Chapter Text
"Talk"
'Thought'
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"Ugh…"
A young blonde pale female child could be seen slowly waking up from her unconscious state, gently opening her silver-blue eyes.
"Stupid Sis, told you to be careful with the chemicals…"
As she tried to move, she soon found out that she couldn't, making her tired eyes go wide in both shock and confusion, struggling more as she was tied to a chair.
"Wait a minute, this isn't our hideout?"
Though being tied up to a chair was only part of the problem, because once she got a good look around, she realized that she was somewhere very unfamiliar, a dark and mysterious place, with a barely working light, just enough for her to see all the tools and rusty blades that could be seen either hanging on the walls or lying on the tables.
"You know, usually I don't go after children."
However what truly caught her attention was a certain someone who was in front of her.
"I mean older teens and young adults are already pushing it, but I don't like involving kids in my test."
The person was just outside the light source, not to mention their back was facing her, plus wearing a black cloak with red trim didn't help much, so it was difficult to see who it was.
"Since usually, they're too young to understand what makes life precious, and sometimes their mistakes can be forgiven, I can't fault them for their innocent nativity and lack of development."
The only clue she got was their voice, which revealed that the mysterious stranger was male, though that's all she could get from him.
"But you, Junko Enoshima."
Luckily for the one known as Junko Enoshima, such a mystery wouldn't stay hidden for long, as the stranger finally turned around and revealed a lot. Firstly, he revealed what he was working on, which seemed to be some kind of bear trap device, but built differently.
"You make it difficult to ignore someone like you."
The other thing that was revealed, when he fully faced her while removing his head, was an older gentleman, a way older man, with white hair, light wrinkles, and very pale skin; he looked like someone who could be her grandfather.
"Wait a minute."
Yet for Junko, instead of seeing just another old man, what she saw filled her with so much curiosity and interest, as if she knew who he was, but couldn't just remember who he was.
"Being kidnapped, meeting someone who gives life advice, being somewhere creepy and surrounded by deadly items and devices."
The more clues that entered Junko's analytical mind, the more she was starting to remember and realize who she was talking to.
"JIGSAW!~"
Which soon made Junko gasp in absolute wide eye shock once all the puzzles fell into place.
"Or should I call you John Kramer?~"
As Junko now recognized the older man as Jigsaw, aka John Kramer, hearing such an infamous name, usually associated with the notorious serial killer, would cause extreme fear and dread in any normal person who knows him.
"OMG! I am such a huge fan of your work, you have no idea!~"
But not Junko, instead of looking at Kramer with an afraid expression, she looked at him with absolute and even uncomfortable admiration and excitement, as if she was meeting some kind of superstar idol.
"I just really love how you brutally torture and even kill some your subjects, all because they don't enjoy life!~"
Junko just wasted no time expressing her love and fascination for Jigsaw, who just simply sat in front of her and listened to her rambling.
"I even based my Monokuma project after your Billy puppet."
However, as Junko was speaking to the Infamous serial killer, something dawned on her and made her realize something.
"Hold on, am I your next Victim?!~"
Junko, again, gasps after coming to such a realization.
"Oh Yes! This Is So Exciting! You Have No Idea How Happy And Scared That Makes Me!~"
Again, Junko looked at Kramer with stars in her excited eyes, as if given the opportunity to do something she would consider, "Fun", in her own twisted way.
"So what's my challenge? Where's my personalized death trap that will force me to hurt myself and give me either long-term disability or death?!~"
Junko continues to ramble on and get more excited at the possibility of what could be in store for her when it comes to playing a "Jigsaw Killing Game".
"Oh! Oh! Maybe this involves my Sis, and how I either choose my life or hers, hm, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure, I mean either or would bring me nothing but problems, I mean if I die, I won't be able to get a chance to do stuff I work so hard to accomplish, but if I kill my Sis, well, that would just makes things more harder without her loyalty, even if she's stinks like a sweaty dog… But That Just Makes Things So Interesting!"
The serial killer could only raise an eyebrow when he saw how much more excited that Junko was getting.
"Come On John Kramer! Let Me Play Your Games! I Wanna Hear Your Infamous "Live or Die" Quote! Bring Out The Billy Puppet In His Red Tricycle!"
Some might call it a kind of sexual pleasure, judging by how much Junko quivers in excitement, with a bright blush on her face and a lewd smile, drooling all over the place.
"SO ME TRUE DESPAIR! COME ON! DO IT! DO IT! DOOOOO IT!"
Junko was basically begging Kramer to perform his usual "Games" on her, clearly wanting it so badly that she might suffer in the hands of his sick, twisted methods, which he might have in store for her. She just couldn't hold in her despairing joy anymore.
"... No."
Sadly for Enoshima though, instead of experiencing true despair, John just simply refused to indulge her desire to be a part of his twisted games.
"H-Huh?"
The potential excited pleasure in Junko was immediately replaced with absolute confusion.
"While I know the many horrible things that you have done, as well the many things you plan to do."
John leaned back on his chair and gave a light glare at the Ultimate Despair.
"You don't meet my requirements to be a part of my game."
As soon as John said this, the blonde child's face started to turn red again, though not from excitement or pleasure again.
"E-Excuse Me?! I Don't Meet Your FUCKING REQUIREMENTS!?"
Junko then bursts into uncontrollable rage.
"WHAT LOAD OF BULLSHIT IS THAT?! DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT I DONE?! HOW MANY LIVES I'VE RUINED?! AND HOW MANY MORE LIVES WILL BE RUINED?!"
Any respect and admiration that Junko had for Jigsaw was immediately replaced with loathing and hate.
"You said it yourself, you know what I have plans in the future! In fact I can tell you even more ideas and objectives I have if you need more reasons to see how horrible of a person I am! SO DON'T BLUE BALL ME LIKE THIS AND GIVE ME THE DESPAIR I RIGHTFULLY DESERVE!"
But no matter how much Junko yells or how many negative feelings she had for the serial killer, he just still kept the same unmoving expression and let out a small sigh.
"And that's the reason why you don't meet my standards to be a part of my test."
John then stood up from his seat and walked away from Enoshima.
"Everything I do, is meant to give those that play my games a 2nd chance and a new appreciation of life."
John grabbed a lever and moved it up, turning all the lights of the room on, and revealing much more in the room.
"It challenges their will to live, as well as give them hope to continue living after such hardship."
The Ultimate Despair saw multiple pictures, noting that they were all of John's victims, some of whom survived but lost something in return, like an arm or an eye, and others who died very gruesome deaths, with the only thing recognizable being the puzzle symbol cut into their flesh, a representation of them missing the will to live.
"Yet you, you're different."
John picked up a random death trap device, which still had flesh yet dried up blood on it.
"No matter what I do, no matter what game I make you play, and what type of sacrifices I force you to make, it will not change who you are."
John pulled out a rag and started to clean the simple machine.
"Even the most heartless of my players still have the desire to live."
Once John finished cleaning the device, he turned around to face the blonde child again, who was suddenly seen standing before him, holding a razor blade and looking at him with eyes full of hateful killing intent.
"But you, you don't even care if you live or die."
Yet despite Enoshima somehow escaping being tied down and currently threatening to kill John, he didn't react at all and just continued to calmly talk down to the one aiming the blade at his neck.
"Because by your logic, it will bring you nothing but despair, which goes against everything I look for in my subjects."
The more John speaks and criticizes the Ultimate Despair, the angrier she gets and wants to kill him and be done with.
"So what would be the point in making you participate in my challenges, if it will only give you what you want, whether or not you win or lose my game."
Yet, after John finishes what he wanted to say to the blonde child, who could only glare hatefully and ragefully at him, thinking of all the ways she could kill him and make him feel absolute despair.
"... So is that it? I'm not worthy enough to be a part of your whole "Jigsaw Saga", bwah, what a load of crap…"
Junko just simply let out a breath of defeat and moved her razor blade away from Kramer's neck.
"I don't even have the motivation to kill you anymore, what a way to ruin my day..."
Junko slumped forward and just looked, well, just disappointed and lifeless, like a kid who lost their excitement in life and just could only deal with it with an annoyed pout.
"We're both a disappointment for each other I suppose."
Enoshima could only scoff at John, turning away from him and starting to walk away.
"Whatever, I'm out of here…"
Though just as Junko was about to leave, Jigsaw suddenly said something that instantly caught her attention.
"Which is why we would make a perfect team."
What John said made the Ultimate Despair pause in her step.
"Say what now?"
Junko quickly turned around and looked at the serial killer with newfound confusion and interest.
"While it's true, you won't make a good player in my games."
John walks up to the blonde child, all while reaching into his cloak.
"But when it comes to making games with me, that's a different story entirely."
John then pulls out a big envelope and handed to Enoshima, which she takes and takes a look inside.
"... What are you getting at?..."
Junko was now filled with curiosity after she realized that the envelope was filled with her plans for the future, and how she would go about it.
"I already mentioned that I know what you plan to do in the future."
The Ultimate Despair looked back up to John.
"And I must say, I'm interested in making those ideas into a reality."
And she was able to see an expression of pure fascination on John's face.
"R-Really?"
"Of course."
Junko took a moment to process what John had just said to her.
"I… Don't know how to respond to that…"
And even when Junko forced her smart mind to work overtime to understand what Kramer said to her, she was still left with blanks of thoughts.
"Then let me make myself clear."
John brought up a hand and lifted up the face of the blonde child and made her look up at him, looking straight into his eyes.
"Allow me to be a part of your grand plan, and give me the freedom to change and include some of my own methods in your design."
Enoshima was already shocked to hear John wanting to be a part of her grand scheme for the future.
"And in exchange, I'll make you someone who is worthy to be a part of the "Jigsaw Saga" you so desire."
But what truly made her go wide eyes in wanting and despairing hope, was when John mentioned how the Ultimate Despair still had a chance to play his infamous games.
"... You promise?..."
"Cross my heart."
Junko didn't know what to say, she honestly wasn't sure how she should process what John had promised her, yet even if she had hesitation and unsure feelings, she knew one thing.
"OK then, it's a deal."
It will still end up with despair for Junko, looking back at Jigsaw with newfound motivation and determination for the future.
"Partner."
Junko reached out a hand to John, which he took and gave it a firm yet gentle shake, symbolizing the beginning of trust between the two, and the type of future they would make for themselves, as well as for those in the world they live in together.
"I look forward to our new future."
"Me too."
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Just so you know, I'm messing with the timeline of both Danganronpa and SAW, you know, to make this story work, like how John is still alive and managed to kill a few people, while Junko is still a kid but did a lot of horrible things for the sake of despair, so yeah, I hope this will be ok.
(I do have plans, but I'm open to suggestions on how to write this story, like I think this should focus more on Danganronpa with some mix of SAW elements, but I'm not sure, what do you think and suggest for this story?)