Chapter one: Rise Dio…

Dio's only eye shot open and he sat up. He looked around and saw that he was in the same place he had died in… twice. The Drevis Mansion... Or, what was left of it. He looked up and saw Mrs. Drevis… Aya's mother. She was just barely floating above the ground, a purple aura around her body. Her hair waved around her body in a calmly

"Hello Dio." she said, her voice ringing like bluebells during the beginning of spring.

She smiled in a relived manner, which meant that she needed something, he knew that much. Dio looked around in alarm. She wouldn't have brought him back for his own mercy… 'I wish' he thought running his hand through his hair.

"What is it you need?" he asked in sincere concern.

But his voice was deeper. He stood up and his clothes looked and felt too small for him. He tore parts of his ragged pants to make them look like shorts that went to his knees and pulled his shirt off. 'There's really no point in wearing a shirt that looks like it's for a thirteen year old… But, I am thirteen. You don't exactly mature or age when you die.' he thought as he looked at the shirt he pulled off.

He turned his attention back to Monika with a puzzled look as if to say, "Am I even myself?" She couldn't help but giggle at the confusion on his face. "What?" he asked a bit irritated that she was laughing at him!

"Anyhow, I can see that you are confused, so I'll just tell you... I made you grow Dio. I need your help… The past is repeating itself."

'Wait… does she mean…?' he couldn't even finish the thought.

"But your husband's gone…"

He'd like to say dead, but Alfred's body was never found.

"Yes but Aya isn't…" she said staring at the sky.

Now Dio was confused. "I thought that you wanted Aya to live…" he said with a shaky voice.

He remembered how he had saved Aya from her mad father, and how he had a bandage over his….

He felt the right side of his face. The bandage was gone, leaving a gaping hole in his face. He slightly hung his head. Monika ripped off the end of her blue dress and tied it around Dio's head. Pulling at it to get the ripped cloth over his socket where a honey colored eye should be, identical to the other.

"My baby's been experimenting…"

"With what…?" he asked, hoping that it wasn't…

He looked into her sorrowful eyes.

"No way… Aya wouldn't-…" he trailed off.

He couldn't believe it. When he met her, that innocent ten year old girl… It had been four years since that day he met her. Now, she had taken her father's path in life. how was he going to look at her now? He's not even sure about how he feels right now at the moment.

"I need you to fix her. Please Dio. Take her far away from her new obsession…" she begged.

Dio grabbed her hand and kissed it. "I'd never let you down mam." He looked up at her with a reassuring smile.

"I'm glad…" she said pointing to the forests. "There. She lives in those woods in a cottage. Can you really save her Dio?" she asked.

He smirked. "Of course." He said proudly.

"Thank you… Now take your leave…" she gently ordered.

"But Dio."

He turned around to look at her.

"Be careful. I fear that she may be far more dangerous than her father was... And Alfred's soul is not yet at peace... He's out there somewhere. He's watching her... I can feel it. He hasn't gotten over her. He made a clone like I suggested before he killed me, but he still wants Aya. The real Aya. He will kill you again if you stand in his way.

!

He was standing in front of her house. He could just barge in there and grab her by the wrist and take her far away from this place. But not now, it was pitch black outside. "Keep your cool Dio…" he muttered as he rapped on her door and waited, hoping that Aya is the same as she was back then.