Dangan ronpa: Twisted fate

Trial room, Left Shift

There standing on the opposite side of this circular chamber of dread was the epitome of my nightmares, a girl roughly my age with cerulean blue eyes and her blond hair worn in a twin set of messy pigtails and a ornate crown set at a jaunty angle. There was no way this could be anyone else I was standing toe to toe with the dark design, the mastermind of the mutual killing game, the one thing I feared....Junko enoshima.

"Ugh! why are you still dressing like that? Still hoping that if you look enough like him that daddy will take you back, oh that's just so..."

"DON'T YOU DARE BRING HIM INTO THIS!" 'Especially sense your the reason I started dressing like this to begin with.'

"Oh...daddy issues? Don't bother, I already know after all-

"NO!"

"What kind of mother doesn't know their own daughter, upupupu!" 'That grin...evil is the only word that can describe that. Alright I...I need to calm down the more upset I get the stronger j

unko becomes.'

"Hey can you hear me in there? Listen if your in there left shift, you can't just deny everything don't let whatever is in there with you tell who you are. You know what's true and what's false trust me stand up and face the truth and you can beat it."

"W-Who are you?"

"Are you talking to yourself again, That is hardly becoming of the future queen of the new world." 'She's standing there like she has already won...but what I heard was right, if I can face this then I can beat her...I can beat the ultimate despair!'

"I'm not going down without a fight!"

"Oh well, I guess if I beat you down now you won't be a problem later. Very well then have at thee!"

Periodically left shift will be forced to face off with her inner self (Who for some reason take the form of junko enoshima) and will not be able to proceed until she defeats her in a awakening debate...Oh! you never heard of those it's simply a rebuttal showdown that takes place inside someone's head now on to the fight!

Awakening Debate

Affirm

Deny

Junko- You know, it's really hard to watch you act like this. I mean didn't I teach you to respect your mother, or is that just a lesson that we skipped like potty training for mikuko.

Left- You were dead long before I was born, get to the point of your argument.

Junko- I see, your just like her, my dear sister. Oh, how I miss her at times.

Left-Try telling that to someone who doesn't know that you killed her in cold blood.

Junko You see, right there we really are the same after all.

I'll cut that claim if half!

"The same...we're nothing alike, you deceived your friends, misled those who idolized you, you even went so far as to kill your own sister and the only person who ever loved you all for the sake of despair. I'm not like that, I'm not like you and I NEVER will be, got that!"

"...alright you win....for now..." As the room slowly faded from sight I heard her add"I'm watching you..." in a somehow sickening singsong voice. When I awoke I was laying down on something rather hard, a glance around the room told me that I was back inside the nurses office but, when I try to stand up.

"AGH!" A sharp pain shoots through my right leg and before I can make another move a old man moves to the bed from somewhere I didn't see and rolls me back onto it.

"There, well now that your awake Let's go over the damage you caused yourself before you try to do something stupid like compete in ninja warrior,Hohohehe!" At first glance you would think this guy is way overweight, his oversized tee-shirt just managing to cover his gut yet when he walked over to get some papers, my charts I presume, he moved without a sound say for a audible pop when he leaned to pick them up. "Now let's see your Toko fukawa Jr. correct?" I nod, no point in lying about that if octavia hasn't blabbed it to half the school by now they'll find out eventually anyway. "Excellent, cause I don't think I have chart for your guest anyway,Hehe." I can feel a strange gentleness in his words...'oh, god tell me I am not THAT kind of woman!' I chuckle nervously. "Don't worry you file says to call you left shift unless you say otherwise, oh my did I introduce myself yet, I'm your on campus general care practitioner...at least that's what the annoying little spoiled brat said it was called back in my day we just called them mentors, dwayne wrightfield by the way."

Dwayne Wrightfield

Ultimate Mentor

"Yeah, You know this room use to be a old broom closet?" 'That's a strange topic?'

"N-no..."

"Well to be fair it was before your time...seems a lifetime ago to me at times, he, when did I get old?" 'Judging by the WWE shirt around 2016.' "Anyway you'll be fine bed-rest for the rest of the day and we should be able to release you on a light load restriction for a week after that you should be fine, but I do have one concern...it involves the reason you came under my care." 'Here it comes.' "Now I can't tell you to make friends but whoever you got inside you...they nearly succeeded in killing you." I was stunned not surprised, that would have been if she had left me be...like that was gonna happen, even after I beat her she still causes me trouble."Now I'm not a psycowhatchamacallit but this kind of thing is to much for any one person to handle, so I can't tell you to make friend but having a support net could help and I think I know where to start with that." I spent the rest of that day talking with dwayne about 'the good old days' turns out he use to be a recruiter for hopes peak and a good one at that, he used his ultimate mentor talent to find kids who were 'heading down a one way road' and 'turn them around before the hit the wall'. He Treated each and every one as if they were his own kid to the point that he actually kept pictures of them with him, he even listed off some sounding like a father dothing on his only child until...

"Who's that mr. wrightfield?" I asked pointing out a partially hidden picture of a platinum blond haired girl in a white button up shirt and short skirt with a hoodie.

"Oh that's..." He jumped when he saw which one I was pointing at."T-T-that's...C-" 'Why is he, wait he was a recruiter...did I just ask!?!'

"Dwayne?"

"Its-I'm ok, it's just hard to talk about her?"

"Who was she?"

"Her name was chiaki nanami, the ultimate gamer...the first I had to bury."

"I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Don't."

"Huh?"

"Never apologize for asking a question-" He turned back to the picture where it sat on its shelf."You asked...that means you cared, never apologize because you care do that and some good may come of that day yet." Dwayne said stoically but I could still see the tear he was fighting to hold back. I kept trying to think of something that I could do to help something to take his mind off of what was obviously a dark moment in his life...and I couldn't think of anything...well ok i did think of one thing but THAT wasn't happening aside from being completely inappropriate he was what 50 something that's old enough to be my grandfather! "Hold up, I think I got something for you." he went over to a nearby desk opened a drawer and closed it after about half a second of rumedging around for something he apparently found. "Just goes to show you what a unhealthy obsession with capsule machines will get you." He said with a small smile a shadow of his former mirth returning as he gave me...

"A...medkit?"

"It's got everything a person needs to survive...and gummies....lots of gummies.....actually most of it's just candy." 'How long has he been holding this...nevermind at least he's back....kinda.'

"Thank you mr. wrightfield! I love it!" 'Technically not a lie, I do like it it's just...' The rest of the day passed silently and only SLIGHTLY oppressive still I thought about what dwayne had said and I realized I didn't even pay attention to what anyone looked like other than the obvious boy/girl even coco. 'I have to fix this, they may be the last people to see me alive and what do I want them to say about me, that I'm a jerk, that I never even talked with them, or worse what if it's reversed what if I'm the last person they get the chance to meet what if that's what happened to chiaki...no, I won't allow it even if it kills me come tomorrow I'm turning over a new leaf...I AM going to make friends with these people and we ARE going to get out of here...all of us' I leaned up slightly to catch sight of chiaki's picture. 'All of us...even you.'