Vento Oreo

18

"The only way to defeat King Crimson is for you to use the arrow to its full potential!"

We all stare up at Polnareff in shock.

"So in order to take back the arrow, you're telling us to kill Chariot." Giorno clarifies, " Am I assuming too much?"

"That's fine. Once you take the arrow, Chariot will be destroyed regardless." He gives permission, "Besides, I've already been finished off. There's one other unbelievable and important thing that I need to tell you."

This statement piques our interests.

"Are you the girl named Trish?" He looks over to Mista's body and asks.

"Yes, though I currently have hairy knuckles." Said girl answers, causing me to giggle under my breath.

"I see. . ." He closes his eyes and draws out the pause, before abruptly opening them wide. "The boss is a duo."

Everyone's eyes widen as I shallowly gasp.

"There was a kid who was somehow able to transform into you and trick Bucciarati. Diavolo and this kid were like a well-coordinated team."

"What? B-but how?" Trish questions in disbelief.

"But that's impossible." Giorno jumps in, "The boss trusts no one. That's how he kept his identity secret for so long."

"I'm not sure what happened, either. . . But there was definitely a mysterious kid." The turtle claims, "If it wasn't for that kid, there's no way I'd have let Diavolo get that close to me."

"Two. . . So the boss is a duo? What's-"

"Giorno! Something's moving!" Narancia cuts him off.

Everyone removes their gaze from Polnareff and turns it to Narancia, who is looking at his radar.

"Nine o'clock. Uno signal." He mutters, "It's a person! There's a person heading in from the gate on the right!"

Giorno suddenly raises his hand.

He then continues to maneuver his hand and arm, leaving me confused.

What, does everyone here know sign language or something?

Everyone nods and runs in their own direction, even Trish knows what to do.

I stand out in the open, unsure of where to go and who to follow.

"(F/n)! What are you doing?!" Mista whisper-yells.

"Since when did you guys make up hand signals?!" I whisper-yell right back at him.

"Just come over here!" He swipes his hand in his direction.

I comply and run over, crouching down against the wall next to him and Abbacchio.

I stare at Abbacchio.

"What?" He asks, ticked off. Like always.

I cross my arms and put a hand under my chin, looking at him up and down. "Damn, I look better than I thought I did." (A/n: That's right, you're all beautiful uwu. YOU'RE BREATHTAKING-)

"Hey!"

"Sorry."

We all peek around the corners of our hiding places as a shadow gradually approaches us.

Once it was close enough, everyone gasps.

"H-he's. . . That face!" Trish stammers, "The boss! No. . . Diavolo!"

I see Giorno across from us, looking up at Narancia and making some more hand signals.

"Giorno, wait!" Polnareff suddenly yells, causing all of us to avert our attention from the boss' body to him. "The left! Look to the left, in the shadows!"