Y/N is a lady and not one of a kind. Time means nothing to her and still she befriended the Joestar family, coming as Jonathan's personal tutor. However one thing leads to another and she find herself entangled in a really bizarre adventure througho...
"You have managed to hide amid the chaos, Polnareff... Such futility. With that injury, you won't go far. You must be hiding beneath the rubble." Vanilla Ice mumbled looking from the inside of his Stand's jaw. "You are helpless against me. You shall die by my hand. Now where are you, Polnareff?" He asked looking around the destroyed room.
"That is quite the ruckus, Vanilla Ice." A familiar suave voice spoke up from the shadows walking down the stairs as Vanilla Ice's eyes widened on shock.
"Lord Dio!" He gasped "Take heed my lord! Polnareff and that mongrel are hiding nearby. Allow me to be of assistance... You must not trouble yourself." Looking around the room suspiciously as Dio raised his hand, ready to strike as Iggy and Polnareff peeked from the stairs hidden by Iggy's Stand.
A fake Dio made from the Fool! We got him! Polnareff thought grimly. Attacking from behind might be cowardly. You would think I feel guilty. But you killed Avdol from behind just the same. I will show no mercy. This is the death you deserve! Do it, Iggy!
The Miasma of the Void, Vanilla Ice, Part 2
Quarter the bastard. Shoulder to hip! Filet that scoundrel!
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However just as the Fool was about to strike Vanilla Ice turned around, taking off the fake Dio's arm.
"you are kidding! He figured it out!" Polnareff gasped in disbelief.
"The sun enters this room... Lord Dio would never enter this room by day!" Vanilla Ice gritted out, a nerve popping out in anger.
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