Chapter 2: The Crusader
7 years have passed since the revival of DIO, however it appears life is running as usual. As usual as it could be in a world such as this one.
A scream slices through the clear day as a bank is being robbed by several men holding everyone in the building at gunpoint.
"Alright nobody move, unless you want us to start painting these walls a nice shade of red!"
One of the robbers yell as he takes his gun and starts scanning the crowd ready to fire upon them.
"Enough. We are here for the money, not to torture the citizens" the head calls back to the robber up front from the vault.
"Yeah man relax, we are tryin' to get out clean here riling them up isn't going to help shit!" another robber calls from the vault.
The robber upfront grunts and calls to the guys in the vault "Aw come on! Messing with them a bit isn't going to mess up jackshit!"
The robber then grabs a kid and puts the gun to his head causing him to cry a woman calls out to her son, "Nooo! Let him go!" the woman yells before the robber kicks her in the face.
"Shut up bitch, I'll do whatever the hell I want! As a matter of fact I'll just kill the little bastard!" the robber says as he pushes the gun against the kids cheek causing him to scream.
The robber is about to pull the trigger as the doors are thrown open by someone, "Oh shit, it's the cops!" the robber says as he turns to the now open bank door to see who was there.
At the door stood a good looking young man with shaggy dirty blonde hair, brown eyes light enough to be mistaken for a gold color, wearing a red dress shirt, black slacks, and a black scarf like piece around his collar.
"The hell you think you're doing waltzing into here like this" the robber yelled towards the young man who simply brushed past him.
The young man cleared his throat before he spoke to the teller behind the screen who was hiding from the armed robbers. "Excuse me are you guys open?" he asks gently
The robber looks at him before laughing "What the hell? Are you some kind of idiot or something? What the hell could you want from a bank that's being robbed?"
The young man turned toward the robber with an indifferent but dominant look in his eyes making the robber uneasy. "I'm here to make a deposit" the young man says gently
"So you are an idiot, why don't you make like a good boy and sit your ass along with the rest of the hostages!" the robber yells toward him
The young man looks at him taking a step towards the robber "My deposit is going to be my fist in your chest if you don't let go of the kid and scram with your friends" the man says as he takes another step closer to the robber.
"Stop right there punk! Take another step and I unload this entire magazine into the kid's skull" the robber says as he pushes the barrel into the boy's cheek.
"Go ahead"
The young man says with a cold demeanor, "Pull the trigger, go on do it" he says as the robber as the robber starts shaking slightly
"You picked the wrong fucking guy to call a bluff out on, you bastard!" the robber yells as he applies pressure to the trigger the kid and the woman yell only for the sound of clicks to fill the air.
The robber breaks into a cold sweat looking at his gun and continuing to pull the trigger only for nothing to come out. "What?! Why won't the bullets come out?!" the robber yells out as the young man takes another step toward him.
The robber pulls out the magazine only to find it completely empty, "Wha- What the hell?!" he screams as the young man clears his throat.
The robber looks up at him, the young man has a cold look on his face as a smirks slightly.
"Aren't you missing something?" he says sarcastically as he opens his palm and allows the bullets in it to hit the floor with the sounds of clinking.
"What the fuck?!" the robber yells as the young man closes the distance between them, he throws the kid out of the way and hits the robber hard enough to cause him to bounce off of the wall.
The kid runs to his mother and she starts hugging him "Thank you so much!" the mother says while crying the rest of the hostages begin to cheer as well.
The young man puts his hand up to silence the crowd as the other two robbers come up from the vault "What's going on here? Who the hell are you?" the head calls out as the young man runs a hand through his hair and looks over at them
"What's going on here is, I'm stopping your robbery. Who I am, is none of your damn business" the young man says as he walks toward the other two robbers
"Don't worry boss I'll ice 'im" the second robber yells as he fires off four shots.
The bullets cut through the air hitting the young man and doing nothing to him. He brushes his shoulders off as he lunges toward them quickly taking out the robber that just fired the gun.
"W-what the hell are you bulletproof or somethin'?!" the head yells as he throws a heavy right swing only for it to be stopped by the young man's arm. He twists it locking the last robber's arm in an arm lock.
"Nah, not bulletproof. You guys just really suck" the young man say as he bends the robber's arm upwards causing him to cry out in pain
"Midnight Black!" the young man calls causing a black spirit built like a buff humanoid feline to appear, "Any last words?" the young man says as the robber breaks into a heavy sweat
"W-wait your going to kill me?!" the head yells as the you man shakes his head "Nah, I'm just going to beat the shit out of you" the man yells as the spirit starts attacking him with a barrage of punches "SHASHASHASHASHASHASHASHA!" the spirit cries as it pummels the man in hand before dropping him letting him hit the floor.
The robber groans as his head hits the ground again unconscious, the young man brushes off his shoulder and the spirit disappears. The hostages all cheer as as the young man walks over to the teller and knocks on the window, "It's all clear you can come out now" he says as he stifles a yawn. The teller peeks his head over the counter and scans the room to find the other hostages celebrating and the group of robbers neatly tied up awaiting arrest.
"Y-you took care of the guys?" The teller says with a whimper, the young man looks dryly at the teller before nodding "Those guys were no problem, you should really get better security here" the young man says brushing more hair out of his face.
"Thanks again, for everyone's sake. Is there anyway to repay you?" The teller said teary eyed, The young man put a hand to his chin before taking it off with a snap of his fingers. "Got it! I'll take 35,00 dollars from the safe." The young man says as he relaxes into a pose of sorts
"... You are kidding… right?" the teller says as he breaks into a sweat, The young man continues to look at him unfazed "Nope, you said anything right? So I'll take some of that cash off of your hands, a guy's gotta eat you know. Try to make it quick the cops will be here at any minute." The young man says boredly, "That's just supposed to be a rhetorical statement! You were supposed to decline being a good guy and stuff!" the teller yells at the young man who just sighs as he places his hand on the counter.
"Look don't get it twisted, i'm not a good guy in the slightest I just can't stand people who abuse their power. Are you going to pay up or am I going to break your nose and leave?" The young man says slightly irritated, the teller groans before walking to the safe and grabbing the money before handing it over to the young man. "Thank you for your business sir" the young man says as he grabs the bag and starts walking out.
The child he saved runs over to him practically tackling his leg, he looks up with a big smile on his face. "Thanks for saving me sir! I have always looked up to heroes like you, I hope I can do cool stuff like you one day!" the child says as his eyes shine while looking at the young man who just takes one of his hands and places it on the child's head rubbing it slightly while gently pushing him off of his leg.
The young man tugged on his collar while walking away before stopping.
"Kid don't look up to guys like me, heroes don't exist. Try to strive to be better than me one day." the young man says without giving another glance back to the kid as he walked out of the bank with the bag in hand.
He got a ways away before he starts walking into a small apartment complex to a small office building near the front, "Heroes" The young man scoffed as he reaches for the doorknob and turns it walking into the building
"There is no such thing, not even villains. In real life everyone just has their own agendas good or bad don't matter, that's just the way it is. Heroes such a dumb concept." The young man thinks to himself as he walks up to the desk and rings the small bell sitting on it's corner, a young woman walks up dressed in a navy blue blazer with a red sweater underneath it along with a navy pleated skirt.
"Hello sir, how may I help you today… oh it's you Mr. Shimura" the woman says with a smile on her face
The young man nods his head as he pulls up the bag "I'm here to pay my rent" he says as he begins to reach into the bag. The woman starts typing into her computer before stopping for a moment looking at the screen.
"Umm, Mr. Shimura it appears that your rent has been paid out for the next 10 years." she says putting on her glasses and looking at the screen, the young man looks at her with shock as he places his hand on the counter and pulls himself closer to see the screen.
"What? That doesn't make any sense at all. I didn't pay for this, could you look up whoever did?" the young man says as he pushes off the counter and places a hand on his chin.
"Sure let me take a look" the woman says as she continues clicking on her keyboard "There isn't a name here, it's only marked down as Speedwagon Foundation." the woman says as she turns the computer to show the young man.
He looks at the screen before placing a hand behind his head, "This doesn't make any since, why the hell would someone pay for my rent like this?!" he exclaims quietly as he closes the bag back up and turns to walk out.
"Thanks anyway, let me know if anything about that changes." the young man says as he pushes the doors open and starts to walk out.
"Of course!" the woman yells out as the door closes shut behind him. The young man walks with quick steps as he approaches his apartment, "Why the hell would the Speedwagon Foundation pay my rent?" the young man says as he reaches the top floor, he stops for a moment before opening the door to his apartment.
"This could be a setup" the young man says as he opens the door carefully and brings out the black spirit and walks in. He scans the living room with caution as he walks further in to find no one there, the young man then peeks in the kitchen and there still isn't anyone there.
The young man relaxes as he closes the door to his kitchen, "Shabby place you got here." a deeper voice says from the balcony as the young man snaps his head toward the balconies glass door being slid open.
A 195cm well built man in a blue trench coat with the collar popped up, along with a blue hat that had the back blown out to reveal some of his jet black hair. He was also wearing a dark red shirt along with black slacks. Stood there with a straight face.
The man gave off an intimidating presence. With his posture being open and stiff, and a overall menacing aura, "Nagisa Shimura, Son of Alonso Kira. Born on March 3rd 1999, currently lives alone and is in possession of a stand" the man finishes surprising Nagisa. "Why is the Speedwagon foundation stalking me?!" Nagisa says stepping up a bit but quickly steps back when the older man takes a step forward toward him.
"Your stand, bring it out so that I can see it." the man says coldly, Nagisa breaks into a sweat "Wait you can see stands? Does that mean that-?" Nagisa is cut off as a spirit appears behind the man who doesn't even flinch, "Yes it means exactly what you think, this is my stand Star Platinum. Now show me yours or I might be reduced to using force" the mans says coldy as the stand readies itself to strike.
"Damn, is he serious? What the hell is a stand? Could he be referring to Midnight Black?" Nagisa thinks to himself as Star Platinum readies itself to strike him.
Nagisa brings out Midnight Black ready to defend himself, the man looks at him and the black feline like spirit before Star Platinum backs down and returns to the man's side. "This is your stand huh? The one that can stop bullets."
The man says he he steps forward inspecting it, causing Nagisa to step back. The man stops and looks at Nagisa plainly before saying "Your Stand's ability, what is it?" he asks as Nagisa looks at him confused.
"Stand? What the hell is that? Are you referring to Midnight Black?" Nagisa questions as the man tips his hat down to cover his eyes before sighing
"Yare Yare Daze" he utters before he tilts his hat back up, "Yes that spirit that you have by you is the physical manifestation of your soul, Spirit Hamon commonly known as a Stand" The man explains as he steps closer once more continuing to inspect the Stand before his face twists in a brief moment of disgust.
"It reminds me way too much of another stand I faced off with some time ago" he says with a slight scowl on his face before relaxing it moments later, Nagisa looks at the man for a moment before he opens his mouth to speak. "My Spir- I means Stand's ability as far as I know is stealing stuff. Well more like pieces of stuff." Nagisa explains to the man's interest
"Go on" The mans says as he continues to look with curiosity as he notions Nagisa to continue explaining.
"I can take particular pieces of stuff like the zipper of your jacket, as for the bullets being stopped I simply stole their momentum" Nagisa continues to explain as the man displays a look of slight shock as Nagisa continues to talk.
"When I steal something it's up to me whether I use it or not. For example with the momentum I took from the bullets I could use it to add to my own punches or I can disperse it" Nagisa explains as the man nods his head
"Disperse?" the man questions as Nagisa scratches the back of his head
"As in I can release the stolen "force" in the direction it was originally going sans the bullets of course." Nagisa finishes as the man nods again seemingly satisfied.
"Good I'll need you to come with me then" the man says as he turns for the door, "I don't even know how you are… wait." Nagisa says with a look of realization on his face.
The man stops and turns to look at Nagisa who is pointing a finger at him, "You, You're Johnny Kujo the newest head of the Speedwagon Foundation" Nagisa says accusingly. The man lowers his hat to cover his eyes.
"Yare Yare Daze" he utters again as he tilts his hat back up revealing a cold look in his eyes giving off that aura of intimidation once more causing Nagisa to stagger.
"Jotaro. Jotaro Kujo. I need your help, I'll explain when we get there." Jotaro says as he turns leaving out the door, Nagisa stands there with a look of slight shock on his face before he follows.
He makes it down his steps to find Jotaro getting into a a Silver Charger with another man at the wheel. Nagisa gets into the back of the vehicle and closes the door.
The ride was relatively quiet until Nagisa speaks up "So, is this your valet or is he a stand user too?" Nagisa quips only for the car to break hard causing him to slam his face into the back of the seat causing his nose to spurt blood.
"Take care to make sure your seat belt is properly on, wouldn't want ya getting injured" the driver says gingerly with an Irish accent. Nagisa holds his nose as the car continues driving, he gets a good look at the driver.
It's a blonde man with fierce green eyes, seemingly the same height or shorter than Jotaro. He was wearing a doctor's coat and had a bare face. "Damn, what's up with this guy?" Nagisa questions to himself as he leans back in his seat nursing his nose with his shirt.
They finally arrive at the headquarters of the Speedwagon foundation, the car stops and the group exit it as they walk towards the building.
A woman in a white skirt and blazer looks up from her desk near the entrance at the men walking toward the elevator. She calmly gets out of her desk and bows "Good Afternoon, Mr. Kujo".
Jotaro looks at her before saying "Afternoon" and continues to walk toward the elevator.
"Why the hell did she bow?" Nagisa asks as they step into the elevator, Jotaro shoots him a look. "'Cause it's polite" he says as the elevator doors close.
The elevator takes them all the way to the top of the 26 story building. The doors open to reveal a lab with staff members working with multiple computers. "Damn this place looks expensive!" Nagisa says as he looks around at all the state of the art equipment that riddled the room, Jotaro and the other gentlemen continue walking unfazed by Nagisa's comment as the reach a room in the back.
Nagisa follows them inside, to find an arrow in a case. "This is a big ass room for a little arrow, is it an ancient artifact or something?" Nagisa asks as Jotaro takes it out of the case and turns to Nagisa, "Look closer" Jotaro says he Nagisa does and he staggers pointing an accusing finger at it with a shocked expression on his face.
"T-thats my father's arrow! How did you get that!" Nagisa says as he reaches for it, Jotaro pulls back and hold his other hand out.
"Let me explain."