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“The World!”
As Dio shouted those words, time stopped around him. He let go of (Y/N), and took the stone mask off of her face. “It was never my intention to make you into a vampire,” he said to her, even though she couldn’t hear him. “But if Jotaro and hadn’t come to try and save you, you might have just been one anyway.” However, Dio stopped walking and turned back. “Actually,” he said to himself, “she’s caused me so much trouble, with her healing powers and everything. Why shouldn’t she suffer the most? I’ll make it so she has to watch all of her friends die, while she lives on.” He went back, put the stone mask on (Y/N)’s face again, took some of the blood from her open chest, and smeared it on. As time resumed, the mask closed in on her head, and she screamed and crumpled to the ground. However, the mask started glowing, and when it removed itself from her face, her regular (E/C) eyes were replaced with glowing red ones, and her teeth were sharper, fang-like. (Y/N) looked in horror at Jotaro, who shared the same expression, before she turned the other way and fled.
“(Y/N)!” Jotaro yelled. He started to run towards her, but was quickly stopped by a voice in his head.
“You can find her later,” it said. “But Dio’s your priority right now. If you don’t defeat him now, you’ll lose your mother.”
A tear rolling down his cheek, Jotaro gritted his teeth and clenched his fist. Dio would pay for everything he’d done.
Meanwhile, (Y/N) was running faster than ever before, tears streaming down her face. She knew the speed boost was from her new vampirism, but that didn’t stop her from getting away from Jotaro. She was terrified he would find her and treat her like Dio. She didn’t expect anything different, though. After all, now she was just like him.
Kakyoin slowly rose from the hospital bed he was in, and peeped open his eyes. “Ugh... what happened?”
“You were severely wounded by Dio,” a woman said. Kakyoin looked up, and saw a SPW hat on her. “Luckily, (Y/N) had gotten to you in time to heal you.”
“(Y/N)...” Kakyoin smiled at her name. “Where is she? Is she alright?”
“Actually, she’s not,” Joseph walked into the room. “Something happened with Dio, and... and...”
“No, she can’t be dead, can she?” Kakyoin asked. His stomach started to turn.
“No, she’s not dead!” Joseph replied. Kakyoin sighed with relief. “But... you need to know a story. A story that has to do with a stone mask.”
As Joseph was explaining the stone mask’s powers to Kakyoin, the boy was frantically nodding his head. “So, what does this all have to do with (Y/N)?” he asked.
“You see, Dio had used the stone mask on (Y/N). We originally thought it might just be bait to get Jotaro and I closer, but he apparently wanted the healer of our group to suffer the most. He smeared blood on the mask, and it worked its magic on poor (Y/N).”
“No...” Kakyoin felt like his heart had been hit with an arrow and shattered into a million pieces. (Y/N), his (Y/N), a vampire? “Where is she?”
“We don’t know,” Jotaro answered. “She fled as soon as she realized what had happened to her, and I had to take care of Dio first. The old man used Hermit Purple to try and find her, but we haven’t gotten much.”
He handed Kakyoin the pictures of (Y/N), most of which were of her huddled up in a corner, crying, in a dark room with no windows. Her eyes that were once sparkling with beauty were now devoid of life, and the dainty little fingernails she had were replaced with long, horrific claws.
“We’ve even gotten Star Platinum to take a look at the photos, but he can’t find anything useful,” Joseph said, then sighed. “Kakyoin, I’m so, so sorry. This isn’t how any of this should have happened.”
“Well, nobody can truly predict the future,” Kakyoin was desperately holding back tears. “I think I just need time alone.”
“Of course,” Joseph nodded, and closed the door behind him. As soon as he was completely alone, the tears reached their breaking point, and Kakyoin bent down on his bed. (Y/N), why her of all people? She was the most peaceful out of all of the crusaders. She deserved the vampirism the least. Dio knew that, he knew she would barely survive her new body, and that’s why he chose her. That Dio. That accursed Dio. Even after his death, he still had a foothold in Kakyoin’s life.
(Y/N) had been in tears since she found an abandoned house to stay in until the sun set again. She had felt Joseph take spirit photos of her, too. Probably to find out where I’m hiding, she thought, so he can kill me, like the monster I am.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed. She looked at the name. Kakyoin. No, she couldn’t. She couldn’t take the call. Not in the condition she was in. Kakyoin was the last person she wanted knowing about this. Eventually, the phone stopped ringing, and she got a voicemail.
“Hey, (Y/N). I just wanted you to know that I’m feeling great. Thanks to you, the wound on my stomach is fully healed, and the doctors said I wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for you. I wish I could thank you in person, but Mr. Joestar said he hasn’t been able to find you. I wonder why...
“Okay, you know what? I’m not gonna beat around the bush. Mr. Joestar told me what happened to you. With Dio and the stone mask. (Y/N), I’m so sorry. I just want you to know that nobody here wants to kill you. We’ve been worried about you. (Y/N), I’ve been worried about you. All of Mr. Joestar’s spirit photos have you in tears, alone... please, if you don’t want me to see you like this, at least just let me hear your voice again. (Y/N), despite what’s happened to you, I still love you. If you don’t listen to anything else I have to say, I love you. I really, truly, love you. Please give me a call back.”
Click.
(Y/N) screamed in agony after the voicemail was done, and cursed Dio for making her this way. It was then that she felt a chill down her spine. Another spirit photo. This time, she knew it wasn’t to kill her. She quickly gave hints as to where she was, and made sure it would be easy to find her. “Please, Mr. Joestar,” she said through tears, “please find me. I don’t want to be alone.”
“And you’re sure this is the place?” Kakyoin asked. They had arrived to what they assumed was (Y/N)’s hiding spot in the dead of night.
“Believe me, she gave us clues that she wanted us to decipher,” Jotaro said. The two of them, along with Joseph, had showed up alone, so (Y/N) didn’t feel threatened. “This is the place.”
“Okay,” Kakyoin sighed. He knocked on the door.
“Door’s open.” Kakyoin heard (Y/N)’s voice for the first time since he’d woken up. Under different circumstances, he would have been happy to hear it. But right now, it sounded broken, in need of comfort. Hesitantly, he opened the door.
Seeing (Y/N) the way she was in pictures was absolutely soul-crushing, but seeing her vampiric form in person was a whole new level of devastating.
“Oh, (Y/N),” Kakyoin came in to hug her, but she quickly pulled away.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” she whimpered. “Please, don’t come closer.”
“(N/N)(nickname),” Kakyoin put his hand on her cheek. It was like touching the inside of a freezer. “Just because you’ve become a vampire doesn’t mean your personality has changed.” He used Hierophant to get (Y/N) to hug him. “You’re still (N/N) inside.”
Once Kakyoin had gotten close enough to hug, (Y/N) clung to his clothes, gripping them tightly, and started crying again. “He took everything from me,” she choked out. “Everything. Kakyoin, I wanted a future. But now I’ll forever look like a high schooler. I wanted to grow old with you.”
Kakyoin gently stroked (Y/N)’s hair. “Hey, hey,” he said in a soothing voice. “We’ll get through this. I promise. It’ll all be okay. Just let it all out.”
Eventually, it got to the point where only small sniffles were coming from (Y/N), and she pulled away from Kakyoin to look the two Joestars in the eye.
“It was never our intention to defeat you,” Joseph reassured her. “Dio had chosen his fate as a vampire. You were forced into it. It would be cruel to kill you because of that.”
(Y/N) nodded her head. “I was so afraid you would think that my humanity was instantly dissolved. That’s why I ran away.”
“Your heart doesn’t have the same evil that Dio’s had,” Jotaro said. “That’s the difference.”
Joseph opened his arms wide, and (Y/N) ran into them.
“We’ll sort this out, I promise,” Joseph said. “You won’t be alone in this. You have us.”
It was true. (Y/N) would always have her friends to help her through hard times. And that, she was grateful for.