A very short story alternate story for Persona 4. Wrote for a friend who's a Mitsuo Fan.
Persona 4
The Hero's Return
Deep within Naotostein's dungeon, the team faced off against the gender confused girl's shadow. Unfortunately, no matter what they tried the mad scientist had a counter. Turn after turn, Daisuke charged, Saki flung spells, but nothing stuck. Souji braced himself against his sword as Shadow Naoto prepared to blast them into oblivion. That's when the cry rang out.
"Let's Play, Monzaemon!" Suddenly Shadow Naoto was flanked on both sides. Oddly familiar looking puppets flung themselves at her, tying the shadow down with their strings while the torso of a black clad puppeteer moved them from above. As the puppets restrained her, they pulled taught, giving Souji the first clear look at them. Those dark, fish like eyes, those dumb beauty marks, both puppets faces mimicked Mitsuo perfectly. From the shadows of the dimly lit lab walked a third figure, identical to the puppets, but all the more real.
"It can't be, what's he doing here!" Kou howled, preparing his spear. Mitsuo turned his back on them to face the shadow. He was shirtless and shoeless, only having retrieved his jeans before leaving the hospital it seemed as his head and chest were still bandaged tight. In his hand was a one handed sword made of blocky pixels.
"I realised something when I woke up. The police said they'd let me recover, but I was still a suspect. It hit me then. Despite everything, you guys saved me from myself, and didn't rat me out. You treated me better than I ever treated anyone. That's why nobody cared about me, I wasn't worth it, but even then, you guys..." Mitsuo said quietly as Shadow Naoto beat aside his puppets.
"It's too late to apologise you Murdering Scumbag!" Daisuke answered, getting to his feet.
"I know, but that's why I'm here now. I escaped into the T.V. In the hospital room. I can't go home after what I've done, but I figure if I help you guys out, it'll be my first step to repentance. I may be nothing now, but if I try hard, I might make a good Anti-hero at least." Mituo smiled sourly.
"Thank you." Souji nodded as he readied his blade once more.
"Don't bother, I'm not doing this for you guys, I'm doing this for myself, to make up for being such a nobody and stealing other people's attention." Mitsuo smiled back. "Let's go, Monzaemon, Mamudo!" Souji threw out his hand.
"Izanagi, Ziodyne!" The others began to pitch in as well, raining attacks in all round.
"Tsukiyomi, Garu!" Saki called.
"Benkei, Fatal End!" Daisuke charged.
"Kotaro, Bufula!" Kou ordered. With Mitsuo throwing ailment after ailment into the fray, the team soon overcame another person's darkness.