Good morning, readers! I am back with a brand new fanfiction! This time, I'm calling out to any Jojo's Bizarre Adventure fans out there! This will be taking place during the events of season three; for those of you familiar with the series, you will be happy to know there is a new OC that will be a major part of the story. In addition, there will be all new stand users that our group will be facing throughout their journey to Egypt in addition to those you are familiar with. Bear in mind- this series will follow the same plot line as the series, however, some things will play out a bit differently, graced over, or further elaborated on, depending on the situation. I am working on this story in collaboration with my good friend, his username is Revolver Jackal, and he actually got me into the series a few months ago. With all this said, I will end my rambling here and let you get to the story! Please feel free to express your thoughts in the comments (please no flames- leave that to Magician's Red) and as always, enjoy!

Jotaro Kujo never expected in his life to be dragged on some wild goose chase to hunt down a man he had never even heard of while his mother's life hung in the balance. This was all revealed to him about one day prior to being transported, somewhat against his will, to an airport. What was worse was that his grandfather, who he thought was nothing short of a lame old fart upon meeting him for the first time, would be stuck with him for the entirety of the journey. Things had begun spiraling out of control when he discovered that the being constantly following him was a stand- a spiritual guardian of sorts that he could command. His life had changed along with him; his personality withdrawing, his emotions diminishing, separating himself from his family and loved ones as the bond between him and his stand ultimately grew stronger.

A plane. It was the first time he had ever been on a plane. He thought this was crazy, going after some guy in Egypt who apparently knew his great-great grandfather and that his destruction was the only way to save his mother. He had only learned about his own Stand before being thrown into a world apparently dominated by them.

Jotaro sighed as he sat in his seat on the plane. Despite having a cool, collected nature, he could not help but also sense the feeling of being watched as his grandfather had. It wasn't long after takeoff to head to China that their friend and ally, Avdol, sensed a stand user was present among them. Jotaro's eyes scanned the plane as the four gentlemen looked around- any one of those people could have been the assassin.

Just then, Jotaro's eyes rested on something- a second pair of smaller eyes staring back at him. A black cat sitting on the other side of the plane, a few rows up. Its owner was dressed in a dark cloak, unable to see their face as a gloved hand pet the raven-colored feline. Jotaro had already seen a cat like this several times starting back in his hometown, seeing it first just before his fight with Noriaki Kakyoin, a fellow high schooler. At first he thought it was just a coincidence, but this belief was slowly waning as the feline's jade green eyes stared at him. It seemed like a recipe for a villain, lightly elbowing Joseph sitting next to him.

"Old man. There's something suspicious about that man over there." Jotaro leaned over to whisper.

"Hm... that could be our stand user." The elder Joestar responded.

"Do you think they would make themselves that obvious? There's no doubt that person is trying to keep themselves concealed. It does not mean they are responsible for the appearance of the beetles flying around the plane." Muhammad Avdol, a friend of Joseph's from Egypt, turned around in his seat to speak to Jotaro.

"Only one way to find out." Jotaro replied, rising from his seat to make his way towards the mysterious individual. Before he could reach them however, the beetle attacked, Jotaro intercepting it when Star Platinum clamped his teeth down on the beetle's deadly pincers.

The others watched with bated breaths as they saw blood seeping from the corners of Jotaro's lips. As fast as Jotaro's stand was- so much so that it could catch a bullet at point blank range- the huge stag beetle was much faster. If he had been one millisecond too slow, Jotaro would've lost his tongue.

"It must be him!" Avdol exclaimed, knowing of this particular stand. "It's the one that depicts a stand suggesting destruction, calamity, and the end of a journey: Tower of Gray! It commits mass murders, making them look like accidents. The airplane crash that happened last year in England, causing three hundred deaths, is thought to have been its work. I had only heard rumors, but it seems he's working with Dio!"

In that moment, with a loud shout, the delinquent's powerful stand, Star Platinum, began throwing a flurry of punches at lighting speed towards the beetle stand, destroying the needle in the process. The stand managed to dodge every punch, however, demonstrating its superior agility. The beetle chuckled and began to mock them.

"Even if you were to have ten guns shoot at me from one centimeter away, they wouldn't even graze me! You couldn't even kill me with a gun, anyway." It said as it began frothing green translucent foam. Just then, it seemingly disappeared from their sights and reappeared behind a row of seats.

"Over there!" Kakyoin shouted as it dove between the passenger seats. Too late. In an instant, three of the passengers slumped forward with the backs of their heads and their mouths busted open as if they had all been shot by a rifle. The group looked on in horror as the Tower of Grey floated above, holding the severed tongues of the passengers.

"Bingo! Got their tongue, and my objective!" It cackled before smearing the flesh onto the wall, spelling the word 'Massacre!'

"I'll burn it to death! Magician's Red!" Avdol screamed in anger as he summoned his firebird stand.

"Wait a minute, Avdol!" Kakyoin interrupted, making him call back the stand.

Just then, one of the passengers, a balding old man, woke up, presumably unaware of the situation. "… So noisy... what's all the ruckus about?" He muttered as he rubbed his face, getting up from his seat as the stag beetle stand hovered overhead. "I guess I'll go to the bathroom." He walked over towards it, placing a hand on the wall where blood was dripping. Confused at first from the slimy feeling he then looked up at the wall, shocked at the sight he was met with. "I- Is that blood?!" He shrieked as he backed away from the wall and towards Kakyoin, who swiftly karate chopped the back of his neck, knocking the man out cold. Jotaro glanced over, noticing the cat from earlier staring blankly at the old man, as did its masked owner.

"We need to defeat this stand before the other passengers panic." Kakyoin said to Avdol. "An active stand like your Magician's Red could make the plane explode. And Jotaro, if your power were to put a hole in the fuselage, it'd be a catastrophe." He continued as he looked at the stand users. Kakyoin readied himself as he faced the beetle stand. "My quiet stand, Heirophant Green, is most suited to defeating it." He said.

The beetle chuckled at him. "Noriaki Kakyoin, eh? I've heard all about you from Lord Dio. Just stop. If you know your stand is quiet, there's no point in challenging me; you cannot catch me with your speed!" It spat back at him as Kakyoin maintained his composure.

"You think so?" He asked as his stand, Heirophant Green, appeared before him and formed pure green liquid from its hands, which shot out at the beetle in solidified shards. "Emerald Splash!" He exclaimed as the emeralds fired towards Tower of Grey in all directions. The beetle dodged and weaved in every direction effortlessly as it sped towards Kakyoin.

"You seem to think you can hit me if you fire enough shots, but you haven't hit me at all!" It taunted as if flew above Heirophant Green and shot its mouth needle to deal a damaging blow. Kakyoin grunted, blood spilling from his mouth as he fell to the ground. The beetle laughed in reaction. "My speed is an entirely different level from yours! You're way too slow to get a bingo." It said as it loomed over Kakyoin. Despite this, his Heirophant Green unleashed another Emerald Splash at the beetle, which it again, dodged completely. "Don't you get it?! Once this rips your tongue out, you'll go mad from the pain!" It cackled as it sped towards Kakyoin. He suddenly smirked.

"What? My Heirophant Green?" Suddenly, green strands sprung out if the surrounding seats and impaled Tower of Grey on all sides, trapping the disgusting creature like an insect in a spider's web. As it turned out, Heirophant Green's appendages slipped beneath the sheet of the airplane's floor, spreading itself out as its Emerald Splash distracted it to ensure that it was trapped. "If it rips you apart, it'll go mad, all right... mad from joy!" Kakyoin responded.

Just as the appendages were about to rip apart the beetle, everyone heard the meow of a cat... standing before Kakyoin was the hooded figure, still holding the black cat. Suddenly, the cat's shadow extended, a feline-like stand rising from the shadow in a flash. In the blink of an eye, Tower of Grey was sliced into pieces by its long, razor sharp claws. As the beetle was eviscerated, the knocked out old man woke up and wailed in agony as several deep cuts appeared on his body, cutting down to the bone as he writhed. His tongue split in two with the visage of a beetle appearing on both ends as he collapsed. The Tower of Grey was defeated, but before the mysterious stand user could even speak, Kakyoin's eyes narrowed, the tail of his stand wrapping around the individual to pin them against the wall.

"Tell us who you are and why you're here." Kakyoin said lowly.

"One of Dio's assassins, I'm sure." Avdol said.

"No amount of money or material goods could make me agree to work for that insufferable bastard!"

All four men's eyes widened at the masked individual's voice. None of them had expected that the person hiding underneath would be that of a woman's. Kakyoin's stand involuntarily loosened it's grip on her a bit, the woman shrugging out of the tail's hold and shoving it away.

"Perhaps now would be an appropriate time to introduce myself, being I did just save your lives." The woman had a noticeable British accent. She removed her mask and hood, revealing a pale but impeccable complexion, gorgeous but fierce and deep blue eyes, and a head full of golden colored hair. "My name is Anne Lennox. It seems only one of you noticed I've been sticking close by for some time." She glanced at Jotaro, who reacted by curling his lip a bit. "Yes, I have been following you ever since I sensed the return of the same creature you're after… Dio. I've known of the bitter connection between him and the Joestar family for quite some time. I followed you in the hopes of joining your cause, reasons I will explain upon landing in Egypt." She then glanced over as turbulence on the plane increased, walking over before any of the men could stop her from drawing the curtain leading to the cockpit. "However… unless one of you knows how to land a plane, that story will simply die with me as we will surely be doomed."

When they peeked past her to see what she was talking about, they noticed to their horror that both pilots had been violently murdered. Joseph panicked, rushing in to try and get control of the plane. As he did so, the old man that had been controlling the beetle chuckled weakly, still barely alive even after Anne had dealt with him.

"I am the one… who had the Tower of Grey stand…"

"Well, I would have never guessed." Anne raised a brow as the plane continued to shake.

"Even if you manage to survive now… there are many more assassins who have been ordered by Lord Dio to kill you…" The old man chuckled weakly. Anne narrowed her eyes before bashing his face in with her boot, ultimately silencing him.

"Sweet dreams."

Stand User: Anne Lennox

Stand: Sekhmet

Abilities:

Dark Sandstorm: Draws energy from any light in the room to form a small, swirling twister of black sand around the opponent. Usually lasts 5-10 seconds in order to blind or distract.

Lion's Claw: A rapid succession of claw attacks which deals heavy damage to opponents.

Asp of Spite: Comes from the coiled snake bracelet on Sekhmet's left arm. Upon biting the opponent, it draws a small portion of energy to weaken them and strengthen Sekhmet and Anne. Cannot be used in quick succession or completely deplete the opponent of energy.

Asp of Mercy: Comes from the coiled snake bracelet on Sekhmet's right arm. Upon biting the recipient, it provides life source in order to heal a party member's wound at the expense of Sekhmet's/Anne's energy depending upon the severity of the wound. It cannot resurrect a corpse.

Stats:

Power: B

Speed: A

Range: C

Durability: B

Precision: A

Potential: C

Sometime later, Joseph managed to successfully land the plane near the city of Hong Kong in the eastern coast of China. The group departed the plane, eventually finding a restaurant to sit in. As they had traversed through the bustling city, Avdol couldn't help but notice that Joseph had been quite uncomfortable around Anne.

"Mr. Joestar, do you know anything about this woman? You seem tense around her. Do you think she could be working for Dio?" He asked.

"You will know when we sit down." The older man said. They managed to find a restaurant, and the five individuals were seated at a table. Before he could go over his plan with his friend and the two high schoolers, he needed to address Anne's presence and motives for involving herself with their affairs.

"Ms. Lennox." Joseph began. "Before I ask how you know of us and why you've been following us… tell me why you are wearing that mask."

"Ah, yes." She replied. "Do not fret, Mr. Joestar, I am well aware that all the stone masks were destroyed decades ago. This is merely an imitation of the actual thing. Each time I wear it, it is a reminder of what I have endured, and what I could become if I were to lose sight of my humanity."

"Humanity?" Avdol raised a brow.

"Yes. There is no doubt you all have questions. I intend to answer all of them. From you, I have nothing to hide."

"We'll see about that." Avdol said. "If you are working for Dio, you-"

"I already told you, nothing on this Earth could convince me to even consider doing his bidding. He is an inhuman monster who must be destroyed."

"Is… that why you wear the mask?" Joseph asked.

"No… it isn't." Just then, a waiter arrived, asking what they would like in Chinese. Joseph was about to point to random items on the menu when Anne spoke. "Wǒ zhǐ huì yǒu rè jīròu, báimǐ de yīmiàn, shǔ tiáo hé yīxiē báijiǔ. Fēicháng gǎnxiè nǐ." She said in perfect Chinese, the waiter blinking in surprise before nodding, taking her menu. Even Jotaro raised a slight brow of impression.

"Miss Lennox…" Kakyoin shook his head. "How do you-"

"Gentlemen… have you ever heard the phrase that people grow wiser with age? This is how my story began, and has remained with me for longer than any of you have existed. I have learned many tongues of this Earth, among other things, because I have walked this Earth for over a century."

Three of the men gasped. Jotaro simply scoffed.

"You're bluffing."

"Am I, Jotaro?" Anne asked. "Before I prove my words true, I am going to tell you all a story. By the end, you will know the reason I am here. It began in the year of 1888 in England. I was only twenty years old. I had already had several failed attempts at courting a potential husband because of my headstrong nature, so I was quite refreshed when my father had decided to suddenly move my family and I to the country. He had abruptly halted his employment as a servant within a boastful estate." She paused for a moment. "The Joestar estate."

Joseph's eyes widened. "You… you must have known-"

"Your great-grandfather, yes… I personally did not know him, but my father had spoken very highly of the estate's heir, Jonathan. Well, he knew of another potential heir to the estate, one who had no right to inherit. Dio Brando." She growled the name. "He eventually witnessed the horror of how Dio had used the stone mask in the Joestar's possession to gain immortality and fuel his lust for power. He managed to flee with his life, and when we had relocated… he revealed to me, his greatest confidante… the reason." Another pause. "It was several weeks later that the day which changed my life forever came." The memories of that night flooded her mind as if it had occurred one day past. "It was a calm, peaceful night. The calm before the storm. Like a flash of lightning he came. Soon, my family- mother, elder brother and his pregnant wife- cowered as Dio invaded our small home with his goons, threatening my father that he would end his life for what he knew. My father swore to tell no one… and my father was a man of his word. When I saw the look in Dio's eyes I knew he had no intention of leaving without bloodshed."

'Please, I have no intention of ruining you, I am just trying to live a simple life with my family!'

'Tell me everything you saw or you will HAVE no family!'

"I was no damsel, even then." Anne continued. "Despite my mother's whispered protests, I stepped out of the shadows."

'Dio Brando!' She stepped forward.

'No… Anne, go back!'

'If you will spare my family, I will offer myself in my father's place if you are insistent that what vital information of yours he retains warrants that a life must be taken.'

Dio smirked, chuckling. He shoved William against the wall like a rag doll, quietly begging for Anne to flee as Dio swayed forward. In that moment, she saw it; the stone mask, just inside the fold of his cloak. Her eyes had flickered for a moment before they resumed burning into his.

'Perhaps you should have been head of the household. Even now… so defiant against someone clearly her superior, in all meaning of the word.' Dio chuckled as he lifted her chin. 'It would be such a shame to bleed you dry… a pretty little thing, you are. A bit rough around the edges, though… I like that.'

"I had him exactly where I wanted him. And in that moment, the best part was that he didn't have the slightest idea what I had planned." Anne said.

'Very well… William, you and the rest of your family will resume your… simple life. However… I will feast upon the sweet decadence of your daughter's blood until not even a single drop is spared!'

'No, Anne!' William cried.

In a single moment, Anne had whipped out a pocket knife she had concealed, slicing a cut into Dios arm, her other arm shooting out for a moment before she reeled back. Dio blinked, looking down as the rather thin cut on his arm healed up quickly. He looked up at Anne, staring at her a moment before throwing his head back in laughter.

'Well… isn't this cute? You really are a fierce one. I'm almost feeling bad that I have to end your life. Tell me, Anne, what did you expect to accomplish from a small paper cut like that?'

Anne smirked lightly. 'Well, I'm about to make you feel far worse… because this is what I intended to accomplish.'

"Dio's expression changed completely when I took my one hand from behind my back to show him the stone mask. As his eyes widened and he groped his cloak to see I had indeed snatched it off his person, his blood on my pocket knife dripped upon it. Just enough… and when I placed it upon my face… it was too late for him to stop me." Anne continued.

'Anne, NO!' William shouted.

Dio growled as the stone mask changed Anne before his eyes, falling from her face as she spoke in an almost ravenous tone.

'Father, take the others and run!'

Anne sighed lightly in the present. "Why did you do that?" Kakyoin asked.

"… I thought it would give me the only chance to fight against Dio and save my family. But I was wrong." She replied. "Dio sent his goons after me, and I fought them while my family fled. When I had finished them off, I moved as fast as I could to challenge Dio. I heard screaming in the distance- my family's. By the time I reached them, however…"

Dio laughed mockingly as Anne's eyes widened in terror at the sight of her slaughtered family, falling to her knees. His laughter only grew when she screamed for them.

'I won't kill you, Anne.' He said when his laughter finally died down. 'No… you will live with your failure. You could have died as you were ought to and they would have survived… but now they are all dead because of you.'

'You would have never kept your end of the bargain, you heartless bastard!' Anne shrieked.

'Well, I guess we'll never know, will we?' Dio smirked, looking over at the slaughtered wife of Anne's brother. 'Just as that tiny, helpless fetus will never take its first breath. You are the monster, Anne… not me.'

Anne was silent for several moments before continuing to speak. "He disappeared before I could challenge him again. I cried his name with pure rage into the night but it was never answered. I searched all over England, even after I heard of Jonathan's death… but I never found him. So, I traveled the world. Alone, with nothing but my grief, guilt and resentment to keep me company."

"That is indeed a tragic story… but you could be a very good storyteller." Avdol said.

"I had a feeling there may be some skepticism against me. If my story does not convince you… perhaps this will." Anne replied, lifting her hand to remove her glove before extending it to the window. To all of their shock, even Jotaro's, her skin began to burn, sizzling in the sunlight. She hissed lightly, quickly shoving her hand back into the glove before any more damage could be inflicted.

"Oh my God…" Joseph gasped. "You… truly are… a vampire!" He exclaimed.

"Now that I have proven myself true, I will say this. My father said many times in his life that he would remain loyal and true to the Joestar family until his dying breath, and as I said before, he was a man of his word. I have taken the same oath myself in his honor. I wish to join your company to hunt down and end Dio once and for all. Just know that whether or not you decide to allow me to join you, I will bear no ill will against the family of Joestar, and that I will continue to pursue Dio regardless."

Joseph sighed, motioning for Avdol to join him to the side as they rose to stand a couple feet away from the table.

"Mr. Joestar, I am not sure that we can trust her. Being she is a vampire like Dio is, she has great propensity to do us harm. We know nothing of her or her stand. What if she is a spy and is lying about her encounter with Dio?" Avdol asked.

"She seems far too adamant in destroying Dio like we are trying to do, Avdol. She even destroyed the Tower of Grey stand right in front of us." Joseph replied. "Besides, not only do we have an advantage in a greater number against her, but I also have plenty of experience with vampires."

Avdol tightened his lips a bit as he exhaled. "I still don't know about this. This whole situation concerning her is very unusual."

Joseph pursed his lip, the two returning to the table. "We have decided… to leave the decision to my grandson."

"Wh- What?! Mr. Joestar!" Avdol exclaimed.

"He's a smart young man and a good judge of character. Whatever he decides, I will abide by." Joseph said.

The delinquent sat back in his seat, glancing over at the hooded woman and back at his grandfather. "Good grief…" He sighed. "Fine, I say she stays. For now." He answered. "But if she starts any funny business, we kill her. Got it?"

Joseph nodded. "Very well." Avdol appeared to be less than pleased with this outcome as Kakyoin glanced over at Anne, who remained silent. "Now, onto business."

Joseph then proceeded to map out the remainder of their journey, being he felt that traveling by airplane at this point would prove impractical. Also, he explained that through the method of spirit photography, he was able to confirm the unfortunate connection between Dio and the Joestar bloodline when he saw that Dio had literally sewn his head onto Jonathan's body, the family birthmark showing clearly. He was still trying to adapt to it, but still posed a great threat to the group through his ruthlessness and his connections.

TO BE CONTINUED | \/

And the first chapter ends here! As you can already said from what I said in the beginning, with the introduction of Anne, some events have already played out slightly differently. So, is Anne truthful in wanting to destroy Dio, or is she a spy working for the power-hungry vampire? Keep checking for updates, Revolver Jackal and I will continue to work diligently on the story in the meantime. Thank you for reading, and I appreciate any support you give in advance. See you next time!