Okay, so I want to clarify, the Thanksgiving Special takes place AFTER the Necromancer's defeat, hence why there are some future events being forshadowed. It is essentially avoiding spoilers aside from the obvious, like Gyro and Momo finally concluding the game.

Sorry for the confusion.


Bearticguy7: Love it!

PhantomKnightPercival: Thank you...it really means a lot, and I'm super glad you've been with me throughout all of this!

Jddraign: 0_0

Mr- SandIsComicsMadder: I'm glad you liked it! Fighting turkeys was a brilliant idea, but I really wanted to add Linda.

Euphoria: The Necromancer is planning too...let's just say he is going to pull an Uno Reverse Card.

FinchFlyingAce: There isn't anyone I can really think of. However, he will hurt a few named characters in this chapter.

AshenOne: The Necromancer means business, no character is safe. Also, I was trying to censor their son's name, and it auto corrected a bit. Add a bit of mystery to it. I really DO like the Valentine therapist idea.

Great idea for GyMo!

Humble3dore: Thank you! I'm glad you find it funny!

Death Omen Star: Don't worry, his death will be quite fitting.

Spaghetti sauce: I KNOW, I CAN HARDLY BELIEVE IT!

Balanced goose: Great stand, it's like an evil Uraraka!


"Heheheeheheheheeheeeeee...isn't Don't Fear the Reaper great, Touya? Not only does it make me look scary, but I can create an army at will!" The Necromancer gleefully stated, stirring the vat of blood. "Soon...very soon, those who have wronged me and my President will be joining my numbers..."

"So all that blood will just turn into bloodthirsty zombies...that's pretty scary, I'd hate to be on the other end of it." Dabi remarked.

"Well...it really depends on your actions."

"What exactly do you mean by that?"

"I have enough blood now...thank you for helping me get it. Hey, do you know the best way to work with villains?"

"...what?" Dabi said, slowly backing away.

"You have to double cross them, before they can double cross you. You see, their lot is untrustworthy..." The Necromancer turned to face Dabi. "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"You...knew..."

"That Tomura figured out that I was going off and doing my own thing? That he sent you to check on me? Kill me if what I was doing was...traitorous? He promised you revenge, so he earned your loyalty... "

"He already knows. He already knows you've been playing both sides, and he isn't going to let you get away with it."

"Does it look like I give a damn? The only reason anyone gives a shit about that crusty half-starved bastard is because All For One does. My goal has already been achieved, the war between Tomura Shigaraki and Santana is happening, with or without me, it is too late to stop it. I don't have to listen to either of them anymore..."

The Necromancer tilted his head as Dabi activated his quirk, blue flames erupting around them. "How cute...you had always intended to stop me..."

"I'm a serial killer, so I'm not too concerned about you killing people...what I am concerned about is that you seem to want to kill EVERYONE."

"If that is what It takes."

It had become clear that the Necromancer and Dabi were now engaged in a standoff.

"Hehehehee...go ahead, burn me. I'll just regenerate, I AM a vampire after all. You really think fire is enough to kill me?"

"This isn't normal fire, this is hotter."

"Unless you suddenly pull Hamon out of your ass, you aren't going to do shit. Your best option would be to run, and to pray to God that I don't catch you."

"Die."

Dabi unleashed a burst of blue flame, but the Necromancer twisted the upper half of his body to the side, almost 360 degrees, and threw a knife directly into Dabi's gut.

Dabi staggered back and snarled, but the Necromancer closed the distance between them in a flash, grabbing the hilt of the knife and pushing it deeper, while beating Dabi over the head in an animalistic manner.

Soon, the burnt serial killer was crawling on the ground, leaving a trail of blood behind him, trying to escape. The Necromancer placed a clawed foot on his back. "Did I tell you, or did I tell you? My stand isn't really the physical type, but being a vampire makes up for it."

The Necromancer bent over so his face was next to Dabi's. "Still, while I could drain you of all your blood and leave you for dead...I didn't do all that research on you for nothing."

Zombies emerged from the vat of blood, each and every one of them had their eyes focused on the struggling serial killer.

"Your victims would like...a WORD with you." The Necromancer said, turning to leave the room, leaving a wounded Dabi to his fate. "Oh...and Touya? I'm a BIG Endeavor fan."

Dabi's face contorted in rage as the Necromancer closed the door on him, locking him inside.


"Alright, so...battle plans." Kyoka said, stabbing a knife into a chunk of meat and eating it straight off the blade. "How the hell are the two of us going to topple a fascist regime in enough time for you to save your universe?"

Valentine furrowed his brow. "There is no way we could take down the regime itself, only the leader...I have an idea on how to take him down, but it means we would have to get in close."

"Last time I did that, I lost an eye." Kyoka responded.

"I need to be close to him, it's the only way it would work."

Kyoka sighed, adjusting her eyepatch. "I suppose...if it's our only option. Question."

"Hm?"

"Your Kyoka, what exactly has she been through? It's just...I want to know how my life would've turned out if this universe didn't go to shit..."

"Well, she doesn't care for me much, I DID try to eliminate Johnny Kujo and Gyro Zeppeli in my universe too. She has been through some things, she fought Johnny's mother to the death."

"I never met the bitch...so I still wound up taking a life, huh?"

"For good reason, Susan Cummings was a monster."

"*snort* Cummings?"

"Getting off topic, she has grown into a wonderful hero, and she fights alongside her friends as an equal. She's...probably preparing for death as we speak, I let them know the Necromancer is planning to wipe everyone out. "

Kyoka looked down. "I can't accept that. That universe you showed me...that future...she deserves it, it's too late for me. If I can at least make sure the main universe turns out alright, maybe there is still a chance to be a hero after all."

Valentine watched as Kyoka went over to the other side of her hideout, and pulled out a harmonica and began playing. "Wait...that harmonica..."

"What about it? It was the first instrument I ever learned."

"I know, my version of you gave it to Gyro Zeppeli as a sign of good faith...and it ended up saving his life. Then he saved..."

Kyoka looked down at the harmonica. "I forgot to bring it with me...on I-Island...you mean, if I did...FUCK!"

Kyoka threw the harmonica against the wall in a fit of rage, sinking to her knees. "ONE TRIVIAL LITTLE THING COULD HAVE PREVENTED ALL THIS! YOU GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!"

"It's not like you knew."

"It's just my luck...isn't it? That I had to live in the worst possible reality. Where all it would've taken was a goddamn harmonica to prevent my suffering..."

"Jiro..."

"All my friends, my family...THEY'RE ALL DEAD! BECAUSE I FORGOT TO BRING A FUCKING HARMONICA WITH ME ON A TRIP!"

"Jiro, there are also probably plenty of universes where you forgot it, and Gyro still lived. That's just what happened in mine. The multiverse is full of infinite possibilities, so the harmonica might have been meaningless in this universe, so don't blame yourself."

"Still...I just had to be stuck here, in the worst reality. Why am I the only one still alive, Valentine? Why was I the Kyoka that couldn't have a happy ending?"

Valentine lowered his head. "That's the way it works. You would have probably have met a gruesome fate regardless, it was mere luck you lasted longer than the others. I am truly sorry for the pain my counterpart has caused you..."

"You aren't responsible for him." Kyoka muttered. "I mean, I've only recently become aware that there even IS a multiverse. I'm sure there are plenty of good Valentines out there, I just got stuck with a shitty one. Sorry about all that..."

"You lost everyone you ever cared for, it's a miracle you have carried on as long as you did. I don't blame you for losing your temper. You...deserved better than this."

Kyoka sighed and went back to eating. "Thank you. I might be the Kyoka without a happy ending...but I'll see to it that yours gets one, it's the least I could do."

"That...gives me an idea." Valentine said, scratching his chin. "You ARE the only living member of Class 1A, right?"

"I am..."

"Knowing myself, I consider you a threat, otherwise I wouldn't have tried to kill you. I'm also not the type to leave loose ends. It would be safe to assume that I am still hunting you."

"Yeah, you are. I wouldn't be hiding in an old Nomu factory if you weren't."

"What if you were dead?"

"...pardon me?"

"Sorry, could have phrased that better. This Valentine has a stand of his own, meaning he has no idea what D4C is, or what it can do. This gives us the advantage, if I travel to a universe in which you were slain, and we make the corpse look like you... "

"We could fake my death..."

"And knowing myself, I would inevitably lower my guard, believing that victory is assured. Then we strike and take the book."

Kyoka pressed her lips together. "As wrong as defiling another version of me is...we would be biologically identical...he would definitely be fooled."

"If I go ahead with this, you cannot touch the body. Two of the same person cannot co-exist in one universe, if you come into contact with yourself, you will both be destroyed."

"Well...I'm living in a dead world anyway, it's not like I'm afraid of disappointing anybody. Fine, you get that dead me, I'll lay real low. Make sure to put it in a place where I would have a last stand or something...my parent's house would be good."

"I'll get to work on that, then...the best of luck to you."

"Luck is a myth."

As Valentine used his American Flag to depart from the Dark Universe, he couldn't help but be bothered by this Kyoka's fate. She called herself the Kyoka without a happy ending...

Why does that BOTHER me so much? I never used to care about other realities, as long as mine was preserved...

I guess Kujo and Zeppeli really WERE a good influence on me...


"NO!" Johnny shouted, sitting up in a cold sweat. His vision was slightly blurry, and he was breathing heavily.

Almost two seconds later, a pair of arms wrapped around his body from behind, and Kyoka rested her chin on his shoulder as she began rubbing his shoulders.

"Shhhhh...it's okay, I'm here...it was just a nightmare..."

They were currently in the half-finished tree house, and Johnny wanted to spend the night up there to see how it was, and Kyoka decided to join him.

"S-sorry...did I w-wake you up?"

"I don't mind...breathe JoJo...take deep breaths, your heart is going nuts."

Johnny closed his eyes and finally got his breathing under control. He slowly laid back down, and Kyoka readjusted herself so she could look at his face.

"Better?"

"Mostly...thank you."

"You almost had a panic attack there, scared the shit out of me. What was that nightmare about anyway? Er...if you're comfortable telling me, that is."

"It's fine...I was...in a dark room, and everyone was there. You, Gyro, Izuku, Dad, Jolyne...everyone. Then, the darkness just kept swallowing you all, one by one, and...I couldn't move, I could only watch as each of you disappeared, and there was this one point where you screamed my name-"

"That was actually real, Johnny. You were seriously hyperventilating back there...I was really worried."

"Oh...sorry."

"Not like you could control it."

"Anyway...when it was my turn, the darkness just surrounded me. I couldn't see, I couldn't hear, everything was just black. I thought I was trapped, forever, without seeing any of the people I care for ever again."

Kyoka frowned and pulled his head in, kissing the top of it. "I'm sorry Johnny...I should've woken you up sooner."

"Remember when you told me your worst fear was feeling helpless?"

Kyoka nodded.

"Mine is being alone. I know I'm a bit of an introvert, but...I really, really don't like being alone. Loneliness is the absolute WORST feeling for me...that's what made the nightmare so terrifying. Kyoka...if the Necromancer is really going to give it his all...what if I lose everyone? If I end up alone, then...then..."

"Johnny, as long as I'm still around, you'll never be alone. What I said about wanting to be a part of the Joestar family, I meant it. I want to stay with you...I have never had such a strong connection with another human being, the way I have one with you. Besides, even if I do end up six feet under, you could probably get a new girlfriend in a matter of minutes."

"A new girlfriend? How dare you think that you're replaceable!"

"Good answer. Johnny...what I'm trying to say is, you're remarkable. Even if everything goes wrong...you'll never be alone. You'll always find new people, because anyone who wouldn't want to be around you is an idiot."

Johnny closed his eyes. "Thank you...I'm going to try to go back to sleep..."

"Hey, look at me."

Johnny opened his eyes again, and Kyoka leaned over and kissed him. "We WILL beat the Necromancer, Santana, or whoever else comes our way, because we are stronger together. I promise, and I mean it, you will NEVER be alone."

"...I really love you."

"I know...ditto."

"We're in the middle of a heart-to-heart, and all you can say is 'ditto?'"

Kyoka burst out laughing, and laid her head on his chest. "I'll be there for you, always. You're stuck with me now, Johnny Kujo, so you better get used to it."

"That goes both ways." Johnny replied with a smile, and the two stayed entwined with one another, slowly slipping back into sleep.


Valentine emerged into this new universe...

Only to find two scantily clad women charging at each other with swords in the middle of a large school courtyard, knocking people aside with massive gusts of wind that were a result of the ferocious battle.

This universe is...interesting... Valentine thought to himself, frowning. Clearly, I'm in the wrong place...

What the actual hell is with those outfits?

Valentine blanked out as the one with the eyebrows began screaming about exposing her breasts.

Yeah...I'm out.


"It's so nice that we get to go on break, isn't it Deku? I can't wait to spend some time with my parents again!" Uraraka said, grinning.

"Yeah...hey Uraraka?"

"Hm?"

"I...really appreciate you, you know that?" Izuku said. "You...changed the name Deku into something I could be proud of. Just...I wanted to say thank you, for everything..."

"W-whoa, w-where did t-this come from?!" Uraraka said, blushing. "You're talking as if you're saying goodbye or something."

"Sorry, I just...really wanted you to know that. I've got to go call my mom, but seriously, thank you...for everything."

Izuku walked away from a confused and concerned Uraraka and dialed his mother. Come on Izuku...just don't make it sound like a goodbye...

Izuku anxiously put his phone to his ear, bouncing up and down. You could survive this after all, yeah!

"Hello?"

"Hello Izuku...I'm afraid Inko isn't home right now...but I can take it for her." A familiar, grating voice said on the other end of the phone, and Izuku's blood ran cold.

"Y-you...no...IT CAN'T BE YOU!"

"It is!" The Necromancer gleefully said, chuckling in amusement. "I bet you're wondering why I have this phone...well, it's an interesting story really..."

"WHERE. IS. MY. MOTHER?"

"Alive, although the stand users guarding her unfortunately can't relate. Heheheheheheeee...the only one that survived was that Nijimura guy, he barely made it. Oh...his face when his brother attacked him...really made my day."

"S-Santana promised to keep you in line! When he finds out-"

"He'll what? By then, sweet little Inko would be long gone. You see, I've been watching Star Wars recently, and I've really been digging what Palpatine was doing in the prequels. Playing both sides of the conflict, waiting for the opportune moment. I only ever considered listening to Santana because I was afraid that the war wouldn't happen...but now I know it is CERTAIN! I DON'T HAVE TO HOLD BACK ANYMORE!"

"..." Izuku was seething in quiet anger, and it was slowly morphing into rage.

"Heheheheee! You know...a wise Jedi master once said, 'the best offense is a good defense.' That's what I've decided to do. You see, I still intend to wipe UA off the face of the planet...but I think I should really get your motley crew out of the way first..."

"..."

"I've ensured that you all will be coming to ME. If I attacked UA, you would have the home court advantage, so...even if there is a small risk, I'm not taking it. Here's the deal, I'm going to feed your mother to my zombies in 3 days, if you can find me and my hideout in that time, you could theoretically save her. Of course, you would then be at my mercy, but-"

"It won't take three days..."

"Really?"

"Yeah...I'm finding you NOW." Izuku growled, hanging up before the Necromancer could respond. Izuku slowly began crushing his phone in his fist.

The Necromancer wouldn't even have a day, Izuku would be coming for him...

And Izuku really wasn't sure if he would be all that heroic if he did.


"You say Kyoka Jiro is dead?" Dark Valentine asked, taking a sip of wine.

"Her body was found near the ruins of her family home, along with the bodies of several of our men. It appears she wanted to go out in a blaze of glory." The Captain stated. "We checked the body, it is most certainly her, Supreme Leader."

"...I will inspect it myself, I will not be sure unless I can confirm it. Cause of death?"

"Several lacerations and bullet wounds, she put up a hell of a fight."

Dark Valentine stood up. "If that is true, then the last of Class 1A's resistance is finally past us, we can rule our new empire in peace. Still...I must put this to rest myself, before I can be certain."

"As you wish, Supreme Leader, we will form a investigative team at once." The Captain said, saluting and exiting the room.

Unbeknownst to the both of them, Valentine and Kyoka were watching through the window.

"Look at him...just sucking down wine like he didn't ruin the fucking planet...like he didn't ruin my life." Kyoka muttered darkly, scratching the scar underneath her eyepatch.

"Don't scratch that."

"It's itchy, like it knows that he's near. Just looking at him, living the easy life while the world burns...it makes me SICK!"

"Do I make you sick?"

"No, he's the guy who murdered everyone I cared about...he's Bastard Valentine, you're Fluffy Valentine."

"*sigh*" Fluffy Valentine facepalmed. "I swear to God if that nickname sticks..."

"Save it Fluffy. He seemed to fall for it...now all we have to do is ambush Bastard Valentine and take the book from him...and you can save your universe."

"What will you do after I've gone?" Valentine asked, curious.

"...Die, probably. Once Bastard Valentine is gone, my jobs done...don't feel guilty about it, this universe is a lost cause, as am I. You focus on doing your job, and I'll do mine, alright?"

Fluffy Valentine grimaced. There's that feeling again...

"Okay...let's get that book...and end this universe's suffering once and for all."

And perhaps...no, I can't think about that, not now.

I have a job to do.


The Necromancer poked Inko's cage, where the woman looked to be frightened out of her wits. He had positioned JoFoe in front of the cage, and made it stare at her, just to sike her out.

He fully expected Izuku and the Joestar group to find them before the three day limit, he wanted them to.

The Necromancer wanted to see what Izuku would do when he killed Inko right in front of him.

He finally understood why he was so interested in Izuku in the first place. "We came from the same place...didn't we, Midoriya? We were both...quirkless...and yet...you are so very different from me...why is that? Why aren't we the same? How did you get it better than me?"

Perhaps his mother was the blue that held it all together, just as Valentine was the glue for him. Perhaps...once he lost Inko...Izuku would come around to his point of view.

Izuku could even surrender OFA to the Necronomicon, so he could gain TRUE power in its place. He could even be an...apprentice...

The Necromancer threw open the door, fully expecting to find a half-eaten Dabi on the ground...instead...

"Shit..."