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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Having been raised above the buildings, your eyes scanned the streets quickly falling upon a section where blue vapor or clouds had formed, similar to that of a smoke bomb. It was closer towards the water that the blue vapor seemed to have begun spreading out more.
They must've been there.
"Alright Valkyrie, don't fail me now because if we crash into anything it's your fault." Hoping that the stand could control the wings like something similar to autopilot, you were filled with a feeling of relief as they pushed forward making a dive straight for the blue haze. Your eyes could barely make out what was happening but once they settled on a transparent dark haired man did they narrow determinedly.
As the area grew closer and closer you could feel yourself begin to second guess if the plan of 'mending the two' would actually work. Sure mending injuries and such was not a problem, but a soul wasn't something you could touch and who's to say it wouldn't just slip through your fingers like sand in an hourglass.
But, there was of course a part of you that fought that doubt with every fiber of your being, determination was a strong feeling and if it was strong enough anything was possible.
Knowing what you had to do some of the golden sand from behind snaked its way around your arm, building itself along the tips of your fingers and palm forming what appeared to be a transparent glove. Your hand was extended forward and you could see Bruno's soul emerge from Diavolo's body. The man exchanged a few words before turning away from the group in what you could only assume was a solemn manner. Though that was quickly interrupted as a hand- more specifically your hand- had slammed itself into the center of his back.
Your hand gave off a blinding glow before fading away quickly, the dust surrounding your hand followed along with the soul of the man you were aiming for, disappearing into a thin stream hastily making its way back in the direction of the colosseum.
"(Y/N)!?!" Making contact with the concrete your head whipped back briefly making eye contact with a set of turquoise hues, though before anything could be said your eyes landed along the sharpened head of the arrow. The top bit of which sat an arms length away from you and without much thought you kicked it towards the blond, who in response quickly grasped the item before being engulfed by a plume of blue smoke.
"Take it!"
The pink haired man just adjacent to you let out a yell, fist were clenched and slammed onto the ground as sharp pupil-less hues glared daggers at you, "How dare you!? How dare you have the audacity to come back!?" Diavolo's jaw clenched tightly and you could only be glad that the man was still disoriented from having just gotten his body back. "There's no way...There's no way that I, Diavolo, would lose like this!"
