P3 Re:Volution
By Azure Blade of Chaos
A/N: Hello and welcome to my very first Fan Fic. As the title mildly suggests, this is a retelling of Persona 3 with a few new twists. Send me Feedback on how well the story is going in your opinion and about anything I may have missed while I'm releasing chapters. I hope you enjoy.
P3 Re:Volution
0-Prologue-0
The ride to Tatsumi Port Island was both long and short, Long for blue haired Minato Arisato, who stayed awake for the entire trip watching over his sleeping twin sister, Minako Arisato, and making sure no one disturbed her before the trip was over: He did not want her having another psycho tantrum and destroying the monorail car they were in. He often wondered why they were given psychic powers that were connected to their moods and their connection to the accident 10 years ago.
"Approaching our last stop: Iwatodai. I repeat: Approaching Iwatodai Station on Tatsumi Port Island. Please prepare to disembark," announced the Monorail Conductor, interrupting Minato's thoughts. He gazed out the window for a moment and saw a blue butterfly fluttering alongside the train.
That's odd, I didn't think a butterfly could keep up with a train... I should probably wake up Minako or I'll get a serious ear full, thought Minato as he nudged Minako.
"Time to wake up sleeping beauty," he said, chuckling lightly. Minako grumbled something unpleasant at him before curling partially into a ball. Minato frowned and shook his head, "Minako, it's time to wake up."
No response.
"At this rate, she'll be pissed," mumbled Minato before an idea pops into his head, "Minako, Steak in any form is the worst fo-," is as far as he got before a feminine hand grabbed his neck and began to squeeze it with great force. Minato quickly met the gaze to of the hand's owner: A red haired girl with crimson eyes fixed in a venomous glare. Minato laughed as best he could with a constricted airway.
"About time you woke up, sis," he wheezed as Minako's grip tightened.
"Minato, you have have a minute to explain why you interrupted my nap," she snarled as Minato continued to chuckle. He drew a deep breath before answering, "We're almost at our destination and I didn't want to go through the trouble of waking you up when we got to the station."
"I see," responded Minako, relinquishing her grip on Minato's throat. "How long would you estimate until we get there?"
"Between six and eight minutes," Minato stated almost instantly, "I'm gonna listen to a few songs until we arrive."
Minako sighed, exasperated. He never takes anything serious, with the exception of my well being. Doesn't he remember what this place is and the promise we made 10 years ago? I won't let him forget, she thought furiously, before checking her phone: it was eight minutes until midnight, when that time of day began and almost time for her brother's prediction to come true or be proved false. Barely a minute later, the train began to slow to a stop, proving Minato's prediction. Seven minutes on the dot... He's become much better at making guesses regarding the time it takes for something to happen, Minako thought as she got out of her seat, which prompts Minato to do the same.
The twins got off the train together and walked semi leisurely, semi rushed, as they walked somewhat briskly towards their true destination: a co-ed dormitory that they should've been at hours ago. The minutes flew by as they increased their walking speed. All at once, the sky became a bright green color and the moon became a sickly gold color. Puddles of water became puddles of blood, almost all electronics stopped working and the majority of people were transmogrified into black coffins with a red glow.
"The Midnight Hour," sighed the twins as the all too familiar change in setting took place. Minato fumbled through his jacket pocket and found a map. After he glanced over it for a moment, he passed it to Minako, who looked over the map then pocketed it.
"We'll get there in about forty-five minutes," she sighed as they continued their journey at the same pace, "It's barely been ten minutes and I already don't like this place."
"Relax Mina, at least nothing is chasing us this time around," said Minato as they rounded a corner, then another, "If this time of night didn't make everything become eerie, it would be peaceful."
"That's your opinion and don't call me Mina anymore," scowled Minako as she pulled out the map, "We make a right here then keep going straight until we see the dorm... Shouldn't there be a faster route?" Minato lightly chuckled at his sister's impatience as they continued following the designated path.
After another twenty minutes of walking, the twins reached the dorm, which struck them as odd: This was the only place unaffected by the Midnight Hour's ability to disable electronics and machinery until it was over. Slightly perturbed, the twins entered the building slowly and were greeted by a child with dark hair, blue eyes and a beauty mark beneath one of his eyes, who was wearing indigo and white striped pajamas.
"Hello," said the child before pointing at a red wood counter to his right with a pen and a paper with what seemed to be terms and conditions for an agreement, "If you want to continue, you'll need to sign that contract. Don't worry, all it says is that you'll take responsibility for your actions: the usual."
"Yeah right," scoffed Minako, who then attempted to pass the child only to be held back by her brother, who shook his head in disapproval towards her choice of action.
"I get the feeling that we'll end up in a bad situation in the near future if we don't sign that contract," he said with an intense vibe. Minako began to argue, but remembered that her brother, whom she believed was usually too laid back for his own good, was almost always correct when he predicted something and failure to listen to his predictions tended to end very badly. Eventually, she agreed and signed her name in elegant cursive: Minako C. Arisato. She was followed by her brother, who scrawled his name in, possibly, the worst cursive imaginable: Minato C. Arisalo. Minako noticed his mistake almost instantly.
"You forgot to cross your 't'," she chided. Minato chuckled lightly, annoying his sister greatly, then corrected his mistake: Minato C. Arisato. The child proceeded to take the contract and, with a swift gesture, made it disappear.
"The end comes to us all: you can't cover your eyes or block your ears. Now then, I wish you good luck during the trials ahead," says the child with an eerie smile before he, himself, vanished.
"That was odd," mumbled Minako as she sighed in relief, only to become tense upon hearing another voice.
"Who's there!?"
? PoV
The fires died out quickly as he called back his Persona. He sighs and mutters something as a more Shadows gather around him. He swears, then summons another Persona.
"Amon, Megidolaon," he says and his Persona waves its hands. An explosion follows and the Shadows are obliterated. Moments later, chains begin to rattle as a formidable Shadow appears.
"Finally, something that looks and feels like a challenge," says the man and pulls out a sword, "Try to last more than a minute." He and the Shadow charge at each other and their weapons collide...
A/N: Thus begins my retelling of Persona 3 with a few twists. Please review and tell me if any corrections should be made or if you, the readers, have any ideas regarding the story.
-Azure Blade of Chaos
