Greetings readers! I'm- GRaYMAsSaCrE! HeHAheHAHAHA! … Sorry for that insane laugh. I'm not insane of course. Ugh, let me just start with the introduction, (what I've been trying to do for the last three lines of text!) This is Victorian Butterflies a Persona 3 fanfiction! It's an idea I've been obsessing over in my dark corner for the paaaaast… three months of my life? I LOVE this game, and what other way to honor it by making a fanfiction? That's RIGHT! This is my first story so criticisms is welcomed, but please, not too harsh. (I'm as mentally un-stable as it is…) Now, sit back and enjoy this new journey! Plus, I'll mostly have my author's notes at the end of chapter's, but this IS the first chapter. Hehe… To the DiSclAiMeR!

I do not own Persona 3, or Persona 3 FES, they are owned by their respectful owners.

Victorian Butterflies

Velvet Room

Unknown Time

The orb image shimmered greatly as Victoria poked it. She was watching a butterfly pass a sub-way train, it seemingly not bothered or noticing the high speed train zooming by. A blue-haired boy glanced at it as he was intent of his music coming from his head-phones.

Victoria looked around the velvet decorated room, and sighed greatly at the boring aspect of the repeating story.

"This is just so… boring." She admitted, rubbing her temples and twirling her bright blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes glanced at a sitting old-man on a comfy velvet-seat.

"Tell me again why this living story must always repeat?" She asked grumpily to the old-man. His blood-shot eyes opened, revealing only small black pupils.

"Victoria, you know as well as I do about the Personian Universe. The important 'royal' stories must always repeat after being completed." He said in an oily voice. Victoria sat on a velvet stool as the elevator-room began to move up.

"Yes, yes, Igor. I know that allllll to well…" Victoria said, adjusting herself on the stool.

"Sad thing is I don't even get to participate in the Personian stories." She said, at the newly named Igor.

"Victoria, you are a spectator, never, ever, an interferer." He said, his wisdom shooting itself at her. The cycle of these stories had happened for eons and Victoria always sat patiently in her chair when they happened, only spectating.

"Mhm, but Igor, what if, just what if, I did interfere? I don't think I can take this any longer…" She said mischievously.

"Victoria, you CAN'T do that." He said sternly, his eyes turning deadly serious. She looked at him and smiled.

"But, what if I DID old friend? Just what if, I did?" She asked, standing up and putting the orb in her blue satchel. Victoria was unique. She had swirly blonde hair, deep sea-blue eyes and soft pale skin. She was currently wearing a light blue butterfly hair accessory, a grey scarf, a small blue leather jacket, a dark violet purple sweater, a dull grey skirt, black boots, and blue socks that just rose from her boots.

"Victoria, if you do, you will have barely any universal aid, and you'll not be able to do any magic-"He began.

"So, you ARE considering it? And plus I have this-"She pulled out a velvet key, a true one for residents of the Velvet Room.

"So, if I do interfere, I know that some of my memories of the world will erase, but I'll have a WHOLE new back-ground. And I'll be able to interfere! I know the rules of a Spectator becoming an Interferer." She said, holding her satchel and smiling.

"Yes, but it's never been attempted before…" Igor muttered.

"Yea yea- I'm going to be the first to attempt it!" Victoria squealed. Her velvet key-necklace rose, levitating, and a velvet door started to materialize.

"But- you do know what will happen to your mind." Igor replied to her exciting idea.

"I know, I'll have new memories of the world, and my memories of ever being here, will just be dreams." She said, her mischievousness lost from her voice. Victoria watched as the door appeared, its velvet frame sinking towards the floor.

She smiled sadly at Igor.

"But old friend, I must do this. I cannot just sit around any longer, and watch lives pass before my eyes. With me, just spectating." She said, looking at the now full glowing door. Victoria smiled profusely again.

"Plus," she began.

"I'll still visit you in my dreams, like Minato. I'll be different, but I'll come back." She said, staring at Igor.

"You know how I don't like to fight set in stone destiny. But I guess, you becoming an interferer is in your destiny." He said, watching her intently.

"Yes, I know it is." Victoria said, sure of herself.

"Also, say goodbye to Elizabeth for me." Victoria said smiling as she put her hand on the handle, her key levitating inside the key-hole.

"Of course." Igor said, smiling at the new change of events. Victoria nodded and opened the velvet door, to an appearing white oblivion.

4/06/09

Victoria sat on the train seats, looking off into the distance, the window reflecting the insides of the colorless train. She took out her velvet phone and flipped through it. She was transferring schools, and her next school was going to be the prestigious 'Gekkoukan High School' and she was very nervous.

Up till this point she had been living with her Grandfather in a small town in Britain called: "Rye" and she was transferring all the way to Japan for 'cultural reasons' her Grandfather said as he explained it to her. Thankfully for her, she was taught several languages from her Grandfather, he was a man of many talents. And also thankfully, one of them was Japanese.

She sat near an odd blue-haired boy who was deep in his music. Looking out the window, she saw a tiny blue, glowing, butterfly. Blinking she saw it must have been a trick of the light. Looking over, she saw him blink rapidly too.

'Huh, maybe I'm not crazy.' She thought as she touched the cold glass window. Blinking she went back to her phone, trying to decide which wall-paper to use. She heard an announcement of the speakers and sighed, the train was of course late.

"Just my luck…" Victoria muttered. She looked at the boy, and he was sighing too. She could definitely relate.

The clock edged its way to midnight as she stepped off the train, and into the station. As she looked at her phone, it quickly switched to midnight 12:00 and switched off.

She shivered; this hour was a recurring nightmare for her. She figured out at the early age of six. She was scared of the menacing rain outside so in the middle of the night she ran into her Grandfather's room, to see a coffin instead of the kind old man.

She had screamed and ran back into her room, scarred out of her mind. She thought it was a nightmare, caused by her parent's deaths, in a car accident, but she soon figured out how real it was, and she had to live with it.

It turned out everyone would turn into coffins at that hour, and the night would turn an eerie green. Getting her blue bag, she started to walk down the halls of the train station.

Click…click…click. Victoria stopped dead and turned around to see a familiar blue-haired boy.

"You're…not a coffin?" She asked. His silver eyes looked at her, and he looked around recognizing the coffins. Looking at her un-fazed he shook his head. Victoria blinked, and turned around to head towards her dorm.

'I guess, some other people don't turn into coffins too.'

She walked down the eerie green streets towards her dorm, the blue-haired boy keeping pace. She wondered if he was in her dorm.

'Hm, co-ed?' She thought, walking towards a brick building, he still walking towards it. She nodded to herself.

'I guess it is.' She thought, opening the door with the black handle. Going inside she looked around with the boy.

"Well, I guess everyone's asleep." She said, and he nodded. Looking around she-

"I've been waiting a long time for the two of you." Her blue eyes and his silver eyes looked towards the front desk. It revealed a pale boy in black and white striped pajamas, his blue's eyes peculiarly big.

"Now, if the two of you want to proceed, you will both have to sign your name's there. Don't worry; all it says is that you'll accept full responsibility of your actions. You know, the usual stuff." The mysterious young boy said.

A red book opened, revealing two contracts. Her tiredness caught up with her as she looked at the two contracts. Lazily she wrote her name without really, reading the fine-print. The blue-haired boy- or Minato Arisato, she read, did the same. She had put her name; 'Victoria Vlinder' down without much of a thought. It had to be just the usual stuff right? When the contracts we're signed she saw the young boy pick them up.

"No one can escape time. It delivers us all to the same end. You can't plug you're ears and cover your eyes." He stepped back into the dark part of the room.

"And so it begins." He said, fading into the darkness.

"Weird." She muttered, and Minato nodded with her announcement.

"Who's there?!" She heard a girl's voice yell. Looking around, her blonde hair flipping across her face, she saw a brunette girl with a pink sweater on and a weird red band on her arm look at them wildly.

"But it's-how?!" She said, beginning to reach for a gun-shaped object. Victoria's eyes widened and she stepped back along with Minato.

"Takeba, wait!" An older-female voice yelled. The younger girl stopped and put her gun back into its holder. The light's flicked on revealing a girl with reddish-magenta hair. She looked at the two of them and smiled softly.

"I didn't think you'd both arrive so late. I'm Mitsuru Kirijo. I'm one of the students who live in this dorm."

The brunette looked at both of them oddly.

"Who are they?" She asked Mitsuru.

"They're both transfer students. It was a last minute decision to assign them here. They'll eventually be assigned to the regular dorms." Mitsuru replied.

"Is it okay for them to be here?" The brunette asked.

Mitsuru looked at her and replied:

"I guess we'll see."

"This is Yukari Takeba; she'll be a junior this spring, just like you two." Mitsuru introduced the now deemed Yukari.

"Hey." She greeted.

"Nice to meet you," Victoria and Minato both replied. Victoria glanced at him.

'That was the first time I ever heard him speak.' Victoria thought.

"Uh… y-yeah nice to meet you guys too." Yukari replied to us.

Victoria looked at her and sighed. She might as well ask.

"Why… do you have a gun?" Victoria asked. Minato nodded towards this, he also wanting to know the answer.

"Well… its sort 'a like a hobby…" Yukari meekly replied.

"You know how it is these days. It's for self-defense. It's not a real gun through." Mitsuru replied to Victoria. Victoria nodded slowly, still edgy at that response.

"It's getting late; Yukari will lead you to your rooms. Your stuff will already be there." Mitsuru said, addressing their new rooms. Yukari nodded and looked at the two individuals.

"Okay, I'll show you the way, follow me." Yukari replied.

Victoria and Minato nodded as they rounded the corner towards the steps. Minato was brought to his room first, it being on the second floor, Yukari talked to him privately for a bit before he went into his room. Victoria followed her up to her room and they ended up at the end of the hall.

"This is it, pretty easy to remember huh? Since it's right at the end of the hall. Oh, and don't lose your key, then you'll never hear the end of it. So… any questions?" She asked.

"Oh, yeah, does that kid live here too?" Victoria asked, curious about him.

"What kid? He asked about that too… I don't know about any kid or contract, k?" Yukari said, exasperated. Victoria nodded and frowned softly.

'Maybe we dreamed it? But, both of us? Hmm…' Victoria thought.

"Oh, um, can I ask you something? On your way from the station, was everything… okay?" Yukari asked. Victoria looked at her and squinted.

"It was… fine." Victoria replied.

"I see… never mind then." Yukari replied.

"What exactly do you mean?" Victoria asked.

"You know what I- never mind, it seems like you're alright." Yukari said.

"Well I better get going." Yukari started to walk down the empty halls and looked back after a couple steps.

"Oh, um, I know you have other questions, but let's leave that for later okay? Good night." Yukari said, leaving her. Victoria opened the dark brown door to enter her room. Opening boxes, Victoria quickly set up her room.

She had velvet sheets, and a purple pillow, a dark shelf on the wall had her nick-knacks, she had a calendar on the wall, her TV sat on a dark table, and she also had a velvet-butterfly-blue carpet. Her desk was a deep brown, and it had her velvet back-pack on it. She got dressed in a grey big T-shirt and blue-dotted white silky pajama pants. Her hair flowed down and she had blue-tinted bunny-slippers on. She held her silver key-necklace, it a present from her Grandfather for her new 'cultural' journey.

Turning off the light, Victoria jumped on her bed and sunk into her dreams.

As she dreamt, her dream was blurry, but she heard one clear sentence.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room."

Author's Note: Yay! The chapter's done! Wohoo! MuaHahaHahaHa! I mean ha-ha; this is my author's note. Now, I do NOT know if I'll have pairings, I also, as you can see, want Minato to be very silent like in the game. But who knows, maybe he'll become talkative. You can also see that Pharos was waiting FOR BOTH of them, so, what's with that? Well, you'll figure out, soon enough. I also will love to see what you think of our butterfly-obsessed (secretly Velvet Room resident) main-character Victoria. She doesn't have memories of the Velvet Room, but only blurry dreams of her 'spectating' life there. I'm also contemplating her eye color, but, hehe, golden eyes aren't that cool? Right? Well, whatever, blue eyes rule. Now that's all I got to say for now! HeHEHEheheHEHE!

~GrayMaSsACrE