(Kevin Macleod – Itty Bitty 8 Bit)
"Oi, Josuke, check out this radio!"
"Woah."
"I know, right? It sure is expensive, though."
"I can always ask… nevermind."
"Huh? Do you hear that?"
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh-!"
"Aah!"
Josuke never expected someone to tackle him with the brutality of a rugby player. He wasn't one to hold grudges over small incidents like that, but damn if he was going to let that asshole and his buddies run away with it without apologizing! That's just rude!
"Oi! We should give 'em a lesson they won't forget!" his friend, Okuyasu, voiced Josuke's opinion. He was really glad to have a friend like that.
"Wonder why were they running like that..."
BOOM!
"What was that?!"
Braylon, Ren and Jaune hid into a tiny alleyway. They had no idea if the Mancubus was following them nor they had the intention of finding out. Nobody has balls that squared to stay near something that has two fucking cannons for hands and is fat enough to rival a feminist. Braylon shared the same sentiment.
"Holy fuck!" he gasped, gripping his head, "Did you see how fat it was! That shit was huge!"
His teammates, who had problems of their own, didn't bother to answer. Jaune, after Vulcan was snatched away from his hands from one greedy Vault Hunter, sat on the ground with his back against the wall and sighed, too fucked up to say anything. Ren, on the other hand, checked his StormFlower.
"I don't understand… my guns aren't working."
"Did you check their condition lately?"
"Yes, before we departed. They didn't jam, though."
"Huh, then what?"
"Nothing. I keep pressing the trigger but it's nothing."
"Hmm… Hey Jaune."
"What?" came as a quiet whisper from the blond.
"Can you check your sword and shield to see if they work?"
Jaune tried lazily to activate his shield. After the second attempt, he simply replied: "Doesn't work."
"I see. Could Dust be the problem?"
"What do you mean?" asked Ren.
"I remember reading somewhere about a theory that Dust doesn't work outside Remnant's atmosphere. It becomes inert."
"Looks like that theory is true..."
"You can still use your blades though."
"I'm not sure I want to go anywhere near that monster with just my blades. Or any monster that is… not-Grimm, for that matter."
"That reminds me; can you use your Aura?"
"… I can."
"At least something. You two are a hindrance to me right now." the look they gave him told how they knew that, "I'm sorry. But I'll take it from here."
"You?" Jaune asked, "What can you do on your own? You'll get killed."
"I'll… I'll find a way."
"Aren't we confident."
Braylon's eyes widened slightly.
"It's you! Why were you absent for so long?"
"What's on your mind?"
"I was busy with more important matters that required my full attention."
"So, you could contact me but you didn't?"
"Of course."
"You two stay behind cover at all times. Jaune has my Pistol but it won't be enough for the tougher ones. I thought all this Maiden bullshit was important to you."
"So you will go out there, fighting on your own?"
"Not enough as you think it is. It would be a minor setback at best and a waste of time at worst."
"Yes. I'm enough experienced to deal with anything that comes my way. I hope. So you won't help me?"
"I didn't know you need someone to hold your hand through every problem you face. Also, these are my brothers we are talking about. As much as I despise them, we do share a common goal. We just don't agree on the methods."
"Then why did you help me get out of Hell?"
"Don't think that you can get out of this place without consequences. You will return back here, sooner or later. It is unavoidable."
"Answer my question, damn it! Hey!"
"GROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAARGHHH!"
Like that, an awfully-loud demon expressed his rage, which in humanspeak would sound something along the lines of: "If I find you, I am gonna rip your tiny balls and shove them down your throat while I turn your spine into a coat hanger that won't be worth shit." It was so loud that everything made of glass was shattered into pieces. The earth trembled and the sky distorted for a second.
That is to say, it was absolutely fucking scary.
"That's a strong one alright. I think I wet my pants. Damn it, I really did." Braylon smiled ironically, "Welp, if I fail, you are on your own."
"W-wait…! Braylon!"
But our hero refused to listen. So he went on the street and materialized Ajax's Spear.
Morioh was one of those places on Earth which had a reputation for attracting really bizarre shit. That reputation would only be known to its inhabitants, who were bizarre themselves, might we add crazy. No, there were no cat ladies or asshole neighbors in the summer of that year. It was relatively quiet and peaceful, almost boring really. But then, why it attracted bizarre shit? Well, it all started with this kid named Josuke Higashikata, called JoJo by every wannabe bully ever, who… was pretty damn special. Not special as in "nerdy bookworm with excellent grades" special, but special as in "hey, I have superpowers which make me totally awesome" special!
Maybe we should explain. On a bright sunny day (or was it raining?) this kid learned that he had a buddy he called Crazy Diamond. A buddy so special, nobody could see him (we are not making fun of crazy people, keep reading dumbass). This buddy became his special bodyguard. He could throw punches like you wouldn't believe. He could also fix something he punched! For quite some time Josuke thought he was the only one with such a buddy! That was until everything turned to shit when a member of his family, a guy named Jotaro Kujo (which was, coincidentally, also named JoJo by assholes and friends alike), showed up. After that, he found two more friends who had these buddies, called Stands, and now he had to FIGHT ALIENS WHO CAME TO CONQUER MORIOH!
…
Alright. We will explain that too.
(Doom 2 – Message For The Arch-Vile)
About three minutes after the explosion, he and his friend Okuyasu (one of the friends we mentioned earlier) were attacked by creatures he first thought were someone's Stand. But after he started fighting them seriously, he discovered they weren't a Stand at all. They bled and behaved like living beings. So what the hell were they? His answer: aliens. Not those "we come in peace" or "I'll probe your ass" but actual aliens!
"J-Josuke! I think I wet my pants!"
"Not now, Okuyasu! Hyaa!" Crazy Diamond punched a brown humanoid until it fell on the ground. Another one threw a freaking fireball at him, though he was faster and dodged it with ease. Josuke's Stand punched this other brown humanoid so hard it went flying into a store. You have to understand that Josuke was a pacifist. He would never kill anything, not even a sworn enemy. But something was off with those aliens. Whenever one was close, he would start freaking out more than he was actually scared! Maybe they had Stands as well…
"Josuke! Behind you!"
Josuke turned and, holy shit, there was a green-skinned one who had only a mouth (!), running towards him like a car! If it weren't for Okuyasu, he would have been dead on the spot.
Okuyasu Nijimura. He was a dumbass. Even Josuke had to admit. People like Okuyasu usually have really strong luck that makes up for their lack of brains. In his case, luck gave him a Stand he called The Hand. Basically, it was a humanoid reality-eraser. Unbelievable, right? The Stand's right hand could erase everything that came to contact with it, even reality. Too bad its user had a double-digit IQ. He saved Josuke by allowing The Hand to erase half of the alien's face. It wasn't even intentional. Okuyasu did it only because he was scared as fuck and nothing smart came to his mind. The blood that gushed out was another thing.
"Shit! I just washed my damn uniform!" complained Josuke, completely ignoring the fact that he and his friend had to deal with demons from Hell. Some people can be so obsessed with their looks.
"S-sorry Jo-Aaah!" Okuyasu received a plasmaball to the back, courtesy of a monkey-like Vulgar.
"GROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAARGHHH!"
"Now what?!" An Eurynomus grabbed Josuke's leg while he was distracted by the sudden noise that spread through whole Morioh. "Argh! Screw you!" Crazy Diamond kicked the tiny demon like a ball, away from his user.
"Hah hah hah!" The infamous, sadistic War Elemental showed up to the party, bringing two Dark Souls with it.
"They can fly too?!"
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. The bastards had them both trapped! Worst of all, he would die with the thought of being unable to help his friend!
RATATATATA!
Two Grunts exploded into piles of gore. All demons turned their heads to see who did that. This allowed Crazy Diamond to punch the Vulgar away, retrieve Okuyasu and jump over a nearby wooden fence. Somone came to their aid, but who? Josuke had to see before he jumped.
"Oh! It's the asshole!"
The Vault Hunter expected more demons than he actually fought. He was sure they were hiding somewhere, waiting for the moment he would drop his guard so they could buttfuck him into oblivion. Metaphorically speaking. The presence of pleb-tier fodder, such as Bull Demons and Imp Grunts, and their relatively low numbers, made him think the invasion started recently. This view was further compelled when he noticed the lack of reality-bending phenomenons. So, of course, it begged the question: "Did they follow us here or there is another reason unknown to him?"
Having no time to contemplate about his place in the multiverse, he had to watch out for demons you see, Braylon's thoughts returned to the landwhale called Mancubus. Although he had to run like a pussy to avoid the ginormous fireballs it crapped out, he was able to see metallic tubes sticking out of its body. Conclusion: the demons were using technology to make cyborgs.
Fuck.
Could it be a problem in the future? Absolutely. Demons were very creative when it came to destruction. How far it would go? It was probably a good idea to avoid such distracting thoughts in the middle of a battlefield.
"Wraargh!"
He heard a high-pitched shriek coming out from a house. Wishing to investigate the noise, he approached the door only to be thrown away as said door exploded.
"That can't be good..."
Cracking of bones followed the whirring of a machine. Walking out from the smokescreen was one tall skeleton with a jet-pack and two shoulder-mounted rocket launchers. Two green irises stared him as if he were mere trash.*
"That's definitely not good!"
You cannot outrun rockets. That is a fact. Braylon was blown away by two of them even before he had a chance to stand up. For a creature to have such firepower, he didn't feel the supernatural fear as he did with demons. No supernatural fear meant that the skeleton wasn't a demon, but another demonic creation. No supernatural fear also meant he could feel the supernatural rage.
And boy, was he pissed off.
The spooky, scary skeleton grabbed him by the leg and tossed him at a wall, much like when you throw a pen that outlived its usefulness. He felt none of the punishment because the Shield absorbed it all. Also, he felt no damage inflicted on his soul. It was going to be a normal fight for once! Now there is something you don't hear often!
Braylon hadn't predicted Jaune's idiotic move; to fire into the back of the creature with the Plasma Pistol. As you probably thought, it was not really useful, though it was a wonderful distraction. A quick look to the left and Braylon saw a Ravager Demon, charging without a care in the world.
Perfect! Braylon jumped on his feet, damaged the skeleton's jet-pack with Ajax's Spear and kicked it towards the pinkish demon, who simply caught it and moved forward, hitting a parked car. He materialized a grenade and threw it. Kaboom. Two birds with one stone.
Alright, where should he go now? Shit, he forgot! Maybe those two idiots in uniforms from back then were in trouble! Going through the same road, he encountered said people, now surrounded on all sides by demons. He had no idea how they survived for so long nor did he care at the moment. He had to act!
RATATATATA!
The Ajax's Spear roared through the abandoned street, killing two Grunts. As he, like an idiot, ran forward, one of them levitated over a fence. The other hesitated to jump.
"Oh! It's the asshole!"
"Who are you calling an asshole, asshole?!" He threw another grenade and kept firing, A Vulgar and a Bull Demon blew up. The War Elemental released two more Dark Souls before it flew away. Braylon destroyed one and fired at the Elemental, but missed. His biggest mistake was to ignore the Dark Souls. It was too late to remember their special ability.
The three skull-shaped demons merged into a whirlpool of green fire, out of which came a figure similar to an Agent of Apocalypse, but taller, more hulking and with eight horns attached to an extended skull. Two giant wings were strapped to its back. Eyes, hands, legs and markings on the body blazed green. The ritual was complete and the new demon set its hooves on the ground. Braylon swore the trees in the background suddenly became dead. **
"Hah hah hah hah ha!" It bellowed, living in the moment. Braylon quickly averted his gaze, trying to see whether that person escaped or not. He did. Awesome. One less thing to worry about.
The demon threw a green sphere into the air. It broke into eight smaller spheres, throwing themselves at Braylon. Those that failed to hit him went through ground without disturbing it. Three scored a clear hit. He went down, desperately clinging to a life he could feel slipping away. It was as if the damage was amplified by something and now became extremely bad for his health. The ground began glowing green. A circle formed around his body.
He was totally screwed.
Wow. That guy wasn't just an asshole. He was also an idiot.
Josuke never thought aliens could do what he was able to see through the wooden fence. It was probably some technology he would never be able to understand. Just like in the movies.
Okuyasu's uniform now had a hole. Oh well, he would fix it later. Okuyasu himself was still unconscious. No serious wounds. That was a relief. But the stranger was in big trouble! He would be damned if he let that person die!
Right now the alien formed a green circle around the stranger, probably to harm him even more. Josuke quickly concluded that if he wanted to save both Okuyasu and the stranger, he had to challenge the alien to a deathmatch. If only Jotaro was there with him…
Jumping once again over the fence, Josuke ran towards the alien. As soon as he was withing range, Crazy Diamond cocked back his right fist and pushed it forward as fast as it could. However, the alien quickly turned around and caught Crazy Diamond's fist!
"It can see my Stand?!"
The alien, now pissed off, returned the favor. Crazy Diamond flew backwards. Because a Stand and its user share the pain, Josuke felt the same damn pain as his Stand. Unlike Josuke, Crazy Diamond could stand up.
"D-damn it! That was brutal."
He was going to die. The pain was horrible. Now he knew how the stranger felt. The alien was coming closer…
"Josuke!"
"Koichi?"
He couldn't believe it! Koichi found him! And Jotaro too! How convenient!
"Good work, Echoes!"
Jotaro said nothing. His Stand, Star Platinum, would talk for him. Unlike Crazy Diamond, Star Platinum was a master at delivering pain to his targets.
"No! Don't come closer!"
And like Crazy Diamond, Star Platinum did the same mistake.
"Hah hah hah hah!" The alien laughed as it blocked even Star Platinum's attack.
"Tsk!" But Jotaro had none of that bullshit, so his Stand delivered a series of fast punches. This time, however, the bastard formed a green shield around it! The shield exploded outwards and Star Platinum was thrown away.
"Jotaro!"
"Heh! It's fine! This guy, though… what the hell is he?"
It brought the hands together, creating two fireballs that spun around each other, forming a spiral that went towards Koichi. If it weren't for Star Platinum, who pushed him away, Koichi would explode like that car behind them. Seeing that a normal fight wouldn't get him anywhere, Jotaro decided to use Star Platinum's ability.
"Star Platinum! The World!"
Everything ground to a halt. This was Star Platinum's ability; time freeze. Jotaro's Stand could freeze time, even if for few seconds. But those few seconds were enough for him to end the fight. Star Platinum unleashed all his power on the defenseless alien, without restraint, ending with a fist that pierced through its chest just as returned to normal.
"Hraaaaaarghough!?"
For having such a deep voice, its shrill scream of surprise and anger was quite disturbing. Green fire and light erupted from the hole in its chest until the markings, eyes and limbs lost their color. When the body became an empty husk, it crumbled into tiny black pebbles.
"Whoa! Jotaro, you did it!" Koichi praised, only to be met with a glare.
"We didn't win. There are more of them all over Morioh." He walked towards the stranger. "Something tells me we will get our answers from him… and his friends over there."
"Huh?" Koichi blinked. "Where? Oh! Wait, I can see them! Hey, you!"
There were two of them, hidden behind a car. When they heard Koichi, they raised their hands up and said something he didn't understand.
"What's wrong with them? Ugh, something smells horrible here!"
"Hnng… hm…?"
"Oh, you're awake."
"Jaune?..."
Braylon felt comfy laying on a very soft couch. It was rare for him to feel that way lately. He would gladly spend the whole day on that couch, but duty was duty. With a heavy sigh, he stood up, sad that he had to leave such a luxury so fast.
"It's okay. That demon is gone. They defeated him."
"They? Who..." His eyes fell upon the Japanese people in the background. "...How?"
"One of them knew our language, as strange as it sounds." Jaune replied. "I guess we owe you an explanation."
Jaune told him how he and Ren watched the fight from their cover, too afraid to do anything with just the Energy Pistol. He told him how they used something called Stand, to which Braylon expressed his worry for Jaune, thinking he finally lost his sanity because he saw nothing of what Jaune described.
"You can't see them?"
"Should I?"
"Hmm. I wonder why you can't see them." Ren said from his chair.
"Does it have to do with you and Ren being able to use your souls as shields?"
"I don't know. I just want to go home."
"We will, Jaune. I will bring us back."
"How? By getting your butt handed to you again?"
"What's the problem now?"
"The problem, is…!" Jaune glanced at the strangers. "We will talk later. Can you speak with them?"
"Yes." Braylon waved. "You four! Can we talk?"
The one with the peace sign on his chest responded.
"Are you alright?"
"Yup. As good as new."
"Your friends told us some really interesting stuff. They said you would explain it better. Start talking."
He really began to dislike the one in white with that bandit attitude. Rather than start a fight, though, he decided it was better to cooperate and solve the issue. In the next fifteen minutes he explained their side of the story. They weren't exactly willing to accept the fact that he and the other two Huntsman-in-training were from another reality or the fact that those things that invaded the town were demons and not aliens or "Stand". Only the guy called Jotaro was the most accepting of such ideas. He must have seen some absolute bullshit in his life.
Everyone became all ears when Braylon said he had a way to stop the invasion and go back to Remnant. Since demons were an anomaly in that reality, because of their condition, they needed a mediator to keep them there. That mediator was the Dark Obelisk. If luck was on their side, and most of the time it wasn', they would find it in that reality, destroy it and everything would be normal again. Should that not be the case, he would go through the Dark Totem into the reality where the Dark Obelisk resides and do the process mentioned above. To find it, they simply had to follow the demonic wave.
"Man… Morioh really attracts bizarre stuff..." Koichi chuckled awkwardly.
"GRRRRRROOOOOOOOOAAAAAAARGGGGHHHHH!"
Everything was shaking! Everything became red! Oh fuck!
No, seriously. The entire fucking house shook like a tower of cards. Everyone's vision turned red during the duration of the rage expressed in that roar, so it wasn't a hallucination. It also felt hotter, like the room temperature suddenly jumped into thirty degrees. Then poof! It was all gone!
"...What… the fuck..."
"That's a strong one." Braylon voiced his thoughts. "Strong enough to alter reality."
BOOOM!
The wall on their right came down as if a wrecking ball hit it. Everyone instinctively went for cover, behind the couch.
"Shit! They found us!"
"That thing's huge!"
"Sit the fuck down!"
The perpetrator resembled a cross between Bull and a Ravager Demon with blue skin and four yellow eyes, but larger and more threatening. Unlike the beastly noises its counterparts made, this demon produced something between a deep hum and a wail that could only belong to a ghost. ***
"Did it see us?" Jaune whispered to Braylon.
"How should I know?! They crap out stronger versions with every chance they get. I don't -"
"Uuuaaargh!"
Usually when a tornado passes through a house, that house becomes a useless pile of stuff. This situation was no different. The wall behind them crumbled into bricks that ended up in a house on the other side of the street, priceless furniture became shit you could sell at a garage sale, the couch exploded and our heroes were all thrown outside like garbage.
"Sonic attack." Braylon nodded, happy that his Shield saved his ass. "That was a sound-based attack. Fuck me sideways." He, like everyone else, lay on the ground, surprised by the unexpected circumstances. "Stupid question. Is everyone okay?"
"We're… good. Blergh!" Jaune groused. "Gods, my head is still spinning..."
"Ah… ah… my hand's broken." Complained Okuyasu. "Josuke… help."
"Sure… just give me a moment… oh man..."
"If it weren't for Echoes, I would be dead."
"Hmph." Jotaro scowled, unwilling to share his experience. Was this guy a 90's antihero or something?
Braylon got up first, being the one who suffered less than others. "That wasn't something that hurt our souls. It's a physical attack only." It came out from the ruins. "Time to… huh?!" Before he blinked, he found himself face-to-face with the demon.
"Uuuaargh!"
"SSSSHHHHIIIIIIiiiii…!"
"Uh, Braylon?" Jaune asked, distraught. Braylon dissapeared. "Braylon… Brayloooon?!"
Others cursed under their breath. They just saw a creature teleport in front of a person… and than said person just fucking vanished!
"Braylon!" Jaune continued howling. He suddenly stood up, grabbed the Enrgy Pistol and fired at the demon. "What have you done to Braylon!? What have you done?! You piece of shit!" The plasma bullets were far too weak to melt through the chitinous armor, who spun around. Jaune kept pressing the trigger over and over. Others were silent. Jotaro walked towards the beast, hands in pockets, hat hiding his eyes.
"Good grief..."
"Uua-"
"ORA!"
Driving his knee into the demonic jaw, Star Platinum closed that damn mouth with such force that the sharpest teeth were stuck in the skull, effectively sewing the mouth shut. Man, that's a trip to the ICU.
"You are a pain in the ass."
"ORA!" Left hook. "ORA!" Right hook. "ORA!" Left hook. "ORA!" Right hook.
"ORA!"
Star Platinum's final attack was an uppercut to the fucked up demonic face. Bones cracked loudly as the fist went deeper into the skull, until the head popped open. The demon flew backwards two meters, covered in its green blood.
But celebration had to wait.
"There's another one!" Josuke stuttered. Fear was affecting him. Even Jotaro, the stoic of the bunch, seethed. Something was lumbering their way. A bipedal creature with hooves for feet, legs covered in gray fur. The upper body was bare naked, with a skin resembling gold, where each muscle had more muscle. And lastly, the head, a combination of feline and caprine features, with ruby red horns and eyes. Shackles decorated its throat, arms and legs. ****
"GRRRROOOAAAAAAARRGH!"
All houses in the street crashed down simultaneously. The asphalt cracked, in some places sank, making a potential hazard for every car in Morioh. Blood rained from the sky.
"T-this power!" Jaune gulped. "Unbelievable!"
They could feel rage oozing from the demon. It could warp reality itself.
"Koichi. Okuyasu." Josuke began. His Crazy Diamond healed Okuyasu. "Take the strangers with you and everyone else you can find into safety."
"But what about you?"
"Go! People might need help!"
Koichi new shit just got real when that demon showed up. He wanted to help his friends, so he listened Josuke and ran with others, away from Jotaro and Josuke, who stood behind and faced the threat with their powerful Stands.
"You go too."
"What? And I should leave all fun to you? No way! I'll wipe the floor with this guy!"
"..."
(Insert whatever you find appropriate)
It's fists burned with blood red fire. That brute had no intention of giving up. Boom. Boom. Each hoofstep echoed through the ruins. The horrible roar was the only warning both JoJo's ever got, because one of its fists smashed the earth, creating a shockwave identical to a bomb dropped by a warplane. Crazy Diamond was the one who saved their asses, as it punched the ground and restored it to form a thick enough wall seconds before the impact, Though it crumbled, it was enough to keep them safe.
They never expected to see it charging at them like a psychopath on drugs.
A fist connected to Star Platinum's stomach. Jotaro and his Stand went flying.
"Jotaro!"
Josuke's instincts told him to turn his head. The demon was ready to hit him too! Crazy Diamond grabbed Josuke and threw him away. It was unplanned and the landing was rough, but effective at avoiding the fist of death.
"Crap! It's seriously fast!" It turned his way. "I have to heal Jotaro!" He found Jotaro laying in the ruins of a house twenty meters away from them. "But how?!"
He then got an idea. The demon was fast, but his Stand was faster. Sending Crazy Diamond into the fray, he used the Stand's powers to punch the ground as much as possible while also avoiding the never-ending attacks from the aggressor. Acquiring as much asphalt as possible, Crazy Diamond restored it around the demon's legs, enough to stop a tank from moving. It roared angrily.
Josuke reached Jotaro. "You alright?" It was a rhetorical question. Of course Jotaro wasn't alright. He trembled, failing to hide pain. Even when Crazy Diamond healed his physical injuries, Jotaro had a hard time standing up.
"Damn it..." he spat.
Their conversation stopped when it broke free and ran towards them, like a really pissed off bull.
"Star Platinum! The World!"
Time stopped again. To Jotaro's surprise, however, the demon wasn't affected as expected. Instead of stopping completely, its speed was slowed down to a crawl. It was a sign that Jotaro had to act before it was late. Star Platinum punched its head hundred times, before it had to move. It then went behind the demon and grabbed its head. In the last second, Star Platinum used his immense strength to break its neck.
"GRRRAAAAARGGHH!"
Falling on the ground with a loud thud, the demonic scream restored the street and sky to its original state. Black blood poured from the injured head. It could as well be oil for all they knew.
"...Huh? Oh, you got him! Phew! For a moment I thought we were goners!"
"...hm?" Jotaro's expression turned even darker than usual.
"What's wrong?"
"It's not over." Black and white fire erupted from the corpse. Josuke and Jotaro distanced themselves from the supernatural bonfire, disturbed by the sudden development. The fear they felt skyrocketed.
"Give me a break already..."
"..."
The sky became inky black, as if sun and moon switched places, except neither of them were visible. Like Jotaro said, it wasn't over. Their opponent, he grasped, was about to get an upgrade. And not a lovely one either, judging by the creepy-as-fuck levitation that was going on. Gray fur became white as a sheet, golden skin turned black. Its head became a barren skull, burning in black fire, with only two white pinpricks for eyes. During the transformation, the environment also changed. Huge chunks of almost every house were flying in the air or disappeared without a trace, cars from the nearby streets barked like dogs, lava leaked from cracks in the ground. *****
"RRRRAAAARRRGGGH!"
Even its voice changed. It was even deeper, louder, aggressive.
"Jotaro?"
"..."
"...I am not backing down from this fight." said Josuke, his legs trembling, "I will beat this monster, no matter how strong he is. The future of everyone we care about is at stake."
"Right. This one already lost when it pissed me off. Nothing on this world will stop me from punching that ugly face."
(Jojo's Bizzare Adventure: Diamond is Unbreakable – Great Days (UNITS ver.))
With a cry that spelled "I'm gonna floss with your spine", the resurrected demon galloped forward, faster than before. Its fist, while tearing a hole through reality like The Hand could, missed both of them, thanks to their Stands.
"Star Platinum! The World!"
Shock! It was unaffected by Star Platinum's ability!
The demon and Star Platinum exchanged few punches, both missing to hit the other due to their great agility and evasive speed. They were evenly matched. To a human, the entire scene would be one big blur. That changed when the time freeze effect stopped and Crazy Diamond joined the battle. Whenever the demon tried to hit one, the other would launch a sneak attack. After repeating the same strategy for three more times, it became so furious that the fire that burned its skull increased in volume.
In a blink of an eye, it managed to grab both Star Platinum and Crazy Diamond by the throat, squeezing like a hydraulic press. Josuke and Jotaro fell on their knees, unable to breathe. Until…
"Star… Finger!"
Two fingers of Jotaro's Stand went through the skull like bullets. The demon, wordlessly, dropped the Stands, who prepared themselves for synchronized attacks. First, a left and right hook, followed by a double uppercut, consecutive punches for five damn minutes without restraining even an ounce of their power, and ending in double cross that shattered the damaged skull into pieces. The flames were gone with the skull, white blood replacing black. Reality restored itself once again.
"Did we win?"
"...Yes. We did."
Jotaro turned around. He heard explosions and screams in the distance. Looks like Morioh was still under attack by demonic forces. They needed to find others, including the stranger that was catapulted away by that sonic attack. If he was still alive, that is. Jotaro was skeptical about that possibility, since the stranger obviously lacked a Stand.
"Josuke, we need to go."
"Yes, I know. There's more of them everywhere. It's starting to be a pain in the ass."
"Good grief."
This is where the arc officially ends. I want the boss fight to be a two-chapter arc for itself, for reasons you will (hopefully) read when they come out. As always, there will be action and violence. And yes, the change in the writing style is intentional. It won't last in the future, you don't have to worry.
I like the Revenant from 2016 Doom, so I decided it will be the second in "Revenant" group of monsters, the first being Fury. The blue one is the third and final "Pinky" version and he resembles the Pinky sprite from Doom 64, with blue skin, four eyes and green blood instead of red.
Next chapter: Behind the Curtain
PDA Biopedia:
*Entry #92: Revenant
Type: Demonic Corruption
Faction: Forces of Hell
Description: "Apparently some humans thought it would be a good idea to equip some of their most unstable individuals with combat gear and throw them in chambers where they would receive a heavy bombardment of energies that reside within this cursed prison. Mortals never learn, do they? You wish you had that jet pack."
**Entry #93: Minister of Death
Type: Demon
Faction:
Forces of Hell
Description: "Not everyone is always faithful to a cause, especially when the outcome is being kicked into a jail for all eternity. A group of brothers, angry at you-know-who, decided to rebel against everyone else, thinking that Anathema would give them the benefit of the doubt. They didn't understand that the trouble we caused was something mortals could never recover from, leading them to their current miserable existence. Once you fall down here, there is no going out. We had to shove this rule into them as the Dark Lord ordered their torture that lasted for several millennia. After the torture, they went through a painful brainwashing process. The only problem was the tribe that conducted said brainwashing. They weren't exactly a type who follow instruction manuals but do enjoy using their own methods, if you know what am I trying to say. In the end, we got a group of heavy hitting war dogs. Only a fusion between three Dark Souls can summon them."
***Entry #94: Noise Demon
Type: Demon
Faction: Forces of Hell
Description: "The strongest of their tribe, these ones are the rarest specimens but also the strongest. Their screams represent pain, despair and insanity they bottled deep within themselves. These screams can also become a rather devastating attack. It's why we call them alarm clocks." (Sonic attack doesn't deal Aetherial damage)
****Entry #95: Ak-Nashara the Wrathful
Type: Demon - Hero
Faction: Forces of Hell
Description: "I remember this one. He used to be a one of those Hell Knights of old that once attacked the Hell Walker. Only he came back alive, because he escaped. That infuriated the Dark Lord so much, he threw Ak-Nashara into the torture chambers with the most sadistic brothers he could find. During his gladiatorial fight that lasted five thousand years, he swore he would get his revenge the moment he became free. So great was his ire, that he could bend reality the moment said ire would resurface. But I am sure that deep down he knew he could not allow himself to fail again. As I said before, the Dark Lord doesn't tolerate failures."
*****Entry #96: Ak-Nashara the Fallen
Type: Demon - Hero
Faction: Forces of Hell
Description: "Well, what do you know? Turns out he was too angry to loose like that, becoming so enraged, he revived himself without the need of an Arch-Vile. Too bad his effort bore no fruits. I don't think we will see him again."