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Fog, a thick fog covers the silent station of the small rural town of Inaba, Japan. A fog, not as thick nor as ominous as the one the inhabitants of the area witnessed just half a year ago, with hearts filled of an unexplainable dread, but still a thick layer of white covering the area in silence and uncertainty. Until some noise is heard, a train marching into the station , the beam of its main head light cutting through the wall of white like a blade, slowly crawling to a stop at the lonely terminal, doors opening to let off the single traveller that had Inaba as its destination.

To an outside eye, said traveller would have been quite the unusual sight for the sleepy japanese campaign of the area. It was a woman, a westerner to be more precise, garbed in a fashionable black business suit and high heel. She had hair of a vibrant red that contrasted her slightly tan complexion, a round but not chubby face with a cute button nose and high cheekbones that enhanced her big stormy green eyes, her body was lean but athlethic and seemingly quite young, not betraying the fact that she was in her late twenties. She walked with poise, like she was used to being the center of attention even with nobody around. With her shoulders hunched, due to weariness from the journey, she headed for the entrance carrying her small red trolley. Said bag had a little keychain attached to one of the zippers, a keychain of Spider-Man, the famous super-hero of new york.
The woman's name was Mary Jane Watson and currently, beyond feeling quite tired, she was a little peeved. "Ughhh" she said with a groan ,that took forever she started thinking to herself when i told Tony , i would take the scenic route from tokyo instead of a private car , i did not expect the journey to this town taking this long , i mean it's almost night time getting out of the station, in fact, the redhead saw (barely through the fog ) the setting sun nearing the edge of the horizon, the muffled orange light enhancing the dark clouds above.

She looked around for some passersby to ask for direction to the inn she had a reservation for, finding only a young girl with blue hair resting against a delivery scooter, in a white cooking uniform with a red apron, on the sidewalk , with an expressionless , calm look on her face. Mary Jane approached her and asked " Excuse me " in perfect japanese from what the girl could hear, some surprise popping in her eyes, hearin it coming from a gaijin. "Yes?" the girl answered ... in english. The businesswoman smirked a little, she was glad that Tony had called in a favour with Stephen Strange for an amulet that completely translated everything the wearer said or heard in any language spoken on Earth, she had already watched Lost in translation and that movie was no fun, outside of the fact that it had Kirsten Dunst in it ... brrr. She continued " Could you please point me towards the Amagi Inn? I have an appointment there tomorrow ".

The girl pointed to the westward road,then said "Just follow that path, there is a sign later on, you can't miss it, altough the Inn is still a way' s off " looking at the scooter " maybe I could ..." before being interrupted by her phone chiming . The delivery girl lets out a small huff and adds " sorry, miss but my break is officially over ." With a small wave, she puts her helmet back on, jumps on the bike and speeds off quite quickly, heading towards the town. Mary Jane stood there, reminscing a couple of other people's quick exits before sighing and going her way.

Finally noticing the sign, she starts walking down the road, thinking about how she ended up here. Tony had finally managed to snag a meeting with the CEO of the Kirijo Group, basically one of the biggest conglomerates in Japan. Quite the impressive feat considering that:
1: the man had just woken up from his coma (after the whole "lover's spat" with Carol)
2: the woman was, frankly, a ghost. Mary hadn't been in the business for long, but she heard very little about her for such an important person. She only knew her gender and the fact the she was quite young, more so than herself.

The only word that she heard used used to describe the head of the group was shadowy. Tony had asked her to deal with this while he was handling Avengers business off planet with a lot of other heroes from new york. She had accepted quickly, Stark wanted someone he trusted trying to cut a deal for the use of some of the advanced robotics patents that the japanese group had cumulated over the last 20 years, and with Pepper gone after his whole "superiority" complex nonsense, Mary Jane had quickly grown into the role of " the one who keeps the company togheter while Tony flies around in a metal suit" not that she had that much of a choice about it.

Following this line of tought she unfortunately landed back on the topic that had led her to leave New York in the first place, much for the same reasons she did a long time ago, a certain brown haired man had rocked all her certainties once again. Mary Jane then remembered what went down just a couple of days ago, right before she left for Japan:

Back in her apartment in the middle of manhattan, Peter Parker and Mary Jane Watson were spread on the couch, doing something they always found themselves doing no matter break ups and separations, making out passionately. "You are one hell of a scientist, Parker" the redhead said, "How so?" the young CEO of Parker Industries shot back " you just proved time travel is possible " she said while unbuttoning his shirt "one kiss and we're right back where we 're supposed to..." she stops when she sees peter's spider suit under his shirt, she then reels away like she just touched an hot stove with her naked hand. "I'm sorry we can't do this. Not again" she says to which Peter swiftly answers "What? "
he asks puzzled " don't say it's because of - " " Spider-Man" she answers almost without realizing , "but you know that. more than anyone on earth you know "
"that's the point , more than anyone I know all it takes is an alarm, a scream, a late breaking news... I turn around and you are gone. Thats what spider-man is to me, It's waking up in an empty bed or worse. Not sleeping because i don't know if you are alive or dead"
That we learned to deal with after the Kraven mess a nagging voice popped in her head putting her in a bit of a daze... before shaking her head, she had to do this.
She is interrupted by a slightly irritated Peter "So if someone screams out i'm not supposed to..."

MJ hastily rebukes " I'm not asking you to do that. I couldn't. The guilt would kill you"

"but..."

" hey it'd kill me too. You think i'd want that on my head? All those lives you save. The world needs Spider-Man. I get that. But I don't need..."

WHAT? what is it that you don't need ? WHAT!?the nagging voice was back, sounding more furious than nagging though.

The room falls into a deafening silence for a while after that.

"Wait Peter I didn't mean that , I'll always need you and love you, but- " in a somber tone he interrupts her "I get it. there is no going back ... I should go" before she has the time to stop him, he quickly gathers the clothes she recovered from the site of his battle with the Hobgoblin and leaves the apartment trough the main door. MJ, now alone, says to the empty apartment with a downcast look "sorry , Tiger".

After that depressing evening she tried to go to sleep... unsuccesfully.

She tossed and turned in bed thinking of their situation, it's been awhile since they had gotten this close and it had felt wonderful but just like every time prior she had found a way to try and cut bridges with him yet again, and every time her excuses felt less and less believable especially to herself, she felt just like her old party girl persona again, always finding flimsy reasons to push back a guy when things got too serious for her taste. She tought she had grown out of that, also thanks to Peter, but apparently she was wrong. Maybe she had become a lot more concerned with him being Spider-Man since aunt Anna got shot because she was with him, but... it's not like she hadn't willingly put herself in that situation again when she started working for Iron man and Stark Industries, both of which attracted unsavory attention in her direction to put it lightly. Heck, She was right in the midst of danger a few weeks ago when she fought that Regent guy togheter with Peter... and yet they always ended up back to step one.

It was frustrating. She was shaken out of her toughts by her phone ringing, it was Tony( timezones were a mess across a single planet, imagine across a galaxy ) luckily for him, she hadn't caught any sleep and was quick to gather some clothes in her travel trolley, hop on a cab, get in one of the company jets to meet at the conditions of the "shadowy" Ceo in the small out of the way town of Inaba; who knows maybe a couple days out of town would clear her head.

Which brings us back to her on the road in front of a traditional japanese inn, that looked straight out of a Kurosawa flick, late in the evening under a cloudy sky, standing there in a ditz. She sighed once more for good measure and took the small rock path that led to the entrance , the rain slowly starting and increasing in intensity, turning into a consistent pour, that she barely escaped under the cover of the entrance.
Once inside she neared the small reception, headed surpisingly by a teenage girl, probably an high schooler with a pale skin complexion and straight jet black hair, she exuded the shy beauty of a traditional japanese lady in her red kimono even at this age

"May I help you? " she said with a small bow.

Broken out of her reflections Mary Jane responds "uhhm... yes , my name is Mary Jane Watson, I should have a reservation under the name Watson for a room and a stay for a couple of days" the girl quickly checks the computer on the side desk, probably a recent addition from what MJ can see of the pristine wiring, before turning back with a smile" ah yes, Watson-san, Kirijo-san also asked me to inform you that she awaits you, late tomorrow morning in one of the private tea rooms. Now if you would follow me to your room, please".
With a small gesture she heads for the corridor on the left side of the reception, the redhead in tow holding her trolley from the handle to avoid making too much noise.

While on the way to the room area, they pass an open zone that gives into a small courtyard. The rain is quite the storm now, the constant plikking feeling a little relaxing all things considered. While on the move, MJ notices that the girl is also looking outside but she has a weird look on her face, a mixture of fondness and wariness, like the rain is a known omen to her. She reprises composedly staring straight ahead , until they reach their destination.

After showing her the room and the thermal bath hours, the girl bows and takes her leave after asking if she needed anything else. MJ isn't too tired , she did catch some z's on the jet and the

"lag" was taking a bit of a toll on her so she decides to simply take a shower. After the quick rinsing she then puts on the provided guest cloths to relax a little better. She doesn't remember if she had ever put on something like the sky blue kimono she is wearing right now, during her modelling days but it is quite comfy... and that puts it down as a " probably not ". Before bed, she wants to take a look at some of the offerrings she and tony put togheter on the phone to sweeten the deal with Kirijo and spends some time like this until around midnight. Noticing the late hour and hearing the rain still pouring outside, the redhead starts heading to bed with a sigh until a static noise behind her catches her attention while the clock strikes midnight.

The noise is coming from the sizeable tv in the room, turned on flashing with an eerie yellow glow, color caused by the fog shown on screen, a figure in white kneeling in front of the camera in the foreground, with her face held in her hands, crying her heart's out. Mary Jane, thinking of some faulty wiring in the device, also knells in front of the monitor, to turn it off from the power button. But when her finger hovers near the button, she stops, having noticed something weird about the woman on screen, her figure looks familiar: the body type, the red hair and even the outfit . It's the bride's dress she was wearing on the day she almost married ... Peter.

The moment she thinks his name, the woman on screen raises her head and stares directly into the camera, and now Mary Jane notices that she doesn't just look like her, it is her. The nose, the high cheek bones and the shape of her eyes are identical to her own, it's like looking in a mirror, it's uncanny, outside of a single detail, her eyes arent the usual stormy green but an hauntingly intense yellow almsost glowing.

"What the ...?" Mj exclaims before being cut off by the tv.

"You promised him"

the tv-woman says, after a second of silence, she repeats reaching out with her hands towards the camera

"you promised him"

voice distorted and weird, she is almost cupping the camera lens until her hands pop out of the tv. Flickering in and out of existence,she grabs MJ by the wrists with remarkable strenght, hurting her, "...Who ? " she asks in shock, trying to get away.

Still weeping, the TV-MJ then shrieks at the top of her lungs

"YOU PROMISED HIM !",

pulls MJ towards her , phasing her right trough the tv screen. Suddenly Mary Jane Watson is inside the TV , freefalling in an abyss of black , white and wisps of dark red and the only thing she can think of in her panicked state is a name

"Peter"

before everything goes black.

AN:Hello everyone and welcome to the higly functioning rant I call my first long term fan fiction ( and second fanfic in total ). A little bit of back story, ever since I heard of the storyline called One More Day in Spider-Man, separating one of the first superheroes I've ever liked from the woman he loved , I was quite pissed even if I never actually followed the comics. Cut to years later when, thanks to bored internet surfing I end up researching the years of the Spider-marriage and the whole mess of nonsense happening after OMD regarding their relationship, and my flame of anger turns into a white hot spear of hatred.

I'm not gonna flame or attack anyone that prefers the web head with other characters but you can't just destroy years of relationship development and character growth for the sake of "muh Bachelor" and say that everything is fine, while the writer takes advantage of the separation, waddling in it like Waddles from Gravity Falls.

I can't compute something like that, so I decided to do something constructive with that endless anger, and this is what I came up with, a Fic where I try to un-butcher two comic book characters while personas and demons are involved. My Brain is weird.

Some words on the universe:

-On the Marvel side it is similar to current 616 with a few differences; Peter didn't lose Parker Industries, since there was no Hydra uprising and Cap is simply Cap here, no Hydra version of him summoned by a cosmic cube, he tried to stop the second civil war here not picking a side altough unsuccesfully. Parker Industries and webware are still a thing, for reasons that are going to become obvious later on.( Otto hasn't made dealings with Hydra but he is making deals with someone in order to come back to life, I'll leave it at that )

No red Goblin either, Norman is still raving, trying to find a way to get back at Spider-Man and recover his powers without much success.

-On the SMT side ( and yes Persona is still part of the shin megami Tensei multiverse even if they dropped it from the title ) Persona 4 Arena vanilla just happened , only in this case Mitsuru is still in Inaba looking for some extra clues on the mastermind that corrupted the tv world once again and kidnapped Labrys and Rise, the rest of the Shadow Operatives leaving for a while like in the original ending, the scooby gang is the middle of their golden week, so no school and the story starts the night right after saving Labrys from the TV world. The holder of the title of "Yu's Waifu" in this story is Rise both for my personal preference ( sorry I have a type, isn't that right Futaba and Mitsuru?) and story related reasons.

To Conclude, some ground rules:
- Constructive criticism is welcome
- I have an ending well in Mind and I'll do everything in my power to get to it.
-English isn't my first language, I just have a decent knowledge(mixture of british and american) of it so feel free to point out words used the wrong way and typos .
- You are free to be inspired by anything I do and post Omakes and Fan Arts, I'm writing this to have fun and get rid of my own pent up frustrations
- The schedule is gonna be probably monthly, I'll write a lot since I also do it while on the commute so not sure of the final lenght of the whole fic but the Pure SMT is gonna be coming later on
- No Bashing on anything here , It's not helpful and just shows a narrow view of characters and stories and the world in general(isn't that right, Slott ?)

That should be all, goodbye everybody, see you next chapter.

P.S. Spinneret for life