Hello there everyone! Or, anyone reading at least. Welcome to my first fic! Or...whatever to call it.

This story is based on JJBA, but uses none of the characters or plots, as i intended it to be a story of my own, in a way, unrelated to the main plot of Jojo. It could possibly be a story on itself, if not for the inclusion of Stands, which made me feel like putting it in here would be the best, though note that i plan on explaining all that is necessary in the fic so no knowledge of the manga or anime would be necessary in order to read this. I just plan to write a story, and hope you'll have fun reading it. And so, here it is!

It was about the start of October. The winter hadn't really started knocking on Fall's door yet, so it was still rather warm outside. Outside, on the streets of a small town called Seijo in Japan. It was just a fairly small, quiet and peaceful little town, with all the necessities and commodities associated.

And it was often considered boring.

Not that there wasn't any charm to it, sure. That's what drove many people here. That, and a rather decent school in the middle of town. A high school and an elementary school combined, with a dormitory building just nearby. A neat, respected place.

Still, a town as normal-looking as this had its fair share of colourful characters and interesting people. One of them was now walking towards the school building, not in a hurry in the least. The first lesson was going to start in twenty minutes anyway, enough time to get there.

Ray was just that sort of person. Just as a few others, he was also an exchange student in here. A tall guy for sure, with long black hair, and his signature T-shirt, blank white with only a black flame in the front. He was listening to music as he walked down the road slowly, keeping his steps in beat with the song. A few passer-bys gave him odd looks, one muttered under his breath, but he didn't mind. Better said, he didn't hear. He knew the way to school well enough anyway, and he didn't really find any other use for his hearing on the way. He was just turning round the corner, walking through a small park of sorta. Very few people were around, most of whom students on their way to school, some hurrying, some not. He payed them no mind though, and neither did they to him, most of them being from other classes anyway.

He was just walking through the middle of the park, with the fewest amount of students around. Still listening to the song, he went on. It wasn't much farther, maybe ten minutes to the school. The song that was on had just ended, leaving him to listen to his surroundings for a while. It was rather nice. Seijo wasn't really much of a noisy town most of the time, although cars were hears around, of course. But there was a fair amount of that calm noise, so to speak. Especially in this part. The birds chirping, the distant sounds of other students talking, the trees moving gently, the arrow-like swoosh of-

Wait, what?

Ray's reaction came too late. He had not even enough time to turn around before he felt something enter his body right in his neck, something pointy which seemed to pass right through him. He was no expert, but that was certainly not good for his health.

As most people would do, he panicked. Quickly grabbing his neck, as if he was trying desperately to stop the blood flow. It was just a reflex. He felt his legs give away as he dropped onto the ground. Everything was getting all blurry, dark and…well, bloody. He wasn't going to last much longer, almost slipping away…

But just before that happened, he could faintly hear the next song come up. Highway to Hell. He couldn't help but smirk a little. How ironic…and kind of cool. What a way to go…

And then it was white. But it wasn't really light-at-the-end-of-a-tunnel white, more like a…hospital white. Didn't look like Heaven or Hell, so he figured that he either reincarnated or was still alive.

"Ugh…what…" he groaned a little and tried speaking along with standing up, but all he was able to do was raise himself slightly on the bed. The one they use in hospitals, yeah…and he felt surprisingly well, for somebody who should be dead. Even his throat…he checked almost immediately, yet…there was nothing there. Just something like a small dent. Weird. He sighed a bit, just as he heard the door nearby open, one of the local doctor's assistants walking in, a blonde man in a white lab coat. He was looking into some papers as he closed the door behind himself before looking up and spotting Ray awake. There was a visible pause for a second or two, before he responded "…Ray Edmond. I…did not expect you to be awake."

Ray's response was asalight smirk as he slowly got up to a stting position. Not half bad, he was a bit sore but mostly fine. "Yeah…I think I am. Just a little sore and…" he seemed cut off a bit when he caught another weird look by the assistant "What exactly happened?" He inquired.

"You were…shot in the throat by…something." Not a reassuring response. "You should have been dead, but somehow, you managed to…pull through with it. Nobody's sure how exactly you managed that." The assistant continued, shaking his head a little. "I'm not sure how you did it, but it'd be nice if you could do it again…the regenerating part, that it. The doctor is, to say the least, very interested."

Ray sighed a bit and got off the bed onto his feet, finding himself wearing that patient's gown common in hospitals. He wondered for a bit as his gaze kept to the ground in thought, before turning it back up at the assistant. "Alright…two final questions. One, how did I get here, and two, can I go now?"

The assistant stepped back a bit, leaning slightly onto the wall as he replied. "Someone brought you in here. Some student. Don't ask me which, i'm not your teacher, i have no idea. And as for you leaving, well…we're still going to have to take care of something, but it shouldn't be long…"

And he was right. It was only two days before it was all done. He was finally free, his clothes clean from the blood and back on him as he walked to school yet again, the only changing thing being his raised awareness. Whoever it was might be still on the loose. If it was someone, at least...

The whole thing was taken care of though. He was given a pardon from school for the last two days he wasn'it in, but the story was…covered up. It took a little effort to convince doc not to try it again and become a biological marvel. Thus, he was coming back from having a small injury from a falling tree branch, as the official version was.

Luckily, there seemed to be no side effects from the…thing again. He felt just fine, so the excuse to not go to school again was gone as well. Once again to school, walking on the usual way, getting to the park and passing through it. He slowed at the spot he remembered getting attacked…but nothing. Whatever it was, it barely even left a trace. Ray sighed, continuing on the way with his music on again. That last part he could walk without a problem. Or so he thought, before he got tapped on his left shoulder. Startled slightly, he took off his headphones to have them hang around his neck as he looked that way.

But there was nobody there.

And it took him a second to figure it out. But eventually he remembered, turning around to his right with a small grin. "C'mon Ray, this is slow even for you!" The perpetrator whom he was looking at exclaimed, with a small grin of his own as he nudged the taller one's shoulder with his fist. "Alright, I'll give that one to ya, Chiro."

The „Chiro" in question made a mockingly angry expression for a bit "One of these days i'm gonna rough you up for callin' me that" But eventually, he couldn't help a small, cheeky smirk and chuckle escaping escaping. He was always like this, a bit of a prankster ever since their first meeting. Hanchiro had always lived in this town. Like Ray, he was rather easygoing, of shorter stature than Ray with short, wild black hair and a mischevious smirk often on his face. As often he wore his light, blue jacket on top of his usual clothes, walking in a rather relaxed posture. The two of them became friends rather soon after Ray had come. Along with Oto, but that was another case.

The two assume their usual side-by-side positions, walking down the path to school as Hanchiro soon asked: "So, why were you slacking off?"

"Oh...a...tree branch hit me. I was walking through the park and boom! Out of nowhere the damn twig snaps. Sent me right to the doc's."

A small chuckle was how his friend responded at first "So, you got almost killed by a tree? That's gotta be embarrassing"

"Oh, shut up." Ray replied, laughing a little along. It was just Chiro's nature, to joke around. He was someone who could seemingly poke fun at anything, but know when to quit. Mostly. Besides, for all that, he was sill a good friend. "And don't you dare spread this out, ya hear?"

"No promises"

"Dammit, you need to hang around Oto more..."

And the rest of the way was filled with very similar talk. Until they arrived at Seijo High School.