100 Deeds
Persona 4, inspired by 100 Deeds for Eddie McDowd
Naoto x Kanji
Chapter 1: Playing God
Late. It was very late, and Naoto was only just stepping into her apartment. 11:30pm to be precise. The detective sighed, knowing she'd only get a few hours rest between now and school in the morning.
Nights like these were common when she was working on a case, and often left her feeling tired and moody towards her friends during the day. The blue-haired girl sighed lightly, going towards the kitchen. She silently wished she could have more time to sleep and more time with her friends and loved ones. If only her job didn't wire her up so much and keep her busy for so long.
'Maybe I can help with that….' A deep, yet almost sadistic voice spoke from within the shadows.
Naoto froze, her hands instinctively moving to take out her revolver, keeping it down but keeping her hand on the trigger as she turned to see what looked like a cloaked old man sitting on her sofa. He held a cup of what appeared to be tea.
"Who are you?" Naoto demanded, her gun pointed in the mans general direction. He looked to be around 60, gray hair, beard, moustache… the young detective quickly memorized every detail about this man for later questioning.
The man smirked, looking at her with a bemused expression, 'Is THAT how you treat all guests? Huh?! No wonder you don't have any friends, Miss Naoto Shirogane.' The man's voice suddenly boomed inside the detectives skull, so loudly that she visibly flinched and took a step back.
"How… how do you know my name?" Naoto demanded through clenched teeth. She quickly realized that he hadn't said anything, that she was hearing a voice inside her own head, like she had with her Shadow.
Within her subconscious, Sukuna-Hikona buzzed in sheer terror.
If the great battle against Izanami no Okami from last summer had taught her anything about this world, it was that gods do exist. Was he some sort of higher up too?! No, illogical she mentally scolded herself for even thinking such a thing.
'I know EVERYTHING about you, kid.' He voice boomed in her skull again, making her stagger from the volume. By now the man- or whatever he was- was standing before her.
On reflex, and almost in slow motion, Naoto stepped back, raised her gun, and took a shot at the man, aiming off to his side in warning. However, faster than the human eye could follow, he had raised his hand, holding the bullet between his fingers. Naoto felt the blood drain from her face in horror.
This HAD to be a dream. She was tired, stressed, and overworked. That was the logical explanation. There was no way that this man was in her apartment making her head throb with a mere few words, and absolutely no way that any man could have ever grabbed a bullet unscathed, making her return to her god theory, as illogical as it was.
'NEGLECTFUL! SELF-ABSORBED! ALWAYS IGNORING EVERYONE AND MAKING UP EXCUSES, AND YET HAVING THE NERVE TO THINK OF YOURSELF AS LONELY? WORKING WORKING WORKING, PUTTING EVRYONE ELSE BELOW YOU! THE LIFE OF NAOTO SHIROGANE IS ABOUT TO CHANGE!' the voice was impossibly louder still.
Somewhere outside a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, the massive crack of thunder closely following as the wind picked up and the power cut, plunging them into darkness.
'I'm going to teach you a lesson you wont soon forget….'the voice was much softer now, but once again carried that sadistic tone. 'SHE WHO BRINGS ONLY PAIN AND STRIFE SHALL NOW BE CURSED TO LIVE A DOGS LIFE! ON THE FLOOR WITH FUR AND FLEAS UNTIL SHE DOES 100 GOOD DEEDS!'
A flaming hot pain unlike any other ripped through Naotos skull as she unwillingly released a high pitched scream. After that, what remaining light in the room vanished as the detective fell to the floor, unconscious.
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OMG I'M NOT DEAD. ITS A MIRACLE.
Cough.. anyway... Nao-chan's going to get a very rude awakening in the morning. How will the others react?
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