Escape Artist [JJBA Villains x reader]

Chapter 49

You two ended up in some sort of village, it was night and you could hear sounds of screeches, like lizards trying to fight something, talking about lizards, there were dinosaurs, "did we-" "no, there are houses here, we haven't gone to the begging of life, so don't worry your little head over it." You scoffed at her.

You could hear the sounds of fighting, again? Violence seems to be the only communication to some people, maybe they mistook sign language to fist fighting.

You watched as dinosaurs ran around, your purer self seemed to be afraid of them, maybe she could face her fears one day and stop being so weak, you thought.

Walking around and avoiding the predators, you two found yourselves watching four men fighting each other, three of them were riding horses, one of them were on foot.

"Gyro! Look out! He's coming at us!" "Got it, Johnny, having two Dios is rather annoying, as I expected." His friend replied back to him, "I'll feed you to my zombies!" The one with red eyes spoke, was this a vampire? You could see his fangs as he yelled, "out of my way!" The one wearing a turtleneck yelled as he charged with his horse.

"What is going on over there?" "Who cares, do you see that?" You pointed towards the corpse part that seemed to be shining, "we just hit a bingo," you said with a slight smirk, you made your way towards the part, snatching it to your hands, "rather disgusting, but could be powerful." You thought out loud, as you turned to look at your younger self who seemed to be staring at the corpse part with curious eyes.

You could hear the fight stopped as you heard the sound of hoofs coming towards you, "hand it over! That belongs to me, Diego!" He yelled as he charged you with his horse, Dream Emporium came out to guard you, again shooting an arrow to the ground creating a flash of light which scared the horse, making its owner fall down, "what the?!" He yelled as he impacted with the ground the air getting knocked out of his lungs.

"Why does it always have to be the pretty ones that attack the hardest," he crumbled under his breath.

You turned to look at the other three, the vampire was on his knees but soon stood up disappearing into the sinister mist, the two 'cowboys' or what you thought were horse racers or perhaps trainers, stared at you in shock, then they turned their attention to someone else, you turned your eyes to 'Diego' you could see the mist had come to take him as well, what escape artists these men were.

"Funny Valentine!" The one called Johnny yelled as he pointed his finger towards the said man, you turned to look at the man, "Johnny Joestar." He said as he glared at the said man, "I want you to get out of here, I don't wish to deal with you now." 

The curly-haired blond turned his attention you, you could see him take out a flag, the flag of America a rather outdated one at that.

You watched him charge towards you, you shoved the corpse part to your other self, the two of you holding it together as the man threw the flag over the two of you, what type of attack was this?

As soon as the flag connected with the two of you, you ended up somewhere else, you turned to look around as you held the corpse close to you, the spine, well not really held, it was within you as your other self seemed also to be, you turned around, what was this place? This wasn't Ever Dream, you could see the galaxy above you, the stars staring back at you.

Oh, how you missed that, the home of pure silence, the silence so golden.

You turned around as you heard someone enter this place as well, it was the blonde, he seemed to be out of breath, "sorry for this harsh act, but it's the only way I thought you would be safe in," he spoke as he noticed your form, "you truly are something someone would consider as a saint." He complimented you, he seemed to be impressed by you, soon his expression turned into concern as he watched someone else enter this world as well, it was really becoming a party.

You followed his gaze, turning to look at a muscular man approaching the two of you but keeping his distance, his skin seemed to have a purple hue to it.

"Valentine, you aren't trying to escape me are you?" He spoke his voice echoing around this space, "I'm only doing what I consider to be the act of justice." He replied trying to keep his ground, "You know-" "You aspire to be a god? Oh my, there are so many other variants on mediocrity." You scoffed at Dio, Valentine turned to look at you if you had truly lost your mind.

The so-called 'god' turned his attention to you now, he gave you a cold glare.