Dio Reborn - Chapter 1 Reborn

“I-Impossible, I-I am Dio, I AM DIO!!!” were my last words to come out of my mouth, as my STAND was destroyed by none other than Jotaro, the great great grandson of Jonathan Joestar.

Everything went black, the sky went black, the ground went black, even my own body became, pitch black.

“So, Is this how it feels to die?” I ask myself in the black space, “Yes Dio, that is how it feels” said a man who has appeared before me, “Impossible! I-I Killed you, Why are you here?!!!” I scream at the man standing before me, I scream at my Step Brother, I scream at Jonathan Joestar.

“Dio, I was never able to move on, with my body still living, I couldn’t move on to the afterlife, But with your death, we are both finally able to move on” Says Jonathan as he looked at me warmly.

“Why are you looking at me like that! You are supposed to hate me! I KILLED YOU!!!” I scream at Jonathan, how dares he look at me like with those eyes, those eyes of PITY! “I don’t need your Pity!!!” I scream at him, “I am not looking at you with pity Dio, I am looking at you with forgiveness, Dio, you might have destroyed my life, but living here, searching through your memories, I understand why, the environment you grew up in, the people you associated yourself with, Dio, I understand, And although you ruined my life, my future I could have had, I forgive you” Jonathan explained.

“Dio, as you Die, before we move on, my only wish for you is this, Live your life to the fullest!” Jonathan asks of me, “JOJO!! If I reincarnate, I will find you! I don’t know what I will do with you! but mark my word! as I DIO, will find you! even if I have to reach the end of the earth!” I shout at Jonathan, “I will be waiting, brother” he says and the world around me changes from black to white.

“Congratulations, its a Boy” says a man, I cant see him, its too bright outside. How can simple light defeat the DIO! I try to open my eyes and I see a woman, she is smiling at me fondly, “Who are you!? How dare you lay your filthy hands on me!” I try to say but that comes out where the cries of a newborn child.

“Its wonderful honey, what should we call him?” says a tall man with bright yellow hair, “How about… Dio? I think I like that name” says the woman, she has dark hair, “So Dio it is” says the man as he grabs me and lifts me in his arms, I would love to scream at him for laying a finger on me, but I am to tired, I can barely keep my eyes open.

—— one week later ——

“This is your new house, how is it? Do you like it?” asks the Woman who was holding me when I woke up, I have been learning silently for the past week as to how I got into this predicament, my theory is that I have been reborn, and if that theory holds true, that means Jonathan has reincarnated as well, as to where I am not certain, all I know, is that the man with yellow hair is my Father and the woman holding me currently is m Mother.

She puts me down to sleep in my crib, and as I pretend to fall asleep to fool her she leaves the room, “Great, now that she is out of the way, I need to check if my stand is still with me” I say to myself mentally.

I try and concentrate on my Stand, I see a glimmer in the corner of my eye, it is my stands finger, suddenly it disappears, I feel tired, I need rest.

—— one month later ——

I have been trying to make my stand come out for the past month, all I managed were the arms.

“Dio, oh, come here you, we have visitors, they have a son about your age, you two will see a lot of each other so try and be friends” says my Mom as she picks me up, I cant answer her, but I seem to not have a choice in the matter.

“Jessica is this your son?” says a woman, sitting on the couch of our living room, I can see a baby boy with dark hair in her hands, he seems familiar.

“Why yes Chloe, this is my beautiful son Dio, that reminds me, you never told me the name your son” says my Mom, Jessica is her name.

“Oh, Forgive me for forgeting, this is my Darling son, Jonathan” says the woman named Chloe.

Jonathan, JONATHAN, a boy with a familiar look, dark hair and the name Jonathan, I do not need to be a genius to understand something, I met Jojo, and I am only a month and a bit old, I shall try my hardest to respect his wish, as one of few that really deserve my respect, “I look forward to living with you, Jojo” I say in baby noises, for some reason, Jonathan just seems to smile as if he understands.