Rockstar (Polnareff x Reader)

Prolouge

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Despite Y/n having a fleshbud in her head, sometimes she just failed to do a mission. She would fail to bring DIO a new woman to play around with before he slaughtered her. She just couldn't do it anymore, as much as it pained her to disobey the overwhelming voice that was DIO, she still did it. His voice screamed at her head to do as she was told, and it just gave her a head-splitting headache, almost as if the influence threatened its victim with pain to do its bidding. After all this time though, nothing can overpower the pain in her heart, her heartbreak. If it wasn't for the flesh bud keeping her "alive" and "grounded", y/n would have died of heartbreak.

She was summoned before her master, DIO. She knew she would have been punished, and at this point, she just felt nothing but anger, and a tinge of fear, towards that monster. y/n didn't know what he was going to do to her this time. She begged god, if she believed in him, that if he was real, he wouldn't allow DIO to turn her into whatever the hell he was. She knew she would be just as wicked as he was.

She passed by Enyaba and her horrible son. That man would catcall her and just follow her around. He was just... disgusting! Enyaba, of course, encouraged the behavior. She would ask y/n if she would just give her son a chance. Y/n wasn't having it though. She's had trouble with them before, him sneaking into her room at night, her beating the shit out of him with his own fear, and her being punished by DIO. Every day she lived and served DIO was torture. As much as she was afraid, she just wished he would kill her. It would at least free her, then she'd be with her sister again.

"Girl..." Enyaba hissed, "What did you do now?" She was sweating, afraid of the outcome.
"Nothing," Y/n growled, as she pushed past her son's advances.

She knocked softly on the door. A voice beckoned her inside, and she hesitated. Her hand forcibly twisted the door nob, and this wasn't her doing either. She walked forward, entering the dark room. She only stopped when she was standing directly in front of DIO. Then she kneeled at his feet.

"Oh... y/n," DIO spoke, looking down at her. His red eyes glowed in the dark, they were menacing. "You disappoint me..."
"Forgive me, lord DIO." Her eyes hardened, but she started to protest, "Why can't you get Enyaba to-"
"Did I give you permission to speak?" He hissed at her.

"...No, sir." She looked down.
"You can't even fulfill my wishes, darling." He stood up and towered over her. "I should've drained you instead, y/n. Your sister would've followed every order, no matter how cruel." He grabbed her face with one hand and harshly made her look up at him, forcing her to stand with him. His sharp, black nails were jabbing into her cheeks. If he wanted to, any more force on her face, and he could suffocate her.

Her eyes stared up at him in anger and a little bit of fear, and hot tears started to burn her eyes. She hated him. She hates him so goddamn much, but she couldn't do anything. How dare he mention her sister? Her e/c eyes examined his expression, it was sadistic. DIO was enjoying her fear.

He chuckled. "Don't look at me with such eyes..." he licked his lips. "So tempting..." His voice was seductive and could beguile any fool who dared to be in his presence.
She just gulped as fear took over her body. He was disgusting, he had power by making others feel miserable. He was a sadist, and he was cold. That's how he trapped y/n, by power over her.

"I could kill you right now, dear." He turned her head and leaned into her neck. She froze, she was so close to death, and her heart was pounding in her chest. The hair on the back of her neck was standing up straight, and she was holding her breath. "You're afraid." He chuckled, leaning away. "How did I EVER," he growled, "trust you." Then he sighed. "I have no use of you dead." He annoyedly shoved her away towards the door and snapped his fingers. Enyaba entered the room.

   "Yes, my lord." She bowed.
   "Take her to Polnareff." He ordered, looking down at y/n. Her face was drained of all color. "They are to ambush them in Hong Kong."

   "Yes, sir." She grabbed the woman's arm and, before leaving, she bowed again. Closing the door behind her, she glared at y/n. "You stupid girl!" She whispered yelled as she dragged her through the halls. "If you put him in such a mood, he'll kill us all!"
  Y/n just stayed silent. She reached up to the part on her neck where DIO was. He took pity on her, again.

  Despite still being controlled by him, she was determined. She would avenge her sister. She would free herself one way or another, even if that meant disobeying another order.

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Y/n L/n!
Her stand represents the queen of cups, named the Queen's Chalice. It takes the form of a black gooey feminine figure but can grow in size depending on the fear around her, which includes her allies. She can use the fear to strengthen the defense of her stand, which can create a shield or a full body encasing to protect herself or someone else, but it's not as effective if used to protect someone. Or she can use the fear to strengthen her blows, but it's not as effective as her stand attacking.

She wears an oversized leather jacket with a tank top underneath. She has ripped jeans on with big bulky boots. Her hair is of your choice, and her makeup makes her look dead with dark contours, lips, and eye makeup.

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