Note - This is not set in the original universe or the Part 7/8 universe.
Prologue
Meet Joshua Joestar. An American teenager who had been living a normal life in Pennsylvania. He had his friends around the place, but for the most part, he enjoyed to stay at home, reading. Until one fateful day, he was out with his friend, Fusili Zeppeli.
They had been walking around, not quite going anywhere, but also not staying in one place.
Finally, Joshua asked "Hey, Fusili. Where exactly are we going?"
"Hey, don't worry about it. I'll tell you when we get there." Fusili answered, sneaking a smirk without Joshua seeing.
After another 20 minutes, they made it to an alley.
"Hey, Fusili. Isn't this where all the creeps and thugs hang out?"
In response to this, Fusili punched Joshua around the face and a big, burly man grabbed him and pushed him against the wall.
"What the hell is this?" Joshua shouted, surprised that his friend would do this.
"You see, JoJo, you've been making a bit of money recently. So, me and my little friends here want some of it. Be warned. I don't want to hurt you, but these people hold no such values." Fusili replied, a contorted grin on his face.
The burly man shouted in Joshua's ear, spitting in his face. "Alright kid, hand over the cash!" Now, you'd think a boy of his age would be afraid of this. Quite the opposite, actually. All he felt was anger. Anger towards Fusili for betraying his trust. Anger towards himself for trusting him in the first place. The rage built up inside of him, until all of a sudden, it seemed to burst out of him in some sort of ghostly fist. The man stumbled back, screaming. "MY FUCKING FACE! IT'S BURNING! YOU LITTLE SHIT! DIE!"
Stand Stats
Stand - Cold Desert
Stand Master - Joshua Joestar
Abilities - Punching barrage, high strength, can drastically raise or lower the temperature of anything.
Stand Stats
Strength - A
Speed - B
Range - A
Durability - C
Precision - B
Potential - B
Joshua looked down at his hands. What had he done? He hadn't hit the man. Also, why were there burn marks on his face.
What was this thing in front of him? It was white down one side and red on the other and had a belt on. It also seemed to be covered in paper over its legs and groin and spines on its arms. There was no time. The man was coming with a knife.
Joshua swiftly dodged out of the way, before attacking again, this time with a barrage. "VARAVARAVARAVARAVARAVARAVARAVARA... VARAAAAAAAA!" he shouted, as a hole seeping with blood appeared in the man's chest and he hit the wall. He also seemed to be partly frozen.
As he turned to fight the rest, he saw everyone else had gone, except Fusili, who mockingly waved, calling for some cops who were around the area. Joshua realised he couldn't stick around here, so he ran back home. "MOM!" he shouted "I THINK THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME!"
There was no response. Joshua walked into his mother's room. She wasn't there. Instead, there was a note on her bed. It read "Shutendoji has come... Find your mother in Kyoto, Japan.. If you have the guts."
Joshua felt himself filling with rage again, using the ghost to light the note on fire, before realising he should probably go to the airport ASAP.
The boy packed his bags, grabbed his passport and caught a taxi to the airport. He was prepared for an adventure.
A very, very bizarre adventure.