Authors Note: This is my first Persona multi-chapter fic. This is an idea that just won't leave me alone. I just had to put it out! HAHAHA!

Anyway, this story is set 3 years after the True Ending of Persona 4. This will also have a bit of Persona 3 elements in it.:)

I haven't included the changes in Persona 4:Golden since I really haven't played it yet. Even Persona 4:Arena. I'm such a loser...

I'd probably update about once a week or once every two weeks, depending on my schedule. I've got a pretty messed up schedule...

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the plot. ATLUS owns Persona 3 and Persona 4.:)

August 13, 2015 5:16PM

Ryotaro Dojima didn't know what to expect when he saw the text message his nephew sent him last during the last few days but from the briefness of the message, he could tell it was urgent. He also couldn't tell if he was messing with him or not because from the previous days, Souji didn't arrive. He also felt stupid because of the fog that covered the town of Inaba the past year. Which means there was a drop in temperature even during the summer season and he didn't even bring his jacket with him.

I'm coming back. Please don't tell anyone. Meet me at the station at 5 PM.

He reread the message and started to think of all the possible scenarios his nephew has gotten into. As far as he knew, only a handful of things fazed his nephew. From what he and the rest of his friends told him, Souji has been leading his friends into a world inside the TV - which he still didn't believe existed- fighting monsters that were called Shadows that came from the collective human consciousness of the world - another thing that he didn't believe in his nephew's story - and most of all, the beings they called Personas. From all of the things they said to him when he asked for the truth that Christmas of 2011, that was the most dubious thing - but he had a feeling it was the truth - which they had told.

Scratching the back of his head, he thought of the explanation they gave about these Personas.

Flashback

December 25, 2011

"So let me get this straight… you "fight"" said Dojima as he quoted the word, "these said monsters with these Personas?"

"That's right, Uncle." Souji answered as he looked straight into Dojima's eyes. Dojima held the gaze but his nephew never wavered. He gave up with a sigh and continued with his interrogation while they waited for the girls to finish baking the "Christmas Edition of Mystery Food X" as labelled by the Hanamura kid.

"So… how exactly do you get this…Persona?" he asked, unsure if it was the right thing to do. The "truth" his nephew and his friends have been oh-so willing to tell him was already too much to take in.

"I…don't know, actually. I just got mine the second time I entered the TV with Yosuke…" Souji answered slowly as he looked at Yosuke to answer his uncle's question.

"Uh…well…how do I say this?" Yosuke fumbled as he tried to put into words how he and the other people from their group got their Persona.

"Well first, you have to face your "other self" there. They're our own Shadow which represents a part of ourselves that we didn't want the world to know. They look exactly like us too so it really freaks you out when they spill the beans." he finished as he took a deep breath when he saw Dojima's raised eyebrow. "Dammit! He's gonna think I'm a real lunatic!" he whispered to Souji as he kicked him from under the kotatsu.

"Don't worry, Yosuke-senpai." said Kanji as he smiled at his senior. "He already thinks ya are."

"Thanks dude. I'm really happy to hear that…" Yosuke muttered as he turned towards Dojima again. "Anyway, once we faced them, it really freaks you out so we all kinda… rejected them." he said as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Then after they got rejected, they go berserk and transform into things that represent that part of us that we didn't want to show to the world. After that, we beat the crap outta them and then they return into their original forms…you know, the way we look…and then we accept them and they turn into our Persona." Yosuke finished his long-winded explanation and looked like he wanted to bang his head on top of the kotatsu.

"If that didn't sound like asylum material, I don't know what is…" his voice muffled as he hid his face on his arms.

"There might be a pair of straitjackets tailor-made for you." Souji commented as he snickered behind his hand.

Dojima in the other hand now has disbelief written all over his face as he tried to absorb all the craziness that the Hanamura kid spouted. He raised his hand to his face and put it on his forehead.

"Wait a minute… so does that mean you don't have any secrets that you don't want the world to see?" Dojima asked as he looked at Souji as hetried to lessen the impending headache by slowly massaging his temples.

"I don't know. I was just able to summon mine immediately when we needed it." he answered with a shrug. "I mean, there's a lot we don't understand. We don't understand why I can use different Personas in the middle of battle too…" he added.

Dojima had just sighed as he continued to massage his temples. He was hoping to get at least some more concrete evidence against Adachi but that seems unlikely at this point. All the things they said just now wouldn't stand in court…

August 13, 2015 5:25PM

Dojima shook his head as he tried to think of more possible scenarios that his nephew was in. It seems unlikely that he would be caught up with another incident concerning "supernatural events". He began listing down all the scenarios he came up with when a hand on his shoulder brought him out of his thoughts.

Dojima turned around with a smile which quickly fell as he saw his nephew's state. Despite the fact that Souji was now a good head taller than him, his hair a bit shorter than that of his one year stay in Inaba. His eyes were a mixture of panic and relief as sweat continued to trail down his face. He wore a blue button up shirt which had multiple tears at the sides and some mud down the front of the shirt. He also wore a pair of denim jeans which were splotched with mud as well as his sneakers. Overall he looked like he ran all the way from the city to Inaba. He has no bag slung over his shoulder or any kind of baggage.

But what caught Dojima's trained eyes was the golf club that has obviously seen better days and the handle of a gun tucked in front of his pants' waistline.

"Uncle!" the panic was also evident on his voice as he grabbed Dojima with his free hand. "Please drive me towards the hill. The one overlooking the town!" he begged. "I'm being followed. I'll explain everything later after I've dealt with them." He added as he looked at his uncle straight in the eye.

Dojima returned the stare as he saw two large men in trench coats, walking along the tracks of the train. They saw Souji and pointed at them and started to jog until it turned into a full-out sprint towards where they were.

The hand gripping Dojima's shoulder suddenly went to his arm as Souji bolted to the parking lot.

"Which one's your car?" he asked as he gripped the golf club tightly.

Dojima yanked his arm away and walked towards a white sedan that was the same model as the one he owned four years ago. He opened the lock and got in. As he was buckling up, Souji got in the passenger side throwing his battered golf club in the back seat.

As Dojima started the car, they heard the thundering footfalls of Souji's two pursuers. Dojima revved the engine and floored the accelerator, nearly hitting a couple on the way to the main road. He moved to sound the siren to clear the traffic but Souji grabbed his arm before he could.

"Don't. I don't want to have innocent people get dragged into this. You're the only one I can trust to keep a cool head in this situation…" Souji kept looking at the side mirror of the car, keeping the two pursuers in his sight. Dojima nodded and just kept driving towards the hill. It wouldn't be good for him to sound the siren. It will attract unwanted attention from the housewives still milling around the streets of Inaba and those two pursuers were bad news.

"So nobody else knows you're here." It wasn't a question, Souji knew. Just a statement of a fact. "What did you get into now, anyway?" he asked, not bothering to hide his irritation.

"I'll tell you la-"

"You better damn will! I don't want anything happening to anyone in this town! Not to you, not to your friends and not Nanako!" Dojima spat as he turned a corner, nearing the base of the hill.

"Nanako-chan will not be harmed… I promise." Souji muttered as he reached over his seat for the golf club.

They spent the rest of the ride towards the top of the hill in relatively tense silence as Souji gripped the handle of his golf club. He had his eyes closed as if in concentration. When Dojima stopped just beside the gazebo, Souji unbuckled his seatbelt and proceeded to step out of the car.

"I'll tell you everything later after I get rid of these guys." Souji nodded towards the approaching figures of their pursuers, all traces of fear washed out of his face and demeanor. Dojima looked at his eyes, noting the absence of all the traces of panic in their depths. In its place was a fire to protect those important to him and the determination to do just that.

The figures were even taller than Souji, now that Dojima had a good look at them. They looked like foreigners, what with their height and their body structure in general. Their faces were expressionless not to mention sweat-free even in their trench coat and with all the running they just did to catch up with them. There was rumbling laughter coming from the direction of the two strangers although they showed no signs of opening their mouths to emit such a sound.

It was then that the two strangers grew in size, growing even bulkier than they were before. The trench coats they wore now lay in shreds at their feet as their body continued to bulge. Then, as if it was glass, their skin started to fall off which revealed the sleek blackness of their muscles and their faces gave way to their masks and their blonde hair. They started to growl and pound their chests with their fists. They both pointed at Souji and he felt their aura change.

"Uncle…" Souji started walking towards them and stopped a few feet away from the two Shadows, his right hand gripping the battered golf club tighter. "Do you remember what we told you about Shadows?" he asked as he pulled out the gun with his left hand.

Dojima could only stare as he was asked the question. Dojima then looked at the two towering figures at the opposite end at the top of the hill. His eyes widened as realization hit him hard.

"No… no way… Those are… Shadows?!" he asked as he took a step back and and reached for his own gun.

"Don't bother, Uncle." Souji said as he lifted his gun, but instead of aiming at the Shadows, he aimed it at his head. "You would not be able to hurt it… You don't have a Persona." he steadied his breathing and his left arm. If what the person who gave him this gun was to be trusted then that would mean that he could summon a Persona outside of the TV but he would also need to be in an alternate dimension much like the TV World for this to work. No time to waste…

"Let's go, Izanagi!"

Souji pulled the trigger and felt his head get thrown to the right from the force of the impact together with the sound of a gunshot followed immediately by the sound of shattering glass. He felt a small ache in his chest as he saw the familiar blue shards circling around him and gathering behind him. He didn't waste time waiting for the facet of his self form and charged towards one of the Shadows.

The Shadow was already throwing a punch towards Souji but he ducked under the punch and when he got near enough, he spun on his heel, gripping the golf club with both his hands and hit the Shadow's knees with all his strength and momentum he had when he spun. The golf club gave away and broke when it hit its target.

The Shadow shrieked in agony as it fell to its knees, not expecting a powerful blow coming from the Persona-user. As it was going to stand, a bladed heel came into contact with its face, cracking the mask it had and pushing it on its back where it disappeared into a black mist.

It was at that moment that Dojima had seen the tall figure of "Izanagi" as Souji had called him. He had a black coat reminiscent of that of gang leaders with a helmet that hid his face except for the eyes which resembled Souji's except for the color. It was a very bright, yellow color in contrast to Souji's gray ones. Izanagi also wore black pants, and with black boots with bladed heels. Lastly, the Persona held a large naginata which it held tightly and proudly on his side.

As Izanagi straightened himself, the other Shadow roared in anger as he charged at Souji. Souji saw it coming and dived out of the way, making it hit Izanagi instead. The Persona was sent crashing at the gazebo, making the roof of the gazebo fall on him. Dojima could only look in horror as he saw Souji scream in pain despite not being hit by the Shadow.

Souji clutched his jaw as he felt like he was hit by an oncoming truck. It felt like his jaw was going to fall off due to the hit his Persona took. He also felt his whole body ache as the gazebo fell on top of Izanagi. He felt his muscles protest as he tried to get up. The strain proved too much for his body and he fell back down on his back, spread-eagled and taking deep breaths as he tried to ease the pain his body was experiencing. He saw the Shadow stand over him through the fog. He willed Izanagi to move but thinking about it was causing too much strain on his body.

Dojima tried to get the attention of the Shadow away from his nephew as he shot a round of his gun towards the Shadow's mask. The bullet ricocheted off the mask and dug itself near Souji's outstretched arm.

Dojima got what he wanted and got the Shadow to turn towards him. It started to jog towards him and suddenly broke out into a run as it raised its fist at Dojima. He could only close his eyes as he waited for the impact to come. The sound of something hitting metal was heard throughout the hill. Dojima opened his eyes to see Izanagi blocking the punch with his naginata.

Izanagi was obviously hurt, having dents in his helmet and tears on his coat. His naginata was also beginning to crack from the strength of the Shadow's punch. It gave away and was split into two. The Shadow went for another punch but Izanagi moved to the side and hacked the offending arm off with the blade of his naginata. Izanagi then kicked the Shadow in the chest, leaving an imprint of his heel. The Shadow reeled and stepped back and shrieked in agony from the wounds it got.

"You…will not…hurt any of them!" Souji shouted and Izanagi charged energy from his right hand.

"This ends… now…"

Izanagi then shot the powerful wave of electricity towards the Shadow. The Shadow began to bloat at the surging electricity coursing through its body until it blew up and disappeared into a black mist, mixing in with the fog.

Izanagi began to fade as Souji fell to his knees, whose eyes began to blur with the pain and exhaustion overwhelming his senses.

As he fell forward, he felt arms catch him, wrapping their arms around his shoulders. He heard his uncle's voice nearby, calling for an ambulance and heavy footfalls running towards them and a somewhat familiar screeching calling out to them.

Thanks for the read! The update would come later next week so please wait for it.:)