Slim Shady Part 3

"What the fuck!"

Jon and Gangsta's Paradise simultaneously think as the crowd of look-alikes inch closer to him. Jon looks around him frantically, like a brave dog surrounded by lions. The ad-libs that were echoing around him had stopped as everyone looked at him with blank faces. Through some observation it was clear that all of them seemed to move in the same motion, like they were controlled by strings.

From beyond the crowd, some of the doppelgangers had drum sticks. After a second or two with Jon getting a grasp of his situation, they began to hit the drums against multiple objects. Chairs, walls, tables, the cushion on seats, the glass at the receptionist's office. All of the sounds surprised Jon, making him more tense and focused for any other surprises. Then the doppelgangers that were closer to Jon, cupped their hands, covered their mouths with their hands. Then began to beat-box.

Jon instantly recognized the beat, instinctively bobbing his head to it.

All the doppelgangers even the one's who weren't surrounding Jon turned their head and focused on him. He became nervous, but continued bobbing his head to the beat. That is so creepy, he thought shuttering at the speed of the doppelgangers.

He finally stood up among the crowd, and started to dance, but with minimal movements. In fear that the doppelgangers will attempt to harm him at one misstep, and the slight pain in his leg from the bullet wound would hurt even more.

^They just wanted to give us a concert. If we dance, maybe they won't attack us.

"You know this song?" the echo returned sounding more human and closer.

Jon stopped dancing, relaxing a bit. "Of course. This is a classic. Who hasn't heard of Emperor Crimson?"

"The one that came out in 2001 or 2011?"

"2001 obviously, that 2011 version just had the beat going for it. The lyrics weren't even that good. The original version wasn't the best with lyrics, but it was a hell of a lot better than the new one."

"Yeah! Yeah! Who the hell rhymes lyrical with miracle and think it's good?"

"That's exactly what I said to my friends! But no, they only thought the 2011 version was the better one. None of them understand true music."

"Jonathan Jones."

Jon is caught off guard, he knows my name, he thought.

"You've gained my respect. However, I have to unfortunately kill you."

Jon's heart sank, as the doppelgangers turned their head back around and lost focus on Jon, performing the beat with clearly more force.

"Jonathan Jones, Jonathan Jones. All that will be left would be bones." the echo had a magical tone with it, that felt like it was enchanting the whole lobby, hell even the whole hospital.

"Bobby left money, a lot of money. I'm gonna get that money so I can eat honey. After that I'm gonna eat up honey. Uh.. Boo boo, honey boo boo, when I'm done with this verse your life will go. Will go." the echo paused, he had choked on his own words.

Jon held back a laugh, as the echo returned more ferocious and explosive. "FUCK! Just die! Jojo!"

One of the doppelgangers went out of the motion of the others and launched at Jon. "Gangsta's Paradise!" With a swift motion, Gangsta's Paradise rose from Jon's shadow, punching the doppelganger in the face, knocking him to the wall of doppelgangers surrounding Jon. Then Gangsta's Paradise opened a portal and pushed Jon into it, retreating into the portal as well.

^Is this a stand attack or something, there is no way there are so many people that look exactly the same and move the way they did.

Jon was on the floor staring at the doppelganger that Gangsta's Paradise had punched. It was clear that the doppelganger was knocked out, but it wasn't the doppelganger anymore. It changed back into a woman, swift flowing black hair with dark skin.

^I punched a woman? It's just like that man who went bald. Does that mean...

"Yeah, everyone here is just a normal person. And that guy mentioned Robert."

Jon gets up from the floor, his eyes reflecting the anger that had taken over from the fear. "I thought I could respect him for having good taste in music. But now that I know he is using people to fight his battles. Treating them like slaves, making me punch an innocent woman. I'm pissed off."

"Was that your stand Jojo? Gangsta's Paradise is what you called it right? That's Robert's stand name. Brothers think alike huh. You also seem to turn invisible. That must be your ability right?" the echo says in a normal tone with a hint of arrogance and confidence.

"Gangsta, I'm going to need your help with this. This guy is definitely a stand user."

^Remember what Robert said about stand users.

Jon widens his eyes, "Holy shit, I actually forgot," he says smacking his forehead.

^It was after you punched that pompous white kid's face.

"I did that a lot of times you're gonna have to be more specific."

^Robert told you not to use your stand, me, to fight regular people. Only use them on stand users.

Jon's eyes narrowed, he remembered Robert gave him rules. To never reveal your stand to the enemy unless you desperately need to. And never reveal your ability. "Fuck, I might have broken both of them."

^Only way to stop a stand is by defeating the user or the stand.

"If one of these puppets, clones or whatever is actually him. Then we have to find which one stands out the most."

^Assuming that he made everyone in the lobby look like himself.

As Jon thought about his current situation, his opponent was also assessing the situation.

If he can turn invisible, and be able to throw hard punches. He must be a close range type. Is he still in the circle of fakes? Only one way to find out he thought.

The beat that the fakes were making stopped suddenly, putting Jon on edge. The crowd of people surrounding him began to slowly walk forward, pressuring him to stay in the middle of the crowd.

"I can't go through them. Gangsta! If they collapse onto me like this."

^Yes, unless we get out of the shadow realm, you will get crushed by this many people.