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The year is 1983, almost one hundred years after the passing of Johanna Pendleton-Joestar and almost fifty years since Joseph Joestar faced the biggest threat to human kind in his time.
Now, after so long, in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, close to the African coast and the Canary Islands, a boat softly rocked with each wave that hit it, pulling up a treasure long ago forgotten from the deepest parts of the ocean, a memory of the tragic past of a family condemned to repeat the tragedy over and over again, due to three idiots that, guided for their greed and power-hunger, brought back something that should have been kept forever deep down.
“W-We did it!” one of the three men cried out as their boat lifted up a coffin that had different types of marine life attached to it “We finally managed to rescue the treasure that sank one hundred years ago!”
“Alright, be careful” the other man, who was beside the first one that spoke, said as he watched his companion pull close to them the rope they used to pull up the heavy item “Relax! Bring it carefully”
“I know! I know!” the first man hissed as he grabbed the rope and pulled the coffin to them, receiving the second man’s help “A little bit more…”
“Don’t you think that is a little bit larger and narrow to be a treasure chest?” the third man, the one that was commanding the machinery, said as he pulled a bit more up their discovery.
“Hey! You lifted it up too much!” the first man complained without letting go of the black object.
“Well, let’s put it down” the second man suggested as he changed his hold in the coffin.
“One, two, three!”
With the combined strength of the three, they managed to lift up the coffin to finally put it down in front of them as they freed the black wooden material of the ropes that held it as the sun started to descend and hide in the west, the warning they needed to know how late it was quickly getting.
“Quick! I want to see what it has!” the first man tried to hurry the third man, showing how impatient he was to open their treasure.
“Wait a moment… How weird!” the third man, who was the only one shirtless, begged, looking down at the lock the coffin had “This box is sealed from inside”
“Who cares?!” the first screeched, hitting the dark box with an open palm “Open it with hits!”
“Wait a minute!” the shirtless man begged to the other one as he noticed something “It has something signed on” then, he used the large blade to whip away the little mineral that hide the last letter that belonged to the coffin.
“D… I… O…” he mumbled once the letters were free “Dio… Could it be a name?”
“Who cares?!” the first man shouted once again straight into his face as the other two came to kneel beside him “It’s gonna get dark!” he “explained” “When it gets dark, we won’t be able to see anything!”
“You are right…”
“Good, I’ll go get the blowtorch”
“It’s time to get our fortune!”
As all of them left to look for what they needed, once alone, a click was heard as the coffin opened itself at the same the sun started to disappear from the sky, leaving behind the sound of a hissing from the deepest of the wooden box, sealing the future of the three idiots that dared to play an insignificant part in destiny’s play.
Meanwhile, in the darkness of the coffin, a pale hand caressed long curly strands of black hair while sharp amber eyes looked out for the others.
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One day, a lonely boat appeared without passengers.
The ship didn’t show any technical damage nor signs of being attacked.
All that was left were three cups of half drank coffee and an open steel case alongside with an acetylene torch.
The box was completely empty and it had two compartments, something that was strange since it seemed that it been housing two persons.
It was said that once stored a lost treasure but, after some months, everyone forgot about it, without knowing that his release was bond to bring a new adventure to the ones that bare the Joestar name with a star-shaped birthmark on their bodies or had the Joestar blood coursing through their veins…
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Now, the year is 1987, in Japan, a blonde and petite middle-age woman named Holly Kujo (née Joestar-Zeppeli) found herself standing inside a police station, standing in front of two police officers that some minutes ago had called her to inform her about the newest fight her only son had gotten into.
“Kujo Jotaro, seventeen years old, height: 1.95 meters” one of them (the oldest) started to list to her to see if the description matched with her son’s “His father is Japanese and a jazz performer, he is on tour” he continued “His mother is American with British ancestry”
“There is no doubt, Jotaro is my son” Holly answered, holding the white handkerchief she had pulled close to her face as she held a face full of worry and sadness.
“It seems that his friends call him “Jojo” due to the “Jo” in Kujo and the “Jo” in Jotaro being close to each other…” the youngest of the two said, letting out a dry laugh to slip from his lips “What nonsense…”
“So…” she started but stopped to shallow the lump that had formed in her throat “How many people did Jotaro kill?!” she asked but immediately regret it as she shielded her ears and moved her head from side to side “No, don’t tell me! I don’t want to hear it! No!”
“Eh… Who said something about murder?”
“He got himself into a fight” the youngest officer explained to the blonde woman, who continued to refuse to listen, getting her to stop moving with a surprised and confused look on her face for the words he just had said.
“In fact, the thugs he faced carried nunchakus and knives” the oldest explained as he held four fingers up to her “Without mentioning that one of the four of them was an ex-professional boxer” he added “Between the four of them, we could count fifteen fractures and he also destroyed their testicles… Oh sorry” he apologized for his slip “And all of them ended up in the hospital”
“Oka-san, make sure to give him a good scolding!” the youngest officer told her as the oldest started towards one of the desk close to them.
“Sure!” she agreed, but it was an empty promise since her mind was busier into getting to her son as fast as she could to hold him close to her.
“But that’s not the main problem” the oldest commented as he passed the woman in the desk the files he used with Jotaro’s information “Could you copy and distribute this?” once the woman in the desk left after agreeing to his command, he turned to her “You have a weird son”
At his words, Holly made a confused sound with her throat before following him quick when she saw the gesture he made her that told her to follow him as they made their way into the jails where she could tell her son was in.
“Come in” he told her “I’ll escort you”
“Thank you” she thanked as they started to walk in the dark hallway as the other officer closed the heavy door behind them.
“I want you to take him home, please”
“What? You already freed him?” she asked him in surprise, not expecting that so soon since she knew how the Japanese police worked after Jotaro got into so many fights over the years.
“We can’t keep him forever” he explained to her as they started to make their way down the stairs, getting her to hum in agreement and understanding “By the way, oka-san, your Japanese is excellent” he praised her “How long have you been living in Japan?”
“Twenty years”
“It doesn’t surprise me” he told her as they passed a fellow officer and he saluted him “We have been very busy lately” he started to explain when they turned in a corner “There is even a waiting line for the jails”
“Your son is right ahead”
The words the youngest officer told her were what she needed to let go of her emotions and be guided by them so she left the duo behind and started to run towards her precious son with a shout of his name “Jotaro!”
As she ran, Holly could hear and see the flashes of old times from where her son was younger and all the process of his development, making her heart ache as she desperately searched for him.
“Jotaro, throw the ball to mommy!” she heard herself say to her four-year-old son as he picked up the red ball she threw at him as he smiled up at her “Very well!”
“Do well in the sports’ festival” she remembers telling him when he was only nine.
“Yes!” he had answered her with a big smile on his face before leaving a kiss to her cheek.
“Jotaro…” she mumbled as she kept running in the dark halls, more desperate to reach her baby.
“Today is a special day! What would you like to eat?” she had asked him on his entrance ceremony right after he got in.
“I prefer to eat whatever you cook, mama” he had told her, filling her heart and making her feel complete.
“Jotaro… Jotaro… Jotaro… Jotaro…” she continued to mumbled as she kept running as fast as she could while flashes of him while growing up passed in front of her “Jotaro!”
“Shut up! What a scandalous bitch!” he greeted her as he looked at her with sharp blue-teal eyes from down his hat, similar to the one her husband, Kujo Sadao, used as he sat in one of the beds inside the jail.
“Yes!” she agreed with a bright smile on her face as she came to a stop in front of his jail.
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Holly admired her son for a while and smiled at him, glad that he was fine and doing well, receiving a scold and cold shoulder from him that got her smiling even more, only stopping when she heard the two males that guided her stopping back from her, turning right to them.
“In reality, my son is really sweet and kind” she explained to them since lots of people tended to misunderstand his attitude, except from her baby bother Julius Joestar and her mother, Caesia Anthonia Joestar (née Zeppeli), the only two that seemed to understand him the best “He is not the kind of person that could commit such atrocity”
Before she could continue, the younger officer launched forward and kicked the bars with one foot, making her look back at her son who now lay above the bed at one side.
“Hey! Don’t sleep, Kujo!” he shouted at her boy “You are free, get out of there!” he continued as he pointed at him with a finger “What part of “Go home” you don’t understand?!”
Silently, Holly watched as her son moved a bit so he was using one arm as his support to look back at the officers and herself with cold blue-teal eyes, making the officers gulp at the same time he moved to be facing them but still laying down on bed.
“Mama, go home” he simply told her with his hard voice “I won’t get out for a good time” his words left her feeling more worried than before, expressing it in a worried gasp that escaped her lips, something he must have caught as he proceed to explain “I’m possessed by an evil spirit”
Jotaro’s words were so simply and calm that anyone else could miss how he was feeling, but Holly was his mother, so she could see beyond him.
“I don’t know what he could make me do” he continued to explain to the rest, but she could tell he was trying to explain himself to her “Even during the fight, I tried to stop the evil spirit” and that, he went back to lay down “Don’t make me leave this jail”
Her blue-teal eyes never left her son’s form as the oldest officer let out a sight beside her “My God… You understand what I was talking about, oka-san?” he asked her, totally frustrated “We told him that we freed him, he answer us that folly and refuses to go out” he sounded worried and exasperated, feeling it even more when he leaned to whisper to her “I’m sorry, but is your good on the head?”
“This isn’t a hotel!” she heard the younger officer slightly complain due to their current position.
Her personality might made lots of people think she was naïve and more, but Holly knew better than to mistrust and brush aside what her son just had said.
Since little, she was able to heard from her papa, her mama, great nonno Erin, great nonno Speedwagon and nonna Lisa Lisa all about the stories, the adventures and all the weird stuff her family line had gone through due to their source of birth, stories that always made her feel proud of her family background when she got to see how things had ended up for them after her papa and mama faced the Pillar Men and her great nonna got rid of their ultimate family foe.
But now that she was older, married to a nice man and a mother, she knew it would be a matter of time before the promise her dear great nonna Johanna Pendleton-Joestar made herself and all her descendants had gone through to free their family from the curse of Dio Brando was meant to resurface since, by what her great nonnos had told her, he was meant to raise once again.
Before she could lose herself in her thoughts, some of the prisoners came running towards the bars and started making grabby hands to them in panic.
“Please, change us from cell!” one of them begged in a cry.
“What he is saying is true!”
“He possess an evil spirit!”
“It’s scary!”
“Don’t let us be in the same room!”
“I told you to shut up!” the youngest officer shouted to the prisoners as he got close and hit the bars with his can to kept them at bay.
But then, the sound of a can being open filled the room and made the blonde look back at her child, watching as he opened a soda can that wasn’t with him some minutes before, watching him drink the liquid from the hole he made in it with a pen instead of opening it in the normal and traditional way.
“W-What is that?”
“But you are inside of a jail!” the oldest officer shouted as he pointed to Jotaro “How did you get it?!”
“I already told you” Jotaro said after he finished his drink and burped, making the other men to run to the end of the cell “The evil spirit” he simply added as one manga that was on his bed started to float and fall right into his hands “The spirit brings them to me”
Then, they heard the radio he suddenly had with him to start singing as it was turned on “Still in the ring! Still in the ring! Still in the ring!”
“He is listening to the radio while reading the Shonen Jump!” the oldest officer shouted in surprise as he gripped the jail bars.
“But, how?!” the younger officer asked the million-dollar question Holly was making herself “This is wrong! Definitely wrong!”
“Stop!” the black-haired teenager commanded the two as he stood up from his bed “Surely you still want to release me” he pointed out as he took off his hat and let them see his curly strands “I’ll show you how scary it can be” and then, he started to walk to them with determination “To show you how dangerous releasing me will be…”
As he stopped in front of the officers, Holly saw the way a fast, muscular and purple arm dash from her son’s outstretched arm as it grabbed the gun that belonged to the youngest officer and pull it towards him, breaking the rope that securely held it in place.
“My gun!” the man shouted in panic “How did he do it?!”
“We are in trouble!”
Due to their words, Holly knew right away that they weren’t able to see what she just witnessed so she quickly turned to look at her son, who held the gun pointed to them as the muscular arm put it inside his big hand.
“Hey! Didn’t you see the evil spirit?!” he asked them, but didn’t wait for an answer as he moved the gun till it was pointing at his head “If you didn’t see it…”
When the sound of the trigger being pulled in its place echoed in the room, she started to panic for real “Jo-Jotaro!” she shouted to try to stop him while she looked at him wide-eyed.
She heard the shocked gasps from the males around her while she trembled in fear as Jotaro shot the bullet towards his head, but calmed only a little when the smoke from the shot dissipated and allowed her to see the same purple and gloved hand from before holding the bullet while her son heavily breathed.
“There is someone behind me” he commented as he pulled back his arm at the same time the purple hand did with the bullet and placed the gun in front of him to be taken by the officers “It seems that I’m possess”
“His grandfather Joseph also had this strange powers…” Holly told herself as she watched him “What is going on with my son?” she asked herself in despair, worried about her child.
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[STAND NAME] ???
Power: ??? - Speed: ???
Range: ??? - Durability: ???
Precision: ??? - Growth Potential: ???
[STAND MASTER] Kujo Jotaro
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After some desperate calls she made to New York, Holly Kujo ran around in the New Tokyo International Airport looking for the man she had called for and hadn’t seeing in so long that her heart burst with happiness inside her chest when she finally found him.
“Papa!” she happily called for the man with a big smile on her face as she jumped in her place to make him notice her “Here I am, Papa! Here!”
“Holly!” her father, Joseph Joestar, shouted in happiness when he saw her “Hey, get out the way!”
As he came running to her after pushing the poor man that had the misfortune to be on his way, she dashed to him and hugged him tight on the chest “Papa!”
Once they were inside each other embrace, Holly let him spin her around as they happily laughed, happy and content to be together once again.
“What a joy that you came!” she told him with a big smile and voice tainted with emotions.
“I can be anywhere on the planet in less than twenty-four hours if my only daughter needs me!” he honestly told her, making her cuddle into him, glad to be with him.
“Where is mama?” she asked him out of habit, her heart a little hurt to not see her around “Where are i miei fratelli?”
“Complaining somewhere” her father immediately answer her, his habit of teasing his wife and sons even when they weren’t around raised as he grinned “I told them that it was a business trip for the Joestar Real-Estate Agency”
He laughed in satisfaction for having succeed in hiding the real intention to his wife and sons but it was quickly whipped from his face as he heard someone clearing his voice from behind him and his daughter.
“You have always being shitty when it comes to hiding, Old Man” the one that cleared his voice said, making him quickly turn his head to the sound since it was awfully familiar, making him open his eyes really wide as he came to two pair of blue eyes burning into him that belonged to a brunet and blonde young males.
“Give the Old Man a break, big bro” the brunet man told the first one, smiling widely to the father and daughter duo “I don’t think he would be able to hold the shit storm mama has prepared for him”
The brunet's words made a shiver run down Joseph’s back since, after fifty years, he was still scared shitless by Caesia’s anger.
“Your mother?” he managed to ask in a strangled voice that didn’t belong to him.
“Oh, yeah” the blonde male answer as he smirked to him “Prepare to die, Old Man”
Joseph was about to ask more since he didn’t want to die as the feeling of dread came to him, but he had to stop himself as Holly stopped snuggling to him and watched with shinny blue-teal eyes at her baby brothers.
“Julius! Harry!” she shouted in happiness as she got out of his hold and ran to her brothers, throwing her arms around the two of them and held them close “I missed you two so much!”
Meanwhile Harry Joestar (the brunet) looked happy and snuggled to his big sister, Julius Joestar (the blonde) looked a little bit annoyed by his sister’ tight embrace for a couple of seconds before he smiled widely and snuggled her, the three siblings imitating a trio of puppies seeking affection from each other as they were finally reunited after so long.
Meanwhile, Joseph almost coed at the scene of his children like that, but the dreadful feeling of his wife coming to hunt his ass scared him to the core.
“Wait, Julius!” he called for his oldest son “Where is your mother?!”
But his blonde son only opened a blue eye and smirked at him, refusing to give him a straight answer, making Joseph feel more desperate to know about his wife’s whereabouts, but the words he was about to say died on his mouth as someone cleared their throat behind him.
“I hope you have good explanation to all of this, Joseph Joestar” a feminine and little raspy voice said behind him, making him shiver as he slowly turned back to come face to face to his wife, Caesia Anthonia Joestar, who was burning holes in his head behind the black sunglasses she was wearing.
“Caesia!” he screeched as he tried to put some distance between them since the murder aura coming from her slim frame made him jump back, resulting in him falling ass first into the ground “H-How are you?” he asked her with a strangled voice, trying to keep it all down and not show how terrified he was.
“Don’t come at me with any kind of shitty excuse, Jojo” she warned him as she took off her glasses, letting all the present to see her fierce green eyes that had aged pretty well thanks to the wrinkles around them “You should have told me about it if it involved my precious daughter and precious grandson”
“I thought you were in Italy” Joseph tried to excuse himself as he backed out as she got closer to him “I thought you were busy training more Hamon prodigies”
“You are lucky that I got Rosas to tell me about your whereabouts in time since I would have kicked your ass for lying to me about something so serious” she said as she kept approaching him “Things would have been ugly for you if he didn’t…”
Her words sent more shiver down his spine, getting him to shiver in panic as he kneeled in front of her and gripped the material of her elegant pants to beg for mercy “Forgive me, my love!” he falsely wailed as he hid his face on her stomach, not caring about his hat that fell to the ground and the obvious snickering their sons were making due to the scene “Please, I don’t want to die!”
“Hey, Jojo!” Caesia said as she tried to separate him from her body when the stares from the bystanders stilled in them, making her blush in embarrassment “Stop making a scene! People are staring at!”
Loyal to her words, Joseph moved his face so his cheek was pressed into her stomach as his arms wrapped around her waist, burning holes to the idiots that were staring at them “And what are you looking at?!” he shout at them with a strong voice, getting the idiots to stop staring and go back to their own business while his sons started to laugh really hard and let go of their sister as the bend to avoid any stomachache.
“Mama!” Holly shouted at her mother and ran to her, earning herself a tight hug from Caesia, who held her daughter close to her, crushing Joseph in the middle of their embrace.
“Hello, my little principessa” the light blonde greeted her daughter as she pet her hair while Joseph struggled to get out of the females' embrace, managing to stand up to hold his two girls close to his chest with a big smile on his face “It’s being so long”
“It has!” Holly agreed with her mother as she watched her brothers coming to them, opening her free arm she had to accept Harry’s hug while her mother accepted Julius’ one “I’m so happy to have you all with me!”
The family of five hugged each other tightly, enjoyed the family moment after being apart after so long, letting the love, respect and affection they had for all of them burst in their embrace.
Surprisingly, Holly was the first one to separate from the embrace, making the others to let go of each other as she bend down to pick Joseph’s luggage.
“I’ll carry your bag” she told him with a smile.
“You should let the Old Man carry his own stuff” Julius told her as he picked up his own “He isn’t that old”
“You can be so mean sometimes, July” Holly told his brother with a smile, widening it when she saw the way his cheeks turned red from the nickname but stopped when Harry softly hit him in the head with his fist “Besides, mama will make him carry hers”
“Damn right she will!” Harry agreed in a squeal as he avoided each “playful” hit Julius was throwing at him.
“By the way, Holly, regarding to Jotaro…” Joseph started as he wrapped an arm around Caesia’ shoulder to pull her close to him, trying to bring back the main topic of their visit “Are you sure that Jotaro said “evil spirit”?”
Both Julius and Harry stopped fighting as they looked at their sister, knowing very well that this situation affected her the worst due to her kind and sensible nature while Caesia wiggled out of her embrace with her husband to kneel beside her daughter as she fell to her knees in despair.
“My poor Jotaro!” the blonde cried out as she hide her face on her hands, feeling her mother rub little circles on her back “Yes, the police said that they couldn’t see it, but I could!” she confessed as her father kneeled in her free side and placed a comforting hand on her back “I saw an arm that wasn’t his… And it grabbed the gun…”
The Joestar father looked up from his trembling daughter to his sons and wife, who shared a knowing and suspicious look on their faces as he tried to comfort the blonde.
“Others couldn’t see it, but you could?” Joseph softly asked her to avoid altering her more.
“Exactly…” she agreed, letting herself be lifted up by both her parents so they could start going.
“Then Jotaro has been saying that he is possess, but you haven’t been feeling anything weird?” he continued to ask her as he saw Caesia rub their daughter’s back again.
“No” she said as she let herself be pulled to her brothers as they hooked an arm around hers “But Jotaro says that he won’t leave the cell till he knows what’s going on” she explained as she let Julius and Harry cuddle her “What do I do, papa and mama?”
“Relax, daughter of mine” Joseph tried to calm down his daughter “I, Joseph Joestar, am here with you, and there is nothing to worry about”
“He is right, darling” Caesia agreed with her husband as she softly smiled to her eldest child “We are here to help you get through this”
“We would be mad if we didn’t help our big sister on her time of need” Harry chirped in as he smiled to Holly while Julius humped in agreement.
“Yes…” she agreed with a little smile as her brothers started to drag her with them to the exit, eager to see their nephew.
Letting their kids walk ahead of them, Joseph snapped his fingers to signal an unknown man that wore a red and white rob to follow them as he wrapped one arm around his wife once again as they followed their children.
“In first place, I would like to see my grandson, Jotaro!” he told his daughter with severity to let her see how serious he was with all of this.
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Meanwhile, Kujo Jotaro sat as comfortable as he could in the prison’s bed while he played with a remote-control car that his “evil spirit” had recently brought him alongside with the different things it had brought him in the main time.
He had lost track of how long he had being boring his mind out with the car till he made it hit the bars, unconsciously wondering where his mother had gotten herself into since he hadn’t seen here since yesterday and somewhat surprised him to not have her nagging around to convince to get out and go home with her.
“How scary…” he heard the oldest officer that had come with his mother the day before say as he looked inside his cell “Now there are more stuffs in here… And it’s also very violent… Something scary took over him…” the man rambled in mumbles “If other people hears about this, I’ll surely lose my job”
Not wanting to be bothered by the stupid nagging and mental breakdown the man was having, the black-haired teen tried to pull out from the conversation and stop hearing it, closing his eyes in the process to get some sleep, but opened them when a voice he hadn’t heard in a long time spoke.
“Relax” the voice said as the owner stood behind the officer “I’ll take my grandson”
“Grandson?” he asked the man, staring at the grey-haired male that was wearing a long trench coat, a black turtle neck sweater, pants, black shoes and a hat with a particular red necklace that he knew very well.
“Our grandson” a feminine voice interrupted that didn’t belong to his mother but to a light blonde woman that wore a black suit with black heels and sunglasses, standing beside the man from before.
“Hey! What are you going to do?” the youngest officer asked to the newcomers, standing alongside his partner to stop the couple from stepping closed to his cell.
“I already told you that it’s forbidden getting close to him!” Jotaro almost scolded at the way the shorter man was referring to him and his situation but didn’t voice it “Try to convince him from getting out of here, it’s too dangerous!”
“We will take care of this! We already told you!” the old man shouted as he moved the officer duo aside to step close to him while the woman beside him kept quiet as said man lifted the two with the help of their jackets and threw them aside as if they were nothing.
“Jotaro! These are your grandparents!” his mother told him as both elders walked to him as he did the same from inside his cell while other two males, one brunet and other blonde stood beside her “And these are your uncles! I know they can help you!” she told him with and edge of desperation and that usual annoying tone he disliked so much “Go out and greet your grandparents and uncles”
Jotaro, from the bits of his childhood, he remembers the four of them very well.
He remembers what it felt like to be seated on his grandmother’s lap whenever she visited as they listened to any nonsense his grandfather pulled while she and his uncle Julius tried to calm his grandfather whenever he got too excited and uncle Harry joined him in the nonsense and hyped the oldest male.
He won’t admit it and would deny it to the core, but he really missed them as he grew up and they were unable to join him the same way they did when he was younger, leaving him with only his mother as his only company thanks to them being busy with different things like traveling all over the world (in the old man’s case) or practically living in Italy and coming once in a while due to some family business (in his grandmother and uncles’ cases).
“Get out, we are going home” the old man told him as they stood face to face each other with the bars separating them while the door was open.
“Get lost, I didn’t ask you to come” he simply said to his grandfather, not breaking eye contact with him “Help me? What the hell can you do?”
His words were directed to the old man, but he also (unconsciously) looked at his grandmother who looked like she didn’t care about his rudeness nor tried to make him talk to her with respect “It’s a bother that you have to come from New York and Italy to here for nothing” he told them “You simply cannot help me…”
Then, Jotaro pulled out a metallic finger his evil spirit had given him some seconds ago right after his grandfather and grandmother stood in front of him.
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“My pinky from my artificial hand!” Joseph shouted to himself as he moved his hand and made some sound as it moved, noticing that the material of his glove was also ripped in the place his pinky was supposed to be “When did he ripped it from me?”
“Now you understand?” his grandson asked him as he used his artificial finger to point at him before turning and looking at them from above his shoulder “It was the evil spirit” and then, he threw back his finger, one he caught without much trouble.
“Don’t get closer to me” he told them “You’ll only reduce what you have left to live”
Without more words, Jotaro finally turned and walked away from them, leaving him speechless while Caesia fought really hard to hide the smirk she had on her face, somewhat amused by the attitude their grandson pulled.
“Simply incredible, I’m astonished” he told himself “And to think that he was able to trick me…”
He looked back at his wife who gave a nod with her head as she removed her glasses to voice what she was thinking through them “Yes… I exactly know what is the spirit that possessed Jotaro” as he saw what he was looking for, he gave a nod to her “However, instead of putting it in words, if he gets to experiment it physically, he will understand it better…”
But then, he discarded the idea “No, it’s better if he understands it in the physical way due to the dangers he will face in the future”
Joseph hide one hand inside the pockets of his pants, but then he pulled them out and snapped them to his companion “Avdol, it’s your turn”
As his friend stepped out from the shadows and walked to his grandson, he presented him “I present you my Egyptian friend that I met three years ago, Avdol” he said before looking at his friend “Get my grandson out of that cell”
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Jotaro couldn’t believe the nonsense his grandfather had just pulled out of nowhere.
He knew the man was insane and liked to brag about all he did in an effort to impress him, a trait that his uncle Harry had also inherited, but he couldn’t believe that his grandmother Caesia was okay with all of this since she smiled at him with pride and moved to give room to Avdol to stand in front of them.
“Stop” he said as he looked at them “He seems strong but, do you really thing that I would allow a man like him to pull me out of here just because you told him to?” he asked them, not believing their choose of moves “Of course not” he quickly denied, not waiting for an answer of their part “On the contrary, I will be more stubborn and I’ll have less wishes to get out”
“This will get a little violent” the Egyptian man, Avdol, informed him “You will end up begging for us to get you out of there since you will experience an unimaginable agony”
“It seems good to me” the old man agreed as he adjusted his hat.
“But Papa, what are you doing?!” his mother asked them in panic, obviously not wanting him to face any pain or damage.
“The Old Man is crazy, but he knows what he is doing” his uncle, Julius, commented as he pulled his mother out of the way.
“July is right, sis” his dumb uncle Harry commented as he did the same “Trust in what Papa has stored to little Jojo”
Internally, Jotaro cringed by the nickname since he hated the “little” in the family name he despised so much but kept it out of his tough exterior.
“You can’t create a scandal in here…”
“Shut up!” his grandfather snapped at the officers, who trembled in fear as the straightened their forms.
“Understood!”
“I’m terribly sorry for my husband’s behavior” his Granny Caesia apologized to the officers as she looked at them straight into the eye with her fierce and powerful green eyes “But you will make good in shutting up if you know what’s good for you two”
“Understood, ma’am!” the two idiots cried out as the trembled in added fear for her words and stepped back a little.
As a red gleam caught his attention, Jotaro looked from his grandmother to Avdol, who now was surrounded by the red gleam that resembled flames as a humanoid form came out of his back, showing a muscular body with the head of bird, flames enveloping it from the waist and down as it came out with a loud cry.
“That is-“ he mumbled, understanding what he was seeing right away but shocked to see another one of those around the Egyptian.
“Exactly” his grandfather confirmed “Avdol also has that you call “evil spirit”, an evil spirit that Avdol controls to his will!” he explained “The name of that spirit is Magician’s Red!”
Before he could properly react and do something, Jotaro quickly found himself pressed to the cell’s wall a second after Avdol’s spirit cried out, fire binds tying themselves around his wrist, neck and legs, keeping him glued to the wall as they burned his skin.
“It burns… I’m on fire! My arms are on fire!” he shouted to himself as he tried to look for an out as he felt his skin itching in pain “What is this?!”
“Kujo has stuck himself on the wall and doesn’t move…” he heard one of the officers comment, showing him that he wasn’t able to see what he was experimenting.
“I don’t know what it’s happening!” the younger officer commented “But, don’t you feel as if the temperature is rising?!” the man asked once more “It’s crazy! It’s too hot!”
As the hot hands of Avdol’ spirit grabbed him by his broad shoulders and dragged him from the wall, Jotaro let out a grunt and called out for his evil spirit that came from his front and pushed the bird-like-spirit away from him, cornering it against the bards.
He could see that it was as tall and muscular as he was, with purple skin and long and black strands that moved even when there wasn’t any wind to move them, wearing a loincloth, boots and black gloves.
“Finally, it’s here! It finally has manifested!” he heard the old man shout with excitement “And that is so visible means that is really powerful”
“Bastard…” he hissed at the Egyptian male, willing his spirit to follow his orders as he gripped the bird spirit by the neck somewhat roughly, choking the man in the process.
“It surprises me that he is capable of making it so visible” Avdol managed to choke out as the grip on his spirit was visible on his own neck.
“And to think that also had an evil spirit…” he said as he pointed to Avdol “And Old Man, the identity of the evil spirit…”
“I knew it” his grandfather agreed as he stood beside his mother, uncles and grandmother.
“We couldn’t expect less from our grandson” his grandmother, Caesia, added as she smiled as if she had won the lottery, confusing him a little by her choose of words at such bizarre situation.
“Mister Joestar, you asked me to get your grandson out of this cell” Avdol called for the oldest of the group with his back turned to face the rest, giving Jotaro his back “I was planning to contain myself, but if we consider this unexpected amount of power, should we stop?” he asked them with a raised finger “If we continue and let it out, I must reach a level of violence that could send your grandson to the hospital…”
“It seems good to me” his grandfather, Joseph, agreed without hesitation “Try it”
“Yes sir!” Avdol exclaimed before moving his arm with a concentrated face as he willed his spirit to do as he pleased “Red Bind!”
“This is-!” he tried to formulate but was interrupted as a long fire bind wrapped his legs together, wrapped his torso and mouth, covering it as he was pulled to the bars and repeatedly slammed to them.
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“It’s so hot!”
“I don’t know what it’s going on!”
“Papa! What are you doing to Jotaro?!” Holly asked with a hint of panic and desperation on her voice as she gripped her father’s coat, dead worried by her child’s well-being.
“Holly, be a good girl and keep quiet, okay?” Joseph said to his daughter to calm her down so she wouldn’t interfere and get hurt since getting Jotaro to react was vital for what they needed to do.
Sensing her oldest child distress, Caesia wrapped her arms around her daughter and brough her close to her, rubbing circles in her back to smooth her nerves the same way she used to do when she was a child.
“Trust in your father, my principessa” she told her as she softly smiled to her “Nothing bad is going to happen to Jotaro”
“Remember, little Jojo has never lost a fight” Harry reminded his sister in a soft tone as he stood at one of her sides to easy her nerves and worry.
“He is going to win and Avdol is gonna get him out of there” Julius stated in his serious self “But, even if it’s bizarre and if he loses, we can always interfere for your sake…”
Trying to smile the best she could, Holly hugged her mother tightly as she kept her eyes glued on her son to make sure he wasn’t hurt or something worse.
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“I can’t… I can’t breathe…” Jotaro admitted to himself as he felt the smoke from the flames and the fire bind around his mouth starting to complicate his breathing.
“The spirit is vanishing…” he heard his mother’s muffled voice from somewhere as he kept battling to get his lungs back to properly work.
“If you can’t breathe due to the heat, your evil spirit will get weak” his grandfather nagged at him “I will reveal its identity!” he informed “It may look like an evil spirit, but it’s not” he explained “Jotaro! What you thought that was an evil spirit is a vision that has power, generated by your vital energy”
Honestly, Jotaro would like to receive this nagging from the old man’s part another time to enjoy ignoring it instead of now that all his sight was starting to get fuzzy and blurry.
“Since it appears beside you, this vision its known like Stand!”
“Stand…” he tasted the name in his mind, feeling as if something had clicked on his mind once he heard the technical of his “evil spirit”.
“Like in Esopo’s fables, the cold wind made the traveler cling to his cloak but the heat of the sun made him take it off” Avdol quoted to him with a triumphant and confident smirk “Are you ready to leave your prison, Jojo?”
“Give up…” he hissed at the Egyptian with barely contained annoyance “The reason of why I don’t want to get out is because I hurt other people without me noticing it…” he explained the others so they could understand, leave him alone and stop annoying him “I can’t deny that it interest me the fact that you also have an evil spirit…” he confessed to his current opponent “But if you don’t stop, you will die”
Once he said all he had to said, the teen kicked the table behind him really hard to his objective, the one being the toilet of the cell that broke and let out the water he needed to turn off the fire bind to freed himself, brushing aside the complains of the officers that couldn’t get a grip of getting out.
“I warned you” he said in a disappointed tone as he felt the water touch the underside of his shoes while he called for his evil spirit, who came out with a warrior cry and gripped the bars “Idiot! Don’t say I didn’t warn you!”
He willed him to roughly separate the bars and rip two of them with sharp edges, using one of them as a weapon as his evil spirit came down to stab Avdol with it, but stopped when the man turned off his fire gleam, turning around to give his back to him.
“Hey! Why do you give me your back so suddenly?!” he furiously asked the man with an edge of irritation on his tone “I’m over here!”
“Mister Joestar…” Avdol said as he sat down in the floor with his eyes closed, clearly satisfied by the sudden turn of events “As you can see, I made him get out of his cell but…”
At his words, Jotaro willed his spirit to go away and leave the pointy bar to fall right into his open hand as he disappeared, letting out a sigh as he approached his grandfather and friend, not bothering to be bothered by the fact he had unconsciously walked out of his cell.
“Did you let yourself lose?” he asked him with curiosity, wanting a clear answer to all this sudden madness.
“It’s not that…” the seated man started as he stood in front of him “I really had planned to send you to the hospital but your power is bigger than I thought”
Believing his words but wanting a straight answer, he used the pointy bar to point at him and asked once again “If I had finished throwing this steel bar, what would have you done?”
“My stand is Magician’s Red” Avdol said lifting up a finger to point at the bar “He could have melt a bar like that pretty easily…”
“Avdol has the same power as you…” his grandfather chirped in which made him threw away the bar that made an echoing sound as it hit the ground “Now you don’t have to stay in that cell to investigate your evil spirit”
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[STAND NAME] Magician’s Red
Power: B - Speed: B
Range: C - Durability: B
Precision: C - Growth Potential: D
[STAND MASTER] Mohammed Avdol
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After some awkward greetings between the Joestar and Kujo family, they all agreed to go to a little and nice café to relax and talk about all of the madness that just had happen in the span of so little time.
Now, the family and Avdol sat around a table that was large enough to store and hold all of them and their drinks, giving them the chance to enjoy a little before the difficult talk started.
“What a relief!” Holly said as she cuddle to her son’ side with a smile “Finally, Jotaro got out of jail”
“What an annoying bitch…” Jotaro mumbled loud enough for the rest of his family to heard him as he let his clingy mother hug him.
“Yes!” she happily agreed, cuddling closer to him.
The other Joestars were a slightly annoyed to heard Jotaro call Holly in such a disrespectful manner but knew better than to interfere since it was Jotaro and Holly they were dealing with, except Joseph, who seemed to let out some smoke from his nostrils at the name calling his daughter received in fury.
“Hey, idiot!” he shouted to call his grandson’ attention “How dare you call your mother like that?!” he scolded before looking at his daughter “And you Holly, stop smiling!”
“Okay!” the blonde woman said but continued to cuddle a little more to her son’s side before breaking the hug as she felt him move.
“Gramps, there is one thing… I’ll ask you something that I don’t understand” Jotaro started as he raised one finger and looked at his American side of the family “How did you know about my evil spirit… No, Stand, or whatever it is?” he asked the oldest in the table “It’s the only thing I don’t understand…”
At that, Caesia put down her teacup and shared a knowing look with Joseph, silently telling themselves that the time had come and they couldn’t keep hiding what they had managed to hide after so long.
“Alright…” Joseph said with a defeated sigh “We came from New York and Italy to explain it but, in order to do it, I will have to tell the things in order”
“This has to do with the Joestar and Zeppeli family…” the oldest woman in the table explained as she leaned down on the table to let her daughter and grandson know how serious this situation was “A deal that has being around for one hundred years…”
“First, look at this pictures” Joseph requested as he pulled out a couple of pictures from his inner coat pockets and threw them to the black-haired teen, who looked at them with sharp blue-teal eyes to examine them.
“What are them about?” the teen asked as he saw the pictures of a boat, a coffin and a name crafted in golden decorations, nothing out of place but feel as if they were telling him more than what he saw.
“They are about a sarcophagus of one hundred years that was extracted from the Atlantic Ocean in the African coasts four years ago”
“Sarcophagus?” Jotaro interrupted his grandfather in confusion, curiosity taking the best of him.
“After investigating it, I discovered that it belonged to the ship where our ancestor died four generations ago” Joseph explain with hard features “In other words, my grandmother, Johanna Pendleton-Joestar”
The mention of the name rang a bell into both Jotaro and Holly’s heads as the tales of their respective childhood of the heroic tales of a woman called Johanna Joestar, who fought against the biggest foe that had taken everything from her to protect the people of her era without them knowing, resurged in their heads as they looked both in surprise and confusion at the other.
“It was empty when they checked its insides” Joseph continued to inform his clueless family members “However, I know very well what it contains!” he shouted in agitation “Avdol and I are trying to find them in this precise moment!”
“Find them?” Jotaro asked in confusion and a frown on his face “Wait a minute… It sounds as if there was people inside but, why do you refer in that way to something that was underwater for one hundred years?”
The situation itself confused him to levels that he still tried to comprehend.
Mostly due to the fact that both his uncles and grandmother were also involved in this mess when they were supposed to be in Italy and not here, especially if he wasn’t sure if they had an “evil spirit” like his.
“It’s the incarnation of evil… His name is DIO!” Joseph shouted as he slammed a hand in the table and stood up “He woke up after his one hundred years sleep and we are fated to fight him!”
Irritated by the exaggerated behavior his grandfather was showing, the seventeen-year-old gave a sigh and turned on his seat, looking out of the establishment to avoid looking at his crazy grandfather.
“What was that for, Jotaro?!” Joseph shouted in rage for his grandson’s disrespectful attitude “Don’t act as if this had nothing to do with you!”
“This expression means that I’m so shocked that I don’t know what to say, Oji-san” the boy explain as he looked back at Avdol, who hadn’t say nothing for a while.
“Oji-san?” Joseph asked himself as the meaning slowly (but surely) came to him while his wife patted him in the back to show some kind of comfort while his sons snorted as they tried to hide their laughter.
“You are Avdol, right?” Jotaro turned to ask the Egyptian “I don’t know who the hell you are, but it shows that you believe you are the big deal” he commented before returning to the oldest male in the table, who had his hands turned into fists in barely contained anger “And, Jiji, did you really expect me to believe your crazy story and pretend astonishment?”
“It seems like little Jojo doesn’t believe us” Harry whined playfully as he drank more of his teacup “What do we do now? Should we create a more convincing plan?”
“Stop calling me little Jojo” Jotaro demanded his uncle as he shot him a sharp glare “I’m not a child anymore”
Before the brunet could continue his teasing, he was interrupted by a smack on the head (courtesy from his own brother, Julius) that he returned and little breathless laugh Avdol let out as he used his elbows as his support while he leaned on the table with closed eyes to directed himself to the black-haired teen.
“But our spirits aren’t a craziness but they are very real, am I wrong?”
“As you like” Joseph simply said once he gave up, letting himself fall back into his seat “You’ll end up believing us in any moment” he confidently stated “If you are wondering why do we know about Dio’s existence and why we look for him, I’ll show you the reason…”
As he spoke, he offered his hand to Avdol, who simply took out a polaroid camera from his robs and placed it above Joseph’s stretched hand, making him grin in victory.
“To be honest with you, a year ago, I also got an evil spirit or, rather, a Stand” he explained to his family, who looked at him with careful eyes (in Jotaro’s case) and shock on their features (in Holly’s case).
“What?” Holly asked her father, looking from him to her mother and siblings to get a confirmation from their part.
“Jiji… What did you just said?” Jotaro asked in a hiss, not believing the words that escaped his grandfather’s mouth were real.
“Yep, he did” Julius confirmed as he crossed one leg over the other and leaned on his chair, a bored look taking over his pale features as some blonde strand fell over his forehead, shadowing his gaze “And it’s as noisy as he is…”
Before Jotaro could continue interrogating his uncle about it and how he knew about the Stands since he hadn’t seen any type of energy nor spirit coming from him, his grandfather called for their attention as he moved an arm that was coated with some yellow lighting as he lifted it up.
“I’ll show you… my Stand!” Joseph cried out while, from his hand, some short and purple vines came out of it as the light got brighter and dragged his hand down above the camera “Let’s go!”
As his hand hit the top of the camera and destroyed it while the energy cracked in it, a single photo came out of it, showing nothing quite yet since it was about to reveal itself.
“Do you see it?” he asked his grandson as he held it in front of him “The thorns that came out of my hand… that’s my Stand!” he explained “It’s power is the one of taking spiritual pictures that I had from distant places” and continued “Even though, I have to destroy a camera of 30,000 yens every time I use it…”
“See?” Julius asked his nephew in a deadpan as he leaned to whisper to him, a little feed up by his father’s exaggerated presentation “Noisy as the old man”
The proof of it was one waiter that immediately came to them and asked if something was wrong to only be brushed aside by Avdol, dismissing him right away.
“The vision that will appear in this picture…” Joseph continued his deep and loud speech “Jotaro! This vision will determinate your future!”
“What?” Jotaro asked a little shocked, not knowing how to conceal the shock away from his face like his other emotions as he looked back at his grandfather.
“Jotaro, Holly…” Caesia called for them with a gentle tone that she only used with them in moments of crisis or tension “Have you ever gave a look to the back of your necks? Or the little and light marks on your cheeks that only appear when you blush for embarrassment?”
Both mother and son let out a confused sound from the back of their throats for the oldest blonde words, not knowing how to react since, in fact, they haven’t done it.
“What are you talking about, Oba-chan?” Jotaro asked his grandmother in a tone that clearly demanded an answer and left no room for lies.
“It’s unlikely that you have done it…” Caesia continued as she looked back at her husband before returning to look at the two and point at her twin pink marks that were placed on her cheeks “I’ll let Jojo explain for me…”
“Right in my shoulder blade, I have a star-shaped-birthmark” Joseph explained right away as his wife gave him the baton to talk, pulling the back collar of his coat and shirt to show them a very visible star close to his neck “Like Caesia’s own brand, ones that you two also own…”
Immediately, Holly moved aside her tied blonde hair and let out a surprised gasp as she saw her own star on her neck as Jotaro did the same, staring wide eyed at his own birthmark, looking back at his uncles, mother and grandfather as they showed their own stars.
“Why is that relevant?” the teen asked his grandfather while he pointed back at him with a finger.
“I asked my mother about it but it seems that my father, who died young, had one too” the oldest said with an edge of melancholy at the mention of his parents, receiving a comforting squeeze from his light blonde wife, one he returned back with a tiny smile on his face “It’s supposed that all the Joestars have this birthmark…”
“Oi, Jiji” Jotaro called for his grandfather, frustrated by how he and the rest of his family danced around the answer instead of giving him the straight answer he has wanted from the very beginning “What is going to appear in that picture?”
“The fate we never imagined!”
“Papa!” Holly called for her father as she started to fear what the picture might show.
“Just show me what it is, damn it!” the blue-teal eyed boy shouted as he grabbed the picture and snatched it out from the old man’s grip once he stood up.
Slowly dragging it down so it was clear what it held, he gave a confused look once it was revealed to him what it contained.
In the picture, the teen could make the shape of woman’s naked back that was half covered by long and curly black strands of hair, allowing him to see a star-shaped-birthmark on her shoulder blade as a big hand seemed to be gripping her neck by the fingers that could be seen between the black strands while a single eye seemed to know about the picture that made Jotaro feel the single stare burning right into him, making him almost believe that the owner of said eye was smirking behind the woman’s collarbone as he watched him while some strands of the man’s blonde hair fell above his single and visible eye.
“DIO!” Joseph shouted the name of man in the picture “He is always the one who shows on my spiritual pictures!” he explained while Jotaro kept his eyes glued to the picture “And the woman in the picture that always shows herself with him is no one else but my grandmother… Johanna Joestar! That bastard took her too!”
At the revelation, both mother and son stared wide eyed and completely shocked at Joseph, surprised by his words and for the bizarre situation, also looking back at Caesia, Julius and Harry that didn’t seem to be surprised, as if they already knew what had happened.
“One hundred years ago, something happened in the Atlantic Ocean…” Joseph started to explain the two clueless members of his family “I only know what my grandfathers, Erin Pendleton and Robert E. O. Speedwagon, mentioned me, but it seems that DIO was able to get himself a body, took my grandmother with him and forced the two of them to survive!”
It was obvious that Joseph was furious with all of it as he almost ripped the picture away from Jotaro and stared it with a fire burning on his emerald-green eyes as his eyes roamed his grandmother’s figure and came to a stop to the single eye that was from the man he hated the most.
“And there is no doubt that he is hiding somewhere, planning his misdeeds…” he said as he slapped the picture and held it to his only daughter and grandson “It has been four years since their return to life and the fact that my spiritual pictures and your evil spirits started to manifest themselves this year… It’s due to DIO!”
“Our powers are known in our society as psychic powers” Avdol finally decided to explain as he stood up from his seat to stand tall beside Joseph “I have had my Stand since I was a child but your powers are tied to DIO’s and Lady Joestar’s bodies”
Before the clueless mother and son could ask, he left no room to questions as he continued “Due to the blood shared between all their descendants, you all are tied by invisible threads” he continued his explanation “It seems that the return of DIO and Lady Joestar to existence brought with them the awakening of the powers that lied dormant inside of you…”
At the revelation, Jotaro kept quiet as he tried to process the huge bit of family information that was slammed to him in less than ten minutes, working his mind as fast as he could to connect the dots so he could ask the questions he hadn’t received straight answers for.
“Avdol, you can know where they are by analyzing the picture?” Joseph asked his friend as he handled him the picture and put a hand on Caesia’ shoulder as she tried to comfort her daughter, who had paled a bit at the sudden bomb they threw at her.
“I can’t” the Egyptian confessed to them after he gave a sharp look at the piece of paper “There is almost no clue”
“That’s what I thought” he sighed as he bend down to grab his things and put on his hat so they could get going since the topics they were about to treat weren’t mean to public acknowledge.
“I’ll look more carefully” Avdol promised them as he put away the picture inside his robs to continue his task later on.
“Please” Joseph said to his friend, stopping his moves as he saw the worried and a little sad look his daughter had, look that broke his heart in the process, making him put a hand on her shoulder “Oh, Holly” he coed at her “I’m sorry for having brought this kind of news so suddenly” he apologized as he softly smiled to her to comfort her “Let’s go home…”
“Okay…” Holly agreed with her father, leaning into him as she let him pull her away.
“We will stay in Japan for a while” Harry informed his sister with a bright smile, trying to make her forget about everything and worry about other things “So it means that we will be staying at your place”
“Idiot” Julius smacked his brother in the head once again, scolding at him but smiling at his sister, the smile he reserved only for her as he tried to keep his brother’s hands away from his neck “That’s not the way to talk to our big sister”
“Hey! Stop fighting!” Joseph scolded his sons as they walked ahead of Jotaro and Caesia, who were the ones that were left behind.
“It’s okay, Papa” Holly tried to dismiss her father with a little smile, a little more relieved to be close to her loved ones before turning to her mother and son “Let’s go, Jotaro and Mama…”
Jotaro, who didn’t know how to feel, touched and rubbed (unconsciously) the place where his birthmark lay under the green stare of his grandmother, who smiled sadly to her tall grandson.
“I know you have so many question, my dear” she told him softly but firmly, knowing how well he hated when people tried to sweettalk him “But some of them won’t be answered right away”
“Why are you and the two idiots here?” Jotaro boldly asked her, not breaking eye contact from her eyes “Aren’t you three supposed to be in Italy?”
With a sigh, Caesia extended one hand, silently asking for permission, one that the seventeen-year-old allowed, receiving the touch of her cold skin against his olive cheek, caressing it with affection.
“I have some unfinished business with DIO” the light blonde simply explained, letting her eyes show how serious she was “An unfinished business the Zeppeli family has been carrying for the same amount of time the Joestar family had been carrying theirs…”
“Which one?” he immediately asked, regretting his boldness once he could see the pain that washed over his grandmother face but decided to not back down.
“He killed my grandfather” she confessed, her sad smile turning even sadder “He didn’t die by his hand, but he still killed him when he used one of his servants to do the dirty job…” she added “I never knew him, but he was the one who gave his life for the Joestar family when he gave Johanna Joestar his Hamon in order to save her, the same sacrifice my father did to save me when he tried to avoid more victims by destroying the Pilar Men, the creators of the masks that were responsible for all of this, and honoring them by joining this cause is the least I can do to put them to rest…”
At the weight of her words, Jotaro felt a knot forming on his stomach as the touch of his grandmother left him, feeling a little guilty for making her remember such horrible acts that he knew that tied her family with his beyond the marriage she shared with his crazy grandfather.
Not being one for the sappy shit, he used one hand to pull down the brim of his hat while he offered his free arm to her, watching from his hiding place the way her face morphed from a surprise look to one full of love and pride she always flashed him since he was a kid and whenever they managed to see each other, watching her accept it and cuddle with him as they walked towards the rest of their family.
But, even when he felt the warm his grandmother gave him, Jotaro could feel the same dreadful feeling that had come to him right after the Old Man had taken the picture which made him touch the place where his birthmark lied.
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In an unknow place, inside a dark mansion that was illuminated by the light of the candles that were messily laying around, a naked body that belonged to a noirette female and the shirtless body of a tall and muscular male lied down in a large and wide sized bed that was placed in the large and dark room.
The man in question who had blonde hair, hissed as he sat down on bed as he felt the body beside him shiver, letting him know of what they had been feeling lately in the last few days.
“It happened again…” he mumbled as he pulled close the noirette’s body to him and caressed the curly strands as he looked at her sleeping face with sharp amber eyes and an affective look as he watched her chest raise and fall at each breathe she took that let him know how alive she was “I felt as if someone was watching us…”
Without seconds thoughts, he stood up from the bed and walked around to release some of the tension he was feeling “It must be Johanna’s descendants…” he told himself with fury “She must be sending a type of spiritual signal to her descendants…”
That single thought created a furious ball on his throat, angry at the idea of her and the good-for-nothing of Erin Pendleton’s spawns looking for them, ready to take what was rightful his from his hands.
“It doesn’t matter… They are things of fate…” the blonde told himself as he kept pacing, stopping till he was standing in front of the discarded body of a dead woman in the stairs he stood in “A fate that I’ll get rid of… A fate that I must vanish…” he promised with an evil smirk plastered on his face “I have already started the preparations”
Without any other words, he walked back to the bed and kneeled beside the sleeping body, moving her carefully around so her sun-kissed face greeted him, letting a kiss on her forehead before leaving the room, ignoring the purple vines that started to wrap around Johanna Joestar’s naked body…