A/N : A small piece of adachi along with some changed events as well as through the POV of Souji for a little added affect. Basically a small rewrite of persona 4 with more focus on Adachi. I'll try and stick with this no matter how crappy and hopefully I'll get better anyway thanks for reading.

Adachi POV

6 months ago...

Empty...

The word perfectly described the place I found myself in. All around me nothing but fog and old police tape strung out over the pale ground. I didn't know where I was or how I got here but for some reason this place felt so familiar to me.

"Hello child of the fog..."

Adachi: "a voice? Is somebody here?"

"Will you seek the truth, or will you simply run away?"

I stood up and followed the path from where the voice came from.

"The truth destroys those as they get closer and closer to it..."

The voice was getting louder and louder and beneath it I heard different voices that at first resembled whispering but only got louder.

"Bastard child..."

"Useless fool..."

"Idiot..."

"Dumbass..."

"Failure..."

My eyes flickered all around me as different words and voices attacked me from all directions.

"Did you hear about the affair? The father is staying with his wife."

Another voice rose up as to answer her.

"Yeah at least he is lucky she is staying with him, he almost lost her for nothing but trash."

"Yeah but I hear he got her pregnant, what about the child?"

"He'll pay to help the child somewhat but I don't think he cares for the thing much, I mean after all he just said the woman meant nothing to him."

"Yeah she was just a whore anyway..."

I could do nothing but run away as everything got louder and louder around me as the fog seemed to deepen.

Adachi: "No! Please..."

"Adachi you idiot It's your fault that the kid ended up being killed! If only we didn't have to deal with such an incompetent jackass! You're useless just like your whore of a mother!"

Adachi: "SHUT UP!!!"

Like that the voices stopped and for the first time I noticed I had reached the end of the path and right in front of me was a figure blocked by the fog.

"Adachi: it's not true... "

"Oh but it is..."

The voice was different than the voice that spoke to me earlier...

The figure walked past the fog and right in front of me was a down to the letter copy of me, save for the yellow eyes and dark smirk he had on his face and the sleazy way he wore the suit and tie.

"Me: But it's the very truth eh Adachi boy? Beneath that smile of lies is an idiot who doesn't know what to do, so useless that even your dad didn't want you."

"Adachi: Just shut up..."

The man continued while he laughed and twirled his revolver in his hands.

"Me: But why I'm just telling you the truth. Hey remember how we were supposed to be the best of the best to make that whore mom proud? We were supposed to be important and show that bastard Hanma that he and his rich bitch family he ditched us for were nothing but look where we ended up eh, Servant of the public. Rings a nice title deserving of us eh Adachi?"

The man walked closer to me and started to crack the same dimwit smile I put on every single day.

Me: "You disappointed that whore but who cares? All she did was give herself to guys while she told you to study every day, well look where that studying got you.

Adachi:" Why are you doing this?"

The other me didn't say a word but smacked me in the face with the revolver in his hand. As I fell to the ground I could feel my top lip bleed, I didn't dare look up from the ground but I could hear his voice beneath his laughing.

Me:" You really want to know why I'm doing this."

I could feel his weigh on my body as he slammed his shoe on back.

Me:"Because it's fun, and because you deserve it for being so worthless."

At that moment he started to kick me as I struggled to get up.

Me:" Most of all... I do this because you don't deserve to be me..."

"Deserve to be me... Of course…"

Adachi:" You're me..."

The figure immediately stopped kicking me, backed off and stood in front of me as if he was nothing but a doll.

Adachi:" Every time this shitty world took me for a push deep down I hated it and everyone but kept that mask on for so long that the mask became my identity."

I stood up and gazed at the other me but as I stood up I noticed the revolver he had earlier in my hand now. As I continued to stare at him bruises, cuts, and scrapes started to appear all over his body as he started to laugh a positive laugh and smile that goofy grin that he had grown accustomed to himself.

Adachi:" Those idiots all mocked and made fun of me no matter where I was when I grew up and all I could do was sit there and take it like a little bitch..."

It seemed the other me had stopped laughing and now was crying as if he realized all the horrors and truth that surfaced within him.

I pointed the revolver at his head while the voices around us started to surface but this time the voices didn't bother me.

"Half breed child."

"Hey his grades are horrible! Adachi you idiot!"

Adachi:" Yeah you were me..."

The I in front of me stopped his crying and an understanding smile appeared on his face as he nodded his head. I pulled the trigger and watched the me go down and black mist pours from his head.

Adachi:"But you're not me anymore..."

The me's corpse vanished and in his place appeared a Japanese warrior shrouded in crimson armor that looked somewhat familiar... Could it be...?

I whispered "Izanagi? The Japanese god from the folk legends?"

But something was different; He didn't feel like he was in the presence of some omnipotent being but instead he was meeting somebody he had lost a long time ago.

Izanagi nodded and a bright light engulfed my vision, when the light faded right in front of me a card was floating right beside me, I picked up the card up while it was floating in mid air.

I couldn't believe this... "Izanagi is me?"

Just then it seemed the fog had started to pick up again and it was like of the path and scenery in front of me was vanishing.

"Well you have found your truth child of the fog."

The voice from earlier who led me here.

"Who the hell are you?"

The voice seemed like it was laughing at me from far away but then it spoke.

"It doesn't matter who I am child as you cannot reach me anyway. Someone such as you could never grasp the truth anyway without falling."

I didn't who or what was messing with me but I felt cocky after all the crap I had endured tonight.

"I don't need the damn truth!"

The voice continued to laugh despite my yelling.

"I'll make my own truth!"

The voice abruptly stopped laughing and for a few seconds the fog was the only thing with me before the voice started to speak again.

"It seems we are of the same ideal child of the fog..."

I suddenly felt like my body was getting heavy and falling.

"We will meet again at a later time child of the fog..."

As I felt my eyes close I heard the final words mixed with a hint of care...

"Be well..."

Sort of a prologue to the tale on how Adachi got his persona and sort of explained his anger towards women and some of his issues. I know it's a little empty feeling but this is something I've made after a while.

R and R.