Chapter 1
It's been a month since Giorno Giovanna had become the boss of Passione. Drug eradication was effective but its far from successful yet. The targeted buyers have narrowed but still drug dealers are sprouting like mushrooms.
"Mista take cover!" Giorno sat behind a crate to cover from the barrages of flying bullets.
"Im surprise you decided to join the raid, Giorno." Mista said, running towards the cover.
"I atleast have to prove to those who oppose me that I'm not someone who just sits pretty."
The grown flowers from the crate deflected the bullets back to the attacking mob.
"But this raids are easy, Fugo or me could handle it"
Mista took his Sex Pistols and shot one bullet, with his 6 stands riding.
"I like how discipline they are, all align in a row…"
"Eat this!" After the bullet reached the end of the line each one kicked the bullets directly to everyone's head.
"See Giorno, I told you, it was a piece pf cake." Mista got out of the cover.
"Don't drop your guard yet, Mista!"
Giorno sensed something was odd. He looked around but saw no one, neither above nor on the shady sides.
Unknowingly, a rat ran towards Mista. It touched him, immediately after that a light surrounded Mista.
"Mista!" Giorno unleashed Golden Experience so that he could erase a little more distance between them.
He successfully pushed Mista away from the ambiguous light before it fully explode but sacrificed himself in return.
"Giorno!" As he heard Giorno scream inside the lights, he saw Golden Experience vanished.
After the explosion, he quickly ran to Giorno's unconscious body.
"Hey Giorno" Mista put his arms around Giorno and shake him to wake up.
"Hey Giorno, GIORNO!" Mista was about to give up hope…
"Hmmmp~ Mista what happened?" Giorno opened his eyes.
"I'm glad your okay… wait, are you sure you're not dead."
"What kind of dumb question is that Mista?"
Giorno stood up, out of Mista's arms and brushed off the dust on his garments.
"That might be there leader's Stand ability, I didn't notice the rat running towards you, this is partially my fault, my apologies Mista."
"What are you saying Giorno! You're the one who's hurt, ya know. And besides, what kind of Stand does their boss have, a bomb or something?"
"The intel only tells us that his stand can't attack without a moving medium. It's a long range Stand."
"That is such an inconvenience, no wonder he's hiding, must be a weakling."
"It doesn't mean that he's hiding he's a weakling, you know that better than anyone."
"Right, Right, so should we look around if he's still around?"
"Okay, let's try that, GOLDEN EXPERIENCE!" Giorno tried to unleash his stand.
"Eh? What happened Giorno?"
"Somehow, Golden Experience doesn't show up"
"This is bad, Let's abort the mission Mista."
"Aye, Aye captain! …but how about your stand Giorno?"
"We need more intel on there leader, Genere Feccia."
"If you say so."
The two took off from the now empty hideout and went back to the base.
"You should take a rest Giorno." Mista said with a yawn.
"Yeah, I guess I'll do that."
"I'll be off then"
"…By the way Mista…"
"Hm? What is it Giorno?" Mista turned to Giorno
"Thank you again for today."
"I told you already, there's no need for that, were friends right? Besides, you're the boss, I can't leave you alone."
"It doesn't hurt to thank my most trusted right-hand man, does it?" Giorno put his usual confident charming smile.
Mista blushed while scrubbing the back of his head.
"If you say so then…hehehe" Mista giggle from his flustered cheeks.
"Well then I'll take my leave boss." Mista took off and Giorno went to bed.
The Next Day,
"Yawn~ I'm late again, I mean who leaves there house before 5 A.M… , I guess it's just me."
Mista was about to visit Giorno's office when he was startled by a woman's screaming on the second floor. Mista hurriedly ran up the stairs.
"Who was that? Which room was it? The hell with this mansion so many rooms. I guess I'll check Giorno's bedroom."
He ran to Giorno's bedroom in his panicked state but something stopped him from turning the knob.
"Wait, a woman? Giorno with a woman? He doesn't seem the type…maybe he's secretly a chad…he's a man and he's a boss so no wonder." Mista thought and knocked on the door.
"Is anyone there?" He called out to the person behind the door.
"I guess, I'll take a look. Giorno won't scold me,right? I mean I'm his most trusted right-hand man." Mista slowly opened the door.
"Giorno?...Haaa~" Mista was in utter shock to see the one in front of his eyes.
A woman wearing Giorno's sleeping attire, flowy golden locks and a startled sparkling emerald-like eyes pointed towards him.
"Mista? I don't know what's happening but I woke up like this…"
"Ehhhh! You're seriously Giorno?" Mista still can't believe that the pretty lady in front of him was Giorno but he is also relieved it wasn't Giorno's woman.
"It must be the ability of the enemy's stand that attacked you last night." Mista said.
"I think so too, I think he has the ability to erase his targets characteristics which he sees as threats. For me, it was my stand and the fact that I'm a man. That is still just hypothesis though."
"Seriously, he fells like a sissy and a simpleton, how does being a man becomes a threat? Are you sure he's really a guy?"
"That's what the intel says. We need to find more information about this Feccia guy and quickly as possible."
To Be Continued -