Chapter 4: It Awakens part 1
Five days later; August 1st, 2019
"How's Trish," LeBron asked, "she's doing better," replied Giorno, "but the doctors want to do more tests, just to make sure it's not serious." The two sat in LeBron's kitchen, LeBron's wife came over give the two tea, "thank you very much Ms. James," said Giorno, LeBron's wife smiled and nodded. "Have you found anything else on the murders?" LeBron asked, "no, but now that Abbacchio is back, we should be able to find more clues," replied Giorno. Giorno stood up, "I should be leaving now, Trish doesn't like when I'm away from her during this time," LeBron chuckled, "sounds like a clingy woman," Giorno rolled his eyes, "you could say that, I'll see you later LeBron." Once Giorno left, LeBron's wife came over to talk to him, "boy, how long do you think he takes to comb his hair like that?" She said, "beats me," LeBron said, shrugging, LeBron looked at his watch, "the games in 20 minutes, we better get going."
LeBron got up from his seat and moved to the living room, "Bronny, the games in 20, get off your bum and let's go!" He said, Bronny rolled his eyes and got up, "I'm ready to go," Bronny replied. As they both began to leave, LeBron checked his pockets, "jeez, hey Bron, can you get my phone for me from my office, I'll start the car up," LeBron said, "yeah, sure thing dad," replied Bronny. Bronny moves to LeBron's office, looking for his phone, "where is this thing?" He said to himself, he looked all around the office until he noticed something shining in a drawer, "found it," he said with a smirk. When he went to grab it however, he pulled his hand back, "ouch!" He yelled, "w-what the hell?" His finger had been stabbed by something, "must be a pen or something," he said to himself, he picked up his dads phone and left the room, what he didn't know however, was that he wasn't stabbed by a pen, it was by LeBron's Arrow piece!
Later that day
The crowd went wild as the home team scored, giving them the lead, Bronny sat on the bench, exhausted, he had played almost the entire game, and it was starting to wear on him. The teams got back onto the court and resumed play, Bronny dribbled the ball up and stood, looking at the defense, "there's a hole in the middle," he thought to himself, "a give and go should do it." Bronny passed the ball to his teammate and quickly sprinted to the paint, he weaved through the two defenders and got free, getting the ball with a clear path to the rim. Suddenly, one of the defenders got in front of Bronny, fouling him as he shot. Bronny went to the line, he just needed to make one to tie the game, two to win it. Bronny got the ball, and shot, the clanked off the rim, missing. The crowd exploded in applause, Bronny cursed under his breath, he couldn't believe he missed the shot. In the stands, Jolyne grimaced, she had money on the line, and she needed Bronny to make this shot, "come on Bronny!" She yelled, "you got this!" Bronny got the ball and dribbled it, his arms were heavy from all the playing, and he knew he had to make this. As he readied himself, a ray of light came in from one of the windows. He covered his eyes to block the light, as it was shining in his face, but then, he started to feel, strange, he felt refreshed, as if his energy was coming back to him. He took the shot, it swished into the net, silencing the crowd, that is, except for Jolyne. The home team brought the ball up, as they had no timeouts, Bronny hustled up the court for defense, this sudden surge of energy he had gotten was insane, it was like he had just got onto the court, that's how refreshed he was. He surveyed the offense, seeing what their play would be, the clock was ticking down, five, four, three, one of the players passed the ball to the corner, Bronny noticed it and sprinted to the player, the player shot, but Bronny leaped up, higher than he had ever jumped, and blocked the ball. The groans and despair of the crowd was drowned out by Jolyne's cheers, she ran down to the court and hugged Bronny, kissing him on the cheek, "you just go me twenty bucks!" She yelled, Bronny's team all gathered around him and picked him up, cheering him on. In the crowd, someone one watched Bronny intently, "it looks like he is a Stand user," the man said, "it looks like my prediction was correct, I should investigate further."
"You did good Dre," Bronny said, "you really brought us back from the drought," Dre rolled his eyes and nudged Bronny, "aye, if you were movin like you were on those last couple of plays, we wouldn't have been in a close game." Bronny and his teammates exited the building and went their separate ways, Bronny was again hugged by Jolyne, "come on Jolyne, I'm tired," Bronny said, Jolyne smirked and poked his cheek, "you did awesome out there!" She said, "I guess you were right about your skills!" LeBron came over and rubbed Bronny's head, "good playing out their kid," he said, Bronny chuckled and moved LeBron's hand, "come on dad." LeBron patted his shoulder and moved away, "let's get home, we still need to get ready for school tomorrow." Bronny and Jolyne looked at each other and groaned, school was starting tomorrow and they were not looking forward to it, "oh well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow Jolyne," Bronny said, "see ya," "see ya," Jolyne replied. Jolyne watched Bronny leave, she blushed a bit, all this hugging and stuff, it was making her feel, weird. She shrugged it off, "just in the moment," she thought to herself, as she turned to leave, she accidently bumped into someone, causing them both to fall. "H-Hey!" Jolyne snapped, "watch were you're fuckin-" Jolyne paused, the guy she bumped into looked at her, Jolyne blushed, this guy, was, hot. "sorry about that," the man said, "I tend to space out sometimes." The man stood up and helped Jolyne up, "uh, yeah, d-don't worry about it," Jolyne replied, chuckling, "I wasn't paying attention, that's all." The man nodded and turned to leave, "h-hey wait," Jolyne said, the man stopped and turned, "my names Jolyne by the way," she said, the man nodded, "Joshua, I'll be seeing you soon Jolyne." Jolyne watched as Joshua walked away, as he walked, she noticed something, a star like shape on his neck, "is that?" She muttered, she peered at her neck, the same star, "hey, wait Josh, I-" He was gone, Jolyne looked around, but she couldn't see him, "I have the same star as him," Jolyne said, "who is this Joshua?"