The Lost Zeppeli (Jotaro Kujo x OC)

Chapter 2

(By The Way! Not me listening to Arabian nights by Will Smith when I made this chapter)
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She was confused with his question.

"Um what do you mean exactly, Joseph? I don't understand..."

He was silent for some time and finally speaks.

"I might need you to have your excavation cut early this year. I need you to charter a plane to Japan right away."

She was in shock. She spent 2 months in Cairo just to be able to have an excavation site to herself and under her control.

"What?! But Mr. Joestar! This site would have lasted 6 months! What is going on?"

"Just trust me, Via. I need you to charter the plane TOMORROW. It's urgent. I know you're upset but it's best that I keep you safe under my supervision right now. Once this is over, I promise that you won't forget it and I'll let you go back to your site."

She sighs in disbelief. She was close to discovering something for sure this time.

"Just tell me what's going on and don't think I won't kick your ass in another hamon battle, old man."

"It's best if you came here in person, Octavia. It's important, I promise that it'll be worth your while."

The sun slowly sets in the horizon as everyone starts heading back to the city for their night off. She sighs as she puts on her small backpack and looks down at her necklace. She takes it by the gem and kisses it gently, thinking of her mother. Doing excavation work meant more than finding lost items lost from time, it meant being near her mother's experience as a archeologist.

She heads into the city and comes up an alleyway as she heads up the stairs. She stops as she feels that something isn't right. She looks up to the top of the stairs as she sees a man's figure and nothing sat right in her stomach as the man spoke.

"Well, well, well.... Aren't you a pretty little thing."

The voice of this man was charming, and intoxicating. He sounded like a Brit. His buff appearance along with a scar on his neck and his long golden hair falls to his shoulders and she takes a step back. She's never felt this type of presence before. Something came from behind the figure, it looked like another man, maybe a spirit? It started to come towards her. She stands still as the spirit-like figure touches her hair. She's never felt scared for her life as she runs down another alleyway and keeps running. Until she meets a dead end.

"Shit! No!"

She looks for ways to escape and finally she looks behind her as the man had already caught up to her. She gasps as the man takes her by the throat and slams her to the wall. She's clawing his arms as she looks at his face closely as she sees golden eyes and sharp fangs.

"Ah, young Octavia, isn't it? Such a beautiful name for a delicate rose."

She gasps for air but barely makes out words.

"W-who.... A-are... Yy-you..?"

She can see him smile through the darkness as his face comes closer and kisses her cheek and she gasps more to his touch, he was cold to the touch and she struggles to yell out. His eyes follow down to her necklace. He recognizes it from years ago.

"I am Dio Brando, my love. I've been watching you for awhile now since you've been in Cairo. I wonder what your father will think when he finds out his only daughter is dead or better yet..."

He licks her cheek with his tongue as she shudders in fear.

"....a slave under my control. Mine and mine alone, my dear."