing gloves, third was an Eagle with razor-like feathers, and last was a Bunny with equally sharp ears and teeth.

All of us were horrified at the appearance of the Mono Guards, but Gilda, who had completely frozen in place, was probably feeling it the worst.

“Save me from this hooligan!” Monokuma yelped as he desperately struggle to get out her grasp. Instantly, the unicorn pointed its gatling guns at Gilda and opened fire. She would have been cut down right there but Snowflake was able to tackle her out of the way just in time.

“Are you alright?” Snowflake asked.

Gilda just shoved him off roughly. “Yeah, I’m fine! I didn’t get shot did I?” It seemed that was the closest she could come to making a genuine apology.

Even though she was saved, though, the Mono Guards’ display of lethal power was more than enough to ensure that none of us would doubt the danger.

“Wahhhhhh!” Snails shouted, falling into a fetal position.

“This...This…” That was the most that Photo Finish could get out.

“Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap...” Flash sentry was utterly scared out of his mind.

“Uppupupupu… Hahahahaha!” Mono bear laughed gloatingly. “Now that you know the punishment for assaulting the Mayor, it looks like you all know your place.”

“It looks like we can’t oppose you at the moment...” Dr. Whooves said tensely.

“Now that I got my point across,I suppose I’ll be taking my leave now. But before I go…” He throws us a bunch of electronic devices. We all pick them up, fearing what the Mono Guards might do if we refuse. “These are your your very own PDAs. Don’t lose them as they is your guide and key to accessing some of the many locations here. Well then, I’ll see ya all later!” He darted off, his Mono Guards following.

*Track use: Despair Syndrome*

We all stood frozen as the gravity of the situation began to sink in.

“This… this sucks!” Scootaloo finally shouted. It was all she could get out, but it broke the tension a little

“‘This sucks?’ ‘This sucks!?’ More like we’re in Hell!” Silver Spoon yelled angrily.

“Hey, calm down. Let’s check the rules that this psycho bear left us. It’s better than just standing here,” Vinyl Scratch suggested.

I checked and see the menu screen of the PDA and saw an option that said “Laws.” I opened it up and found these rules:

1) Citizens are to live out their lives here in the town.

2) From 10:00 pm to 7:00 am is considered “night time.” During night time, Citizens should stay in their homes at all costs.

3) If you stay somewhere else other than your home, then that will be treated as you sleeping there.

4) You are allowed to explore the area as much as you please, provided you do not go too far.

5) Violence against the Mayor is prohibited as well as the destruction of surveillance cameras.

6) A criminal who kills a fellow Citizen will be able to leave this area if they can conceal their guilt from other

7) Additional laws will be added if necessary.

The thought of these rules controlling my life made my gut ache. I just couldn’t stand the idea of that bear having us all in his grip like that.

“Like I’m gonna follow some damn rules!” Gilda shouted. “Who ever that bear is, I’m gonna fucking murder him!”

“Now, now,” Bon Bon said, desperately trying to calm her down, “let’s not get hasty and tick the bear off again.”

“He’s not the only one we need to look out for,” said the Doctor.

“What do you mean by that?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“Us. We have to keep in mind that there’s no telling what the rest of us are willing to do. We will all have to work together in order to get out of here, and hope that nobody does what Mono bear said and kill someone else for our own safety.”

Everybody looks around at each other with fear and suspicion. It wasn’t a pretty thought, but there was no denying it was true. The worst part though, was the idea that even then someone could have been contemplating murder.

Talk about the start of a new life, huh?

Prologue: Welcome to MonoKuma town.

End

Remaining population: 20

Derpy
Dr. Whooves
Sunset Shimmer
Gilda
Snowflake
Flash Sentry
Lyra
Bon Bon
Snips
Snails
Vinyl Scratch
Octavia
Scootaloo
Sweetie Belle
Applebloom
Trixie
Photo Finish
Diamond Tiara
Silver spoon
Berry Punch

To Be Continued