Coco Jumbo: I'm not going to say anything, let's just say that her fate has become uncertain.
TheSBRdude: Class 1A knows about Act 4, they just don't know about it's true power. It's the students from other schools that have no idea what Johnny can do, since he had Act 1 during the Sports Festival. Also...he's better, but he still has some problems to work out.
PhantomKnightPercival: You are talking to a bona fide MJ fan my friend, I love the song to death.
TheCommonCold: A pretty good comparison, she's kind of similar to them. Truthfully, I didn't notice, good eye.
ThanoSstinks: Johnny was too, but not everything has to end in a beatdown.
"Kujo."
Johnny groaned. "What are you still doing here? The hallucinations stopped."
Valentine sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Well, you are clearly still experiencing some residual effects, I would be cautious going forward, you might not be able to tell fact from fiction."
Johnny turned and angrily pointed a finger at his nemesis. "Who the hell do you think you are, giving me advice? You're the reason I saw that shit in the first place!"
"Me?"
"Yes you! If you hadn't been trying to kill me, maybe I wouldn't be so fucked up! I've got PTSD now, thanks to you! So stop following me, and go back to hell!"
Valentine's face was unreadable, Johnny couldn't tell if he was fazed in the slightest, then the former president finally spoke. "Look, I'm just as opposed to this as you are. You ruined everything for me, you know? I had the napkin...and then you snatched it from my grasp."
"When the fuck were we talking about napkins?"
"It doesn't matter, you took my chance to secure my country's prosperity. Everything I did was for America, for the betterment of the people...but apparently I was the one in the wrong, according to Jesus."
"Jesus?"
"He denied me access to heaven, said that I had committed too much sin. That's why I'm here, he offered me a deal. If I assisted you in defeating the Demon, he would let me in."
"What Demon? You've been so cryptic about this, why don't you just tell me and get it over with, since we apparently have enough time."
"Your great-grandfather fought him on I-Island, if my memory is correct."
Johnny's eyes widened. "Santana...HE'S ALIVE?!"
Valentine nodded. "And much more powerful than before, I'm afraid. He is a threat to society itself, he's building an army, a cult, and he could do some serious damage, kill many heroes, and launch humanity into chaos. He is a threat to all beliefs, all religions, all countries, because he plans to bring us to our knees. That is why we must put our differences aside, no matter how much we resent each other, because he is going to be much worse than I ever was.
Politically, anyway. His stand isn't as strong as D4C."
Johnny could only stare, bewildered by what he just heard. Then a pig with wings flew behind Valentine's head, and the former president frowned.
"As I said...clearly you still have some residual effects."
Johnny sighed. "Okay, I'll work with you...but you better promise that there won't be any double crossing, got it?" A dolphin with Jotaro's face swam through the air beside Johnny, and whispered. "Yare yare daze..."
Valentine's head began to swell up like a balloon as he nodded. "No betrayals..."
Johnny nodded, and walked towards the arena with his big hairy gorilla feet, his mind replaying the events over and over again. He was simply being paranoid, that's all. There was no way he would let anything happen to his friends, still...
During the Kyoka vision...why did he hear his mother?
...
Kyoka screamed clutched at her ears as she fell back from the wall, calling to the floor.
"Kyoka!"
Gyro, Tsuyu, and Momo all ran to their friend, who was slowly getting up from the ground, shaking. "What happened?!"
Shoji put an ear to the wall. "They're playing loud music in the other side, must've been quite a shock."
"Then they must've known about Kyoka's quirk and targeted her on purpose!" Tsuyu exclaimed.
"It's another ambush." Gyro muttered.
Momo grimaced and helped Kyoka up. "I-I don't think I'll be able to use my jacks to listen for people anymore...my ears are ringing."
"Then we need a plan."
The window behind them shattered as several bolts of energy rained down on the U.A students, forcing them to take cover. "Someone with a ranged quirk! Shit!"
"We're being surrounded!"
"Then it's time for a counter attack!" Kyoka shouted as she plugged her jacks into her hand speakers. "Wait! It's no-"
"HEARTBEAT FU-"
One energy bolt smashed into a speaker, and another did the same. Kyoka fell to the side.
"-CK!"
Kyoka rolled behind a corner and grunted in pain. One of the projectiles had grazed her left jack, rendering it unusable.
"You okay?!"
"Yeah! They destroyed my-"
Shit...Johnny got those for me...
"They got my jack!"
She lifted up the bloody jack, and Gyro turned to glare at the sniper. "I think I have an idea!"
"What is it?" Tsuyu asked from across the room.
"Yaomomo, can you make a baseball bat, a metal one?"
"I can."
"Shoji, you're strong right?"
"I think so."
"Good, here's the plan..."
...
The Seiai student readied her slingshot. She was following Saiko's orders, and they were working perfectly as usual. Then she noticed something odd...
The octopus looking guy had a baseball bat, and the newbie had a spinning ball in his hand. The newbie flashed a golden grin at her, and she could see him say the words: BATTER UP!
He wouldn't...
Then a sharp CRACK was heard, and a steel ball conked her in the head, not enough to do serious damage, but enough to cause her to black out.
...
Gyro smiled as the steel ball returned to his hand. "Nice batting, Shoji!"
"Nice pitching."
...
Izuku sighed, whoever that Camie girl was, she gave him the creeps. Luckily Uraraka and Sero were there. Then Johnny wandered into his vision, and Izuku was bewildered to see that the Joestar was looking around like he was lost.
"JoJo?"
Johnny turned his head in Izuku's direction. "Is that the real Izuku?"
" Yes? "
"Okay...I got attacked by a stand that causes hallucinations, so I'm seeing a whole lot of shit right now."
"W-what do I look like to you?"
"A waffle with your face on it."
Sero blinked. "Dude, he looks like he's tripping."
"Is that Sero?"
"Yeah."
"Heheh, you look like a taco wearing glasses."
Uraraka deadpanned. "He's lost it."
"Speaking of things not being as they should be, are you guys...still you?"
"I don't know anymore..." Johnny said, before walking face first into a rock. "Shit bricks..."
"Of course, why would you ask?" Sero responded.
"Well, earlier that girl transformed into Uraraka's clone..."
Uraraka turned red as Sero shook Izuku. "WAS SHE NAKED THEN TOO MIDORYIA?!"
"WHAT NO OF COURSE NOT SHE HAD A COSTUME ON!"
"Everyone is Uraraka..." Johnny said. He pointed at Izuku. "You're Uraraka, and you, and you, and..."
Johnny gasped and pulled at his shirt. "I'M URARAKA!"
Sero slapped him across the face, and Johnny blinked. "I...I think that worked, thank you."
"No problem."
...
"Merde! " Gyro cursed as he shivered from the cold. They were at a heavy disadvantage, Tsuyu was down due to the temperature, Kyoka was down a jack, and Shoji was sacrificing his own well-being to make sure their froggy friend didn't freeze to death.
Momo was clearly coming up with a plan, but she looked unsure. Gyro wracked his brain for ideas, the enemy was clearly intelligent, but they got their information from the Sports Festival, an event that Gyro wasn't a part of. He was quite literally a wild card, but he couldn't decide which plan he should go with.
If only Johnny was here...he could slip under the door with one of his wormholes...
"I've got a plan, hold on."
Momo ripped open the front of her costume, and Kyoka quickly jumped in the way. "ARE YOU CRAZY?!"
Gyro turned away in the nick of time, but that didn't necessarily stop his thoughts.
Momo threw earmuffs on the ground, and Kyoka picked them up, a look of understanding came across her face. Momo got on her belly, and a massive object began to emerge from her back...
...
Saiko Intelli giggled to herself. She had outsmarted the U.A students with ease. They were probably already unconscious, ready to be taken down. She nodded to her classmates, indicating that they could open the door to eliminate the competition.
Only for her ears to be violated by an intense sound attack. Her classmates each fell to the floor, and she quickly his behind the door as the U.A students came in.
"All right! It worked!"
Momo smiled. "Put your balls on the targets..."
This was her chance, Momo was weakened by the overusage of her quirk, quickly, she grabbed Momo's arm and yanked her out of the room, slamming the door behind them.
"Now...for you, Yaoyorozu..."
Saiko brought out a ball and tried to touch one of Momo's targets, but Momo grabbed her wrist and created handcuffs around Saiko's wrist.
"NOW ZEPPELI!"
What?!
A steel ball smashed into her other arm, and Saiko watched in horror as her arm began to move on its own, and it touched her own target. She was eliminated.
Kyoka and Shoji broke down the door, and Tsuyu hopped over and restrained Saiko's arm with her tounge, preventing her from returning the favor. "I don't understand...where?"
Gyro stepped out of the shadows. "I stayed behind, I knew you would forget about me since I wasn't at the Sports Festival, so I made sure there wasn't going to be any funny business. "
"But...why? You should be concerned for yourselves! This is an exam!"
"That might be how you work, but not us, we're obviously different." Kyoka said with one of her patented glares.
"She's our friend, and we don't leave friends behind!" Tsuyu declared.
"Yeah, fuck you Esdeath." Gyro said.
Momo raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
...
"Hey, Jiro?"
Kyoka turned to see Inu Ookami making her way towards her. A mix of feelings rose up in Kyoka's throat, but she pushed them down.
"O-Ookami...hi."
"Hi...listen, I'm sorry."
Kyoka blinked. Was she actually apologizing for the bullying?
"For what?"
"For middle school...I was absolutely terrible to you. The guilt has been eating away at me, every night, and I had to get it off my chest. Even if you don't forgive me...I just wanted to say that I never really believed anything I said."
"You...didn't?"
"No...when I made fun of you...let's just say my home life wasn't very good, and you were the person I decided to take it out on. I'm so sorry!" Ookami bowed her head, but Kyoka put a hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you...for apologizing...it means a lot to me, more than you know. I...I forgive you."
Ookami smiled. "Thank you...hey, is Kujo your boyfriend?"
"I...No, he isn't, why do you want to know?"
"Well...take it from me, you should get him while you still can. Guys like him aren't dime a dozen."
"You...think I have a chance?"
Ookami patted her on the back. "Go get him tiger."
...
"Do you think we passed Johnny?" Gyro asked his friend.
Johnny pressed his lips together. "I don't know...I was high for most of the combat section."
Kyoka patted him on the shoulder. "You were a big help for rescue though. The way you rotated the debris off of that guy was pretty cool."
"Not as cool as your Hearbeat Fuzz! That was amazing!"
"Yeah...that sniper trashed the speakers though...I'm sorry, you must've paid a lot for them..."
"Relax, the Speedwagon Foundation can just get another pair...although I would recommend a sturdier model..."
"Yeah."
"Hey, the results are in!"
Gyro held up his paper. "Well I'll be damned, I passed!"
"How...what?" Johnny looked at his paper in shock. "I was tripping the whole time! Who's in charge of this thing?!"
"You passed?" Kyoka asked.
"I did! Somehow!"
Kyoka smiled. "I did too."
Johnny looked at the screen and burst out laughing, and turned towards a certain anger prone classmate.
"Hey Katsuki."
"..."
"Hey Katsuki look at me."
"...what?"
"Bitch."
Bakugo angrily popped off a few explosions, and walked away.
Johnny smiled as he looked at the paper that granted him his license. I got it...I actually got it!
Now...now I have Santana to worry about...
...
"I'm bored." Himiko Toga whined, scratching her knife against a table. Tomura Shigaraki glowered at the maniac, his eyes cold. "You need to quit complaining, or I will turn you to dust, understand?"
"Bite me."
"He's right Toga, you really are an annoying little shit." Dabi interjected.
A sharp knock on as heard at the door to their hideout, and Shigaraki wrinkled his nose, putting his father's hand back on his face. "Who is it? We're busy."
The door to the warehouse flew off it's hinges, and a menacing silhouette stood framed in the decimated doorway. Santana slowly raised his head, glaring at Shigaraki.
"Santana...are you here to accept my proposal? What happened to not working with humans?"
"Actually...I'm here to make YOU a proposal."
Shigaraki smiled, an ugly smile. "Is that so? Why do I have the feeling I'm not going to accept it?"
"I won't be asking, and you won't have a choice. You will submit, or die."
Shigaraki kept his smile. "You do know I can kill you with a touch, right? Are you sure this is a good idea?"
"If you even try to touch me, you'll lose the ability to do so, forever."
"What?"
"I will forcibly remove your arms from your body."
Shigaraki pointed at Santana. "All right everybody, let's show this would-be usurper who he's messing with."
The entire League charged at Santana, Toga was first, excited by the prospect of drinking Pillar Man blood.
Santana swatted her aside like the fly she was.
Magne caught a bloodied Toga, concern written over her face. Then Santana threw Twice into the both of them.
Compress readied a marble. "You will not do any more har-" Santana moved faster than they thought possible, dodging Shigaraki's hand as he moved at a blur, punching Compress in the face and sending him into the wall, leaving a massive crater as the magician collapsed, coughing out blood.
Spinner stared in horror, but he swung a sword at Santana regardless, only for the Pillar Man to catch it between two fingers, and then he jabbed another two directly into the lizard man's throat, draining him of most of his blood in an instant.
All without the use of his stand.
Then a burst of blue flame hit Santana in the chest, and the Pillar Man staggered back. Dabi stood, flame at the ready, a hungry look in his eye. "Regenerate this, stoner."
Dabi unleashed a massive blast of flame that engulfed the Pillar Man, and for a moment, he thought he had won. No one had ever been able to survive a direct hit.
CLANG!
A metallic sound was heard, and Dabi's eyes widened in shock as a shape waded through the flames, until the Pillar Man finally emerged. His face was covered by a helmet that resembled a skull, his whole body was decked out in a chrome battle armor. A giant hammer rested at his side, with the name Genesis engraved on the side. His orange hair was sticking out from behind his helmet, flowing in the breeze. A long, dark cape flew behind him, like a shadow.
The behemoth that stood before Dabi was completely unfazed by the flames, Dabi blasted him again, and again, but Santana didn't even flinch. Instead, he simply swung his hammer directly into Dabi's knee.
A sickening CRACK was heard as the burnt serial killer fell to the ground, crying out in pain as he looked at his mangled leg. Then Santana slammed the hammer down onto the other one, breaking both of Dabi's legs.
Santana slowly turned to face Shigaraki, the only villain left standing. His skull-like mask made him look like death itself. "Last chance...submit."
"NEVER!" Shigaraki plunged a hand towards Santana, ready to disintegrate the bastard into nothingness.
Only for his hand to go straight through the Pillar Man, as though he wasn't even there.
"WHAT THE F-"
CRACK!
Shigaraki felt his head snap back as Santana hit him with an uppercut, and the leader of the LOV crumpled backwards. Santana stood over his quarry, his hammer angled just above his head.
"I spared your associates, and I'm sparing you, because I think you could be useful. Do you know why I call my stand Genesis? It's because it will bring about a new beginning, the start of a new era. As long as I wear my stand, this future is guaranteed.
I will be leaving now...you may tend to your wounds...but keep in mind: as of this moment, the League of Villains is MINE."
Santana's metal boots thunder against the ground as he lobbed his hammer over his shoulder, walking directly into the sunlight without a care in the world.
His time...is NOW.
...
So...Genesis is a wearable stand, but it's ability still remains unknown. What do you think it is? TheSBRdude, if you predict me one more time, I swear to God...
