Recently, I've beaten Persona 5 and I absolutely loved it! It had a few problems, but it was an overall great game! The characters, the gameplay, even the story was interesting! I'm now currently on my second playthrough, and then I'm gonna get all the achievements. So, I figured I'd try my hand at making a fan fiction in the Persona 5 department. This will be a different take on the Persona 5 story, so some things will be different. Hope you guys enjoy! And be sure to review!
Persona 5: Long Live the Rebels
Chapter One: An Unexpected Family Reunion
The Phantom Thieves had just exited through one of the Mementos warp portals, having dealt with someone's Shadow, the Thieves were quick to celebrate.
"That's another Shadow biting the dust!" Ryuji boasted, a big grin on his face.
"I have to say, Joker, you have a great sense of justice." Makoto remarked. "Even in times of strife, you still wish to help others."
It was November twenty-six of the year 20xx. After faking Akira's death, the Phantom Thieves have made it their mission to stop Masayoshi Shido from becoming prime minister of Japan. Before doing that, though, Joker decided to do a few requests, courtesy of Yuuki Mishima. Though the Thieves have lost support of some of their fans; that hasn't stopped the young teens from wanting to change society.
"I understand that we need to deal with Shido as soon as possible," Joker declared. "But that doesn't mean that we should ignore those in need."
"You're absolutely right, Joker." Yusuke nodded in agreement. "We must always help those in need."
"We can always count on Joker to want to help the weak!" Ann smiled gleefully.
"I agree." Haru nodded. "We cannot ignore those who call for help."
"Glad to see you guys haven't forgotten what's important." Morgana smiled. "I'm so proud of you guys!"
"And it's good to see that real justice is done!" Futaba beamed.
Their celebratory attitude, however, quickly died down, as soon as they heard a set of rattling chains in the distance.
"Uhhh, guys?" Ryuji gulped. "How long were we down here?"
"Five minutes, last I checked." Yusuke shrugged. "Why?"
The answer appeared from around the nearest corner, in the form of a terrifying creature, a Reaper, to be specific, a terribly powerful shadow that prowls Mementos, hunting for those who linger for two long. The Thieves stared at the Shadow, all frozen with fear, as the Reaper turned its gaze toward them, letting out a feral growl.
"EVERYBOBY RUUUN!" Ryuji screamed.
Everyone turned and ran in the other direction, running as fast as they could, with the Reaper hot on their tail, ready to kill the Phantom Thieves.
"It's gaining on us!" Haru screamed, having a fleeting glance back at the beast and the Thieves hustled and tried to run faster.
"Mona, transform already!" Ann yelled.
"I know, I know!" Morgana huffed, as he ran, but Ann grabbed him by his cartoonish head and threw him into the air and in a puff of smoke, he transformed into his car form.
The Thieves quickly pilled in and sped off, Makoto at the wheel, the Reaper still hot on their tail.
"It's still gaining on us!" Ryuji yelled.
"I'm going as fast as I can!" Morgana yelled.
The team went as fast as they could. As they turned a corner, however, they noticed a stranger a few feet ahead. The stranger was tall, wore Egyptian clothing that resembled an Egyptian king, consisting of a black sleeveless shirt, a golden Egyptian shendyt skirt with an embellished waistband. He also wore a pair of golden wrist gauntlets, a pair of golden sandals, and his body was covered neck to toe with white bandages. He also wore a black and golden Anubis mask.
"Who's that?" Haru asked.
"I don't know, Noir, but he's in the way!" Makoto growled, turning the steering wheel. "I'm swerving around!"
The car swerved around but as it did, Futaba looked out the window, towards the stranger. She couldn't help but feel a sense a familiarity towards him.
"That guy…" She thought, her sight fixed on him. "I feel like I've seen him before…"
"What's that guy doing?!" Ryuji demanded. "The Reaper's gonna tear him to shreds!"
Morgana stopped and the Thieves looked on, seeing the Reaper coming around the corner, its gaze now set on the stranger, letting out a feral growl, and then began charging towards the stranger.
"Dude! Run away!" Ryuji yelled, seeing the stranger not moving a muscle. "You're gonna-"
Before Ryuji finished, the stranger brought a hand up to his mask, and a ray of light shined behind him.
"PERSONA!"
In a flash of light, the Reaper was pushed back, skidding across the tracks. The light cleared, revealing a Persona at the strangers back. She was dressed as an Egyptian queen, with a sheer cape dress, an ornate neckpiece with its matching arm rings and a headdress boasting golden bead strands. She also had two snakes wrapped around her arms.
"Time to show these kids how a professional handles it." The stranger declared, his voice a bit gravely, as he pulled out a golden glaive. "Let's erase this Shadow, Cleopatra!"
Cleopatra laughed and her snakes hissed loudly.
"Yes, let us curse the pathetic creature now!"
The Reaper roared and charged, guns blazing, but the stranger easily sidestepped the Shadow, then stuck it with the butt of his glaive, then hoisted himself over the weapon, delivering a swift kick to the beast's chest, then brought a downward slash onto the Shadow.
The Thieves looked on, completely amazed by the fight, the Reaper unable to get a hit on the stranger, who easily kept landing blow after blow.
"No way." Ryuji spoke, awestruck by the fight. "That guy's got more balls than Fox."
"Indeed." Yusuke nodded, before realizing what was said. "Wait a minute…"
"Shouldn't we help him?" Makoto asked.
"We'd just get in the way." Ann shook her head. "Besides, he seems to have it under control."
The fight went on, the stranger suffering no injuries, and the Reaper was on its last leg.
"Time to finish this." The stranger declared, summoning Cleopatra. "Hit him with a bless attack, then finish it off with a curse skill!"
"Of course, friend. One shot of Kougon with a side of Eigaon, coming right up!"
Cleopatra casted a powerful spell of light upon the Reaper, pushing it back, then she casted a powerful dark spell onto it, forcing onto the ground. With the Shadow down, the stranger simply walked over to it, pistol in hand, and aimed it at the Reapers head. The Reaper gave one last deviant roar, then the stranger simply shot it in the head, killing it and reducing it to nothing but a dark puddle.
The Thieves were absolutely amazed by what had just occurred. The stranger before them had just taken down a Reaper, one of the most terrifying, not to mention the strongest, Shadow in all of Mementos, especially by himself! Ecstatic, the Thieves ran over to the stranger.
"Wow! That was AWESOME, dude!" Ryuji whooped, a huge grin on his face.
"I've never seen someone take on a Reaper before." Morgana remarked. "By themselves, not to mention!"
"Truly a David and Goliath." Yusuke nodded.
"A very brave display, sir." Haru smiled.
"Yeah, that was amazing!" Ann cheered.
"A most impressive victory." Makoto nodded.
"We thank you for your help, sir." Akira thanked. "If you hadn't come along…"
The stranger only stared back at them, before smirking.
"Ease up on your praises, kids." He said. "You should've seen me when I was starting out."
"From the way you talk, you sound like you've been doing this for a long time." Morgana said.
"And what gave that away?" The stranger asked, crossing his arms. "The fact that I didn't soil myself over one lousy Reaper?"
"Sounds like you've fought a Reaper before." Ryuji remarked.
"Please, I've fought tougher Shadows." The stranger shrugged.
"But who are you?" Yusuke asked. "No one else knows about the Metaverse but us and-"
"Masayoshi Shido and his company of rats?" The stranger said, a-matter-of-factly. "Not to mention his attack dog?"
The Thieves looked at him in shock, all surprised by his knowledge.
"How do you know that?" Makoto asked.
"I think the better question is how I know all of you." The stranger declared, as he turned to each of them, as he said their names. "Akira Kurusu. Ryuji Sakamoto. Ann Takamaki. Yusuke Kitagawa. Makoto Niijima. Haru Okumura. Little Morgana." His sights settled upon Futaba, then smiled. "And of course, Futaba Sakura."
"How the fuck do you know our names?!" Ryuji demanded.
"I've heard your names many times at Shujin." The stranger declared, a smirk on his face. "In fact, I think I heard Morgana a few times."
"At Shujin?" Makoto repeated. "Are you a teacher there?"
"Quite right, actually." The stranger nodded. "In fact, Akira and Ann had my class a few times. I think you and Ryuji-san were there once as well, Makoto-chan."
The stranger then removed his mask, revealing his short black hair, his dark eyes and his tanned skin.
Akira, Ryuji, Ann and Makoto gasped at the sight, as they instantly recognized who the stranger was, all four with a different response.
"Teach?!" Ryuji gasped.
"Sensei?!" Makoto gasped as well.
"Mr Nero?!" Ann gasped along.
"Professor?!" Akira stuttered.
"Indeed it is." He nodded, with an unaltered smile on his face. "It is good to see you again, my students."
"But what're you doing here?" Ryuji asked. "How did you-"
"I've been at this much longer than you kids." Nero chuckled. "In fact, where you kids have been playing in the Metaverse for only a few months, I've been at this for three years."
"Three years?" Yusuke repeated.
"That's right." The professor nodded. "Three years ago, I've been researching Cognitive Psience, to understand the phenomenon, then tragedy struck."
"You seem familiar." Futaba spoke up, approaching him, seeing his brown eyes had some faint purple tones in them, like hers. "You're eyes are the same as mine."
"What a funny coincidence." The professor chuckled. "But I believe it's time I stopped beating around the bush."
"What do you mean?" Makoto asked.
"To be honest, I was hoping our similarities would give it away. But I'm not the professor you thought I am." He continued. "You see, my real name is Iko Abraxas. I am…or was a scientist in the field of cognitive psience." He then turned to Futaba. "And I'm your father, Futaba."
The thieves gasped loudly, clearly shocked by this sudden revelation. Even Futaba couldn't find the right words.
"Wait, hold on a sec!" Ryuji finally spoke up, still in a state of disbelief. "You're telling us that you're Futaba's old man?!"
"Yes, and who are you calling old?" Iko frowned. "I'm no older than Sojiro!"
"Wait, you know Sojiro?" Futaba asked.
"That's correct." Iko nodded. "Look, why don't we head back to the real world and speak, where it's safe and free of Shadows. And Reapers."
The teens nodded, and with Iko, they returned to reality, meeting up at the diner to discuss more.
"So, just to be clear," Ryuji brought up once more. "You're Futaba's real dad? Like, biologically, right?"
"That is right, Sakamoto-kun." Iko nodded, before taking a sip of his tea.
"Sojiro never mentioned you before." Akira pointed out. "Then again, I don't think he spoke of you, like ever."
"Sojiro never spoke of me?" Iko said, before chuckling. "Old Sojiro-san and I go back a few years, even became drinking buddies on our off hours."
"You and Boss sound inseparable." Yusuke remarked.
"Indeed we were." Iko nodded. "Sojiro-san has always been like a brother to me." He then turned to Akira. "By the way, how is he?"
"He's been doing well." Akira nodded. "He's been working at the coffee shop."
"Good to hear that he's been doing well." Iko chuckled. "It seems we've both fallen from pretty high places."
"It's not all bad." Ann beamed. "He makes the best coffee at Leblanc!"
"And the best curry!" Futaba added.
"I don't doubt it." Iko nodded. "I've always loved his cooking."
"Perhaps you would like to meet him?" Yusuke suggested. "Perhaps then you can tell us more of your story."
"That would be nice, yes." Iko nodded. "I would certainly love to catch up with him." He looked toward Futaba. "And perhaps I can be the father Wakaba needed me to be. For Futaba's sake."
The teens were in agreement, but Futaba wasn't convinced.
"But first, if you'll excuse me, I need to take a whizz, as they say in America." Iko said, standing from his seat. "I'll be just a moment."
After he went to the restroom, the Phantom Thieves went to talking.
"What do you guys think?" Akira asked his fellow thieves.
"This guy could be a HUGE asset to the team!" Ryuji declared. "His experience could make our jobs as Phantom Thieves so much easier!"
"Not so loud, numbskull!" Ann chided him silently, elbowing him.
"I have to agree with Ryuji, for once." Morgana spoke up, popping his head out of Akira's bag. "With his experience, he could tell us more about the Metaverse!"
"Yeah, I don't buy it."
Everyone looked toward Futaba, her arms crossed on the table and a scowl on her face.
"Whaddya mean, Futaba?" Ryuji asked.
"Yeah, he seems like a good guy." Ann added.
"Give me a break!" Futaba growled. "After all this time and he just expects to be my Dad all of a sudden!"
"Well, think of it-" Yusuke tried to say.
"I mean, this could be a trap!" Futaba kept ranting. "Akechi, Shido, they all want us dead!"
"I know but-" Makoto tried to speak up.
"But what?" Futaba demanded.
"Futaba, do you remember that story you told me?" Akira asked. "About Randy Cauliflower?"
"What?" Ann asked.
"That guy who was leader of a team of super heroes." Akira said. "The guy who dressed in white? Had a talking cane."
"Tommy Oliver." Futaba said, correcting him. "And it was a sword, not a cane."
"Why did the sword talk?" Yusuke asked.
"To be supportive, Inari!" Futaba frowned.
"I remember you telling me about that story." Akira explained. "Of how you had a picture of him, and pretended that Tommy Oliver was your dad. But that he was never around, cause he was too busy fighting evil. It was an interesting story. I liked it."
"I didn't." Futaba huffed. "Everyday, I would look outside and I would see all the other kids hanging out with their dad." Her expression saddened. "And, that's what I wanted."
"My point is, maybe this guy is your Tommy Oliver." Akira said, putting a hand on Futaba's shoulder. "I know it's a longshot, but, in your shoes, I'd want to know about my dad, more than anything."
"And if he turns out evil, we'll just beat him up and give him a Change of Heart." Ann added.
Futaba sighed, then nodded.
"You're right." She declared, smiling. "I want to give this guy the chance he deserves!"
"That's the spirit!" Haru smiled.
After their agreement, Iko returned from the restroom.
"Well then, shall we get going?" He asked. "I'm dying to have some of Sojiro's coffee and delicious curry."
And with that, the Thieves and Iko left the Diner, making their way to Leblanc, hoping that their new friend will give them some answers.
Finally, The first chapter is complete! As you guys can tell, most of this story will be told through Iko's eyes, a character I made to serve as Futaba's biological father. I apologize if this chapter seems a bit rushed, but it's just been a while since I've updated and I really wanted to get this idea out there. Also, if you have Persona ideas, let me know! I already got a few to serve as this new groups Persona's, such as Cleopatra, Al Capone, Billy the Kid, Vlad the Impaler, Ghangis Khan, but I need more ideas. I'll make sure to credit you for the idea! Anyways, enjoy the first chapter! And be sure to review, feedback is appreciated!
