In the darkness, Jacob could hear something. A quiet whisper addressed him from all sides, seeming to come from everywhere around him. "This is your last chance. Give up now, and I'll spare you. If you don't, I can't guarantee your safety." Another voice responded, it's words filled with fear. "I c-c-came this far to f-f-f-face you." This voice was slightly louder than the other one, and Jacob swore he could hear a small whimper in between certain words. The fearful voice continued it's address. "You…" The voice suddenly became louder. "You killed Izzie! I won't let you murder any more innocent people!" Jacob could tell that these words were filled with something, but he couldn't what. It was on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn't think of it. At that moment, Jacob began to feel a pain. It was like his soul was being tugged on by some kind of invisible force, pulling it to somewhere else. As Jacob was being pulled from the darkness, he finally realized what word he was trying to think of. He knew what the voice was filled with. Underneath the fear and indecision, the words were filled with...
Determination.
Jacob Williams woke up in his bed startled. He hastily opened up the curtains over his window. The sun was shining outside, casting a warm light over Stand City. He sighed in relief, proceeding to walk over to his desk. Jacob's desk was covered in various figurines, many of which were from his favorite manga, JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. The desk was messy and unorganized, which Jacob thought represented his personality. Jacob checked the position of his figurines; Hierophant Green in the top-right, Magician's Red in the top-left, Joseph Joestar with Hermit Purple in the bottom-left, and Silver Chariot with Polnareff in the bottom-right. "Perfect." Jacob thought. As the teenage boy opened his laptop, he looked at the time on his toolbar. It was currently 6:30. Jacob thought about it for a second. "How did I wake up this early without an alarm?" he thought. He shrugged it off. "Oh well." he said aloud. He pulled up his web browser to see an unfamiliar website with his scroll bar on the top of the page. In golden letters, the name StandWorld was written in cursive. Then, Jacob' eyes found something which peaked his curiosity. He saw he was… signed in? Jacob had never been on this site, so why was his username in the top-right corner of the screen? He clicked on his username, opening a tab with the account details. "What is this? Why are my account details on this forum? Why do I have an account on some random Stand fandom website?" All of these questions were running through Jacob's head. He returned to the previous tab, seeing that the name of the thread was "User Stand List". He scrolled through the page, looking for some kind of clue to what this website was. Jacob had scrolled to the bottom of the thread when he saw it. His username was attached to a post, with a description of a Stand of some kind. The post is as follows;
Stand Name: Dj Bc
Description: Dj Bc is a tall humanoid figure with green skin and 3 eyes. He always wears a red bandana over his forehead, and has a circular backpack which contains different records. Dj Bc also has a circular hole in his chest which seems to be the same size as the records in his backpack. He also has robotic hands with various dials, sliders and buttons on them.
Powers: ?
Awakening: Will be awakened when his user encounters a street thug who almost stabs him.
Jacob stared at the post, his mind reeling. He then heard a loud beeping noise coming from his bedside table. He ran over to grab his phone, silencing the alarm. Jacob then realized that… "It's almost time for school!" he yelled. Jacob stood up and grabbed his backpack from under his bed. He ran downstairs and saw his mother in the kitchen, the smell of bacon permeating the air. "About time you woke up, sleepyhead!" his mother said. Jacob's mother had green eyes and blond hair, just like her son. She turned her focus back to the stove, where she was making some omurice (a Japanese omelet, usually made from leftovers). "Are you okay, dear? You look stressed." his mother said softly. "Don't worry Mom, I'm just a little sleepy." Jacob responded.
Ever since his family was moved to Stand City by the government a month ago, Jacob had tried to comfort his mother. She was born in Japan, so moving to the United States was hard for her. This was only enhanced by the fact that she was being moved because her family had a special gene that allowed them to gain Stands. Ever since the government revealed the existence of Stands to their family, Jacob's mother was watching out for any signs of Stand development. While scarfing down breakfast, Jacob thought about the eerie dream he had last night. "I wonder what that whole thing was about?" he thought. As he rushed out the door, he waved goodbye to his mom. "Wish me luck!" he yelled. Jacob started to run through the unfamiliar cityscape, trying to remember the way to his new school.
As he was running down the sidewalk, he noticed something going on in one of the alleyways. He stopped in front of the alley, observing the figure of a young girl being pushed against a wall by a taller, muscular figure. He slowly walked down the alley, coming closer and closer to the confrontation. "...your money, I'll leave ya alone, 'kay?" The man's voice was filled with a mixture of confidence and aggression, seemingly targeted at the school girl. That's when Jacob decided to intervene, calmly strolling towards the thug. The tall man quickly turned his head to face Jacob. "Hey there." Jacob waved at the threatening figure, the man's eyes widening in anger. The man quickly pulled a butterfly knife out from his pocket, flicking it open. "You better leave now if ya know what's good for you, kid." "I'm sorry sir, did I disturb your little stick-up?" Jacob said casually, a smile on his face. "Don't say I didn't warn ya, kid!" The man shouted. He lunged at Jacob, an evil grin on his face. At that moment, Jacob remembered something. "Will be awakened when his user encounters a street thug who almost stabs him." As the thug ran at him, Jacob felt an instinct. From deep inside his heart, he knew what to do. Jacob yelled two words from the top of his lungs as he felt an immense power rushing through his veins.
"Awaken, [Dj Bc]!"
To Be Continued…
Hello readers! My name is To-Trix, and this is my first story. I'm not saying this as some kind of excuse in case I messed something up in this chapter. To the contrary, I'm saying this because I want constructive criticism on the first chapter of my new story! If you want to comment on this story with any suggestions or questions, please do! But, I will ask you to refrain from any overly aggressive criticism. If you have something to say, please say it respectfully. By the way, thanks for reading this!