Bearticguy7: Sounds like someone Diego could fight...
jkgaming: Unfortunately, Gwess is still in Green Dolphin, but the other two are viable options.
dumpstertrashfire123: Whoops, my bad, I was supposed to write in Emporio last chapter, but I forgot. I like the idea of Okuyasu being the failsafe guy, though!
Jddraign: I like the idea that everyone could share the eye! The question is...what would it do for each of them?
Anyone who mentioned members of class 1A such as Todoroki, Kirishima, Mina, Kaminari, or Uraraka: :)
AshenOne: I like the ideas!
Euphoria: Haha lure would be interesting...
Jpx0999: The Bucci gang will be appearing in the Italy parts, but they probably wouldn't appear in Japan to be in the B team.
Spaghetti sauce: Good idea!
CoolK: You want IzuOcha...maybe you'll get IzuOcha. That would be a good way to introduce Shizuka into the story!
Balanced goose: Another great stand! Teachers do count!
Memelord16: Interesting!
Guest: Emporio, yes. Foo Fighters unfortunately, no. Only people who have died by Pucci's hands were resurrected.
Kyeo307: Yep, I like it! I feel I should give those two a bit more attention.
Guest(2?): Silver should negate it's negative effects, but it's raw form would certainly be that way.
nocringeman: A pendant, eh?
"Hello, you smarmy bastards!"
"Shit." Johnny said as Diego Brando waved at them.
"Quit being so pissy! It's good to see you!" Diego said with a smile. "Santana still giving you trouble?"
"On and off again...we just got done killing a literal demon, so, let's just say we really needed the break." Gyro responded, clapping a hand on Diego's shoulder. "Love the new outfit by the way!"
"Thanks, oh boy do I have some stories to tell you." Diego said with a smile. "By the way...Johnny, I heard your girlfriend came with you, is she around here? I heard about what she went through to get Pluck to me, and I want to return the favor."
"She's kind of taking in the atmosphere, this is her first time in a foreign country, after all." Johnny responded. "She'll be here in a minute or two."
"Okay...ever since I've turned over a new leaf, I always make a point of returning the kindness shown to me." Diego responded. "I have a gift for her."
Johnny smiled. "You're a much better man than you think you are, Diego Brando."
"Thank you...by the way, I'm digging the new color scheme! White is a good look for you."
The two followed Diego into a large area, and Johnny stopped. "No..."
"Yes."
Johnny made eye contact with Slow Dancer, and upon seeing it's rider,the 11 year old apoloosa went fucking nuts, sprinting towards Johnny and almost trampling him in her excitement. Valkyrie, on the other hand, simply walked over to Gyro and sniffed his face.
"MI BAMBINA!" Gyro shouted, holding Valkyrie's snout.
"So..." Diego said, leading out Silver Bullet. "While we wait...how about we have a race? For old times sake..."
Johnny spun onto his horse. "You're on, Barney."
Jolyne tapped the eye's casing, and the ring of energy pillaged in response. "Creepy..."
"So...this eye is a stand user magnet?" Weather asked, observing it. "They don't seem particularly competent...this League of Bad Life Decisions..."
They were currently in Emporio's ghost room. They had decided it would be best to move it inside to conceal it from the Necromancer's army of losers.
"They're powerful...at least a few of them." Jolyne responded. "Their stand abilities are based onwhat makes them pathetic, it essentially turns their flaws into strengths."
"This Necromancer...his goals remind me of my brother." Weather said, sitting at the piano. "Trying to change the world by force, not caring about the casualties..."
"Except Pucci was at least somewhat sane...the Necromancer was a fucking unkillable maniac." Jolyne responded. "Only my brother would've been able to kill him, which is luckily what happened...well, he teamed up with Valentine."
Emporio was listening into the conversation, tossing his baseball up and down. "This Necromancer guy...was he a Pucci level threat?"
"Not necessarily... he could've killed all of us, but...it wasn't like he was actively changing the universe during the fight. He just...couldn't be killed by anything other than complete erasure, and this eye was the cause of that."
"Is the eye even a stand? Or is it something else? Stands don't normally survive the deaths of their users." Weather said. "When my brother killed me, the only reason Weather Report didn't fade away was because Pucci had saved it in one of his disks..."
"I don't think it's a stand, I think it's something else entirely." Emporio said, holding the eye's case in his hands. "Stands don't simply come back after being destroyed, this thing did."
"I'm...worried." Jolyne admitted. "This thing could either be what saves us...or what kills us. Either way, we're stuck with it."
Weather sighed, and stepped out of the ghost room, needing to clear his head.
He had initially come to see Jolyne and Anasui's wedding, but he had ended up embroiled in another conflict. Of course, he was more than willing to help, but he couldn't deny it wasn't frustrating.
Of course, he brought Emporio along, and it was a good thing he did. The ghost room was perfect for hiding the eye.
Weather exited the campus, and was walking down the street.
Suddenly, a glass bottle was thrown into the back of Weather's head. Blood ran down Weather's face as he stood there, confused.
"YOU MONSTER! WE ALL KNOW WHAT YOU DID!" A random woman screamed at him.
"..."
Weather was silent, but the confusion was evident on his face.
"That wasn't very nice, he's hurt." Weather turned to find Shoto Todoroki walking up. "You're a friend of JoJo's sister, right? I remember hearing her talk about you."
Weather got really close to Todoroki's face. "Yes."
Todoroki didn't even seem fazed, and simply kept his deadpan expression. "I see." He then turned to the woman. "I'm afraid I'm not authorized to arrest you just yet, as I'm still working to earn my provisional license, but I would highly recommend you stop your attack on this man."
"NO! I SAW WHAT HE DID!"
"I'm not sure I follow..."
"LOOK! ON TWITTER!"
The woman stuck her phone in Todoroki's face, and Weather leaned in to get a good look at it.
There was a picture of Weather Report, with a caption that read: This man kills babies.
"Why would I kill an infant?"
"DON'T LIE, BABY KILLER!" The woman attempted to hit Weather again, this time with her purse, but flames shot up in front of her, turning a part of the bag black. "MY BAG! MY DESIGNER BAG! IT'S GUCCI!"
"I hope I didn't burn any valuables." Todoroki said, dousing the flame."But you were warned. Why would one post online cause you to wish violence on this man? It's not even true."
"The username...of the one who posted this..." Weather muttered.
It was LoBLD.
"The League of Bad Life Decisions has a social media page?"
Todoroki raised an eyebrow. "The what?"
"An enemy of UA, they seek to destroy us."
"No no no, these people exposed you for who you actually are! You think you can defend him, you little shit?! I-"
A strong gust of wind blew the woman backwards, and she landed on her ass. Weather turned to Todoroki. "This has to be an enemy stand...such a ridiculous claim couldn't be believed unless it were so."
Todoroki frowned. "Another stand user?"
"A Twitter stand..."
Kyoka finished unpacking, and flopped down on the large queen sized bed. Giorno had made sure that the entire group was basically living in the lap of luxury, and Kyoka wasn't exactly used to being pampered.
Not used to it...but not against it.
She looked at the fancy decorations, and the warm atmosphere the room gave off. She then sighed.
It was all so beautiful.
A knock was heard at the door, and Kyoka begrudgingly answered, only to find Giorno on the other side. "Oh...hi."
"Hi, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Giorno sat down at the writing desk in the corner, and turned to face her. "I saw your drawing on Susan's grave...it's pretty good."
"Thank you."
Giorno chuckled, and crossed his legs. "Look, I'm the only member of the Joestar family that hasn't gotten to know you yet. As a result, I have no clue what kind of a person you actually are...only that my family has nothing but trust in you. I would like to share that trust."
Kyoka smiled. "Yeah, that would be nice. JoJo always gushes about you, talking about his cool uncle who's the head of a big Italian mafia."
Giorno nodded his head. "So...what exactly do you like about Johnny?"
Kyoka sighed. "Oh boy, there's several things..."
"Don't worry, I get the picture. I'm pretty good at reading people, and I can tell that you're crazy about him." Giorno responded. "I also received a recording of the Cultural Festival from Jotaro...you're a very good singer."
"Oh, I don't know..."
"No, really, it's one of the best singing voices I've ever heard." Giorno responded. "I have a friend I think you could get along with, she's a pop star."
"Really?"
"Yep."
Todoroki scrolled through his phone, eventually coming to the League of Bad Life Decisions official Twitter profile. "You seem to know about this situation, who are these guys?"
"They are after something that is in Jolyne's possession...something that cannot fall into their hands. It doesn't matter who they harm, only that they get it." Weather explained. "I don't actually know you all that well, what's your name again?"
"Shoto Todoroki, you?"
"Weather Report." Weather suddenly projected a cloud to his left, catching a flower pot that was thrown at him. "Interesting..."
"Perhaps this stand influences the weak minded. That woman wasn't particularly smart, assaulting you in front of a hero school..."
"And the man who tried to hit me with a plastic water bottle..."
"Or that bus driver that tried to run you over, but ended up just hitting a curb..."
"You're right...whenever an idiot sees the Twitter post, they are compelled to try and kill me."
"Hmph." Todoroki blinked. "How do we deal with the user?"
Weather thought for a minute. "Stalk their account, find dirt."
Suddenly, an army of LoBLD stans emerged. "THERE HE IS, KILL HIM, MURDER HIM LIKE HE MURDERED THOSE BABIES!"
"We should go..."
Marissa Bouvie made a duck face, posting a selfie.
It was good, being a social media influencer, she would never consider it a bad life decision...
Even if it was literally her life.
Still, the Necromancer and the Alpha thought differently, so they recruited her into their little group of misfits and incels. Unlike them, people actually love her, it didn't even matter what she posted, because she was pretty, and the masses would believe anything she says.
Of course, that was also because of her cell phone stand, #selfie, which would make anyone who is easily influenced by the internet attempt to kill whoever she tries to cancel.
The Alpha, the manager of their organization, had instructed her to cancel the man named Weather Report. According to him, Weather was extremely powerful, and he could potentially pose a serious threat to their goals of attaining the eye.
She turned around and took a butt pic. That was all she had to do to be successful in life, thirst traps.
You know...that Weather Report guy is actually kind of hot...
"Well Marissa? Is he dead yet?" The Alpha asked from the shadows.
Marissa turned to the tall figure floating towards her, and groaned. "I don't know, probably."
"Go check."
"You can't order me around, D-"
"GO CHECK! That man is affiliated with the Joestars, it is reasonable to assume he is capable, especially with that stand of his."
"Typical, a man thinks he can order me aro-"
"This has nothing to do with that. Stop trying to 'cancel' everyone and focus on the important things!"
"My social media IS IMPORTANT!" Marissa hollered back. "I don't even know why I'm still sticking around with you people, I'm in a completey different league."
"Sure...sure you are...listen Marissa, there are better ways to spend your time. Quit playing games and just do your job already."
"Look who's talking..." Marissa replied with a smirk.
The figure bristled. "GO!"
"You know, last time we were neck and neck like this, we were beating the shit out of each other!" Gyro yelled over to Diego, grinning.
"And then Johnny beat both of us!" Diego replied. "Let's not make that mistake again!"
"I can hear you guys!" Johnny hollered, spurring Slow Dancer to go faster.
"Eat my dust Johnny!"
"Choke on a rock!"
Bakugo was watching the race with his arms crossed, unamused. "Fucking idiots..."
"I disagree." Momo said from the side. "While the trash talking is admittedly childish...the way they're racing is very intelligent. Each of them aren't underestimating the other, and they are all racing to best of each horses' capability and body type. They truly are masters of the craft."
"I could beat them..."
"Really?" Both Momo and Bakugo turned to see Hot Pants walking towards them. "Are you really sure about that? You're...Bakugo right? The problematic one?"
"You're that girl with the stripper name, right?" Bakugo countered.
"Um...Bakugo? Gyro told me about her...she is not someone you want to antagonize." Momo said, and Hot Pants turned to her.
"You were on I-island too...you had a green dress, right?"
"Yes."
"Gyro was subtly flirting with you that whole time, if I recall correctly. Is he still doing that?"
"Well...it isn't so subtle anymore, and..."
"Of course his bullshit actually worked. Oh well...say, Bakugo...how about you go a few rounds with them? I'm sure we can find a horse for you...nah, that would be animal cruelty."
"WHY THE HELL WOULD IT BE ANIMAL CRUELTY?!"
"Because you're probably the type that would blame the horse. A horse and a rider are partners, A good horse will be shit if it has a shitty rider, while a bad horse can hurt a good rider. There needs to be a connection, but a guy like you would just toss horses aside, not knowing that your attitude and your lack of patience is the actual problem." Hot Pants explained in excruciating detail. "But I'll shorten this for you...you're a bitch, so no horse would want to work with you."
Bakugo just stood there, looking for words, but at some point he realized that Hot Pants basically left him with nothing to argue, so he just turned away, fuming.
"I like the way you present arguements, it's very clear and concise." Momo praised. "You seem well educated."
"I was a nun at one point...education was a must at the convent I came from." Hot Pants replied. "You like that kind of stuff, huh?"
"Well, yes."
"How the hell did Gyro Zeppeli of all people manage to land a girl like you?"
"He's no slouch when it comes to knowledge, you know. He's a certified doctor, and a physics expert."
"I'm aware of that, but I'm also aware that he acts like an idiot, even if he isn't one."
"Well...he makes me laugh. He always manages to put a smile on my face." Momo replied.
"I suppose that's fair." Hot Pants admitted, watching the three racers compete. "Diego may have turned over a new leaf, but he certainly hasn't lost his competitive side. Those three are the most stubborn people I know."
"That's why I'm not entirely certain who is going to win." Momo said, blinking. "Those three are pretty much equals."
"Agreed. At least Diego isn't cheating."
"You are certainly more powerful than I took you for." Weather remarked. Todoroki had formed a giant ice wall around them.
"I was bred for it. How do we deal with this? I assume your stand is dangerous, otherwise you would've fought back, right?"
"It can be quite deadly, yes. These are innocent civilians..."
"There is no way we can identify the user, either. They could be in a different country for all we know."
"Then we attack the stand."
Todoroki nodded. "If the stand thrives on internet hate...maybe we should send it hate."
"You work on that, I'll deal with these people."
Todoroki stared at his screen for a while, while Weather summoned his stand, creating a large gust of wind that blew the LoBLD stans to the side. "Uh...Weather?"
"Yes?"
"How do I hate people online?"
"I don't know."
"Hold on...I know someone who might be good at that..."
"Ow...my back..."
"You need the wheelchair again, Johnny?"
"No, absolutely not. Never again."
Gyro and Diego laughed.
"It was my fault I wiped out though...I knew I shouldn't have risked taking a shortcut under Uncle Giorno's olive tree..."
"It was hilarious." Diego said, grinning. "Still, you came back from it!"
"Yeah...well, didn't want to give you an easy victory."
"I suppose Johnny and I have gotten a bit rusty, we haven't seen our horses in so long..." Gyro patted Valkyrie's snout. "I wish they had somewhere to take care of them at UA, but there wouldn't be much sense in that."
"Even rusty, you two had me on the ropes." Diego admitted. "I mean, Johnny fell, and he caught up with us pretty quick after that."
"Well, what do you expect when three equals go at it?" Gyro said.
Johnny rubbed his back, and saw Kyoka come out of the building with his uncle. She caught his eye, and went over to him. "You look hurt."
"Only slightly."
"Slightly hurt is still hurt. What did you do?"
"He wiped out Kyoka, you should've seen it!" Gyro said. "It was glorious."
Kyoka sighed, and lightly punched Johnny's shoulder. "Even on vacation, I'm worrying about you. Quit being a dumbass."
"Sorry, but I couldn't turn down a race."
Kyoka's mouth fell open upon seeing Slow Dancer, but turned into a smile. "I forgot she was here...she must've been excited to see you."
"She almost ran me over...would you like a ride?"
Kyoka blinked. "Well duh."
"Oi, Jiro!" Diego called out. "Sorry to interrupt, but...I have something for you."
"Oh...okay."
Diego dug around in his bag, and pulled out a guitar, and handed it to Kyoka. "Here."
"Whoa...dude, is this...?"
"It's a mandolin, a traditional Italian instrument. I...really appreciated what you did, down in those caves, I mean, we barely know each other and you still risked your life. So, I got you something Johnny said you would appreciate."
Kyoka strummed the instrument, enthralled. "Dude...thank you, you really didn't have to get me anything-"
"I wanted to."
"Thank you...I'm touched. Well, as for the not really knowing each other thing...we should definitely change that while we're here."
"I agree. Now, I believe I'm intruding on a romantic moment, so I'll just go harass my own girlfriend...have fun you two."
Johnny nodded at Diego, and turned to Kyoka, snorting in amusement. She was still staring at the mandolin as if it were the next incarnation of Christ. "Kyoka?"
"Yeah...?"
"Are you still with us?"
"Give me another minute or two, I'll be back to reality in a moment."
Johnny smiled, mounted his horse, and reached down to affectionately ruffle Kyoka's hair. Diego really has come a long way. He went from someone who only cared about himself and his mother, to a very thoughtful and...dare I say kind, person. He picked out the perfect gift for her, and he did it out of pure gratitude. The old Diego would've just taken advantage of her kindness.
Johnny turned to look at Diego, who was pestering Hot Pants about raw meat for some odd reason, and smiled. Sparing his life was the best decision I have ever made.
The sound of the opening to Fleetwood Mac's Say You Love Me being played on the mandolin snapped Johnny out of his thoughts, and he looked down to see Kyoka playing it with a wistful smile on her face. "That was the first song you ever sang for me, when we were chained together."
"Yeah...Johnny?"
"Hm?"
"Thank you...for planning this trip. I think we all needed this." Kyoka looked up at the setting sun. "Gyro was right...Italy is so...beautiful."
"All the more reason for a nice horseback ride through the Italian countryside, eh?" Johnny said, offering a hand. Kyoka smiled, put her new mandolin in the strap on her back, and hoisted herself onto Slow Dancer's back, putting her arms around Johnny's waist.
"Just to let you know, this is literally my first time on a horse, so you better not do any risky jockey stunts that you used to do in the Steel Ball Run, alright?"
"What about slightly risky jockey stunts?"
"Eh, as long as I don't get motion sickness, you can do it. Need to have a little danger every once and a while." Kyoka said, and she leaned over and rested her head on Johnny's back. "And if you do get me sick, I will purposely throw up all over you."
Johnny only smiled, and directed Slow Dancer to gallop off into the countryside. Giorno noticed this happening, and turned away, glad.
He had gotten to know Kyoka a bit more, and he could see why Johnny would end up with someone like her. She was almost a perfect fit, similar baxkgrounds, and yet they both had differences that complimented each other.
It was time to make more of an investment in his family, and the people surrounding them.
Marissa beamed as a comment appeared on her newest selfie.
alienqueen: Hiya girl! You're so cute, I have been a fan of yours for such a long time, and I'm so glad you're getting the recognition you deserve! I have some fan art of you...if you'd like to see it. Please? You could use it as your new pfp if you want...
Marissa saw the link sent along with it, and smiled. Aww...my fans are so sweet! I'm the best.
She clicked it.
Lol, get doxxed nerd.
WHAT?!
The stans suddenly stopped pounding on Todoroki's ice wall, and almost all of them gasped. "Marissa's adress?!"
Weather raised an eyebrow as everyone who was attacking them began running in the opposite direction. "What happened?"
"I'm not entirely sure...I just texted Ashido for help because she is trendy. Did she have something to do with this?"
IcyHot: Our attackers left almost as soon as I texted you.
Alien Queen: Well, if they loved this stand user so much, they could have her.
IcyHot: Okay, how did you even find her?
Alien Queen: Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to. :)
Todoroki gave his phone a blank stare, before turning to Weather. "My friend saved us, somehow she found the stand user and leaked their location, those people are...really obsessed, aren't they? They left immediately."
Weather nodded. "We should head back to the school, Jolyne will want to know about this."
"Okay."
"Okay."
The two walked off.
Marissa shook her head. "It's just a troll, there's no way this Alien Queen actually leaked my address, right?"
Knock!
Knock!
Knock!
"MARISSA?! ARE YOU HOME?! I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN!"
Marissa went deathly pale. THEY CAME TO MY HOUSE?!
She ran to her phone, and watched in utter terror as people began posting her address for the world to see. She ran to the blinds, only to see some fat, balding, 30 year old man in a Necromancer t-shirt making eye contact through the window. "Hello kitten..."
"OH FUCK! OH NO, OH FUCK, OH NO, OH FUCKOHNOOHFUCKOHNOOHFUCK-"
She grabbed her dresser and began lugging it towards the door, as more people began crowding around her house. She quickly pulled out her phone and dialed the Alpha.
"Hello?"
"Alpha, help! One of those dumb UA students saved Weather Report by doxxing me! I'm surrounded by stans!"
"I thought the only thing you cared about was internet fame. Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"
"JUST COME FUCKING SAVE ME ALREADY!"
"After you said you didn't care about our mission? I'm sorry, but unloyal subordinates are a hindrance to pur goals."
"I'M LOYAL! I'M LOYAAAAAAL!" Marissa sobbed as the stans began rubbing their grubby hands all over her windows. One of them somehow got the window unlocked from the outside, and she ran over and slammed the window shut, and sat on it.
People were taking pictures of her, so she began closing the blinds.
"I'm afraid you're in a different league, what could an incel like me do to save you? Farewell, Marissa, you useless piece of SHIT!" The Alpha hung up, and Marissa sat in a corner, sobbing uncontrollably as her stans started to break down the door...
"Weather...why did you bring Todoroki in the ghost room?" Jolyne asked.
"He helped me."
"And?"
"I'm confused." Todoroki said, tapping the piano. "Why is there a whole room in UA I never heard of before, and who is this child?"
"I-I'm Emporio."
"I've taken a liking to him."
"What is this glowing thing?" Todoroki tapped the eye's casing.
"Weather, you have to warn us before you bring people in here." Jolyne said. "You're lucky he's trustworthy."
"I have so many questions..."
"We may as well answer them, Todoroki, take a seat." Jolyne nodded towards a chair in the corner of the room. "You're gonna be here a while."
By the way...I have an announcement to make.
A Legacy to Build, the Diego spinoff, has received a REBOOT! No, I did not give up on Diego and his story, but I have instead improved it! I hope the new Legacy to Build can entertain you guys!