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Chapter 42: Wheel of Fortune (con.)

I don't really know what this picture makes me feel but it definitely ain't bad.
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"Don't Jotaro!" Joseph cried. "Don't fight it yet! Not until we know its powers!"

Before Jotaro could react, an unseen bullet-like attack struck him, and dark blood erupted from both of his shoulders and his chest. A trickle of
red seeped between his clenched teeth as he coughed.

"Jotaro!" The four of you cried in unison. Anne huddled behind you and Noriaki, trembling. What the hell was that? I couldn't see what shot him. Was it actually a bullet? No, those holes are too big for a bullet. We have to do something. We can't just sit here.

"Im-Impossible," Jotaro strained. He brought a hand up to his still bleeding shoulder. "I couldn't see it. The hell'd he shoot at me?"

The Wheel of Fortune let out a cackle flooded with absolute lunacy. He swayed side-to-side in front of Jojo, amused by his confusion.

"Don't know what hit ya, eh?" He chortled. "You'll figure it out soon enough." The car lurched forward again, still cackling.

"Stay here," Noriaki called as he rushed forward with Polnareff to get the injured Jotaro out of the way. You attempted to follow, but Joseph held you back.

"Y/n, if we all get injured, you're the only one who can treat our wounds out here." He said.

"Ah," You muttered. "Okay." I can fight too. I just... need to figure out a way to efficiently use White Angel at a distance. I'm not very physically strong, so punching the car is out of the question. What if-

A glint of light caught your eyes, breaking your train of thought, then you saw the three boys, eyes wide in pain as blood spurted from their new-found wounds.

"No!" You yelled. I am not losing another!

"Jotaro! Polnareff! Kakyoin!" Joseph exclaimed.

Anne let out a shrill scream as the approaching red car leaped into the air, over your group. It hit the ground with a booming thud and moved forward again, tail whipping.

Polnareff looked to his shoulder to hastily examine his wounds.

"The hell is this?" He cried. "They're not deep, but they sting like hell!"

"I couldn't see it," Noriaki said, confusion laced in his words. "He's shooting something at us, but our wounds... I don't see anything in our wounds!"

You hurried up to Noriaki, taking his face in your hands and looking over it, then looking down to his shoulders and chest, where blood was seeping through his uniform.

"How bad does it hurt?" You asked him, reaching over to stop the bleeding.

"It hurts a lot less than it looks," he assured you, giving you a small smile. "I'll be okay."

"Okay," You returned the smile, then turned to the Frenchman rising to his feet. "Polnareff, c'mere."

"Oui, ma chérie," He grinned.

"Jotaro!" Joseph called. "Are you alright?"

"Don't worry about me," Jotaro said as the Wheel of Fortune returned to the group, idling only a couple yards away. "First things first..."

The car's back tires began spinning, kicking dirt up into the air.

"I don't know what he's shooting," Jojo continued. "But he's got damn good aim."