What if Dio Brando had a sister? Meet Diana Brando, Dio's half-sister. Born on the same day and bound by blood, will she be Dio's weakness or savior?
I do not own Jojo's Bizarre Adventure or any of its characters. I am the creator of Diana Brando.
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I wake up and sit up straight in a panic. It must be a few minutes after I passed out and I feel weird. My senses have sharpened. There's a pounding at the locked door. I quickly throw on Danny's clothes and vanish into the night, leaving the mask and a note.
Jonathan's POV:
I feel horrible for socking Diana and after that awful scream I want to make sure she's okay. In my haste, I accidentally knocked down a box hidden high above the shelves in the library. Reading the letter my face turns pale and I pocket it. First I must check on my sister.
Jonathan: Diana? Please let me in. I'm sorry for what I did.
After recieving no response I assumed the worst and broke down the door. The window was left open and the mask lay on the ground. Beside it was a note in shaky handwriting that I immediately recognized as Diana's.
To Jojo,
Sorry for leaving. I just need some time alone. I will be back later. Don't tell father or Dio that I left. If you want to find me, look in Ogre Street. It's in London. Don't die out there.
Best Wishes, Diana
I need to believe in her words, so I pick up the mask and put it back in its hiding place, locking the drawer. As I come out of the library I spot Dio carrying the medicine along with a glass of water. Time to confront him on his father's letter.
Danny's POV:
Running through the night, I seem to have gotten stronger as well. I hunger for something but I'm not sure what. I forgot to bring food with me so I resort to my old tendencies: Digging through the trash.
I come across a rat and quickly kill it. As if I were an animal, I wolfed down the meat and blood raw. I surprisingly felt better after that. I continued to hunt and kill rats like a cat and hide in my old house.
I hear a commotion outside and I wipe my face of any blood, climbing up the wall and looking down in the alleyway.
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A mob of thugs looks down on a man. Wait...I recognize that hair and those clothes! I jump down a few stories and crash into the ground.
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