132. Nothing

Miguel sits on the table as he opens a large chocolate bar and bites into it. He snaps one brick and eats it.

"Hey, sweetie!" smiled his mother. "Oh my God! Have you seen the news!? Apparently, this game called Minecraft is becoming popular among you kids! It's the one where you can make games in and it acts like a platformer! The little players look like legos!"

"That's Roblox, Mom," sighed Miguel.

"Oh!" smiled his mother, as she hands him a black baseball cap with a golden J and a star on the front. "Your father wanted you to have this. He got it from a baseball game."

"I don't like baseball," smiled Miguel.

"Oh... This is... awkward... We thought that-..."

"It's fine," Miguel's eyes quivered and teared up. He wore the baseball cap. "At least that he gave something to me that he didn't want me to have for once."

His mother brushes his hair and kisses his head. He hugs him.

"I'm sorry. We thought that you'd be happy."

"It's fine..." said Miguel. "Oh! And mom?"

"Yes, sweetie?" asked his mother.

"Where's my black trench coat?" asked Miguel.

Miguel steeples his fingers as he stood at the front seat of his class.

"What's the answer, Mr. Bean?" asked the teacher.

Miguel stands up and approaches the teacher.

"ORA!!!"

*CRACK*

*SPLAT*

The teacher drops to the ground as his jaw is fractured.

He gasps in pain.

"You're not allowed to use your Stand in school!" he sobbed.

"So you do know what's going on," whispered Miguel.

Miguel is wearing a baseball cap and trench coat. He also attached a golden chain on the left collar.

"Who arranged this school for me?" asked Miguel, as his eyes became deadly.

"YOU COULD BE EXPELLED IF YOU-!!!"

Miguel grabs him by the neck and drags him up on the chalkboard.

"Talk or hospital," Miguel growled. "For so many years I've suffered in this school arranged by someone. I could just feel that this is a prison. Not an education system."

"This is not-... *GASP*... Fine! It's a Cryptid School!" he growled, as he woges into a Kitsune.

Miguel slams him on the table, breaking his spine as Miguel leaves class. Miguel snaps his fingers as twelve normies and Jessica Polnareff follow after him. So did Weeb Town, who left class just to follow Miguel.

Anne brings out Sticky Fingers, blocking the Principal's Office.

"Miguel!" yelled Anne. "You do not want to challenge my father."

"Get out of my way, Anne," Miguel growled. "That man had been controlling my life for the last nine years."

"Miguel... Your anger is making you crazy," said Miguel.

"Making me crazy?" asked Miguel. "I am not acting crazy. I am not made crazy. I am 'the crazy'. I am insanity. I am what lurks into your feeble minds, slamming the fucking walls to tear them down and wreak havoc using your perverse bodies to burn the world. If you don't let me kill that man-..."

"You murdered him, didn't you? You murdered Nick!" yelled Anne.

"What!? No!" yelled Miguel. "I am nothing like that coward."

"You are acting just like him!" yelled Anne.

"I am not a murderer, Anne. I am a politician," said Miguel. "I am meant to rule. And how can I fucking rule IF YOU'RE STANDING IN THE GODDAMNED WAY!!!" he growled.

"What the hell happened to you, Miguel!?" asked Anne. "You used to believe in what's right! You used to save kids from drowning! You used to help people who were being bullied!"

"Yeah? Well it was easier until you get bullied yourself," said Miguel.

"So, what?" asked Anne. "That's what you want? People, to fear you?"

"I WANT THEM TO RESPECT ME!!!"

"People right now are not respecting you. They are afraid of you, Miguel."

"You're no better." Miguel pointed to her. "You abandoned me, Anne. We were best friends and you left me to feel popular with these normies. Now? Now they respect me."

"They're afraid of you, Miguel," said Anne. "What if they turn on you?"

"Then I'll stop time and tear out their fucking throats," said Miguel, psychotically sneering has his right eye is black and his left eye is blue.

"Miguel!" yelled Anne. "Stand down!"

Miguel sneers.

He stops time.

Time resumes. Miguel is already inside.

"MIGUEL!!!" she turns to the door.

Miguel faces Levi Zeppeli.

"Why, hello, JoJo," he squinted his eyes,

"You arranged this whole thing... Didn't you?" asked Miguel. "My whole school life! EVERYTHING!!!"

"No, he didn't," Arthur is brought out to the light. "I did..."

Miguel's eyes widen. "I'm sorry... What?"

"I'm trying to create a version of a timeline that would save us from Made in Heaven's User," said Arthur.

"Wait... No..." said Miguel backing away.

"I'm sorry... But I did... I did more... I chose the people you'd be friends with... Predatory Cryptids like you are," said Arthur.

Miguel's eyes went teary.

"I eliminated the people who would've harmed you... I brought you into a school where it was mostly ruled by Herbivorous Cryptids so that you would one day learn-..."

Miguel's eyes widen as Star Platinum blasted its fists toward Arthur, but Levi's Flash Gordon grabs Star Platinum's arms.

"RAUGH!!! RAUGH!!!" Miguel roared.

"Sweetie, I'm so sorry," said his mother, who comes out from the other room.

"My whole... childhood... was a lie..." Miguel whispered. "Are these kids-!?"

"No... Not even Anne knows," said Levi. "We just created a quote-unquote secret Cryptid School where Cryptids were secretly enrolled in, not knowing that they're supposed to harden you...You're a Black-Eyes, Miguel... You were supposed to assert dominance... Not... start a fucking Mafia."

"No..." growled Miguel. "You were experimenting on me!"

"Should we tell him?" asked his mother.

"What?" asked Miguel. "What could be possibly worse than-?"

His mother takes out a dead cockroach from her pocket. She takes out her Stand, a remote control, as she presses a button and the cockroach's soul, which Miguel sees, reenters the roach, bringing it back to life.

"I'm... sorry?" asked Miguel. "What's that supposed to -!?"

"You're a fusion of two souls," said his mother.

"Whose?!" asked Miguel.

"We don't know," said Arthur.

His mother looks at Arthur with contempt.

"S-So... What? I'm just an experiment? I'm supposed to be your Frankenstein's Monster?" asked Miguel.

"You're my son," said Arthur.

"Oh my God... You've been forcing my life into a direction of a politician or a lawyer! So I can battle some kind of magical destiny that YOU WANT ME TO FIGHT!!!" Miguel growled. "I'M A WEAPON!!!"

"YOU ARE MY SON!!!" yelled Arthur. "I guided you!"

"I... AM... AN... OBJECT!!!" yelled Miguel, weeping as he is still being held down by Levi. "This is all just one big FUCKING experiment so that-!"

"You wanted this!"

"YOU WANTED THIS!!! YOU... WANTED... THIS!!! I DID NOT WANT THIS!!!"

"This is bigger than you and me... My father? I didn't have a father to guide me properly... I was lazy... I did nothing my whole life until my 20's and I wasn't ready for what was to come! You know what happened, Miguel!? My best friend died! I'm making you ready!"

Levi bows his head in shame.

"You made me ready? YOU MADE ME!!! YOU... MADE... ME!!!" yelled Miguel, crying. "Shaped me into an object with a specific purpose! A purpose I didn't want! You... made... me..."

"You're my son," said Arthur.

Miguel breathed heavily.

"You are not my father," said Miguel.

Arthur felt heaviness in his chest and went teary.

"That star on your back means something," said Arthur. "You're my son..."

"It means that I'm stuck with you," said Miguel. "With all of these people... for the rest of my life..."

"You're my son."

"STOP... SAYING THAT!!! I AM NOT YOUR SON!!!"

"Yes, you are."

"The toilet must be fucking jealous with all that shit coming from your mouth. Give me one moment... A single moment where you'd do something I wanted and not what you wanted... One moment where you did something you didn't like for my sake. What? You'll die for me?" he scoffed. "Give... me... one moment... where I was your son..." his voice trembled.

Everyone outside the doors listened to this and went silent.

"ANSWER ME!!!" yelled Miguel.

Arthur trembled.

"ANSWER... ME!!!" yelled Miguel.

Levi is horrified by this. Everyone outside the room is horrified by this.

"Answer... me..." whispered Miguel.

"I've got nothing," Arthur's voice trembled.

Miguel stared at Arthur.

"You've got nothing... Haha!" Miguel covers his face. "You've g-g-got... Nothing... Hmhmhmhmhmhm... Hahahahaha... AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Miguel began to weep.

"You've got nothing!" he laughed and sobbed. "Ahahaha... Hahahahahahahahahahahaha... *gasp*... Ahah...."

Miguel sobbed as he retracts Star Platinum. Miguel knelt on the ground, sobbing.