〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement

Chapter 4: Powerful duo.

Naples, Italy. January 2nd, 1988.

(Y/N) was waiting at the exit, fiddling nervously with a piece of her t-shirt. Sitting in the grass, she was staring at the prison door, praying that it would open as soon as possible. The guard at the entrance kept glaring at her, as if afraid she might want to come in at any moment. But she knew very well that she could do nothing but wait. Wait for Bruno Bucciarati to finish his interview with Polpo. She had seen it by reading his life thanks to Last Judgement the day they met, this boy was going to succeed in officially entering Passione. So why was she worried? Maybe because that boy didn't have a Stand. And that she didn't see how he was going to be able to escape security while keeping the flame of the lighter on.

After long minutes of waiting, pulling on the grass within reach, (Y/N) heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the doors open and the young Bruno come out. She jumped up. Seeing her, the boy gave her a reassuring smile.

"You didn't have to wait for me you know.

- Heh, I wanted to be around if anything ever happened to you."

They had only known each other for a little over a week, and yet, after spending the holidays together, the young girl had a certain protective instinct, as if he were already her comrade. She asked, worried.

"Do you have the lighter?

- Mm-mmh."

He searched for something inside his white suit.

"I have hidden inner pockets in my- oh no..."

The flame of the lighter was out, it couldn't stand being deprived of oxygen. (Y/N)'s eyes widened, and she held her breath as she feared something would go wrong. But nothing happened. She raised an eyebrow.

"Maybe we can try to turn it back on?

- You think? Seems a little too easy, no?

- It's worth trying."

Bruno nodded, his throat tight. He took a deep breath and relighted the lighter with a brisk movement of his fingers. The flame reappeared and (Y/N) huffed, amused.

"Well, well, it was easy actually. Be careful, you might not be able to turn the thing back on forever.

- Of course I-

- You. You turned it on."

A Stand had just appeared from nowhere, and in a split second, it ripped Bruno's soul from his body. (Y/N) let out a cry of surprise and jumped back. Extremely fast, this Stand wore a kind of traditional Venetian black costume. And in its mouth: an arrow. Arrow that pierced the boy's soul in less time than it would take to say phew. In shock, the young girl had no time to react.

"I give you a chance, two paths are available to you!"

Bruno squirmed in pain. That was enough to bring the girl back to the reality of the situation. Her friend was being killed before her eyes.

"Last Judgement! The Reaper!"

The doors opened and death brought her her scythe. But she didn't have time to do anything when a blue-helmeted humanoid came out of the boy's body. The enemy Stand exclaimed.

"A chosen being! Congratulation!"

Bruno's soul found its way back to his body and he fell to the floor, coughing. Scythe in hand, (Y/N) was unable to understand what had just happened. Did this Stand create Stands? When the boy's blue eyes turned to her, he gasped.

"What... what are you holding in your hands?

- Huh?... oh, that? This is my Stand. Can you really see it there?