A/N: I went back and corrected my grammar mistakes in this, as best as I could anyway. Like in my first chapter, leave a review if you would be so kind. I'm interested to know what I'm doing right and what I'm doing wrong. Enjoy Chapter 2.
After JoJo got over his initial shock, Qrow Branwen led him to a nearby inn located in a small village to their west. After Qrow bought a room for the night, he and Jonathan sat at a small table near what appeared to be a bar. Qrow was currently breaking to Jonathan what Ozpin had told him.
"So you're saying that I'm on an entirely different planet? My apologies but I find that a tad hard to believe, mister" JoJo deadpanned, crossing his muscled arms.
"Look kid I'm telling you the truth. How else would you explain the moon, or those monsters we fought? Is your moon like that, do you have those evil creatures on your paradise planet?" Qrow looked him in the eye.
"Even if I did believe you, how would I have gotten here in the first place?" Jonathan asked.
"That's what we don't know. My companion informed me that he felt the presence of someone not of this world, told me to find you, and bam, here you are. On Remnant." Qrow sighed.
"Remnant?"
"That's the name of this world, kiddo, and if you're stuck here, you've got a lot to learn" Qrow took a sip of the brown liquor in his glass.
"How else could you prove it to me that I'm actually on another world?" JoJo narrowed his eyes.
Qrow thought for a moment, then pulled out a small, white rectangular object. He pressed the orange button in the center, and the object grew in length until the two ends were held together by a piece of glass.
"What is that device?" Jonathan gazed at the object as Qrow typed on the screen a few times. A picture suddenly displayed, and Qrow turned the screen so Jonathan could see.
"Are these...continents?" Jonathan asked.
"Yep, this is a map of Remnant and the four kingdoms: Vale, Vacuo, Atlas, and Mistral. Proof enough for you?" Qrow took another drink.
"I...am beginning to come around." Jonathan's eyes widened.
"Like I said, my companion said he felt your presence, and he's not usually wrong."
"But still, how could I have gotten here?"
Qrow shrugged, "We have a few ideas, but none of em are good."
"Mister, I-"
"Okay stop with the 'mister' stuff, kid, just call me Qrow."
"Qrow- I have to get back. My friends are fighting an impossible battle, and they need my help. I was in the middle of fighting when I was suddenly in a field. I... I fear they're dead already." JoJo cast his eyes down.
Qrow drank from his glass and sighed, "Tell you what kid, tomorrow I'll take you to my friends and maybe they can help you out. I myself can't do much in this case, but I'll help if I can."
Jonathan looked up at the drunkard, "Sounds like a plan, mis- I mean Qrow."
Qrow nodded, then finished his glass, "For now though, let's get some rest. We got a long walk to the nearest airship."
Qrow stood and placed a card-like object on the table to pay for his drink.
"What is an airship?" Jonathan asked as he caught up with Qrow.
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"This isn't good mistress, not good at all." the man Watts paced back and forth by the large throne.
"Calm yourself, Doctor. Nothing too bad has happened yet. Just because that boy managed to defeat my Beowolves doesn't mean anything. He's just a bit more formidable than we originally thought, so we'll have to try harder. Perhaps one of you can take care of this little... problem," the woman on the throne gazed around the table in front of her.
Tyrian, the crazed scorpion faunus, began to giggle maniacally to himself, gradually increasing in volume.
A few of the others shifted nervously, as if they were uncomfortable with the prospect of facing someone from a different world.
"Well?" the woman demanded.
"I'll do it," Tyrian smiled menacingly when he abruptly stopped his manic giggling.
"Very well, Tyrian. But, if you're able, I want you to capture him. I'd like to see this...off-worlder. But if capture isn't possible, just kill him." she waved a hand dismissively.
Tyrian stood and bowed with a crazed and eager expression on his face.
"As you wish, Mistress Salem"
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"Rise and shine, kid. We better head out early while everyone's still sleeping," Qrow said relatively loudly to the drowsy Joestar.
Jonathan rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, then swung his legs over the edge of the queen-sized bed he slept in the previous night.
As Qrow was making sure his weapon was in top condition, Jonathan redressed himself and slung his small pack over his shoulders, now filled with rations and medical supplies in case of emergency.
Even though Qrow was the more experienced fighter with the sword that definitely needed more than average human strength, he still stood several inches shorter than the six-foot five giant Englishman.
While Jonathan was waiting for Qrow to finish with his weapon, he sat and did several breathing exercises to help strengthen his Hamon.
After several minutes, Qrow announced, "All right, let's get to it."
JoJo opened his eyes and stood, then followed Qrow out of the small inn.
After they got outside and were walking down a dirt path, Qrow looked over to the Joestar and asked, "What was with that breathing you were doing earlier?"
"Oh, that? That's just a breathing exercise I do to help my Hamon get stronger. You know, kind of like doing push-ups every morning to get physically stronger." JoJo smiled.
"Right, but what's this 'Hamon' thing? I've never heard of it."
"It's an ancient type of martial art from...from my world. It allows the user to use life energy from the sun to destroy dark evils, like those monsters from yesterday, or the zombies I fought back home. But it also has other properties, like healing, or making the user age slower than normal. My friend, Baron Zeppelli, looked like he was no more than in his early thirties, but when he...died, he looked very much older." Jonathan explained, sadness in his voice at remembering his deceased friend.
"I'm sorry about your friend. But all in all, this Hamon thing doesn't sound half bad." Qrow said.
Jonathan raised his fist and allowed Hamon to cause it to start sparking with energy.
"It's my only weapon in this strange world," JoJo gazed at the yellow sun energy.
"Maybe not," Qrow smirked.
"Hm?" Jonathan asked, but Qrow wouldn't say any more.
They continued to walk in silence for another few minutes, until Jonathan stopped.
"What is it, kid?" Qrow asked.
"You can come out now, there's no use hiding anymore," Jonathan announced, looking around.
Qrow pulled out his sword and got into a fighting stance.
A clapping could be heard from their left. A man with brown hair braided into a ponytail came out of the darkness, clapping.
JoJo's eyes narrowed once he saw the newcomer's eyes. He'd seen that level of cruelty in only one other person: Dio Brando.
"Bravo, bravo. People rarely sense my presence. Why, not even the great Qrow Branwen could," he said with a cold look on his face, and a malicious smile.
"Jonathan, this guy's bad news," Qrow warned.
"Don't worry, Qrow. If I can deal with my brother, then I can surely best this fiend in combat," JoJo said, standing defensively.
The man began laughing. Quiet and controlled at first, then loud and manic.
"You really think so? Well, we'll just have to see about that."
"Jonathan, seriously," Qrow warned again, his voice a bit nervous.
Jonathan decided to believe Qrow's warning, backing off slightly. But the enemy had other plans. He jumped towards the two with bladed gauntlets. Qrow barely had time to block the attack, then the enemy immediately kicked him back, sending the Hunter twenty feet backwards and into a tree. The enemy tried to slice at JoJo, but Jonathan blocked it with his Hamon-filled forearm.
"Mistress only wanted you dead, but that's probably because she didn't expect Qrow to find you first, so I'll have to kill you both!" The stranger laughed at Jonathan, blatantly ignoring that he was supposed to take him alive.
JoJo kicked him back and regained his footing.
"Pray tell, just who are you? And what of this 'mistress'?" Jonathan asked.
The man smiled then bowed low to the ground, "Tyrian, at your service. As for, my mistress, well, Qrow could tell you all about that, if it weren't for the fact that you're both gonna die today," he laughed again.
"We'll see about that, you creten," Jonathan began focusing his Hamon into his hands.
Then Qrow charged Tyrian out of nowhere, but Tyrian simply blocked the attack with a...
"Is that a scorpion tail?" Jonathan exclaimed.
Qrow and Tyrian continued to exchange blows, each attack being blocked or dodged by the other.
JoJo approached the two as they rapidly threw out attacks at each other.
Jonathan was currently behind Tyrian, so he nodded at Qrow before attacking.
"Koooooooh" Jonathan breathed before striking Tyrian in the back.
But Tyrian had other plans. He blocked the attack with his scorpion tail, successfully catching JoJo's fist by wrapping the tail around his wrist.
He bent over backwards, literally, to look Jonathan in the eye.
"Tried to pull a fast one on me, eh?"
JoJo quickly winked at Qrow to halt him.
"Tell me, is this tail organic?" JoJo asked nonchalantly.
Tyrian's eyes narrowed, "Of course you fool, it's a part of me."
Jonathan smirked, "That's all I needed to know"
Tyrian looked at him curiously, cocking his head to the side.
"Hamon Overdrive!" JoJo yelled as he sent Hamon into Tyrian through his tail.
Tyrian's face contorted in pain before he released JoJo's hand and jumped back, straight into Qrow.
"Your tail makes a fine conductor!" JoJo laughed just before Qrow batted Tyrian into a tree with his sword.
"Nice job, Jonathan" Qrow smirked.
"Thank you, Qrow. Now, shall we finish this fool off?" Jonathan cracked his knuckles.
"I thought you'd never ask," Qrow gripped his sword.
But something unexpected happened. Tyrian began laughing.
"Did you really think a little of that energy would take me down?'
"No, that's why I'm about to hit you with everything I have," Jonathan grinned.
"And how do you plan on doing that?" He laughed.
"Right about...now!" JoJo exclaimed, then some vines from the tree that Tyrian smacked into began to wrap around his torso, effectively pinning him.
"WHAT?! How?!" he yelled furiously.
"Did you catch it, Qrow?" JoJo asked.
"That I did, kid." he smirked.
"When I put Hamon into you, some of it transferred into that tree, then the vines did exactly what I expected them to do" Jonathan smiled.
"That doesn't make any sense!" Tyrian exclaimed.
"Seems you need a lesson on Ripple Energy," Jonathan cracked his knuckles again.
"Ripple what?"
"You wanna take him, Qrow? Or shall I?" Jonathan asked, ignoring Tyrian.
"Eh, you can take him, it was your idea after all," Qrow shrugged.
Jonathan smiled, "With pleasure."
As Tyrian uselessly struggled, JoJo casually approached him.
Once he got near, fear flashed in Tyrian's yellow eyes.
"Kooooooh Sunlight Yellow OVERDRIVE!" Jonathan yelled as he delivered a barrage of Hamon filled punches to Tyrian's face, arms, and torso.
"Uaghhh!" Tyrian exclaimed in pain as he was sent through the tree, which was broken in half by the force of Jonathan's punches.
As Jonathan stood panting, Tyrian quickly stood, holding his left arm with his right as a transparent purple energy flickered around him, as if it were some sort of force field.
His eyes were filled with absolute hate, and he was about to lunge again, but he stopped himself.
"She'll forgive you. She'll forgive you." Tyrian told himself, then turned around and sprinted away before Jonathan could chase after him.
Qrow shot at him a few times, but no luck. Tyrian was already out of range.
"You did good, kid. And I think we just learned how you got here," Qrow said as he stowed his sword away.
Jonathan turned to him with a cheeky grin on his face.
"Well, shall we continue on our journey?" he asked.
"You got it, Jonny-boy" Qrow smirked.
Jonathan chuckled at the name, "Please just call me JoJo."
Qrow chuckled, "Whatever you say. C'mon, let's get to that airship."