The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.2

A Little Bit O' Time Travel

You opened your eyes. You weren't in your house, that was certain. You let out a shaky breath as you looked at yourself. The pain you had felt was much too vivid to have been a simple nightmare. You still seemed to be intact, clothes and everything, very convenient. But the sensation of blowing up still seeming to linger across ever cell. Kira had really killed you. Or, at least, you should have been killed.

You shifted to lean on your hand, only to be stabbed with something. Picking it out of your flesh, you realized it was a shard of glass. Indeed, there was more near where you had put your hand. You stood up, realizing you had been laying at the foot of a bed. One that the aged Joseph Joestar was sleeping in.

The faintest of smiles made it across your face. For once the little blood vial had actually been useful. You had almost forgotten that Joseph still held onto it. Every other time they had become more a hindrance than a help. They ended up in the hands of the enemy far too easily, creating problems that could have been avoided otherwise. Which was the very reason you had stopped making them in the first place. But surely, you would have actually died without it. And if Kira happened to get his hands on you again, you wouldn't be so lucky. With that question resolved you then needed to see the state your stand was in.

Your face involuntarily contorted in disgust at the mismatched blob of Wamuu, Kars, and Dio being forced as one being. Wamuu must have decided to take in all your available items before you died, which was probably the smartest option. That way Kira couldn't irreversibly destroy whatever was left behind. You ignored the incoherent gargling it made and hurriedly unzipped the abdomen. You took out the hat and ring, setting it on the ground. The features smoothed over to become the vampire once again.

"I'm hurt, (Y/N). I can't believe you got my hopes up only to stab me in the back." He feigned a wounded expression, one hand over where his heart would be. "But of course, you couldn't resist for long and now you've come crawling back to me."

"Oh, how much I longed for your sweet embrace, Lord Dio. Every waking breath was spent in the hopes that soon I'd be with you." You responded in a completely monotone voice.

Dio leaned in closer to you, his hand moving a free strand of hair, "Yes, you certainly seem happy to see me again." A smirk danced across his lips, "But of course I understand full well why I'm here. You need my Time Stop. So I'd like to make a deal. I'll use my ability when you need me to, but you can't ignore me anymore." He gave a barely noticeable pout. He really did hate to be ignored.

You pushed on his chest to keep him an arm's length away from you, "But you have to keep up your end of the deal, because I really don't think that I'm the problem here. If you don't..." You had to think for a moment to decide on something he'd hate, "I'll move in with with Jotaro or something just to annoy you."

Joseph sat up in his bed, looking around his hotel room to see you and Dio sitting on the floor. He tiredly rubbed his eyes, "What...? Am I still dreaming?" He pinched his forearm, "I guess not. But what are you doing on the floor?" He switched into the bedside lamp and let his eyes adjust. "Oh." He was able to make out the broken glass on the carpet, "Was it knocked over or something in my sleep?"

You stood up, dusting yourself off, "Perhaps. But I don't think it broke and brought me here. It seemed to work almost like an extra life. I was blown up by Kira. But don't worry too much, Joseph. This whole fiasco will be taken care of today." You glanced over to the digital clock on the bedside table, "Okay, it's already seven forty. I don't know what time they decided to meet up, but hopefully we're not too late."

"Lately Jotaro spends his mornings at the beach, so he's probably not at his room if you were planning to bring him with you." Informed Joseph as you slipped out the door.