Vento Imperiale, Gold and Purple (Fate/JoJo Part 5 Xover) [COMPLETE]

[JBukharin]

Chapter 31: Requiem, Part 2

- Dio's POV -

"I suppose you are Hiyoko and the little girl is Miyu."

If Atrum was expecting a prolonged fight to delay my plans, he had things wrong. Sure, he was a monstrous mana-beast, but his capacity to fight was through sheer power limited by the confines of reality. It wasn't exactly meant to go beyond said limits... differently from my own set of skills.

A fight like this would have been troublesome had I been 14. That would have been a troublesome delay. But when Time can be stopped and warped to my likings, that sort of affair was just a quick piece of work. Easy as cake. And it sure felt glorious to see the abomination squeal in pain as I decimated it.

So many dead women, all for nothing. A shame, really, there was never a moment I couldn't find it disgusting how some people would fall so low for power. A reminder of why I had to pick an uphill road to get where I was, with power I got through dedication and hard work. And the result was visible just as I finished Atrum.

Sadly, I wasn't alone.

Medea merely nodded at the sight, pleased that nothing concerning developed from that fight, while Mr. Dawn looked positively confused. I couldn't exactly tell him everything without having him go insane because of it, but I mentioned one thing that made the overall situation clear to him.

"I was asked by the man that holds the Kaleidoscope to retrieve those Atrum is currently hiding the most," I remember humming, the bespectacled man listening raptly as I wasn't done just yet. "Their retrieval is way more important than anything that is unfolding here right now."

"How 'more important'? And you are-"

"Dio Joestar. Do not mistake me with that foul monster that was DIO," I interjected, seeing some unease. "I understand that you have good reasons to worry, yet I am not the same person. I am far from that. In fact, this very quest should be proof of it."

"Why? Who are you- we rescuing?"

"Two innocent people. I am sure you or people from your Agency had heard of the Children of God."

The old priest frowned. "The Sakatsuki Clan?"

I nodded. "While it would be correct to assume that their standard methods to achieve their magical goal is incorrect, people know how to harness that power. A Lesser Grail without requiring sacrifices and that could be used for superior wishcraft combinations," I further elaborated on the point. "There is a group, not from this dimension, which has been behind the revival of Goetia. Right now, as we speak, they expected to create a situation which would create chaos and, in the middle of it, snatch these two from Atrum's clutches."

"A group? Is it Magi?"

"A family of them, yes. However, it's not one that you would recognize since it perished a long time ago in this dimension. Their only luck in survival was a mishap from the Age of God which... changed the fate of their patriarch," I answered. "And this man's plan- it's best to remove his chances to claim the remnant of the Sakatsuki Clan."

A subdued nod, the man was pleased with the response, but clearly unsure that what I told him was true. Fair point, but I didn't mind. Not with this last step being quite crucial and requiring an immediate action. Finding Miyu and her mother was easy, the two had been treated as prisoners, but fed and taken care of for a while now. Their clothes were tattered robes, but they lacked any grime or dirt on their skin.

Breaking their chains, I helped Hiyoko on her feet, the mother unsure of what was going on but recognizing we were a rescue party. She was soon hugging her daughter, the little girl nuzzling her face against her mother's shoulder.

"Y-Yes. Are- Are you here to save us?"

"I was sent by the Wizard Marshal to bring you to a safe place where no one shall try to use or hurt you or your daughter. Sadly, it's another dimension, but I promise you will be given the chance to live a happy and full life as a family."

The woman bowed her head. "I- We will take it."

I smiled at that, knowing that the lone parent was exhausted and couldn't exactly listen to much. I slowly used my Stand to warp a hole through the fabric of space and time, the Absolute form allowing me to do so without any stress on my body and allowing the two Sakatsuki females to step through to be welcomed by my wife on the other side. Hannah was going to take care of them while I cleaned up the last thing.

"What now, Joestar?" Mr. Dawn inquired and I spared him a smile.

"Now... we go outside so I can say some parting words before Medea and I leave for good."

"I see," He hummed. "You truly are not planning anything nefarious?"

"No."

It was a bit irking, but after dealing with this bias for years, I kind of learned to let it go. It wasn't their fault, and the infamy I held due to my original counterpart was enough to still keep me irked at times. Nonetheless, we started to leave the building and we were soon standing in front of an interesting cast that had rallied outside.

Sakura was there, her Stand manifested in most of its full potential from the looks of it- a product of facing Goetia. Meanwhile Giorno had seemingly used the Requiem Arrow to unleash his Stand's evolution from the way his Servants had 'evolved' too because of it. Reality had started to fix itself and... everything was in the clear for the time being.

"D-Dio?" Sakura muttered, eyes wide open as she looked one step away from reacting at my appearance.

"That's... father?" Giorno inquired, surprised as his Servants kept a fighting stance in the possible fight that was soon to unfold.

"Yes and no," I replied curtly. "Let's just say that Zelretch had a lot to explain, but I am sure the Blood Princess shall obtain what she needs if she asks him nicely."

"Why are you here?" Sakura pressed, taking a step forward and... I smiled.

"Once again, Zelretch's stuff. I would love to take time to provide an explanation, but my presence here can't last for long before Gaia and Alaya throw a fit."

"H-Hold up," Giorno muttered. "You are really Dio? Dio Brando..."

"My name is Dio Joestar. I am afraid that I am not your father as I don't share the same genes as Jonathan Joestar," I replied quietly. "Yet, I believe congratulations are in order for both of you. You overcome your fears and your limits, for that I believe praises and compliments are in order."

"But how?"

"Different dimensions," I curtly rebuked Sakura's effort to keep the conversation going. "Alas, I can only share a warning before we leave: Kujo Sakura, this is a victory for yourself- consider it as such. You grew and you got stronger, but the future holds more trouble for you. My role here is to prevent a catastrophic mistake from unfolding, but it will not solve the problems ahead of you. One of which, I am afraid to say, shares blood to you and they will not hold back despite that."

That stunned the plum-haired girl, but she numbly nodded at this. Meanwhile, I turned for one last exchange.

"Giorno."

He perked at that.

"Father or not, I am proud of what you are doing. Keep up with the good job, Gang-Star."

He cracked a tiny smile and I smiled back. It wasn't much- I would have loved to hug him, to say more and to be the dad I was to his counterpart but...

We have to leave.

Medea nodded thoughtlessly, and turned to stare at the portal I opened just now. She stepped through without hesitation and I followed shortly after, waving as I departed and leaving those native to this dimension to take care of the rest.

I had already risked enough with this intervention and I will have to guard Hiyoko and Miyu for a long time before I could really set them free. They will not be constrained, but protection had to be applied to avoid making this whole trip a futile gamble. Times were about to get rough, but I knew that there was a new Jojo in town to keep things clean.

This may have been Giorno's tale of hardships, but Sakura's own growth shall be tested with the threat that will soon loom over this dimension...

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AN

Dio leaves, but troubles remain. Sakura is finally free to relax for now, but Giorno will now have to face the new responsibilities falling upon his head with Risotto incapacitated. Passione shall be... reborn. Next time... an epilogue.

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Epilogue A: Una Nuova Passione

Two months later, Roma.

It was a normal morning for most of the thugs that garrisoned the headquarters, but normality had been a difference compared to the previous years under Diavolo's control.

While many in the rebellious ranks of Passione had thought that Risotto would have taken over as the new leader, the damage Diavolo caused him in the last battle for Passione's and Italy's survival had left him crippled and unwilling to pursue an active role within the important administration of the organization. Instead, the leader of the Squadra was keen to put his weight behind Giorno Giovanna and his current hard work.

A fifteen years-old being left in charge may be seen as the beginning of real issues, but it would be a lie to say that these two months hadn't been something of a rebirth for their business. Expansion on the drug-related works had been curbed entirely and funds had been relocated for classic casino-related plans. Companies were subsidized, the government's hold was lessened as per recent agreements and Passione was pretty much taking a more public approach in its privacy.

Giorno was known as the boss, but no one would really believe among law enforcers that he was the real leader, and they wouldn't be entirely wrong. Despite his cleverness and understanding of the general issues of Passione, Giorno was not experienced when it came to specific specialists and their needs- not as much as Bucciarati. From a small squad that had slowly seen a rise through their last job, to the ones that determined Passione's orders.

And while that may sound frustrating from a low-tier grunt's point of view, the pay was good and it didn't feel as horrible to be a criminal. In fact, it was surprisingly better than it had been years ago. While it was true that their business model had reverted to the mafia's traditional roots, investments were made to allow multiple companies to be born. Dirty Money recycled for Legit cash, thus fueling not only the mafia's treasury, but the Italian one too.

New schools were established and old ones restored. Alice la Bella(1) was behind that sort of move, focusing on 'fostering childhood into a safe environment', while the security over the entire organization was captained by her partner, Medra la Bruta(2), as intense drilling was forced upon the enforcers to guarantee efficiency in the system but also quality in their many tasks.

In the span of two months, Passione was reorganized into a state-of-art crime organization which rivaled many all around the world. Giorno had made it, his dream to become a Gang-Star realized before the eyes of many as the rest of his team was quick to capitalize on this matter and provide new ideas.

But as Giorno led for the most part, Bruno Bucciarati was the 'Regent' of Passione, the man that was teaching Giorno about Passione's secrets together with Risotto. The blond was bound to be shaped by their clashing ideals, but the current strong-mind of his made him a good idealist who knew how to apply his ideas within realistic boundaries.

Without even putting much effort, Giorno found himself revered by the entire Passione. Even those that had enjoyed Diavolo's rule the most were quite loyal to his administration as it still favored their businesses in most part. Any loyalist to the old regime was taken into account and dealt with swiftly.

Two months, and the world had changed immensely. Questions regarding the events tied to these changes were instantly shot down without hesitation. Not literally, but no one wanted to ask as the known story was that 'Diavolo did something, and Risotto and Giorno solved it'. Nothing else was mentioned. Nothing about the sight of monsters, the potential end of the world, or the fact that something akin to magical madness had unfolded through that matter.

Only confusion and curiosity, as it was expected by those that brokered that sort of background. Giorno was, of course, unsure if this was good, but his cousin had promptly told him that it was for the best to keep the world blissfully unaware of the mess itself. Especially when the Church had made it clear any 'surprise revelation' may end poorly for him and the entire planet as a whole.

A very unpleasant ultimatum, but one the young man agreed to not go against. There was just so much bad that would come by being stupidly dominant in that regard, and it was best to keep this as a big secret. After all, the truth would feel more like a massive lie than a genuine case of honesty.

With Italy turning away from the years of sorrow that had unfolded after the Years of Lead, Giorno could tell that the misadventures of his cousin and her tiny entourage were far from over.

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AN

First Epilogue, two more down the list. With the next one being about Sakura and the last one... a secret.

Glossary:
1- Alice la Bella/Nursery Rhyme: Alice from her Fate Extra's Master, Alice, and 'La Bella' means 'the Beautiful';
2- Medra la Bruta/Mordred: Medra from Medraut which is another name to Mordred's legend, and 'La Bruta' is the feminine version of 'The Brute', to not confuse with 'la Brutta' or 'the Ugly'. She will stab you if you do.

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Epilogue B: Nightmares of an Uncertain Future

Spoiler: Discord + Patreon

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"Are you sure you don't want to tag along with me for this job?"

Jotaro hardly asked this sort of stuff to anyone of his family, but he could tell something had troubled his oldest child to a perplexing degree. He was tempted to say that it was related to her trip to Italy, but Sakura admitted that wasn't the case. It was something recent and... it didn't help soothe his worries. It's been two years now since Sakura made that trip, and he could tell that she wasn't lying about it not being related to her current mood.

Something had happened and, as a father, he felt compelled to interrogate her about it. Hence why he came up with the excuse of bringing her to work so he could have the chance to speak to her in private.

Sitting down by the table, enjoying breakfast with the rest of his family, the marine biologist wasn't sure what had got his daughter this uneasy, but it had to have been something massive for her to be this 'depressed'. She was still smiling, she was still eager to go outdoors at times and yet she was quite upset by the notion of going out of Los Angeles for any trip, even by a nearby city.

School teachers saw nothing that would suggest it was something related to school, and her friends there were as clueless as Jotaro was. This was not a pleasant position to be as a father, but Jotaro was good in keeping his unease hidden as he tried to make things work out. His wife had already given him a talk on moderation, which he was willing to comply with due to how delicate the situation was.

"No," The plum-haired girl replied, eyes distracted by a small book about dolphins that she was reading to Jolyne. "I am just... not in the right mindset."

"Why?" He inquired and his wife's glance told him he may have been too blunt about it but... this was getting ridiculous.

It was the first time he asked her that, and despite some reluctance, he got a most troubling answer.

"Nightmares."

Tension roused at the table, but Jolyne didn't seem surprised. Did the little girl know something and willingly kept her mouth shut about it? Maybe. It was no secret that Jolyne adored her big sister, so, if she was told by her to keep silent about something, she surely would do it.

"Anything we can help about, sweetie?" Her mother asked, a worried look on her face as she tried her best to be helpful about it but... Jotaro knew it was not a normal bunch of bad dreams from the glance she aimed at him.

"Did Dio have a diary?"

...How?

It was an immediate reaction, yet lessened by his normal composure as his stoic mask showed a hint of surprise. Sakura picked it up and frowned.

"He did, didn't he?"

Eyes were aimed at Jotaro, with his wife looking extremely concerned as she had been made aware of his secondary businesses years ago and... she knew what 'Dio' was. So, it was easy for her to know a 'diary' from him may be dangerous.

A fleeting memory appearing to him, right before they left Cairo. While Joseph was speaking with the Speedwagon Foundation's medics and workers to have Polnareff patched up, Jotaro had gone to see if there wasn't anything left by Dio that could be troublesome. The tale his grandfather told him of how Dio tricked everyone by faking his death the first time around had been enough of a reason to check if there weren't any surprises about it.

What he found in that manor was not Dio's suriviving self, but his lingering legacy imprinted on paper through ink and insane ranting. The words were long forgotten, but Jotaro remembered one thing: Dio wanted to go beyond the world, and acquire the heaven. What Heaven was couldn't be discerned as Dio had willingly kept his mind shut over this in the diary, but he reasoned that 'someone else' would have known about the plans since he spoke of 'someone that was not him'. He wanted a friend, a close confidant to share his real plans. Not paper and ink, like he did with this diary.

Jotaro burned it. It wouldn't put the whole thing to rest, but he was certain he had destroyed the key for this malicious last ally of the vampire to allow this plan to fruition. How did Sakura know about it through her nightmares?

"He did. But it's no longer around."

"It is," Sakura replied, and Jotaro froze at the sureness in her voice. "I saw it, someone was holding it. A girl... just a few years older than me. I think it was- maybe it is like with Giorno and his half-brothers, a daughter to Dio?"
"The Speedwagon Foundation has been looking for any potential other children, but they confirmed that there was no other child beyond those you faced in Italy," Jotaro assured. "But this diary, how did it look like."

"The cover was black with silver details. I couldn't see much what was written inside but I saw something that felt... familiar. It's title, it said... 'A New Heaven's Feel'.

...Did I hear this from somewhere? Jotaro took a moment to think about it and... frowned. Maybe he will have to speak with a few people he hadn't met in a while and maybe he could make it a little holiday trip for his family if he worded it right.

"I will look into this," He assured, nodding truthfully at his older daughter. "Yet, this reminds me that I have yet to ask if you are up to make the trip to Fuyuki to spend summer with the Emiya family."
"I will go. Illya miss us so much, and I think Jolyne misses Shirou even more."

The little girl squeaked. "I do not like him like that. I just think he is a cool hero guy like Papa."

That didn't exactly help Jotaro to feel 'fine' with this reminder.

"I will have a talk with Shirou and Kiritsugu about it."

"Papa, if you hurt him I will hurt you by ruining your reports!" Jolyne fired back angrily, causing the marine biologist to back down with a tired sigh.

Why couldn't his daughters just be nuns until they were old enough to know they could pick a decent man?

Still, this whole 'Heaven's Feel' notion. It felt like he heard of this right in Fuyuki. A visit to Father Risei may be of good help to stop any chances that this mess is somewhat tied to Fuyuki. He could just tell it wasn't going to be pleasant news anyway.

But the fact Sakura had nightmares about it, that she was somewhat tied to this... it was concerning. Quite so.

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AN

Second Epilogue Get! Next time, there will be the 'Secret One' that will shape the first bit of the sequel's plot.

Also, since Sakura is old enough to be around her FSN age, here is a reference to 'Sakura Kujo' (Minus Hat):

Spoiler

 

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Epilogue C: Heaven Invoke

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"Your plan succeeded. Zelretch showed his capacity to use the Kaleidoscope to draw in elements that are not within the realm of this multiverse."

The familiar voice filled her with smug, but the girl that received the news was more intrigued by her own journal, focusing on concluding the last aspects of the ritual that she had achieved.

It was night, her study room was filled with books about thaumaturgy, theoretical multiverse science, and religious text of unknown origins in most part. Whiteboards and blackboards, complicated or outright insane notes all written on those. But a single part within that room manifested a full understanding of their surroundings.

Spoiler

Rin Tohsaka smiled at the source of this flattering comment, turning and staring at Dio's closest friend. Father Enrico Pucci didn't look outright pleased, but a tiny smirk had made his way to his usually stoic visage.

"Which means that my other theories were proved right. The Kaleidoscope has the means to transcend the limits of the Akasha Records, reach out to other potential dimensional travelers and make use of their service to assist him and his subordinate in times of need," Rin replied, retrieving the right journal where this theory was left unexplored. "What else can you tell me?"

"Giorno Giovanna has taken over Passione. Diavolo is no more and Dio's son is in control of two Servants that are loyal to him."

Pucci's choice of words was not missed to Rin. The use of Dio's son to depict Giorno was meant to establish two things she damn well knew already about: 1) She was not Dio's child by blood; 2) The other children were unfit to be deemed by someone like Pucci as the right heirs to his legacy.

Giorno's rise in power may be felt as a step in the good direction, but only on an ambitious level than a genuine power-grab. He didn't have the heart to be Dio's truest heir. Which is why he would just be demeed as 'the son' and not the 'successor'. That was a role that was still open for her to claim, and Pucci knew that.

"Interesting, but not relevant to our plans. Italy is a closed case- But I guess the church is going through some investigation on the matter."

Pucci nodded. "The Holy See has been pressured to launch a serious review over its management of the situation and how some of its members had tried to 'circle around orders' and got caught in the middle of this disappointing behavior. Reports from various agents aiding the rebellious force of Passione also confirmed some 'accepting nods' from the Higher-Ups. The Burial Agency will be put under heavy scrutiny for this."

"Which means they will be paralyzed to send much against us once the plan will be ready to start," The dark-haired girl reckoned, with the priest nodding. "Anything else?"

"The Princess of the Crimson Moon has turned to Zelretch. I believe she will be happy to 'stretch her legs' even if it means go around and destroy Zelretch's foes."

That was nothing to really be concerned about. The moment Zelretch was made aware of her plan, he wouldn't have the means to truly intervene quickly enough to stop her and-

"Kujo Sakura also came close to become a Beast-Class entity."

This actually drew a surprised look from Rin. "Sakura? She... how? It makes no sense."

"Perhaps it doesn't from what we were aware about her up to this point," Pucci admitted, yet providing her papers for her to take from him. Rin did so and started to read, but Pucci wasn't done. "The Holy See is scrambling to be transparent around others that have the means to access its archives, and I managed to get a few copies of her profile. It seems like your sister still holds a connection to the Grail. Her body has an unusual presence of... corrupted taint in her circuits."

"Perhaps when she fought Angra Mainyu. But still... A Beast?"

"It wouldn't be unusual depending on the concepts, I am sure we can agree on that."

"Yes," She snapped in irritation, always frustrated by this stoic-faced teasing. "But that wouldn't explain a fast process. Something happened- Goetia! I suppose the presence of a full-formed Beast caused the quickening of the process but... how did she avoid getting full-turned?"

"From reports I found, she was... able to turn some of that energy in a new mutation for her Stand. ｢One Vision: Absolute｣, it seems to be able to use the full potential of her Stand with no lasting consequences."

This time, Rin's blue eyes were aimed at the two blood vials Pucci was holding to her. "I will... look more into this. If this is indeed replicable, then ｢The World｣'s full potential-"

"Will be fully unleashed."

Rin smiled, knowing that this would bypass any previous requirements Dio had planned to go through for the unlock of a Stand beyond ｢The World｣.

There was still much to do, but soon the plan to acquire True Heaven will be accomplished!

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AN

And with this, Vento Imperiale is now over! Next time, the third and last installment of this Xover Trilogy, Fate: Heaven Invoke, will happen and it will be Nasuverse-centered!