《Metanoia》Chapter 21
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You sat on the couch next to Fugo while bouncing your foot up and down. Still waiting for someone to catch you up on things and fill you in on what happened. Apparently, Trish got a stand and they crashed a plane into the ocean, which Ocean Man got upset about.
Despite Trish's desire to stay by your side until the end of her life, she was dragged away to look at the computer with Bruno and Giorno. Mista and Narancia were outside and running and Abbacchio was sitting and looking at you.
"Where's your jacket?"
He only felt slightly bad that he got his blood on another one of your jackets.
"It's been turned into your flesh and organs."
He looked at his stomach and then at Fugo who answered for you, he could have worded it differently but it worked and was accurate.
"Giorno used it to heal you."
You smiled and answered regularly and Abbacchio nodded while processing what Fugo said.
Now he had a scrap of your old bloody jacket in his pocket and your most recent bloody jacket turned into his stomach to save is life.
"Your lipstick is smudged."
You gestured to your lips and he looked into a reflective surface, and like you said his lipstick was smudged.
"Yes. Y/n had to perform CPR."
Fugo spoke through gritted teeth and Abbacchio smirked at his reflection. He looked at you and the Fugo. Licking his lips subtly and bragging with his eyes at Fugo. You excepted a 'thank you' for helping save his life however he kept looking at Fugo and smirking.
"She had to do what?"
Trish's head did a full 180 and looked Abbacchio. Fugo smirked back at Abbacchio now that someone was plotting to murder him. Before any of you could speak up and explain what happened the computer started glitching and acting up.
"Giorno, shut it off now."
You stood up and walked to the computer. You stood behind Giorno and looked at the computer that was behaving strangely, Fugo and Abbacchio doing their same as you.
"Wait! I'm on your side! There is a way to defeat Diavolo!"
You all looked at the computer, a bit weirded out that someone had hacked into it and saying they were on your side despite not knowing each other.
"Diavolo..."
Trish whispered and you looked at her, she was suddenly standing right next to you and Abbacchio was on your other side.
When did that happen?
"Just because you said a name doesn't mean you're on our side, Giorno cut the connection."
Bruno stayed firm and Giorno extended his hand to the keyboard, about to shut it off until the mysterious voice said something that made all of you miss a breath.
"His stand is able to cut through time!"
You kept looking at the screen and went through your memory.
Now it makes sense... if the boss was using his stand then that's how I suddenly had chocolate in my mouth and sitting on Fugo's lap.
You smiled at yourself for being smart but that quickly dropped and you looked at Fugo.
How the hell did I end up in Fugo's lap? What happened during the time that was cut?
"He must be on our side, my father wouldn't show his stand ability to a member of the gang without having that person killed, he must have fought my father survived his stand."
"Be quiet Trish, we can't reveal too much about ourselves."
You looked at Giorno and grabbed his hair, tugging it and giving him a small frown.
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"Don't be rude."
Giorno's head was pulled back a bit from you tugging his hair and a blush dusted his cheek from your actions as he looked at you. His mouth running a bit dry and he didn't break eye contact.
"I'm sorry."
Most everyone smirked at Giorno. Trish was especially happy that you stood up for her and she leaned into your side and Abbacchio was enjoying the fact that Giorno messed up and you called him out.
"If you're on our side tell us your name."
Giorno looked back at the computer and waited for it to respond to Bruno's question.
"What my name is doesn't matter. I'm unable to fight, what matters is if you can defeat him. His ability has no weakness and your attempt on his life is certain to fail."
Geez... we all knew that but you didn't need to say it.
"Does that mean you have a way to defeat the boss?"
Fugo sat down and leaned in to look at the computer better, still suspicious.
"His King Crimson is invincible!"
You just said his stand has no weakness. We understand.
His talk was more boring than your math class, he was just repeating himself.
"There is one way to defeat him that I can think of, and I don't know if it will succeed. It's only a theory, one you have to test if you wish to defeat him."
"A theory? Bucciarati, are you sure we should trust whoever this is, he hasn't revealed anything about himself and all he has is a theory."
Bruno looked from Fugo to the computer, he was thinking hard about something and the computer spoke again.
"Meet me in Rome and I can help you defeat Diavolo. There is a way and this may be the only chance we get."
Everyone looked at Bruno who frowned and hardened his gaze at the computer.
"We don't know if we can trust you, do you really think we'll go to you?"
A picture of an arrow appeared on the screen and you all had a similar reaction.
That's the same type of arrow that shadow stand stabbed me with.
Giorno said what you were thinking.
"That's the arrow, at least something that looks identical to it."
This only made Bruno more cautious and Fugo more untrusting.
"How and why do you have that?"
"Bucciarati I don't think we can trust who this is."
They spoke right after each other and everyone grew hesitant, it wasn't the most comforting thing to make you trust someone. It sounded like a trap.
"I can tell you late, for now, you must meet me here to retrieve this. Diavolo doesn't know the true power this arrow holds. It doesn't just awaken stand abilities in people, but I can't tell you here, come to Rome and go to the colosseum, this arrow is the only thing that can defeat him. This is our only hope and only chance."
The room was quiet.
"Y/n."
You looked at Bruno and straightened your posture from leaning over Giorno's shoulder.
"Join Mista and Narancia on the boat and use your stand to get us to Rome faster, this very well may be a trap but he is right, this is our only chance and we can't afford to lose."
You nodded and walked to the chair, climbing onto it and looking up.
"Narancia I'm coming out, put the turtle down so I don't hit you."
You gave him a fair warning and gave him a few seconds to put the turtle down on the floor of the boat and you came out. Mista started the engine and started driving and Narancia picked the turtle back up.
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"Who the hell is this guy? Can we really trust him?"
You sat in the back with Narancia while Mista steered the boat, you watched as the sunset made the water shine and took Ocean Man out. You stayed silent and you both only looked at the sunset and water for a few moments, failing to see Narancia shiver from your stand.
"Who knows, Bucciarati just decided we're going so that's what we're going to do. What other choices do we have?"
You nodded and agreed with Mista and Ocean Man dove into the water, grabbing the back of the boat and looking at you.
"Ok there's going to be a bit of a speed change so just hold onto the turtle and don't crash the boat, you'll get used to it quickly."
You gave Mista and Narancia a heads up and nodded to Ocean Man.
"Wh-"
Ocean Man started pushing and swimming at high speed making the boat shoot forward. Both Mista and Narancia started screaming and Ocean Man let out a screech, just mocking them and Fugo shivered from inside the turtle. Now everyone was going to have to listen to your stand and it's strange noises and out of the blue screeches.
Everyone in the turtle was left to listen to the man in the computer.
You kept looking at the water and at the sunset. It was beautiful.
"Hey Narancia, doesn't the sunset look beautiful?"
You didn't look at him.
"Hey, why didn't you ask me?"
Mista spoke up sounding slightly offended.
"Because you're driving."
"But your stand is pushing."
"Ocean can give us horsepower but it doesn't know directions, you have to steer."
You shut Mista down and he pouted, grumbling under his breath and Narancia snickered a bit making you laugh.
Time skip -
"Let's go up once those drunks leave."
Narancia had the binoculars and looked around. Nodding at what Mista said. Narancia spotting two people on a nearby bench.
"There are some people sleeping over there too. Look."
Narancia passed Mista the binoculars and he growled.
"Dammit, why are so many drunks? Was there a party or something?"
You raised your eyebrow at the growl and took the binoculars, bringing them to your eyes and looking around. Turning your head from side to side to scan the surroundings.
While doing so, your breath caught. One half of the drunk was pulled up the stairs, but the other half was still wrapped around the metal fountain post.
"Wh-What the hell?!"
You, Mista, and Narancia watched in horror as the man jumped off the barrier to get away from his friend only to have both his legs grow mold and completely break off from his body. You looked to the bench with the two people Narancia pointed out and saw them covered in mold.
"This is a stand attack! It has to be!"
Everyone looked at the ceiling of the turtle and Mista reached down to grab his gun quickly, when he brought it back up there was mold growing on his wrist and you covered your mouth so you wouldn't scream and give away your location if you hadn't already been found.
"When did you get that?!"
You were all freaking out.
"I don't know! Just find the user!"
You grabbed the binoculars to start looking and Narancia took out Aerosmith, both of you only seeing corpses though out there entire village.
"What's going on?!"
Bruno yelled at the ceiling and Mista looked down into the turtle.
"My hand just suddenly started growing mold, I don't know when it got on me, I didn't touch anything, and it's only getting worse and ripping my skin open like it's coming from underneath my skin."
You cringed while listening to his take on the situation. You found mold disgusting.
"It's happening to all the villagers, their bodies have fallen apart, this enemy isn't sparing anyone!"
Narancia held the turtle and kept looking as did you.
"This isn't good Bucciarati, we can't go onto the land, there's no way we'll get to the stairs and to the parking lot, were better off leaving on the boat right now."
Everyone looked at the ceiling to see Narancia's freaked out face.
"Are there any signs of breathing on the land?"
"No, there's no one!"
That can't be right there has to be someone around. It's a long-range stand like that guy from the train, but because it's long-range whoever it is could be anywhere around here!
"Wait! Until we know what's attacked us it's too dangerous to move."
Everyone in the turtle was standing and Giorno tried stopping Narancia.
"If we go onto the land we're going to be attacked by whatever this thing is!"
Narancia jumped onto the boat and grabbed the steering wheel only for the mold to grow on his hand and then his whole body. The mold growing on the turtle and appearing on the inside as well.
"What the hell?!"
You were freaking out as you watched Narancia being covered in the bubbly green substance, everyone in the turtle seeing the mold starting to grow on them too.
"Where is it attacking from?!"
Mista was freaked out and started to reach out for Narancia but you stopped him.
"Wait! This is a long-range attack just like that guy on the train! It's not necessarily attacking us, it's attacking everyone indiscriminately. Just like on the train when you got hotter you aged faster so when you used a lot of energy and burned calories you aged faster because is raised your body temperature. It's something we're doing that's triggering the attack! We're giving it the chance to attack when we do a specific thing!"
You learned from your battle with Prosciutto and realized it was something you were doing on your own that caused the mold to grow on you.
"Chance to attack? What does that mean?"
Mista started lowering his hand and mold started to grow on his other hand, starting at his fingertips. His eyes widening.
"As soon as I brought my hand down it started! It started growing on my hand after I reached down to grab my pistol. Then when that drunk jumped down the stairs the stuff started growing on him too, and then Narancia jumped down into the boat."
Mista was catching on and you nodded.
"Moving down or lowering ourselves triggers the attack. But at this rate, you guys will..."
You looked at a suffering Narancia holding the turtle in the boat. A chill running through your veins.
Trish screamed as the mold grew on her thigh and Fugo and Abbacchio stumbled a bit when they saw it growing on themselves.
"Y/n's right! When you lower your body from its original location it starts attacking you!"
You made sure not to move, you didn't have any on yourself just yet and you wanted to stay that way.
"Why would a stand work like that?!"
Bruno shouted. Everyone was shouting and panicking and freaking out.
"To expand its range even further, the corpses produce more corpses, even if the people move only slightly before dying the mold's range only grows. This is what they want, stands are a reflection of your soul energy, they want to see all this death!"
You looked at Narancia and took in what Mista and Giorno said.
"Get off the boat and get back on land!"
You shouted at Narancia and he started reaching forward. He almost reached Mista but his foot gave way and he started going down.
"Narancia throw the turtle to Y/n or Mista!"
Your breath caught and you liked at the turtle. Shocked at what Bruno said but Narancia did as Bruno said and lifted the turtle to throw. His hand simply broke due to the mold before he could throw it properly and the turtle started falling.
Mista brought his gun out without hesitation.
"Don't move, you're in the perfect spot."
Mista fired six times and the Sex Pistols kicked the bullets to the gas tanks, sparking an explosion and you all went flying.
"Ocean Man!"
You called for your stand and it appeared, it grabbed Narancia and Mista and held them to soften their landing while you grabbed the turtle and made sure it didn't get hurt when landing.
Bruno came out and was on his back next to you who was face-first on the ground and you let out a groan from the impact. You pushed yourself up to roll onto your back and you rubbed your nose.
"Well down Mista, Y/n. As all as we move upward we won't be attacked."
You both nodded and you looked at Narancia, slowly standing up and checking yourself while Ocean Man pulled away from Narancia and Mista, floating to you and making a strange noise. Hugging you.
"I'm alright, don't worry about me."
You smiled at your stand who nodded and retreated back into you. Vanishing from sight and you looked at the burning and flaming boat. The fire reflecting in your eyes like a mirror and the night began.
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