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"Ding ding ding! It's done! It's over!"
Monokuma waved his arms in the air, his face growing hot with anger. "Pathetic! This display only goes to show what a bunch of chumps you all are! All this talk of conviction and truth, but it seems you can't seem to find either! Only one vote... you should be thankful it wasn't an incorrect one!"
The wall to the weapons room then slid into the ground, taking Bullet's body with it. The five suspects were free to join the podium group now.
"If you want to know who was to blame, take a gander!"
The monitor showing a feed of the room changed to an earlier recording of when the lights went out. Monokuma pulled out a remote, pausing the feed at just the exact moment the lights in the room flashed for just a second. Pushing aside Victoria and standing where Shane would have been was an unknown man.
Strangely enough, his face was turned slightly toward the camera, a smile frozen on his face.
Victoria stammered at the image. "W-Wasn't that where Shane was?"
Jude's hands gripped his podium, his eyes staring deep into the image before him. "Stiles," he began, not looking away, "didn't you say Wanda's journals mentioned spirits who might possess Shane? I think... Honda was right."
The door into the hallway creaked open as heels were heard on the hard wood floor. Pushing the door open, a female figure appeared in front of the bear and his students.
"Well. Hello, everyone. I'm sorry if I am late. Is the trial over?"
She smiled evenly, casually taking a spot at one of the podiums. "I can answer your question, Victoria. That's BOB."
Shane looked like he staring into the abyss as he turned to Wanda. "The fuck? You're suppose to be dead? I-I... Bob? What the hell...?"
Frowning, empathy was evident on the witch's face as she took a breath in. "You see, BOB is controlling you, Shane. I tried to warn you. That's when the darkness and BOB... they tried to attack my mind. Overwhelm my being. I was already weakened mentally and physically. It was a smart move. I was the only thing stopping them, so they needed to get rid of me. They had enough hold on me to trick poor Usami into thinking it was me who asked her to kill me. When, in fact? They had enough control to make me utter those words."
"Hehe... you got me! Sometimes dark forces just work together so well!" Monokuma rubbed at the back of his head, looking playful. "He's been a big help, you know! It's just too bad we couldn't keep the Witch down!"
"But... why is Wanda here?" Jude look to the woman as if pleading for answers. "I... examined your dead body."
Daughter began to giggle at that, She brought a hand to her face as she doubled over, her giggles turning into laughter that shook her entire body.
"Haha... Ahahaha!" After a moment, she stopped and sighed, looking up at Jude with a smile. "You all were told that death is not the end in the dark place, why find it so unbelievable? Wanda's soul was taken, where the darkness would warp it for its own creation... and yet, she seems to have remained intact. Usami was right to have brought her here, it seems."
"I'm sorry, Jude. I never thanked you for helping me get away from Shane. I know this is confusing. However, if you read my journal, you know I had a plan."
"I understand, I think, but--"
"But enough talk... the conduit was voted, and so the conduit shall fall. Their souls will be released into the void to become one with Her. One with -
M O T H E R."
Daughter smirked as she casually climbed up and over her podium. She took a slow walk toward the opposite side where Shane stood, raising her knife so that it was point at the man's chest. "Prepare for--"
"W-Wait, stop!" Kyoko exclaimed, attempting to extend her arm as if to stop Daughter from whatever she was about to do, though before she was able to protest further, she'd break out into another violent cough, causing her knees to buckle for a bit as her body weakened further.
"-- S A L V A T I O N."
"This is insane, you know that? Look, I don't care what the fuck Wanda says. I ain't killed that girl!"
Suddenly, Daughter vaulted into the air, slamming into Shane. The pair slammed to the ground, Shane on his back with Daughter straddling him. She plunged her knife deep into his chest, laughing.
Wanda had tried to act sooner, but Shane was already bleeding out by the time Wanda fired a hex bolt at the girl. Daughter was tossed into the wall. Wanda then turned and threw another bolt Tharja's way, freeing her of the confines of Felix's armor.
"No."
As Daughter reeled from the one bolt, a flurry a few more smashed into her, crumbing the wall around her. "Your actions are so flippant, daughter." The rubble around Daughter hardened and change into a cement like former, trapping the girl.
"Do you yield? Or should I turn that cement into lava? You or your mother can't beat me. I know you know that."
"Oh... Really now? You know better than anyone the power of this realm, Witch." Daughter seethed through her teeth. The cement around her cracked and shook, breaking under the girl's sudden burst of strength. She crashed through, laughing and weeping all at once.
"Truly amazing! You are just so amazing! I'm practically drowning in despair! No matter what I do... you keep coming back! Only in this world of despair could a force such as yourself be born! You're on full display, your potential brought out by the chaos of despair! Amazing... amazing, amazing! Face me! Face me in this arena of despair and let chaos decide the winner!"
Daughter dropped her arms to the side. She looked up into the air, mouth wide open. "Don't you know that -
s a l v a t i o n
is revealed in the -
t r u t h?"
Daughter was enveloped by a flash of light. When it dissipated, the woman was gone, replaced by...
"Queen Despair is in the house! Junko Enoshima, classic flavor! After ten thousand years, I'm free!" The woman placed her fists on her hips, looking perfectly fine. After a moment of confusion, Wanda fired off another shot, but the blast deflected off some kind of invisible barrier around Junko.
"Wha--?!"
Kyoko let out a gasp, placing one hand on her chest (which had also began to ache badly) while the other was on the podium for her support, the girl genuinely surprised by the turn of events that had transpired. Part of her felt like she should have seen this coming, all things considered, but... Even so, this kind of development, the facade... What was she even doing here? Was this another incarnation of... her?
Monokuma hopped into Junko's hands.
"Upupu, thanks for the interesting trial, you guys! Junko Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair, was the mastermind all along! That's the most surprising twist I've ever heard of!"
"Perhaps it is unnecessary to state at this point, but Daughter was only ever another persona I went by. However, I must admit that I was becoming bored of her. Perhaps it was cliché of me, but I intended to reveal myself during this trial all along."
"You see, after my red string of fate was cut, I found myself lost. Perhaps it was another kind of fate that I found myself coming across the dark place and the forces it contained. Chaos reigned in the dark place, for it was a realm that thrived on despair. This was incredibly fascinating. I found a kindred spirit in the being known as Mother. Maybe we don't always understand each other, but I am proud to call myself her Daughter."
"Now listen the fuck up!! You may now know the mastermind, but don't forget the original mission! You fucking degenerates better listen real good, as you have one more vote to do! Who killed Mark Jefferson?! Take my word, it wasn't fucking me! The four here who could have done it are standing right here! Benjamin Horne, Jamie Wright, Stan Larsen, Stephen Holder!" Junko pointed to each of the men in turn.
"Now--"
"Ugh, you know what? I'm kind of getting bored of that too. Whatever~ We're on the clock here, so hurry up and get to it! It's time for the graduation exam!"
Panting deeply, her sweats and overall general condition getting worse by the moment, Kyoko tried her best to keep her bearings, glaring at the young woman who called herself Junko Enoshima deliberately.
"You... You won't get away with this..."
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The attention of Shane's punishment was drawn from Nono as she gazed upon Kyoko, easing her mind.
"Oh dear, I was almost frightened there..." Nono says, "Kirigiri-san, are you al-"
No, she was not. Nono gazed upon the one Kyoko recognised.
"Ten thousand years? Wha- what's going on, Kirigiri-san? Well, that does explain the outdated fashion sense..." Nono says, "... Enoshima Junko... was it?"
Nono coughed.
"Morikubo has always pictured herself disappearing from the face of Earth in many ways, but vanishing by Monokuma's hands - no - your hands - the hands of a coward who refused to outgrow her childish fantasies - that is not one of them, and it will never be. You may argue how friendship and hope won't save us, but I ask - is this 'despair' thing... any better a salvation? Morikubo is sick and tired of your motivations... or lack thereof... Morikubo... I... will stand alongside Kirigiri-san and everyone else! I'll never abandon the friends I've made here!"
"Oh dear, I was almost frightened there..." Nono says, "Kirigiri-san, are you al-"
No, she was not. Nono gazed upon the one Kyoko recognised.
"Ten thousand years? Wha- what's going on, Kirigiri-san? Well, that does explain the outdated fashion sense..." Nono says, "... Enoshima Junko... was it?"
Nono coughed.
"Morikubo has always pictured herself disappearing from the face of Earth in many ways, but vanishing by Monokuma's hands - no - your hands - the hands of a coward who refused to outgrow her childish fantasies - that is not one of them, and it will never be. You may argue how friendship and hope won't save us, but I ask - is this 'despair' thing... any better a salvation? Morikubo is sick and tired of your motivations... or lack thereof... Morikubo... I... will stand alongside Kirigiri-san and everyone else! I'll never abandon the friends I've made here!"
"A bitch, huh? Sure, why not. Is that what you're looking for, a bitch for your collection?" Junko leaned forward over her podium, looking Sledge's way seductively. "Come on, we all know deep down that's what all men desire! Go hog wild... let chaos and despair control you! I want to see how unpredictable you can be!"
"That first part's a little difficult to deny, but last I checked, most men had standards. I'm pretty sure the chicken guy here has his own standards too. We all do."
Nono turns towards Kyoko.
"O- oh dear... that was embarassing... but satisfying... breaking out of character like that... should Morikubo remember or forget it? Anyways, we're concluding the case of Jefferson... maybe Morikubo should turn her attention to it..."
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