Well, apparently people enjoyed the first chapter, but decided against reviewing it. That makes my heart black as coal. D:

But, it's your choice; I just hope you made the right one. However, I'd like to give a shout out to InfinityAtmo!

Oh, and there's a method behind my madness of Souji rejecting everyone's friendship. Sure, it's very much like Rago Dragovian's Souji from Souji the Infamous, which I recommend, but I'm sure most seniors blow off younger kids for friendship because, let's face it, younger kids are annoying. 'Cept Nanako; unless she's singing that fucking Junes song.

And now... START!


Souji looked down at the card of Yoshitsune with his right eye; his left eye being covered with his open hand from the slice thanks to that blob of goo.

Too many thoughts swirled through his head. 'What is that thing? Why is there a card in my hand? And my eye hurts so, bad!' Each thought had a purpose behind it, to which he could not find the cause of it.

With all these thoughts, Souji grinned at the sight of the card, and said the first word that came to his head. "Per...so....na.."

And then he crushed the card within his hand, causing a swirl of energy that made Souji shout and Yoshitsune materialized in front of him. He had no clue as to what was going on, but right now there was big pile of black shit that nearly took his eye out; there's hell to pay.

Yoshitsune paid no mind to Souji's inner turmoil and instead made a throwing motion towards the goo. As he cocked his hand back, a bolt of lightening gathered up inside it and then he threw it directly at the goo's 'face.' As the lightening struck said goo, it exploded. Not a little bit of suffering before lying down. No, the goo exploded and some of it landed on Souji, breaking him out of his musings.

"Oh.. gross." Of course he was about to get to the task of cleaning off all this black shit, but there was the whole scratched eye thing. "Fuckin'...." he gripped his eye again, forgetting about the goop.

"Master. Are you alright?" Yoshitsune asked.

"They got one on me.."

"Let me see."

Souji pulled out Yoshitsune's card from his mind and crushed it again, causing Yoshitsune to join him.

"Remove your hand." Souji complied, and opened up his eye. There were three slices along his eyelid, and his eye changed from the regular silver outline and black pupil to multi-layered circles of black and white. "Hm... seems like the shadow put some of its genetic material into you."

"Shadow?" Souji questioned curiously.

"Yes. They're manifestations in this world. The thoughts and feelings of humans in your world is what strengthen the power of the shadows. And if the feelings are suppressed hard enough; something like me can appear."

"What are you, anyways?"

"I am a persona. A manifestation of your psyche. A facade, to face the truth; guide you on your path. As I said, I will join you on this path of strife. My life for yours."

Souji then pointed at his shadow-infested eye. "And what is this?"

Yoshitsune pondered for a brief moment before his answer. "The shadow that I defeated landed a blow on your eye, thus, you have some shadow in you. Notice your surroundings. See anything... different?"

Souji opened his eye again and then almost gasped. The fog that was surrounding him was completely clear! No fog whatsoever! "Wh-what is this?"

"You can see what a shadow of this world sees. Obviously shadows are used to the fog of this world, so you can also cut right through the fog of deception. With time, you might develop new uses with that eye."

Now Souji would've left it at that, but he had one more question for his newly formed ally. "And how do you know all of this?"

Yoshitsune grinned, contrary to his tear-streaked make-up. "I've walked this earth for nearly nine hundred years. I think I learned a thing or two in that time."

Souji, thankfully, was able to back-track to where he first landed and found TVs stacked on top of each other. Taking a look with his shadow eye, he saw the Junes Electronics Department; exactly where he had been moments past.

Remembering that he fell into the TV, shouldn't he be able to go outside of the TV?

Dipping his foot into the water, Souji poked one of the screens laying about, and saw a ripple. He pushed on the screen with his palm and it continued on through the screen!

"Interesting..." checking the outside one last time, he dove into one of the TVs and felt a pull on his naval before landing back in the Electronics Department.

Souji checked his phone for the time, and was bewildered at the fact it was already eight thirty at night. How long had he spent in that world...?

No matter, he needed to get home, quick.

As he was about to take his first step out of Junes, he remembered something. 'How the hell am I going to cover up this eye?'

With a little bit of moving some hair, his left eye was sufficiently covered by his silvery locks in such a way that you wouldn't question it.

'NOW let's go home....'


"Welcome back." Nanako greeted to Souji as he entered the Dojima residence, not looking up from the TV.

He was about to trek up the staircase when he heard something from the news. "--the body was found hanging from an antenna, dead. The deceased has been confirmed as Ms. Mayumi Yamano, a 27-year-old reporter for a local television station." Souji's eyebrow rose. "The results from the Inaba Police Department are--"

"T-the Inaba Police Department! That's where dad works!" Nanako exclaimed, before looking down.

Souji was beyond tired at the moment, but decided to stay with Nanako until her bed time. "He'll be fine." Souji told her.

"I know..." was her disheartened reply.

"With the cause of death uncertain; police are unaware if this is an accident, or a homicide. A thick fog has come into the way of their progress, and will continue to canvas Inaba well into tomorrow."

Nanako seemed taken aback by the story. "They found her on the roof? That's scare- oh! It's Junes!" Nanako cried with glee.

The annoying female, announcer's voice came on and Souji felt his ears bleed a little bit. Nanako didn't help.

Helping with dishes and putting Nanako to sleep meant one final challenge to his bedroom: the staircase.

Of hell.

Souji groggily stepped up each stair on the plight to his room. Kicking the door open, Souji simply took off his school uniform and fell on his bed, in all of his boxer-filled glory.

"Must... sleep...." Souji chanted to himself, and within seconds; his request was answered.


Morning rolled through same as the last one for Souji: uniform, shave, comb his hair (in a way so that his shadow eye), BACON via Nanako-chan (whom is taking a liking to Souji), shoes on and out the door for a trek to Yasogami High.

Souji kept to himself on the walk, noticing other students milling about on the way to school as well; that's when he heard a familiar voice. "Yo! Watch ouuuutttt!"

The biking kid from yesterday, Hamburger, or something like that, zipped across Souji's field of vision before colliding with a trash can causing him to fall into it. "Please... help!" came the feeble request from the overturned trash bin.

Souji decided to do his good deed for the day by pulling off the trash and helping the brunette to his feet. "Hey, thanks! Umm..." he got a closer look at Souji and made a sound of remembrance. "Oh yeah! You're the transfer student, Seta Souji-senpai. My name's Hanamura Yosuke." 'Yosuke' stretched his hand out to shake Souji's hand with a smile. Souji raised his eyebrow at him.

"What's this?"

Yosuke seemed puzzled. "A handshake... 'It means nice to meet you.'"

"Oh. Well then..." Souji slapped the backside of Yosuke's hand. "...it's very unpleasant to meet you."

Yosuke retracted his hand. "Ouch! Dude what the hell?! I was just tryin' to be friendly!"

Souji turned away from him and started walking, taking a few steps before stopping and looking over his right shoulder. "There are some people you shouldn't make friends with." And then he continued walking.

"Yeah, well, you don't need to be a bastard about it!" Yosuke drawled.

Souji kept on walking, leaving Yosuke thinking he won the argument; until Souji said something right before leaving Yosuke's earshot.

"Sometimes you need to be a bastard to get the job done."


Souji sat in his seat, staring at the front of the class absentmindedly when a third-year, from whom he didn't recognize, sat in the seat next to him. "Hi, I'm Konishi Saki. I wasn't here yesterday, so I'm guessing you're the transfer student, and my new neighbor?" the girl introduced.

Souji sized her up; mostly average, with an exception to her long brown hair similar to that second-year whom he made cry.

"Seta Souji." he replied curtly and turned his head to the window to his left, staring absentmindedly.

"Ooh, tough guy. Pft, I've seen stronger people than you." Saki drawled, unimpressed.

Souji turned to face her again and rested his head on his hand. "And that means?"

"I can deal with you no problem, as opposed to the others I've seen who are tougher than you."

Souji raised his visible eyebrow. "Whoop-de-fucking-doo." He turned back to facing the window. "I really couldn't give less of a shit about how tough these guys you met are."

"Wait, I'm going off the wrong track, here. Listen, let's just start over; I'll be your neighbor for this year, so let's try and get along. How about we go to Junes after school? My treat; I think I sorta started this little exchange." Saki offered with a slight grin.

Souji considered his options. The upside: Junes has the TV in which he fell into; a full exploration seemed almost completely necessary. The downside: Saki is a girl, and when a girl is with a guy, it usually means they're on a date; plus, it's not like Souji could saunter off all of a sudden a disappear for four hours straight.

"Oh, but I have to work at Junes today, so we can't hang out for too long." Saki added.

That changes a lot.

Souji mustered up a weak grin. "Sounds like a plan."

At that point Ms. Sofue entered the classroom and wasted no time on beginning her lecture on ancient Mesopotamia; especially they're writing style: cuneiform.

Souji sighed. 'Here we go again...'

"My lord, are you alright?"

As soon as Souji's eyes lidded when he heard Yoshitsune's voice he bolted up out of his chair.

"Ah, yes, Mr. Seta. What is the multiple stepped temple to the Gods in Mesopotamia?" Ms. Sofue asked.

Souji barely registered the fact that he inadvertently set himself up to answer a question. "Oh. Um, ziggurats?" Souji answered, almost feebly.

Ms. Sofue seemed pleased with the answer. "Very good, Mr. Seta. You may sit."

Souji complied and thought again. 'Was that Yoshitsune back there?'

"Indeed, it was I." came Yoshitsune's voice.

'Yo-Yoshitsune! How are you..?'

"Your thoughts are some of your facade, as am I. Thus, I may hear what you think, and respond whenever I deem necessary."

'Huh... well, uh, what was your past life like?'

"I was a general in the Genpei War of Japan during the Kamakura era."

'I see. So you've seen people at its ugliest, huh?'

"Indeed. But, for now, I am yours to command. We must focus on the task at hand. You are going to return to the other world today, correct?"

Souji guessed he might've hit a sore spot with Yoshitsune's past, so he was against pressing it. 'Yes.'

"Excellent. I've been inactive for so long; I must, as they say these days, 'work out the kinks,' yes?"

'Well, keep silent until then; I think Ms. Sofue is about to burn a hole through my head if my eye stays glazed over for much longer.'

"Very well, master."


The final bell rung, and Saki literally pushed Souji out of class and onto the road to Junes. Within minutes, Souji was sitting in the Food Court looking at a large entree of grilled steak. Saki giggled, tiredly. "Meet Inaba's local delicacy: grilled steak!" she proclaimed.

"Went all out?" Souji asked, a little bewildered.

"Yup! It's a way of saying I'm sorry for starting that little ordeal."

"Apology accepted." Souji said a little too eagerly.

Biting into the steak and savoring its taste, Souji paid no mind to entrance of two new presences. Until he heard a voice that was all-too-familiar... "Hey Saki-senpa-- what's he doing here?"

The steak bite literally fell from Souji's mouth. 'No. Fucking. Way.'

Sure enough, Hamburger was there, along with... Satan oka? What happened to Tamago?

"Oh? You know Souji-san?" Saki asked.

"Yeah, I know that asshole!" Yosuke cried, still nursing his hand.

Souji sighed, wiped his mouth with some of his napkin, and stood up. "I know I'm not wanted, now. See you tomorrow, Saki-san."

"Souji-san wait! Hana-chan didn't mean anything like that!" Saki called after him.

Souji sighed and turned around. "Fine." He sat down and folded his arms.

"No way am I hanging out with that bastard!" Yosuke stated loudly.

"Then there's no point in my being here." Souji stood up again.

"Sit down!" Saki ordered. Souji groaned and complied.

"Okay, let's get it clear; I don't want to stay here, and you don't like me. So leave me alone." Souji told Yosuke.

"Sounds fair." Chie said, finally jumping into the conversation.

The rest of the time became animated over small talk, so Souji held back and watched. Many rumors were discussed, but one piqued his interest: the Midnight Channel. Turned off TV, midnight, rainy night. Interesting, indeed.

"Well, my break's almost over. Laters!" Saki said, and tromped into Junes.

Souji stood up, as well. "Well, I gotta go, before Hamburger over here tries to strangle me with his headphones..."

"Hey!"

Souji snuck off into Junes without another word; heading for a direct path to the Electronics Department. Unlike yesterday, there were many people around the TVs, so Souji found it quite... difficult to enter the TV.

Then he noticed them again: Hamburger and Satan oka. He strained to listen to them.

"Oh, c'mon Yosuke! He's not such a bad guy! He just needs some warming up to."

"No way. Once bastard; always a bastard."

"Oh, shut up will you?"

"Yeah well--!" the music changed around the store, and Yosuke's mood suddenly changed. "Hey, I love this song!"

"What? Hey! Wai-wait!" Chie cried before getting swung about by Yosuke.

"C'mon Chie! Dance with me!" wild swing after wild swing, Yosuke and Chie came closer and closer to the TV in which Souji used to get in last time, and Souji's caution heightened.

"No wait, don't!" Souji called out before Yosuke's back made contact with the screen, and Souji winced at the thought of the impact.

However, what he saw next mesmerized him.

Yosuke fell into the TV same as Souji did, and he pulled Chie in with him.

Souji blinked. Then blinked again.

'Oh... shit.'

Souji was about to sprint and dive into the TV before stopping right before touching the screen.

'Wait. If they see me right after I go through the screen, they'll suspect something. Gotta wait...'

Two minutes later, Souji stepped into the TV after making sure no one was watching him.


As he landed on the other side, this time landing in a kneeling position; Souji pushed his locks to his right eye so that only his shadow eye was visible.

He looked up and saw the backs of the two dawdling second-years walking away.

'Good. They haven't spotted me. Now all I gotta do is wait for them to get in the dead-end; then lead them back to the...' Souji looked around the area he entered. '...studio? Anyways, I need to get going and get them out of here fast. No telling what would happen to those who don't have a Persona in this world.'

Souji broke off into jog, keeping a close eye on those spoked out second-years. They arrived at the bedroom sooner than Souji expected. That's when they started conversing to each other.

Yosuke flipped open his phone. "No service. Just what I expected..."

Chie looked around her. "It's a dead-end! There's no exit!"

"Dude. This scarf hanging by a rope in this position... that's never good." Yosuke commented at the sight of the ominous bedroom.

"WHO CARES?! I wanna leave this place, NOW!" Chie exclaimed. "And I'm not feeling too good..." She added, clutching her chest.

"Yeah, me neither... Let's go back." Yosuke agreed.

Souji hid to the right of the threshold of the door when Yosuke and Chie exited. Thankfully, they're too stupid to look behind themselves in a foreign world that could be dangerous.

Ah well.

Their walk back to the studio was silent, and Souji wondered why they couldn't be like that in real life. However, his musings were interrupted when he saw something weird.

There was this... bear like creature standing in front of Yosuke and Chie.

Odd.

"What is that thing?" came the question via Chie.

"Th-that's what I wanna know! Who are you guys?" was the bear's response.

"Whoa! It talked?!" Yosuke exclaimed.

"Of course I can!" The bear stated, offended.

"What's going on here?!" Chie asked no one in particular.

"Hang on a second, missy! I'M the one asking the questions here! Now, are you the ones who have been throwing people in here? I've sensed a presence here, yesterday, and the day before that! It's got to be you!" the bear accused.

"It's not us! We don't even know what the hell's going on! Who are you?" Chie cried.

The bear thingy scratched one of its ears. "I'm Teddie." it simply said.

"Teddie...? What the hell's a kinda name like that?!" Yosuke shouted.

Teddie sprinted over to the nearest thing he could hid behind, which was Souji, and cried feebly "Do-don't yell at me like that!"

"Where are you going ya little-- Wait wait wait. Souji-senpai?!" Chie yelled.

'Fuck. Fuck. Oh yeah, and guess what? FUCK! Yoshitsune, do you know anything that could get me out of this situation right now?'

"I do know of one technique; however, I've not mastered it. They will forget everything within the timespan of five minutes, but might still remember this world."

'Better than them knowing about us, right?' Souji stregthened his resolve, and Yoshitsune's card appeared in his left hand. He crushed said card and shouted "Debilitate!"

Yoshitsune appeared from behind Souji and rose his hand as if declaring a law. Seconds before anyone could adress what was going on; there was pulse and Yosuke, Teddie, and Chie were on the ground. Lights out.

Souji was on the ground, too, kneeling. "Damn, Yoshitsune... not afraid to make me use a lot of energy, huh?" he chuckled weakly.

Knowing better than to leave two regular humans in this world; Souji hoisted Yosuke and Chie up, then tossed them into the jumble of TVs before going in headfirst, himself.

Landing on the other side, back in Junes; Souji looked at Chie and Yosuke piled on top of each other. "Meh, their parents will find 'em eventually."

He didn't waste another second going home.


For all of those wondering; no it's not going to be Souji x Saki. Fuck that. However; pairings are a little iffy for me.

And yes, I know Debilitate is used to lessen skills, and Yositsune can't learn it, but Souji's by himself; here! He needs all the help he can get from his Personas.

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Jharoz