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In this fic: Morooka fights back!!

Morooka really didn't understand what had happened; one moment, he was enjoying one of Risette's various scantily-clad commercials, and the next, he was stuck in a strange dimension full of yellow fog and dark blobs with gleaming red eyes. Sighing, the buck-toothed teacher unhinged his necktie, and brushed back his hair.

"God...I'm always getting into stupid situations like this..." he muttered under his breath.

The first of the strange blobs came charging. It leaped up high and was about to land down over Morooka's head, but he quickly smashed his fist upwards, and the blob was sent flying off across the floor in defeat. Three more blobs emerged from within the fog, and Morooka shoved his hands into his chest pockets.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!!!" Morooka exclaimed, and he threw a handful of ball-point pens, striking one of the blobs in both of its eyes, defeating it. The other two blobs easily shifted out of the way, and continued their approach. Quickly snatching up one of the pens nearby, Morooka dashed forward and thrust the pen straight through the blob's forehead, and it let out a high-pitched squeal before evaporating into nothingness.

Two more shadow-like blobs jumped out from behind, but Morooka destroyed them both with a single spin kick. Another blob slid up his arm unnoticed, and scratched its claws across Morooka's cheek. Letting out a cry of pain, the teacher threw the blob off and stomped it to death.

Morooka turned his attention upon the last of the remaining shadows, and jabbed the pen into its left eye. As the blob withered away, Morooka wiped the sweat from his wide forehead.

'Damn...how many more of these things are there? I hope nothing bad is about to happen...' he thought.

As if on cue, the ground began to shake, and Morooka figured that meant something bad was about to happen. He watched in amazement as the floor cracked open, and a figure emerged from the depths of the crevasse...it looked exactly like Morooka, except its eyes were bright yellow, and a dark aura flowed around its body.

"Uh...who the hell are you, and what's with your terrible fashion sense?" Morooka snapped.

"Who am I?" chuckled the Morooka look-alike, "Why...I'm you, of course."

"Oh, so you're me, huh?" Morooka said, mostly to himself.

Shadow Morooka let out a gasp. "W-Wait...did you just accept the fact that I'm you?!"

"Yes! What's the problem with that, you shithead?!"

Shadow Morooka sighed. "Damn...I didn't even get to kill you..."

"What?!"

Shadow Morooka arched his head back, and his body exploded in a burst of light, leaving a small blue card behind. The card landed directly into Morooka's open palm, and he felt as if something powerful had suddenly awakened inside of him. It was a good feeling.

"...What is this?" he mumbled under his breath, "Just...what the hell is going on?"

Suddenly, about ten of the same black blobs from earlier emerged from the fog, and Morooka knew exactly how to fight them now.

"PERSONA; AKIRA MACHIDA(1)!!!" Morooka exclaimed, crushing the card in his hand. A large robed being with a long white beard and a giant spiked hammer in its right hand emerged from Morooka's consciousness, and destroyed all of the blobs in one fell swoop.

"BWA HA HA HA HA!!! THIS POWER...IS JUST WHAT I NEEDED!! I CAN FINALLY KEEP THOSE DUMBASS STUDENTS OF MINE IN LINE ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!" Morooka cackled...

...and back in the real world, Mitsuo Kubo figured that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have thrown the teacher in there after all...

(1) - Akira Machida was the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court of Japan from 2002 to 2006. I don't know why I gave Morooka a persona based after a judge. But, really...who cares?