This story is very much humorous and not to be taken too seriously.
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"A new prophecy, yes!"
Oingo looked over at his brother from his place on the hospital bed. He was still recovering from the explosion and beating that had almost ended his life and needed to stay in the hospital for quite some time.
Boingo was eager enough to show him the new happenings that he jumped out of his chair and made his way to his side. Then he showed off the colorful images as he interpreted them.
By the time he had finished, the enthusiasm he had felt in the beginning was clearly gone. And Oingo could not blame him.
They remained frozen for some time, a sudden chill passing through them at the insinuation of the images within the book.
"That... that easily?" Oingo gasped, eyes wide as he stared at the image of a pile of ash on the ground of what he knew was Lord Dio's mansion. "They defeated him... with five bullets?"
If Oingo was surprised, Boingo was speechless. He was making noise from within his throat, as if he wanted to speak... but no words would come out.
The eldest of the brothers could only stare at the comic before him, his heart caught in terror's icy grip.
"And Hol Horse shot five times into the air- bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!- sending the bullets up, up, up! But what comes up, must come down- directly into the windows within Lord Dio's library- oh no! Fives bullets destroyed five different windows and sunlight burst in, setting an unexpected Lord Dio on fire! Whoosh- oh no! Lord Dio crumped into a pile of ashes- chan chan!"
Oingo knew that his brother's stand didn't work erratically or chaotically. If something this spontaneous had been detailed for them, it meant that this was going to be the future. And if neither of them wanted to risk angering fate, they would have to allow this scene to play out before them.
"H-H-Ho-Hol Horse... h-h-he killed L-Lo-Lord D-Dio…" Boingo finally managed to gasp out, his skin as pale as a ghost as he continued to stare at the prophecy.
Oingo sighed and frowned deeply. "And he doesn't even know it."
Hol Horse was not a good guy. He didn't care about breaking hearts and he didn't mind the proverbial blood staining his hands. He was a killer, a cowboy casanova, and a low down degenerate. He was no hero- but that was okay, because he had never claimed to be one. He didn't necessarily let the women of the world know how much of a player he was, but he certainly did not make them think he was the best thing to stroll into their lives.
He was a bad person. He knew this. He didn't fight it. It was easier to just go with the flow on this.
But just because he was a bad person, it didn't mean he was a monster.
"L-Lord Dio?" he blinked at his boss, sweat beginning to collect on his brow. "They're-"
"Children. I am aware, Hol Horse." the man's deep voice was as cold and unfeeling as stone. "I am sure that even with your past failures, you can complete the simple task of putting a bullet between the eyes of these five brats."
When he had agreed to take on the job with Mariah and Alessi, he had thought that he would finally be rid of the curse that had been the Joestars and their friends in his life. He had thought that they would finally capture them, bring them to Lord Dio, and be done with them. If not that, then he had honestly believed they would have died before they could be brought back to their vampire boss.
He had never expected to be asked to kill them now, though. Not now that none of them was older than ten years old. Not now that they had forgotten the majority of the things they had done in their adult lives to piss off Lord Dio so much.
Three of the five kids standing in front of him were shivering. Two of those were sniffling with tears in their eyes- Kakyoin and Polnareff. They were the youngest, or at least that was what Hol Horse believed because of how small they were. No older than four years old, if he had to guess... But he was bad at guessing ages for children- he'd never been a big fan of their kind, after all.
Even though they had no memories of who the people around them were anymore, the pink and sliver haired boys clung to each other as if they were one another's lifeline.
Hol Horse may have been a bad person, but he wasn't a monster. So seeing these two so absolutely terrified... it struck a chord within him... a bitter and guilty one.
"Take care of them outside, in the back. Like the dogs they are." Dio waved his hand as he turned his back onto the children, beginning to step away from them.
"Why do you want to kills us? We're just kids, you jerk!" Joseph's voice was, unsurprisingly, incredibly high pitched and young. And, unsurprisingly yet again, he seemed to have decided to try and protect the kids with him from the scary, shirtless, blonde monster that now had his back turned to them. "We haven't done anything to you!"
Polnareff's crying became louder, all the while Kakyoin tried to make his own much more muffled. The slightly older bodies of Jotaro and Avdol were in front of them. Joseph in front of those two. Even though they didn't remember each other, the group was still trying to protect the weakest and youngest of them.
He broke out into a cold sweat- felt the uncomfortable moistness begin to build up within his clothes and on his face. Lord Dio had asked him to do one thing. But these were children... and they were frightened.
Once more, a chord was struck within Hol Horse's bad heart.
He was a bad man.
But he couldn't fathom murdering five innocent children in cold blood.
Logic would say that, even though these five were innocent, they were dangerous. Not only were they dangerous, but their adult selves had caused a lot of pain and complications in Hol Horse's life- professionally and personally. They were monkey wrenches in Dio's plans of (Hol Horse supposed) world domination. All logic told him that, now that they were weak and vulnerable, it was the perfect time to get rid of them.
But Hol Horse had never been the kind of person to listen to logic when his heart was crooning at him.
"Now, Hol Horse."
Time seemed to suspend as he came to a decision.
Suddenly, instead of feeling overwhelming heat surrounding him, he only felt a cool breeze- coming to a decision had helped calm his speeding heart.
"Kids. Y'heard the man. Move on out."
"No! We're not going!"
Avdol ran from behind Joseph, quickly scurrying to stand in between Hol Horse and the rest of the group. Hol Horse frowned down at him; even as his heart melted at how truly refreshing it was to see this much loyalty within one group.
He'd never been able to trust someone completely. He'd never known the kind of confidence that came from knowing he could rely on someone else wholeheartedly. He'd only ever been able to believe in himself, his skills, and his talent for finding talent.
Summoning Emperor into his hand, Hol Horse glared down at Avdol with as much disinterest as he could muster up. He couldn't have his act crack; not in front of Lord Dio. But he needed to get these kids outside before he could reassure them that he would not be killing them.
"Head on out now."
The young boy's eyes narrowed, sweat began to fall down the side of his head, and a heavy frown took over his lips. But Hol Horse was able to read his dark eyes: defeat.
A kid so young shouldn't look so utterly broken...
Joseph tried to kick up another fuss. But the deafening sound of Emperor's trigger being pulled back cut off his cries.
The five children walked in front of him, out of the door they had come in through only a few minutes ago, and Hol Horse kept his stand channeled within his hand. He needed to keep them compliant, if only for a few more minutes.
Dio's cold laughter followed them all the way out.
They walked into Cairo's blistering sun without saying another word. The kids dragged their feet and Hol Horse couldn't blame them. They were only children. They only had memories of their lives until this age. Right now, there was no way for them to understand anything that was happening around them. Alessi's stand had made that much clear.
Once they had walked quite a way's away from Dio's domain, Hol Horse aimed his gun up into the air.
He couldn't run the risk of having Dio believe, even for a fraction of a second, that he hadn't gotten rid of these five. So he would shoot into the air, letting the sound of gunshots ring out and make the vampire believe, if only for a few minutes, that Hol Horse had complete his task.
Clearing his throat, he made sure the kids were all glaring at him- wow, Avdol had quite the death glare on him, even though he was less than ten years old- before he whispered to them.
"You're all going to live. But do exactly as I say. And don't make a fuss."
Polnareff and Kakyoin's sniffling subdued marginally. Joseph began to look at him in nothing short of absolute confusion. And Jotaro and Avdol… continued to glare.
"I ain't going to kill you." he whispered so softly that he could barely hear himself, "but that guy's crazy. So... just... trust me."
So he fired five times, straight into the air, and finished off by offering a (hopefully) reassuring smile at the children.
"And now we run."
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Hol Horse best villain.
That is all.
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