Danganronpa Antebellum: Lockdown Novels & Stories

Not anger, not hurt, not even thirst. Noticing that the pain had stopped, Mason opened his eyes and waited until the blurry mess came into focus before looking around to locate Demitri. Glancing to his left, he found that his leader was hovering over an old metal incinerator that housed a blazing fire inside. Then he saw the poker, extended into the flames. His eyes went wide and for the first time he began to struggle and fight against the shackles. Carl and the brunette vampire took note of his struggle and held him in place, tightening the chains just as Demitri came back with the smoking hot poker. Mason thrashed more frantically as the hot metal neared his face. Carl stepped up and forc

I blinked. "Tony secured some of your possessions, which you will find in the lower level. He feared taking too much or it might appear suspicious. But pictures and personal effects have been saved. In time the money will be a source of comfort to them." I nodded, happy that I had at least taken the time to call my mom that one last time. "What other issues do we have to discuss?" "There are over three hundred appointments that need to be made to resolve human and Vampire conflicts." "Wait … I thought you just said that my death was the bad news. This is the good news?"

“So it’s only fitting you spend the end of the world exactly where you belong.” Lydia collapsed beneath the speaker sobbing. “Please! Elena, please! We’re sorry!” “You were never sorry,” I replied. “You can’t leave us in here!” Julian screamed. “You’re insane!” Caleb stepped forward beside me then, his deep voice cutting through the audio feed like sharpened ice. “The security shutters are operating under sovereign military lockdown protocol.” Inside the mansion, both Julian and Lydia froze. “They will remain sealed for exactly seventy-two hours,” Caleb continued calmly. “No external override exists.”

“Lockdown.” Metal doors slammed down around them, sealing every exit with heavy, final thuds. Dominic’s voice cut through the chaos. “Victor!” Victor’s face had gone pale. “Full containment protocol. And” He swallowed. “Purge sequence initiated.” Scarlett’s breath caught. “What kind of purge?” Victor met her eyes, grim as death. “The kind that wipes everything in ten minutes.” The screens pulsed violently. A final overlay appeared in cold white text:

ELARA Fenrir did not put me down. He kept his large arms locked under my thighs and back, holding me tightly against his thick chest fur. His big front paws felt incredibly warm, and his heart was thumping hard against my ribs. He turned his massive head toward the doorway and let out a short, deep growl that made my spine vibrate. "The explosives are ready," Damon said, wiping a layer of dust off his forehead. He pointed his pistol toward the ceiling. "We set the timers in the main power grid down the hall which means we have about twenty minutes before this entire basement turns into a hole in the ground."

"It's a death trap. Feral ghouls—junkies who went crazy from drinking unfiltered Sump water—roam those ruins. And if it's a Ministry access point, it'll have automated internal defenses." "A dungeon," Leo smiled grimly, flexing his armored hands. "Finally, something I know how to handle." "We hit the plant," Ren declared, standing up straight. "We secure the access node. We plant explosives on the Umbilical. But we don't blow it yet." Maya looked up from the medical supplies, her brow furrowed. "Why not? If it blinds them, why wait?"

Fear rolled off her in waves. Demarion’s expression darkened as he looked around at the gathering crowd. “Everyone listen carefully,” he announced, his voice echoing across the pack grounds with deadly authority. “The party is over. In thirty minutes, a strict curfew will begin. Nobody is to leave their homes after that.” The air instantly turned tense. “Derrick,” Demarion continued, “double the guards tonight.” Derrick straightened immediately. “Yes, Alpha.” Demarion’s jaw hardened. “We have a vampire within our territory.”

Ethan whispered, his hand dropping from the radio. "Let her come," Darius said, his fingers flying across the keys as he merged the flash drive’s data with the lockdown bypass. "We’re about to show her what happens when you try to audit a Wolfe and a Calder at the same time." I looked at the door, my pulse thudding in my ears. The thirty chapters of this game were ending, and the final bill was about to be served. I felt the weight of the nursery, the weight of the mountain, and the weight of the man standing beside me.

“If the day comes when this thing forces us to choose between saving the world or saving each other…” I didn’t let him finish. “We’ll find another way.” He smiled faintly. “You always think there’s another way.” “There has to be,” I whispered. Because the alternative was too dark to name. ⸻ By morning, Gia had news. “The third lockpoint just activated.” Zach and I were in the war room within minutes. The holographic map hovered in the center of the table, lines of code pulsing like veins. Gia pointed to a flashing mark on the screen. “It’s broadcasting from outside the city limits — the ruins of the old Veronin estate.”

They made sure she couldn't sleep. The gap between this new life and her old one was suffocating her. … A blanket of fog covered the safe zone when the first light of dawn rained on it. My teammates and I were checking our gear before we set off for an abandoned research center ten miles away. Rumors claimed the last ingredient we needed was there. We could use that to make the latest antiviral serum. Just when everything was accounted for and everyone was ready to go, Yvonne came up to us. Behind her was Yves. She dragged her here, obviously.