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gundamcalibarney · 2 years

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[ Mirror Mirror on the Wall]

Series: JJBA

AU: Standswap, Part 3

Notes: They’re Standswapped from the start but i Do want to eventually write a fic where a Stand causes the Standswap.

Referenced Christianity in some descriptions of Dante’s Stand and Dante himself.

long fic.

Do tell me if i need to put up another warning note!

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Standswap Names:

Dante Padavona (The World), Heaven & Hell (DIO)

Josiah Joestar (The Passion), Mirror Mirror (Jonathan Joestar)

Rita Prudence (Erina Pendleton)

Layla (Cream), Ice Cold (Vanilla Ice)

Hoshijo Jokai (Star Platinum), Wayward Son (Jotaro Kujo)

John Joestar (Hermit Purple), Daytripper (Joseph Joestar)

Stand Stats and descriptions at the end.

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1988, Cairo

Having risen from the depths of the ocean and back onto land, killing people for food like a wolf does with deer, and managing to snag himself a couple people who would end their lives in his name as well as a mansion all to himself.

Grand, he tells himself.

soon enough a particular woman caught his attention (though not in a romantic way), a woman by the name of Patricia. Who promises the blonde power above Mankind, and that she will assist him to achieve it.

with a prick to the finger by an arrow and a drop of blood soon arose a being, one that had the eyes of the devil and the body of God’s angels, clad in gold and glowing like the holy light. This lead to the being’s name, [Heaven and Hell]

it looked like it had the strength and speed of something that wasn’t of this Earth, he would need to test that.

when it struck the candelabra, it had no effect. Dante at first thought that it was weak, however when he had subconsciously used it to throw a punch at that imbecile Nukesaku he noticed that he moved slower.

like that of a snail, he realised. Dante hummed to himself as he looked towards the spectre in gilded in gold, what more can it be capable of?

‘Look at me now JoJo, accomplishing more than you have in 20 years.’ Dante smirked to himself.

JoJo.

Despite the successful decapitation and subsequent taking over of his brother’s body he hadn’t thought much of him after and during his venture into modern Earth.

retreating to his private quarters he went straight to examining himself on the gold framed mirror, he got closer to it, tracing a finger across the thick stitch like scar that lined his neck. Where the tan skin of Josiah ended and the pale white of Dante’s that began.

a hand went to the location of the star birthmark as he smirked to himself, he finally had the upper hand on that noble blooded fool.

then a dim blue light emanated from the mirror in front of him.

Dante raised a brow as he got even closer to the mirror, taloned hands placed on the frame. Something materialised from the other side replacing his own reflection, a man with a chiselled face and long thick hair tied into a low ponytail by a red ribbon, he wore a dress shirt and bloodied vest, face serene with eyes shut.

Josiah Joestar.

That God-forsaken Arse.

“I will admit JoJo, i’m a bit surprised you managed to pull your head out of the clouds, you usually seemed so air-headed whenever we talked.” Dante sneered.

the brother on the other side did nothing.

“Not so chatty tonight are you? still ashamed you wouldn’t have your moment with your Lovely Rita? having doubts if she truly wanted to be with you and not me?” he mockingly asked of the mirror.

Dante could make out the brother flinching, his face going from calmly serene to one of passive anger. The blonde brother smirked.

“Have i hit a sore spot JoJo?”

the Vampire could make out pale blue vines stringing the corners of his brother’s side of the mirror, his face now contorting into one of rage.

Josiah raised a fist, his closed eyes cry out a deep crimson liquid as his fist hits his side of the mirror, the glass shattering with a Boom.

Dante shielded his face as the shards of glass flew, when he put his arm down he saw a now empty and broken.

his cuts were nothing to him as his rapid supernatural healing helped him with that, but he what happened with the wall-hung mirror stunned him. What had happened? was this a side effect to him gaining [Heaven & Hell]?

fingers went to the star birthmark, oh.

this body wasn’t his (not yet that is), is it possible that whatever this was belonged to his departed sibling?

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Dante had bought another wall mirror days after, he stood in front of it. Nothing appeared, neither him or the blue spectre.

a stinging pain, he let out a yelp (how weak he thought) as a hand clawed the place of the birthmark.

“Is this Your doing JoJo?” he demanded from the gold framed mirror.

there was no response as Dante grit his teeth, “Coward.” he spat as the sting slowly subsided.

but he thought about it, the star stung, could there be more Joestars? Surely the blood of the Joestars couldn’t have continued since the baby that Rita saved wasn’t hers and he was sure that Josiah was too much of a clean gentleman to do The Deed.

Dante’s hands clenched into fists, the action drawing blood from his black clawed nails, his teeth grit as his fist collided with the wall and created a small crater into the wall next to the mirror.

“There’s more of you isn’t it?” he growled, hands grasp the sides of the mirror.

the mirror started glowing the familiar blue hue, but instead of his brother it showed two other men.

One with long hair held by a gold head band and an elder man and lilac hair which had started to grey with age and a stetson. Both were seated somewhere, with the one with long dark hair asleep with drool hanging off his mouth and the elder in a similar state of rest.

“These two are you descendants aren’t they?” Dante snarled as his grip tightened.

The vision of the two faded back into his (supposed to be) deceased brother, eyes still closed and expression back to it’s calm disposition. He could vaguely see the barely visible red tear marks he had shed the last time they had encountered each other.

“Why is that of importance brother?” came the echoey reply of his sibling, it didn’t possess the passionate venom he would expect.

“I thought i’ve destroyed your lineage, i never anticipated that your dear Prudence would continue your wretched bloodline.” he hissed, bloodied nails digging into the frame.

his brother scoffed soundlessly, Dante sneered.

“Don’t you dare speak against me you unrepentant daft.” snarled the Vampire.

and the brother on the other side of the mirror said nothing as he was whisked away into nothingness, it was a slight improvement on the last time they spoke. Least the mirror’s not exploded

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1989, Cairo

They’ve found where he is, that stupid mutt’s managed to alert the other crusaders to his location.

Dante’s been tracking and throwing his expendable minions at them but they still persist, they still push through even with one supposed death and one teen that had been in the hospital.

Damn Joestars, he cursed to himself.

luckily he’s already gotten Layla and the other D’Arby to deal with those Joestar pests, he’d hoped they’d at least be weakened to a significant amount to ensure a quick and easy finish.

the mirror lights up, Dante’s amber eyes narrow to glare at the gilded gold object.

“Showing yourself again, and in time of my soon to be triumph over your bloodline?” Dante smirked as he strides towards the mirror.

but he didn’t find his sibling, but the muddied vision of the long haired teen with a Stand standing over the bloodied body of the D’Arby. They were getting close to him.

Night soon fell upon Egypt, most people had gone back to their houses while the bigger cities shone their bright artificial lights.

“Don’t hope for their survival JoJo, they won’t make it, they can’t.” he taunts the empty mirror.

and soon Dante left.

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Josiah didn’t know how long he had been floating in the pitch black void, how long he had wept for his wife. His cheeks were now always stained with tears and his throat barely worked with how much he had been wailing like a banshee.

The vines wrapped around his ankles, ones that would press harder at every

Dante has been telling him nearly every thing he has done in the past, kissing Rita, Killing his father in a cause that involved the deaths of innocents, having a zombie kill his mentor, forever separate him from his beloved with a ship that went down with the sun.

then he went on what he did now, taken advantage of a teen who simply wanted friends and did the same to a man on a mission to avenge his sister after the rape and murder of his mother, and the multiple women he had seduced into his bidding.

and then he went on about becoming God, about ascending to heaven or a plane far greater than that mankind has ever bore witness to.

Josiah had to put up a stiff upper lip to Dante, he thought he was a nice kid when they first met back in the 1800s but after a swift kick to his dog and things went downhill from there. How he tolerated it enough was a mystery to him.

Sometimes he couldn’t take it, he wanted to throw another punch to never speak to his brother again but it proved to be in vain as he would simply get another mirror that would allow contact.

he wanted to open his eyes to properly face Dante and see the damage he’s done but every time he tried they would hurt like he had been staring directly at the sun (and he’s done that before and it wasn’t nice). Josiah couldn’t see nor feel what was on the other side besides the smooth cold glass pane that separated him from that side.

known as [Mirror Mirror] to the servants, he was forced to show them where his descendants and their small crew were. This had been going on for a while, Stand Users yelling at him for answers (some of which are ones that he could not provide) which would soon lead to them shattering the wall hung object.

Josiah didn’t know why he’s been bound here, in a place that doesn’t allow him to interact with the world around him. That doesn’t allow him to leave.

but there was also hope, hope that his two current descendants will defeat Dante. To end his horrid ways when he couldn’t.

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1989, Cairo, One Week after DANTE’s defeat

Hoshijo and his grandfather entered the DANTE’s room, with their Stands drawn at the ready for what’s to come.

“Nothing.” sighed John as the purple tommy gun in his hands dematerialised.

“Are you sure Jijii?” Hoshijo raised a brow, fiddling with his jacket zipper.

“Yeah for the most part, we should probably still look over this place in case there’s something that needs some looking at here.” his Grandfather nodded.

“We got DANTE done with and the rest of his mansion goons so we won’t worry. Best to still be on guard though.”

his grandson nodded back, “Interesting wording there gramps.” he muttered under his breath.

and there they searched DANTE’s room, soapy novels, jewellery among other things. Hoshijo found a number of DANTE’s diaries containing what he was going to do.

and that plan was to Ascend to Godhood. However he’d do that, it sounded like a mad man’s ramblings if you ask him, but Hoshijo kept it as it might have things of note that will help them deal with the DANTE problem in case things like this happen in the future.

Hoshijo turned to see the gold framed wall mirror, the shining the sunlight. There was a certain ‘vibe’ to it, his grandpa seemed to be drawn to it too as he has been eyeing that thing for a while.

“Wanna take it back to your home?” Gramps asked him.

“Yeah i guess.” Hoshijo shrugged, his grandfather already removing it from it’s place on the wall.

the teen with the dark mane then paused and turned to his grandfather, “Wait as in take a thing from DANTE’s mansion? for all we know it’s probably cursed or something!” he protested.

‘JoJo has a point’ thought John, considering DANTE who knows what that blonde bitch has/had in store for them.

“Eeeehhhh we’ll take it back to the Fleetwood Foundation and have some of their other Stand users see if it’s decorative or not.” John decided as he put the rectangular mirror under his armpit.

“If it isn’t you can take it if you want to, if you don’t take it i’ll have it.” continued his grandpa.

Hoshijo was hesitant, but slowly nodded in agreement.

as him and Gramps left the mansion, he swore he saw a blue figure in that damned mirror smile as John headed into the Fleetwood Foundation van.

Maybe it was his sleep deprivation making him see things or maybe it was something else.

Hoshijo didn’t really know but it certainly had vibes.

———

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Stand Name: Heaven & Hell

Stand User: Dante Padavona

Power: A

Speed: A

Potential: B

Precision: A

Durability: B

Range: C

Description: [Heaven & Hell] is a humanoid Stand that slows down or speeds up the movement of the user and it’s opponent, once a punch or kick has been thrown at it’s enemy they will slow down, If inflicted onto self it will boost user’s speed as if time had slowed or sped up.

Namesake: “Heaven & Hell”, 9th studio album of Black Sabbath.

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Stand Name: Mirror Mirror

Stand User: n/a, though Dante Padavona or Josiah Joestar are the suspected users

Power: E

Speed: E

Potential: C

Precision: D

Durability: C

Range: A

Description: [Mirror Mirror] is a Stand that’s bound to a wall-hung mirror, if one were to grasp the frame it will show something of their best interests.

Hoshijo Jokai and John Joestar have said they have felt a sense of familiarity whenever they are with it, we will look into it eventually.

Namesake: “Mirror Mirror” by M2M, also based on the Magic Mirror.

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Stand Name: Wayward Son

Stand User: Hoshijo Jokai

Power: A

Speed: A

Potential: A

Precision: B

Durability: B

Range: C

Description: [Wayward Son] is the recently awakened Stand of the current Joestar descendant Hoshijo Jokai, it is a relatively simple Stand, as it punches things really fast so not much commenting is needed but of note is that it’s punches seem to have a strange effect on the target.

For every punch the enemy’s movement slows down to the point of ‘freezing’. We shall look into this later.

Namesake: “Carry on My Wayward Son” by Kansas

- [ Stand files provided by the Fleetwood Foundation ]

#moth’s writing #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #standswap #jjba the World #jjba the passion #jjba star platinum #jjba fic #Rita is mentioned but she doesn’t make any physical or spiritual appearances cause uhhh she’s dead #i’ll be changing non-stand user characters ala Comet Trails (which is the fic that inspired me to revisit the Standswap concept)#take a sip every time i say mirror

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