Chapter 1

During the future year of 2036, us as human have not come too far, other than further robotising our lives further and upgrading the technology we have access too. Not much has really changed other than that. As a company, a few wise investments by the Speedwagon foundation have seen their net worth completely skyrocket allowing them to form a protection force amongst this modern world, functioning something similar to police but for jobs ordinary people wouldn't be able to comprehend: stand terror. This protection force is made of only stand users that happen to want to take justice into their own hands or perhaps just want to use their abilities to make some hard earned cash fighting those who disobey the law using similar power.

Among this protection force is that of the Joestar bloodline, Jozen Cujoh, the grandson of Jolyne Cujoh baring the Joestar birthmark on his left shoulder like the rest of his family he works for the foundation as a stand user hunting crime. Jozen has a physique similar to that of his great-grandfather, Jotaro Kujo with long, dark hair kept out of his face using a star-shaped hair clip. His style of choice is that of a muscle top with a net-like pattern around the shoulders with what you could consider normal black trousers to contrast that of the bright neon lights of the city he lives in, a techno paradise somewhere along the Atlantic ocean all on its own. Despite the city being highly advanced, the security isn't that great against stand users and so that is where the Speedwagon foundation's crime hunters come into play.

"Ok Jozen, the criminal has a stand that seems to be able to mirror himself and his movements, essentially making a double. So be wary." explained the head operations through the earpiece firmly planted in Jozen's ear

"A mirroring stand, here I thought there might actually be a threat but whatever, got the whereabouts of the enemy?" Remarked Jozen, dashing through the lit streets and past several people

"He was last reported to be sighted at sector alpha's warehouse stealing oil so you should probably start there, I'll keep you up to date should we gain any new sightings" said the head of operations in, what Jozen perceived to be, an overly serious voice which Jozen had a little chuckle to himself about before responding dismissively and continuing along the streets in a new root that was to lead him toward the previously mentioned warehouse.

With it being a city environment Jozen has having to dodge people who may be walking in the opposite direction as him in order to make sure he had the best chance of catching the criminal while he was there or at least pick up on any fresh tracks that may have been left. The dodging of civilians was all well and good until the next corner came along and Jozen collided with someone who had been minding there own business rounding it. Viewing the robbery case as more important than whoever he had just shoulder tackled on accident, Jozen took a glance at the person who was attempting to rise from the cold hard floor and said "Sorry, miss" before attempting to continue his city sprint. A sudden pain shot down his back as he realised he'd just been blindsided by the person who he had knocked down.

"I said I'm sorry ok, miss?"

After this left his mouth another punch rained down to meet Jozen's nose but he had managed to move his head.

"WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" yelled Jozen confusion visible on his face

"THINK YOU'RE FUNNY PUNK, FLOORING ME AND THEN CALLING ME 'MISS'?" responded the attacker with the same intensity as Jozen but with an added layer of passion

Looking up at this rather unfriendly figure Jozen observed their appearance. The aggressor had long white hair, held out of their face with a headband bearing a star symbol, eyes as red as the blood they were willing to spill. Dressed in a short-sleeved T-shirt covered partly by a half hanging jacket, grey leggings and simple brown and green trainers they loomed over Jozen who was no less confused than he was before.

"Right, ok then. Calm down and explain to me why you're so offended. Just do it damn quickly I have places to be!" said Jozen interested but hasty.

"Do I look like a godamn girl to you, chucklenuts?!" replied the stranger to the question

Scared to find out what'd happen should he say yes, Jozen replied with an uncertain no

"Ugh, whatever clearly I do to you, I do to everyone. It just gets REALLY annoying" Sighed the stranger turning their head away

"The name's Joxine, sorry for lashing out but you did barge into me, as for your confusion I AM a boy so you can see why I was so offended" apologised Joxine. "Alright, pick yourself up, you're not the only one with places to be y'know"

"Alright, I'll head off then" Replied Jozen doing as instructed "Here's some advice before I leave though"

Joxine turned to him with an intrigued face

"If you want people to stop calling you a girl, grow yourself a beard, it'll do the trick" adviced Jozen

Joxine slightly offended but grateful someone at least offered advice replied with a dismissive "Yeah, yeah" and headed on his way

Jozen with a smirk on his face turned and started out in a sprint toward the factory minding the corners this time around

"Hey, head op, the criminal still at the warehouse? I got a little sidetracked and I'm behind time" questioned Jozen to the earpiece that had amazingly stayed in his ear the entire altercation with Joxine (technology these days!)

"Alright, no new news to report on, head to Alpha's warehouse and prepare to fight!" ensured the head of operations