A.N. For this part use the song in Media in the beginning and affects only the full italics part. The second part was fun to write and hopefully you'll laugh as well
XII
The Hanged Man
It represents Sacrifice, Release, Martyrdom
(Name) lifted herself up from the cold concrete, it was red with blood and filled with corpses all around her. There was also her mother, she screamed and hugged her... No avail... Her tears weren't going to help...
"Requiem.... aeterna.... dona.... eis..." A feminine voice started singing.
She wiped her tears off her cheeks and walked an ice path that was now forming in front of her.
She saw the stairs turning into concrete, and kept walking. The mist around her was menacing....
She didn't stop. In the top, there was a man dressed up in robe, holding a lantern and a big wooden cane. He then walked in front of her. A man dressed up in orthodox priest clothes joined the walk too, putting himself on her left.
She tried looking at their faces, but couldn't see anything. Another silhouette, dressed up as a Templar Knight, put itself behind her.
A light touch on her arm, a silhouette wearing a Greek style man coverings, black hair and pale skin appeared. Somehow she couldn't see the face yet... But she felt safe.
A corridor of mirrors was now in front of them.
"The first row, is your fighting spirit!" Started the man in front, as he stopped at the entrance. "The second row, your physical body, and the third, your demise or victor!"
The man left (Name) walk first. She saw her mother in the mirror. Her tears started streaming down her cheeks... "Your birth cards, The High Priestess and Justice have always told me you were meant for greatness... My child..." She wanted to hug the mirror, but she walked to the next... It was the normal
The Templar walked. A girl with a beautiful blue eyes and black hair spoke, in what (Name) realized was French. "My spirit will guide you forever, brother dearest!"
The Greek dressed one entered, and someone perfectly identical to his reflection, minus the clothes that the reflection had, Victorian Era like, that were on the reflection. "He killed me, and I promised to haunt him... But I've also promised that I will protect my legacy no matter what."
The hermit man walked too... In the mirror, she saw a blond man, hurt and beaten up, and with tears streaming down his cheeks, mixing with the blood that was flowing from the reflection's forehead.... "This is the last of my Hamon!... This is the last of me, JoJo..."
The Priest came in and the mirror showed them a dark skinned man, that was dressed in weird clothes. On his right hand was The Magician's card. "I have given my life, fully aware, so that you could continue the journey one has to take... "
Suddenly an alarm rang on and the dream was cut short. (Name) woke up, remembering vaguely the silhouettes in the mirrors, but couldn't see the faces of the 4 symbols.
.•°•~~~~~~~~~~~~~•°•.
(Name) prepared herself to go to school when she saw 3 figured walking together. She could hear one of the silliest conversations she ever witnessed, as they came closer.
"...And that is how I was almost engaged with a Belgian serial killer... But damn she was hot! Oh, look! Mademoiselle (Name)!" The talking figure said, as he stopped in his way and did a reverence. The girl that was called replied to it.
"I see you're fresh already."said another voice. "Are you better?"
"Yeah. Thanks, JoJo..."
They all walked the short distance to school, hearing some of the funniest jokes and stories from their truly, Jean Pierre Polnareff.
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As time went by, the 3 teens now were at the cafeteria, when a new feminine voice startled (Name). " 'Ello there, fellow American. May I sit next to you?"
(Name) turned around to see Sylvia. Her hair was tied in a braid that was carefully arranged. "Sure. Sit here." The (h/c) girl pointed to the empty place on the bench next to her.
Jotaro and Noriaki were savouring from their Bento boxes. The girl was eating a sandwich, while Sylvia enjoyed a fruit salad that had only red fruits and slices of red apple.
"What's up with that salad?"
"Trying something Tumblr-ish. A diet in which I have to eat fruits and vegetables that are colored a certain color."
"I don't think I could do that. But good luck!"
"Thanks but... What happened to you yesterday, by the way?" Asked Sylvia the girl next to her, offering her through glances and a new wooden fork a taste of her fruit salad.
"I puked all day." The girl in question took a slice of apple and a cherry.
"And why did you two skipped classes yesterday?"
"She called us." Replied Noriaki, and he was eyeing Jotaro a lot out of the sudden. Jotaro turned and knew what the glare meant.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD KAKYOIN NORIAKI YOU DON'T DO THE TRICK!"
"What trick?" Asked the girls in unison.
"May I take a cherry?" Asked Kakyoin with an innocent tone, but a perversed glare towards Jotaro.
"I think I have some separated." And so Sylvia got another smaller box with raspberries and cherries. Noriaki took one and before taking it said: "If you think that's uncomfortable for you, girls, I'll stop. But I wanna hear no words from you JoJo. Your opinion doesn't matter."
He took it in mouth and started flicking his tongue, while the cherry rotated on it, without dropping yet the most fascinating thing for (Name) was the fact that he could still do noises that resembled words.
"Okay. Japan is truly blessed with talented men." Said Sylvia.
"I don't mind taking this trick with me to bed." Replied Kakyoin as he winked to both girls. The 3 laughed and Jotaro was very pissed.
"I don't think I can do this anymore, but you're not the only one who can do cherry tricks." And so, (Name) took a cherry that had its stem intact. She ripped the stem and said. "10 seconds from the moment the stem is in my mouth ok?"
And so, Sylvia started counting. When she reached 5, the girl was ready with a heart knot on the stem.
" I can't do that. Teach me!" Said Kakyoin.
"You need a strong tongue for that, are you sure you're up for the job?" Replied (Name) with a subtle perversity in her words.
"CAN WE STOP SEXUALIZING CHERRIES?" Shouted Jotaro.
"Calm down Mister Grumpy. They're fooling around." Said Sylvia, giving Jotaro an unsliced apple.
"Finally some not sexualized fruits!" Said Jotaro, taking an apple and biting into it.
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