=MALEVOLENT DESIGNS=

-Chapter 1-

(August 3rd 2012)

It was an office plain and simple. Not a small one and high in the sky. Large glazed windows covered one whole wall, and the golden rays of sun filled the office. High powered air-conditioning prevented the rays from toasting the room, but even still he was still slightly warm. It may have been down to the jacket, he refused to remove. It was a professional business man's suit jacket, a deep almost black shade of blue. Professionally tailored and perfectly fitting, but the cut and trim of the coat were not the first thing people noticed. No it was the much lighter shade of blue, neatly stitched on the left lapel that got most looks. It wasn't the only one matching the motif on the man either. A neatly folded pocket chief was visible in the jacket front pocket and also quite clearly bore a light blue number one.

Looking passed the strange numbers adorning his attire, it was quite clear that the man in question was a professional business man. His hair was well kept, slicked back except a few rebelling strand of his fringe. A practical styled pair of glasses sat over his eyes , they were a designer brand but that in this case meant that looked professional, and would easily last. In front of the man, who was sitting, was a large desk. It was impressively tidy. A folded panel pc monitor, sat angled so that he could study it without moving, and simple black and white sign sat on the desk beside it. The sign simply read 'Nanjo #1'

Nanjo looked down into the corner of the monitor, and watched it finally tick over to saying 15:00. Reaching out he tapped at the monitor, a touch screen, and flicked through to the web phone function he had built inside. With one final tap the monitor started to ring, before eventually clicking. A younger women's face appeared on the screen. She was long haired and beautiful just coming on to adulthood, but managing it well and as impeccably well-kept as he was. "Amazingly precise timing as normal, Kei-San." The women greeted with a smile. "I do try Mitsuru-san." Kei Nanjo, head of the Nanjo group replied.

"You needed to talk?" Mitsuru asked nonchalantly pushing some hair behind her ear. "Indeed but perhaps it is better if I just show you." Kei said. Click a button on the side of the desk a small hidden laser projected the shape of a keyboard below the monitor and he expertly navigated is computer with the keyboard along. "I just sent you a recording from a meeting earlier today, you should watch it now. I can wait till you are finished." Kai continued leaning back slightly in his chair to be more comfortable as he waited. Mitsuru on the other side of the video call, clicked on the accept button that had popped up. Kei Nanjo's face was covered over as a media player came up on her computer and video started to play.

The video opened on the image of a meeting room. 2 Chairs were on either side of the table, and at the head of the table stood a youth setting up a projector of some kind. Nanjo himself was nowhere to be seen; Mitsuru assumed that he must be behind what every device was recording the meeting. Soon enough the youth at the head of the table, had finished on the projector and stood up straight. The man was professional looking, as if he had put a lot of effort in to looking his best. However his clothes were cheaper and it wasn't the greatest fitting suit, and a light brushing of wannabe straggly stubble littered his chin. "I apologise for the wait." The youth said politely with a bow to those still seated around the table. Taking a step back and to the side, so that everyone could see the projection, he pressed a button on some small remote.

"Good morning gentleman, thank you all for taking the time to see me. My name is Shin Hashimoto. As I'm sure each of you knows, in business one major deciding factor in profits are the initial costs required. I bring to you today, a proposition that could help reduce the costs.

The cost in particular I speak of is maintenance. I am in the process of writing a computer program, designed to be capable of monitoring pretty much any form of computer and machinery such as automated production equipment in factories. It can monitor and diagnose problems before they occur, based on reduced performance and other criteria. It can inform those that need to know of the problem, and allow proper maintenance to be performed before any major cost incurring breakdown happens.

So far I have test this software, on computer, same phones and even one car but in order to complete it to make it truly platform universal, would require a large amount of work on my part. Work that while I can do alone, I cannot do and live off it at the same time. It is due to this I am willing to give up partial rights to the program upon completion, in return for investment so I can live while I work on it. Once again I thank you for your time."

Shin Hashimoto bowed to those at the table and proceed to start parking away the equipment that he had brought with him. Throughout the video, Mitsuru had watched the presentation on the projection behind Shin. It had mostly been redundant, but it make him have a more professional air which was probably the reason he had chosen to have one during the pitch.

"Well that was interesting." Mitsuru finally spoke once more towards to Kei, having closed the video. "But I'm not so sure I get you reasons?" She added with a question in her tone. "You really don't see how an completely universal self-diagnosis software could be useful for certain 'operations' not even, currently un-functional, and not understood equipment." Kei replied. "You really thing, that such a thing could allow us to figure out their purpose." Mitsuru said, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at him. "I do not see the harm in trying. You told me someone was using Kirijo equipment against us. It is likely they know, the purpose of things we don't. A major disadvantage." Kei explained himself.

"Okay, a fair point. However I'm not really in the position to come to Mikage-Cho." Mitsuru told him. "I can bring him on board, speak him round. Get him to agree to non-disclosure. Then once he is ready for everything, I can have him sent to you to see if his program can figure out things." Kei offered. "Alright, he will however be your responsibility." Mitsuru told him. "Fine with me, I just want what is best for the operatives. Good day Mitsuru-san." Nanjo replied with and respectful nod, as Mitsuru hung up on him.

A/N – Finally finished playing both Persona Portable and Arena. Still haven't managed to get round to golden so thing in Golden will not come up. This fic will have persona 1, 3 and 4 characters as well OC characters.

Disclaimer – I don't own Persona or its characters.