Fate and Destiny decide the path that rest ahead, but who's to say someone can't save you from either of those?
Who's to say your story ends there?
(Team Bucciarati x Fem!reader)
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"This is crazy. They just disappeared and if they were looking for money wouldn't that mean they've been tailing us?" Saying that and knitting your brows at the prospect of someone following the group, you pieced together that they must've had a very clever plan from the start to have gone unnoticed by seven stand users.
"Seems like that's the case. They probably became impatient because I wouldn't just say where the money is. They intend to get rid of everyone but me then make me cough up the location. The shitty thing here is that they can take their time, since we're on the ocean with nowhere to run."
Pursing your lips and pondering if the last bit was true, your eyes wandered towards the water thinking about how long someone would last throwing themselves overboard or even how far the shore was.
"Are you saying Narancia and the others are dead?" Calling that out Abbacchio peered back at the group leader, his tone of voice was that of concern and his brows were furrowed following the question.
"He never said they were, they're probably being held hostages right now. I mean I can still feel them on the boat if that makes sense." Answering for Bruno and stating that, you could tell that Abbacchio seemed almost relieved with that new information, save for the part where you mentioned they were hostages.
"I agree with (Y/N), they're all still alive. They're just somewhere on this boat." Having just reiterated what you'd said it seemed as though when it came from the blonds mouth it sounded more annoying to the white haired man.
"Giorno Giovanna, I can understand why (Y/N) would know something like that. But how can you be so sure about that?" Looming over the crouched blond, Giorno merely raised a hand pointing towards the deck of the boat towards what seemed to be a fly buzzing around.
"I used my stand to turn Narancia's shoe into a fly. The fly is trying to return to its owner, Narancia. So if Narancia was truly dead, it wouldn't be flying around searching like that." It seemed interesting how his stand was being used and in a way it made you feel like your own method of knowing they were alive was lame. You could only really tell through something similar to life-force, it just went hand in hand with your own ability.
"Can you locate him?"
"Well, he's alive...he's alive. But it's not going down into the cabin or in the locker. The fly's not trying to stop, it keeps flying around that area looking for him." Watching the bug carefully weave through the air you pieced together what the blond was getting at.
An 'oh' left your lips as you vocalized your realization, "So you're saying that he's moving around, meaning that they're all moving around- somewhere over there." Pointing your finger over where the fly was Giorno gave a nod confirming your assumption.
