What A Wonderful World: Part 2

"Hello?"

It's me, when can you get here? Everything is going according to plan. It is just like you said. The freedom I now feel is invigorating."

"Maybe a couple hours, I don't know. I'll have to check the schedule. You always call at the most inopportune times, you know that?"

"You know me so well. But know isn't the time to complain."

"How much time do we have left?"

"They probably made it to the Speedwagon Foundation by now. Time is short. I'd say about two days. Things are playing out well."

"What about the girl? She has to be a major pain in the ass. Don't underestimate her. Her stand may look weak, but it is resourceful. That makes her unpredictable. Her unpredictably makes her dangerous."

"I know that. You think highly of her don't you? Whose side are you on anyway?"

"Mine. If they made it to the Speedwagon Foundation that means he will be returning to action. That is very interesting. I wonder how he will react once he finds out who has returned."

"He knew. He always known. I'm of the belief that he thought that Jolyne could change him. He isn't the same man we once knew. I think death has a way of changing people. Though be the cautious man he is, he warned her to keep him at arm's length. We both know how manipulative he can be."

"I wouldn't know anything about that. She is naive, but she's no fool. His heart isn't black. Maybe she reminded him of someone else."

"I doubt that. He didn't have wifes, only lovers. Whatever forces that made him gravitate towards her, are for reasons I cannot understand."

"Maybe that is for the best."

"You know, all this time we spent talking you could have been searching for a schedule to get here."

"I have been relax."

"So then I will see you soon."

"If they don't find me first."

"I highly doubt that."

"Then I'll wear a hoodie then."


Man, what the hell have I gotten myself into? Dion is gone. I don't have the slightest clue where the hell he could be. That name he called himself by, where have I heard that before? It sounds so familiar. Emporio should be back with word from the Speedwagon Foundation any minute now. I have been here tending to Weather Report and Annasui.

"They got it Jolyne." I hear Emporio said.

"Thank you." I said. "Hey Emporio, can you check on Weather Report for me? I kind of got my hands full over here."

"Sure." Emporio said going to another room.

I stitched up the left open wound Annasui had. He risked his life for me. I intertwine my fingers with his. He'll make it through this. I know he will. I don't think I could face Dion and Pucci alone. Not without him standing by my side. Dion must have been the inside man. If he is with Pucci then there is no other explanation. It's not like he went to him because he had nowhere left to turn to. It couldn't be that.

"GET OFF ME ASSHOLE." I hear Weather yell.

I get up and run over to Weather's room. I see Emporio laying on the ground holding his head. Weather is barely standing.

"What the fuck is going on in here?" I said.

Weather Report shakes his head.

"Everybody just get the hell out, now." Weather Report said.

I know he going to tell me what to do in my own house. If I don't let my father do that, why should I let him? He is in for a rude awakening.

"How about you calm the fuck down, and tell us what is going on?" I said.

He sits on the bed holding his head.

"Years, years of bullshit coming flooding back." Weather Report said with a blank stare. "My whole life has been a lie. I don't know who I am anymore. Domenico Pucci, Wes Bluemarine, I once said that names didn't matter. That's because I never knew my own fucking name. Now I have two. Dion gave me a new name, a new life. But he's just as responsible for doing this to me as my brother."

That was a mouthful.

"Slow down, what are you talking about?" I said grabbing his shoulder.

He takes my hand off.

"Enrico Pucci is my twin brother." Weather Report said.

I jump back a bit. Weather is Pucci's brother? That can't be right. There has been too much information for me to process at one time. From what's going on with Dion, and now this. If anybody understands this, please tell me because I'm about to go insane.

"My memories were stolen from me." Weather Report said. "My brother will pay for what he's done to me. For what he has done to Perla."

I can see the rage inside him boiling. Something is starting to form on his neck. It can't be. He gets up and storms out of the place.

"Jolyne where is Weather going?" Annasui said.

Oh, thank god he's okay.

"I don't know, but we need to go after him." I said going to my room and getting my keys. "Emporio, stay here and hold down the fort. Annasui, let's go. We can't lose him."

At least the last couple days haven't been boring. I can say that much. Before this, I was considering giving myself another ring. There is a sense of excitement next to fear. I remember Dion once told me, embrace your fears. It means you'r close, it means you are ready. You have been to be willing to sacrifice everything to get everything. I guess my ready.

Annasui and I race out the door to chase after Weather Report.


I don't see a lot of people outside. I wonder why that is, it's a nice night. Annasui and I ran down a couple blocks, nothing. Where the hell did he go? I feel something rubbing against my shoe. I look down and see a snail. I don't see many sails around here.

"Jolyne, look down there." Annasui said pointing down the street.

I look where he's pointing and see more snails. Just what is going on. I feel the chill of the wind blowing. It must be Weather Report. We race down the street. Whatever is going on, I want to know. We turn the corner and see even more snails. Following the trail, we see Weather Report. What are the odds of this, and Pucci standing on a car above him. Two birds with one stone.

"I see the crowd is here." Pucci said as his and Weather Reports stands collide.

Did there stands always look like that? I'm sure Whitesnake had a different look. With a crown or something like that.

"Get back." Weather Report said. "This is between me and him. I would like to keep it that way if you two don't mind."

"Diver Down." Annasui said activating his stand.

"You fool." Weather Report said.

"C-Moon." Pucci said.

Then I feel myself becoming heavy. It's becoming very hard to stand. I'm being brought to my knees. Annasui isn't faring much better. I find myself on the ground trying to stand. Come on, get up. He's right there. Everything that happened is his fault. I can't let this opportunity go to waste. Pucci walks towards me.

"I have the power of gravity at my disposal." Pucci said. "I could kill you now, like the peon you are. But it's not up to me, it's up to him."

I managed to look up. No, not him. Dion walks into view with his arms folded. He takes a dep breath. Weather Report gets up. I can see the fury in him. Sails start to fall from the sky. Dion smiles at him.

"I see you remember." He said keeping his arms folded. "Must be hard for you. Dating your sister, seeing her being raped to death, being hung, or knowing that your brother was the puppet master behind it all."

"Slience." Weather Report said as his stand throws a punch.

Dion caught it with his bare hand.

"Want to be shown fear, I'll show you fear." Dion said with a smile.

"Dion, no…" I cried out.

"The world." Dion said activating his stand freezing time.

His stand always scared me. It's because I am aware I'm in frozen time. I can feel it. The seconds pass like hours. I can't move when this happens. Seeing things happen and being unable to do anything in my eyes is a fucked up form of torture. Dion walks up to Weather Report and punches him in the gut. Time resumes and Weather Report is sent flying into a pole bending it.

"Your stand can't affect me." Dion said looking down at Weather Report. "You can't leave a make on my face. Look at me. Because I'm about to tell you the most important thing you will ever hear in your life. You don't matter. Do you understand that? You don't matter. What you want, what you need, doesn't matter. For all of this reasons, I'm going to kill you."

He can't. He wouldn't. I thought they were friends. I see the big smile on Pucci's face. Weather Report gets to his feet. He looks at me then I Pucci. I turn my finger to string. I slowly move it towards Pucci. Come on, just a little more. I wrap the string around Pucci's leg then I pull back tripping him. Weather Report jumps on Pucci and they roll around. Pucci kicks him off. Dion looks unfazed by our heat of the moment plan.

"That was pathetic." Dion said.

Weather Report smiles at him. Which only frustrates Dion more.

"Whatever, I just figured out the perfect way to execute you." Dion said pulling out a lot of knives. "Any last words? Any smart remarks?"

Weather Report jumps in the air.

"Useless, the world." Dion said freezing time again.

Weather Report is frozen. I see Dion jump to a nearby building. Dion throws the knives at Weather Report. There like one in every direction. There is way to escape it.

"You will always be a friend, goodbye Dion." I see Weather Report mouth the words.

"Best friend, farewell." Dion mouthed back.

Time restarts and Weather Report is struck with the knives that surrounded him. He falls the ground.

"NOOOO." I cried.

Dion stares at Weather Report's bloody body. Pucci walks next to him.

"So what do we do with them?" Pucci said looking at me and Annasui.

"Leave them, they are less than nothing." Dion said. "We mustn't lose sight of our goal. Fighting and killing them would only be a waste of time. We don't have time to play around with them. Let's go."

Pucci leaves. Dion lingered for a moment. As Pucci left I felt the weight a gravity become less and less. I get to my knees and Dion is standing over me. His cold red eyes are piercing a hole through me.

"Dion…" I said.

"It's DIO." He quickly interuppted.

"DIO, it didn't have to be this way." I pleaded with him.

"You made your choice." He countered.

"What do you expect me to do, how you expect me to react?" I said.

"I expected you to trust me." DIO said as I see the fury in his eyes.

"I'm sorry." I said as tears started to form.

"What's done is done." He said.

"So what now?" I said. "I didn't have to be like this."

"Yes it did, goodbye Jolyne." He said walking away.

The way he is walking, it's like his back is telling me, I'll kill you if you chase after me. Once Dion/DIO left, the gravity is gone. Annasui and I go to Weather Report. I cry like a baby. I didn't really get to know Weather Report, but he was a friend. He did risk his life to help, despite the fact that he didn't know us.

"It's alright, Jolyne." Annasui said putting a hand on my shoulder.

"How is this alright?" I told him. "He didn't deserve this. Nobody deserves to die like this. I hate him, I hate him. What could be the reason for this?"

"Jolyne listen to me." Annasui said. "People have called me a murderer. The papers call me that, and I can't say I disagree with them. When people ask me would I sacrifice myself for the sake of my family, I would say no. I'd probably give the same response if asked that now. My heart was never moved by them. But I know that I'd be willing to risk my life for something that was able to revive me. Revive the dead, because I used to be dead. I saw his last words as well."

He looked at Weather's body and walked towards it.

"Weather and I were the same." He said kneeling down. "As much as I don't want to admit it. Dion revived him. Dion saved him. Dion set him free. Free from his pain, free from his sorrows. He couldn't live like this anymore. The weight of his burdens would have crushed him. He even left proof for us."

He picks up a disk and hands it to me. It's Weather Report's stand disk.

"Looks like Weather made the most of Pucci's abilties." Annasui continued. "It might only be a fragment of what Weather could do, but it should be of use."

I hold it close and crumble to the ground.

"Let me hear for voice, one last time." I cried out. "I just want to talk to you one more one more time, it the breeze."


"Is this the place?"

"Yes it is. So ah, where is my compensation?"

"There you are. Keep the change"

"Why thank you. Just let me, there we go"

"Keeping money in your breasts. A bit unorthodox, but resourceful. I'll give you that much."

"To each there own right?"

"I guess so. Can you point me in the direction of the Kennedy Space Center?"

"I could do more than that for the right price."

"I'm good thanks, but if you need some more money. There you go."

"It's that way."

"You have been a great help, thank you."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Why didn't you help that young man back there."

"When I have to repeat something that only needs to be said once, it means the listener is unintelligent. Anyways I must be going."


Author's note: Not much longer now. Not much longer until the end.