im thinking of writing a persona fanfiction, it will happen around the ame time as persona 3 bbut will have completely different characters, here is the prologue.
sorry about all the writing, tell me what you think
EDIT: more writing, a lot more, but ive finnished the proogue chapter so im gonna post it to show you, think i should carry on?
It was a cold night, mid-November, winter was rapidly approaching. You could feel him in the air, the one making the cold, whoever he was. Kazuma was restless in bed; he couldn’t sleep and even after the long hard hike with his dad yesterday. Kazuma Michishige was a high school student only 15 years old, but what would happen that night would change his whole life ahead of him. After tossing and turning for hours he finally decided it was a good idea to get up, he flicked on his lamp and slowly rose from his futon. The cold air hit him like it was solid, he’d never felt so cold in his life. Something felt wrong that night, something was about to happen, a worldwide phenomenon. But only 12 people in the whole world could determine it, and only 12 people could fight against it. It was obvious straight away what had happened, the heater hadn’t kicked in. someone had knocked the thermostat, tch, typical. As he headed for the stairs there was the faint sound of vibrating and indie-rock music coming from his pocket, his phone was ringing. Who the hell could be calling at 2 in the morning? As he lifted the phone to his ear a faint, very tired sounding voice emanated from it, “duuuude, I can’t sleep for ####.” It was his friend, Yoshizawa. “Me either Yo.” He answered in a surprisingly lively tone. Kazuma flung open the fridge and pulled out a half-eaten rice ball that he’d left from earlier I the day, “so, whaffya gunnu doo?” said Kazuma, wishing he’d swallowed the mouthful before speaking. “Well, *yawn*, I was thinking of coming to yours?” said Yoshizawa in a hopeful sort of voice. “So, let me get this straight,” asked Kazuma before quickly finishing the rice ball, “You want to come to my house at 2 in the morning? Just because you have nothing better to do?” Yoshizawa sighed heavily, “Fine, how about you come to mine then?” said Yoshizawa as If he was still sighing. “Fine, be there in a minute.
When Kazuma arrived at Yoshizawa’s house, he knocked very faintly. He knew what Yo’s dad was like when he was angry, and if you woke him up in the middle of the night, trust me, he’d be angry. However when Yo answered he flung the door open carelessly and yelled, “Kaz! You’re here, finally!” to which Kazuma instantly froze in shock. “No need to worry, I’m the only one in, my dad’s out on a date!” he yelled with a wave that said “Come on in!” Kazuma let out a sigh of relief, walked inside, and pushed the door shut. Yoshizawa’s house was clean and well-kept as always, his dad denies having OCD but it’s obvious he does. “So, you wanna drink?” said Yoshizawa, walking towards the kitchen “just an oolong tea for me, please” Kazuma said, making himself comfortable. “Seriously, dude? Tea? Suit yourself, I’m having a TaP, they say that stuff was first made in Inaba, weird such a big thing came from such a small town, huh?” But Kazuma was lost in thought, why were both of them feeling so perky at this hour? Then something hit him; hit him hard, so hard in fact that he fell off the chair. It was a feeling that he needed to do something, something important. He jumped to his feet and peered out of the window. Yoshizawa rushed in, “I heard a loud thump, what’s happeni… huh? What’s out there?” started Yoshizawa. “See… for yourself.” Stuttered Kaz, looking terrified. Yo looked outside, and what he saw made him stutter the words “w… w… what the H-h-hell?!” it looked like a man in a brown robe, he was wearing a blue mask that looked like it was frightened, he had a young woman over his shoulder. “Wh-who-who is that?!” a strange black liquid was seeping from his robe, and he was staring at the window, laughing, taunting them. Yo jumped backwards as he realised who this young woman was, it was his senpai from his guitar class, Maima. “That’s… Maima senpai!” shouted Yoshizawa, “we have to save her!” Kazuma looked at him in panic, “save her?! We don’t know who that guy is, he might have a gun!” he shouted, “look at him,” Yo shouted back, before calming down, “can’t you feel that? That horrible feeling, He’s not human, that… I’m sure of.” Kazuma could feel it too, a feeling of malice and despair that he was emitting. “That’s right, it’s not human, it’s a shadow.” Both boys spun round to see a strange young woman sitting on the couch; she had yellow eyes, bright white hair, and a strange blue uniform. “I think you’d better go kill it, there’s no telling what it’s planning to do to your friend.” She said in a calm and collected voice, “Wait, I don’t understand!” shouted Yoshizawa, reaching out to the woman, but she disappeared on contact. Yoshizawa immediately ran upstairs, when he came back, he threw Kaz a long pole, which on further inspection turned out to be a spear. “Sorry about the medieval weaponry, my dad collects these things.” Yo had gotten his hands on a broadsword, and he wielded it like a champion. They walked out into the street, it turned out the shadow had been slowly edging towards them, and it was now laughing like a maniac. “What’s so funny? Stop laughing!” Yelled Yoshizawa, “You… y-y-your fuuuuutile attempt at savinnnnng your frienddd is what funnyyyyy, aha, ahahahahahah!” said the shadow in a slurred, demonic sounding voice. “why you little ####, futile? I’ll show you what’s futile!” Yo lunged forwards and sliced down the arm of the shadow, “fooooooools, your pitiful weapons, cannot harrrrrrm meeeeeee…” stammered the shadow; it then let out a bolt of lightning which struck Yoshizawa in the leg, “dammit!” he cried.
At that moment, Kazuma felt something. Something welling up inside of him, calling his name, “Kazuma… Warrior of the sun…” he felt the power growing until it was about to burst out of his body, only one word came to his mind at this moment, and as he said it aloud, the miraculous event took place, “per… so… na…” an explosion of what looked like shards of blue glass burst from Kazuma’s body, the rush of power was enough to make all the streetlights on the street explode at once. “I am phoenix…” said a voice inside Kazuma’s head, suddenly a blaze of fire appeared in front of him. This fire seemed like it was alive, and it was… bird shaped? “bird of the ashes… lord of the sun…” the bird-shaped blaze rushed at the shadow, “nooooooooo, thissssss can’t beeeee…” the bird blew the shadow over, “Kaz, I don’t feel right, ugh… perso…n…n…a…” what looked like the grim reaper riding a horse burst out of Yoshizawa, “I am the black rider, the bringer of balance and the rider of famine…” bellowed the reaper before rushing towards the shadow , and slicing off its head. The battle was over; the two boys looked at each other, both out of breath. They were both thinking the same thing, but Yoshizawa felt the need to say it, “that… was… freaking… awesome…” panted Yoshizawa, Yeah, it wassss…” breathed Kazuma, before they both passed out…
sorry, to fit it i had to get rid of the original characters part, but all is well for a prologue