Hey guys. So this will be my first fanfiction published so show me some love and feel free to pop in some recommendations in the comments section. I will be including a culture festival, hot springs scene, and some minor cameo appearances from previous Persona games (mainly Persona 3, 4, and 5). With that being said, please enjoy chapter 1.

PERSONA: ONE LAST PROMISE

Chapter 1

Nuzoko Elementary school: 1st grade section

Kazuhiko Sukima, that's my name.

My first day of school and I'm already a target for bullies. Before coming here, I thought I would be in a happy environment and welcomed by everyone. That was my first mistake; I never realized that other kids could be cruel.

"Stay away from us!"

"He'll put a curse on us if we make him mad!"

"Devil child!"

Normally, this should be a good time to tell a teacher. But I also have come to realize that grown-ups can be mean too.

"Now Kaz-kun, you wouldn't want anyone else to be hurt, right?"

"Stay the hell away from my son!"

"Don't touch me!"

This left me no friends and no support from anyone. I was an outcast from day one.

When we were let out during lunchtime, all the children stayed away from me. Some threw rocks at me if I came too close. The only refuge I ever found was a small cave that nobody wanted to go to. I tended to stay there until lunch was over. To me, that cave was my home.

The other children called my cave, "The witch's den". Some made a game out of it and went there with sticks and rocks to go hunting for witches. This started to go on for quite some time. The teachers didn't pay any attention to me when I came back to class with cuts and bruises.

This is usually the time where most kids would talk to their parents about their problems, but I never had that luxury.

My parents were dead.

When their car was found, my father was already dead and my mother was breathing her last words:

"...the devil..."

Soon after that, not a single one of my relatives would take me in. They thought I was the devil incarnate and that taking me under their roof would be the same as selling their souls to Satan. My godparents had to take care of me out of the goodness of their hearts, but they were criticized by their neighbors.

I remembered that one night, all the neighbors arrived at the front door with a priest and tried to perform exorcism on me. I was so scared that I ran away from home and was missing for 3 days.

My godparents could only take the abuse for so much that they planed on moving out to Inaba once I finished my first grade year.

Soon enough, one month before we decided to move, I was ganged up on.

May 9th, 2011

"Hey Satan!"

Not turning around, Kazuhiko already knew who the voice belonged to.

"Hey! Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

Sadly, Kazuhiko turned around to see the face of Yoshimitsu Nakagawa and his band of misfits; all of them had sturdy canes in their hands.

"You think you're gonna get away before we kill you?"

Kazuhiko cursed under his breath.

The morning announcement had alerted everyone about his departure to Inaba. He heard all the students and teachers sighs of relief when they knew that he would soon be leaving them for good.

"Well, we're here to tell you you're wrong"

Kazuhiko didn't even flinch when he was beaten; He had already been through this everyday and pain was something that he could not feel anymore.

He was eventually knocked down and was repeatedly kicked until he felt the bullies stop.

Kazuhiko thought that they were finally done beating him and began to stand up.

To his surprise, Yoshimitsu and his gang were still there, grinning evilly.

He began to walk out until Yoshimitsu walked right in front of him and swung his fist into Kazuhiko's ribcage.

"You didn't listen did you?"

Kazuhiko lifted his head up to Yoshimitsu. He began to take a few steps back and felt his broken rib.

"We did say we'd kill you, didn't we?"

Yoshimitsu began to advance while pulling a small object out of his pocket.

Kazuhiko's eyes widened and were filled with terror.

"Say hello to my new birthday present"

Yoshimitsu flipped out the blade from the handle and continued to advance.

"P-please, n-no. I never did anything to hurt you or anyone."

"You just being here is hurting everyone." Yoshimitsu began,

"Or so says the teachers and the students"

Kazuhiko turned around to run but soon felt the end of the cave.

"Nowhere to run now, devil child"

"Please! Stop! Don't hurt me!"

Yoshimitsu wouldn't listen. The knife was now inches away from Kazuhiko's throat.

"HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE! HELP ME!"

"This is no place for a devil"

The knife then cut into Kazuhiko's neck. Warm blood began to flow through the flesh wound and into the blade.

"Alright, that's enough"

Kazuhiko's eyes began to open and saw a figure at the front of the cave.

"That is crossing the line. In fact, you already crossed the line when you beat him on the first day"

Yoshimitsu stopped and turned around to see the face of the unknown savior.

"Oh come on! You of all people should be killing him. Your mom was killed by that cult"

Kazuhiko mind began to race. Who was in his class that had a dead mother?

The figure ran towards Yoshimitsu, grabbed his hand and twisted it around his back while slamming him into the cave wall.

"And you think it's a good idea to go killing someone that hasn't done anything wrong?"

Yoshimitsu's gang began to rush the figure and all were put down with a barrage of kicks and punches dealt by the figure.

Kazuhiko finally realized who his savior was. He sat down on the ground and began to cry.

"Hey, don't cry"

Kazuhiko looked up again and saw the figure extend a hand to help him up.

"Sorry I didn't help you before. Your name's Kazuhiko right?"

Kazuhiko slowly nodded and grabbed the student's hand.

"Nice name. Did anyone ever call you Kaz-kun before?"

Kazuhiko shook his head and looked at the person in disbelief.

For the first time in his life, Kazuhiko was shown kindness from a fellow classmate; it was a strange feeling, he felt like anyone could beat him and he would still have a smile on his face.

"Well, you won't mind if I call you Kaz-kun right?"

Kazuhiko, once again, shook his head. This time, he was no longer crying.

"Alright then Kaz-kun! Well, it's only fair if I tell you my name"

"Don't worry, I already know your name"

The first time Kazuhiko spoke to anyone in his class, he felt a small smile appear on his face.

"It's Johei Shiroka, right?"

"Yep! That's right!"

Kazuhiko then leaned on Johei's shoulder while walking out of the cave before he heard a small voice in his head,

I art thou, thou art I

Thou hast established a new bond

It shall become the power to rise from despair

I present to thee, the Magician Arcana

So, how did you guys think of that? Please review; any suggestions are welcome. In the next chapter, one of the best social links in Persona 4 will appear.