Damian POV

By the time we'd returned to the Joestar mansion, the sky was dark once more, this time though with grey clouds that poured rain down around us. Inside we'd hoped to find the usual warm light we'd come to expect however all there was was a continuation of that same darkness.

Dio wasted no time asking "What's the matter? Why is it dark in here?" The only response that was heard was the sound of a match being lit, turning to the source of the noise we were confronted by Jonathan, an angered expression on his face. What he said next made my blood run cold.

"I have proof of your devilish plot. Dio! Damian!"

He put emphasis on both our names causing our eyes to widen. We soon both glared at him as lightning flashed across the sky, briefly lighting up the room. He'd caught us?! But HOW?! How had he survived Ogre Street?! I had questions but no time to ask them.

One thing was certain, we wouldn't run. Not NOW! Both me and Dio slowly approached a table and sat at it, Jonathan placed the candles in front of us and explained "I just found the antidote. Dad just took it."

There was a pause. "Dio, Damian. I'm heartbroken. We were raised as brothers." Looking at me in particular, he said "Damian, when I was at my lowest point. You were there for me, you were my friend. But now, I see your true colours. I have to turn you both in."

Me and Dio both kept our composure as Jonathan continued "You might not believe that. But I mean it." Dio spoke first, saying "That compassion is very like you." He looked down and I could tell his angle. Take advantage of him for pity.

"JoJo. This is selfish, but I have a final favour to ask." He looked up and spoke in a voice dripping with false sadness. Anyone would notice, except Jonathan, that's just how naïve he was! "Please, give us time. Time to turn ourselves in!" 

I joined in, blurting out "We regret our lives until now! Being poor as children made us greedy!" Back to Dio and he pleaded "What we did was wrong! We tried to poison and rob the man who raised us! We came back to turn ourselves in! If I wanted to run, we could have gone anywhere!" I nodded frantically.

"Please JoJo." I pretended to beg "I tricked you and I feel disgusted because of it. We BOTH do! That's why we came back!" Jonathan seemed genuinely caught off guard by this, I heard him mumble. "That's true..."

Dio finally begged "We want to make amends!" Jonathan actually seemed to take it in, again quietly muttering "Dio, Damian..." He stepped forward, walking right into our hands before an unfamiliar voice spoke up. 

"Careful Jonathan. Don't trust a word those snakes say." Once more, a match was lit, revealing a man I'd never seen before with long blonde hair, a suit and a hat. He swipes the match out and stepped into the light properly. "Who am I you ask? Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Robert E.O. Speedwagon, the meddler."

Image of Robert E.O. Speedwagon:

The man calling himself 'Speedwagon' continued. "I was worried about Jonathan, so I came back with him. Since I like you Jonathan, let me tell you something." He stepped forward, eyeing me and Dio with a look of distain as he explained. 

"I was raised in squalor and I've seen a lot of lowlifes. My nose knows the difference between good and bad. And these guys stink worse than a pile of PUKE!" In a swift motion, he spun his leg around and kicked the candles off the table!

Neither me or Dio reacted to this. Instead our eyes remained fixed on the man with looks of hatred. Speedwagon ignored this and instead continued his rant "I've never met a man as wicked as these two! Wicked because of circumstance?! No! THESE MEN WERE BORN BAD!"

At this, I snapped, lunging forward I grabbed this 'Speedwagon' by his jacket and spat venomously. "Look here! You know NOTHING about me! You trust your nose that well? You have some nerve speaking ill of me Speedwagon!" I said his name with rage that mirrored his. However he seemed unphased. Instead what he said caused me to let go in surprise. 

"You may not have direct blood on your hands like your brother. But your soul smells almost as rotten! You use words to meet your ends. But I've dealt with the forked tongued as well You don't scare me."

Without me holding him, he stepped back towards one of the curtains and asked rhetorically. "This face is familiar to you isn't it?!" He reached behind the curtain before pulling someone out from behind it. The person fell onto their hands and knees, when I saw who it was both myself AND Dio were left shocked!

The Asian merchant from London, Wang! He just looked ahead with a blank expression as Jonathan declared "This man has testified that he sold you the poison!"

Image of Wang Chan:

Before me or Dio could come to any sort of defence, another voice spoke out. "I've heard enough." This one was much more familiar, the curtain moved back to reveal George Joestar stood flanked by about five Police officers!

He just looked at us with a shameful gaze as he said "This is truly a shame. I put the same love and hope into you two as I did my own son." Me and Dio both were trying to keep calm, however faced with this, our chances were slipping away.

Jonathan addressed his father caringly "Dad, you need to rest." George responded "Right, I'll go to bed now. I don't want to see my sons arrested." With that, he turned around, adding "JoJo, do what you must."

With this, Dio asked "So, this is the end?" I remained silent, instead just letting out a quiet hum. That's when Wang, the Asian Apothecary said something cryptic. "They won't catch them. The elder of the two, that face and three moles on his ear, he was born with the Devil's luck. And his brother's loyalty has ensured that luck be bestowed to him as well."

Me and Dio both got to our feet as Jonathan approached. Dio extended his hands out "JoJo. I want you to handcuff us. For our years together." I added "Yes, it is only right." Jonathan responded emotionlessly "Alright."

He turned to the Police constable who said "Be careful Joestar." And handed him two sets of handcuffs. For a moment, I expected this to be the end. I'd spend the rest of my life in some prison, where I'd die and my body would be incinerated. I felt fear for my future.

Until I noticed the glint in Dio's eyes. One only I'd learned to spot. His face held the sadness though as he said "JoJo, being human means having limits. I've learned something, though I don't know if my brother has as well. The more carefully you scheme, the more unexpected events come along. As long as you are human."

Jonathan asked in a concerned tone "What? What do you mean?!" There was another glint, though this wasn't of Dio's eyes, but rather the KNIFE Dio had picked up in London! He held up both it and the stone mask as he yelled "I'm throwing away my humanity JoJo! I'M MOVING BEYOND HUMANITY!"

Jonathan exclaimed "Where did you get that?!" Speedwagon added "Watch out!" The Police constable added "Shoot them both NOW!" Dio yelled like a madman "I'LL USE YOUR BLOOD JOJO!" He thrust the blade forward! 

Shocked gasps were spread around except me who just stood wide-eyed and Wang who wore a devilish smirk. I didn't fully comprehend what had happened until...

"FATHER!"

The blade was sunk into the back of George Joestar, having sacrificed himself to save his son! I'll admit, I was pleased, true he'd died for his son, but this was AFTER he'd forced him to endure Dio's abuse for years.

I didn't have much time to focus on this though, my attention was snapped away as Dio let out a laugh. I exclaimed "Dio, what are you doing?!" He didn't listen though and instead placed the mask onto his face, wiping George's blood on it.

It was just like with the man in the alley. The spikes protruded out, stabbing into my brother's head, the bright light shone out causing me to once more shield my eyes as Dio's laugh got even louder "HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA!"

I just about heard the Police constable order once more "FIRE!" As a series of bullets were shot out, each one hitting my brother head-on. His body rag-dolled under the fire before being pushed back through the nearby window, causing it to smash!

I cried out "DIO!" And extended my hand out! His body twitched for a moment before falling limp, his head flopping to the left as he went motionless. I knew the mask's abilities, but could Dio survive being shot like that?! Both the constable and Speedwagon soon blocked my view.

I had no choice but to lower my head in shame, giving a sideways glance towards Jonathan and his father. George reached his hands out slowly "JoJo..." Jonathan replied "D-dad. I should have dodged that knife. I let the mask distract me. You sacrificed yourself." 

George simply smiled and shook his head. I felt a lone tear actually fall down my cheek, both at the scene before me and at the continued fear of my own fate. George raised his hand and said "Keep this. It was your mothers."

I was surprised to see a ring, likely a wedding ring. Jonathan's cried "Dad!" Speedwagon explained "That wound is fatal. How could I let that happen?!" The constable placed his hands on either side of his head. "Sir Joestar! I told you..."

He paused for a moment "It's my fault! If only I had banished Dio and Damian's father!" Speedwagon asked "Their father?!" The constable explained "When I first joined the force, there was a man who tried to pawn that ring. It was Dio and Damian's father, Dario Brando!"

He went on to tell of how many moons ago, my own father had tried to pawn a ring belonging to George and been apprehended for it. George found out and defended the criminal, even going as far as to GIVE him the ring! A foolish move!

Jonathan pleaded "Hang in there dad. The doctors will save you." George simply looked at him and replied "JoJo, please don't hate Dio and Damian. I am responsible. I was hard on you because you are my REAL son. But in their eyes, it might have been unfair to them. That could have driven him to do what he did. Please, bury Dio next to his father."

Jonathan smiled "Dad..." George reassured his son. "JoJo, it's not so bad... To die in the arms of your own son..." After that, there was silence, George's arm dropped causing everyone to yell "Sir Joestar!"

The constable whimpered "It's a tragedy! Now his kindness is gone from the world!" Speedwagon however, declared "No! Sir Joestar passed his noble spirit along to Jonathan! It has become his iron will, his pride and it will create his future!"

The meddler went on to confess "Normally I hate spoiled cry-babies. But they are different. They live life with no regrets, they're giants!" My head suddenly snapped up from the floor when I heard Speedwagon exclaim "T-the body! Dio Brando's body is GONE!"

Turning to the shattered window, I was left surprised to see he was right! The body had vanished completely from sight! All that remained was the mask! Speedwagon warned "You, cop! Get away from the window!"

Speedwagon ran for cover however before the constable could follow, a hand lashed out, striking him with such force the the ENTIRE TOP HALF OF HIS HEAD disconnected from his body, landing on the floor with a splat.

The constables body spurted blood from the stump for a moment before collapsing to the ground as well. And it was at this point, I noticed an arm protruding downwards into view. It looked human, only with sharp nails extending out. And it was hear a low, yet fierce growl echoed throughout the room.

"WWWRRRYYYYYYYYYY..."

One of the cops exclaimed "His head!" As the figure dropped down, he was revealed to in fact be DIO! However there were several differences I quickly noticed, his nails were pointed into sharp spikes, his eyes held a glowing red, even more than before and his mouth consisted of sharp fangs!

Again, just like the man we saw in London! A wave of fear washed over me as he scooped up the mask into his hand and leered at all of us. Another of the Police yelled out "He's alive!" Another added, "How?! We filled him with bullets!"

Dio hissed as his eyes snapped around the room, to one person at a time. And that's when his eyes landed on me. They widened as he let out a low hiss and I heard him whisper "Damian... My dear little brother."

Before anyone could react, he'd lunged forward towards me, his hand lashed out and in an instant, I felt the nails slice right up from my chin to the top of my FOREHEAD! A large wound appeared up my face causing me to let out a scream of pain!

Surprisingly, Jonathan called out "Damian?!" In concern. However what happened next, I hadn't expected, through my agony, I could hear Dio saying "You will learn to thank me later." Again, I had little time to react.

He swiped his fingers through the constable's blood before I felt the mask being placed over my own face! The blood offering must have been given as a sudden sharp pain shot through me as the spikes revealed themselves once more!

For a moment, it was like a rush shot through my body, everything seemed revitalised! The leg I'd injured in London healed itself, the pain in my face faded away! In its place was a thirst, one I couldn't comprehend.

After a few seconds, the feelings subsided. My body arched back for a moment before slumping forward. The mask fell off my face onto the floor as I just stood there for a moment, breathing heavily. Jonathan approached me once more, asking uneasily "D-Damian? Are you alright?" I slowly opened my eyes once more, revealing a bright red, reflecting my newfound thirst.

My head slowly turned to him as my mouth stretched into a grin, revealing my own set of fangs. I let out a low hiss similar to what my brother had before.

"Jonathan..."

Author's Note: And that's it for this chapter! Now THIS is where the story will TRULY pick-up, in fact the next chapter will be our first fight scene! I really hope you enjoyed and as always, thank you for reading.