Contracts

Blood dripping on the dorm's door mat, rain pelting down onto a huddled, dark figure. Long, raggedy, split hair had covered the figure's face; it had not been combed in ages. The figure's panting was nearly drowned out by the rain, bandages and torn pieces of cloth were loosely wrapped around her body. She hunched over, gingerly tending to her wounds. After a few seconds, she stood straight up, her chin still touching her chest, pitifully trying to shield her face from the rain. Her arms no longer bore any strength.

Hmm...? What? You want a summary? Sorry there's nothing to sum up. Either it's because I'm too lazy, too tired, or too busy trying to take a nap. Or all three. Besides there's nothing to know. Tartarus and the Dark Hour, shadows and personas, and me. Why does that matter, anyway? Don't you already know all of this?

Disclaimer: I do not own Persona 3, though if I did, Shinji wouldn't die. I don't own any pictures or videos or songs mentioned in my story. Only my character.

Oh yeah, I forgot something. Yes, there will be spoilers, just like in every anime fan fiction you can read. So I'll say this now. Do not read if you haven't at least finished the game OR watched the entire movie.