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Purple Haze

Summary:

Fugo completely snapped. All He could remember was a cloud of purple and storming away from the building.

Notes:

Probably really OOC but this is probably my first fic so constructive critisism plz.

Chapter 1: The Rage

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Fugo had completely snapped. All he could remember was a cloud of purple and storming from the building. He was now home laying in bed,finished with his rage. He was starting to remember what he had done,and his heart plummeted. Narancia and Mista were pissing him off and he snapped. He had unleashed Purple Haze's Virus... he had unleashed Purple Haze... Oh God...
He went back to Passione's Main Building and climbed the steps to the 3rd floor,to the room where they had sat discussing their next mission when he had... snapped. Fugo slowly opened the door and let an audible gasp as he saw it. The crumpled,melted bodies of his team. Narancia...Bruno...Abbachio...Giorno...Mista...Trish... They were dead... Fugo had done it... it was his fault.

Chapter 2: The Virus

Notes:

I was gonna do ships but nah.

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Fugo was again laying in bed at home. It hardly felt real... He had killed them... they were all dead... "it was my fault..." he kept repeating the words in his head, "my fault... i killed them..." he repeated until he could not bear it. "Purple Haze", He grunted. The stand materialized in front of him,facing twoards its User. Without thinking about what he was going to do for a second, Fugo used Purple Haze to punch him straight in the face, unleashing the virus on him. He did not make much noise. He deserved this agony,this agonizing death,he thought,this death in the same way he murdered his team. In less than a minute,Pannacotta Fugo fell to the floor,dead. He died believing the deaths of his freinds were his fault...
But it had not been Pannacotta Fugo that commited those murders. It was An enemy stand user unknown to Bucciarati's gang. It was a stand that fed off of anger,that used someone elses abilities against them and those around them. Pannacotta Fugo died with an undeserved guilt in his soul. He had not commited those murders,but he died in physical and emotional agony,believing himself to be guilty for the deaths of his true family.