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"C-Caesar!" Yoi yelled at the blond as he let go of the arrow. The arrow was aimed at DIO, but it missed its target. Caesar quickly slung the bow on his back, running to find somewhere to think. He found a sculpture and quickly sat behind it, beside Yoi.

"Caesar, what are you doing here? I thought the doctor said you arm was slightly fractured!" You said, frantically looking from being the sculpture.

"No broken arm's ever stopped me!" Caesar said with a smirk, pointing to himself. Yoi took a quick look over at him, rolling his eyes.

"So what do we do, Cae?" Yoi said, stopping to look at him. If he was being honest, he didn't know himself. He ran into this without thinking. He had heard Fugo's cry, and he knew something was wrong. He had to go in. That's why he went in. He had to help.

He didn't answer Yoi for a bit, going on his knees to look from behind the sculpture. There, he saw Hierophant bleeding on the ground, blood spurting out of their abdomen.

Flashbacks.

Flashbacks to what happened in '99.

"... You can't go to sleep. You've got to stay with me."

His own words echoed in his head. It felt like he was there, in that day again. It sent anger up his spine. He grabbed for his quiver, taking an arrow out and standing, no matter how much pain he felt in his arm. He started out form behind the sculpture, grabbing for his bow.

Then, he felt a hand grab at his ankle

"Caesar, are you fucking crazy? You can't go out there without a plan! " Yoi said. Caesar only glared down at him.

"I've always gone in without a plan. It leaves me at no disadvantage." Caesar said coldly, then he yanked his leg away from You and ran towards the man, his target.

DIO.

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Who's your favorite character and why? ~ Rohan

Honestly, it's Makoto. Sure, she was a traitor in My Darling Angel but in Stars Still Falling Down, she had an arc. I've got a plan for her and it makes her my favorite. (I'd say but it'd ruin the surprise so I'll just say what ya know). She's a character that wasn't based off anyone at all like the others were, (Akunin based of a child rapist I knew, Derek based of a scumbag I had met, Eric based of my irl best friend, Caesar based of Dio and Caesar, and so forth). To be honest, I kind of relate to her. I project my feelings onto her. She was naive, wanting to believe that there was good in everyone. She got tricked by someone she thought she could trust due to being related. Her trust is what gets her every time. That's something I relate to. I've got issues with my trust. I'm willing to trust anyone, just like Makoto. Her relationship with Eric was really cute and I wish I had made a chapter with just the two of them because I had so many ideas for them. That's why there's a dream scene with them together. So, she's my favorite character because she's literally me. I unknowingly made a character who was me. She had gained her confidence back then after the incident with Derek, it was all gone again. But even with being betrayed so many times, she'll never stop letting people in because she knows not everyone is cruel. Not everyone is cruel to a 'monster' like her. She's like a metaphor in a way, (sorry this is all gumbled. I'm ranting at this point), and I love her the most for it.

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Nothing could be done. Nothing could help her, it was useless to even try. But she couldn't let her go. She couldn't just leave her here to die. She couldn't leave her at all, not with what they had gone through together, not with how much Kamiya cared for Makoto.

"Kamiya, what's wrong?" Kamiya turned her head violently to the side, some tears trailing down her face. It was Robin, with a hand on her shoulder. Kamiya pushed the hand off.

"I-I need more time. S-She'll be o-okay, I-I just need more time!" Kamiya said. Robin looked her dead in the eyes.

"She's gone, isn't she? Or are you at your limit?" Robin asked with a frown. Kamiya didn't say anything as she started to shake, her hand doing its best to stay steady on Makoto's heart.

"I can't bring her back right now. I've brought back too many people." Kamiya said, looking down to look at Makoto's pale face. Her frozen expression. Her dead eyes. So lifeless, she was.

"But you've only brought back 4 people. You can bring back 5, right? You don't think that changed, right? " Robin asked. Kamiya shook her head. She knew exactly why she couldn't bring Makoto back and judging by the look on Robin's face, she soon knew too.

It was obvious at this point.

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"Yoi, funny seeing you here." Yoi turned around to see Eric, standing behind him with a bouquet of sunflowers in her hands. He would have smiled, if he wasn't reminded of why they were here to begin with.

"Hello, Eric. It's been a while," Yoi said. You know, since you left us, he added silently in his head. She frowned, kneeling down to put an arm of the grey, cold feeling stone in front of them. She traced the engaved letters and numbers on the stone with her finger before laying the flowers down in front of it, behind a picture of their friend, Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli the 2nd.

The Great Hunter, the one who messed up no mission. The one who missed no target. The one who felt no pain. Or at least, he never let anyone see him in pain. Anyone except Yoi. He was an exception. He was pretty much unbeatable.

"Yeah, I had to come pay my respects." Eric said coldly, standing up and brushing her knees off.

"Yeah," Yoi muttered under his breath. Caesar may have been pretty much unbeatable, but this time, he had been beaten. He had been bested, and now he was gone.

The Hunter was gone, and he was never coming back.

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"Hey, thief." Jolyne said out if the blue. Noriaki turned to her, not bothering to tell her that they rather be called Hierophant than thief.

"What is it?" Noriaki said, annoyed.

"You seem to know my father well. Did you use to know him?" She spoke bluntly with an unreadable face. She must have gotten that from her father. Jotaro was notorious for being blunt, and was sometimes pretty unreadable. Even the Don couldn't read him at times.

To be honest, they felt like they didn't know him. At least, not anymore. The Jotaro they had fallen for what gone, and had been for over 20 years. They had to face facts at this point. Their JoJo was never coming back, no matter how much he remembered. That's why they had stopped being Hierophant to begin with. They only came back, to help save him. They came back to help a man who they had shared their first consensual kiss with. They came back to help a man who protected them. They came to help a man who they cares deeply for, despite that man moving on rather fast.

"I suppose you could say that."

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“Goodbye, Kakyoin Noriaki.” Noriaki had to watch as the stand reeled back its fist, then flung it forward. They felt immense pain in the torso. Time resumed and they fell to the floor. They looked at their torso. There was a hole filling with blood where their stomach was. They couldn’t get up. Get up! Get up! Don’t let Jotaro die in vain! Kill him! Noriaki tried to tell themself to get up, but it just wouldn’t happen. They felt paralzed. They sunk down to lay on the ground, useless now. Well then, Fate. I guess you’ve won. I might not have my revenge but I’ll be able to see Jotaro and Aunt Aiko again. Maybe I can finally be happy.

Noriaki smiled a little at the thought, then it went dark and a familiar sound of static and ringing came.

“Nori, wake up.” Noriaki opened their eyes and looked around. Clouds, a lot of them. Where were they? Was this heaven or something? They looked over their shoulder to see Aiko, smiling. They couldn’t keep it in anymore. They cried and crawled over to her. They gripped her torso and buried their face into her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around them and hugged them. God, they didn’t know how much they had actually missed her warm hugs. They felt a hand on their shoulder. It startled them slightly until they looked up and who it was.

“I finally remember. Too late, I suppose, but I remember everything. I remember you, Nori.” It was Jotaro. Noriaki slowly rose to their feet and hugged Jotaro.

“JoJo, I missed you so much. Please, don’t leave me again.” Noriaki sobbed into his chest. Jotaro grabbed their chin and made them look up.

“I won’t, I promise.” Jotaro leaned down and placed a quick kiss on their lips. Noriaki sniffled and hugged Jotaro’s neck. He might be taller, but they could still reach it.

“Awh, you guys are so cute. C’mon, let’s go find something to do. Maybe explore a bit.” Aiko said. Noriaki smiled and grabbed Jotaro's hand. He squeezed their hand a little bit, then they started to walk. They felt happy, more than they ever had. They never wanted this to end. All around, it was mostly cloudy up here.

“Hello! I see you're new!” A blond who looked exactly like Caesar walked over and greeted them. A dog, probably a Great Dane, ran over and walked beside the blond. “I’m Caesar Zeppeli.”

“You’re Caesar’s grandfather? He looks exactly like you! He really respects you.” Noriaki bowed.

“Yes. Caesar’s a good chap. I’m very proud of him for fighting for what’s right.” Caesar said. His voice was oddly gruff, which was extremely weird. It was something they could all ignore but it was still present. “You must be Joseph’s grandson. Please, do tell how that old geezer is.” Jotaro opened his mouth to speak, but something happened. It was like he was disappearing.

“N-No... NO!” Noriaki grasped for Jotaro, but it was too late. He was gone.

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"Where's Eric?"

"I'm sorry, Makoto-Chan, but she's not here." Kamiya said, the door in her hand. Makoto was confused at first. Was she on a walk?

"Did she go on a walk? Which direction did she go?" Makoto asked. She needed to find Eric. There was something they needed to talk about.

"She isn't on a walk, Makoto-Chan," Kamiya spoke softly, so soft that Makoto had barely heard her.

"Hm? Then where did she go?" Makoto's mind was racing a bit. Did she leave? But why? No, she wouldn't leave like that.

"She left, probably going back to Italy." Kamiya looked down at the ground, her hand in her pockets as she let go of the door. Makoto took a small step back. Eric did leave, but why? Why would she leave?

"Wait, what? Why did she leave?" Makoto managed to spit out the words. She could barely think, thoughts flying everywhere. Nothing was adding up. The only thing that it could be, but she knows that she'll never be him, right?

"She said she was turning into her father. She said it's better for her to go away." Kamiya said, her lip quivering. She seemed to be close to tears, which was rare for her. Kamiya wasn't the person to break down and cry, no matter the situation. She was quite serious when it came to missions.

"Oh..." Makoto said. She didn't know what to do, what to say. "I, I have to go. Bye, Kami." She said, then she turned and started for the opposite direction. First, she was slowly walking, then it turned to a fast walk. Soon, she was jogging, then running. She didn't have a destination. She just needed to leave.

She couldn't handle all of this, especially right now.

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"Eric, wait!" Kamiya yelled, standing in the rain outside the home she shared with Eric and Robin.

"What is it, Kami?" Eric stopped walking for on moment, turning around to stare at her head on. "What is it you want to say before I go?"

"Why are you leaving? You've done nothing wrong." Kamiya took a step forward, which was met by a step back from Eric. Eric seems distraught, perhaps even angry.

"I'm turning into my old man. Over the years, I've been able to control my temper, but now, I have fits of rage I can't control anymore. I don't want to hurt you guys," Eric said, her voice cracking. "Like he hurt me. I have to go, or else. "

"Or else what, Eric? You can get through this, I know it!" Kamiya said. "You're strong, Eric. You're nothing like your dad. "

"What do you know about my dad?" Eric's voice seemed hurt, angry, just overall emotional.

"Nothing, really, but I know you aren't like him. You're like the sister I need. Please, don't go." Kamiya said, reaching her hand out. Ever since her sister died, she had always tried to have someone around. She had felt abandoned and didn't want to be abandoned again. Eric had always been like an older sibling to her, so had Robin. Even Serifina, despite her constant scolding.

"His anger runs through my veins. I can't control it. I can't have myself lash out at you, at Robin, at Makoto, at anyone at all." Eric spoke, a couple tears trailing down her face. "It's better if I leave. You'll understand once I'm finally gone and out of you guy's hair. "

"Eric, let me help you like you help me." Kamiya said, her practically begging at this point. She was on the verge of tears despite not being the type to cry, no matter what.

"This is for the best." Eric said, then before Kamiya could realize it, she had run off quickly. Kamiya felt weak in the knees and felt them cave in, sending her to the ground, a weeping mess.