Jojo's Bizzare Adventure : Scarlet Circle

Welcome To Paradise

The old man's hands were shaking as he sat on his chair,weak and fragile. Death was finally knocking on his door and it didn't seem to matter to him at all.

??? : So, it has all come down to this, hasn't it?

He chuckled a little, just enough to be heard by him.

??? : When was the last time you found yourself in a situation like this one?

Protagonist: Never. At least not something this important.

The cabin's fireplace was barelly able to light up the room, they could only see silhouetes of the furniture and each other.

??? : Don't worry you'll get used to this way of life. You are a Joestar after all, George!

George looked outside the window, rain pouring like hell. He didn't really care about the fact that he was born a Joestar, actually he thought he didn't care about anything at all.

George J. III: Can you give me the information again? Last time you tried to explain the situation it was barelly a briefing.

The old man took a deep breath before talking.

??? : Well, you see... You've heard the stories about DIO and the "problems" he had caused for our bloodline and the world in general...

George J. III: Yeah...

??? :... Well that man had a son, which is hard to believe but it doesn't matter, you need to find him and.... Well bring him to me. His name is Giorno Giovanna. He is the mafia boss in Italy, well protected, smart and strong as far as i know.

His words seemed a little strange to George. How could he bring him here when the old man could die at any moment? He can't be that fast to do it.

George J. III: What if you die and i fail to bring him to you in time? What then?

The old man laughed louder than ever before. George had never heard him laugh so much.

??? : Don't worry son, you will. In fact, you don't even have to rush, well, not much at least.

The storm outside was getting more and more intense as the fire was dying down.

George J. III: I'll put another piece of wood in the fire place. It's getting cold in here too so i better get you some blankets from the closet.

George put another piece of wood in the fireplace and went to bring some blankets for the old man.

??? : Thank you son, i hope you can take care of your family like you take care of me.

George ignored the old man's words as he layed the blankets on top of his legs. While turning around, in order to leave the cabin, the old man grabbed his arm.

??? : Don't you worry now, it's going to be alright.

The old man said and George stood there looking at him for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the wooden door. He wanted to say goodbye but he couldn't bring himself to do it so he just opened the door and left, out there in the rain. He could no longer tell the difference between rain and tears on his face after a couple of minutes walking in the dirt road down the hill.
That was the last time he saw the old man.

Now, he wakes up in his hotel room. Light floods the room through the window as George opens it and walks out in the balcony. He takes in the beautiful view and sits down for some coffee.

George J. III:This is Rome, huh?

Welcome To Paradise.