Chapter 4: [Pink Season] of Jerico Lee (Act 1/2)

The sun shone through the windows of the Lee household, waking its still-sleepy residence. Therese Lee is always the first to fully wake from her rest. The brown-haired mother routinely had to shake her three children awake and even her husband to get the day going, it was a frustrating task that she grew used to.

Pulling the covers off her and then letting out a yawn she put on her white morning slippers and trudged out of the room whilst her husband was still sleeping on their queen-sized bed. The night before she had noticed something bizarre about her son.

After returning home from school the teen was strangely enthusiastic about helping with the house chores and even studying his lessons. The latter being a very rare occurrence for her second born child as he mostly relies on stock knowledge, amazingly he's doing okay in class. Much to the dismay of his mother as she always nagged him that he can do good if not better than his valedictorian sister.

Now with witnessing the change of mindset from her son yesterday-night, she put her hopes in knowing that by this time he'd already woken himself up and didn't need her help.

…

Therese picked up her crocodile skin-designed handbag (no actual crocodiles were used) and headed towards the garage where her children and husband were.

"Where's your other son?" her husband, Bryan Lee Jr., asked in the driver seat as she opened the door to the car.

She looked at the back seats where she only saw Marie and Zachary. Sighing wearily, the mother of three left her hand bag on the car seat and returned to their two-story house. Climbing up the stairs with bated breath she stood in front of her son's room and knocked.

"Jerico? We're leaving." She called out.

Silence.

The mother knocked harder "Jerico?"

Silence yet again. Therese decided to enter his room as she twisted the doorknob, unlocked, the room was dark as the curtains covered the window only letting in a thin line of light. The air freezingly cold from the air conditioner. She turned on the lights and saw her son still sleeping, wrapped in his blankets.

Overcome with frustration and anger, his mother stomped over to his slumbering figure and furiously shook his shoulders.

"Jerico! I thought you already woke up! We're going to be late!" she yelled.

The boy made no response as he gripped his blanket over his body tighter, making a grunt as he did so. Infuriating his mother further, she grabbed his blanket and yanked it away.

"I thought you changed! Now we're late again because of your lazine—"

The brown-haired woman stopped midsentence as she saw the state her son is in. His whole body sweating through the pajamas and his face red as he shivered from the sudden coldness of the air. He let out a weak cough as he opened his pain filled eyes to look at his mother.

"sorry" he wheezed out.

Therese's mother instincts kicked in as she placed the back of her hand to her son's forehead, it was searing hot. She tenderly tucked him to bed then kissed his forehead.

"I'll tell your dad you won't be able to attend school," she said in a soft voice now understanding the problem "And I'll stay here to take care of you, okay?"

Jerico nodded. She hugged him for a while and left the room to tell the news to her husband. The sense of dread then returned to the boy as his mother exited the room. Waking up from a spltiing headache earlier this morning to which he still had, the boy felt a certain presence in his room. And that presence was still there in his room, sitting at the foot of his bed. For some reason his mother had never noticed it, that…pink clothed entity staring at him right now with a crazed grin.

The teen was too weak, confused, and scared to shout out to anyone, even if he did he knew that it would do him no good. That person… no, thing. It wasn't human.

"Ore wa ochinchin ga daisuki nandayo." malice dripped off every word.

()()()

Michael patiently waited in front of the school on the cracked stone stairs; the place where all three of his closest friends including him meet for the morning. He checked his watch: 7:54. Almost late for classes and Jerico still isn't here, Lincoln went on ahead for his early attendance while the Japanese stayed behind.

To pass the time until 8:00 the teen focused on bringing out just a little part of his 'Stand' as not to attract any attention. A small pebble gravitated towards the spot he willed it towards, upon reaching its destination it righted itself to a standing position and stayed that way.

Last night after doing all his schoolwork that his mom, who was comparably more ruthless to Jerico's own mom, threatened to kill him if he forgot to do it, he waited for everyone in his house to sleep then sneaked off into his backyard to test what more『Macintosh Plus』is capable of.

His efforts proving fruitful, finding out that the statue can sink into the ground so long as it was made of rocks, upon sinking into the ground of rocks its speed and durability doubles. Another find is that he could wear 『Macintosh Plus』like an armor at the cost of becoming fatigued faster. However, his Stand couldn't freely control any more rocks when『Macintosh Plus』has already turned into its statue form.

Deciding to play around a little, he made the small rock spin in place. Then a sudden thought popped into his head. Willing another small pebble to the the same place his other pebble was, he made the former spin too and do battle with the latter.

He laughed out loud at what his idea had created "Just like beyblade."

Michael had a certain fondness for beyblades. To this day still having a mass collections of the spinning devices and avidly playing with it when he had the chance. His expertise on this subject goes as far to creating custom beyblades that were extremely deadly and illegal in the ring. One time when Jerico went over to his house to play the gyrating toys with him, Michael's custom beyblade had almost annihalated anything that the eye-glassed boy picked from the jap's collection. An incident occurred where that custom beyblade sent another beyblade flying into Jerico's hand causing a rather nasty gash.

His experiment went on for several minutes with the pebbles breaking from the continued collisions only for Michael to replace them with more pebbles, until the school bell rang signaling that classes were starting. He quickly dismissed his control over the rocks as he stood up, brushed the dirt off his pants and entered the school. Disappointed that he didn't talk to Jerico this morning and to show off his pebble 'beyblades'

"He's late," the dark-skinned boy thought to himself "I'll show him and Lincoln in recess."

Walking across the silent hallway he couldn't help but feel a sense of uneasiness in the air. Approaching his locker he gathered his books for the subject today. Suddenly he heard a loud banging sound behind, swiftly turning around he saw a fellow male student just a year below him.

The student was repeatedly hitting his head on the lockers. Michael took the time to look over the boy's clothes, a white faded shirt that he wore inside out, an aged blue short that was too wide as it sagged by his thighs, and two mismatched shoes. He was an explosion of bizarre with the only normal appearance is the neatly combed black hair. Deciding to mind his own business he packed the last of his stuff and briskly speed-walked from the boy.

He sighed in relief after gaining some distance from the odd lad and headed towards his classroom.

"I sense," The boy leaned on the locker when Michael had gotten out of earshot "a Stand User." His eyes white and lifeless whist drool dripped from his mouth. The voice wasn't actually coming from the boy but from his back. 6 Mechanical arms then sprouted from the source of the voice, his back, and all at once the hands grabbed at the flourescent light in the ceiling. Bursts of electricity zapped into the arms and coursed into the boy causing all the nearby lights to flicker on and off until finally the whole school was engulfed in darkness.

()()()

Jerico warily went to sleep subsequent to engaging in a staring contest with the pink entity on his bed. The chicken soup that his mother brought for him sat on a desk beside his bed, half-eaten. His day wasn't going good and so were his dreams.

The teen found himself in a place that was filled with buildings that twisted and turned in unnatural shapes. Strange creatures roamed around, big and small, red to violet, all unrealistic in nature. This environment seemed to not follow any rules of physics nor any rules at all.

Having realized what was happening he examined himself to see he was completely naked save for literally a large 'CENSORED' box that covered his privates and of course with him, his eye glasses.

"Nice." He told himself as he jiggled his groin around to mess with the censored box.

A high-pitched voice screeched from above him "hEyA!"

Looking up he saw a pidgeon with the head of a white cat. It hovered just in front of Jerico's face and let out a meow mixed in with a coo. "hOw yA dOiN!11!?/?"

Every word the creature said had appeared in large bold letters behind it and shaking intensly before disappearing completely. Jerico outstretched his hand out to pet it to which the said animal gladly complied by purring in delight of the touch. "nIcE. nIcE. nIcE!1!"

Nearby creatures noticed the interactions between the two and began circling the boy. Upon acknowledging their presence, Jerico shared his pets with them.

This activity went on for several minuted with the boy switching to one entity to another. One of them, a large bipedal purple monster with larg arms and torso in contrast to its tiny legs, it's head was replaced with a large rusty locked chest, had become attached to Jerico and begun hoarding him to itself by lifting the boy to its shoulders. The cat-pidgeon hybrid flew up to the eye-glassed boy and nestled itself in his shoulders earning a laugh of surprise from him.

To the outskirts of the city a large pink geyser of fluid suddenly exploded from the ground. Seeing the danger they were in the chest headed monster ran towards a building with Jerico in tow while the cat-bird on the boy's shoulders hissed at the incoming pink fluid. The crowd of creatures also followed the trio.

The purple chest monster skidded to a halt in front of a building and turned to the massive crowd of creatures that had followed it. All of them nodded in unison and started forming a pillar on the side of the building. The monster then scaled the pillar in relative ease with one arm protectively carrying Jerico and the cat-pidgeon animal flying by them to avoid being a dead weight.

The pink fluid had finally caught up to them and washed away the creatures at the bottom of the pillar. The whole structure gave way as each individual entities fell into the sea of pink, dropping in with a splash and never surfacing.

The purple monster, midway through the pillar, fell from the destruction of the pillar but it didn't give up. Grabbing Jerico, it hurled the boy up to the top of the building with all its strength before dropping down with a humungous splash.

A few creatures were able to maintain being at the edge of the building and caught the thrown teen to pull him up. Jerico's hybird pet landed on his shoulder with a soft meown and snuggled against his cheek. He thanked the creatures, all of which were slime monsters with different sets of eyeballs, for helping him of which they returned the gratitude by jiggling in place.

"Your mind is quite the show huh?"

Jerico felt every hair on his body stand on end. That voice held nothing but horrifiyingly cold animosity.

"Too bad it didn't have the will."

All the creatures by the boy's side tensed up by the new presence. The slimes solidified countless blades from their appendeges and the cat-bird hybrid, at this point he started calling it 'Thoko,' hissed and angrily flapped its wings.

The near-naked teen turned to face the offending person. It was the same one that had been staring at him this morning in all its pink glory. It let out a psychopathic grin as it slowly walked towards the group only for Jerico's 'body guards' to put their guard up even more and circle around the boy protectively.

" YOU DON'T DESERVE TO HAVE ME AS A STAND."

His heart beated in fear, mind going in circles, and breathing going short. One word reverbed all around him. Shaking the whole foundation all of them they were standing on.

"『 PINK SEASON』"

TO BE CONTINUED…

Stand User: Jerico Lee

Stand Name: [Pink Season]

Stats:

Power- A

Speed- A

Range- E (2 meters)

Precision- B

Durability- B

Potential- C

Appearance: (Humanoid) 5"9, lanky, wears a pink body suit covering its whole body leaving its face and hands uncovered. Has sewn shut eyelids and eyes drawn on it with what looks to be black marker.

Stand Power: ?