Now here is where things will divulge a bit. I felt bad for the last chapter so I wanted to get this out as fast as I could to make up for it.

Enjoy!


Chapter Seven:

An Evil 2,000 Years Dormant! (2)

"Curious."

The ancient warrior named Wamuu observed as the blue haired human's arm returned to its normal length, cradling the human he had not even noticed had been in front of him, only tasting the brief meal that was his arm.

"Did you see that as well, Wamuu?" Asked Esidisi, somewhat mockingly as he stood beside his comrade "I have not seen that move in quite a long time."

"Indeed, I believe the Hamon Tribe called it the "Zoom Punch"." He then crossed his arms "I thought we slaughtered them all before we rested." He stated, making Esidesi chuckle.

"They're resilent, I'll give them that."

Wamuu squinted his eyes again at the young hamon warrior, their gazes having met a moment prior. He had felt something in those eyes, something he had not seen in ages. Honor, compassion and a sense of righteousness! All the hamon users he had encountered before his rest were a cowardly lot who very rarely held a sense of honor, but this young man had sparked a fire within that had long since been extinguished.

"What are you two looking at?" asked master Kars, making Wamuu halt everything and turn to kneel at his feet.

"Lord Kars, it seems that the hamon tribe has survived. That young man over there used one of their ancient techniques in this new era."

Kars looked over to where Wamuu had gestured at the huddled group of humans, seeing the blue haired man himself. He studied the man's face for a moment, seeing the brief but familiar crackle of energy dispense from the user.

"It seems we didn't search hard enough in our last days." He then waved his hand and turned toward the stairs "Nevertheless, we will deal with that later. We have more important matters to attend to."

Wamuu winced but nevertheless nodded at the command of his master, rising to his feet.

"As you wish Lord Kars."

It was a shame, really. Two thousand years of slumber has made him restless, it seems. But he would not dare disobey Lord Kars, the stone was more important right now and afterwards he would have plenty of time to test the young man's strength.

"I'm going to end this before it begins!"

Wamuu turned around at the shout and saw a wave of what appeared to be bubbles heading toward him. A second later and he was completely surrounded by the small, fragile balls of soap. Strange, did the human shoot these from his hands? Curious, he extended his finger and popped it, resulting in a feeling coursing through him that almost seemed foreign given how long it had been since he felt it.

Pain. Hamon induced pain.

"Hamon…" he muttered to himself, looking over at the furious looking blonde human "It appears the hamon tribe is more resilient than we thought."

It was a curious way to evolve their techniques, but it was rather smart to surround him like this. But with a turn of his head, one of his hair decorations popped it harmlessly and one by one with a spin of his head, he began to pop every single one of them at lightning speeds.


"W-what? He's popping the bubbles!" Joseph yelled, Caesars face one of surprise when he saw this display.

"He knows about hamon!" the blonde man yelled. He then watched in a daze as every single bubble he had thrown at the ancient being had all been popped, the Pillar Man's head still whirling around "B-but how did he pop every single one? Unless…" the skin on his face suddenly stung with pain as blood trickled from suddenly appearing thin cuts on his cheeks "W-what the-"

"Get out of there Caesar! Those wires of his stirred up some kind of wind!" Speedwagon yelled, his eyes widening even more when he saw the blood leaking from the young hamon user's face "Shut your eyes, hurry!"

In the instant he said this, Caesar obliged and felts his eyelids along with the rest of his face go numb with pain as several cuts appeared all over his cheeks, forehead and two perfect slits right where his open eyes would have been, causing him to recoil to the ground.

"Caesar!"

Not responding to his name being called by the brown haired Joestar, the blonde young man wiped the blood from his face and did his best to ignore the pain as he got to his feet.

"You…you nearly killed my friend. I'm going to make you suffer for that!" he yelled, sending hamon coursing through his arms as he charged forward. Despite this declaration, The Pillar Man looked like he had grown bored of the man and had turned around to leave, which only served to add a splash of gasoline atop the already flaring rage for the blonde man. Caesar grabbed this opening by the throat as he got closer and closer until everything went white for a split second. He had heard the collective gasp from everyone in the room as everything came back to him, the pain that now shot through his neck the most prevalent thing he felt at the moment. He looked down, his breathing blocked and his whole body suspended in the air by the Pillar Man's right index and middle fingers.

"You hamon warriors require breathing, your weak points being your throat and lungs." He stated, his eyes narrowing into slits "I will say this only once: come back and face me when you are stronger, hamon warrior. Only then will Wamuu grant you an honorable death."

And with this, he flicked his wrist with the force of a man beckoning for his dog, sending the man crashing into the nearby pillar and collapsing onto the ground, motionless.

"Alright, you've had your fun Wamuu. Let's get out of here and find the stone." Esidisi said, earning a nod from Wamuu as the three turned to leave.


If Jonathan's eyes grew any wider, they would pop out and roll around like marbles on a greased slope. He had seen the horrors of what a vampire could do, but this was something new altogether. With Dio, he took comfort in the fact that his adoptive older brother underestimated him and his hamon, but these beings, these monsters; they knew what hamon was capable of and it would only make things much harder than he anticipated.

He looked down at his hands, seeing the golden energy flowing into the stump that used to be Mark's arm and he sighed, stopping the energy.

"I have healed his arm as best I could, Speedwagon. Please watch over him." The gentleman said, handing the now sleeping soldier to his friend who took him without hesitation.

"What do you plan on doing, Mr. Joestar?" he asked, his concern only growing when the giant of a man got to his feet and clenched his fist.

"We have to stop these monsters, here and now." He said, walking over to where his grandson was rapidly clearing his throat for some reason. Upon seeing his grandfather coming over, he stopped and smirked at the bored looking Pillar Men.

"Hey, you're forgetting two more hamon users right here! Don't leave without getting acquainted with us first!" he said, marching over to Caesar and prying open his eye "Hmm, yeah he just got your eyelids playboy, don't worry about it."

Wamuu watched all of this curiously, his boredom wearing away when the intriguing warrior from earlier came up beside the buffoon who was talking.

"Guess those bubbles of yours weren't all they were cracked up to be, eh Caesar?" he taunted, marching back over to his ancestor, who's look of curiosity with a slight tint of disapproval made him wave his hand and produce a set of clackers "Now it's time to introduce my technique!"

"Technique? Joseph, I'm sorry but-"

"Watch and learn, gramps!" Joseph said, ignoring Jonathan as he spun the clackers around rather impressively, stopping shortly after to smirk. However, he did not see one of the clackers keep its momentum from the sudden stop and it smacked him on the back of the head.

"Oh no!"

"Joseph, are you alright?" Jonathan asked, kneeling down next to his groaning grandson and helped him to his feet while the young man rubbed his aching head.

"Despicable, acting like a fool even while going up against that monster!" Caesar spat, getting up and joining a confused Speedwagon.

"No, gramps!" Jospeh whispered to Jonathan, making him perk his ear up "I'm trying to distract him so you can get a hit in!"

Jonathan raised a dubious eyebrow

"What? Joseph you didn't need to hurt yourself to do that." He said, earning a low growl from Joseph.

"Look, I know you fought Dio and stuff, but I've fought one of these things before. These guys aren't easy like vampires, they're really freaking tough! So we need to use dirty trick in the book if we want to win."

Jonathan stared for a moment before nodding

"I understand Joseph but that isn't-"

"Are you two done conversing over there?" Wamuu asked impatiently "I thought you were going to fight me."

"Oh we are, don't worry!" Joseph said, popping his neck "Just working out some kinks first, just hold your horses!"

Wamuu glared at the two men and looked over his shoulder at his two masters, who looked at him expectantly. The two masters looked at each other for a moment and nodded, Esidisi turning back to their companion.

"If you like, we will wait outside Wamuu. You should have no problem dealing with these two." Esidisi said. Wamuu contemplated this and, after a moment, nodded.

"Yes, I shall test these warrior's skills. You may leave if you wish, my masters."

The two Pillar Men nodded and continued their journey outside, heading up the set of stairs into the night. Meanwhile, Joseph was doing his best to come up with something that even resembled a plan. He had heard from his grandmother and Speedwagon that his grandfather was an honorable fellow and while he respected that, he knew it would do him no good against the likes of the Pillar Men. But from the look he was getting right now, he knew he would have to adapt.

"Wow, I guess granny wasn't wrong about you being honorable." Joseph said with a smirk, earning a smile from Jonathan.

"Do not worry Joseph, you may fight as you wish. If you need help, just let me know, but first." He said and turned toward Wamuu, who held his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and impatience.

"You seem the honorable type, would you prefer a one on one battle or to take us both at once?" he asked, making Caesar and Joseph wince while Speedwagon just gasped.

"Is he so stupid to ask such a question? Just kill that monster already!" Caesar yelled, but to no avail as the warrior Pillar Man crossed his arms and chuckled.

"Ah, it seems I was right about you, honorable hamon warrior." He then unfolded his arms "It matters not to me; I will take you both at once."

Jonathan nodded and took a deep breath, his powerful hamon coursing through his body and up his arms.

"Then prepare yourself, Wamuu. I, Jonathan Joestar, shall be your opponent!" he yelled, raising his fist in preparation. Joseph smirked and leapt beside his grandpa, doing a similar pose.

"Yeah, get ready for the wrath of the Joestar family!" the brown haired man yelled, spinning his clackers around for a moment as he infused them with hamon, tossing them shortly afterward.

Wamuu moved his head slightly to the right and dodged the toy, the balls getting stuck in the pillar behind him. Joseph groaned but acted unfazed as he pulled out another set.

"Go get 'em grandpa!"

Jonathan nodded and met his opponent's eyes. Unlike his late adoptive brother, whose eyes always seemed to hold contempt and deceit, even when they fought, Wamuu's held a deep pride, much like another warrior he had encountered on his way to fight Dio, Bruford. Similar to then, it almost made him want to quit fighting. Maybe if he filled him up with enough hamon it would calm his spirit?

Tossing these thoughts aside, Jonathan let out a yell as he charged Wamuu, who remained unfazed.

"Take this, Hamon of the sun!" he yelled, aiming his fist at the Pillar Man's face. It was then that he witnessed one of the strangest, most bizarre things in his life. Instead of moving his whole body to dodge the blow, Wamuu's neck simply stretched and his chest caved into itself to where his punch hit nothing "W-what in the world!?"

Wamuu simply smirked and Jonathan reared back for another attack.

"Sendo Wave Kick!" He yelled, charging hamon into his knee as he raised it up to meet Wamuu's abs. Again, the Pillar Man's body contorted away from his strike, turning his body into the shape of a Z.

"I can't hit him!"

"Come on, you can do better than this." The ancient warrior said, smirking as Jonathan growled at him.

"Surprise!" Joseph yelled, coming up from Wamuu's right blind spot. While this indeed surprised Wamuu, it was not quick enough as he dodged the spinning volley of clackers by caving in his entire right side, almost making Joseph fall over "D-damn it, thought I had him!"

Both of them jumped back as Wamuu's body bended back to its normal shape.

"A shame, I thought one of you would have gotten a hit on me by now." He said, flicking one of his hair wires. Joseph smirked.

"We're just getting warmed up, buddy." he said, looking over Wamuu's shoulder for just a second "Oh yeah, you got something right about here." He said, reaching up to scratch his head.

Confused, Wamuu listened closely and heard the unmistakable crackle of hamon from behind him, making him turn as quick as he could. He proved too slow, as the clackers slammed into his skull, burning away the flesh and eroding the skull beneath as it flew back into the waiting hands of Joseph. Jonathan could not believe his eyes. While a part of him was amazed at this, seeing the versatility of hamon used so cleverly, a smaller part of him was disappointed in the use of a dishonorable attack. Wamuu on the other hand, just stood there stunned, his eyes wide and his wound glowing from the hamon.

"Gotcha!" Joseph yelled, "That was my clacker boomerang, I planned it all along when I threw that first clacker into the pillar! This is modern way to fight!"

He ran up to the seemingly stunned Pillar Man and punched him in the face, his fist fueled with a tiny bit of hamon as he rapidly hit Wamuu in the face.

"This'll teach you to be so arrogant!" he screamed.

"Joseph that's enough, I think this may be a trap!" Jonathan yelled, grabbing the almost identical man by the shoulder and pulling him back as Wamuu's body began to tremble.

"Hit me more! I deserve it for letting you be the first to scar my face." He said, his tone hiding an anger Jonathan did not want to tempt any more. Joseph, while feeling slightly more cautious at his grandfathers warning, still felt an anger boiling inside him that begged him to just get in one more punch.

"Oh yeah? Well here's another one for ya!"

He reared his fist back for another strike but it was grabbed by the much stronger Jonathan.

"Joseph, that is enough! Can't you see the look in his eyes?" he asked, turning his head to meet the shadow covered eyes "He's hiding something dangerous and if you keep hitting him, he's going to use it on you!"

Joseph grunted and rubbed the spot where he was grabbed, looking over his wounded opponent. While it looked like he was trembling, the Pillar Man was actually tightening every muscle in his body, enough to where it looked like his veins would burst at any moment, making the brown haired man back up slightly.

"Uh yeah, something doesn't seem right here."

Wamuu chuckled, the spasming of his muscles getting faster with every passing second.

"Ah, you two were smart enough to see it! I let you pummel me to pay me back for letting my guard down, but now," he moved his arms slowly, seeming to leave echoes of where they once were as they moved to opposite ends of his chest "That lesson of mine is over."

The air in the room slowly began to blow, ruffling the two hamon warrior's hair as it picked up speed.

"Hurry up and finish him off, you two!" Speedwagon yelled at the two men, who barely heard him over the building wind.

"Gramps, we need to get behind something!" Joseph screamed and turned, stopped only by his grandfather's strong grip.

"Joseph, let's hit him with everything we've got!" Jonathan yelled, his fist radiating with the glow of hamon. Joseph nearly called him crazy, but shook off his fear and donned both of his clackers when he saw the downright inspiring amount of determination in his ancestor's eyes.

"Now you're speaking my language, gramps!"

Wamuu extended both of his arms and they both began to spin in opposite directions, his left clockwise and his right counter clockwise, whipping up a ferocious wind as the two warriors charged him.

"Clacker Volly!"

"Sunlight Yellow Overdrive!"

"Divine Sandstorm!"

Everything went black for all three combatants, the wind howling as screams from everyone in the room echoed into the night.