Imposter Danganronpa Novels & Stories

The imposter threw Mira at the cell gate, busting it open; Elroy tried crawling towards Mira, but his numb body won't budge. The imposter clapped her hands together chanting in an unknown tongue, in that instance a twirling black hole with flickering yellow signs and symbols appeared behind her - as though being sucked, Elroy elevated into the black hole as did the imposter then it vanished.

Lydia shrieked as she hastily backed away and hid behind me. She brandished the report at Jeremy and screamed, "You're not my son! My son has a red birthmark behind his ear, but you don't! My son has nyctophobia, but you're not scared of the dark! My son's legs are fine, but you're crippled!" She then pointed at Dean before continuing, "You too! Both of you are impostors!" Dean collapsed into a chair. His shoulders were shaking violently as he covered his face with his hands, making it impossible to tell if he was crying or doing something else.

Another added, "Exactly! Just look at the scale of this event. It's obvious who the real son is. You spent all these years building things for someone else, but now, you've got nothing." "Why don't you beg me? Maybe I'll offer you a job." One of them sneered. "We happen to need a security guard, and you look decent enough. All you have to do is stand at the door, and you'll get eight thousand dollars a month. How about it?" My gaze swept over them, and I scoffed. "No wonder your families would rather raise their illegitimate kids than hand the companies over to you." As soon as my words settled, their faces twisted with rage. They were just about to come at me when Kenneth appeared, so they

So much for not wanting to meet in an awkward situation next time! I faked a light smile, pretending i almost did not recognize him "Damien?" He looked back up at my face and took a step closer "why do you have a...." he trailed off, analyzing my hands. It was fabric, torn fabric that Mr Lee had just wrapped around my wrists which was why it was much harder to loosen. "that on your hands?" I looked down at my wrists and scoffed "It's a stupid game i'm playing. Friends you know... they can make you do a lot of crazy stuff."

~ DREAM~ As I am soaking my body in soap, taking a steaming, hot, humid, shower. All I heard around me was breathing. “Who's there?” I hollered at the shower curtain. But no one answered. “Avery are you fucking with me?” I asked, but once the curtain pulled aside, I knew instantly it wasn’t her. It was Dane, with three men behind him. He grabbed me by the neck. Dragging me into my room, throwing me on the bed. They all lean over me and tie me up to the headboard. Terrified of my life, I kick and kick, but it basically does nothing but give them more power to want to take advantage of me.

One of the servants reasoned and every other servant gasped in surprise. "What? Dianne didn't run away. She was kidnapped. Kidnapped!" Alice shouted. She was a big fan of Dianne and she would not tolerate any slander to Dianne's name. "You know what?" Alice started, drawing the attention of the other servants to herself. She continued, "The name of the imposter is Adrianna." She announced. "She is from the rival Pack and she colluded with her Alpha to deceive Roman who is slow witted." Alice announced.

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 that happening.” An imposter is a person who pretends to be someone else in order to deceive others, especially for fraudulent gain. But in my case it’s for love. I take Drew’s hand the moment we get off 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.

The impostor who escaped from the door in a hurry had just heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the person blocking in front of him. It was a person who made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart. The young girl in front of him had a cold look in her eyes as she smiled and said, “Where are you running off to?” “I was wrong. I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it again. I beg you to let me go!” When the impostor saw that his identity had been exposed, he groveled and begged for mercy. “This is my first offense, and there were no serious consequences. Please let me go!”

“What’s the problem?” “Nothing,” I lie, already rubbing a hand down my face. “Go back in.” But she’s not buying it. Of course, she’s not. “It’s not nothing, Damon. Tell me. And I heard you mention the man from yesterday?” she pushes, inching closer. I clench my jaw. Might as well tell her. She’s not stupid. “He was an impostor,” I say flatly. Her hand flies to her mouth. “What?” she chokes out.

Damien grabbed it and handed it to me. Unknown number. I opened it. A video started playing. It showed the imposter sitting in some dark room. She looked calm. Too calm. She smiled at the camera. “Hello Lila. I see you’re still breathing. That’s unfortunate. I wanted to thank you for making this so entertaining. But I’m not done yet. Not even close.” She leaned closer. “I have something that belongs to you. Something small and loud. You have until tomorrow night to find me. After that I stop being generous.”