Hello, King Spike Rules here and here is the next chapter to Lonely Wars. The rematch against Poison Rose will begin in the chapter and it will go for a few more as John learns the true power to Lonesome Dove.
Chapter 13: Growing like a Weed part 1.
A figure the moonlight and checking their pocket watch for the time. Seeing it, they took out a walkie talkie and turned it on.
"This is Private Micheal here. Privates MGK, Tempest, and Smarr have all been compromised. Awaiting orders," they said, waiting for an answer from the other line.
"You are given permission to take her by any means necessary. Civilian casualties are permitted. Just get the mission done," the voice over the walkie talkie said. As the device went silent, the figure turned it off.
"Alright. By this time tomorrow, they will be buried," they declared to the silent night. (As if in response,) a rose appeared at their feet. They knelt to pick it up, sniffing it before standing to walk towards the motel.
As the sun rose in the sky over the motel, all the damage from the night before was revealed to the rest of those who were staying in the motel. Much less surprised was John, who was sitting on his bed and was still thinking over what had happened the night before with Kite. Deep in thought, he turned to look at Mary, who was sleeping soundly, and he let out a sigh with his mind going to his mother. Getting up, John quickly got dressed and headed to the pay phone near the front office.
"Hello?" a voice, his mother's voice, called out to him from the phone he clutched to his ear.
"Hey mom, just checking in on you," he said, smiling as he heard the excited tone of her reply, heard how happy she was to hear his voice and her hopes that he was doing okay.
He stood there talking to her for over thirty minutes, slipping more dimes into the phone to keep their talk going until, at last, she said she had to leave and wished for him to have fun on his trip with his friends. "Right, will do. I can't wait to tell you all the things that went on when I get back."
John then hung up the phone and let out a long sigh, thinking over what she said about him being with friends. He walked along, his mind still thinking it over when he saw Franky running up to him.
"John, come quick," Franky said in a frantic tone, breathing heavily from his frantic search. John noticed that his hair was unusually messy, as though he hadn't even had time to fix his hair after waking up. John thought for a moment and nodded, following Franky back to the other room where he was shocked to see that both Doc and Keith were no longer bandaged up.
"Good, we're all here," Kite said, glancing at John as he walked in before turning to look at the others with a serious look on his face. "I think we can all see that something happened to us last night." Kite rolled his sleeves up and revealed that his own wounds from Bad Things' bullets had vanished. It wasn't just him; everyone else's injuries were gone.
Kite looked at all of them for a few moments before continuing, "We need to be wary with who we talk to or contact from here on out." The others agreed to him, but John looked at them all and hung his head down. Franky noticed, but stayed silent for the moment.
"I'll wake Mary and see when the Speedwagon Foundation will be sending that spare van," John said, walking out of the room and closing the door, leaving the group of four alone.
"Kite, you should really talk to him." Franky said into the silence and shocked everyone, turning to him as he began to work on his hair to get it just right.
"I can't. Not right now," Kite said looking down, his mind racing over the night before and the words he had told John to cause this tension. As Kite was thinking over what he should do to make it up to John, the other three looked at each other while wondering what was going to happen with all of them moving forward.
John walked to his room and went in. As he shook Mary to get her to wake up, she rolled over to look at him. "Hey, make up your mind on that choice I gave you?" she asked him, sitting up on her knees and looking at him while John was thinking more in his head.
"What will happen if I say yes to your offer?" he asked her and looked into her eyes.
"The Foundation will stop providing aid to them since there is no longer a Joestar with them," she answered him and he let out a long sigh, hanging his head down and took in a deep breath.
"Then I've made up my mind," John said looking up from the floor. He turned to look at her as he asked, "Any news on the Foundation spare van?"
"It will be here by this afternoon." she said and stood up, heading to the restroom to freshen up and get ready. Once she was done, they joined the others at the diner for a quick breakfast where she told them the van would arrive sooner than originally expected. They were excited and enjoying themselves, though John was still thinking things over until he finally tapped his spoon to his cup to get their attention.
"I have been thinking things over a lot." John said, looking at all of them before staring right at Kite. "I will stay with your guys until we get to San Diego, and then I'm heading home."
The others looked stunned from what John had said. "If that is what you wish." Kite said, acting like it was no big deal. Suddenly, the earth began to shake, causing the other customers to panic. Everyone in the group was uneasy, looking around in the now deserted diner. Kite, who had the window seat, looked outside to see a figure in a trench coat looking right at them.
"Move!" Kite yelled and they all jumped from the booth they were seated at, rose vines bursting through the floor where they were just at in seconds. Kite turned to the others as they ran for cover. "The bastard followed us from Chicago. Keith!"
"Right, Rhinestone Cowboy!" Keith yelled out summoning his Stand, who unleashed bullets at the vines while they all jumped over the counter. Explosions rang out. After a few seconds, Keith peeked out to see the vines were destroyed, smiling at what he had done. He was about to tell them the coast was clear when even more vines shot out of the hole in the ground.
"Shit." He ducked back down as Rhinestone Cowboy continued to fire at them, making them explode and seemingly only holding them back from where they were. "We need to get out of here," Keith said worriedly after one of the vines shot forward to strike Rhinestone in the arm, forming a cut on Keith's own arm and making him wince.
"Agreed. Franky," Kite said looking at Franky, who nodded and summoned Graceful Door, who punched at part of the wall, forming a door through the kitchen. They all went through it, Keith calling back Rhinestone Cowboy before slamming the door shut behind them.
"What the fuck was that?" Mary asked them confused, looking at all of them while the four of them breathed heavily.
"This guy attacked us the day before you came and offered us this job," Kite explained to Mary, who fell silent, even as vines broke through the kitchen window. Looking for them.
"Alright, the user should still be outside the diner. Let's try to flank him," Kite said, watching the vines move around. "Keith and I will go on the left, John and Doc to the right, and Franky, you get Mary out of here." They all nodded with Franky using Graceful Door to open the side walls for his friends to sneak out before him and Mary snuck out the back door.
Keith and Kite walked around to the side, and looked out while the other did the same for the other side. Seeing them, Kite activated his Stand, Renegades forming around his body. He looked at Keith, who had his revolvers in hand and was smiling back at him. Then footsteps were heard running from the diner. As the figure in the trenchcoat turned to look, Keith took his chance and jumped out firing his revolvers.
"Take this, you asshole," Keith said smiling, only for vines to shoot out of the ground to block the bullets. Keith was left shocked as the figure turned to look at him and then shot vines towards him.
"Not on my watch," Kite said, cutting them before they could touch Keith. He looked at the figure through his visor with a glare in his eyes. The figure continued to look at them and was ready to launch an attack at them when a loud sound shot through him, leaving him stunned. He turned around to see Doc's Stand, American Pie using its mouth speaker to release a sound wave towards him.
"John, use your bubbles to keep him still," Doc said, glancing between the figure and John, who had Lonesome Dove out with him.
"On it. Go, Lonesome Dove!" John yelled out loud as Lonesome Dove launched a large number of palm thrusts and formed a field of bubbles around the figure. They were left trapped as Kite leapt above them and turned his right arm into a blade.
"You're finished," he declared, falling down and cutting their head off. It landed in the dirt a few feet away from him before falling still. The figure fell to the ground with a thud.
"Well partners, that was easier than I thought," Keith said cheerfully and looked at them while twirling his revolvers in his hands before sliding them into their holsters.
"No, something feels off," John said walking around the minefield he had made and got closer to the body. The others looked at him, watching him poke the head with his foot, his eyes narrowed. Suddenly, he summoned Lonesome Dove and punched the head, shattering it and revealing it was rose vines.
"A decoy," Kite said, his eyes widening when the body suddenly pulled itself back through a hole it was standing on. They all got on their guards, waiting for the user to make their move.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" a voice echoed out from the other side of the diner. Mary's voice. They ran towards the diner and around to the back, where they saw Mary wrapped in rose vines. The figure stood atop the sign with Franky in his hand, holding him by his collar nearly twenty feet off the ground.
"Oh, look who finally got past my decoy," the guy said with wind blowing his trench coat in the air, revealing his curly peach hair and fair skin. Sunglasses hid his eyes, and he wore a camo shirt and matching pants, with combat boots on his feet.
"Franky. Put him down," Kite said with a serious look on his face as he and the others looked up at him, ready to fight for their teammate.
"You want me to let go?" The man asked confused, shrugging before releasing his hold on Franky's collar, letting him fall from the sign with a terrified shout, to the group's shock.
"No!" John yelled out in horror, Lonesome Dove appearing and slapping its hands together, pulling them apart to create a giant bubble. John and the others watched in amazement as the Stand held the bubble overhead, Franky landing on it as softly as a pillow.
"Huh, guess I have to really try to eliminate you all," the man said, using the vines to get down to the ground. He smirked at them. "So, get ready to have your lives end by the hands of Private Bret Micheal."
TBC.
That is it for this chapter, so please tell me what you think in reviews and I still have spots of Stands in here, but not many left.
