The Lost Zeppeli (Jotaro Kujo x OC)

Chapter 19

(Warning! This chapter may contain abuse, slight sexual assault)

Screams echoed throughout the halls of Dio's mansion, but not a sound heard to the outside world. With her hair being pulled up to have her face her oppressor, her face covered in tears, a bit of blood and saliva. Octavia was back to her normal clothes, in courtesy of Vanilla ice. Dio grabs her cheeks and pulls her dangerously close to his while Vanilla ice watches from the shadows.

"For the final time, what lies in my future? Am I able to gain heaven or not?! Answer me!"

She spits at his face. Anger crosses his face as he sneers at her while they are face to face. Tears runs down her face.

"I told you already! The only future you will ever get is death, you son of a bitch! That's your future! What more do you want, you monster?!"

He pulls her in as their chests touch. He holds the back of her head to the side and bites down on her neck. she yells out in pain as she struggles to get her stand out. She clenches his shirt as she tries to yank away from him. He takes his fangs away from her neck, licking his lips. The blood of a Zeppeli was sweet tasting to him. He licks the wound as tears flow down her face. He pulls her close, as he whispers in her ear. Her whimpering gave him pleasure.

"You're going to show me what I want to see with that stand, if it's the last thing I do, my love. Vanilla ice, get her positioned."

Vanilla ice makes his way to both Dio and Octavia. He takes her by holding her up from underneath her armpits and chains her to the wall. The chains claps on as she tries to hold herself up but her strength fails on her. Her stand appears after hours of torment of not being able to to bring it out and lifts her to her feet. Dio brings out The World, as it makes its way towards Dark Aztec. His stand takes Dark Aztec by the throat and holds it to the wall, keeping it away from her user. Dio smiles upon looking down at Octavia. Her bite marks, bruises, and blood stained shirt, was all his doing. He loved seeing her marked up by him, hoping the Joestars might see her in this state. He grabs the chains holding her and hermit purple leaping out from his arms. The stand latches itself onto her arms, wrapping around them as it reaches her neck. The thorns somewhat piercing her skin. She yelps in pain as he brings her close.

"You're going to make sure I'm capable of gaining heaven, my dear."

Hermit purple starts emmiting shocks into her body, making her wail in pain.

"STOP IT!! PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS!!"

Her stand starts struggling against The World as it holds her down. After a few moments, both Her eyes and her stand's start glowing green. It made her mind open to more memories of the past but also future. Memories she's never experienced before. Ones she couldn't remember. Ones of Dio's himself, and ones that were supposed to be erased for good. The day she left jotaro behind as a child. Joseph walks up to the child and holds her head close to his.

"You need to forget that boy and go to your mother. Ask her for ice cream."

Hamon emmited from his hands and into her head and a golden haze crosses her eyes. She smiles at him, not remembering a thing about the little boy she had just played with. Octavia shakes her head, thinking that it's all just a illusion. Another memory had come to pass, the day her mother died, she was with her in Mexico. How could she not remember a thing? She loved going with her mother to her excavation sites all around the world. Why couldn't she remembered it? The only thing she did remembered was the aftermath of her death. The first and last day she was home as a child.

"Octavia, sweetie! Come on, little one. Me and Joseph can't wait any longer if you're going to get tired on us from walking up the stairs."

Her mother was beautiful, just like in her pictures. Beautiful curly hair, pale skin and freckles. She wore the same necklace that her father gave her.