Giorno used her stand to turn a life preserver into a fish, so Misty grabbed onto it with Giorno, and had her Pistols pull me along with them. We got to land, and Misty had set up a table so the Pistols could eat. I remember how I died here. It was an alternate timeline, a terrible one. Everyone was beyond deranged. Giorno killed Polpo and Bucciarati, which gained some respect from the others, only for him to be cannibalised by Misty and Narancia while they were on the plane getting away Notorious B.I.G. Watching the Pistols eat made me nausious.

While the pistols were eating, I looked at Y/n, only to find him shaking with a look of terror. After a second he got a glazed look in his eye, and started grabbing his throat. Suddenly that face from his stand appeared and Doppio's voice came out.

Doppio: Y/n calm down! It isn't real!

Me: Here, let me help!

Doppio: No! Youll only make it worse, please hide under your table or something!

I raised an eyebrow, and was about to do so, but turned to me at the sound of my voice. His widened and he started screaming.

Mista: HAHAHA! Eat him from the inside out Pistols!

#4: Make sure you leave me some!

#5: Shut up! First come first serve!

I screamed in helplessness, as Requiem appeared with a disgusted look.

Requiem: Sheesh. Yeah, this one was a bit tough. Even for me. Wake up Y/n, before you reveal your stand.

I blinked and found myself on the ground, with a worried Giorno and Misty looking at me.

Misty: Are you okay Y/n? What happened.

I sat up panting, and looked at her.

Me: It's my stand. I can see the future, and every timeline.

Misty: What happened?

Me: Seeing every out come and timeline, I saw every possible death I could have. I have PTSD.

Misty: What death did you see?

Me:....Your Pistols were eating me alive, from the inside out.

Misty made a face of horror and disgust, and Requiem laughed.

Requiem: Nice lying. Answered the stand question, and her question at the same time.

I ignored her and stood up.

I walked with Giorno, and we eventually chased the stand user, and Misty was cornered with him on the roof of a truck. Little did he know, I snuck into the back if it. I used King Crimson and got behind him on the roof, which caused Misty to look shocked, until I grabbed him, and her eyes widened. Until I simply threw him off the truck before he could react. I looked over the side of the cliff and saw him falling.

I helped Misty and Giorno get to the others, and we came up with a plan to get to the money. We arrived and I was greeted with on of my most trusted friends, and the whole reason I died and have PTSD. Trish.

Fugo: You all right there?

Me: Yeah, sorry. I zoned out for a second there.

Fugo: You sure?

Me: Yeah. Why?

Fugo: You were staring at the cleaner pretty intensely.

Me: Oh, sorry, seemed familiar.

She nodded.

Trish was revealed and walked up to Fugo.

Trish: Take off your shirt.

Fugo: H-huh!?

Trish: It's not because I want to see you topless, or compare sizes, just do it.

Fugo: B-bu-

Trish: Don't say because Y/n, you've got so many holes in your clothes it'd be impossible for him to not see something.

She took off her shirt, blushing like a wild fire, only for Trish to dry her hands, and give it back before demanding a bunch of things.

Fugo yelled out and spiked her shirt.