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"Are you the girl called Trish?" Directing that towards where the form of Mista's body stood the girls tense frame seemed to relax a bit from the question.

"Yes, though I currently have hairy knuckles." If it weren't for the serious conversation currently going on you would've bursted out laughing, there would be a time at another place and time that something like laughing would be acceptable.

"I see..." Moving his gaze to the side where Bruno's body rested the attention quickly followed hearing the man announce something that surprised you all. "The boss is a duo." A noise of shock left everyone after being told this and Polnareff continued. "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?" Asking what everyone was thinking 'Trish' processed the new information given. It was a big shock to everyone, but now thinking over it, it would make sense as to how the person you'd confronted not to long ago just vanished.

"Two people inhabiting one body." Murmuring that to yourself you still couldn't quite picture it happening, you'd only ever seen one of them in that case.

"But that's impossible. The boss trusts no one. That's how he kept his identity a secret for so long." Pointing that out, 'Giorno' had raised his hands to emphasizing each point, wrapping his head around what was just said he pulled it over.

"I'm not sure what happened, either...but there was definitely a mysterious kid." If the turtle had brows you could imagine them downturned as if he was doing an inner monologue.

"Two...so the boss is a duo? What's..." Before 'Giorno' could continue, 'Narancia' had called out, catching everyone's attention.

Upon looking over Aerosmith's radar could be seen out and scanning the area, "Giorno! Something's moving! Nine o'clock. Uno signal. It's a person! There's a person heading in from the gate on the right!" 'Giorno' right away raised a hand into the air giving a few hand signs.

Hastily pulling Polnareff off the pillar and moving with the others to peer around the entryway, everyone remained stiffly silent, ready for anything that was to come. The sound of running footsteps quickly grew louder and louder till the form of a man had entered the entryway.

Long spotted pink hair trailed behind him and all too familiar bright green eyes focused ahead, a sort of lace top decorated his upper half while blue jeans covered the bottom.

"H-He's...That face! The boss! No...Diavolo!" Coming to that conclusion 'Trish' stared at the man wide eyed before 'Giorno' began signaling some things to 'Narancia' who'd been perched on a ledge above.

"Narancia...Get Aerosmith behind him-" "Giorno, wait!" Quickly moving his attention towards the turtle in your grasp Polnareff added on, "The left! Look to the left, in the shadows!" Looking over to where he was talking about you could make out the shape of something pressed up against the wall, it's whole body took on a chrome sheen while it's hand gripped an arrow. "So there it is! That's my stand, which the arrow evolved...Chariot Requiem!"

"Wait?! What? Diavolo was looking for Chariot?!" Being the first to realize that a sense of urgency filled your being, if he was going for the stand then that meant he was going for the arrow as well. "Which means he's going after the arrow!"

Golden Experience manifested beside 'Giorno' halting it's pursuit as Polnareff once again called out. "Giorno, wait! Don't attack just yet!"

Diavolo's form glowed a vibrant royal blue before an all too familiar gray, gold and blue stand appeared launching forward.

"That stand!"

"It's Sticky Fingers!"

"That's Bucciarati!" Both 'Narancia' and 'Abbacchio' had exclaimed the last point while 'Trish' then 'Giorno' spoke before that.

"Bruno must've switched souls with Diavolo!" Calling out as well you watched Sticky Fingers throw a quick punch forward making contact with the rogue stand and severing Chariots right arm proceeding knocking the chrome stand onto the ground.

"Yes! Bucciarati's okay! And he was going after the arrow before the boss was!" Happily voicing that 'Narancia' grinned brightly, eyes focused on the pink haired form that there leader was currently inhabiting.

The man turned in place bringing his gaze up to see who'd spoken, finding them rest on your body which portrayed a different demeanor. "The way you're talking...Sounds like it's Narancia who's inside you. Am I correct?"

"Yeah!" An even brighter grin broke out among his face before his attention shifted towards the rest of the group.

"And you five..." Hearing him trail off you assumed he was waiting for each of you to clarify who was in whose body.

"I'm Giorno." Answering the question 'Giorno' maintained his focus on the man ahead.

"I-it's me Trish." Being the next to speak, 'Trish' gave her response which was then followed by 'Abbacchio'.

"I'm Abbaccio if you didn't already piece that together."

"Then I'm (Y/N)," Giving a pause you raised your hands displaying the turtle clutched between them, "And this is Polnareff." Feeling like it was best to add that, the turtle gave you a nod in appreciation.

"Well done, Bucciarati. You've already figured out the bizarre situation." Commending the ebony haired man Polnareff let out a hum.

Blinking down at the turtle in your hands 'Bruno's brows raised upon hearing the sound of the turtles voice, "Wait, the voice. Are you the man we were supposed to meet earlier?"

"Indeed. As (Y/N) has stated my name is Jean Pierre Polnareff." Reintroducing himself he added in a bit of background as to what had happened. "I was killed by Diavolo. But I swapped souls with this turtle, so I'm just barely clinging to this world, basically a ghost."

"And that is my stand." Directing the attention back towards where Chariot was laying amongst the floor it's good arm extended out struggling to raise itself from the ground, twitching ever so often. "The arrow's power caused it to go berserk, and it is now Chariot Requiem. That's the reason your souls have all been swapped."

Looking at his hand as though he'd realized something 'Bruno's brows furrowed, "Wait. if our souls have been swapped, then the one in my body is-"

"It's not the boss." Quickly inputting that your gaze traveled towards where Bruno's body remained against the floor, 'Mista' had also peered back as you'd said that quickly returning his gaze towards the group.

"And he hasn't woken up yet. He's still out cold."

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Everyone after finding out the boss isn't in Bruno's body:

If I were to start a oneshot book for JoJo, who would ya'll request? I'm just curious not at all thinking about maybe writing one. . .(As if I'm not already working on four other stories anyways)

I have a bad habit of abandoning stories tbh, like I wrote a Kakyoin fic last year if and just completely abandoned it because I didn't like where it was going :/ though for this new JoJo fic I'm working on I have a friend that likes to read it out loud when we FT.

My favorite quote from her was when she was reading a part where Jonathan was eating a PB & J sandwich ("He's like taking the smallest bit possible-man's really like mmmm poor people food and the readers like- homie I- it's a sandwich")

Additionally she'll also make comments around how I write young Dio which are absolutely hilarious in my opinion (Ex." Dio's looking at her and the apples being like- you're not going to eat all these are you? Fat bitch-No I'm serious that's what it sounded like! He probably called you a whore or something under his breath I swear to god-"

She's iconic tbh- but anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!