TheCommonCold: Let's be honest, that theme is fire! And yes...shit is indeed real.
TheSBRDude: You'll have to wait and see my friend.
Kosaku Valentine: And I encourage you to keep writing! I'm glad you've taken inspiration from my story, I honestly thought that people would hate it! And I have you credit because you deserve it! Not many people would go out of their way to help out another writer, so thank you for your ideas!
Iron: It isn't over yet...who knows, maybe they aren't as dead as you thought...
Also, I wanted to have an Infinity War moment, where the heroes are so very close to defeating the villain, only for something to go horribly wrong. When Rohan used Heaven's Door on Valentine, that was gonna be it, Valentine was through. Unfortunately, Okuyasu using The Hand was essentially the equivalent of Star Lord punching Thanos.
Coolk: He won't face off against The World...but he will experience a time stop.
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Hot Pants felt like shit.
Yeah, she was still alive, she had grabbed onto the train at the last second, and squirted a mass of flesh at the ground, making it seem like she made an impact. She was just about to crawl inside the car when Diego crashed through the window with the President...
And now here she was, with a possible concussion, desperately trying to put her friend back together. She had already bound his wounds with Cream Starter, but he wasn't waking up...
"Come on Diego...wake up! You have to wake up! Please..."
Tears began streaming down Hot Pants bloody face as she shook Diego, but with no response. It happened again...someone died because of my foolishness...my little brother, and now Diego...
Her memories of having fun with the others, laughing at Diego's feral antics, they all came rushing back to her.
She pulled him into her arms and embraced him. "I'm sorry...Diego...I-I love you..."
...
Jotaro bolted through the woods, desperately trying to find his students. He ended up in a small clearing, where Izuku was kneeling down, casts around his broken arms, screaming into the night.
"What the hell happened?!" Jotaro demanded. Izuku turned to him, years on his face. "Th-they t-to...th-they took...Ka-"
"They kidnapped Bakugo..." Todoroki finished, his face made it clear that he was upset.
Jotaro's eyes widened, before he looked down in shame. Bakugo was never his favorite, but as his teacher it was his job to protect him...Now the League had him...and Kyoka was on the verge of suffocating...
He had already failed as a father, and now he couldn't even get being a teacher right.
...
"Johnny, what do we do?" Gyro asked nervously.
"I have no idea..." Johnny responded.
"He's just levitating there...menacingly..."
"He got some new power from the Corpse..."
Johnny looked over and saw said Corpse was lying on the desert floor, the light was originating from it. "The Corpse is generating the light...it's the source of his power...we gotta nab it."
"Kujo! Zeppeli! It's over, I have the advantage!" Valentine's voice boomed from the sky. "Your allies have been scattered, and the Corpse favors me! If you abandon this foolish mission of yours...I won't kill you where you stand."
"How are we going to do this? We have no idea what he's capable of!"
"Don't worry, I have a plan."
Gyro turned to his friend with an expression of surprise. Johnny looked eerily calm, considering the circumstances.
"A plan?!"
"It's a special technique, passed down in the Joestar family for generations. It might be enough for us to grab the Corpse from him..."
Gyro was brimming with excitement. "Alright Johnny, let's use that secret technique of yours! Why do I have to do?"
Johnny grinned. "Just follow my lead..."
That's when Johnny spurred Slow Dancer to move, and the horse raced up to the Corpse, Johnny grabbed it, and kept running as Gyro stared in shock.
"NIGERUNDAYOOOOOO, GYROOOOOOOO!"
Gyro bolted after his friend. "JOHNNY YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!"
Joseph slowly lifted his head from the ground, a proud grin on his face. That's my boy!
However, pride quickly turned into concern as Valentine flew after them, the golden light trailing behind him. Suddenly, Joseph understood how Speedwagon felt when he watched Joseph flee from Kars...
Be careful Johnny...
...
"So, when I say that it is possible for you to fight back, do you believe me?!" Susan hollered into the crowd, getting an enthusiastic roar in response.
A teenaged girl around Johnny's age walked up to the edge of the platform. "Ms. Cujoh...I just wanted to let you know, you really helped me out. I was considering...well I wasn't going to do something good, but you talked me out of it!"
Susan smiled brightly and took the girl's hand. "We went through the same thing, but we aren't victims...we just have to be strong!"
"Yeah...about that..." Jean Pierre Polnareff's voice came through the speakers. "You are a victim unfortunately, not of abuse, but of this woman's lies!"
The auditorium went silent as a recording began to play over the speakers:
"What about Johnny?"
"I just don't love him.."
"I don't for the life of me, understand how you could care about someone who has brought nothing but pain the moment Jotaro decided to squirt him into me!"
"I made sure he suffered..."
"I made sure that he knew how pathetic and miserable he was, even if I had to BEAT it into him."
"He's a failure, a stain on the family."
Susan's eyes widened in pure terror as her true opinion was blasted out into the audience that supported her. The whole auditorium was filled with a deathly silence as Polnareff continued. "She never loved her son, she wanted to make Jotaro desperate enough to crawl back to her. My Godson was nothing but a tool to her, as were all of you. I'm truly sorry for all the damage that this revelation will undoubtedly cause...but you all deserve to know the truth.
It took Jolyne all the courage she could muster to do this, if you are looking for a hero, she is your answer."
Then, to make matters worse, the projector flashed an email on the screen, and Susan's heart stopped. They knew about Johnny...
"Wait...NO! THIS ISN'T REAL! THEY'RE FRAMING ME! THEY'RE-"
The girl who came up to her started to back away, rolling up her sleeve to reveal several lashes on her wrists. "Is this all joke to you...? You were my hero..."
"NO, WAIT!"
The crowd began to get riled up, and some people were looking downright murderous. Susan ran away, tears streaming from her eyes as everything came crashing down. Jolyne...I trusted you...my own daughter...
Several people burst onto the stage, clearly with murderous intent. This woman had lied about something that was very traumatic for them, and she wasn't going to get away with it. However, the security guards held them back. "Thank you!" Susan cried out in relief, until one of the security guards glared at her.
"I'm not doing this to protect you, woman. I'm doing this so these people don't hurt themselves trying to tear you apart. If I had my way...they would have you all to themselves."
Susan tearfully bolted to her car, and stepped in the gas, driving away as fast as she could. She needed to go as far as she possibly could...
Jolyne only betrayed me because of Johnny...even after Johngalli took his legs, that boy is still ruining everything.
I WILL get him back for this...
...
Valentine smirked as he gained ground on the two jockeys. He examined D4C's hand. "So...the book is gone...the Corpse must have spirited it away..."
Nail bullets went into the light, but they didn't reach Valentine. The President took delight in seeing his enemy's face contort into terror as the light produced a projection of a man slipping on ice.
"I see, so...this new ability is a pocket dimension of sorts...and it repels all misfortune meant for me onto others. In other words, any attack meant for me will instead hit someone else...
This ability makes me invincible! Nothing can harm me! I call it: D4C: LOVE TRAIN!"
Johnny felt overwhelmed with fear. Nothing can touch him...no ability, no weapon...we're so fucked...
Then Johnny noticed something.
Valentine's ear was gone.
"What the hell happened to his ear?!"
"Hm?" Gyro asked as a steel ball returned to his hand. A severed ear was attached to it, and Gyro screamed and tried to shake it off.
"EWWWWWWW! GET IT AWAY FROM ME!"
"Hold it, Gyro...you HIT HIM!"
Gyro turned to Johnny and have him a smirk. "I did?"
...
Josuke groaned as he pulled himself to his feet, the impact from the explosion really rattled him. One of his eyes was blinded by blood, he had sustained a cut in the forehead, but was otherwise doing alright.
Koichi was out cold, and Yukako was cradling him, stroking his face. Okuyasu punched the ground in anger. "STUPID FUCKIN' CORPSE! WHY DID IT ATTACK US? WE HAD HIM!"
Josuke put a reassuring hand on his friend's shoulder. "It wasn't your fault Okuyasu...we didn't know it would react like that."
"It doesn't matter." Rohan stated, brushing himself off. "The Corpse chose him as it's protector...we lost."
"NOT YET!" The group turned to see Joseph limping towards them, a steel ball in one hand, Hermit Purple wrapped around the other. "Johnny and Gyro have the Corpse, if they can get it away from him..."
"Are you NUTS?!" Josuke exclaimed. "That Zeppeli guy is one thing, but Johnny is-"
"-going to win. Johnny is going to win. He doesn't need his damn legs...because he has so much more! I have faith in my great-grandson...you should too."
"But-"
"I've seen him do some incredible things on this journey, all without the use of his legs. As Jotaro said once: Words like impossible, or useless mean nothing to us, and Johnny is no exception! I believe in those two with all of my heart!" Joseph looked to the horizon where Johnny departed.
"I believe that he can do anything..."
...
"Ready for Lesson Five, Johnny?"
"Give it to me, and make it quick!"
Gyro grinned and continued. "There is a technique that uses the purest form that the Spin can take, it's called the Infinite Rotation, and it can only be used in horseback, or in midair. You remember the Golden Rectangle?"
"Yes!"
"Good, because now you have to be the Golden Rectangle. You and your horse have to angle your bodies just right, and you will unlock the full power of the Spin, like this!"
Gyro hunched over, and golden energy began to flow throughout him and his horse, and Johnny watched in awe as a massive golden rectangle encased his friend. Gyro flung the steel ball backwards, and the projectile breached through Love Train, this time, catching Valentine's attention.
What?! Is there a power capable of passing through Love Train?! That would mean it's powerful enough to break through dimensional barriers...perhaps I shouldn't be so confident in my invincibility until these two are dead...why is my ear wet?
Valentine brought a hand up to his ear hole, and his eyes widened. They already hit me! I need to be careful, these two are still a threat!
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Hot Pants gently set Diego down.
She was going to kill Valentine even if it was the last thing she would do. She wouldn't let him get away with killing Diego, not on her life.
Then Johnny and Gyro bolted past, with Johnny giving her a regretful look on the way by. Valentine, who was glowing, zoomed past her as if she was nothing.
Yeah, as if she was going to let him kill her other friends.
She whistled for her horse, and quickly saddled up.
BANG!
A fountain of blood came from Hot Pants' gut as she toppled off of her horse. Shit! Sniper!
The sniper, the last of Cupid's Arrow, came down and threw the gun away. "Why hello there! I shot you! While you're bleeding out, I just wanted to get a look at you."
The man lifted his visor as his eyes scanned her body as she struggled to get up. "Not bad...hurry up and die already, I'm waiting!"
Is he going to...oh HELL NO!
Hot Pants put all of her weight into her hands, and pushed out with her feet, kicking the deranged man in the stomach. The sniper staggered back. "Alright...we're doing this the hard way." He said as he drew a knife.
He swiped directly at her throat, but Hot Pants raised her arm, and the blade went right through it. Hot Pants gritted her teeth as she drove her knee directly into his crotch, causing the man to double over in pain. She fell backwards, rolling to her feet, and yanked the knife out of her arm. She lunged forward and plunged it into the man's back, earning a scream.
The man stumbled back, his life fading, as he drew a handgun for one last attack...
But then another shot rang out, and a chunk of the man's head was ripped out by a bullet.
Hot Pants turned to her mysterious ally, only to see a sight that made her eyes widen in disbelief.
"You...it CAN'T be..."
...
"Was...was that Diego on the ground?" Gyro asked, his eyes telling Johnny that he didn't want to hear the answer.
"It was...I felt it earlier..." Johnny said, looking down.
A moment of silence passed between the two friends as they mourned the loss. "Then that's one more reason to kick Valentine's entitled ass!" Gyro snarled as he wiped a tear from his eye. "Alright Johnny! Lesson Five! Remember...be the rectangle!"
Johnny bunched over, mimicking Gyro from earlier, and golden spirals started to form around him. "That's it Johnny! Now SHOOT THAT BASTARD!" Johnny swiveled around, getting ready to fire the shot...
Only for D4C to appear right next to him, and the stand brought it's hand down in a devastating karate chop, severing Johnny's hand and preventing the shot.
"JOHNNY!" Gyro screamed as his friend tumbled off of his horse and slammed into the ground below. Thinking quickly, Gyro grabbed the Corpse before D4C could, and put it on his horse. Slow Dancer ran towards her fallen master as Gyro continued alone.
Valentine was catching up. "Surrender the Corpse Mr. Zeppeli! You cannot run forever!"
Gyro began charging up another throw, when he came to the edge of a cliff...
Dead end...the only way out was through Valentine...
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Johnny opened his eyes to something warm and rough brushing against his face. Slow Dancer was licking him. He slowly got up, and looked at his arm, which was currently bleeding due to the whole missing hand thing.
If Johnny didn't do something, he would bleed out in a matter of seconds. Thinking quickly, he ripped off his belt and wrapped it around his wrist, pulling it right with his teeth. Ignoring the pain, he spun onto Slow Dancer, and he slowly began to move his foot into the foothold.
He did it, he moved his leg!
Hold on Gyro, I'm coming!
Johnny spurred Slow Dancer to move, and the apoloosa complied.
...
"Zeppeli...why are you still on your horse?"
Valentine floated down to the ground, and began to walk in Gyro's direction, the third Zeppeli didn't budge. "You have nowhere to go...just hand it over."
"No."
Gyro readied his steel ball. This was it, he could feel it, the final throw. If he missed, he was dead.
Valentine regarded him with a cold stare. "So be it."
Love Train came from the Corpse just as Gyro threw his steel ball. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion as the light overtook the projectile, and wrapped around Valentine. The steel ball thudded against the barrier.
Valentine smirked.
Then a small green figure appeared on the inside of Love Train, and Valentine's eyes went wide. "You may have taken Scan, but now it is time for my true stand! Ball Breaker, smash his fucking skull!"
The small green stand zoomed past D4C, and punched Valentine right in the face. Valentine began to wrinkle and sag, as Ball Breaker pummeled his half decayed face into tommorow...
But then, Ball Breaker was pulled outside of Love Train, along with the steel ball.
"WHAT?!"
Then Gyro was it. When Love Train first activated, it went right through his steel ball in midair, separating it into two halves. It was an imperfect throw.
Johnny was rushing up to the battle, when Valentine proceeded to shoot his best friend in the chest.
BANG!
One gunshot...one horrible, horrible gunshot, was all it took. One sound was enough to turn Johnny's world upside down, as he watched Gyro cough up blood.
No...
"It's over Zeppeli. I shot you in the heart. But it isn't too late to save yourself, just step into Love Train's light. It will simply transfer your wounds to someone else..."
Gyro looked Valentine dead in the eye, as a smile made it's way onto his face.
"Fuck you."
Then Gyro turned to Johnny, gave him a wink, and fell off of his horse into the cliff below.
"GYROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Johnny screamed, tears streaming down his face. * If I were animating this, it would look like when Joseph screamed for Caesar.*
Valentine scoffed. "Well, that's it then."
"VALENTINE!"
The President turned to see Johnny and his horse charging at him full speed. No tricks, no taunts, any semblance of a plan was gone, all rationality wiped clean. The only thing Johnny was feeling right now:
Was grief and unbridled rage.
But Valentine merely sidestepped him, the bullets going into Love Train without the slightest bit of harm to the President, and D4C swiped it's hand, cutting Slow Dancer's throat and causing the terrified horse to crash to the ground.
The horse that had gotten through this whole thing...the one that he had developed a bond with...
Another stab in the heart.
D4C picked Johnny up by the throat and threw him against a boulder. Johnny tried to crawl away, but the stand began picking him up and slamming him around.
Again...
And again...
And again...
Until Johnny was just a bloody mess on the ground. Johnny weakly crawled to his horse, every movement hurt, every time he blinked it stung.
He was going to die, Valentine was going to kill him.
I'm sorry...everyone...Kyoka...I didn't mean to break my promise...I really tried...but...
I wasn't strong enough...
Diego...you deserved a family...and now you'll never get to have one...
Hot Pants...I hope you're okay...run...run and don't look back...
Gramps...looks like you'll be going to my funeral after all...I'm sorry for putting you through this again...
Izuku...you better be number one...or I'll come back from hell to kick your ass...
Kyoka...I...really care about you alot...I hope you can forgive me...
Gyro...Gyro?
A wide brimmed hat poked just above the cliffside, followed by green eyes.
Gyro you fucking bastard.
...
Gyro looked on in horror at his bloody friend, he had to do something, or Johnny was a goner. Valentine was walking up now, monologuing about something.
Gyro felt in his shirt and pulled out a busted harmonica.
*Flashback to I-Island*
"Gyro...can I talk to you for a second?" Kyoka asked.
Gyro turned towards her. "Sure Jiro! What is it?"
"Look...I won't lie to you, I'm worried sick, about both of you. But JoJo told me to have faith...so I just wanted to say that I trust you."
Gyro blinked. "Well thanks!"
"Take this."
"Huh?"
Kyoka shoved an old harmonica into his hands. "That harmonica is the first instrument my parents bought me. I carry it around for good luck...so I think that you could use a little bit of it, considering who your enemy is..."
" Jiro...I can't take this, it's important to you! "
"You know what's more important to me? Johnny. The whole thing with Civil War...finding out about Valentine...I-it m-made me realize h-how I really f-felt about him, a-and..."
"You were giving me a harmonica, Jiro."
"R-right. I'm giving it to you as a sign of good faith, to show you that I trust you. I trust that you'll protect him, not matter what."
Gyro looked down at the old harmonica.
"Alright Jiro...I'll hold onto it."
" Good. Think of it as...a part of me is fighting with you. "
"I will. Thank you for putting your trust in me."
"Just bring him home safe...alright?"
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of your boyfriend Jiro!" Gyro teased, taking enjoyment in watching Kyoka squirm.
"Asshole..."
*End of Flashback*
Jiro...you might not have realized it, but you just saved my life! Gyro looked down at the harmonica. If she hadn't given it to him, he would've had a bullet lodged it his heart, instead, it was really only a flesh wound. After this, I might just buy you lunch...
Gyro stealthily tossed a steel ball up towards Johnny, and his friend immediately got the message. As D4C brought it's fist down, Johnny threw the steel ball into Slow Dancer's leg, causing the horse to kick the crippled Joestar into the air.
Johnny fired the shot, the Golden Rectangle formed around his body, and it passed through Love Train, shooting through D4C's hand. "That was not a lethal wound Kuj-" Valentine stopped and stared as Tusk Act 3 began to crack and shake violently.
No way, is Tusk evolving again?! I thought stands only had three acts...Johnny thought to himself.
But soon, a large mechinal pink arm with a gold plated fist punched through the empty shell of Act 3, and a massive ominous figure stood behind Johnny, blue smoke billowing out of it's gaping maw.
"TUSK ACT 4!"