Gamindustri, a land that is ruled by 4 goddesses in 4 different nations. You know what? You probably know about this stuff, since this is like in every HDN fanfic. So let us skip this intro crap.
*Fast forward effect*
Now to current day Gamindustri, everything is calm for now. But soon a series of events that will play out that will change this world course. And the key players here are known as "Stand Users". "Stands" are one's manifestation of their fighting spirit. Most Stands are humanoid-looking, but some are objects. More importantly, some of these Stands have been popping up around Gamindustri! For now, we follow our protagonist for this story: Patrick Naginata!
*Downtown Planeptune*
Patrick Naginata, a young 18-year old man with pink hair, and clear skin. Patrick strolls through the city of Planeptune. Having no goal as to what to do in the city of purple. His get up for the day was his normal clothes. a simple dark blue shirt and his dark green baggy pants. Last was his favorite type of socks (black) and pink shoes.
His day seemed pretty empty, no Guild request was up for grabs. At least for solo missions, Patrick avoids group quests for reasons. But those reasons weren't important right now, as Patrick was just trying to find something to do.
Patrick: Damn me! Why can't Owen or Greg show up today? What 's so important?
While Patrick was ranting to himself, he didn't notice he bumped into someone until he landed on his behind.
?: Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry!
Patrick: Nah it's fine-
Patrick looks up to only realizes that he just bumped into Nepgear. He quickly gets up and bows.
Patrick: Lady Nepgear?! I'm sorry I had bumped into you!
Nepgear: Oh goodness, It's fine.
Patrick stops bowing and takes a sigh of relief.
Patrick: Good, last thing I needed was Purple Heart hunting me down.
Nepgear: *Giggles* oh goodness, she wouldn't do that. *Gets up* Well, I got to do my shopping now. *walks off*
Patrick looks on, he then realizes he forgot to tell Nepgear his name. But she was already gone off, he decides to go kill time at the Mall.
*Planeptune Mall*
The pink-haired teen wanders into the Planeptune Mall. Once again not having a goal to accomplish, he was just kinda there to hang. While wandering, he saw a familiar face, well more like a familiar helmet. It was his old friend Marcus, they used to hang out in Middle School. But then Marcus moved away before High School to go to a special school for Aeronautic Engineering in Lastation. Patrick didn't expect him to be back so soon. He walks up to his old pal.
Marcus was about the same age as Patrick. Wearing a beige vest, white shirt, along with blue jeans that were dirty from work. Perhaps the biggest thing that stands out about Marcus was his pilot helmet. Patrick never seemed to figure out was Marcus was so attached to this thing. He had a feeling there was a story behind it, yet Marcus would never tell him.
Patrick: *jokingly* I can't believe you drop out of that school that fast.
Marcus turns around to see Patrick, he gets up and shakes his friend's hand.
Marcus *jokingly*: Well at least I did something with my life.
Patrick: *laughs* Ah man, that's low.
Patrick and Marcus got to talking, turns out he got his Engineering degree early. And he's been going all round to the different nations to do work. He was paid very well, which did make up for the constant travel. This was a big contrast to Patrick's life, which was more simple and relaxes staying in Planeptune.
*25 Minutes later*
Marcus: And remember that time Owen forgot his keys and was locked out?
Patrick: How could I forget! And the best part was when he remembered he left the keys in his pocket.
They both laugh. It appears that the two had made up for the lost time.
Marcus: Well this had been a blast going down memory lane. But I got to get going, I have a client in a half-hour.
Patrick: Welp, don't blow yourself up, pal.
Marcus walked into the parking lot while Patrick walked down the sideway. Patrick's day seems to be looking up until something caught his eye. Some-man dressed in black seem to grab someone off the street and throw the person into an ally. Now, while Patrick didn't see the poor victim all too well, but a familiar a pink stocking gave it away. One thought shot across Patrick's mind: well sh*t
*A few minutes ago*
Nepgear was happily skipping down the sidewalk from the Planeptune Mall. She finally got the parts she needed from the robotic shop. And they were on sale too, making it so she had to spend fewer credits. Nepgear was ecstatic and nothing could ruin her day. That was until someone grabbed her and threw her into the nearby ally. The bag she had when flying into a wall.
The force behind this surprise ambush was a stereotypical mugger-type. Bald-headed, black clothes, and a smirk with a hint of malice.
Nepgear *Scared*: Um, excuse me Mr could you-
The mugger stomps his foot down, shutting up Nepgear.
Mugger: Isn't it Nepgear, I thought the sister of the CPU would be stronger, no?
The mugger inches closer to Nepgear.
Nepgear: W-What do you want from me?
Mugger: Well, your bag here has nothing of use to me. But you, on the other hand. *gets closer*
?: I would back away from her if you care about your life.
The mugger turns around to see Patrick standing behind him.
Mugger: Who do you think you are?
Patrick: Someone who isn't you, cornering a defenseless goddess like that.
Mugger: Shouldn't goddesses be strong and not defenseless?
Patrick: Oh? Now you're trying to justify your actions?
Mugger gets frustrated with Patrick intervention, he then rushes at Patrick. Only for a purple arm to sock the mugger in the face. The mugger flys back but is still standing, seeming confused.
Mugger: What the? What hit me?
Nepgear was confused too, but not for the same reason. She was able to see the arm that punched the mugger, but he couldn't?
Patrick: You know, it is a shame you won't see this coming.
Mugger: See what-?
On cue, Patrick's ghost arm returned with the rest of the body. Seemingly a humanoid stand with no legs, its body and arms are black with some light dark purple armor on his arms. The Stand has a purple cape with a purple hood over its head. Its eyes were yellow with an azure blue crescent moon over its right eye. It flew towards the Mugger, unleashing a rush of punches at the Mugger. Saying it took the wind out of him was an understatement.
The Mugger was launched into a group of trash cans. Nepgear was surprised yet befuddled about what just happened. The ghost seems to retract into Patrick, who walks over to Nepgear. Unfortunately, the pink-haired boy seemed to trip over the bag that Nepgear had dropped. He was able to catch himself before falling on Nepgear. But now he was in a... compromising position with Nepgear. He didn't touch her parts, but it didn't look good. But at least it couldn't get worse-
?: What do you think you're doing to my sister!
Patrick turns around and looks up to see not other than Purple Heart herself, flying a hovering around the entrance of the alleyway. Patrick always wanted to meet the Planeptune CPU, just not like this. One thought shot through Patrick's head.
"Aw sh*t"
To be Continued
