[cw; gore]
'Precognitive dreams change our beliefs of what humans are truly capable of, such dreams are of course hard to prove because it's always so easy to say 'this is what my dream was talking about' but surprisingly such things have been reported on in history, many of them are about seeing huge incidents take place. In the '70s, a man named David Booth had seen the same terrifying dream over and over again, in the dream, there was a plane which after taking off from the airport, turned upside down and lit up in flames as it crashed to the ground. The occurring nightmares that felt so real to the man, in the end, made him tell the government about it, surprisingly, they took him seriously, they listened to the man's story and sure enough, they came to the conclusion that the man had most likely seen dreams of either about 'Boeing 727' or 'DC-10' models. The day when David had seen the nightmare one last time, 'American airlines' plane, a DC-10, had dropped down right after taking up to the air, the incident was caused by a broken engine of the plane which caused the imbalance for the plane that ended up dropping on it's back. The plane lit up on fire and took the lives of everyone on the plane. This made many believe in precognitive dreams.'
As you finished your writing you slammed the book shut, breathing heavily you turned to see Kira standing in the doorway watching you with slight confusion on his face.
He moved into a fighting position as he noticed you getting up, his stand dropping the tray away, you held the book in your hands with a tight grip.
"No sudden movements," Kira warned you, it didn't stop you however, Dream Emporium appeared behind you, It's bow ready to shoot the killer.
The air felt tense as you two glared at each other, "I believe we will be needing more stories, right Dream Emporium?" Kira's face darkened "what are you talking about now dear?"
He spoke as he watched you, his stand ready to fight, "Of course, master." Your stand spoke as it shot an arrow towards Kira who on the other hand made his stand pick up the door to block it, the arrow shattered as it hit the door.
"I may have a feeling of what happens when the arrow hits its target, now I'm sure you were the one behind the rotting corpses." He spoke with a tone as cool as ice, you cursed under your breath, "now that you have made your attack it's my turn."
You saw his stand kick the old wooden door towards you, it exploded before it managed to hit you, breaking the old wooden floor under you as the broken pieces of the door hit your body as you fell to the first floor.
"Shit," Kira cursed under his breath, "what in the bloody hell?! Don't kill her!" Diego yelled behind him.
Shakingly, you got up from the floor, you could feel slight pain as you looked down at your body, wooden shards and splinters pierced through your skin, you didn't even flinch as you pulled out the largest shard from your leg.
You looked up at Kira with a cold stare before you ordered your stand to take a shot at him again before you could, however, you could see the upstairs ceiling fall, "[Y/N]! " you turned your gaze at Valentine who tackled you and so the ceiling boards fell upon you two.
You had closed your eyes, perhaps you could get away with ever dream, and so you did, you could see your writing desk, but something was off, you could still feel Valentine holding onto you.
You froze, it couldn't be possible, could it?
"Oh? what's this isn't just any ordinary universe, is it? Not that any of them are really the same anyway" He spoke as he held you, he looked around seeing the large bookcases, "is this your very own pocket dimension, my you're truly full of surprises my love."
You managed to struggle out of his grasp, you turned to look at him, still holding the book close. "How did you manage to get in here?" You asked him as he observed his surroundings more, "it's a truly powerful ability I have, you see dear," he turned to look at you, he watched you hold the book tighter, he moved his head to his side before speaking.
"Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap gives me the ability to travel into many different worlds and I am also able to take things from said worlds as I travel," he spoke softly before turning to look back at you, "it seems that your ability wasn't what I imagined when you managed to get away from me when we were having such a merry time, dear, tell me, what's your special ability like?"
He said as he started to approach you again, "well?" He asked you before stopping in front of you, taking a step back you looked at him with a glare.
"Why should I? it seems all of you fools are utterly dying to know what it is and how you would be able to use me," you watched him as he seemed to be in thought.
"I believe I saw your stand wielding a bow and arrow as its weapon, from what I know from my fellow colleagues, would it mean that you have the ability to grant someone with a special ability?" You looked at him for a second before answering, "it's something most likely beyond your understanding."
He gave you a warm smile that you didn't trust, "trust me, dear, I've seen a man shoot off his very own fingernails like they were bullets!"
He let out a hearty laugh, you looked at him for a second before you turned to walk over to the nearest bookshelf, placing down the book next to the others you felt relief.
Until you felt two hands on your shoulders, "my do you write a lot? I sometimes, play mandolin myself when i wish to relax," You turned to look at him with an irritated face, "leave."
He raised an eyebrow at your demand, "you see I could at any time, but I'd love to see how you'd leave here by yourself."
You have just now noticed how he managed to make no sound as he had moved around, you looked at him for a moment before you turned to leave, heading towards the door, you could hear birds chirping on the other side of the door, "a door? how lovely."
You swear you were getting creeped out by how he made no sound while he walked, he took a hold of your hand, making you snap your head towards him, "let us leave now, please inform me how this is done."
You sighed, feeling slightly uncomfortable by the fact he even managed to get into Ever Dream in the first place, "close your eyes."
You said as you turned your gaze back at the door, closing your eyes as well you opened the door and walked in while holding the President's hand.
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Escape Artist [JJBA Villains x reader]
Fanfic[Y/N] gets caught up in a bizarre situation with certain men. [warning; slight gore] 💫all the artwork belongs to their rightful creators💫