A Devil with an Angel's Heart

Chapter 23

||The brothers

Mondatta looked at his comic. "Ah, looks like new pages are appearing. I wonder what will happen next." The comic state, "The brothers delayed their trip and took a bus four hours later. They managed to avoid getting into an accident. Yippee! What adventures awaited them now? Once in Aswan, they made their discovery: 'Oh there they are. The six bad guys!' the brothers cried out. But the brothers wondered what they could be talking about. The bad guys seemed so worried." Zenyatta, the older brother, looked out the window. "I think that's them." The bus had just passed Polnareff, Jotaro and Joseph Joestar. Mondatta resumed reading the new pages of his comic, "Little did they know they had drunk poisoned tea." The boy laughed. "Brother, check it out. Earth to big bro." The older one took the comic, reading what was written in it. He chuckled, "So, I just have to poison them." Together they got off the bus. "Listen, lil' bro. You and I are practically invincible together. Between your clairvoyant comic Stand and my face Stand's transformation ability no one can get in our way!" Mondatta hopped onto Zenyatta's shoulder. "Those guys are as good as dead! We possess the cards know as Thoth, the God of Writing and Khnum, the God of Creation. And together, we're the bestest brothers ever!"

Shortly after they were in a café, knocking out the waiter. The two checked the comic again. "It's here in this café. Right at that table. That's were those guys will drink their poison tea." said Zenyatta. "Yeah, my Stand Thoth, the God of Writing, has never been wrong about anything when it comes to predictions." Mondatta laughed.

||Jotaro

They were currently walking through Aswan. The old man had sent Kate on an errand, she would be back soon. "Well, are they gonna pull through?" inquired Polnareff. Avdol and Kakyoin were now at the hospital, receiving treatment. "Luckily, Avdol's major arteries weren't damaged so, he'll probably released by tomorrow. But Kakyoin, on the other hand, has serious injuries that need to be treated. There's a chance he could go blind." explained the old man. "That's a raw deal." muttered the French. "I hate to say it, but if his condition doesn't improve soon, we might have to leave him behind." added Jotaro. "Hey, since there's no many cafés nearby, how about we get ourselves a drink?" suggested Polnareff. " "Great idea! We have to wait for Kate, anyway. Which one did you have in mind?" asked the old man. Polnareff took the cigarette he was smoking out of his mouth and flicked it away. The cigarette landed on the ground and pointed towards a café called 'Maxim'. "There you have it. The cigarette has spoken." declared the Frenchman. So, they went inside, chose a table and took their seats. "Hello there. Tell me, sirs, how may I be of service?" the waiter asked. "Well, tea sounds good right about now." spoke the French. "Same." agreed Jotaro. "So, three teas. Be back in a jiffy." repeated the waiter and was about to leave. "Actually, scratch that order if you would." intervened the old man, then turned to Polnareff who was about to protest, "Hear me out. We're in enemy territory. This is Dio's dominion and since we don't know when enemies will attack, we have to be cautious. We can't let our guard down, even for a second. Someone could poison us. From this point on, we're only drinking from bottles and cans." he explained. "Come on, are you serious?" protested the French. "Completely." assured the old man, then turned to the waiter, "Hey, you can forget the tea and bring us colas instead." "Cola?!" exclaimed the waiter. "That's right. Something wrong?" asked Jotaro. The waiter was acting suspicious. "Not at all. Three colas coming up." the waiter raised his hand in an defending and calming motion, "I'll just go and grab them." "Oh, by the way, if you don't mind, we'll open them ourselves. And to make sure we're not falling victim to any funny business, give us the third, fourth and the fifth ones from the right side." added the old man. "I'll take a coke too, please, thank you." Kate's voice appeared out of nowhere. The woman stood at the entrance, one arm on her hip. "Ah, Kate, did you get everything?" the old man greeted her. "Yeah, I got all the supplies you asked for. I bought a little more bandages 'n stuff, just in case." Kate explained, sending the broody teen a look. It had been her fix the deep cut on his shoulder he had sustained from his fight against N'Doul, it had also been her to rid his hair and hat from Iggy's gum. She even mended his jacket, to the best of her abilities. She had complained about it, saying she wasn't good at that kinda stuff and also lacked the patience for it, but she had done it anyway. Upon closer inspection one could see were his jacket had been fixed, but Kate had done a good enough job for it not to be seen immediately. As the woman made her way to their table Iggy jumped up and greeted her. "Oh my, I missed you too, Iggy. Here, have some gum." Kate spoke, petting the dog. "I don't get how they get along so well." grumbled Polnareff. "I'm sorry, Kate. We chose a table for three. I didn't think you'd return so soon." apologised the old man. "That's fine. I already found a very comfortable seat." Kate giggled and finally joined them, ignoring all empty chairs in the café (there currently were almost no customers) and promptly sat down in Jotaro's lap, well, more on one of his legs, so they both were still able to move about. "Oi, woman, where do you think you're sitting." he complained, though he didn't really mind. "In a handsome man's lap. You got a problem with that? I can always change to Pol." Kate retorted. Jotaro didn't say anything. Kate knew he didn't want that, so he just gave her a glare but put his arm around her waist. He let out a huff, to keep up the façade. Kate placed her chin in her hand, supporting herself with her elbow on the table, "So, did anything interesting happen, while I was gone?" Before anyone could answer a male customer sitting at a table in the corner got up, "You in the apron!" he said enraged, "Is this warm cola your idea of a cold drink? You must assume I'm a real half-wit to think I'd pay for this excuse of a beverage!" The customer got up and left after slamming the bottle of cola down on the table. "Wait, what? The cola's really not cold?" inquired the old man. "Sorry about the hassle. The fridge is down, so..." explained the waiter. "Don't you think you're being a little bit paranoid?" wondered Polnareff, "Let's say for the sake of our argument, this guy was our enemy and he was trying his damn best to slip a little poison into our drinks....How would he have known to come to this exact café? I mean this city is not lacking in places to get a drink, and I chose this one on a whim. I'd understand if this were the only café, but there are tons of them." stated the French "My point is we can't be too careful around here." explained the old man. "He's right, you know." added Kate, "Think about this for a second; I highly doubt Dio would send a normal person after us, he needs Stand users if he wants them to stand a chance after us. Now, why would a Stand user be trying to poison us?" Kate asked. Polnareff thought about it for a moment. Kate sighed, "If his Stand is not fit for fighting but more for locating someone or something, for example. Then it would make sense to try and poison us, like a normal person, or work in a team. You never know, Pol." explained Kate. Sometimes she spoke like a wise woman who lived for a thousand years. That probably came from interacting with her demons. They must have taught her a lot. "If you're that worried, let's go somewhere else. Maybe the place across the street." suggested Polnareff. However, when they were about to step outside the café, they saw that the one across the street was on fire. "What do I do?! My café is on fire!" the owner screamed, despair evident in his voice, "Some fool left a burning cigarette on the ground and it ignited the trash!" "Oh boy..." Polnareff let out. "You know what, I think we take those teas, after all" stated the old man. Only moments later they sat around the table, Kate now on her own chair, with their freshly served tea in front of them. "What kinda jerk would toss a lit cigarette near the trash? Really, the nerve of some people." commented Polnareff. The group lifted their tea cups to their lips, slowly tilting them and letting the hot liquid flow into their mouths. "Ahhh! A dog just took my cake!" a woman suddenly screamed. "Who the hell brought a dirty mutt to a freaking café?!" cussed the man who was with her. Jotaro and crew all spit out their teas. There was only one dog in this café..."Iggy!" the all growled. "Who's dog is this?!" the woman screamed, throwing plates and cup at the poor dog. "Would somebody, please get this dog outta here?!" the man asked enraged. "Are you seriously throwing stuff at a dog?!" Kate growled at the woman, "He may have eaten your cake, but that doesn't give you the right to throw things at him. If he gets hurt, you'll be paying for the vet!" she demanded, then ran after Iggy who had made his escape. "Iggy!" she shouted after the dog. "Damnit, Iggy!" cussed the old man as the three men followed the dog and woman. "Get back here, you fleabag!" screamed Polnareff.