Ch. 11
(Edit, due to it's convenience to write, I changed "The ripple" into "Hamon". Thank you for your continued support!)
"Have humans evolved while I was asleep?" Santana asked, not expecting an immediate answer.
Joseph was charging towards him. "You bastard! I'll blast you with Hamon!" He struck his fist into Santana, but he wasn't affected. "Wha?! Hamon doesn't work!" Joseph exclaimed.
Stroheim was shaking. "Oh no! This isn't about war anymore… Th-This world is finished!" Joseph looked at his fist, then noticed that the blood of the soldiers was reacting to Hamon. "It's like Straights' scarf! Hamon is flowing down his body and reacting to the blood on the floor!"
"As I thought… His body and mine repel each other." Santana noted. His skin folded open to reveal a large hole where Joseph's fist was. He was planning on swallowing it up whole! Joseph screamed. Stroheim, Speedwagon and I all jumped. Don't tell me…. He lost his hand!? I didn't know he lost it like this! He always said he lost it in a cars accident. (He was insistent on saying "Cars" for whatever reason)
"Ahh! My fist!" He yelled.
Then he slowly revealed a fist,
then a finger,
3 fingers,
all of them….
"It's… It's still there! Heh, just a joke! I moved my hand in time and was saved!" He laughed nervously. I sighed. Spoiler warning: You won't be laughing the next time.
"But… what is happening? Hamon doesn't work!" He bit his bottom lip in frustration. Speedwagon explained to him, "No you're wrong, it has a different effect! Hamon is protecting your body from being absorbed!" "However," Stroheim added "He is much stronger than Straights! Do not underestimate him!"
Joseph crouched down. "Damn, this sucks. I better think of something! At least a way to escape to safety!" Stroheim reprimanded him for that. "No way, we cannot let him out! He is a danger to humanity!" Joseph looked back at him and stood up. "Oh, shut it! Have you forgotten that this was your fault? Besides, it's just putting more pressure on me! Bastard!" He only just remembered that he was fighting Santana. The large man was charging right at him. Joseph didn't have time to react, and he was flicked on the head so hard, he flew into the air! He hit the ceiling, then fell to the ground. "But... " He gasped. He bounced up and kicked a knife into Santana's arm. His arm looked like it turned into some kinda rubber. Joseph responded quickly. "But how will you dodge this?!" He maneuvered his foot into Santana's face. He knocked his eye! "Got him!" He celebrated. But his face sunk in! His skull and eyes are like rubber too!
"What physical ability!" Stroheim reacted. "But as you can see, his body can contort itself in weird ways!" Speedwagon and I called out to Joseph. "Jojo! Watch out!"
Santana kicked him into the air. He was knocked unconscious.
"JOJOOOOO!" Speedwagon shrieked.
Santana stuck his fingers into Joseph's head. "Hm, what is it? An energy from breathing... energy in the blood? But when he loses consciousness, he is a normal human." He then picks him up, and begins to absorb him!
I was going to move, but Speedwagon leaped out of his wheelchair! I grabbed him before he fell. "Jojoooo! Noooo! Use Hamon!" He seemed to cry out. "Mr. Speedwagon! Calm down!" I tried to console him.
Stroheim was shaking, then he turned around. "It's over! I'll have to blow this whole facility up!" He ran to the control panel. "Oh no, you don't!" I let go of Speedwagon and sprinted over to Stroheim. I'm not letting my chance to be happy again get blown away in some self-destructive Nazi base!
"Glory to our country!"
I don't think so! "Stone Free!" I wrapped my finger string around him. "Wh-!" He struggled in my grasp. I didn't have good footing, so I was struggling to hold on.
Just then, "Wait! Stroheim, slow down! I was waiting for him to absorb me! So that I could do…" He used Hamon, and tore Santana to shreds. "...This!"
Santana's body bits and Joseph flew in opposite directions of each other.
"I understand how his absorption works! His body absorbs each individual cell!" Joseph was in the middle of working out his epiphany, while Santana was about to reform.
I turned my arm into a string, while my fist was still whole. "Ora!" I threw my punch, literally, at Santana's torso. He's not gonna get away!
I wrapped it around him. and ran towards Joseph. Santana took a second to process what was going on, then he worked it out that it was me! He glared at me as I sprint. I went to Joseph and helped him up. "You alright?" He nodded. "As alright as I can be." He grabbed a chain and wrapped it around the man. I let go of my grip.
"The body parts are trying to return to normal, right? I've seen that trick before!"
He yelled at Stroheim. "Stroheim! This guy is weak against the sunlight, right?" Stroheim didn't answer, so I threw a helmet at him. "Huh? Oh, yes! It said on the cave walls!"
He nodded, then looked at me. "Jotaro! Open the doors!" I understood, and ran to the door to open it, but Stroheim yelled at me, and pushed me away from it. "What are you doing?! Don't let him out!" I was about to push him back, but Joseph already made it to the door and opened it. "Stroheim, cut it out! I'm going to beat Santana with the sun!" He hauled Santana up the steps slowly.
Speedwagon noticed something was off. "Jojo! That heavy breathing… Your ripple breathing is off! Use Hamon!" Joseph grunted. "I'm trying, but I'm tired, damnit! Jotaro! Go help Uncle Speedwagon out of his straitjacket!" I refused. "What about the other door?!" "Shut up and listen to me!" I sighed. I guess I've been demoted to chore-boy. I ran over to help Speedwagon out.
"Don't bother with me! Help Jojo!" He shouted at me. "Sorry, can't do that. Captain's orders." I was struggling with the buckles on the jacket when I heard Joseph scream. Me and Speedwagon looked up, and Joseph's leg was covered in skin bits! Absolutely disgusting! "He's trying to drag me back! You bastard!"
Santana's low voice could just barely be made out from where I was. "I slept for two thousand years… but for humans like these to be born while I sleep….. Well, I guess humans can evolve."
I wanted to jump in, but Stroheim did it for me. Nice, Nazi-guy!
"I'll take it from here, Joestar!" I could hear him proudly say. I was relieved, so I started fidgeting with Speedwagon's straitjacket again.
"You pieces of trash…!" Santana snarled.
I couldn't see from here, but I heard Stroheim's screams.
"Can't you go any faster?" Speedwagon urged me. "I'm going as fast as I can right now!" I snapped back.
I put all my attention into these stupid buckles, then I heard several clicks. Yes! They're off! I ran towards the stairs, and that's when I heard; "Yeah! I want you to cut it!" Sounded like Stroheim. "Sorry!" That was Joseph. I heard the sound of a chop, then the door creaking open. I looked up the stairs. Stroheim's leg was cut off!
At least they managed to open the door! I ran up the stairs. I saw that Santana was weakened. His body was turning to stone. Oh, sweet! An opportunity! Maybe it's impossible to convince him, but it may be possible to force him to sleep until 2012!
He was still moving, and he started to fold his body! He was up to something. I used my arm to hold him back, but my arms have already begun to hemorrhage due to the strain. Santana dove into Stroheim's open wound.
