Demon Slayer: hámon chronicles

Prolouge: Average Honeymoon

:speaking aloud
"Thoughts"
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   (3rd person p.o.v)

   February. 7. 1889.

A tall bulk man looks over a busy bay. The dock bustling with workers transferring precious cargo in and out, passengers boarding and laughing.

He holds his newly named wife, erina, close by his side, enjoying her embrace of his overtly massive arm. (Like what the hell, what kind of juice does he drink?)

It has been months now since the defeat of his late brother Dio Brando. His expression then suddenly shifts into a somber one, which did not go unnoticed by erina.

(Erina's p.o.v)

Erina:"oh you poor thing, you're thinking about him aren't you?"

She though to herself, she never understood the value of Dio to Jonathan. Even though he was a terrible man Jonathan always had to be there for him, to cleanse him and redeem him.

By all means he couldn't just forgive Dio with the snap of a finger, he still understood all the evil things he has done must be atoned. But why try to help him? Because he's his brother? That's one of the mysteries of her husband she will never solve.

Erina: JoJo? Are you feeling well?

(Jonathan's p.o.v)

I look solemnly over the dock, a crowd filling the area, they all laughed and talked to each other. Workers and passengers alike, finally safe from Dio's reign of which they were never even aware of.

Jonathan: "Why do you insist for it to end this way Dio? Why couldn't we just became family again, even if you pretended all those times just to claim my family's fortune."

Jonathan: "no matter how much you pretended, we still went through trials and tribulations as kids, and by that much you cannot fake that."

Deep in his golden heart, Jonathan wished he could've done more to prevent Dio's unruly demise, Maybe a sincere gift would've done it?

Erina: JoJo? Are you feeling well?

You were taken out of my thoughts as erina asked for your well being.

Jonathan: Of course, with you by my, It makes all I went through dissapear

You confessed with a half smile that shone almost as bright as the sun. But in your heart, something... didn't feel right. You brush the thought aside, it's your honeymoon with your fated person, you should try and enjoy it like such.

(3rd person p.o.v)

(KINGU KRIMZON)

Night fell as the passengers were having a party for the in celebration for the journey of the boat. Guest drank and danced, having the time of their lives. Jonathan was content just watching on, basking in the well deserved time of peace, busy convincing erina to take a sip of wine, when suddenly—

Jonathan: —You're?!

Across tables of people, he notices a short little Asian man standing menacingly, staring right at him, Smiling maliciously, before making a break for it down a flight of stairs. This man was one of DIO's henchmen, wung long? or was it wang chan? No matter, It didn't matter to Jonathan at that moment.