Second chapter let's go baby! Please post reviews I'd really appreciate some comments on my writing. :P

"Joker, why don't we use..." She pointed at the meta nav.
"Because we thought of it too late."
"What do you mean?" She clicked on the nav.
"Location unknown. Unable to begin navigation." The nav showed it on the screen as Futaba's phone was on silent. Both of them were smart enough to do that.
"What?!"
"To my knowledge, very few people notices this alley for some odd reason, like VERY few. Then the people just end up forgetting about it. It's probably not in Tokyo's cognition enough for it to be in Momentos." He explained.
"Really..." She groaned.

During the conversation, they almost forgot how close they were. When their eyes met, they blushed and smiled. But they were also forgetting something way more important-they were being hunted. Once that came to their minds, and when they heard some slight footsteps, their smiles disappeared. She returned to shaking and she can't stop. She can barely keep her cool while in large crowds, talk about hunted down by a person, in real life! She hugged Akira, her key item boyfriend tightly, thinking she could calm down. It did help a little. Akira wrapped his hands around her to help with it. They were both dropping tears, thinking it maybe the last time for them to be with each other.

"J-Joker I-I can't calm down..." She was stuttering.
"Let me help." Akira was still trying to keep his cool, again, hoping to cheer her up, just a little.

He lowered his head. She was perfectly sure what he's going to do. She embraced his lips, with her hands still around him. It felt... unreal. Why was it so different? Perhaps it's the tense situation? Maybe. They never wanted it to end. Well maybe a little since, you know, Shido's assassins are hunting them.

They broke their 'special' kiss. "That was... I-I feel better now." Futaba stopped shaking so much.

[Ryuji]
Hey man I just saw the the vid! It was BAD. ASS. Or rather, I was. Should we just roll into the palace now and steal the treasure?

[Akira]
Thanks a fucking lot Ryuji.

[Ryuji]
What?

[Futaba]
You cut me of my code-checking time! I missed the anti-tracking code and now we are being hunted by Shido's assassins RIGHT NOW!

[Ann]
What?! That's like, super bad!

[Makoto]
Oh my god... Please tell me you guys are ok...

[Akira]
Wouldn't be sending these messages if we didn't.

[Yusuke]
That's... Not funny at all... You might just die...

[Haru]
Oh no! It's Shido... We'll avenge you if the unfortunate happens!

[Akira]
Don't say that you two.

[Ann]
Umm Ryuji?! Can you at least apologize?!

[Ryuji]
I-I'm so sorry. I've gotta help.

[Ann]
How the hell are we going to help them?! It's your damn fault that they're on their own!

[Akira]
Help us call Makoto's sis. She can definitely help.

The sound of more footsteps reminded Akira that he must be more careful.

[Akira]
Can't talk anymore. Please help us.

"At least we've got that." Akira was slightly relaxed.
"We are going to be okay right, J-Joker?" She didn't say 'gonna'... For her that's a first. For her to be chipped away of her cuteness, she must be really paranoid.
"For the last time. Yes." He kissed her forehead. He was paranoid too, but for the sake of his shaking girlfriend, he couldn't afford to be paranoid too. He had to protect her. Even with his life.

"Shh." He covered her lips with his finger. The assassins discovered the obvious backdoor and busted it open. Any noises will give them away. He pulled out a dagger, which he bought from Iwai, and prepared himself. He prepared himself to fight.

Whoosh. A mysterious gust of wind suddenly blew through and knocked one of the boxes piled up in the alley down. It drew the assassins' attention. They knew they will be found. And killed. Akira could not let that happen. At least to his girlfriend.

"Stay here."
"Huh?-"

Haaargh! With his dagger, he sliced one of the seven assassins's arm. The assassin dropped his gun. The other surprised six recovered from shock and started to shoot. With his well trained skills, he dashed and once again, slicing an assassin's arm, disarming the man. The two disarmed men ran away quickly, knowing they would just slow down their allies if they hadn't. Akira was fast, too. He knew he couldn't outrun bullets so he had to outrun the assassins' aim. It almost worked perfectly.

He had disarmed two more men, leaving the assassins in shock. When Akira dashed once again, his target dodged and returned him with a bullet in the leg. He lost his balance, both from the dash and the bullet, and fell to the ground.

"Ahh!" Futaba covered her mouth, trying not to worry her boyfriend by having her noticed too. She almost wanted to run out there and shield his boyfriend from the gunfire. But, that wouldn't help. That would just get them both killed. One after another. She couldn't afford to hurt her boyfriend mentally by having him see her killed, just to be killed physically himself.

By the time Akira had been shot, other two assassins immediately started to shoot, knowing they have once again gained the advantage. Akira, with his uninjured leg, jumped behind the one of the assassins and had him take the hit. It wasn't lethal, which had him ran away too. Akira then ambushed one of the assassins, just barely, with his leg shot. Just one left. But, unfortunately, he wasn't lucky. When he dashed once again, he felt an extreme pain in his chest. He wasn't fast enough. He got shot in his chest. But his determination was greater than the pain. He had to protect his girlfriend, at all costs. He couldn't afford her being found. With his last bit of strength, he slashed the assassin in the chest, perhaps returning the favor. That had sent the last assassin away.

Thump. He fell to the ground. "Futaba..." He called with his remaining breath, reaching his hand to the hidden alley. She ran out and grabbed his hand.

"Joker I'm h-" Before she could finish her sentence, he had fell unconscious.
"J-Joker?! Please! Don't do this! Not to me!"

She opened up the nav and clicked it. They are now in the metaverse, with their powers. Well, her powers. A unconscious man can't use personas.
She took off her goggles, and Prometheus brought her up.
"I-I'll do something about t-this!" She couldn't help but panic.
"Prometheus! Heal him! Please!" Prometheus' magic healed his wounds and removed the bullets.
She checked his heartbeat. It's beating, but it's slow... It feels like it could just stop any second. Her persona's magic can heal wounds, but it won't help with his heartbeat. She had to save him, with her own two hands.

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And that's chapter two! Sorry for being so bad at writing fighting scenes (Well, I'm bad at writing anything.), it was so sloppy! xP Again, I strongly suggest you post reviews on my story, I'd really like your opinion. Look forward to the next chapter!