Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: A New Universe
Chapter 198: Bad Memories
Previous Chapter Next ChapterErmes took a peek inside the room the gunshot had seemingly come from. The lights were off, and she could see a wheelchair tipped over and the remains of some sort of flan lying on a nearby table. "This is really weird," she noted, "It looks like that guy was shot with a real gun. It's gotta be that other guy who was with Pucci, but I can't see him in here anywhere, and I can't smell any gunpowder." "Why shoot this guy first?," Atroe said, pointing to the still struggling man who had just been shot.
"This gunshot might have been originated by a Stand of some kind," Jolyne suggested, "Remember how Rikiel's Stand worked? He was able to control something that already existed. And not all Stand abilities are showstopping powers. For example, Dad knows this guy named Hol Horse whose power is just a fancy gun with bullets he can control the trajectory of. This may be a similarly simple Stand power." Anasui got it. "So basically they just awakened their Stand power, and decided to test it out on someone, and that man just happened to be the unlucky duck."
Atroe used Foo Fighters to slip into the room without disturbing the door. "Hey, there's a big hole inside this room!" The others looked at each other and burst inside. "I can feel someone heading into this hole," Jolyne noted, "The priest?" "Can't be," Atroe said, "The food on this table has traces of shellfish in it. Pucci's allergic to shellfish. No, I'm betting it's whoever he was with, the third brother we're also looking for." "Wait," Anasui said, "How do you know Pucci's allergic to shellfish?"
Atroe tapped her temple. "It's in Foo Fighter's memory disc. Pucci mentioned it casually while placing the Stand disc in the water." "Either way, she's got a point," Ermes said, "There's no way Pucci could have made this hole. Whatever new power he got, I'd wager it'd do way more damage than this." Jolyne looked around the room and found the emergency flashlight kept in all hospital rooms. She shined the light into the hole, revealing it to be surprisingly shallow, with a large tunnel going off in one direction, a spoon at its entrance.
"Something's off with this," she noted, "This pit has an ominous feel to it. Hey, who was in this room?" Ermes checked the medical chart. "Guy's name was Donatello Versus, age 25. Admitted for being shot in the leg by police after committing burglary. Jeez, if not for Pucci we might have bumped into him back at the Aquarium in a few days time." Jolyne thought for a moment, then brought out her strings, tying one to Atroe and handing another to Ermes. "We're going to check this out. If it turns out to be a trap, you can reel us back in."
The two girls jumped into the small pit. Jolyne picked up the spoon and suddenly started whirling her head around like she didn't know where she was. As she dropped the spoon, Atroe grabbed it, and instantly understood Jolyne's confusion. Instead of the pit in the hospital, they were somehow inside an airplane. "What is this?," Atroe asked, "Some sort of teleportation Stand?" "No," Jolyne said, "That newspaper over there has a date for July 21... Of 2005. Plus, look outside the window."
Atroe gasped when, instead of the familiar sight of the sky as the plane was flying, there was the other end of the tunnel they were trying to explore. Pucci could been seen just outside, along with a blonde man they assumed to be Versus. With him with was a silvery-blue humanoid with several symbols on it, including a familiar medical symbol on its chest. "Looks like you came in here with your string," Versus noted, "Under World! Cut that string off!"
"Got it boss," the Stand, Under World presumably, replied. As it moved to fulfill the order, Jolyne and Atroe felt themselves getting pulled up. "Ermes and Anasui must have gotten concerned when they couldn't hear us!," Atroe realized. As they phased up through the plane, she spotted Under World about to hit Jolyne's string. "Foo Fighters!" Atroe's Stand manifested and conjured a giant water wave, the plankton inside hitting Under World and pinning it to the plane.
Versus found himself similarly trapped by an invisible force. "Okay... Did not expect that..." "Atroe still has access to Foo Fighters it seems," Pucci realized, "She's used it to hold your Stand in place. And with Whitesnake no longer in existence, the Stand disc she uses to access her powers can no longer be removed. Plus she and Jolyne have far more experience than you when it comes to their powers. I'd recommend allowing them to escape. I doubt they'll come back inside, leaving us free to wait out the remaining three days until the New Moon."
Versus grinned. "I have a better idea. Someone's at the top pulling them in right?" Pucci nodded. "Yes. Ermes and Anasui it seems. I remember reading up on them back at Green Dolphin prison." He then realized what Versus planned. 'He certainly has his father's capacity for strategy. And sadism...' Versus' Stand, Under World, worked on the concept that the ground retained the memory of everything that happened on it, like the child who was shot by his own father.
In the same way, Versus could make Ermes relive the memory of Sports Maxx and the moment she killed him, or when Anasui killed and dismembered his late girlfriend and her paramour. Right at this moment, Jolyne and Atroe were experiencing the memory of a plane that crashed to the ground back in July of 2005. This was the reason for the pit, because Under World was excavating those memories. 'I thought your usefulness to me was done when you helped create the Green Baby, Sports Maxx. But it seems even in death you can serve one last purpose.'
Sure enough, the memories of the people they killed caused Anasui and Ermes to come crashing into the plane along with Jolyne and Atroe. "What the hell was that!?," Atroe said, smacking Ermes in the head. "I'm not sure what happened," Ermes said, "But I somehow saw Sports Maxx climbing up the string. But it wasn't really him. He said he was just a memory of the moment when I killed Sports Maxx." Jolyne sighed. "Anasui?" "My late girlfriend," Anasui replied, "She's not nearly as attractive when she looks like a bloody marionette. One more reason to regret killing her in the first place."
"Excuse me," the stewardess said as she approached the group, "This plane is expected to crash at 9:33 on July 21 of 2005. Please turn off all electronic devices and make sure that your seat belt is securely fastened around your waist." The four of them blinked. "If this is a memory of a plane crash," Anasui said, "Does that mean when it crashes, we die with it?" "Not necessarily," came another voice, "I mean, it's not like everyone on the plane died." They turned to see an man with an odd hairdo and a green spiked suit.
"Who are you?," Atroe asked. "Mario Zucchero," the man said, "Or at least the memory of him flying on this plane. I was flying down to Florida at the request of my gang's boss to discuss a financial plan with some mobsters who made their turf out here. It was part of Passione's efforts to increase their business into more white collar crimes." "Passione?," Jolyne said, "As in the gang Giorno runs?" "Yeah, that's the one," Zucchero said, "I thought your birthmark was familiar. The boss has one just like it, said it was a family trait. And we always look out for family."
"Then you can help us land this thing safely!," Ermes realized. Zucchero shook his head. "Sorry, once the memory starts it has to play out. Anyone caught in it would get killed as well, unless they can find a loophole to escape, such as sharing a spot with the survivors of a disaster. And thanks to me, there were several survivors. See, this plane was going to stop in Florida before moving on to Dallas, but ran into trouble concerning the fuel level. When I realized that there was a dip in altitude, I started getting to work saving anyone I could. Like this... Soft Machine!" The group gasped as Zucchero summoned his Stand.
Pucci narrowed his eyes. "Can't you speed this memory up, Versus? I can feel my brother getting closer to us." "My Stand doesn't work like that," Versus explained, "Once the memory starts, it has to play out exactly as it did in reality, down to the second. There's no fast-forward, no rewind, no pause. I can't even control the memories of the people inside. Which makes it annoying since one of the people who survived the crash apparently works for my brother, Giorno."
Pucci got nervous. "Most of Passione are Stand users. If one of them was on the plane that increases the number of survivors, letting Jolyne and the other three survive the memory easier. And he'll be inclined to help a family member of his boss. Who was the gang member?" "Mario Zucchero," Versus said, "At two minutes before the plane crash he whipped out his Stand, Soft Machine, and started using it on as many people as he could, getting everyone in the three back rows deflated enough to survive the crash and placing them in his suitcases, doing the same to himself just as the plane started to crash. In total, he saved a dozen passengers including himself."
He grimaced. 'I thought with these power it'd be easy for me to get back at the world for all the misfortune I suffered, starting when that burglar unintentionally framed me for stealing a pair of shoes from a charity fund. It was because of my latent Stand power that I kept finding odd things buried in the ground.' He looked over to Pucci. 'On the one hand, I'm glad he finally put a stop to all the bullshit that happened to my life. On the other, that doesn't give me any obligation to help him. DIO is my father! I am the one whose veins are filled with his blood! And I will be the one who inherits his legacy!'
Meanwhile, Rainbow, Wes, and Gwess were drawn by the police moving in a direction where Wes felt Jolyne in. "Jeez, what happened here?," Gwess asked when she saw the gunshot victim and the busted door. Several police officers were already inspecting the room. "Both Pucci and the final brother are inside that room," Wes noted, "We can't let those officers get involved. It could prove fatal." He generated a slight mist to hide them from view as they entered inside.
Gwess then spotted two officers inside. "Goo Goo Dolls!" The officers got surprised by the sight of each other shrinking. Gwess quickly picked them up and placed them on the table as Rainbow investigated the hole. "Down here?" "That's where I'm sensing them," Wes said, "But it's hard to see what's there." "Alright," Rainbow said, "I'll go in first." She merged with her Stand in case of a trap and dropped inside. And it was a good thing she did engage her Stand first, since she suddenly found herself in the backseat of a fighter jet.
"Rainbow!," she heard Jolyne call out, and looked to see a passenger plane right next to her. Versus watched and grinned. "They made it, but we got another one." "Don't get too excited," Pucci said, "Rainbow's Stand creates a field of perfect flight conditions. It's strong enough to negate anything that might damage her. She'll probably still get caught up in the crash, but it's hard to say if she'll actually take damage." Versus thought for a moment. 'He's got a point. It'd be a stalemate between my Stand and her's. Not to mention if Jolyne uses her strings, she can pull the new girl out of that memory and into the earlier one.'
He nervously scratched at a portion of the tunnel, and then spotted a second Pucci, looking like he did before creating the formula. 'This must a memory of something Pucci did before he encountered that group,' Versus realized, 'Maybe I can use this to acquire my father's ability.' He reached into the memory Pucci's jacket and pulled out what looked like a memory disc, Wes' face right on it. 'Wes is still right above the pit.' Just then, the fighter jet crashed into the passenger plane.
"Good thing I remember reading about this jet," Rainbow said, "It's not going to explode until it hits the ground, but it didn't yet." She spotted Under World going for a large metal suitcase. "Rainbow," Jolyne said, "Zucchero used that suitcase and his Stand to save a bunch of people when this plane crashed. It's our only way to escape this memory alive." "Got it," Rainbow said, "I'll Fly!" Her Stand defused from her and punched Under World, knocking it away from the suitcase as the memory of Zucchero started rapidly stuffing deflated passengers into it.
Versus was getting worried. "My backup plan hasn't arrived yet." "What do you mean?," Pucci asked. "I had my Stand go to retrieve three children from the intensive care ward," Versus explained. He then noticed something. "Hey... Doesn't it feel especially cold right now? Especially since the plane finished crashing." Several people got up from the crash, memories of those who had already survived the crash in reality. The five group members trapped inside the memory had taken their places.
"Good job Wes," Rainbow said, speaking into a two-way radio. Versus' eyes widened, as Wes came into the pit. "Gwess spotted the children you were trying to kidnap," Wes explained, "But I wrenched them from your Stand's clutches using Weather Report." Versus grunted. "Under World!" He moved to dig up another memory, but Jolyne was faster. "Stone Free!" "ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!" Versus suddenly found himself pummeled and strung upside down, unable to reach any sort of dirt.
Versus chuckled. "I'm not done just yet. You'd better check your jacket, Father." Pucci obliged, but then panicked when he realized something was missing. "The disc... When did you...?" Versus held up the memory disc for Wes. "Under World let me know what's on this disc. Good news is, someone helped him come back from the brink of despair, so he'll still be an ally to you. Bad news... Is that he'll go all out trying to kill Pucci all over again!" Wes' eyes widened. "What did you say...?"
"Versus, don't!," Pucci called out. But Under World was already moving, and shoved the memory disc right into Wes' head. There was a moment of silence, and suddenly a giant rainbow occurred inside the pit. "Damn...," Pucci muttered, "The Devil's Rainbow... He's already remembered how to unleash Heavy Weather..." "Wes...?," Rainbow asked. Wes was hyperventilating. "Rainbow... Please... Help me stop it... Like you did before..."