Killer Killer Danganronpa Novels & Stories

That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive, I had to kill the person who killed Risa.

she told him looking worried “Hey, your brother mentioned something about your limited knowledge about this place, how long have you been here?” “About a year or more, I can’t tell anymore" she looked him straight in the eyes “it wasn’t easy getting to this place". “I ......-" he waited for a customer to pass by before he continued in a lowered voice “I wanted to know, that first guy we killed-" “You mean YOU killed" she cut him off “Ok" he sighed “the one I killed, he called me something, he called me Jhin I think, is that my name or is that even a name”

I look down to see him tieing a silver chain around my wrist and I struggle, to have his grip tighten on me. As he whispers lowly. "That's the scent which was there when my entire family was brutally murdered in front of my eyes." "That's the scent which I have been searching for last 5 years of my life for vengeance." "That's the scent of Daniel Black." . . . "The leader of Hunters" My mind froze and I go still. The pain on my wrist, forgotten. Tugging on the silver chains, he makes my numb form to hit his chest. He breathes heavily near my ear to only whispers in a voice as cold as ice.

Nothing could kill them--except for scandium and Hunters. Except for in the portals. “Is there something dangerous in the portal that you think might prevent you from coming back?” “Yeah,” Aaron said. “Me.”

"I can hear your heartbeat." I looked at him. Slightly confused. "My what now?" "Your heartbeat. You are lying. You know where Gabriella is. I need you to tell me now." "Fine! You really want to know where Gabriella is? She's in the cemetery! Gabriella is dead and she walks out at night as a zombie! You know where the killer smile comes from? It's because she doesn't have lips anymore so her teeth are exposed in a killer smile!" I said it as calmly as possible. I thought for sure that it would enrage him. That he would demand of me to stop fooling around and just tell him. But right now he was gapping. Shock was written all over his face like he couldn't believe what he just heard.

; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again. That was decades ago. In recent times, Kimora made its appearance just off the coast of the Denezel River. North-West of Maliki, a little boy was found dead, his corpse laid open outside their home,the abomination of nature. His mother who found his body fell into a coma and didn't recover. Kimora was much worse than Black Death. That teaches us that you don't fi

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

The dagger rose again and the screen went black. We sat there in horrified silence, then Caelum broke it, “replay the last scene.” Dane clicked on the keyboard and the scene replayed, the killer lifted the dagger again. Caelum leaned forward, elbows on the table, eyes narrowing. “Pause it there.” Dane froze the image, we all leaned forward, trying to see what Caelum had. “Oh, I see it now. How could we have missed it?” Robin muttered, the others murmured their assent.

She doubted he would reveal the truth about his lineage anyway. “Why are you standing beside your mate’s killer?” Angela finally met his intense brown eyes. Damon raised his brows. “Do you even know Kesha murdered Jenny?” She needed to know whether this man was as power-hungry as Kesha or merely another pawn in her twisted game. Kesha had avoided every question about him before. “She didn’t kill my mate. That bastard friend of yours. The one who claimed you, did. He was responsible for Jenny’s death.” Damon spat, reliving the moment the pack told him his mate was gone.

"Exactly. Showing that this is not Derrach or the skinwalker! The killer tried to imitate the Derrach killing, maybe trying to pin it on him. But the depth of the wound and emotion left behind on it, gave it away." "Who could it be then?" Darren ask, speaking for the first time since we arrive at the clinic. "One of us. A warrior, a gamma - it could be anyone. The killing was done, with one single strike on her throat. Whoever it is, is a trained killer, and knows what they were doing!" Dathan's revelation sends a chill through me, and for a moment, the weight of it all feels suffocating. My fists clench involuntarily. "A trained killer," I repeat, the words bitter on my tongue. "Someone wit