Dio Brando: A young boy who was adopted by the Joestar family after his father died. Upon growing up, grew to hate the Joestar son nicknamed Jojo and became a vampire in an attempt to kill him. Super strong with other powers, Dio is number one.

Dex-starr: A blue cat. After his owner died, some kids tried to kill him. With great rage in his heart, he was inducted into the Red Lanterns. Can make constructs with his ring, also vomits napalm blood. And napalm hairballs.

Cowboy Kermit The Frog: He's… Cowboy Kermit The Frog. I mean, come on, what else do you need to know?

This story takes place around 1890. Picks up after Dio tried to kill Jojo and failed, resulting in the Joestar mansion burning down and Dio being considerably messed up.

Chapter 1

What once was the majestic mansion of the Joestar family lies in smoldering ruins. It's been almost a week since the battle that was waged here. Small fires continue to burn, devouring the last of the wood from the structure. Shattered glass, crushed stone, and various furniture litter the land. There is no one left here after the battle that had taken place the previous night. But there is something else that witnessed that night...

Outside of the mansion grounds, just in the surrounding woods, a small marker stands. Its construction is simple, merely two planks nailed together in the shape of a cross. The silent witness to the whole event a week ago. The roaring flames, the blood-curdling screams, the lives lost, it bore witness to it all. But it paid it no mind. Its occupant rests peacefully in eternal slumber, the matters of this world no longer its concern.

Dark clouds roll in. The pitter-patter of rain starts slowly, but picks up. It hammers the ground of the grave. But something larger than a rain drops hits the mound of dirt, and slips its way through. Something dark. Something evil. Something black.

"Danny The Dog of Earth, you who loved your master more than anything on this world, how did no wrong, killed out of jealously by a creature that still walks this Earth."

"Danny The Dog of Earth."

"RISE."

"How I have lowered myself…" Dio says, wiping the blood from his mouth. The falling rain hits his scarred body, still weak and broken from his fight with Jojo. The gaping wound in his chest has closed, but not the hole in his pride. He is still but an infant's strength to what he was at the mansion, but his hate of Jojo still burns greatly.

Around him lies the pale and empty bodies of a small caravan that was passing through the woods. Gypsies. Peasants. Peons. Hardly worthy meals for the great Dio, he thinks to himself, but he needs their blood if he is to survive.

"Lord Dio," says Wang Chung, Dio's recently converted servant. He holds a crudely drawn pamphlet in his hands. "It seems these people were heading to a town called Windknights. It's on the coast, very out of the way, perfect for you to start your recovery and amassing an undead army."

"Hmph. That's not for you to decide," Dio says, snatching the paper from his servant's hands. It features a picture of the town, with a large castle along the coast. "With its occupants, I can start my own army and crush all within Dio's way. Just watch me, Jojo! From this Windknights, Dio will spread over England and crush you under him!"

Dio throws the paper into the mud. Stepping over the bodies, he enters into one of the carriages of the caravan. Wang Chung hops into the driver's seat, and whips the horses, signaling them to go.

Inside, Dio thinks of his defeat at the mansion by Jojo. "A mere human, defeating the great Dio," he sneers, but he knows that Jojo is no mere human, but was at one time, almost Dio's equal. Next time, Jojo won't have luck on his side. Next time, Dio will show him he is superior. Dio looks outside to see they have not moved from their position. He opens the door.

"Wang Chung, why haven't we moved?!" He shouts, but he needs no answer. In front of the carriage, he sees that the horses have been decapitated, their necks still spraying a red crimson mist that mixes with the rain. He places his hand on his head, clearly annoyed. "I told you not to kill the horses, you incompetent!"

"Master Dio, it was not me! Something…" Wang Chung starts, but is cut off as a black shadow grabs him and drags him into the woods. Dio does even blink, just lets out a 'hmph.' He jumps on top of the carriage, looking into the woods. Wang's scream echoes through the trees, but suddenly comes to an abrupt stop. Dio stands tense on the carriage. He's not fully recovered, but he can still put up a fight. But for such a creature to be able to take out Wang Chung, who was a lowly servant vampire but a vampire nonetheless, may prove an inconvenience for him.

The carriage rocks as something large slams into the side. Dio jumps off just in time, as the carriage goes hurdling over the woods crashing loudly in the distance. He lands in the mud amongst his previous meal.

"Urrrrryyyyyyy…" he bellows, under his breath, annoyed. Such power, he thinks. Could there be others like him in the world? Impossible, he thinks, Dio stands above all. He stares into the woods from the direction the object came from, but sees nothing. He narrows his eyes as he spots a smaller object flying towards him, the size of a cannonball. Dio puts out his arm to catch it, but it's not rigid, and instead his arm goes through it. He looks down by his shoulder where the object stopped to see it's the head of Wang Chung.

Before he can remove it, he is tackled to the ground. He slides through the mud and through the trees, knocking them down and splintering them until he stops against a large stump. He looks up to see what has him pinned. It's the charred, burned corpse of a large dog, it's mouth dripping with blood and saliva. A collar hangs from it's neck with a tag: Danny. Next to the tag dangles a black ring.

"UUUUUUUURRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYY!" Scream Dio, as the dog's powerful laws come down on his shoulder. It tears what remains of Wang's head and throws it aside, taking a large chunk of Dio's flesh with it. It turns back to Dio. The hollow caves where its eyes should be instead have a small piecing light shining through. It opens its jaws, wider and wider until they are straight up and down from each other, and then it slams down on Dio's chest. It begins piercing his skin. Dio lets out a laugh.

"Stupid beast. What makes you think you can take on Dio now?!" Dio shouts, shoving his hands under the beast's mouth and lifting it from his chest. He stands up holding the struggling dog. "Useless! YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED IN YOUR GRAVE!"

He flings the dog deeper into the forest, its body rocketing through more trees, sending splinters and chunks of wood about, skidding to a stop in the mud. It struggles to its feet put is slammed back down as Dio's fist hammers in to its head.

"Weak. Weak. WEAK. WEAK! WEAK WEAK WEAK WEAKWEAKWEAKWEAKWEAKWEAKWEAK WEAK!" Dio scream, as his fists rain down on the dog like the galloping hooves of a horse. He finishes his assault with a powerful knee under the dogs mouth, sending it rocketing into the sky, disappearing into the horizon. He turns, placing his hands in his pocket and walking back to the road. "Useless."

Dio only manages to take a few steps before he is pushed back onto the ground. He turns his head to see the dog has him pinned, this time from the back, it's legs holding his appendages down. His assault had little effect, if any, on the beast. The dog wastes no time as its jaw opens wide and slams into Dio's back. It tears into him, slowly ripping through his thick vampire flesh. He feels its grip tightening around his heart. He struggles, but the beast is stronger now somehow, holding him tightly to the mud. He feels his heart bulging, pressed against the beast teeth. But the pain suddenly stops as the dog is flung forward by a red beam.

Dio slowly struggles to his feet, feeling the open wound on his back slowly healing. His vision blurry, he sees in front of him a small figure of red, black, and blue.

"Meow," the creature says.

Back at the remains of the Joestar mansion, a small horse comes to a stop. It's rider hops off, and pats the beast on its head. It walks over to the mansion ruins, stopping where the front door used to be. It reaches out with its small green hand for a small stone that contains only a J of what used to read JOESTAR.

"J," says the small green man, tilting his hat up. "The letter J."

TO BE CONTINUED