Chapter I

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Cairo, Egypt. 10:32PM.

Dio wakes up from his slumber in the late hours of Cairo. He somehow survived his fight with Jotaro, even though his body was disintegrated by the sun, but let's ignore that plot hole.

Dio has heard many things from his followers during his absence, such as him being the baby daddy to over a hundred children because he didn't know what protection was. He heard however that one of them is special, and currently resides in Italy. Due to almost dying, he is very weak and at the same power level as any normal vampire, meaning he wants to get stronger with the help of others. Having a son in the Mafia will be very helpful, he thinks.

Using his remaining followers who know of him still living, he manages to make his way to Italy without being exposed to the sun.

Naples, Italy. 4:05AM.

Mista, Narancia, Fugo, Trish and Giorno watch the end credits of the 5th movie they watched that night. All of them are still wide awake because of the amount of sugar they've consumed.

"Fugo, you kinda look like Shrek y'know?" Narancia says to break the silence.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" Fugo shouts angrily.

"Fugo, keep it down, we don't want to wake up Bucciarati and Abbacchio!" Giorno warns. Fugo tries to calm himself down after such an insult was thrown at him.

"Chill dude, I just meant that he's green and you wear green so you look alike." Narancia explains.

"That literally makes no fucking sense."

"Actually I see it too!" Trish says.

Before Fugo can murder everyone in the room, the gang hears footsteps coming from outside the door. Assuming that it's Abbacchio or Bucciarati, everyone starts to panic. Mista pretends to be asleep, Narancia hides behind a potted plant, Fugo runs out the room and the others enter fight or flight mode, waiting for the door to open.

The footsteps approach closer and eventually the door creaks open. Much to everyone's surprise, it's neither Abbacchio or Bucciarati. It's a tall blonde man wearing a skin tight bodysuit and a weird yellow jacket.

"Who paid for the prostitute?" Trish asks as she sighs out of relief that its not Abbacchio or Bucciarati

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"Who paid for the prostitute?" Trish asks as she sighs out of relief that its not Abbacchio or Bucciarati.

Everyone looks over to Mista, who has stopped pretending to be asleep now. "Why is everyone looking at me?!" He asks, offended.

"Mista everyone knows you get no bitches. It's no surprise that you'd have to pay for one." Narancia explains.

"I'm not a prostitute! I am... Giorno Giovanna's father!" Dio exclaims.

Everyone gasps and turns to look at Giorno, who is equally shocked. "Uh... are you actually?" He says, sounding unconvinced.

"Wait, Giorno stand next to him a second." Mista commands. Giorno awkwardly walks over to Dio and stands next to him, then Mista inspects both of their faces before coming to a conclusion. "Giorno, I think he's right, you two look pretty similar."

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