「Crystal War Requiem」

by TheStrengthless

Arrival

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Giorno Giovanna


It was nauseating, to say the least. Being bombarded with multi streams of colors while being spun 360 degrees in all directions can do that to a person. Luckily Giorno hadn't had lunch. If not, all of it would have come back up not 3 minutes into this hell of a rollercoaster ride.

"Why hadn't Requiem activated yet?" Giorno thought as he tried to steady himself.

Whatever the case is, the only thing keeping the golden Joestar conscious was Valentine in the distance ahead of him. He was still close enough to be seen. While thinking for a way to counterattack Valentine, a blinding white light soon came into view, gusts of wind blowing into Giorno's golden locks as he finds himself falling towards a dense forest. With his sense of vertigo returning to him, he tried to steady himself by spreading his arms and legs out into an X formation to increase his drag to slow his descent. Acting quickly, Giorno took out his wallet and pulled out two one Euro coins, handed it over to his stand.

"「Gold Experience Requiem」!"

A diamond crystal aura surrounded Giorno, materializing a golden hand with orange-colored fingers and a ladybug-like emblem with the same color sitting atop its back. It grabbed the Euros and placed it between its thumb and index finger and positioned it like it was about to flip the coin, aiming it towards the ground directly below Giorno as it build-up force and released in rapid succession shooting the two coins straight towards the rapidly approaching ground. The small circular metal disks cut through the air just like bullets shot from a gun, hitting the ground, it began to change and warp, springing forth new life while a seedling quickly grew and turned into a large, fully grown tree with many branches and leaves stretching high towards the sky. Giorno managed to get caught by the still growing tree, landing on its soft leaves and bouncy branches with a painful 'Oof.'

"My back... where am I?" Looking around, there was nothing in view except for miles and miles of dense forest and a sea of black clouds covering the sky. Turning around, he could still see more forest, but near the edge, he could see an open field with little what seems like a factory-barn hybrid, giving off clouds and clouds of smoke in the distance with what looked like a deserted village.

"Is this the man's stand? Some illusion based ability? No, it cannot be. Had it been an illusion,「Gold Experience Requiem」would already have it undone."

Recalling the moments before he jumped into the portal where Valentine shouted something along the lines of opening a gateway to another world, which was most likely what happened, seeing as he wasn't in Italy anymore. Sliding down the bark of the humongous tree and landing atop the grassy earth with a hop, the tree began reverting into its previous form, and he quickly pocketed it away while making his way through the condensed forest towards the barn. The trip towards the barn was pretty uneventful with the occasional creatures that you would see in any other forests. Although there was one weird-looking wolf breed that Giorno hadn't read or seen before, a wolf-like creature that seems to be made of wooden pieces, as soon as Giorno summoned「G.E.R」to defend himself, once the timberwolf saw Giorno's stand, however, it instantly hightailed it in the opposite direction.

"Weird looks like I really have been transported to another world. " he continued his trek on the dirt pavement before he could clear the final rows of trees. The sound of coins clinking together in a melodic sound made Giorno stopped dead in his tracks,「G.E.R」summoned itself in a beautiful crystal aura once again, and his ethereal voice spoke to him.

"Master."

"What's the matter?"

"I cannot use my requiem ability."

"What? Why? What happened?!"

"I do not know it myself, I suspect it is due to this world not behaving the same as our homeworld, strange supernatural forces and that wormhole transporting us to this other world, cutting back a good amount of my strength, enough that I could not use my requiem ability, I apologize."

"Are you able to get it back? your ability?"

"I am positive, ever since we arrived in this domain, I can feel my power returning to me at a slow rate, if this keeps up, I will be back to full strength in a few days, at most a week. Although I am weakened, I still am stronger than my previous form, and I reason that my abilities will return along with my strength. "

"Alright, good to know, you can leave. I'll try to find a way back home in the meantime."

With that「G.E.R」disappeared back into Giorno as he cleared the remaining trees and onto the open grassy field, a gentle breeze blows. At the same time, Giorno makes his way towards the red barn. He notices more pillars of concrete admitting smoke with a noticeable large water tank sitting atop of the barn with an apple symbol pasted on the water tank itself, turning his attention to the sides of the barn were fields of corn, cabbages, and other vegetables enclosed in a perimeter of white fences.

"A vegetable factory?" Thinking to himself, Giorno entered the front of the barn, looking for signs of life that could tell him where he is.

" Hello, is anybody there?" Drawing closer, he could hear the sound of gas evaporating, and metal gear clanking grows louder.

"Hello, anybody there? I'm lost and looking for help."

Walking towards the sides of the barn, choosing to peek in and check if anybody's home, clearing the dusty window and leaning forward, he saw what an interior of a factory should look like, a metal cylinder filling up cans and cans with what looks like mix vegetable paste, occasionally opening its cover by a rope pulley with apples getting dropped into it so that it could get presumably cooked into the batch of vegetable paste with a metal conveyor carrying all of the cans in an orderly fashion. Still, as he looked at the beings handling the machines, he couldn't believe his eyes, two figures, male and female, both dressed in camouflage pattern uniforms with straps wrapping around their torso and waist. But what shocked Giorno wasn't the fact that he trespassed on what is essentially official military grounds.

Rather it was their features that caught him off guard with the male being covered in a bright red.. fur? Orange bangs sticking out of his military chef hat and a tail of the same color wrapped in a net with red equine shaped ears sticking out the sides of his head, well built for a male, wearing a surgical mask over his snout. At the same time, he looks to be checking for the number of cans with a checklist. Simultaneously, the female seems to be filling out the cans manually, with a bright orange covering her skin. In contrast, her hair and tail are blonde and visible freckles on the sides of her cheeks, but other than the color and gender difference, both of them are wearing the same uniform.

"This is far worse than I had anticipated. I expected other humans to be the inhabitants of this land, but humanoid horses?"
Walking backward and back towards the front of the gate intending to find shelter first and observing to find out more information about these horse people, he didn't even know if they speak the same language, so it's the safer option gather intel first before making his introduction. But right as he reached the front gate, Giorno heard the sound of a feminine voice with a southern accent speaking up from behind him.

"Do ya need somethin'?"

"So we speak the same language? Interesting", he thought as he kept his to face down but slightly facing who he suspected is the orange furred girl he saw earlier.

"Oh no, it's nothing. I happened to drop my money, and the wind picked it up and dropped it here. My apologies for intruding on your land. I'll take my leave now."

But just he was about to turn and leave, a strong gust of wind blew over Giorno from the front of the gate, and this causes him to instinctively close his eyes and turn his head away from the direction of the source. This results in Applejack getting a good look at half of his face for a brief moment, but that brief moment is all it takes to realize that whoever Applejack is talking to isn't a pony. The sudden realization caused her to drop her wooden crate and stumble backward.

"No..." she whispered in disbelief, turning around. She booked it back towards the barn. "Big Mac! Code D-U-Rest! We're under' attack! Some monster's out in the gate!" Just as she entered the entrance, two large metal doors closed shut the opening, all while the large pillars stopped emitting smoke, and the windows get barricaded too.

"This isn't a good sign." grunting to himself, Giorno tried to run out the gate to escape, only for an arrow to land directly in front of him from above. Looking back, he could see the male figure, assuming from the female calling her friend, his name is Big Mac, who is shooting arrows from the window directly above the metal gate.

Deciding that running away would be the best option now, Giorno continues to run for the gate as he dodges arrows flying at him. He managed to escape from the barn as he took rest on a bench on the side of the pathway connected to the Ponyville. Sitting down, thinking about the next possible course of action,

"Should I take refuge in the village? Judging by the reactions of the earlier encounter with those humanoid horses, I'd guess the rest would probably react the same way, so that's a no. By looking at these beings' constructs and buildings, their race is not as technologically advanced as Earth." Talking to himself, Giorno studied the houses from where he sat.

"Recalling my history lessons I took while still in high school, perhaps the 14th century?" Placing a hand on his forehead, closing his eyes as he leaned back into the seat, he took a breather. The breeze was still blowing, this was probably one of the most bizarre days Giorno has the deal, with well other than finding out about his family heritage, of course, but soon his thoughts were cut short when a booming voice came from seemingly nowhere. He heard the voice of the southern female once again.

"Everypony of Ponyville, Code D-U-Rest! Just a moment ago' on Sweet Apple Acres, a monster appeared on the barn. It could speak Equis and is wearin' bright pink overalls and has a blonde mane. We have already alerted The Wonderbolts about the monster. Take caution' and stay safe."

"Not one hour into this world, and I am already branded an enemy. I have to find cover for now." getting back on his feet, he started to jog towards the forest, occasionally turning to check his rears to make sure he wasn't being followed.


Open Grassy Field

The blowing wind was somewhat calming to Giorno, even if it has been blowing for quite a while now. In the distance, he could see the line of the forest coming into his line of sight.

But something was amidst,

Like an itch that you couldn't quite scratch,

The eerie sensations of the unknown crawling all over his back,

The accompanying feeling of Danger

"Something's coming."

Looking around, Giorno tried to identify what was bothering him, that was until a booming sound could be heard loud enough to split the skies as a spectrum of colors exploded from a single point. Soon enough, a streak of rainbow crashed the grassy fields with such destructive power it split the earth. Giorno used his right arm to cover his face from the oncoming debris and dirt flying at his face.

"So you're the reason The Apples called the Wonderbolts?"

Giorno stood there stunned yet intrigued at what has risen from the crater, a figure dawning combat gear like that of a fighter jet pilot, sprouting a large blue wing on its right. At the same time, its left seemed to be a mechanical prosthetic, yet the 'feathers' on the prosthetic looks to be made more for combat than an actual flight, but seeing as the figure just descended from the skies while enough speed to break the sound barrier, it could do both. And then it gave Giorno an ultimatum.

"Alright, die here or come with me. The choice is yours."


Author's Note

Any thoughts on the comic? Should I continue to add these every now and then? :moustache:

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