Where to start? Today was already crazy. Why not summon up what happened to Jotaro Kujo so far?
First, he was making his way home from a day walking around in town, going to eat, then stop at the local had been told to make sure he's home quick and clean himself up for some reason. Of course, he wasn't going to do that right away. She said no further word on that and he didn't care much.
Then he got into a street fight with a few thugs who thought they can snatch a few goods from him. Big mistake. The next thing he knew, the men were being pounded into the ground by something unseen. Whatever it was, it was strong and brutal. The fight, as quick as it came had ended. It shouldn't have been considered a fight. The whole experience felt odd to the teen. Come to think back on it, he did feel different the whole day. Taking that to mind, he considered this thing as a spirit and turned himself in. This 'evil' spirit that attached itself to him can really hurt someone. He penned himself up for others' safety. He planned on staying there until the spirit leaves, or if it left. If not, he'd be living in that cell.
His mother was worried enough to come with his grandfather Joseph Jostar to clear things up. After hanging around in jail, he finds out this spirit actually a Stand: a manifestation of his soul that had finally emerged when it figured he was in danger.
Now, he's learned that there's a man named Dio who's taken his great, great grandfather's body and kill off the his family line. This man is powerful and apparently very dangerous. He was alive when Jonathan Jostar; their great grandfather, was alive. How was that possible? That was about a hundred years ago. No human can live that long.
He still held the photo of this Dio in his hand. From the photo, he was pale, and very muscular. The man did bare the birthmark of the family. A five point star on his shoulder.
After studying the photo further, he sighs a 'good grief then slid it back in his pocket. It was too much to take in one day. Jotaro was tired, and a little overwhelmed from all of this. For the rest of the day, he plans on just relaxing. Maybe study on this 'Stand' further,
"Oh, Jotaro honey," his mother turned over to him from the passenger seat. She was beaming cheerfully, which wasn't rare at all for her. "I was ready to tell you this if you got home, but since this whole thing happened I almost completely forgot."
"What is it woman?" he snapped in his question.
"I wanted you to meet someone who's going to be staying with us for the school year. An exchange student."
Jotaro's expression didn't change. His ocean eyes still gazed dully forward past her head, "Why did this wait until today to tell me?"
"I wanted to surprise you dear." She has to be kidding. Right now, he was a little tired of surprises.
After entering the house he went to head for another section of their large house, abandoning in helping his grandfather with his luggage they were bringing in..]
"Oh, Jotaro! Wait, I want you to meet your exchange sister!" his mother called out.
The male stopped and looked over his shoulder. His eyes wondered until they spotted a short red headed girl standing by him. Jotaro grunted quietly in response to her green stare.
He turned around facing the two as she lead her over to him. Now seeing how tall he was compared to her, the girl showed signs of slight intimidation. He looked down at the ginger with icy stoic eyes as if judging her. The cocked her eyebrow in question.
"So..your name's Jotaro?" she broke the silence with a thick Brooklyn accent caught in her rough voice. "Charleigh Evensong...I guess I'll be staying with you guys for quite a while." She made an attempt to introduce herself.
Jotaro huffed, "Hmph, Charleigh? Isn't that a boy's name?"
"No. It can be a girl's name too. I mean I am a girl." she snorted at the question His bright glaring eyes stare her down. It only made her feel shorter than she already was.
"You better not be annoying then." he muttered as he tipped his hat and turned around and walked off. He might have offended her, but t really wasn't his nature to care about what she thought of him. He was a guy who looks like he has alot of boundaries and little tolerance. His mom's perkiness and his stoic nature made it an odd family.
He has to deal with his annoying mother, his loud grandfather, now he has an exchange student to deal with. Holly told him to watch her and show her around at school tomorrow as she should have the same classes as him.
"Don't mind Jotaro. He can be very bitter." Holly hummed pleasantly while she brewed the tea.
"But I know he loves me." The redhead held a grin, but still looked a bit disappointed at the impression.
Jotaro walked out from his room, taking a beer he had from a mini fridge by his bed. He stood outside with one hand stuck in his pocket and the other fiddling with the beer can.
The air in his face felt like a blessing from the Heavens: the breeze was nice and cool on his arms, the sky was painted deep oranges and blues as the sun was setting and crickets chirped from behind the bushes. Streetlights through the trees began to flicker on. It was nice and quiet as he gazed into their beautiful yard.
Now to think to himself.
A Stand. Was it always with him or did it just appear as he suspected?
If then he's been in alot of fights before but why hadn't it showed up earlier?
He thought for a minute while nursing on his drink, then closed his eyes. He brought out the large purple Stand. He felt that odd sensation again, like…how can it be described? For a second, it feels like all of his senses had heightened the second it emerges. That's the best he can describe it. Maybe it was only that way to him. He wouldn't know.
The Stand was bigger than him as it hoovered before him. It's vibrant crystal eyes that where outlined by the black patterns on its face gazed down to his with the matching austere expression. His eyes traveled over the almost glowing purples and blues of its body, the waving gold patterns running down its muscular form. Its posture was that of a strong warrior ready for battle. Its waving black hair stretched behind its head band, sparkling and shining like a clear midnight sky. It did look pretty cool he has to admit. It looked much more magnificent than when it appeared in the jail cell. It wasn't an evil spirit at all, it only protected him from harm. From the blows at he fight, and the bullet he tried to take.
"Jotaro? What do you want for dinner?" Holly waled out but stopped upon seeing the Stand. Jotaro looked over to respond. "Whatever is fine. As long as it's good." he said coldly. She slowly nodded with her eyes still on the spirit until she turned around and left the corner.
He still looks where she was. His mother can see the Stand. Abdul had said that only Stand users can see Stands. Does she secretly have one? Well what's the point of hiding it now they all revealed their's?
He took a last sip from his beer to push the thought from his head.
