You were jogging down the path where you last saw Chariot Requiem with Fugo in your arms. You looked at the people around you, they were switched yes but they looked like they were mutated. They had extra eyes, things that just looked like mush coming out of the sides of their faces, claws, you name it. It was very disturbing and when you glanced down at Fugo and almost dropped him. His tail was starting to mutate. Fugo noticed this as well and started to wave his tail back and forth like that would make it stop.

You stopped running when you heard voices and cautiously approached the corner while setting Fugo down. You saw Bucciarati and Giorno but none of the others. When you glanced around the corner Ocean Man separated and floated closer next to you. At that exact moment, you saw King Crimson and Mista's body fly through the air and towards the arrow.

With no warning and no signal Ocean grabbed your sides and threw you towards the arrow and into the air, even Ocean Man knew you needed to keep the arrow away from Diavolo at all costs.

Your arms were out in front of you and you reached for the arrow without thinking of what was going to happen, you didn't stop to think about the consequences of your actions if you did this. Your only focus was the arrow and getting to it first.

"You..."

"Is- Is that really..."

"It can't be..."

"You're..."

"Y/n!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw you and were unable to comprehend seeing you again. Of course they were shocked, it was impossible.

"You're alive..."

You got to the arrow before Diavolo because of his hesitation from seeing you, it was like seeing a ghost.

"No!"

You closed your hands around it.

"She's holding the arrow!"

"How?!"

"It accepted her!"

"It's letting her hold it!"

You weren't sure what was so important about this, you were dead when they learned they couldn't get to the arrow, so you didn't know how significant it was. What you didn't expect to happen was for the arrow to start pushing itself into your palm and pierce your hand.

"You infuriating little girl!"

Diavolo slapped his hands over your and forced the arrow to come out the back of your hand and pierce Diavolo's hand.

"Y/n!"

"No!"

Everyone watched in horror as the arrow pierced not only Diavolo but went deeper into your hand.

"The arrow!"

"Yes! The arrow pierced me! It truly is fate!"

Diavolo ripped the arrow out of your hands and you started falling. Your back hit the ground hard and Narancia started running to you.

"Y/n!"

You coughed from the air being knocked out of you and turned your head. Narancia was crouched down next to you.

"This was fate! The arrow's power was gifted to me by fate!"

You sat up with Narancia help. Your hand was bleeding but oddly you weren't feeling any pain, so you didn't acknowledge it and wiped the blood on the side of your pants.

King Crimson was still in midair with the arrow still in his grasp and Ocean Man faded into your body. You watched the arrow fall from Diavolo's hand. His desperate attempts to grab it again were almost entertaining to you. The arrow kept passing through his hands where the arrow had forced itself through your hand moments before.

"It pierced me, why can't I hold it?!"

He kept grabbing at it but couldn't grasp it, his hands turned translucent and he looked at you.

"It pierced the girl! But why isn't it happening to her?!"

He yelled to himself as he watched his hands start to crumble. He and Mista's body landed on the ground and the arrow was falling and hit the ground. Bruno took over and took Sticky Finger's out to stand by his side.

A blue mist started forming and all the souls began to separate from the body it was living in. Giorno, Abbacchio, Mista, Bruno, and Fugo's souls were pulled away from the bodies they were in but still couldn't leave it. You and Narancia were the only ones not effected

"Bucciarati! Look at me and think about who's truly worthy!"

Your hand started to tingle and you looked down at it, it was healing on its own and at an incredible rate. The hole in your hand was almost finished when your attention was drawn away.

"Y/n."

You turned your head to looked at who called you, Bruno. You made eye contact while your heartbeat was loud.

"You bastard!"

You and Diavolo looked at each other. Without your signal, Ocean Man shot out of your body and towards Bruno and you looked away from Diavolo.

"No! You foolish girl!"

Ocean Man grabbed what looked like a mini sun and without hesitation pushed its hands together, the moment it did a blinding white light erupted, and your hair was pushed back along with Narancia's while Diavolo was screaming.

"No!"

Chariot's body exploded, you could see a look of pain on its face, and blood covered the ground. When you looked around you saw Fugo's soul flying towards the coliseum and back to his body.

"Y/n! Bucciarati! You did it!"

"Yes!"

You watched as everyone's souls returned to their rightful body. While smiling.

"Y/n?"

You looked at Narancia and without warning, you felt a pair of lips being pressed against yours and arms being wrapped around you.

He had warm salty tears running down his cheeks and he held you close. He could taste the flavor of your chapstick and felt himself melting from your soft lips. You had left twice before, he didn't you to leave again with knowing he was able to kiss you. If you were to leave. He pulled away before you were able to respond, you didn't expect it, it was so out of the blue.

Bruno went flying back to the coliseum like Fugo while Diavolo's body collapsed. Diavolo was continuing to scream while grabbing the arrow again but that was all in the background.

Diavolo's hand only crumbled and he was pulled out Mista's body. Giorno ran to catch Mista's body and healed it quickly. Diavolo was still shouting and screaming."

"No! This can't be! It's my fate that I control its power!"

Because of everything that was going on around everyone nobody saw or noticed the kiss, Narancia didn't have lipstick and neither did you so no one would be able to tell. You were stunned by Narancia's actions but he only looked at you with a smiling face and teary eyes.

The mist was thick and for a while, everything was quiet as all the souls went back to the body they belonged in. Mista was laying on the ground and felt weak from his body, Trish was curled up on the ground feeling similar and the same thing went for Abbacchio.

Giorno was the exception, you couldn't see him but you could see his outline through the blue mist.

"G-Giorno... don't let him go... he'll hide again."

Trish's voice was weak and she started to move. She hadn't noticed you, if she had she would have run to you and jumped on you. Mista started to move as well and everyone looked at Giorno's outline. Giorno slowly stood up and raised the arrow in the air for everyone to see.

"He's holding the arrow!"

Mista yelled and your lips parted. You looked at Diavolo and closed your mouth. King Crimson wasn't out anymore and you couldn't see him, but the man who killed you was in front of you. Only a few paces away. You were able to look him in the eyes now.

Diavolo started sprinting towards Giorno in an attempt to get the arrow.

"Golden Experience!"

Everyone watched Gold Experience stab itself with the arrow.

"He did it!"

"He did it."

You whispered under your breath.

He's achieved requiem.

Diavolo hadn't stopped running and Golden Experience's hand started to crumble just like King Crimson's hand. There was a clear hole in Golden Experience's chest made from the arrow that spilled blood and your heart dropped.

"No..."

Diavolo made it to Giorno who was on his knees in pain just like you a short while ago but less extreme. He started circling Giorno while gloating.

"Giorno Giovanna, you weak little newcomer. There was no question that you wouldn't be worthy of the arrow. You've been rejected by the arrow!"

Diavolo was grinning crazily and brought his King Crimson out.

"Giorno!"

Your face showed fear and Giorno looked at you.

"Y/n..."

King Crimson's fist was getting closer to Golden Experience's face. Giorno didn't move but just looked at you. He opened his mouth again to say something and King Crimson's fist went through Golden Experience's head.

He wasn't able to start his sentence. You watched in horror and fright as Giorno's eyes rolled back and a tear fell. Tears fell from your eye too.

"No!"

"Giorno!"

Giorno started to fall and Diavolo reached for the arrow but it moved away from him. It pierced Golden Experience and traveled up its arm. Sinking into Golden Experience and becoming part of it.

"No! You won't survive this!"

King Crimson reeled its hand back again but was left after all of his punches and attacks was the empty shell of Golden Experience. You slowly looked up and saw Giorno floating next to GER midair. Diavolo watched in horror.

You and the others could only stay back and watch.

What was minutes for Golden Experience Requiem and Diavolo wasn't even a second for the rest of you. Requiem rushed at Diavolo and Diavolo's eyes widened, knowing exactly what was about to happen. He was about to lose.

Requiem started to punch Diavolo without mercy and without any breaks. In the blink of an eye, Diavolo went flying over the barrier that overlooked the canal.

"Y/n..."

Everyone ran over to the barrier but Giorno approached you and you stayed where you were. You looked at him, you couldn't figure out the look in his eyes, you never could understand Giorno. He was a riddle from the start.

"Giorno..."

You smiled and you just looked at each other, everyone was talking. The world was quiet for a split moment and it was only you and Giorno. He opened his mouth to say what he was going to before Diavolo.

"I... I lov-"

"How in the hell are you alive?!"

Abbacchio ran toward you and pushed Giorno to stood in front of you. He looked down at you with crazy eyes and close to convinced that you were a figure of his imagination. He gripped your shoulders tightly. You were about to say something until someone shoved Abbacchio to the side. It was Mista.

He hugged you like he did at the beach but he had tears in his eyes and squeezed his eyes shut. He had picked you up of the ground in the hug and you hugged him back so you wouldn't fall. You smiled and hugged him back.

"I-I'm sorry Y/n. I-It was me wh-"

Before Mista could finish Narancia kicked Mista which made him drop you and Narancia's pushed Mista to the side to get to you.

"How the hell is who alive?"

You heard Trish's voice and turned your head to look at her. When she spotted you she gasped and sprinted to you. She violently shoved Narancia to the side and he fell to the ground, letting out a cry of pain and protest as Trish tackled you into a hug.

"You said you wouldn't leave again."

She hugged you tightly while tearing up. You hugged her back while smiling softly.

"But I came back, again."

She sniffled loudly and she buried her face in the crook of your neck.

"Y/n-"

Giorno started to talk but Abbacchio pushed him. Everyone was literally pushing each other to get to you.

"Go heal Bucciarati before he dies. Now."

Abbacchio looked at you and Trish hadn't let you go.

Giorno had started jogging back to the colosseum. The cat was rubbing against your legs and Narancia pushed Abbacchio to get Diavolo out of the water. Only to find he wasn't there and he was wasting his time.

You felt Trish's tears on your neck and rubbed her back. She was clinging to you like her life depended on it.

"We should go to Bucciarati and figure out what to do now."

You pulled away and everyone nodded.

"Yeah, Fugo should be there with Bucciarati and Giorno."

You nodded at Abbacchio's words but looked at Narancia. He confused you, at least what he did confused you but he just smiled at you and you looked away with a small smile.

You looked at all of them. Trish latched onto your arm, the Sex Pistols had found their way into your hair and Number Three was kicking a very emotional Number Five, Abbacchio was walking next to you, and Mista and Narancia were next to Abbacchio and were being huffy because they couldn't walk next to you.

"Who do you think is going to be boss now?"

You questioned and looked around.

"Bucciarati obviously."

Abbacchio scoffed.

"Bucciarati."

"Giorno."

"Me!"

You looked at Narancia in the end and your smile widened. You didn't have anything else to worry about so you could smile freely. It was over, and everyone was alive.