Tenacious P

It began with young S.S. awaking in a strange, blue, limo. He was greeted by a rather short old man with a long enough nose to make up for it.

"'Sup. Welcome to the Velvet Room." the man said with a smile.

"Wow...He was right...This weed WILL take me to wonderful places." S.S. said while gazing around.

"The name's Igor, the famous musician." The old man said with a smile. Next to him was a woman dressed in blue.

"...Never heard of you." S.S. said, shrugging.

"Yeah, well screw you too. I was really popular in Lucifer's domain. Anyway, what's your name, kid?"

"Call me Double S." Igor took a pause to decide whether that was his actual name.

"...In any case, you're here because I drove my nice limo to your dreams. I need to tell you that you are about to go on a most EXCELLENT adventure in this town your parents dumped you in."

Thinking back, S.S. recalled his parents going on a "year long business trip." BULL SHIT. They probably just went to a resort and left Seta in ANOTHER random town nearby.

But, this sounded promising. "An excellent adventure? Sweet! Will I be, like, summoning monsters and fighting others? Big sword fights? Shootouts? Laying the smackdown on a mother fucking goddess?"

"...No, nothing like that. You shall find out, within due time. Now, go my son, and ROCK!" The mysterious woman beside Igor opened the limo door and threw Double S outside.

S.S. woke up on the train, realizing he was back in reality. Interestingly enough, S.S. did NOT seem under the influence of drugs prior to having that. So what the hell was it, then?

"...Fucking psycho." Seta said to himself. Finally, the train came to a stop. He slowly walked out with his luggage and was greeted by a middle aged man wearing a tie. Behind him was a timid looking girl who was probably in kindergarten or first grade.

"Hey!" The man said. "My name is Dojima. I'm the one that's taking care of you."

Seta smiled. "Fucking rad, man!"

Dojima briefly sighed. "Your mother DID say you were strange. Anyway, this is my daughter, Nanako. C'mon, let me show you my house."

Double S continued to silently reflect on his dream, hoping to god that it was real. He could use an "Excellent Adventure" to make his time in the small town of Inaba worthwhile. Suddenly, Nanako shivered.

"D-dad? Can we stop at a bathroom?" She asked quietly. Dojima nodded and pulled over at a nearby store. The three exited the car and headed towards the store. S.S. looked up at the sign.

Foggy Day:

Custom Guitars

Sweet! Double S thought. He was hoping to buy a new guitar, after he broke his last one by chucking it at some blue haired punk who played Russian Roulette by his house. He entered the store first, and the store clerk showed Nanako where the bathroom was. While she was gone, S.S. walked up to the register.

"So... You sell custom guitars... Sir? Ma'am?" The clerk had long hair, and S.S. was having a difficulty telling what gender it was.

"Howdy! Fixin' for a guitar, dude? Got's 'em custom, made, I do now, ya hear?"

"Wh- Yeah! I'd love to buy one. Let's see..." He looked at the selection of guitars on the wall, until his eyes came across a magnificent silver guitar with the Japanese kanji for 'Izanagi' printed on it. "That one!" He exclaimed, pointing to it.

"Excellent!" The clerk performed an air guitar before taking it off the wall. "Y'ever heard of that Izanagi? Yup, really famous god, he is. Even more notable then him, was his of course ROCKIN' wife Izanami. In fact-"

"Yeah, thanks for the guitar. How much is it?" Double S then purchased the beautiful guitar before heading back to the car. Dojima drove off, with S.S. completely unaware that the guitar Izanagi would mark the beginning of his DESTINY.

-End Chapter One.

Author's Note: Yeah. I decided to rewrite the script of Persona 4 and fill it with the most epic story of rock and roll that I could imagine. I got... This. Hope it satisfies you, to some extent.