right now your probably yelling at me. "Why does this show up when you've got a story people have been waiting over year for chapter 5!"
well sorry, but I felt like I had to write this, and to be honest, it felt weird while I was. When I stated writing this a began to feel a small amount of panic, my heart started beating faster and my hands began to shake. It was like I was in this situation while I was writing it. My god, my heart's pounding and my hands are shaking just thinking about it. J-just read the damn thing.
The gun slid across the ground just within my reach, I pick it up on instinct. It felt familiar, almost comforting, in my hand. Then I remembered, the feeling of cold metal on my neck, the weight in my hand. The words, I can hear them clearly now, 'Can you pull the trigger?'
It was under my chin now, the cold steel on the delicate skin of my neck. My hands shook, my breath went ragged, and sweat formed on my brow. My heart sped while time slowed as the monster moved towards me. The rest of the world faded away, leaving me, the gun, and the monster.
"Per..." My lips moved, forming a word I didn't recognize.
"...So..." Another syllable, my finger squeezed the trigger a little harder as my grip and the gun tightened. The creature reached out for me.
"...Na." I closed my eyes as I pulled the trigger. Glowing blue glass erupted from my head as a Flood of cold washed through my mind, like someone poured liquid calm into my very being. Cold, then heat coursing through me, like being embraced by an old friend. The feeling was both foreign and familiar, new and old, like it had always been there, waiting for me to call upon it.
Behind me, he formed. A man whose skin was colored like fire, covered in slabs of stone, etched with glowing red runes formed a suit of armor that let only his head and torso uncovered. Two large blocks surrounded each shoulder and in between those was his head, his face held no expression, like a blank slate.
The monster lept back as the stone man above me began to speak.
"I AM THOU," His voice was deep, but smooth, like polished obsidian, "AND THOU ART I, THE MIRROR OF THY SOUL, I AM HE WHO BESTOWED FIRE UNTO MAN, PROMETHEUS!"
So, here it is. my hands are still a little shaky. but anyway this is a self inset into persona 3, don't worry, I'm not replacing Minato (thats his name right?).
IF anyone wants to bounce ideas with me on the actual start of this story rather that just this little snippet (which is really all I have for it) just PM me, but know that I won't be able to get back to you right away. or maybe you just want to preview the chapter before i post. but to be honest, i'm willing to bet that i'm not going to get a single review or PM for this, even though I feel like I POURED MY HEART INTO IT.
The only time i did get any reviews or PMs was when I did an SYOC, and that's the story I mentioned in the above author's note. Sooo... yeah, check that one out too, if you want.
So anyway, for the dreamers and the hardworkers, keep on keepin' on.