Imposter Danganronpa Novels & Stories

I went to the door and heard Whitney whined, "You'll be fine. I will return soon." I pat her head and went out. I locked the door, I jumped in my car and started the engine. I manually open the gate and drive the car. As I close the gate someone stood beside the car. He waved his hand and smiled mysteriously. "How is life, Samuel Kinsman?" He was the cab driver. Seeing him made me lost all my blood in my face. "Did I surprise you, Mr. Immortal?” That does it, I opened an inch of the car window and spoke, "Who the hell are you?"

Damien retorted coldly. “That’s an answer that I believe can't be gotten and I believe we all know why,” Dante said to them. Their shouts were making everyone on the Bethermore wonder what was going on between the four of them, especially Vixen who had seen an angry Dante going into the office. Dante inhaled deeply and exhaled because he understood very well that they were all not going to get somewhere if everyone was angry. Then he asked gently now, “Can you just make me understand exactly what you mean when you say she is an imposter?”

DANTE'S POV: “Wait!....I object to this wedding”. I said as I entered the venue where Tracy was about to get married to an imposter. “What's going on here?”. Tracy asked in confusion. “Here is the real Jacob. The one with you is an imposter”. I said with my index finger pointing towards the fake Jacob. “That's a lie, how can you call me an imposter just like that?”. The fake Jacob asked. “Because you are an imposter”. I replied.

I took a deep breath and took one last look at the imposter lady, if I am correct, this would very be the last time I ever see her. I felt no guilt or pain sadly, everyone had a choice in front of them, the rewards or consequences of those choices were theirs to carry. She decided to impersonate a general's daughter to do bad things and even go after Cayden, a pack head; she already had death signed for her. I just brought her future closer than ever. “You are fast.” Cayden smiled at me, offering me a seat. I did even bother to ask him how he got my number, I just took a seat and threw the bracelet on the table. “I found this on an imposter.”

Damian spoke and immediately, I felt a weight settle in my stomach. "That's fucked. Even if I snooped around Rikkard's systems, I was never that stupid to do something like that. Fuck, not only does my impersonator have a death wish, but they're also putting a target on my back," I said, my head swarming with all the possibilities of how this could end. Along with this, the codes kept repeating in my head again and again until I got overwhelmed, and it felt like my head was going to shut down. "The good thing is, Rik might be able to track down the impersonator," Aiden said. "We could reach out to him at this hour and try to work something out,"

I say with a huge smile but it all goes away when I try to hug him and he backs off, letting my hands fall to my sides. “Do you think you’ll ever forgive me?” I ask him, blood drumming in my ears as I wait for his answer. He doesn’t even waste a heartbeat when he answers. “I don’t hate you Carrie, but I don’t see forgiving you ever happening.” An imposter is a person who pretends to be someone else in order to deceive others, especially for fraudulent gain. In my case it was for love. I take Drew’s hand the moment we get out of the car. Mine feels so small in his very large ones which makes it perfect. It gives me the feeling of being protected by him but it does nothing to calm my mind.

Levy held the stone, allowing their questions and outrage to wash over him for a moment before he spoke again, his voice cutting through the noise with Alpha authority. “Quiet! Both of you. This is not a guess. This is a confirmation. I’ve spent days with him. I know what the true Darren feels like.” He looked at me, a cold command in his gaze. “The one sitting before me… he is not Darren. He is an imposter. And I suspect he knows exactly what happened to the true Moon Chosen.” The silence that followed was chilling, heavier than any previous one. It was the silence of two powerful Alphas processing an unthinkable truth.

“Not lies, fox. These are records. Every name she could have been. Every grave she almost occupied.” He glared at her, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and whispered. “She’s alive.” The imposter ran her finger over the last passport, tapping on the red stamp as she responded, “For now.” Camela’s distant cries echoed faintly, trapped somewhere beyond the line of people that didn't move. The imposter stood tall again, her eyes glowing faintly red as she adjusted her dress. “Welcome to the crossing. No one leaves without papers. And every paper costs a soul.”

With her denial and their natural skepticism of me, there was nothing for me to say. No possible way for me to convince them of the truth. My mouth opened and closed and opened again as I tried to find the right words. But the trap was too perfect. Delta Hester had unwittingly set the scene for the imposter to debut their masterful performance. "I didn't work with rogues. I would never... Snow Pointe is my home--"

During their honeymoon in Italy, Autumn and Sadie’s blissful new marriage is instantly shattered by a violent car crash. Autumn dies at the wheel, while Sadie falls into a deep coma. Months later, Sadie begins to wake up, but doctors warn that the immediate trauma of losing Autumn could permanently shatter her fragile mental state. Desperate to shield her, Sadie’s parents uncover a closely guarded secret: Autumn had an identical twin sister, Willow. Willow is a stubborn, sharp-tongued mechanic who ran away years ago to escape her controlling family. She flatly rejects their insane proposal to impersonate her dead sister. However, the moment Willow sees Sadie in the hospital, an overwhelmi