Escape Artist [JJBA Villains x reader]

Chapter 47

Sure enough, both of you found yourselves walking around the prison, your purer self had stated that she felt watched but you honestly didn't care, it was a prison of course there would be at least someone here? Humanity wasn't pure.

"My, you have beautiful hands." You heard someone say, you turned around to see a blonde man holding your other self's hand, "thank you, mind letting me go?" She asked with a slight nervousness in her voice, "Hey, David Bowie, no touching."

He turned to look at you, then at your hands, "oh yours are beautiful too," he seemed to be in a dream-like state as he started at your hands, you watched your other self pull their hand away from the creep as she went to hide behind you, he stared at the two of you for a moment, "are you two related?" He questioned, "look, I will puncture you like an old tire and throw you in the recycling bin if you don't leave."

You scoffed at him as you nudged the other you next to you to keep walking, "are you looking for-" "corpse parts? Who knows maybe, maybe not, life is a mystery, and sometimes you don't find out about anything." You told him mockingly as you pushed the other you to the next hallway.

"Please come with me, I promise I'll take a very," he began to walk towards you two, "very good care of you." He said as he smiled at you, "he's giving me that pervert stare move your good damn legs, girl." You snapped at your pure self.

You pushed her into the next room and slammed the door behind you, she gasped in surprise as she noticed people fighting, you turned to look at her with a cold glare on your face, "shush." You hissed at her, "who's there?!" You heard someone yell, "no one! Fuck off!"

You yelled back in anger, as you dragged your younger self away, you glanced behind you as you could see the blonde finally open the door, "Yoshikage Kira!" You could hear someone yell at him as the blonde turned to look, following his gaze you could see a student with a weird hairstyle, a pompadour, "oh, this is bad," the one called Kira cursed under his breath.

"That looks depressing," you could hear your other self say, "it's not depressing it's trashy."

You turned to look back as you could see a fight begin, "and that hate crime right there isn't our problem." You told yourself as the two of you hurried away, "we just need to find at least one corpse part." You assured yourself. 

"Perhaps that man wishes he would rewind time," you could hear your other self say.

But unfortunately, it seemed the Joestars had already gotten it before the two of you could, you held a glare on your face as you tried to gather up your thoughts, "why are we interested in this 'corpse'?" Your other self asked you, "you'll see, don't worry," you told her.

You observed your surroundings carefully, there was another Light Rift, you should spare your energy and not go using the Ever Dream so recklessly, you remembered if anything was to happen your collection would be released, you didn't want that happen it would be a pain in the ass to collect back.

"We need to go there," you pointed towards the rift, "understood?" You turned to look at her, "yes." She said quietly, and so the two of you did, you heard the fight had already been fought, that Kira guy was most likely gone by now, you wouldn't have to deal with his creepy mind.

As the two of you walked towards the rift someone kept a close eye on you, maybe you could beat the one that had brought him into this mess, you seemed to be rather confident in yourself, your other self didn't seem that confident, she followed you around like a lost puppy trying to understand the world around her, so very innocent, but could she have the powers to help you?

Valentine walked back into the shadows, he needed to act like he was serving the Noble One the 'king of the kings' but the time was ticking and he was getting desperate, someone needed to defeat that man.

Traveling via the rift of light, you found yourselves in some sort of mansion, "this looks so old, are we time traveling?" You heard yourself ask, "asking more questions? You should stop that, instead, use your mind and put the pieces together," you scoffed at her.

You could see a lone statue near the staircase, you glanced at the floor, it was a chessboard pattern, black and white, just who designed this place? You could hear someone coming, you moved your hand to alert your other self to find a hiding place, battles were always so time-wasting and besides wasting your energy wasn't what you wanted.

You looked at the green statue, something felt off about it, you walked into one of the dimly lit rooms, where ever your other self hid, it better had to be a good hiding place.