Yay. I'm soon going to reach 20k words, which is guaranteed to attract more of you people. I don't honestly know why you all are so interested in reading this absolute abomination, but whatever. Well, that's really all I have to say. Extra note, this chapter is short, so the next one I make is gonna be around 2k. Ooflord21000 out.
Burning Orphanage
William's P.O.V
"Who are you supposed to be? Reject Charli D'amelio?" I asked the woman in front of me. "Excuse you?" the woman said, clearly offended. "You heard me deafy." I said, bringing a glock 45 out. "You really think a gun will do anything?" the woman said, looking purely insulted at my gun. "I'll have you know that I'm holding the ultimate service pistol, and the answer is yes." I said, bringing up my gun and firing. My bullet was blocked by a hand coming out of the woman's back. This hand was followed by several other hands, each one taking up the looks of glass. In total, the woman had eight arms coming out of her back.
"Behold my Stand, Feeling Great!" the woman yelled. I wasn't really impressed. Now, I know I dissed the plane guy for having a plane Stand, but this woman was worse. What kind of person do you have to be to have a hand Stand? Is she a prostitute? I mean, she has the looks, but she also couldn't be older than sixteen. Then again, the age of consent in Italy is like… fourteen, so I guess that could be a possibility.
I fired my gun a few more times, only to have the bullets caught by the woman's Stand. "I'm going to cut you into pieces!" the woman said confidently. With a jolt, the hands came at me. I managed to dodge three of them, and only got tapped by four of them. The last one however, managed to sever my gun hand. "Hey! I needed that!" I yelled. I grabbed the hand off of the ground, pulling the glock out of it. I put the gun in my other hand, which just wasn't right for this task, as I was right handed.
Before I could fire again, my gun was cut in half by the woman's Stand. "Okay, now that was just uncalled for." I said as I looked at the remains of the gun. I dodged a few more swings, only to notice they were slowly speeding up. "Hold your horses partner, this is a little unfair!" I yelled, trying to dodge while also trying to find a single handed weapon. I was answered with my lower jaw being severed from my face. "I didn't really need that one, but that's still rude." I said, once again dodging and weaving. This would be a great time for my Stand to show itself.
I managed to get a hold on another gun, pulling it out quickly. "Wait, this is a banana! Why do I even have one of those?" I asked myself. I was answered with my entire left arm being sliced clean off. "Oh come on!" I yelled. Perhaps it's time for a tactical retreat. I turned around, dodging yet another slice, only to find that the burning orphanage was right behind me. "Nowhere to run, rabbit boy." the woman said. "Respect your elder girl, I'll have you know that I'm at least fifty!" I yelled, ducking under another swing.
I looked back up just in time to see a hand coming directly for my face. I closed my eyes, waiting for my head to combust. I opened them after a few seconds, only to see a white, segmented hand blocking the attack. "Finally, that took way too long." I said. I turned around to see my Stand, only to see that it was literally just a white segmented mannequin that was joined together with fleshy bits. "I couldn't even get a cool design!" I yelled. Well, it's good enough I guess. I need a name though. I'll call it Golden, which is ironic because the thing hasn't a spec of gold on it.
"Alright woman, prepare to become a pastry!" I warned. I then decided to see how strong my Stand was by wrestling one of the arms. I managed to force it back pretty easily, slamming my Stand's fist into it, causing the woman at least some pain. I used this minor distraction to bolt forwards, within punching distance. I slammed my Stand's fist into the woman, knocking her off the ground. Before she could fall to the ground, I kicked her in the chin, likely shattering her jaw. "Any last words?" I asked. She looked like she was about to say something, so I slammed my foot onto her head, severing her tongue. "No? Well, can't say I didn't offer." I said. I then proceeded to slam my Stand's fist through her stomach, leaving a gaping hole. Just for good measure, I slammed my foot on her head until it was flat on the pavement
Now, I'm sure if this is well known, but I can see souls to an extent, and the funniest thing just happened. While the woman's soul was flying away, my Stand just kinda grabbed it and absorbed it. And now, funny enough, my Stand definitely just got a bit faster. So I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that I just collected her Stand's ability of slowly getting faster! My Stand's so unoriginal that it literally steals other Stand abilities. I'm insulted.
Well, hopefully everyone else is fine.
III
Stand Master
William Afton
Stand Name
Golden
Power: B
Speed: C (A+ at max multiplier)
Range: D
Durability: C
Potential: ∞
Golden absorbs the Stand of any Stand user that it kills, keeping them as a permanent fixture. There is no limit to the amount of Stand's that Golden can possess, meaning that the Potential is infinite due to the infinite amount of universes. The only thing that Golden gains from other Stand's is their abilities, no stat change is gained unless the absorbed Stand's ability allows for a stat change.
Absorbed Stands:
Stand Name
Feeling Great
Power: C
Speed: B (A++ at max multiplier)
Range: B
Durability: C
Potential: D
Feeling Great takes the form of eight, glass-like arms. The arms gain speed while in use, reaching full speed in fifteen minutes of use.