I've never actually believed I'd get this far, but I somehow managed. Hope's Peak Academy. It was one of the biggest and the most prestigious schools I have ever seen. Pretty hard to get in, but I succeed to, despite all the odds. As what, you may ask?

Well...Ultimate Movie Star , of course. The school was built to raise the hope for the nation's future. Which technically makes Hope's Peak a fitting name for this school. There's two things you need to learn about attending the academy. First, you need to be a current High School student, and second, you need to be the best at what you do.

It's quite rare that an ordinary student gets in the academy, but when they do get in, it's usually picked from a prize draw, earning them the title 'Ultimate Lucky Student'. The academy brings in Ultimate students from around the world, and because of that, I've been picked to join this school to follow in my dad's footsteps as an actor. I am to be his successor and earn the same success as he once did. At first, I started acting when I was about 6, but as I've turned 17, I've earned about 3 Oscars, 2 Emmys, and a Golden Globe in my lifetime. Lucky me!

My name is...Jason Thorton, an ordinary kid, turned to fame, turned into Ultimate Movie Star . It was like a dream come true for me. As I stood in front of the school's gates, I was met with butterflies in my stomach, but I remembered that I might be recognised and could possibly make lots of new friends in this new school.

In this school, the Ultimate Students are known for their talents. For example, there's Ultimate Basketball Pro, Ultimate Gamer, Singer, and...well, you know what I mean. They stand as the greatest in their fields, shining far above the average individual.

Before I went in, I took a long look at the huge school building. DAMN, it's so big! It's like the biggest school in the world; I think it is. I glanced at my acceptance letter one last time, as I felt proud of myself for going this far...about to enter a private academy for the elite.*

"Well...here I go!"

I smack my cheeks with both hands in determination and took my first steps towards the building. As I went inside, I noticed that the school was kind of empty. Am I the first one here? I checked my phone, and 7:30 flashed up onto the screen.

Damn, I'm early! Why'd I wake up at 5:30? Ooh, my head...Unsure of what to do, I went to go check on the gym, finding it just as empty as the entrance hall. Well...might as well wait for the others to arrive and play on my phone. I went to a bench to relax and started to occupy my time with a little clicker game.

After a few minutes of waiting and boredom, I started to feel heavy, as if my body was slowly becoming harder and harder to move. As I breathed heavily, trying to move, my vision started getting blurry. I was feeling wobbly and nauseous at the same time. My field of view was slowly distorting into something unrecognizable.

"GAH! W-What's...going...oooooooon.......?"

As I tried to finish my sentence, I passed out. What the hell happened...? Was this school some kind of trap? Why was this happening? All those questions roamed around my head as I fell into unconsciousness...and then darkness.

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"Ugh...my fucking head hurts..."

I woke up after being knocked out for who knows how long, only to be greeted with even more darkness. As I moved, I seemed to notice an odd cloth-like substance surrounding me...it was almost like...Am I in a BODY BAG!? Am I dead...!?

No, wait, if I was dead, I wouldn't have been able to feel anything, right? Nevermind, I'm not dead. Struggling, I tried to get out of the bag by jumping up and down, pushing against the material, and even trying to rip a hole through it, but to very little avail. I probably needed some assistance.

"H-Hey! Anyone out there? Somebody get me out of this trash bag! I don't wanna be a goddamn ghost!"

...No voices. Great, I'm alone. I checked around the bag again. This time, there was a way out...and it was in front of me the whole time. The inside zipper...I'm such a damn idiot for not noticing. Reflecting on my own blindness to an obvious solution, I zipped my way to freedom and got out.

Outside the bag was a dirty classroom. An extremely dirty classroom. Eww...dirty germs and dust. So old...why the hell was I in here? Anyway, while looking around the disgusting room, I noticed the windows on the far wall. Large metal place were positioned over them, held in place by huge nuts and bolts. OK...THAT destroyed my chance of escaping. Well...SHIT...

I checked the door, and turned the knob. To my fortune, it actually worked. The door's open at least. I should check to see if there was anyone else. Surely I couldn't be the only one in this place, right...? I left into a disordered hallway, just as empty as the classroom.

"Hello? Is...anyone here?"

I heard the sound of glass tapping in response, possibly coming from one of the other rooms in the hallway.

"Uh, yeah. Trapped in a classroom, but I'm doing good. What do YOU think? Just get me the hell out of here, OK bro? Check if there's a lock on the outside!"

"Uh...who are you?"

"I could say the same to you. Anyway, let's discuss this later, after you get me out!"

"OK..."

I ran over to the source of the sound, and saw a cheetah boy inside.

"Alright. Stand...back."

As the guy did, I walked back as well, then I took a running sprint towards the door. It broke into several pieces, but I was inside, nevertheless. My body ached with pain. That probably wasn't the best of ideas.

"Argh...!"

"Hehehe. Thanks. Say, do you know anything about what's going on? Did you blackout too?"

Him too? That's too odd to be just a coincidence.

"...Y-Yeah...?"

"Well, I've got a feeling that there might be more to this than either of us know..."

"So...you have a name? An ultimate talent of some kind?"

"Oh, where are my manners? My name...is Ryan Jackson. The Ultimate Basketball Pro. My name is known all throughout the NBA!"

[RYAN JACKSON: ULTIMATE BASKETBALL PRO]

"And...I'm Jason Thorton. Ultimate Movie Star. Also an Oscar, Emmy, and Golden Globe winner. Nice to meet you..."

[JASON THORTON: ULTIMATE MOVIE STAR]

"Ooh! Thought I've recognised you from somewhere. You're that famous teen actor! So honored to meet you, bro."

"Ehehe...thanks..."

"Anyway, how about we split up and search this place...see if there is a way out?"

"Usually in horror movies, when the group says they split up, they start getting killed, one by one."

There was a bit of an awkward pause, as if he was thinking about what I just said...

"...Wanna do it?"

"Eh, maybe it's my imagination. Sure."

And so, we split up and searched the building for any means of escape. Sadly, we didn't have much luck. After a bit of individual searching, Me and Ryan met up again, and proceeded deeper into the school...It was then I realized something was missing.

"W-What the hell!? WHERE'S MY PHONE!?"

"I don't know...Mine's missing too....maybe they were taken up?"

"What? By...who?"

As if on cue, two more individuals now rounded the corner, spotting us immediately. One appeared to be a human male, dressed in tights and an old fashioned acting uniform. The other seemed to be some sort of clown. The boy was quick to speak.

"Ah! More poor victims to this ghastly place...I overheard your query, and I wish to offer forth a comment. Perhaps the fiend responsible for this heinous act is reasonable!"

"Ah, I'm sure it's just for a joke! I mean, sometimes schools can be pretty sneaky with their jokes, can they?"

These new characters seemed awfully out of place, but in this school, who knows what Ultimates are invited. The boy seemed to talk in an old-fashioned sense, almost to the point of being annoying. The girl, however, just seemed to be just as one would expect a clown to act.

Following her response, the clown girl now brought out a whoopie-cushion from her skirt pocket, with a cheeky smirk on her face.

"Ms. Barnes! I do not believe that joking around involves putting us within cramped body bags and locking us inside atrocious classrooms! ...And don't you dare get near me with such an immature plaything. It is one of the lowest forms of humor..."

Quickly, I now interrupted to move the conversation on...

"Anyway...could we perhaps get you two's names?"

"Ah, yes! I am the GREAT and FABULOUS Kaiya Barnes! Ultimate-"

*PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT!*

Kaiya squeezed her whoopie cushion and let out a loud rude noise from the cushion towards my face.

"Hehehe...Clown!~"

"Knave! Such behavior is childish..."

[KAIYA BARNES: ULTIMATE CLOWN]

You know...for a clown...she IS kinda cute~ I mean, I'm not a personal fan of clowns, and circuses kinda suck, but she's got quite generous...'balloons' for a clown...Her proportions were quite unfitting for such a performer, but I couldn't say they weren't...distracting. Damn~ A-Anyway, onto the others. Don't wanna come off as distasteful and pervy.

"My name is William Crown, the Ultimate Playwright. All the world is my stage, and I intend to let my words be heard...."

[WILLIAM CROWN: ULTIMATE PLAYWRIGHT]

Well...they sure made things...interesting. William now turned to Kaiya and started to fuss a bit, but that wasn't really what I was focusing on at the moment. It would seem someone else had arrived. A girl now sat on a bench nearby, swinging a toy sword around. Wait....what?

"Uh..."

Walking away from the group, I approached her, but when I made it to her side, she didn't seem to be paying attention. I snapped my fingers, trying to bring her back into reality.

"Excuse me, miss."

"Oh! So sorry, Sir Bear, but I just like to practice my sword skills! One must always be ready to fight, for one never knows when a dragon will attack..."

...What the hell?

"Uh...what?"

I was now so very confused. She now whispered towards me

"Psssssst! Play along. Please! I'll tell you my talent!"

Jeez...she's gonna be one of those annoying characters, isn't she...?

"...Oh, what's your name and talent, oh young mistress...knight?"

Ooh, that's a lot of cringe I'm gonna need to wash off later in the shower...if I can find one, that is.

"Hehe! I'm the Valiant Rebecca Young! Ultimate Roleplayer! It is a pleasure to meet you, Sir Bear."

[REBECCA YOUNG: ULTIMATE ROLEPLAYER]

Great...so far these fellow kidnappers seem to be quite a...diverse group. Now isn't the time for that though...We actually need to make some more progress.

"Hey...how about you quest on over to the group with me, and we can see about getting out of here..."

"You make an interesting proposal, Sir Bear. Let us make haste!"

After a very painful 'roleplaying' situation, I finally got everyone gathered into the group. From there we then proceeded even further down the halls. The others interacted as they walked, but, as for me, I just stayed focused on the task at hand. The hall came to an end, and a large ruined door lead into what seemed to be a gym...

Within, the remainder of the kidnapped Ultimates gathered. 11 other students stared at us as we arrived, each of them quite fascinated by the sight of us. Then again, it is odd for 16 people to be in such a similar scenario.

Before I could gather my thoughts, a well-dressed retriever approached. He had a dignified demeanor about him.

"Ah! More arrivals. Do any of you require my services?"

Hmm? Oh, he must be a butler, right?

"Um...no, not really. But, what's your name?"

"They call me Ash Lyons. The Ultimate Butler. I can take any requests that you ask me to do."

[ASH LYONS: ULTIMATE BUTLER]

He was quite the refined person, but his introductions were quickly interrupted by a girl suddenly bursting into the conversation. She seemed to be dressed quite nicely.

"Hey there, y'all! I am Dakota Fisher! Y'all may recognise me as a worldwide pop singer. But around here, I am known as the Ultimate Singer. Pleasures all yours...!"

She smiles at me.

[DAKOTA FISHER: ULTIMATE SINGER]

As the girl finished with her introduction, the rest of the individuals swarmed our group, trying to get as much information about the current situation out of them as they could. As I looked over the new faces, I started to see the differences in each of them, and found each one odd and bizarre in any school environment.

One of them seemed to be a panda guy that's playing on some sort of game device; his face practically glued to the screen. What game is he playing that's got him so addicted? He stops right in front of me, facing towards me, but doesn't really look up from his gaming.

"...Hey. You're that movie star right...? That's cool...."

His voice was overshadowed by the clicking and pressing of buttons.

"Hey there. And...you are?"

There was a bit of a pause...

"...Takuma Akiyama. Ultimate Gamer."

[TAKUMA AKIYAMA: ULTIMATE GAMER]

I tried to get by the boy, only to find myself before two of the students. There was a gothic, purple haired human guy, chatting with the other, a fedora-wearing fox. The human was so...edgy. Who's he supposed to be? One couldn't help but compare him to some sort of antagonistic rival to an icon in an action show...?

The fox, on the other hand, seemed like a shady individual. He looked as if he would talk to you friendly like for one moment and then pickpocket you the next. It was just from his overall rugged, yet refined status...or the coin flipping. His hands moved quickly as he spoke to the Goth, staying on task while he focused elsewhere...

"So...you like to scam people out of money? Odd, most criminals aren't very open about such things..."

"Aw, come on, edgelord! You gotta admit, I AM a handsome fox, and I am planning on moving out of the hood with some 'honest' money. So, it isn't ALL unjustified!"

The fox winks at the gothic guy.

"Anyway, these must be the other students."

The two guys now noticed me. While the goth merely stared back, the fox seemed dazed. He looked like he'd seen a dead man come back from the dead. Within seconds, he grabbed my hand and shook it sporadically. WHOA, SHIT! He's fast!

"You...You're Jason! I've seen you in my favourite shows! It's a big honor to meet you!"

His handshaking was almost making me dizzy, so I let go of his hand.

"Oh, you a fan of my work? T-Thanks, dude...?"

The fox guy smirked at me in a sly manner and continued to flip and spin his coin.

"Name's Ernest. Ernest Myers. And I am...the Ultimate Con Artist."

Uh...no shit, bro. You could tell from a mile away, but his attitude seemed more like that of a troublemaker than that of a criminal...My thoughts were then interrupted as Ernest brought out a wallet and held it right in front of my face.

"Looking for this?"

"Huh?"

I quickly searched my pockets to find nothing inside either of them.

"H-HEY! Thief!"

Frantically, I grabbed back my wallet from his hand, while Ernest laughed it off. Perhaps I should watch my back around this guy...

[ERNEST MYERS: ULTIMATE CON ARTIST]

As he finished his prank, Ernest now rapidly made his way over to the goth and pulled him in close, as if to get him ready to talk to me, but it seemed more like a hug than a pull.

"And THIS is Daryll Harris!"

"...I'm the Ultimate Guitarist."

I could tell that he's the Ultimate Guitarist from both the electric guitar around his neck and his skull shirt. One thing I did noticed as I looked at the scene falling in front of me was that the gothic boy seemed to be blushing...I'm just going to assume that there might be something more going on here...

[DARYLL HARRIS: ULTIMATE GUITARIST]

Once again, I tried to navigate my way through, only to get stopped once more by another group... This one seemed to contain three more people: a rat in a lab coat, a girl dressed in a cardigan, and an awfully bored looking female...They spotted me in the group immediately...

"You there! Don't just stand there! I want answers and I want them now....What the HELL is going on?!"

The rat twitched nervously as he spoke in an enraged tone. I needed to do something fast.

"D-Don't look at me, dude! I'm not the one doing this!"

"One often finds blame in others in order to help one's self....perhaps you should hold your tongue vermin, before you speak..."

The first girl seemed really intellectual. She spoke in a way which held meaning, but still held itself above those she spoke too. After the rat stopped his complaining, she spoke up to me again.

"So tell me...does putting yourself in the center of attention help your circumstances when placed in a situation of dire importance...? No...no need to answer....just a little thought I wanted to let you ponder...."

Well...she seemed....well thought out....I now focused on the last girl, who had yet to talk to me. At first, I believed she might speak up, but it would seem I might have to start this conversation.....here it goes...

"Well, I'm the most popular teen actor around, so attention is important. At least, I think so. And you and your friend are?"

"Now that is a question that is hard to elaborate on....titles hold little meaning to others, but one really can't find a proper way to identify their beings..."

"Don't mind her...she is the Ultimate Philosophist, Jane Foxy, so I think she likes messing with people...or something like that. As for me....I'm really not all that important....You can call me Paige Delle, I guess....I'm this years "lucky" student."

[JANE FOX: ULTIMATE PHILOSOPHIST]

[PAIGE DELLE: ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT]

The girl's tone was very bland. She spoke with not emotion, no drive for anything. She just seemed bored and tired...Still, the Ultimate lucky student? That is interesting....she is just a normal girl among all these strange and spectacular figures. This must be pretty overwhelming for her...As she finished speaking, Jane gave out a little sigh.

"You really wouldn't let me have my fun...would you...."

Paige shrugged. She must really not care for much of anything...Just then the rat returned.

"Okay! I am sick of this mindless chatter! Look here! One of you must know something! I swear, you better not be holding any information from me...Daniel fucking Reed, the ULTIMATE mad scientist! I will not take such actions lightly! I will...!"

[DANIEL REED: ULTIMATE MAD SCIENTIST]

"Everyone settle down! Quiet down, and focus..."

A boy now stood on a dilapidated stage on the far side of the gym. His voice rang throughout the room, making everyone go silent. It was if he had magically stolen our voices and used them against us. He straightened his tie as he continued onward.

"Listen up! This is no way to handle things. All this unfocused banter in a horde...? No thank you...Now listen here. If you all want to introduce yourselves, that is fine, but at least organize it a little better...

Now. How about we all take turns coming up here onstage and welcoming our fellow students? I shall begin. You may call me Jackson Stiln, and I am you Ultimate Student Body President...it is a pleasure to meet you all..."

[JACKSON STILN: ULTIMATE STUDENT BODY PRESIDENT]

"Now...on to the next volunteer..."

He pointed at me and called me onto the stage.

"How about you be our next to introduce himself and take it from there...?"

And so one by one, all of us walked up onto the stage to greet everyone else. Despite the fact everyone had practically spoke to me, having this kinda made it easier for me to know who was who...and as it came to a close, I couldn't help but realize something else in the corner...The two final students...

They sat on opposite sides of the room, watching as everyone spoke and staying out of it. The first, a girl dressed in red, simply scowled as she watched, as if she were annoyed by all of this. The second seemed to be the strangest looking of us all. He had a shaved head and wore a patient's band around his left arm. One could say he looked like someone out of a hospital...

Who were this people...? Much to my discomfort, I didn't really have time to find out....as when I tried to approach to the girl...it began...

[Ding, Dong, Bing, Bong...]

It was the beginning of our new lives...new lives brimming with a fine line of despair...

[End of part one]

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