Before we begin, I would like to point out this fanfic is one of my more personal ones and requests or suggestions of characters to be punished are out of the question as this is still a legitimate story and project that I've been working on for two years now so I really want to make sure that this doesn't get jumbled up in some way. I hope that this new does not ruins any interest you have for the story and I hope you guys will enjoy it as it progresses. That is all…
In a small house in Japan, a young man in a dark gray school uniform was reading a book while sitting. By an open window letting some sunlight in. He was 17 years old but looked like that he could be easily mistaken for a grown man, he also wore a hat that looked some of it on the back was made out of his actual hair while also having a golden chain hanging off his jacket. This was Jotaro Kujo, the Great-Great-Grandson of legendary hero: Jonathan Joestar. He recently defeated the family rival Dio Brando (or just simply: DIO) an arrogant bastard of a vampire who saw himself as untouchable and saved his mother from getting killed by her own stand along with his grandfather Joseph Joestar being safely back in New York with his wife. What is a stand? Well I really feel that I shouldn't explain that much, especially when you guys are actually going to get the basic idea as this story progresses.
"Jojo! There's some here to meet you!" Jotaro's mother (Holly) called out grabbing his attention. He placed his book down and walked over to the front door, where he was greeted by an unusual sight. A young man wearing a black leather cowboy hat with a small silver skull in the center and sunglasses was now standing in front of The third Jojo surprising as he didn't clearly recognize him. The young man also wore a dark gray fleece, some dark blue jeans, and army green converse boots. From Jotaro could see from his was not covered up he had a lightly tan skin tone black hair that shaved only on the sides and had a beard growing hinting that he was most likely in his early twenties. Who is he? Well, who do you think is writing this?
"Jotaro Kujo, I've gotta say it's nice to finally meet you. I'm a really big fan of yours." I told him as I tipped my hat causing Jotaro to shoot back a confused look.
"Can I get you anything Mr…"
"Call me Phil, and no thank you I'm good. Besides, I won't stay for long, I just need to talk to your son in private." I told her with a smile.
"Okay, take your time." Holly said walking into the kitchen. Me and Jotaro then walked over to where he was just sitting and we both took a seat, he was going to say something but I stopped him.
"1. Phil is not really my name, I'm just using it to help put your mother at ease. 2. Yes I know who you are and where you live, which is good because I need your help. And 3 I along with many others of my kind, we have no real names. I go by the name: Kill Boss 98, or just simply: The Kill Boss." I told him plainly.
"What's the 98 for?"
"1998 was the year I was born." I told him causing him to raise an eyebrow.
"You're from the future?"
"Not your future per say. Besides, would you really be that surprised considering the adventure you just went through?" I asked grabbing his book inspecting it, apparently Joseph wrote it. "And yes I am aware that having those numbers next to a name like "Kill Boss" helps make it sound really stupid."
"Point taken, but there was something else you said that caught my attention." Jotaro told me narrowing his eyes. "You also said that many others of "your kind" have no real names. If you're not human then what are you?"
"We are referred simply to as "Writers and Readers", We writers are beings that take worlds choosing of our choosing and their respected stories so they can completely change, retcon, and continue them in as we see fit. The readers as you probably guessed, are the ones who take interest in these written stories like me and go hand in hand with being writers. Basically I am both an author and audience member of the multiverse itself. The possibilities of those stories along with the universes they are from are indeed infinite."
"So you're saying that you are basically a god?"
"No I won't go that far, we all have limits, we can be only but easily get killed by people who have weapons like The Infinity Gauntlet, The Anti-Life Equation, The Sword of Superman, Stands that can affect reality itself, and people who actually are gods in some way, shape, or form. Though without overpowered weapons like that we are pretty hard to kill. But that's not the point, as I said before, I need your help." I told him as I continued to read.
"I know, but with what exactly?"
"Well as we all know the Multiverse is a place of infinite worlds. But there's always a world nice or terrible with that one guy or girl who is a real pain in the ass not matter what. Normally, I'd deal with these threats myself but…" I then pulled up the side of sweatshirt and the tee shirt underneath showing my huge scar, though it was a burn mark that actually resemble veins starting from the left side of my torso stretching across to both my chest and stomach, and yeah it hurts. "That really bit me in the ass. Apparently A LOT of Readers really seemed that like that version of The Shredder." I clarified. "Even though he was just a stupid little red blob who thought that destroying the multiverse all together was a win." I then muttered to myself.
"Okay now I can see why you can't do it. But out of everyone in this vast "multiverse" you keep telling me about. Why me out of all people?" He asked plainly, that being the question that you guys are probably wondering as well.
"Namely because you were suggested by a friend of mine, who also has some dimensional cockroaches that he feels needs to be dealt with. Also you're the ONLY Jotaro Kujo we ever hear about or even know exists believe it or not." I mean what other version of this guy do you hear about? Besides the Steel Ball Run Universe's Yoshikage Kira and Kyou Nijimura? "And considering what is and will be on your resume, I really can't blame Blackwolf for picking you as a worthy candidate. Also the people that you and your friends will be dealing with are not Stand Users, so they won't see Star Platinum coming. And yes you will have allies to help you out, including other members of the Joestar family."
"Well don't I feel special, but this is people you and your friend want out of the way, what's in it for me?"
"A lot of things actually, namely, I can rewrite your fate. The one that you actually would have to deal with is definitely not a good one, so if you want I can actually teleport you to a new universe like I'm going to do for a while and everything else that goes in this one will stay the same, sort of…"
"Sort of? That's not really comforting."
"Well, let's just say that your world wouldn't be as you remember it if you lived to see it again. So what I'm trying to say is that you will still "die by your enemy's hand" and disappear, but this time everyone gets a happy ending. The satisfaction that you took care of the most useless/annoying people in the whole multiverse. And another thing, later in life you actually become a pretty shitty excuse for a father, so a chance to set things right at the start with your daughter can happen also in the new universe."
"Really? Am I that terrible of a father in the future?"
"Well to be fair, you two did patch things up during that time, but then you both… you know."
"Yeah I get that part, but what the hell about my mother?"
"You can just visit her when you want in that world, you're a grown ass-"
"I meant when I'm gone to these "other worlds with my new friends"?"
"Already taken care of, this world we'll be paused until you get back, kind of like the effects of The World or Star Platinum but with no real time limit. It'll be like you never even left."
"An unlimited time stopping powers huh? Now that sounds nice to have." He said with an easy to miss smirk.
"You don't need it… If you did need something like that then I wouldn't choose you for help." I mean seriously? more if not all of the time? Don't worry I'm done with the jokes.
"Yeah just so I can go around beating up people you just don't like. Yare Yare Daze…"
"Actually Jotaro, it's not just me that hate these guys more anything, in fact what your mission is going make a lot of other Readers/Writers really happy if you agree to it." I continued to explain. "You see, long before I was given the idea for someone like you to deal with these "people", these bastards have annoyed and offended members of my kind in some ways and most have even completely ruined their favorite universes with their mere existence. Think of them as like… "The Multiverse Most Wanted"."
"Oh? So it's not just for you then, apparently they're people that no one likes."
"That's correct, and believe me when I say that you wouldn't like them anymore than we do if you've met them. So forget that guy I was going about earlier, this a problem that I think ALL OF US can agree with."
"All of you?" He asked raising an eyebrow always the skeptic causing me to go quiet for a minute just before speaking back up.
"Okay, Okay, there's still going to be those few guys that I hate but everyone else likes. But that's a pretty small number in comparison to the others no else cares about."
"Sounds to me like you haven't learned your lesson Kill Boss."
"I'll admit that it does, but opinions will still be opinions and just because there are some guys that I don't like that doesn't mean everyone else has to hate them. If they do like some of these particular mortals then I'm not going to judge them for it. Point is, you're still doing it for everyone, not just for me."
"Well at least you're trying to be fair about it. Tell you what…" Jotaro began as he stood up from his seat. "I'll do it, but under one condition."
"Name it."
"You said that my death happens around when I already have my daughter, I don't really know anything about being a shitty father, but I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't a terrible son. All I want in return is make sure that my family is safe no matter what , if it's true that you guys can rewrite reality itself then I'm sure there must be people willing to abuse it. So if you can, I want to make sure that no one else could ruin this world so that my family will be unharmed or at least not turned into more distasteful versions of themselves I don't even want to think on what that would be like." He clarified as I just nodded in understanding, of course I didn't expect him to be anything less than reasonable and he is not wrong about there being "Evil Writers" as we all know.
"Is that all?"
"That depends, there might be something else I want after this mission, I might end up wanting nothing after it, but for now let's just keep things simple. We'll more talk about what happens with my death once I've finished being your personal bounty hunter." Jotaro finished as he then raised his hand up. "Deal?"
I just took it and shook with a smile on my face as I got out of my own seat. "Deal. But before you go, there's one last thing I want to bring up." I held up the book which showed a picture of a familiar green arrow along with a few paragraphs describing it on the same page describing it. "Have you got to this part yet?"
"Yeah, the "Stand Creating Arrow" as the Old Man calls it. What about it?"
"ArrowS actually, some of these have been found in some of the other worlds namely a few of them that he have to go to anyway. Since you know what these are, you know that these can't fall into the wrong hands, which is another reason why I need someone to go to these places to get them. No ones know how some of these arrows got outside the borders of this world, but what you do with them is entirely up to you just need to be careful."
"I will. After all, you said it yourself that I have nothing better to do at the moment. So let's get this over with."
"That's the spirit." I praised, I quickly raised a hand up and an instant all of time froze completely, leaving me and Jotaro the only two living things able to move at all. I the reacted into my fleece and pulled out a medium sized black and red medallion which was in the center of it was an eagle with a dim glowing eye "I'll be watching and will even to be able to communicate with you throughout your trip with this medallion. So should something go south and none of your allies can help you or themselves I'll jump in no problem. Though I'm sure you guys won't be that desperate." I finished as I placed it around my neck and placed a hand Jotaro's shoulder. "Good luck Jojo, and may Jonathan's Spirit give you strength." I finished backing away, the eye sockets on the skull of my hat began to glow a dark orange hue and with a tip of the hat the Third Jojo disappears in a flash of light of the same color sending him to his first stop to meet the first round of victims.
The other only thing can say now to you my fellow Writers/Readers is: "Next Stop: Quahog, Rhode Island. Until Next Time…"