Disclaimer:

I have bought and played the game but I am not the creator of Persona 4 (P4). The storyline, ideas, characters, and settings (and the music I listened to while typing this) all belong to Atlus, Shin Megami Tensai, sony's Playstation 2, Sjohi Meguro.

As well as the Persona 4 animation that aided to inspire me to write the fanfiction. All rights go to Atlus, AIC, Aniplex, ASCII Media Works, Hakuhodo DY Media Parnters, Index, MBS, MOVIC, P4A Committee, Yomiko Advertising, Inc. and the anime (for streaming it online).

Director: Seiji Kishi, Series Composition: Yuuko Kakihara, Music: Shoji Meguro, Original Character Design: Shigenori Soejima, Character Design: Kazuaki Morita, Art Director:Ayumi Miyakoshi, Shinji Nagaoka, Chief Animation Director: Kiyotaka Nakahara, Animation Director: Yooichi Ueda, Sound Director: Satoki Iida, Cgi Director: Tetsuya Watanabe, Color design: Saori Goda, Composite Director: Nanae Hirabayashi and Yasuko Takai, Conceptual Design: Kazuma Kaneko (Persona), Creature Design: Kyouma Aki, Editing: Takashi Sakurai, Key Animation: Hironori Tanaka (ep 1), Prop Design: Shinobu Tsuneki

The only thing that are my creation are the following two characters: Jocelyn Sitaca and Kara Sosaya

I am typing this for fun during the nanowrimo event. I am not selling this and I ask that everyone support the Shin megami Tensai series and buy persona 4 as well as the games before it.

Prologue

It was all in a fog so thick that you couldn't see the back of your hand let alone anything in the distance. Still despite this fact a long limousine drove through it slowly. The headlights fading as the engine stopped.

However inside sat two figures. A woman with long curly yellow hair, wearing a blue suit, and a thick book in her hands.

Beside her sat a man with his chin resting on his folded hands and his elbows rested on the small table that stood between him and the blind woman. His long nose easily reaching a foot long easily curved over his hands. His ears were pointed and his hair was a gray white that resided so far left him bald on top. Though despite his odd look, he still sat there in a black suit with a white flower in his font chest pocket. He slowly opened his eyes and they seemed to almost bulge out of skull. Still the man sat there with a knowing grin.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room." His voice was deep but it seemed to have years of wisdom behind the tone.

The man gave a gentle smile, though it did have a little of a creepy feel to it.

"Ah…it seems we have a guest with a most intriguing destiny," He gave a short chuckle, "My name is Igor…I am delighted to meet your acquaintance."

The man turned his head and looked out window of the limousine, which showed only thick fog with a slight blue hue to it.

"My apologizes. You must be confused as to where you are now. This place exists between dream and reality, mind and matter… It is a room that only those who are bound by a 'contract' may enter…"

He gave another chuckle, "There is no need to look so worried, but it may be that such a fate awaits you in the near future."

He waved a hand over the table and a set of cards seemed to have appeared out of thin air. "However let's have a small glance into your future to see what is in store, shall we?" With a snap of his fingers the stack of cards disappeared and was replaced by three rows and three columns of cards. All of them, faced down. "Do you believe in fortune telling? I find it simply fascinating. Each reading is done with the same cards and yet the result is always different." He chortled and shook his head at the thought, "Life itself follows the same principles, doesn't it?"

Igor leaned over and flipped the card in the upper left corner, "Hmm," he rubbed his chin and kept his gaze only on the card, "The Tower in the upright position represents the immediate future. It seems a terrible catastrophe is imminent. The card indicating the future beyond that is…" He leaned over flipped the card in the upper right corner, "The moon, in the upright position. This card represents 'hesitation' and 'mystery'… Yes. Very interesting indeed."

He looked up from the cards with a serious gaze, "It seems you will encounter a misfortune at your destination, and a great mystery will be imposed upon you. In the coming days, you will enter into a contract of some sort, after which you will return here."

Igor didn't say it like a threat, nor did it sound like a bad omen, but he phrased it as thought it were common knowledge. However, it seems he wasn't quite done yet.

"The coming year is the turning point in your destiny… If the mystery goes unsolved your future may be forever lost."

Now that sounded more like a warning.

"My duty is to provide assistance to our guests to ensure that does not happen." He waved a hand over the cards and they all vanished leaving the table bare, "Ah! I have neglected to introduce my assistant to you." He gestured his hand toward the blond woman beside him, "This is Margaret. She is a resident of this place, like myself."

She gave a quick nod of her head, "My name is Margaret," her voice was a bit monotone as if she had rehearsed this statement several times, "I am here to accompany you through your journey."

"We both have much assistance to provide to you on this long journey ahead," Igor continued, "But we shall attend to the details another time. Until then, farewell…"