a/n: Hello readers! I love this mystical game so much. Throughout the years I took effort in writing it into a story as I wrote my own original stories, so I decided to post this here years later! Sorry in advance to the P3P fans for posting a persona game so late…
I do enjoy P5, and the gameplay is more exciting than P3, but I do love a good female protagonist, and it feels like there is more magic and so much more at stake in Persona 3 storyline. I am bummed they are not doing a female version for P5, so I'm complaining about it here! Basically this will be a fic of the P3P, with some of my own twists. Most of it will be accurate to the beloved game, but I sprinkled more moments of my own to heighten tension and spice things up a bit.
I know this is an unpopular opinion, but I'm not a fan of p4. It wasn't a terrible game by any means, in fact SOME of the characters are cool, but the twist was obvious and that DAMN teddy bear...
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fic about the (in my opinion) one of the BEST Persona games!~
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Time never waits.
It delivers all equally to the same end.
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You, who wish to safeguard the future,
However limited it may be
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You will be given one year;
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Go forth without falter,
With your heart as your guide…
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Block I: Spring of Birth
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Date 1: The Dorm
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There was a delay.
The train conductor was making an announcement on the PD:
"Due to a malfunction in the switching system, today's rail schedule has been greatly altered. We apologize to any customers who were in a hurry."
This was a lie.
If our hero hadn't been listening to her red headphones in her seat on the train, she would have heard the conductor's fib to keep the peace. She would have recalled the horrific incident earlier that night.
The station had been buzzing with activity as the train was stalled, and everyone was talking about the same thing: someone had committed suicide at the Iwatodai station. Jumped right in front of one of the bullet trains. It took a few hours, but now she was on her way to her new home in the new city.
It was almost midnight when the train rolled into the Iwatodai station, the final bound inside Tatsumi Port Island. There was no one else but her that had exited the empty station, and with her bags rolling behind her she started to walk.
The lights flickered.
Come on. It was weird enough that she was alone in a giant station so late at night. Now, the air seemed odd, lifeless, so she took her buds out of her ears to keep her senses sharp, and she strutted out of the station with haste.
The dark city seemed deserted, the sky turned green, and red liquid seemed to be pouring down upon the buildings Ezi walked by. Her pace quickened, and for a moment it seemed as if she could even see coffins from a distance, standing straight up, across the street from her. It was impossible, of course; her mind was just playing tricks on her in the lonely dark.
She was in the dorm before she knew it. The front door had been opened, probably so none of the dorm members would have to get up to let her in. Still, it was odd…
"Welcome!"
Ezi's eyes fell towards a small boy standing beside the front desk. The paleness of his grey skin seemed to illuminate the dark room; his eyes were so blue, he had short blackish hair, and he was in striped pajamas. Maybe this boy was in high school too; a freshmen perhaps? No, freshmen were Jr. High in Japan…
"Um, hello…" Ezi was a bit startled, trying to rationalize his presence.
"I'm so glad you finally made it here. I've been waiting a long time for you, you know." He was so optimistic in his words, kind of creepy. He was waiting for her?
"Please, sign this." He waved his hand towards the sign-in sheet on the desk.
"What is it?" She speculated the paper cautiously.
"It's a contract. In order for you to begin here, you must choose this path upon your own free will."
That's exactly what Ezi read when she looked at the "contract" on the desk:
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"I choosith to embark on this path on my own, free will."
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"…'Bit intense for a high school contract, eh?" Ezi decided. Still, this was probably just a simple waiver to make sure nobody sued the school if anything were to happen to her. That was the least of her problems currently.
She signed the contract, and the boy smiled.
"And so it begins." He said. She turned to speak more to him, but he was already gone.
"Creepy…"
"W-who's there?" A shrill voice emerged from the stairway in the dark. It was a girl, a high school student perhaps, wearing a pink cardigan. The girl inspected Ezi with a terrible look on her face.
"Don't tell me? How are you awake? The time is…" She seemed terribly surprised that Ezi was there. Had she gone to the wrong dorm? The girl had a gun strapped to her waist, and Ezi almost didn't believe that the girl's hand was on it.
"Enough, Takeba." Another person came down the stairs and turned on the lights.
"Oh, hi! A-am I in the wrong dorm? I'm a student going to Gekkoukan high…"
"No, you're in the right place," the other girl said, she had long, flowing red hair, and she was still in her school uniform, too. Her eyes were small and serious, with a mature latch to her elegant, thin features.
"Who's she?" The girl in pink asked.
"She's the new student I mentioned earlier, although, I did not expect her to be so late."
"S-sorry about that, the train had a huge delay."
"Yes, well at least you're here now, and at this hour too…" The red head paused, "I am Mitsuro Kirijo, and this is Yukari Takeba. She'll be a junior this spring just like you."
"Hello! Nice to meet you!" Ezi said cheerily.
"Y-yeah, nice to meet you too." Yukari stammered, not as energetic. "Should she be here?"
"Well, we'll find out, won't we?"
"Girls, I'm right here." Ezi pointed out, jokingly.
Mitsuru instructed Yukari to take Ezi to her room on the third floor. She walked into the bedroom, turned on the light, and found it was a decent bedroom size, with a bed at the end, a desk, and sink.
"Well, here you are…" Yukari droned. "Its pretty easy to remember which room you have, since its at the end of the hall. By the way, you didn't see anything strange on your way here, did you?"
"What do you mean?" Ezi squinted.
"Um, nothing. Anyway, I'll be guiding you to school tomorrow, so any questions you have can wait until the morning, it's late…"
"Oh, yeah! But I guess some of you were still up to greet me, like that small boy in the stripped pajamas?"
"Huh? What are you talking about? There are no small boys in this dorm." She stated.
"Eh?" Ezi scratched the side of her head. "Weird…"
"Okay, well, goodnight!" Yukari closed the door behind her.
Ezi reflected on the room she would be staying in; her new home.
The bed had a pink checkered comforter on top and two shelves on the wall beside it. There was an average wooden desk, a sink and a small fridge in the corner of the room adjacent to the door. A small silver TV was in the corner of the foot of the bed. After unpacking she decided to sleep. She thought about Yukari and Mitsuru, her new roommates.
There boy in the pajamas, too. And all the while, never suspecting that the girl she had just met had pointed a gun to her own head a few hours before. This wasn't a custom of any familiarity on the island, but Ezi would probably be doing the same thing as well, very soon.
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Thankfully, the school uniforms Ezi had ordered online fit her alright that morning. A black, long sleeve top and skirt, with a red bowtie wrapped around the collar, and her red headphones to top it all off. Yukari awoke with a positive energy about her, and was Ezi's guide to the high school.
The island was much more pleasant without coffins stunning the moonlit night, as the darkness was replaced with clean streets, and bustling citizens marching to their daily duties.
They both took the monorail, the only route possible to reach the center of the island.
"This is my favorite part, where it feels like you're gliding over the sea." Yukari said cheerily. They both looked out the windows to see the sun's light dancing across the ocean as they moved, like glistening diamonds.
"You're right! It's beautiful. Don't see much water like this from where I'm from."
"Have you ever heard of Tatsumi Port Island? It's a man-made island. They built our school right in the middle of it."
Ezi felt a grand warmth once they reached the school grounds. The front of it was a large building with a glass front, and the pathway to it had cherry blossoms sprouting alongside the path towards the education center.
"Welcome to Gekkokaun High! You're gonna love it here."
Ezi smiled at the thought.
The giant school interior was vast, with basic white walls covered in bulletin boards and flyers, and white tile. The snack vendor was placed in the front hall of the school, and the board with maps and classroom assignments was posted beside the back stairway. She kept her gaze down as she found the list of class assignments, then wrote hers in the itinerary she had bought. She wasn't one for being organized, but if was going to be more outgoing here, she would have to keep her schedule together.
Classroom 2F, she wrote down, and headed up stairs to her homeroom class. Yukari seemed to be in the same class as well, so she sat next to her in the second row.
Miss Toriumi, the short haired, well-dressed teacher in a suit, addressed the class:
"Alright everyone, we have a new student joining us today. Her name is Elizabeth Leon, and she's from America! Please, stand up and introduce yourself, Leon-san."
Ezi swallowed her nervousness and stood up quickly. "Hello everyone! It's nice to meet you all. Just call me Ezi for short, please. I look forward to going through this year with all of you!"
At the school assembly, she sat next to Yukari as well, who was sitting with members from her archery club. The auditorium was a large purple room, with well over 1000 students sitting down and crammed together.
Ezi was rubbing her hands together. She was nervous, for some reason, as if everyone in the room was looking at her. The principal was saying a few things, some in English, and some in Japanese. He told the students to be nice to some of the new students, and some basic rules. Then he turned the stage to Mitsuru, the red head from Ezi's dorm. Her speech was so elegant, and she spoke so fluidly, it was hard not to be impressed by her appropriate grammar and professionalism.
"Wow! Mitsuru's so professional." One boy said in the seat behind her.
"Yeah, it's no wonder she's President of student council." Another boy responded.
Student council? How unusual for Ezi to be in the same dorm with someone like that. For some reason in the past, she had always been too busy to participate in school activities such as this. Now, though…
"Hey, did you hear about the new transfer student, too?" The boy continued.
"Yeah! I hear she's real cute," the other answered.
"And she hangs out with Yukari! Man, I'm getting excited for this year already…"
Ugh. High-school students gossiped too much.
By the end of the day, Ezi began to think about what to expect from each class.
After class, she realized she had been more exhausted and stirred by all the information she had to process from the day. As she gathered her bag together, the boy sitting in front of her twisted his body in his seat to face her.
"What's up? You look like I deer in headlights."
She furrowed her brows and glared.
"Who are you?"
"Me? I'm Junpei Iori, nice to meet yah." Junpei had a green cap on his head, a black jacket over his uniform, and a long face with a goatee on his chin.
"I transferred here when I was in 8th grade. I know how tough it is being the new kid. So, I figured I'd check up on yeah, see how you were."
Yukari jumped from her seat to stand beside them. "Honestly, do you have to hit on every girl, Junpei?"
"Dude, I'm just being friendly!" He insisted. "By the way, do you two know each other? Rumors going around you guys came to school together today. The guys are already talking about you two cuties walking around our halls. Don't worry, I'll defend you from any harassment you get from any weirdos."
"Ugh, do you have to be a creep all the time, Stupei!" Yukari chided. They seemed to know each other well enough for her to insult him.
"Heyyy, I am being sincere! I just wanted you girls to know! And I don't want you to think I'm hittin' on you or nothing, so let's be friends first, okay?"
"First?" Yukari repeated.
"Okay, Junpei. I'll try to get to know you." Ezi smiled.
"Awesome!"
"Junpei, don't you feel bad about spreading rumors like that? I mean, I'm used to them, but she just got here!"
"Eh, they're certainly annoying, but nothing I can't handle." Ezi answered.
"You sure?" Junpei said.
"Yeah, I'll be okay, thanks!"
"Anyway," Yukari sighed, "it was weird that we both got in the same class, huh?"
"Yeah, I'm glad I know somebody in here, though."
"Uh, hello? What about me?" Junpei whined.
"Well, I gotta go take care of some team archery stuff. Don't try anything funny, you got that, Junpei?"
"Yeah, yeah." Yukari left, and Junpei and Ezi followed her out of the classroom.
"But seriously, I didn't come here just to hit on you or anything like that. If you need anything you can tell your old pal Junpei!"
"Old pals, are we?" She chuckled. "Thanks."
On her way down the stairs, though, she saw a list on the gym door for which clubs were still open: Tennis, swimming, Volleyball and Basketball. She wrote her name down for basketball, without any hesitation.
Later, Ezi and Yukari had gone to the Iwatodai strip mall to eat at one of the local restaurants for dinner before heading to the dorm. Ezi was low on yen, but she didn't want to duck on having dinner with her first friend on the island just because of that. They went to a place called Hagakure Ramen, which had all sorts of noddle entrees that seemed delectable to Ezi. So, she went with the cheapest meal, and talked to Yukari about her first day, they returned to the dorm that night.
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Ezi plopped onto her bed. It was such a busy day, with so many names to remember and schedules and rules to keep track of. She decided to let her mind wander aimlessly. Nothing so far seemed too familiar to her; this place, these people…
Her parents died over a decade ago, and even though the report in America said they had died in a car accident, their bodies were never found.
Of course, that was not the only reason she had transferred to Japan…
Perhaps, this would fill in the gaps to her missing memory, if she could get information from anyone.
At any rate, the day was done, and she decided to get some rest early to complete her first day as a junior at Gekkokaun High.
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As she slept, Mitsuru was greeted in the lounge downstairs by an athletic young man, who appeared to be her age.
"Hey, have you seen the news lately?" He asked.
"Yes. Apparently, those who didn't have any symptoms before are experiencing acute cases of Apathy Syndrome."
"I heard a guy killed himself on the monorail. Just walked right onto the tracks like a zombie." The boy informed.
"They say its due to stress, but…" Mitsuru bit her bottom lip.
"Yeah, right. It has to be them." He nodded assuredly. "Otherwise, it's not worth my time."
Mitsuru smiled at the boy she had known for many a few years now. "You have a one track mind. Will you be okay on your own?"
"Don't worry, I'm just getting some practice in. I need it for when I can go in again. Later." He seemed to jog out of the dorm. Mitsuru sighed to herself and watched him leave.
"This isn't a game, Akihiko."
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TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: This story is sort of a cross-over because of the OC/female protagonist name I used in other fics, but nothing overwhelmingly out of place until the end twist. The beginning is a bit slow like it is in the game, but it'll pick up I promise!
…. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it! R&R please and have a good day you deserve it!
Farewell, my dearest~