Hey y'all, I've been really into Persona 5 lately and was wondering how a Michael Vey Persona 5 AU would work out so this is that story. I hope you enjoy, I think there is going to be some Persona 5 typical violence, the violence may include such things as: Possible strong language, mentions of s*xual harassment, possible mentions of su*c*de attempts, major character death, drugs, police violence, guns, and general weaponry. (Let me know if I've missed any) IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY ANY OF THE ABOVE, THIS ONESHOT WILL NOT BE YOUR CUP OF TEA. Other than those, there is the obligatory warning of spoilers for Persona 5/Persona 5 Royal. Let's hope I can get this sucker done, I might do a continuation with this, I think this chapter will only get up through the first palace. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PERSONA 5 OR PERSONA 5 ROYAL MOST ALL OF THE LINES WILL BE TAKEN DIRECTLY FROM THE GAME. I hope you guys like long ones cause HOO BOY. Enjoy!
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Michael's POV
There I was, sprinting across platforms in the casino, high above the guests. Three men in sunglasses and dark suits had just entered, and were clearly looking for me. Briefcase in hand, I stepped to the edge of the platform, illuminated by the bright lights.
"There he is!"
"Don't hesitate, move in immediately, don't let him get away."
Grinning, I then leaped to the next platform as my teammate's voices crackled to life in my ear.
"Good, now get running!"
"This is our only chance!"
"Stay calm, you can get away now!"
"We'll retrieve the briefcase on our end."
I could vaguely hear an older man's voice say "Suspect not confirmed...hold your posts..."
"What was that?"
"Don't worry about us, just concentrate on getting away!"
Jumping from platform to platform again, I could hear one of my teammates complimenting me on my dramatic entrance while another one said one of the other people in my party wouldn't be able to pull it off as smoothly. One of the boys piped in saying that another had no sense of aesthetics. It was amusing to say the least, hearing them bicker like that.
"THERE HE IS!" a new voice cut in, just as I was about to leap towards the next platform. I'd have to go another way then.
"Just run, get out of there!"
I got to a balcony just as I saw three guards there, ugly, eyeless masks getting closer to me. Grinning, I ripped of one of their masks and it's form rippled before dissolving into into a large monster, Morgoth. Nothing I couldn't handle. Knife in hand and pistol in my jacket, I tore my black and white domino mask away from my face, summoning Arsene and casting a simple Eiagon with a "Go down!" from my end. The Morgoth attacked back and I lost some health but was still in fighting shape. Casting another Eiagon, this time punctuated with "Ravish them!" the Morgoth's health was finally down. Just as I was about to move on, two more guards appeared in front of me, attacking and obscuring my path. Not wanting the trouble of fighting them, I leaped back, onto a higher one with a door behind me.
Turning, I ran through the doors and up the stairs, arriving at a graffitied room full of caged vents.
"You should be able to get out that way, Joker, hurry! Wait a sec, I'm getting a really weird reading, be careful."
Sprinting through corridors, stairs, and doors I nodded, even though I knew she couldn't hear me. Just as I was pushing through another door into a room with a large window at the front, I saw one of the men in suits running past, stopping near the window. I ducked behind the door, still watching the man as he said "Where'd they go, damnit. I can't confirm the intruder's location." and with that, he turned down a second corridor, searching.

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One Shots: Michael Vey
FanficOne shots? More like one shocks. Sorry, that was terrible. ANYWAYS. Fair Warning; This will tend to jump around in the series quite a bit so I will put near the top when a one shot takes place but be sure to have read the entire series. Also, excuse...