So, I decided it would be best to avoid giving MHA characters stands. The story would become too convoluted. Thanks to everyone for the feedback.

Now, the battle with the Yakuza is coming up fast, and there is going to be a few deaths. Someone is at risk, another is guaranteed, and one I am still on the fence on.

One death is a villain.

The person at risk is a hero.

That's all I'm going to say.


Sergeant Spectre: Twice is Diego's man on the inside. He has returned to the League as a double agent in order to assure Eri's rescue. This arc will decide where Twice's allegiance truly lies.

CoolK: Susan doesn't like losing.

Coco Jumbo: Yes.

Iron: Nice hearing from you again! Those four will be a big powerhouse in the upcoming battle.

Guest: I'm definitely using that.


"Zeppeli."

"Che cazzo?! PERCHÉ SONO..." Gyro exclaimed, sitting up in his bed. Valentine was standing at the edge of it, shadows covering his face.

"WHY. ARE. YOU. SO. CREEPY?!"

Valentine opened his mouth, but then closed it, unable to come up with a reasonable response.

Gyro turned towards his alarm clock. "Dude, it's 12:30! AM! Why are you bothering me now?!"

"Because your partner in crime...is awake as well."

"Oh, so you went and woke Johnny up too, huh? Really, is this revenge or som-"

"He's been awake, in fact, I don't think he has slept in a while."

Gyro blinked, rubbing his eyes. "What?"

"Kujo isn't sleeping. I've been watching him for a while, he's been running on caffeine this whole time."

"...that fucking idiot...he's practicing isn't he?"

"Last I saw him, he was taking pot shots at tin cans near the dumpsters. Since I cannot get into heaven if he dies, I thought I would let you know."

Gyro walked over to his dresser and grabbed his hat, shoving it on his head, and storming out of his door. Valentine sighed, and took a moment to examine Gyro's room.

"He has such an...interesting taste."


Johnny sat in the alleyway as thunder crashed in the sky above him. It was pouring, and he didn't notice. All he knew, judging from the dripping wet earphone jack hovering in front of his face, was that he was in trouble.

His friends stood in front of him, each of them looking either disappointed, or pissed. Finally, Gyro spoke first. "You're fine, huh?"

"...no, I'm not."

Izuku walked up and brushed Kyoka's jacks aside, and then proceeded to lift Johnny by the collar. Izuku had never gotten angry at him before...

"YOU NEED TO PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!" Izuku screamed in his face. Izuku's expression went from angry to devastated. "I thought you were getting better...I thought you had moved past stuff like this..."

"It's not what you thin-"

*jab*

"...I'm too cold to feel pain at this point..."

"What the hell is it then?!" Kyoka said, a glare frozen on her face. "Because it looks like you're trying to exhaust yourself to death. When was the last time you went to sleep? "

"...three days ago..."

Kyoka took a step back, shock written all over her face. "THREE DAYS?!"

"I'm not trying to hurt myself...I promise. I...I just couldn't get any sleep, I tried, I really did...but all I could see was her face..."

"Then why didn't you ask for help?!" Izuku said, he was crying now. "I was there! I...this is my fault..."

"Wha-"

"I saw you the other day, you were up early...I should've pressed you further, I should've-"

"Nononononononono, don't blame yourself, please..." Johnny said, putting his head in his hands. "Just because I wasn't getting any sleep...didn't mean you guys had to lose any..."

"Johnny, you know, DAMN well, I would gladly sacrifice a few hours to help you, you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you would do the same for me." Gyro said, offering a hand to his friend. Johnny's tired eyes focused on it, and he took it. "Why were you out in the rain anyway."

"It wasn't raining when I came out...I was too tired to move..."

Kyoka stomped over and crushed Johnny in a half-strangle/half-hug. "You have to stop doing shit like this...you can't save Eri if you kill yourself first..."

"I'm sorry..." Kyoka felt Johnny slump forward into the embrace. "JoJo?"

No response.

"JOJO?!"

*snore*

Gyro managed a grin. "Looks like all he needed was the right pillow."

"Sh-shut up!" Kyoka said, she was so red that she could put Rudolph out of the job. She attempted to pry Johnny off of her, but with no luck...or maybe it just wasn't a real attempt.

"We should get him out of the rain...we wouldn't want him to catch a cold.." Izuku said.

"Kyoka you're carrying him."

"...I hate you."


Kyoka dragged Johnny into the common room and heaved him onto the couch, panting from the effort. God, either I'm really small, or he's really heavy...

It certainly didn't help that she could feel his muscles underneath his shirt as she was carrying his dripping...wet...body...

Kyoka quickly wiped blood from her nose as she plopped herself down next to her unconscious friend. He was soaking wet...and now she was too, since she went out there as soon as Gyro came to her door.

He really scared her tonight. Never in her life had she seen Johnny in a worse condition, minus the time she saw him after he lost his legs. He was really determined to save Eri, to the point where he would put his health on the line.

It would be admirable if it didn't hurt so much.

Sometimes, Kyoka wished she didn't care...but truthfully, part of her loved taking care of him like this. It was a way of...returning the favor.

Kyoka reached into her bag and pulled out a blanket, and draped it over Johnny. Gyro came in, turned around, and went back out, deciding not to intrude on the moment.

Kyoka took part of the blanket and pulled it over herself. I'm staying here. The last thing I want is for you to walk off into the rain again. I'll stay up all night if I have to...

All night...

Kyoka looked at Johnny's sleeping face, and despite how pissed she was at him, she had to smile. Without thinking, she leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

"Goodnight, you giant pain in the ass."

Kyoka turned to the side and closed her eyes, only for them to shoot open when she realized what she just did.

I want to die...


Johnny woke up, confused.

Why am I in the common room? Wait...

Did I actually go to sleep? And I DIDN'T have a nightmare?

"Good morning."

Johnny turned to see Kyoka sitting next to him, still in her pajamas. She offered him a steaming mug, and he gratefully took it. "Did I fall asleep?"

"Yeah, on me unfortunately."

"Oh...sorry..."

"It's no problem...are you feeling better?"

"Yeah...yeah I do."

"Good, now I can do this."

I'm getting warning bells...

*SMACK!*

"OW!"

"That was for scaring me." Kyoka said, lowering her hand. "Seriously, I'm already dealing with the whole Eri thing, and then you pull a stunt like that?! It's a miracle I still put up with you."

"I feel like I'm apologizing more than I should...I keep messing up."

"You're letting this get to you...because you see yourself in Eri. You want to save yourself, in a sense, and that's what's bringing you down."

"She isn't me Kyoka...she's worse. Susan was an abusive prick, but she wasn't cutting me up every other day to make bullets...I only understand a portion, of how she feels, but it's enough. I just feel compelled to get her out of there...and I can't rest until I do."

Kyoka frowned. "You're really stubborn sometimes JoJo...and I can't say it is always a good thing. You...you can rest, you know that? You have to be at your best when we finally track them down, otherwise..." Kyoka looked down.

"I could get hurt, and Chisaki could get away." Johnny finished.

Kyoka nodded. "You're...you're my best friend JoJo. When I saw you in that alleyway...I almost lost it. Please...don't do that to me again, I don't think I'd be able to handle it."

Johnny hung his head in shame. Izuku was right...I need to pull myself together, I'm hurting everyone around me...

"I won't...I think this was the kick in the ass I needed."

"Good." Johnny turned to see his father walking towards him. I don't have a good feeling about-

*SMACK!*

People really like to hit me as of late.

"What you did was stupid." Jotaro said. "Seriously...I could go back to smoking with all the stress you give me."

"Sorry Dad..."

"Yare yare daze...it's fine I guess. Still...gonna get an ulcer at this point..."

Jotaro walked towards the teacher's lounge, passing by Gyro and giving him a brief nod. Gyro walked over to his two friends.

"If you hit me, I sw-"

*SMACK!*

"GOD DAMMIT I GET IT! I'M AN IDIOT!"

"It's okay Gyro, I already chewed him out." Kyoka said. Gyro sighed and sat down next to them. "Do you know that Valentine was the one that told me? Valentine. I had to find out from our worst enemy, instead of you..."

"I'm not going to do it again, I promise."

"You better keep that promise asshole."

*SMACK!*

"Wha-WHO?!"

Joseph leaned over the teenagers. "That's all I'm going to say..."

"THAT WAS YOUR MECHANICAL HAND! THAT HURT!"

Izuku appeared behind his great-grandfather. "One For All, 15%-"

"NO!"

Johnny attempted to run away, only to fall flat on his face.

"All right, he gets it, no need to overdo it." Gyro said, putting his hands up. Izuku powered down and sighed. "Okay..."

"Listen, everyone. I'm sorry, it won't happen again."

"Johnny, you need to learn that it's okay to ask for help. You have all of these people who care about you, friends, family, whatever Jiro is to you-"

"GRAMPS!"

"W-we're friends Mr. Joestar."

"Sure, but that's besides the point. We are here for you Johnny, always."

"...thank you, all of you."

"I never want to be outside that late again." Kyoka said, scratching her arm. "Mosquitoes are a bitch."

Gyro slowly them turned towards Johnny, who had pulled his hat over his face for some reason.

"My...how unfortunate."


"So...this kid, has All Might's quirk...which is transferable..." Overhaul said.

"That's right, he's All Might's successor...and my ex-husband has been protecting him." Susan responded.

"How did you find out about this?"

"You know about my...mission, to save my family from my son. Well, Johnny is incredibly smart, he's a fucking mastermind...in order to defeat him, I needed information."

"So you've been stalking your son."

"Stalking is a strong word...I prefer...reconnaissance."

"Well, whatever you call it, you eavesdropped on a meeting about this special quirk, right?"

"Yep, who knew All Might would be keeping such a big secret? I knew that kid when I was still taking care of Johnny, he was a quirkless runt, always getting picked on. I bet All Might have him the quirk out of pity, and now he has a worthless crybaby as a successor...still, you should be careful, Johnny might've been a bad influence..."

"If he comes after Eri, he'll be the first to die, that simple. Thank you for bringing this to my attention Susan...from now on, Izuku Midoriya is our primary target."

Susan bowed respectfully, and walked away with a smile on her face.

Johnny will be too busy protecting Midoriya to notice me...and Chisaki will be too focused on fighting them.

And then, I'll take Eri whether she likes it or not, and my REAL target will act as bait.

Enjoy your final days in this Earth, Johnny...this is my last act of mercy, of love as your mother...

Because now, I'll be your undertaker...


"Are you ready Jin?" Diego asked into his phone.

"I'm in position...Chisaki doesn't suspect a thing...or Toga..."

"I'm giving her a chance...but if you can't convince her, I will have to step in."

"I understand...Diego?"

"Hm?"

"What if...what if the heroes hate me? What if they don't want my help?"

"They won't...I'll make sure of it. Get ready...I'll meet you there."

"Okay...see you then."

Diego hung up and put his head down. That's when he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist from the back.

"Are you okay?" Hot Pants asked.

"I'm asking him to betray his friends..."

"They don't care about him like we do, Jin is better off without them...don't feel bad about this."

Diego put a hand to his temple. "I'm just afraid of hurting him...it took so long to earn his trust...what if I lose it? What if he goes back to being a villain, because I failed him? What if-"

Diego was silenced by Hot Pants pressing her lips onto his. She broke the kiss and smiled. "You think too much, Dino-boy. We need to have faith in him...just like I found faith in you."

Diego smiled and put his forehead on hers. "Now you're the one who's being corny..."

"Shit, I've been around you too long."

"I like corny."

"Are you two done?" Diego and Hot Pants turned to see Polnareff sitting on the table beside them.

"How...long were you there?"

"Quite a while...you do know that turtles can't get around easily, right? I couldn't leave in time."

"Let me help you." Diego said as he picked up the shelled crusader. "Hot Pants, could you do me a small favor and open the window?"

"WAIT, NO!"

Diego threw the turtle like a football, and Polnareff screamed until he landed in Giorno's swimming pool. A faint, "FUCK YOU!" was heard.

"That wasn't very nice Diego."

"Well...old habits die hard. Besides, he's fine, look at his little legs swimming around!"

Hot Pants shook her head, chuckling. "You're impossible."


Joseph loaded the clip on his Tommy gun, examining it. Honestly, it was a miracle the old thing still worked, considering it's been around since 1939.

Overhaul was definitely working with Santana, since the crime boss had a few League members in his corner. If Santana was there, then Joseph would finish what he started.

However, Joseph noticed that Santana's behavior was...different, compared to the other Pillar Men. He was still evil, but vengeance no longer seemed to be a concern. Maybe that's why he was isolated from the others...he had different ideals...

It makes sense...maybe he doesn't want to destroy humanity like the others did...so they separated him before he became a problem. Kars called him a guard dog...because anyone who didn't agree with him wasn't enlightened.

Santana is definitely harder to understand than the other three.

Still, Joseph had a little girl to save. There would be no rest for this old man, no rest for the Joestars. Fate had something planned for them...to protect the world for generations.

And Joseph would continue to uphold the family legacy until his last breath. Gone were the days of shirking responsibility, groaning over hard work. He had learned his lesson with the Tomoko/Suzi Q incident...

What would Suzi Q say about what is currently happening?

Joseph looked through his suitcase, before a certain outfit caught his eye. The old mischievous glint returned to his eye as a wicked grin spread on his face. "This...could come in handy..."