「Crystal War Requiem」

"This is goodbye, brother."

Primus said, arm raised with a sword in tow. Giorno clutched his side deeply, while「G.E.R」is still busy replacing his damaged organs and ribs.

'I won't make it in time!' Giorno thought,

Outstretching his other hand, he tried to reach Metal in a faint attempt to do something, anything. As though answering his prayer, right before the blade had begun to move, miniature pellets landed in between the two brothers as smoke fizzle out of the objects and obstructed the two, and expanded far enough even to cover where Giorno was. Suddenly, the feeling of being tugged and carried by the arm was present. He was being lifted off the ground as his unknown kidnapper flew off with him in his arm, moving away from the cloud of smoke at a fast rate.

"What!?" Questioned Giorno,

"Yo, Giorno! Sorry, I'm late. There was an annoying yellow pegasus mare with pink mane at one of their camps that wouldn't stop complaining about the well-being of the animals so I had to accompany her with guiding the farm life outta Fillydelphia." The pegasus said,

"Wait, Captain Blizzard?"

"That's me!" Blizzard grinned,

Giorno looked over to his other arm and, through the flapping of Blizzard's wings, could see Metal, though somewhat dead in his response to his rescue. They traveled quite fast, moving higher and higher until they landed atop one of the roofs in a more quiet part of the city. Letting go of the two, Giorno fixed his outfit while Blizzard began to converse,

"So, how was it? I'd knew we were going against A General but I didn't know that-"

"Blizzard, the General is my brother." Metal cuts,

"I didn't think for a million years you could start making jokes." Blizzard retorts,

"Does it look like I'm smiling?" The Spear Captain simply replies, eyes seemingly devoid of life,

"...No way. But how? Why side with King Sombra?"

"To get revenge on the Capital and nobles in Canterlot." Giorno answers in place of Metal, knowing that he isn't fit to carry on the conversation,

"Though I don't know much of the finer details, I managed to hear enough."

"Tell me, Blizzard. How am I, suppose to continue fighting? How am I suppose to... how am I suppose to kill my brother?"

Blizzard hadn't had the faintest clue on what to say to console Metal on; as a big brother himself, he understands the grieve and sorrow Metal must be feeling right now. However, knowing how demoralizing it is, Giorno spoke up from the silence.

"Captain Blizzard and I will handle this,"

"Captain Metal, I know what you're going through is devasting your soul right now, so leave the rest to Captain Blizzard and I. As much as I can, I'll try to reason with your little brother. Though I can't keep any promises, I'll try my best."

"N-no, it's fine, really. But I'm going with the both of you. I can't abandon him a second time. I can't abandon my little brotther." Metal replied, standing up before continuing,

"I want to find out what's going on, that can't possibly be the only reason why he decided to side with Sombra, there's something he isn't telling me. That, and I want my little brother back. I promise not to hold either of you guys back. So please let me go with you." The unicorn swore,

Sighing, Blizzard can't help but smile a little in a situation like this,

"Sure, old pal. We'll handle this like we've always been. We'll bring your brother back. Oh yea, I almost forgot. The sun's rising soon."

Having such cheerful behavior like Captain Blizzard sure calms the tense atmosphere, relieving Metal's anxious heart, even if it's a little. However, seeing as their primary goal has switched, Giorno, too, had taken it upon himself to lead to the charge.

"Then we best get going—

Terrible tremors shook the block the three were on. Looking into the distance, a yellow beam of light was shooting up towards the sky, squinting his eyes to see better. Blizzard couldn't help but voice out as he pointed to the source of light beaming up in the far horizon,

"Umm, guys. What's that beam of light?"

Giorno also looked over to the direction in which Blizzard had pointed. It took him a few seconds before realizing it was Primus's magic blade, his eyes widening, knowing what's gonna come next. Turning around as fast as he could, he yelled for the both of them to start running. Just as Giorno had predicted, the pillar of yellow light started to swing down.

Acting fast, Blizzard took off at great speeds, lifting both Giorno and Metal in his arms once again, flying diagonally from where the base of the light source is coming from to avoid the slash of light as the debris that is inevitably going to sweep the surrounding area. Picking up his speed even further, he knew he still wasn't out of the impact zone yet.

Swinging down the blade, the heavens parted as dust clouds from below pick up speed to engulf all the buildings in its immediate vicinity. Roaring winds and crushing concrete overlap one another, leveling everything that stood in front of Primus. The buildings were crushed, the earth was lifted, and the streets were gone.

"There's no way." Blizzard muttered, as his two passengers could only stare on in horror,

For their enemy, quite literally flatten a section of a city with a single swing of his blade and the destruction left in its wake. Hovering a good distance to see its destruction,

"You guys have been fighting that thing? For the past three hours?? How are yall still alive???" Blizzard commented,

"I don't know either." Giorno responded,

"Pisces."

Releasing his magic, Primus took a deep sigh. Then, looking at the destroyed ruins that used to resemble buildings, shifting his attention to the flying objects close by, he set his sights on his three opponents.

"Sagittarius."

On his command and with a glow from his horn, blades upon blades stood beside him, ready to attack, hovering about excitedly.

"We'll have to launch a surprise attack again. It worked once, it should work again." Giorno suggested,

All three were still descending from above ground zero, discussing their strategy on how to approach Primus.

"Not with all the surrounding structure being destroyed, we should approach him calmly and I'll talk it out with him." Metal suggested, but Giorno clearly disagrees,

"No! There's absolutely no way he would be pacifist now."

While they were still arguing, an object in the distance caught Blizzard's eye. In fact, it was a few dozen storms of blades that flew through the skies with frightening speeds, directed towards the three of them.

"Incoming!!"

Alarming Giorno and Metal, who looked over, only for a blade to graze Giorno's cheek. But another hit its mark, Blizzard's shoulder, the same arm that was carrying Giorno with. This forced Blizzard to drop him while he shrieked in pain, yet the attack never let up. Many missed and fly past in a vain attempt to hit either Captains, though a shout from Metal to get the falling human is all Blizzard need to start blasting through the air at top speeds, all the while Metal was hovering atop his makeshift spear hoverboard once again, trying his best to cover for his friend as he tried to reach Giorno.

As Giorno fell through the skies, he summoned「G.E.R」to try to protect himself from the hurricane of swords flying to and past him. Though a shout of his name from Blizzard knew he wasn't going to be falling for long, as Blizzard maneuvered his way through the open air, a blade was flying straight to his head. But with a frontflip and a flap of his wings, he doesn't waste his momentum to dodge the projectile. Another three was closing in on him. Yet, with a spin and a collapse of his wings, Blizzard manages to linearized his figure enough to just slip past the flying weapons of magic. Then, expanding his wings with a mighty flap, he increases his speed even further.

"Giorno!!! Your Hand!!"

Reaching out his hand with「G.E.R」, he was close enough to grasp Blizzard's forearm.

"I got it!!" Giorno shouts,

"I can't stop now! We're too low to the ground, the momentum will rip your arm off!!" Blizzard respond,

"Spin me!"

"What!?"

"Use the momentum from the fall to spin me! And launch me over to where The General is!"

"Alright! You asked for this!"

Obeying Giorno's orders, The winged Captain spun Giorno around twice before releasing him just as he can see where Primus may be standing. The force accumulated from the spin was redirected into great kinetic energy, sending Giorno flying above the buildings that remain of Fillydelphia. Although the force converted was massive, it wasn't enough to cover the distance between where Giorno had been falling and where Primus stood.

Exactly what Giorno was hoping for.

Reaching the apex of his launch, Giorno begins to descend. Manifesting「G.E.R」beforehand, gathering all the strength he could muster, he braces for impact with a leg ready, landing atop an empty building platform with a thunderous boom. Cracks went along the building in all directions at where he had landed. However, in the instance where「G.E.R」's foot had touched the ground, Giorno extended the leg of his Stand with full power. He explodes once more off the ground and towards the direction where Primus was.

As he flew closer and closer, Giorno could see it. Primus, standing in the middle of an open and destroyed area. Dropping from the peak of his jump, he gears up「G.E.R」for a punch as he falls closer to Primus. Yet, with two slashes from his blade, a shield instantly activated to defend him from the attack.

"Gemini!"

"MUDA!!"

The punch connected with the magical shield, the earth behind where Primus had stood quaked and fissured. The strike Giorno delivered was strong, but all it did was pushed the shield back a little.

"Not yet!!"

A yell bellowed from behind The Joestar, zooming through at supersonic speeds. Blizzard came crashing in beside Giorno, a hoof extended in the form of a kick. Shifting the shield back even further and causing Primus to slide back a couple of inches.

"Long time no see, kid! Remember me? It's time to come home." Blizzard mused,

Gritting his teeth, Primus gripped the handle of his sword harder. Lighting up, he swung a three-sixty horizontal slash to try rid of the two vermin pestering his sights,

"Capricorn!"

Jumping back, both managed to dodge the attack on time.

"Woah there!! Careful how you swing that thing!" The pegasi joked,

"Shut up!! Virgo!!!" Primus yelled,

Moving in a blink of an eye, Primus teleports behind Blizzard.

"Captain! Behind you!!" Giorno warns,

Without hesitation, Primus thrust his blade forward, aiming at Blizzard's back. In retaliation to this, The winged Captain quickly shifted his body to the side; the blade was just shy of hitting a couple of his left ribs. Clasping his biceps close to his side and holding the blade with his left hand to secure its position, Blizzard restricted The General's movement long enough to strike him with a right elbow swing backward. Striking the General twice before turning around for a roundhouse kick to the arm.

"Give it up, Primus. You're beat." Blizzard said,

Skittering back, Primus shuffles to his knees. Coughing up blood, he was reaching his limit. Exhausting all of his power moves in short succession, he hasn't learned to stop that bad habit of his. Coughing even further, he was gasping for air.

"It's... not *cough* over..." Primus hoarse out,

"It is, and you're coming back with us. Your big bro missed you a lot—

"LIKE HELL HE DOES." Primus shouted,

"IF HE DID, WHY IS IT WHEN I AWOKE FROM BEING CRUSHED BY BOULDERS, IS HE NOT THERE TO GREET ME, AND KING SOMBRA WAS THERE?! WHY IS IT EVERY TIME I TRAIN MYSELF TO THE BONE, HE DOESN'T ACKNOWLEDGE ME?! I USED TO LOOK UP TO HIM!!'

Forgetting about the battle, Primus no longer gripped his sword. Instead, he slammed his fist into the ground.

"HE ACTS COLDLY TO ME WHENEVER I MENTION TRAINING TO HIM!! HE DOESN'T CARES ABOUT HOW MUCH STRONGER I'VE GOTTEN, HE DOESN'T CARES THAT I'VE SPENT MANY NIGHTS PERFECTING THE ARTS!! AND IN THE END, HE ABANDONED ME WHEN I NEEDED HIM THE MOST!!! THIS- This... isn't *sniff* fair."

The hatred yells of Primus soon turned into sorrowful tears of sadness, as soon he begun to cry. This display of raw emotions left Giorno and Blizzard in silence. As it is true. That Primus managed to gain much power over the course of his time serving as A General to King Sombra. He's always dealt with his problems and insecurities alone. Without a shoulder to lean on, and even if he wielded a power to wipe a nation with a swipe of a hand. Deep down, Primus still hadn't changed, deep down. He's still a broken kid at heart. Unable to let go of the past.

"You're wrong, Primus. I've cared. I've always cared." A simple reply caught all of their attention.

Looking up, in came Metal. Slowly walking towards his long-lost sibling of the abyss.

"You!" Primus growled, tears still streaming down his face.

Grabbing his sword, he stood up. Trying to cast a skill to enhance his blade, no magic comes out. Primus realizes he has fully exhausted his magic supply. Without any other choice, he charged at his big brother. Blade pointing forward, yelling out as he did so. However, Metal didn't bother dodging. He stood completely still. Awaiting his brother with a big smile.

"Metal! Move outta the way!" Blizzard warned,

Yet, Metal was unmoving. And soon, he was rewarded with a blade stuck deep into his chest.

"Captain Jacket!!" Giorno yelled,

"It's ok now. You're not alone anymore." Metal said, coughing up blood as he placed a calm hand onto Primus's head.

"I've always been alone, ever since you abandoned me." Primus said through angry tears,

"I know, and for that. I'm truly sorry, I've acted coldly towards you ever since we were young... is because I wanted you to live a peaceful life, you know what our family runs and what we have to go through to ensure we meet our job criteria."
Metal explains,

"I know, and look how that played out." Letting out a simple giggle, Metal was quick to continue,

"I know you probably hate me with you're entire being, but please. Know that I did it for your sake."

"And I looked up to you, you've abandoned me back when King Sombra was waging war against The Capital."

"Father died trying to save you." Primus didn't respond, and Metal takes it as his cue to continue,

"It was most probably one of King Sombra's General who did it. But back then, I tried to save. I... I didn't want to leave your side. And Blizzard over there had to drag me with a rope to get me out of there. Haha... How embarrassing it is."

"That's a lie! King Sombra told me Father died—

"Father died similarly to the boulders? Along the line of that? That they didn't mean it? No, Primus, Father was still alive to say goodbye to me. Because he knew the risks of saving you were slim to none, but he stayed behind. Because he had a higher chance of surviving and saving you, than little old me."

"F-father tried to...?"

"Yes."

Primus couldn't help himself. Tears began to flow down his face once more.

"He loved you, as much as I love you. I know you've been suffering all this time, haven't you? You've been enduring all this pain all by yourself, haven't you? It's alright now, I'm here. And I won't abandon you ever again."

"I-I've always looked up to you, big bro! I-*sniff* I knew you wanted to be the head of the Family! Which was why I was fine with just being by your side! I- I wanted to be just like you big bro! P-please... F-Forgive me."

Eye reddening, Primus couldn't help but feel a heavy weight has been lifted off his chest. All these years of suffering, gone with a brother's love. Clutching his brother, he couldn't help but sob even more.

"I forgive you, little bro. It's my fault to begin with." Metal said, gently caressing Primus's head.

"That certainly won't do." A dark, grim voice came from nowhere, ruining the moment,

The dark formation of black smoke envelops Primus's form as he desperately clutches his own head. As a sinister green filled his white eyes, a purple fog-like substance oozed from the corner of it, black sparks of magic crackled around his horn.

"What is this!?" Metal exclaimed,

"Greetings, Giorno Giovanna. What are the coincidences we would meet so soon after our last bout?" The voice rang around the three.

"King Sombra... I beg of you.. Leave my big brother out of this... Please!" Primus cried, trying to reason with his king, back hunched and head spinning,

"Now, my General. What fun would that be if we didn't include all of our participants? And for your disobience and betrayal of the Crystal Empire, this shall be a fitting punishment for you."

"NOO!!" Primus yelled, head thumping,

"King Sombra! Leave my brother alone! Take me, instead! Use me!!" Metal yelled into the void,

"Now, now. Captain, where would the fun be in that? HAHAHAHA!!!"

Cursing, Metal hugged his brother.

"It's ok, Primus! Big bro is here!"

Holding his body, Primus felt weak. Just like all those years ago.

"Big bro, run far away... Please..."

"NO! I'm NOT leaving you alone again!"

Primus wasn't allowed another word before a fountain of dark magic exploded out of his body and into the sky. Sending all three of them flying back. The dark magic in the skies swirled around where they stood, purple lighting boomed across the heavens. Walking out of the crater where Primus was lying was the shell of his former self. Now, with a new arm, cursed purple markings tattooed across his body, and eyes devoid of all life, like a puppet, he wields his sword, ready to finish the final chapter of this fight.