OK, back because of one review saying, continue, and like, 3 followers, last I checked.

This is Yosuke's fight. Not very long, but I'm not good at fights, and plus, it's just a fight. Why would it be long?

Anyway, was sitting there typing this up to the tune of randow Rhythm Thief AMVs. And that sort of thing. It's amazing how well some of them fit.

Anyway, I wrote this in one day, but it doesn't look all that bad considering.

Chapter 2

Yosuke analyzed his opponent. It had the same weapons as he had, but seemed to have some pretty flimsy armor, only a simple cloak, though he was unsure of what the creature had hidden behind it. Yosuke himself had a pretty thick metal plate under his shirt, as well as light chainmail armor over his shirt.

Yosuke circled his opponent, who watched him with interest. Finally, it got bored of just watching the boy circle it and slashed at him. Being one of the quickest on the team, Yosuke dodged with grace. He smirked at the Shadow and started to parry any of the blows thrown at him.

Finally seeing an opening, he slashed at the seemingly unprotected head, hoping to end the fight quickly. The attack bounced off the cloak though, throwing his arm back, as though the cloak was a spring that you would find in some Sonic the Hedgehog game.

Yosuke was momentarily stunned, and the Reaper attacked, landing a hit and throwing him against the wall, knocking the wind out of him. His eyes darted quickly to where the blade had made contact. It hadn't broken through the chainmail somehow, but it had dented the metal plate underneath, which was now pushing painfully into his side.

Another swipe came at him. Yosuke barely dodged, getting up for a second, before darting forward. The Reaper raised its weapon above its head, intending a downward slash. It brought the weapon down, but Yosuke took the moment to somersault under the creature. It looked around in confusion for a second, trying to find the slippery little boy. Yosuke struck at its back, but the attack bounced off just like when he attacked the head.

The Reaper felt the momentary pressure of Yosuke's weapon, turning around and slashing. Yosuke didn't have time to move, and was smacked again.

Yu and Rise watched the match with worry.

"How long do you think it will take before he realizes how to beat it?" Rise asked.

"H-he can be pretty thick sometimes. He's used to taking my orders and doing them without question. He isn't the type to think while fighting. If he figures it out, it won't be of his own accord." Yu said sadly. "Since he has to figure it out on his own, I fear for his life."

The two turned their attention back to the fight, where Yosuke was getting back up.

Yosuke struggled to stand. He had two dents in his armor that pushed into his sides painfully, restricting his movement. The second attack had smashed most of the left side of the chainmail, and pieces were littered along the ground. 'OK Hanamura, think.' He looked down at his weapons. 'God, Yu's neglected my weapons. These things are about to start rusting!'

He shook his head, and tried to get his mind back into the game as the Reaper approached him. He looked at his opponent again. The cloak was a sort of weapon repellent, so any hope of attacking that was useless. The only hope was to strike with the cloak was blown upwards.

Yosuke smirked, and then summoned his Persona for a wind spell… Or he would have, if he still had it. His face turned to one of momentary shock. He had forgotten that Jiraiya had been stolen from him. He gulped, and dodged the Reaper's latest assault.

He ran to the other side of the arena in a panic. He was getting nowhere. His weapons were useless, and he now lacked a Persona. He was out of breathe and not in the best shape. Then he got a brilliant idea. He just had to get under the Reaper for just a second…

The Reaper was in the middle of the battlefield, the perfect spot. Yosuke smirked as he started running at top speed, right at his enemy.

Elsewhere, Yu and Rise yelled at him at the top of their lungs that that was one of the stupidest moves he could make at the moment.

Only a foot or so away from the Reaper's face, Yosuke dropped to the ground, letting inertia take effect and keep him moving along the ground as he looked up at the blackness under the cloak. Though he was surprised at the lack of anything under the creature, he had only a second for his plan to work, so he threw his knives up to the black hole.

Yosuke somersaulted gracefully to his feet, not stopping running, as the Reaper couldn't match his speed. He looked at the Shadow, finding that sacrificing his weapons had done nothing, as the creature just watched him, confused at his tactics. Yosuke slowed to a stop, panting heavily. His only hopes at defense besides his dented armor were gone now, swallowed up by the blackness.

Yosuke backed away from his approaching enemy, right into the corner. Nowhere to run, and too out of breathe to do anything of the sort anyway, he was hopeless. He stared at the Reaper, and it dawned on him that it was hopeless. He was going up against Death itself.

It raised its weapon above its head.

"Sorry, partner." Yosuke whispered.

The Reaper stared at him for a second, seeming to take glee in his despair. It brought the weapon down. In a last ditch effort to survive, Yosuke grabbed the blade, stopping it a couple inches from his head. Blood ran down from the cuts that were created on his palms.

The Reaper growled, and brought his other weapon down. Yosuke barely stopped it. Using the last of his failing strength, he forced the knives up away from his head. Through some inexplicable luck, the weapons flew from the Reaper's grip, flying above the two.

Yosuke looked at the Reaper, who seemed to return the gaze. Then it floated up, trying to catch its weaponry. Yosuke got the same idea, and jumped as high as possible, planting a foot on his enemy's face, pushing off it. He managed to grab the knives at the same time, as they transformed into a more suitable form for the young teen. He quickly flipped them into a reverse grip and plunged them down into the Reaper's unprotected face as gravity took its hold and dragged him down to the ground.

The Reaper disappeared, the cloak it had worn the only thing left behind.

If the Reaper's mind had a physical body, it would have been clapping for sure. "Well done, Yosuke Hanamura. That was certainly more interesting than your partner's performance. I grant you the Godly Cloak, and your new, perfect for you, weapons, the Malakh."

Yosuke looked at the weapons in awe. Then, a flash of light blinded him, and the next thing he knew, he was sitting in a more closed in area, Rise and Yu quickly moving over to him. Rise roughly grabbed one of his hands and yanked it over to her, pouring some water on it, which stung like hell. She then wrapped the up the cut with some old bandages that had been hanging out in her pockets for a couple weeks or something. She repeated the process with the other hand.

"You gave me a scare there, Yosuke." Yu told him.

"When do I not?" Yosuke asked jokingly. Yu nodded in agreement, which Yosuke immediately yelled at him that he was joking.

"Sorry to break up your fun, but we have to move on now." The Reaper informed them. "Chie is up now."

Chie heard the Reaper call out to her, that it was her time to shine. She jumped up, cracked her knuckles as she stood, starting to stretch. "Let's get moving then!" She yelled, clearly ready to get moving.

The third Reaper piece floated down from the ceiling, landing with a light 'thunk.' Chie, and everyone else watching, stared at it in shock. It had disturbing lady legs so it could have the weapons that Chie would later gain, but it was so strange that it was hard to take seriously. Oh, and it was scarring. Very scarring, as in, you can't un-see it.

"Um…" Chie muttered as she stared. "Let's go…?"

I'm sorry. That was way too perfect for Chie's Reaper. Am I right? I can almost imagine it in hot pink high heels that travel up to the knee. Showing off its stuff while Chie watches it with a disturbed face.