(Jojo / Jjba X Reader) A 7TH Stand User Joins The Party

Chapter 1

You woke to the sound of an argument.

“-e can’t stay here!”

“Polnareff, they were being controlled”

“We still don’t know for sure, it could be a trick!”

God, whatever they were arguing about, you wished they would shut up.. Your head was throbbing… you reached up to touch it, your eyes shooting open when you found a bandage there.

“Hey, they're awake.”

You were suddenly aware of your surroundings. It looked like a hotel room of some kind, you had been laid down on the only bed. There were four men in the room, each of them staring directly at you.

Fuck, how did you even get here?

“Uh…”

“Silver Chariot!”

the noise barely left your lips before one of the men shouted, before you could blink, a stand clad in armor had its blade against your throat.

“Polnareff! You're being too hasty! We haven't even heard what they have to say!” A man clad in a long robe was interjecting, grabbing at the first man's shoulder.

You of course, were more concerned by the blade poking at your neck to even think of what to to. Calling out your stand at this point would probably be a death sentence after all. They all had their eyes on you after all. There were two other men there, near the back of the room. An older looking man with silver hair, and a younger guy with red hair. He had abnormally long bangs on one side of his face… must be a stylistic decision…. They were speaking to each other behind their hands. You couldn't make out anything they were saying over the arguing of the first two men.

“Hey, uh… listen… What do you guys even want?” you asked, not really enjoying the way the blade subtly moved against your skin as you spoke. The sound of your voice seemed to shut everyone up for a moment, their eyes were focused on you again.

Now the two men in the back were stepping forward. “Hey, Polnareff, put your stand away.” said the older man, putting his hands on his hips.

“I think it's obvious they were being controlled by Dio’s Flesh Bud.” the man with red hair continued.

“Well of course that's what they want us to think! What if it's a trick?” the first man, the one who was using his stand, shouted. His eyes were digging into you with such an intensity that you had to avert your own gaze.

“Well… I guess that could be true…” the older man spoke, rubbing his beard thoughtfully.

“However, it’s unlikely.” the robed man interjected. “We dealt with both Kakyoin and Polnareff while they were affected by the flesh buds, and both claimed undying loyalty to Dio. This situation is the same.” He said, gesturing to you.

God, you had no idea what the hell they were talking about… flesh buds? Dio? Dio…. Why did that name sound so familiar?

There was a long silence, and you looked up again to find all their eyes on you again. What the fuck…. Did all these guys know how to do was argue and stare? It was giving you the heebie jeebies…. “Listen, uh…. I don't even know what's going on right now… what the hell are you guys even saying right now… Dio-?”

The words caught in your throat as you were suddenly caught in the memory of yourself kneeling on the ground at someone's feet, whispering their name like a prayer… dio… dio… Dio…. DIO….

A hand clapped on your shoulder, and you gasped, looking up to find the robed man staring intently into your eyes. “Are you okay?”

“I… yeah… my memories… are kinda hazy… but I remember that guy… Dio…” you muttered, rubbing a hand over your face. “I was with him…. But I can't remember why…” you looked up, “You said his name before, who is he?”

The mood in the room had darkened. Everyone seemed a little more serious than before. Whoever this Dio guy was… he must be important…

“Dio…. He’s the one we’re up against.” said the older man, crossing his arms.

Somehow, that name made you feel sick.