〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement

Chapter 5: New Encounters.

Odawara, Japan. November 25th, 1988.

[default: English / italics: Japanese]

The wind was blowing gently, making the tree leaves sing. A delicate moment that (Y/N) would have appreciated if she hadn't only had murder in mind. With the orders that her new master was pushing into her head, it hadn't taken her long to travel to Japan and find the school where her target was studying. She felt nothing but an unparalleled hatred, an inexplicable hatred that gripped her guts. Even Caesar couldn't reason with her. She was clearly not herself anymore.

Dressed in a Japanese uniform that suited her perfectly, she had no trouble entering the school grounds. And she didn't have to look far. She didn't even have to pretend any longer that her target was coming to her. Attracted like two magnets. Carrying another boy like a potato sack over his shoulder, Jotaro Kujo had just slipped out of the building like an outlaw. As soon as he laid eyes on the young girl he stopped short in his flight. He examined her for a long time, in silence, before muttering something that (Y/N) could not hear. Nor understand. She didn't speak a word of Japanese.

"...What do you want?"

She blinked, unable to understand what he had said. Jotaro lowered his hat, clearly annoyed by this exchange which was not one. He got ready to leave, which reminded the young girl of her mission. Without hesitating a second longer, she called her Stand who brought her her scythe.

"Jotaro Kujo, I was sent by Master Dio to kill you.

- Yare yare daze..." he started. "You're all going to get it today."

He took his time to drop to the ground the unconscious body he was carrying on his shoulder. (Y/N) raised an eyebrow, but she didn't have time to think about what could have happened. She was attacked by a purple humanoid. It didn't matter why Dio had chosen her, he clearly hadn't taken into consideration the fact that in Italy she had never really fought against Stand Users. And she clearly lacked speed. It was the shortest fight of her life. And her first knockout.

When she regained consciousness, Jotaro was leaning over her. He was holding her face firmly while his Stand worked to remove the flesh bug from her forehead. She insulted him with every curse, and in every language she knew. Until the parasite was completely removed. She breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge weight was being lifted from her chest. Jotaro stepped back and turned his back on her. It was then that (Y/N) realized that she had absolutely no business here. She was in a typical Japanese house, surrounded by four men she didn't know.

"Uh... I..."

"Oh, do you speak English?" the eldest of them all asked.

"Yes... "

"But you have an accent."

"I am French... and Italian."

"I see. Dio went to look very far to find you."

(Y/N) looked down at her hands, embarrassed. She understood very well what had just happened, and she was more than sorry.

"I swear I don't-

- We know," replied a dark-skinned man, looking serious. "You weren't yourself, don't blame yourself too much."

She nodded slowly, her throat tightening. A short blonde lady had just entered, a first aid kit in hand. She first took care of the other boy who was injured, before approaching (Y/N), who instinctively backed away. But the woman's reassuring smile was enough to make the teenager relax.

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'll be very careful."

(Y/N) couldn't help smiling as this delicate lady reminded her of her mother. As she was having her wounds taken care of, the old man approached. He gave her a reassuring smile.