Persona OC: Blacklisted.

This is starting up right where the one-shot left off.

Chapter 1: Where do we start?

The bus stopped at an airport. People got on and grabbed me and JT and dragged us off. We didn't fight them off, we knew what we were going to do to them. As they threw us off the bus one yelled. "GET IN A PLANE AND SKIP TOWN," and with the bus driving off we were alone. I looked at JT who just nodded, we both stood up and looked around the place, it was in ruins. No plane for us to use anyway so leaving was out, but we did fine guns, two old guns as if this was an old military base. or placed them for a reason, JT didn't say anything but ran out of the building into another. I kept looking around for anything that we could use to summon our personas but when I opened a door and took a step inside the room. An ear-screeching sound was made, causing me to jump back and run out of the building. JT was already running over, with just a rifle in his hand the same one he found.

"What the hell was that?" He asked

"I don't know, what did you find?"

"Nothing it's cleaned out. Other than the rifles."

"Guessing we should just pick a direction and start walking?"

"Yeah, we should." JT nodded looked behind him and started walking. I followed behind him, I moved the bolt back and one bullet popped out, I grabbed it and put it back into the rifle. 'At least we have some ammo' I said to myself and we came and jumped a chained fence into the wild of the countryside. After a while we sat down, our feet were killing us from all the walking, our shoulders in pain, yet we made it a good ways away from our drop-off point. We stayed quiet and rubbed our aching feet. I kept looking around for any movement that wasn't us. Yet there was nothing, I looked at JT who was also looking around. We were in the open with no cover nearby. I was scared about a sniper, I was guessing IT was also. I got to my feet again as I saw a glint and dropped. Dirt was thrown up way behind me.

"Well, I guess they do want us dead," JT said and ran the way we were going, I quickly followed moving randomly. The sniper was missing but getting closer to hitting. Yet we were close to a forest. The sniper was firing faster trying to stop us in vain, We reached it. We had covered a lot of cover yet we didn't stop running. We couldn't stop running. Yeah, our feet were in pain but we didn't want to be shot. Getting shot is worse than hurting or even blistered feet. As we went deeper into the wild woods the fire stopped, we kept running yet JT took a wrong step and fell I followed right after.

I wish that I could truly put down what they wanted yet I can't, I don't think they wanted that. I wish I had the journals they kept, so I could put what they had or even put their entries when needed Yet I can't. Even if I had them before I got this out. It wouldn't matter, I'll be gone, maybe even dead. Back when I met them, they just came into town on their own; limping, bleeding, starved, and crying. The clothes on the bodies were ripped in some places and worn, It was a surprise they were even still alive. I was surprised really, I ran over and helped them into my car and headed home. I was going to get something but these two needed help and I could help. After an hour of patching them up and cooking they were somewhat normal. They still were in bloody and filthy clothes. During that Hour I tried in vain to get any information out of them, Names, clothing sizes, hell even a chuckle. Nothing they were stone-cold and quiet, I slid over biscuits. Quick rise biscuits and they went for them and stuffed themself. I just watched as they were kids and I was their mother, as they emptied the plate the male spoke to me. "Thanks, you miss."

"Anytime, I still don't have your name," I responded.

"It doesn't matter,'' the female said. When they said that I looked calm that's what JT told me, but inside, I was fuming, I just helped them, treated them, and now fed them! and I'm not getting their names. Right then I wanted to throw them out, yet I didn't, and looking back now I see why. I was a stranger who just helped them. They didn't know who I was If I had contact with their enemies so kept me in the dark. Not telling me the names was smart if I was with the Enemy.

"Fine, Can I at least offer you a place where you can rest for the night, some clean clothes, and a shower," I said, sighing and standing. They went quiet, thinking. I let them think, I took the plate and when to add more biscuits to it when there was a knock on the door. I ignored it. Most of the time when I answered the door it was the family Who came by uninvited or someone trying to sell me something. So ignoring it was normal for me. But when the knocking was louder and harder I put the plate back on the table and stormed to the door ripping it open.

"I-

"Miss, have you seen two people in this photo?" The person showed me an image while cutting me off….of the two people at my table. I looked at it, snatched it and slammed the door in their face.

"Leave, knock again I'll call the Cops, I don't care who you're looking for, I don't wanna buy shit," I yelled to the door and headed towards the kitchen again. I tossed the photo away and closed all the ground-level blinds to my windows. I looked at the two again, who looked at me with fear.

"Well, are you going to take my offer?"

"Yes. Also, my name is Jay," The female said

"JT," The male said.

While looking over this document someone walked over and asked "Where are the persona's are you dumb this isn't anything about the Shadow Operatives. Stop wasting your time" I ignored the guy. I think he may be slow but this has both of the names that we needed; Jay and JT, So this is a lead and I'm going to keep following it until it runs dry.