Fem-Souji/Yuu! When mysterious murders break out in the small town of Inaba, can Suzumi Seta the new transfer student from the City, solve the case? She can't do it alone, but will the many bonds she has made be enough to help her reach out to the truth?

Our beloved protagonist goes through something we like to call 'New Game Plus!' Except this time, he gets boobs. Fanfic will be based off the game, with minor changes and Anime references.

A/N: Alright then, time to get started! This is my first very ambitious fanfiction. And I felt as though I HAD to make a story about a female protagonist due to the lack of one in the coming remake Persona 4 the Golden. Not only that, but also due to the lack of stories that involve a female Souji in which I can actually find on this website. So that is why I've decided to make one myself. You see, I was back and forth on posting this, since I'm not the best writer. Nonetheless, I would still very much appreciate constructive criticism and reviews. ^^ And please no flaming- not too hard, at least. Yes, my writing may be slightly bad, but I truly am striving to improve my technique. . . :3 I've got oodles and oodles to say too, but of course- I don't want to bore you to death with my words. But anyways, please enjoy!

DISCLAIMER!: I do not own Persona! Or Atlus by any chance either. It's the reason why I'm writing this in the first place!


Prologue...

I opened my eyes at the sound of a car passing slowly on the rocky road... Out the window I stared but unfortunately seeing nothing through the thick fog. However, it was too quiet- too calm and serene... Too royal blue? Looking around, I observed the scenery around me which began to lead my mind into confusion. A Limo- I was in a limo with no clue how or why I was here... However something strange came over me- I felt... I felt as though I belonged here. The chances of this being reality were quite slim, considering how little I could remember before all this. Yet at this point, it suddenly occurred to me to not care, and pay attention to the two other individuals in this place. They were eerily quiet, yet had bemused smiles on their faces. I wanted to say something, but stared straight at the man with the long nose in a black tuxedo wondering whether he was going do anything or not. I faced them accordingly, even meeting their eyes to stare back boldly.

"Ah. . . It seems we have a guest with an intriguing destiny. . ."
he chuckled to himself lightly. He then held his hand out.
"My name is Igor. . . I am delighted to make your acquaintance.
This place exists between dream and reality, mind and matter. . .
It is a room that only those bound by a 'contract' may enter. . .
It may be that such a fate awaits you in the near future.
Now then. . . Why don't you introduce yourself. . .?"

I had then nodded at the strange man, and contemplated for a few seconds. My name- that's right. My name was...

"Suzumi Seta." I answered.

He nodded with a slight chuckle, but nothing strange came of it to me at all. Dreams were a mysterious thing that came about when you slept. And for whatever peculiar thing that happened during them- they happened for a reason. Almost like life, events happened because they were fated to take place the moment you were born- to the moment you died. In fact, fate could just as easily be altered whenever someone comes into your life and makes a difference. Perhaps there was a reason for me being here too. Maybe I would uncover the reason why. Maybe not. I looked back at the man once more, but then to the woman on his left who held a thick book on her lap. Her face was almost emotionless as she stared right back, the golden eyes not failing for one second to unnerve every little inch of myself. When the woman closed her eyelids, as if in satisfaction, a strand of white hair fell onto her face despite the blue headband that obscured her hair into position. Her whole appearance looked slightly odd, however fit perfectly with the current surroundings- the way her pale skin complemented the dress she wore the same way her existence complemented the Limo... She was very beautiful to sum it up. Part of me realized I was still engaged in a conversation with the man and looked back at him.

"Hm. . . I see. Now, let's take a look into your future, shall we?"

He placed his hand over the table in front of him, just inches away from the surface. A blue glow emitted from his hand and underneath it appeared a deck of cards the same color as this... this Blue Velvet Limo. "Do you believe in fortune telling?" With one swift movement, he swiped his hands over the cards. To my surprise, they moved onto certain spaces on the table without being touched. I watched even closer, in awe. "Each reading is done with the same cards, yet the result is always different. . ." he again chuckles, but this time slightly more heartily. "Life itself follows the same principles, doesn't it?" Igor mimics flipping over a card with his hand, and one of the cards on the table had flipped over as well. It wasn't too much of a surprise this time. "Hm. . . The Tower in the upright position represents the immediate future. It seems a terrible catastrophe is imminent. The card indicating the future beyond that is. . ." he flips over yet another, "The Moon in the upright position. This card represents 'hesitation' and 'mystery'. . . Very interesting indeed."

I listen as he goes on. Tower? Moon? These were the Major Arcana's, no? And what was it about hesitation and mystery? Was something going to happen?

Without changing his expression at all, Igor clasps his hands together. "It seems you will encounter a great misfortune at your destination, and a great mystery will be imposed on you." Something about this made me shift in my seat slightly, listening to the fortune reading. "In the coming days, you will enter into a contract of some sort, after which you will return here. The coming year is a turning point in your destiny. . . If the mystery goes unsolved, your future may be forever lost. My duty is to provide assistance to our guests to ensure that does not happen." He swiped his hand over the cards for a final time before they disappeared into thin air. A very cool magic trick, to be honest- I wouldn't mind having it for myself.

"Ah! I have neglected to introduce my assistant to you." Igor finally gestured to the individual beside him. I was wondering for quite a while when she would come into the picture. "This is Margaret. She is a resident of this place, like myself."

She answers in a stern and sophisticated voice. "My name is Margaret I am here to accompany you through your journey."

So this was Margaret, I told myself mentally. And this is Igor. They had such odd names, ones I have never even heard before. My gut had told me to remember them, and that I'd need them in not too long. A suddenly blur had swept across my eyes- and before I knew it, I became a tad dizzy. "We shall attend to details another time. Until then, farewell. . ." My consciousness slowly faded into a foggy black soon after.