aaah hello! this is my first story! whenever i get into new things i tend to make original characters for the series! i find it helps me improve my writing skills! so-as expected-when i got into jojo, i wanted to make an oc for it! i have five ocs (so far haha): one for parts I and II, two for part III, one for part IV, and one for part V! they're very self-indulgent because i felt that there were some aspects that araki could have improved on such as jolyne's mother actually having a name and personality, giorno getting a better mom, and more female representation in general! it seems kinda special-snowflakey, so if that's not your cup of tea, this might not be for you! but if you don't mind, then stick around and i hope you enjoy my story! normally i'd start with part I, but my part III ocs are a little more developed, so i think i'll start a part I series if reception for this series is good! well, i guess that's all i have to say, and i hope you enjoy!
Chapter One: Evil Spirit
1987
Another day. Another day full of horrible bullies, judgmental eyes, and visits to the nurse. She was so stupid. If she hadn't been caught... she'd still be living a normal life, able to make it through the school day without having to worry. Just a few months ago she used to be okay with the scowls directed her way, the eye rolls at her confusion in class, and the laughing that she could hear when the other students thought she couldn't. Now? Now, she just tried to stay out of everyone's way. It was better like this.
It seemed, though, that Lady Luck wasn't on her side.
With her eyes cast down at the floor, she couldn't see that someone was in front of her, and her tiny stature made her practically invisible to taller individuals. So of course they collided, though it was only her who fell to the ground.
Her bag fell from her hands as she let go of it to try and catch herself, but she failed. Falling on her legs, her palms slapped the ground harshly. It wouldn't bruise, but it would hurt. She took a quick look around to try and see where her bag had fallen, though she found the face of who she'd collided with far more interesting. And scary.
Jotaro Kujo.
1988
"Well, Ma'am, there was one witness to your son's little brawl. Perhaps she could tell you what happened better than us." The two officers motioned to the one they were talking about, surprisingly still as she waited to be summoned. A girl, smaller than most, sat in a chair by the door to the cells, looking at posters lining the station's walls like they were the most interesting thing in the world. In her hands was a small toy dog bone, and she was squeezing it repeatedly.
At the sound of footsteps approaching her, she turned her head, and immediately sat up when she recognized the blonde woman. Rising from her chair spontaneously, she dropped the chew toy and ran forward, eyes sparkling as she shouted, "Hi, Miss Hollyyy!"
Other people in the station turned their heads, though none attempted to shush her. They all knew her, and they all knew it was a lost cause. Nothing could get Yoko Ohno to shut up.
Holly Kujo turned to look at her son's friend, beaming as she opened her arms for the usual hug Yoko would give her. Yoko practically jumped into Holly's arms with enough force to spin her in a circle. She laughed loudly as Holly returned her embrace with a genuine smile, joining her with her own giggles. Finding her footing, Yoko loosened her grip on the older woman, still smiling and slightly breathless.
"Yoko! How are you, sweetie?" Holly asked. She seemed less distressed with the arrival of the girl, so the officers didn't interrupt them, though they did exchange a look. Jotaro sure had some weird ladies in his life.
"Miss Holly, you saw me this morning! But I'm not the one you should be worried about! You should've seen Jotaro! Four guys, and he took them down like it was nothing!" As if she'd just remembered something, Yoko let out a loud yelp, "Jotaro! Right! Miss Holly, Jotaro's been acting real funny! He won't-"
At this the taller officer placed a hand on Yoko's shoulder, causing her to let out an "Oh?"
"Miss Tanaka. You were called here for a reason," Yoko grumbled at the name, but the officer paid no mind to it, "Both of you, follow us and we'll show you the way." Opening the door to the cells caused a drastic change in atmosphere. Holly thanked the men for their trouble, and Yoko stuck close to Holly, listening in on her conversation with the shorter man.
"Thank us by taking your kid home."
Yoko butt in next, "They told me on the phone! They said he's good to go!"
"We can't keep him here forever. By the way, ma'am, just wanted to say, your Japanese is pretty good. How long you been livin' here?"
"Twenty years, now."
"That explains it." The rest of the walk to Jotaro's cell was filled with talk of the packed station, and how the police couldn't find enough cells for all the criminals. At the knowledge that they were almost there, Holly burst into a sprint, running ahead to get to her son.
"Miss Holly?!" Yoko followed her at a mild jog, panting slightly after a few seconds. She never was good at running. Holly continued on ahead, shouting for Jotaro, obviously worried about him. Her dedication and love for her son made Yoko smile slightly. The sweetness of the moment was popped by a loud yell.
"Shut up, bitch! You're so fucking annoying!"
"Okay~!"
And there he was, leaning back against the wall of his cell, one hand on the brim of his hat, ready to pull it down when he needed to. Yoko stopped herself abruptly, turning to the cell and placing her hands on the bars.
1987
Her eyes widened as she looked up at Jotaro. Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, she thought, panic running through her mind, infiltrating every part of her brain. What should she do? What could she do? The whole school seemed to be watching them. She wondered if he'd yell at her, maybe even beat her up. Did Jotaro hit girls? There was a first time for-
"Hey. You okay?"
At his words her eyes widened, and she realized she was tearing up. When she nodded, he grabbed her somewhat roughly by the arm and pulled her up quickly, then looked over at her bag. He turned back to her, nodding his head at the lonely accessory, "Your stuff's fine. Nothin' fell out." And with that, he moved around her and continued walking, bringing most of the girls who'd been watching with him.
She picked up her things, feeling a little safer as people returned to what they'd been doing, and looked after him, though he didn't give her a second glance.
"Jotaro! That's no way to talk to Miss Holly! Oh, and hi!" Turning to the bag slung over her shoulder, she rummaged through, looking for one of the reasons she came here, "You missed school! I brought you your work!" Sliding the notebooks through the bars closest to the ground, she gave him a large smile.
"That all? You can go now." He gave her a blank look as he talked to her, then turned around, laying down on the cot with his back facing them. Yoko gave a pout back, puffing her cheeks as she stuck her tongue out at his figure.
One officer kicked the bars, "Kujo, get the hell up! Your mom's here to take you home, what part of 'go home' don't you understand?!" His words echoed off the dark prison walls, and Jotaro slowly turned his head at this.
Rising once more he looked at his visitors, "Mom, Yoko, both of you can go home. I'm not leaving for a while," he motioned at himself, "It seems I've been possessed by an evil spirit. There's no telling what I'll do. You saw it, Yoko. It took all I had to stop it during that fight. Do everyone a favor," he laid back down, "and leave me in here."
The shorter officer groaned, "See what I'm talkin' about? We're releasin' him and he refuses to go. Is your boy alright upstairs?"
Yoko turned around, letting out a, "Ha! Jotaro's house doesn't have an upstairs!" She thought she heard Jotaro let out a small groan.
"This isn't a hotel, you know, Kujo."
Suddenly, three men, cellmates of Jotaro's, came running forth, grasping onto the bars like a lifeline. Yoko reeled back, falling on her butt.
"Let us change cells! Please!"
"He's not lying about the evil spirit thing!"
The three men's shouts and pleas became garbled and soon none of what they were saying was coherent. The taller man banged on the bars again, yelling for them to calm down, and with little to no effort, Jotaro scared them into submission once again with a single sound.
He'd stabbed a can of beer with a pen, downing it from the hole he'd made. The short officer yelled with confusion, "What're you doing with a beer?! You're in jail! How did you even get that in there?!"
"Yeah, Jotaro, beer's bad for you! It'll hurt your liver!" Yoko frowned, completely missing the point.
Jotaro ignored her, "I told you, it's the evil spirit, and sometimes it likes to bring me things." He was speaking the truth. Jotaro's cot had a small stash of items, such as the beer, a comic, even a working radio. Yoko tilted her head. Could he...? No, I'm just getting hopeful. But then again... what was that purple thing I saw during that fight?
"What the hell?! Shounen JUMP and a radio?! How is this even possible?!"
"This is serious, what the hell's goin' on here? We've got a major problem!"
"Hold on." Jotaro planted one foot on the cement ground, rising to his feet, "This might not be enough to keep me locked up in here, but I'll show you just how evil this spirit is anyway." He removed his hat, seemingly forever pasted to his head, and walked towards the bars, the only thing separating him and this evil spirit from the outside world. The guards reeled back in fear, though Yoko merely looked on with curiosity and hope that shouldn't be there. Perhaps she wasn't as alone as she thought.
"Maybe then you'll see why letting me out of here is a bad idea."
The setting was silent, practically still, save the whimpers of Jotaro's cellmates. Jotaro merely stretched an arm, looking right at the officers. Suddenly, with no warning at all, a translucent, purple arm appeared from Jotaro's body, reaching out of the bars and toward the taller guard's hip. Holly and Yoko followed the arm's movements, watching in shock and astonishment as it pulled the man's gun out of it's holster, putting it right in Jotaro's hand.
"He's got my gun! How'd he-?!"
"This is really bad!"
Jotaro continued talking, "You didn't see it just now? If you guys didn't see my evil spirit, then watch this." He placed the barrel close to his temple, though he didn't touch it, putting the hammer down, and firing before anyone could stop him.
Everyone screamed, eyes wide as they watched what had just happened. The bullet was stopped mid-air, by that same purple arm, held between two fingers. Yoko noticed it had fingerless gloves. Jotaro breathed heavily, looking at the bullet, "It's like there's someone behind me, that bound itself to me not long ago." He held the gun out to the guard once more, the purple arm dropping the bullet.
The sound it made when it hit the ground penetrated the air, and everyone looked back in shock. Yoko looked between Holly and Jotaro, not too sure what either was thinking.
Maybe he does have something like me... But it seems neither of us know what it is... Just what's going on with us?
well, that's the first chapter done! im kinda paraphrasing at some points, and some quotes im taking directly from the manga or anime. the next chapter will be the fight between avdol and jotaro! and maybe you'll get to see another stand user then, too! please leave a review telling me what you think. im not too confident about this just yet, but ill continue writing it!
