{SPOILER WARNING: For those who have not watched JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure or have not passed Episodes 16-17 of Stardust Crusaders, do not read this or the series will be spoiled for you. There is also a lot of violence and angst in this writing. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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I felt the blood stain my clothes as the fabric began to cling to my wounded body like a child to its mother. There were so many cuts, scratches, and a couple of gashes, but I could only cover one. Blood was spilling out underneath my feet, the edges of my vision were starting to blur out a little, but I was determined not to step down.
Several sword attacks, and rounds of Emerald Splashes and Greenlights Serenades. Nothing.
They just kept coming.
That pesky Lovers Stand is only getting stronger; God knows what Jotaro is doing out there somewhere.
Through the TV screen I ran another round of Serenade, but they kept multiplying. Now they were at Heartbreak Summit’s feet, and I’m at their mercy.
“Allyce, be careful!” Kakyoin shot up in alarm as I tried to fend the clones off. Soon they were climbing up my right leg, and just while I was trying to divert them...
SNAP!!
A sudden crack went off, and a silence fell over us. It took me a while to suddenly register the pain on my right leg from the knee down, and I abruptly fell to the floor in agony. Kakyoin’s cries overlapped my painful screams as he rushed to my side and held me in his arms. “My leg! My leg!!” I shouted repeatedly, the throbbing feeling on my foot beginning to ache as blood spilled out of me while I screamed in pain. My cries finally subside as I pant out of breath, but instead I began to cough up blood right after I fell silent.
Oh God, I’m losing blood, and lots of it.
“Allyce...I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to fight any further,” said Kakyoin, a hint of unease in his voice.
I stared up at him before wiping the blood off my mouth, and I let out a small, slow chuckle as a smirk comes to my face. I tried to stand up, but couldn’t. It had become clear to me that I’m currently unable to stand on my own.
“I...have a question for you...Noriaki...did you really think I’d give up that easily?”
He blinked at me in confusion and shock, wrapping an arm around me and trying to have me lean onto him for support. “Allyce, it’s dangerous. Something could happen if you push yourself any farther, and I don’t want that.”
“I’m aware of the risk,” I respond, “but if you feel I need support, then I won’t stop you.”
“Alright.” Kakyoin’s voice became solid. “On my mark!”
Summit began to fire up as Kakyoin’s Hierophant began to turn into string, covering the ground underneath the clones’ feet. Kakyoin began to hold my hand as I kept myself steady, then I registered a sudden squeeze.
“Now!!”
The squeeze of my hand was a signal to attack, and we ran our millionth rounds of Emerald Splash and Greenlights Serenade (again); this time, the attacks were blended together, so they dealt more damage. I started falling to my knees, and it sent Kakyoin into a state of panic as he caught me with his free arm. Polnareff’s Silver Chariot stepped up once again, running several cuts and slices on the real Lovers, and then Kakyoin signaled for me to attack again. An intense version of Greenlights Serenade began to zoom across, resulting in an explosion that sent The Lovers running away. We all fell back, letting out sighs of relief.
“You stay here,” Kakyoin ordered, carrying me and having me lean against the wall. “I’ll go check on Mr. Joestar.”
He walked over and knelt down next to Jotaro’s grandfather, and I struggled to stand before coming across the TV again, this time with a blank screen in front of me.
“That was Serenades’ Ember,” I muttered. “You’re the first enemy to see it.”
I staggered back a bit, the blurriness of my vision beginning to increase and the voices becoming more and more distant. I suddenly felt dizzy, and everything around me started to spin as my breath began to run short. A low ringing noise barely blocked out Kakyoin’s voice, and I somehow figured out he was asking if I was alright.
“...that...was a pretty decent fight...wasn’t it, Noriaki...?” I asked, and everything began to crumble as I felt myself fall.
The last thing I heard was Kakyoin screaming my name, and all went black.
A small crack of light began to peek inside this empty space, and my vision gradually began to clear the blurriness out from my surroundings. Within seconds, the group was looking down at me with worried expressions on their faces. It appears I was in a hotel room in bed, but I wasn’t sure about what happened.
“Allyce, you’re fine,” began Kakyoin, squeezing my hand as he held it. “You fainted.”
I was far too weak to move, let alone speak, so the only response I gave was a blink, but nonetheless, I understood the situation a little better.
“It’s a miracle you made it,” remarked Mr. Joestar as he handed Kakyoin an ice pack to place on my forehead. “You went through a terrible case of blood loss back there.”
“You managed.” Jotaro only lifted his head slightly. “Speedwagon Foundation took an hour with the transfusion.”
It was a lot to take in all at once. I had collapsed, went through blood loss, and just overall got severely wounded. “...good Lord,” I finally choked, my voice cracked and faded.
“What’s wrong?” Kakyoin placed his hand on my shoulder. “Is something the matter, Allyce?”
“...no,” I respond. “It’s just...hard to take...everything at once...you know?”
Kakyoin’s gaze softened and he took my hand in both of his. “I understand.”
“...so...I nearly died,” I thought aloud after a long silence.
The redhead blinked in alarm as his gentle purple eyes began to widen. “Well, yes, but actually, no.”
“It seems like it,” said Jotaro, “but you didn’t actually get close to death, just stayed unconscious for a good several hours. That’s all.”
“Why do you ask?” Kakyoin’s eyebrows became creased with worry.
“Mr. Joestar has mentioned...I lost a lot of blood and...Polnareff explained that I...got severely injured...” I let out a sigh. It was so pointless to use up this much energy to speak.
Kakyoin falls silent, and he looked as if he was lost in thought. “You had us all really worried.”
“...my apologies, Noriaki.”
“It’s alright.” He brought my hand closer and kissed it.
I started feeling something heavy on my right leg, and it wasn’t helping the fact that I can’t lift it up to see it. Kakyoin eventually noticed that I keep trying to move my foot to no avail.
“I’m afraid to say this, but...your leg is broken. It shattered in the fight.”
My weakness had prevented me from reacting to anything at this point. “Jesus Christ.”
“I’d give it a break if I were you,” said Mr. Joestar, placing a hand on my shoulder. “You should rest for a bit. Go a little easier on yourself; you’ve had it pretty rough.”
“...so have you,” I respond. “I bet that Stand got you pretty tensed up.”
He chuckled slightly, a grandfatherly smile on his face. “I’m making improvement, at least. You should settle for a while.”
“He made a point.” Kakyoin leans forward and kisses me on the cheek before pulling the covers a little further up. “Just rest for now, okay? We can talk once you get better.” He squeezed my shoulder affectionately, a soft smile on his face that made my heart want to melt. A part of me thought his soothing voice is having some sort of effect (like always).
I weakly lifted a hand and tried to hold his before attempting to smile. “Alright.”
“There we go.” Kakyoin wraps both his arms around me in a warm embrace before pulling away and placing one hand on my shoulder, the other being placed on my cheek. Again he leans forward and kisses me (this time full on the lips), and the satisfying warmth of his body when we pulled away was the last thing I registered as he strokes my hair and I started dozing off within seconds.
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