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Staring out the window once more you found yourself glancing towards the white haired man beside you through the reflection. He seemed to have kept his arms crossed and his brows were arched down, his gaze trailed between the two sitting up from before resting on the back of Giorno's seat.

Ombre hues then trailed towards where you sat catching your gaze through the window's reflection. "If you think too hard you're going to get wrinkles." Softly stating that and turning your head to face him a slight smile pulled itself across your lips, "Unless you want them, but I mean you look better without them." Bobbing your head along with what was said, you gauged his reaction merely watching him shake his head huffing.

Parking the van at its destination pillars and old broken down buildings sat before the four of you. "Pompeii, huh? I've been here since I visited on a field trip as a kid."

"Lucky. I never went on field trips as a kid, so this'd be my first time here." Moving to stand beside Abbacchio you kicked the ground pushing some loose rocks aside, your gaze trailed towards the man not really noticing how tall he actually was till now.

"We should hurry things up." Checking his watch and stating that Fugo bobbed his head heading into the rubble. "The place we're looking for is about 100 meters ahead." Finding yourself walking alongside the talking blond he stared straight ahead. "It should take us about thirty minutes to get what we need and get back to the others."

Once again nodding along to what he was saying the group stopped before a wall, a mirror was hung up onto it and upon looking into it you could've sworn you saw someone. Someone peeking out behind a pillar and someone Fugo had noticed as well, "Abbacchio, Giorno, (Y/N), be on your guard. . . To think we'd be found out so soon..."

"You see them too?" Whispering that out as to not alert the person hiding, Fugo nodded at your question.

"How many are there?" "One...for now."

Keeping your gaze on the mirror you added onto the blond's answer, "He's peeking around a pillar right behind us."

Risking a glance back Giorno's eyes scanned the area quickly, "Pillar? Which one would that be?"

"Wake up, Giorno. There's only one pillar. Can't you see it?" Fugo's tone was strained, he was annoyed that the newbie wasn't listening to really anything he was saying.

Glancing back a bit as well Abbacchio kept a guarded stance, "Fugo, there is definitely a single pillar, but I don't see anyone either."

They had to have been bluffing, there was no way both yourself and Fugo could be seeing the same person yet they couldn't even find him when he was so plainly peeking out around the pillar? "No, but there is someone there. I can see them too, they're coming over!" Realizing that the person was walking around the pillar both yourself and Fugo snapped around, the man pointed over towards where the person was supposed to be.

"There! The guy's walking over!" Both Giorno and Abbacchio turned towards where he was pointing, being met with nothing. "H-He was right there...a guy came out from behind that pillar! (Y/N) and I saw him in the mirror." Nodding quickly to confirm that you indeed saw the man as well, the other two remained unconvinced yet wary.

Turning to glance back at the mirror you could make out the man once more, striding confidently over towards where the group was. You didn't understand why the others couldn't see him apart from Fugo and yourself.

"There! He's right there! He's coming out!" Fugo's shouts went right over your head, your eyes were locked on this mystery man in fear that if you looked away that he'd disappear.

"Fugo...what if he's in the mirror?"

Snapping his head back as you said that his eyes darted towards the man seeing him bring out a stand, "He's revealed his stand! Who's going to fight him?!"

Still having troubles catching what was going on Abbacchio stared at the two of you in disbelief, "Hold on, Fugo. I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Is something wrong with the mirror?" Asking that Giorno moved his gaze towards the item in question before Fugo had exclaimed that the stand was going to attack, resulting in him reactively showing Giorno and Abbacchio back, unable to do the same with you since you'd been standing directly before it.

Both men upon leaving Fugo's touch began chipping away into small blocks before fully disappearing, "Abbacchio! Giorno!" Exclaiming that and jolting forward to reach out towards the pair before they completely disappeared the blond just collided with the ground. "Wh-Where are you, Giorno? Abbacchio? (Y/N)?"

Hearing your own name get called out you popped up from the ground quickly scanning the area spotting the blond. "Fugo!" Cupping your mouth and yelling that out the blond snapped his head towards where your voice was heard shooting to his feet and running over to where you stood. "Where did the others go?" Asking that you noticed how oddly quiet the area had become and how the other two were missing.

"I don't know, they were here just a minute ago." Answering with that his gaze trailed off behind you towards where the mirror was, the man from within now missing. "But the man from the mirror isn't there anymore."

Turning around yourself to look at the item in question your eyes couldn't help but once again wonder around the area, there was something very off about the whole thing.

"I knew it was bizarre to have a mirror hanging in a place like this to begin with!" Turning once more he surveyed the area.

"What in the world is this ability."

"Something weird that's for sure." Commenting on that you followed his gaze around the surrounding area, "Something...that makes the whole place feel off." He agreed right away with what you said and the two of you stood in silence.

Going to ask Fugo something you were startled as someone spoke and the blond was launched through the air colliding loudly with a metal garbage can. "I'm right here!"

Ready to dart over towards where your companion landed you were yanked back slammed into the brick wall where the mirror was held, a hand tightly pressed against your windpipe being used to raise you off the ground till your toes barely touched. Wrapping your hands around whoevers wrist it was, you came to the quick conclusion that this was the man you both saw in the mirror.

The stranger crooned, shaking his head at your attempt to break free, his gaze moved back to where Fugo was right after. "Pannacotta Fugo, (Y/N) (L/N)."

Using his free hand and reaching into one of his pockets a piece of paper was tugged out, "Highly intelligent, with an IQ of 152, and entered university at the age of thirteen. But he went berserk on a professor there and beat him senseless with a four-kilogram encyclopedia. From then on, he spiraled down to where he is now. The ones who accompanied him are former cop Leone Abbacchio, (Y/N) (L/N) of the (L/N) family and...no documentation on the other guy. He must be new." Looking up to where Fugo was he pursed his lips together. "I think I heard you call him Giorno."

Briefly casting his gaze back at you his grip tightened and you began clawing at his wrist, though it was all futile simply just annoying the man enough to raise you from the ground some more, "Hm (Y/N) (L/N), you're cute but right now getting on my nerve."

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Y/N and Fugo realizing the other two don't see the man:

Another update my friends! We're now going to be getting a bit more action (Although the writing from now on may get a bit wonky- which I do apologize for.)

Hope this chapter lives up to the others! Please let me know if there's any questions once again! Like, comment- I love love LOVE reading all your comments ^o^!

I'll see you all again on Wednesday!