Plot: (
[AAU, uses the 1993-1994 and 2000-2002 OVAs produced by A.P.P.P, as well as the lost 2007 movie produced by the same studio instead of the canon manga or the anime adaption of said manga produced by David Productions for Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. as well Seasons 1-3 of the anime and the EX novel for High School DxD mixed in with characters, events and factions in Shimai Maou no Testament as well as canon characters and events after Volume 3 of the canon DxD light novel.
The history of the human world is the same as in Code Geass' canon, but the discovery of the ancient Drag Rides by an archaeological team which a certain bouncy rabbit had joined to get away from the Orimura clan helped deepen a rift between the decadent aristocracy and the overstretched military of the Holy Brittanian Empire, which came to a head with the assassination of Marianne in her own home...]
For most people, starting high school is an opportunity to expand their social circle and make the most of their fleeting youth.
For 'Kujo Jotaro', a reluctant delinquent turned amateur exorcist in training and would be hero by night, it meant constant trips to a psychiatrist for PTSD caused by having to kill an evil pseudo-vampire who was trying to wipe out the young man's entire family due to some stupid dispute between the jackass and his ancestor, martial arts training in order to get a hold of this weird new ability he had gained from slaying said evil blood-sucker; [and realizing the cute girl in your kung fu class might be the crazy princess from the Great White North whom you pissed off as a child] and having to deal with an almost legendary folk hero status among the lower income demographic of the ultra-exclusive private school you attend because you beat the ever living shit out of some spoiled brats trying to imitate the Godfather.
Needless to say, he'd dealt with the Yakuza and the Triads once, and these guys were not people whom you wanted to mess with if you wanted to live. How do you think the legend of the 'Kongo Banchou' got started in Tokyo?
Don't even get him started on the time his crazy grandpa's philandering literally made the front page of every reputable newspaper across the globe and he'd had to directly cleave his way through hordes of robe-wearing weirdoes who seemed to think that he was some sort of messiah of the 'magical world', [whatever dumb shit that was, the remains of DIO's minions in the sleepy suburb that was now his new home and a bat-shit crazy Stand User, just to clean up the whole thing before it spiraled out of control.
At least he was able to gain some level of control over this weird new ability he got sometime after defeating DIO and all these crazy Stand powers that seemed to be coming his way left and right, and a loyal handyman who seemed to have some knowledge of the supernatural. Though he had the feeling the mostly emotionless and bluntly honest whitette whom he just could help but think of as some kind of kitten in human form was hiding a lot more than her true gender...
Hopefully, a vacation in the Sunshine State would clear his mind...
[Alleyway]
[Miami, Florida]
[United States of America]
"Your evil deeds will end here, descendant of Johnathan Joestar!"
"I really don't have time for this bullshit,"
Everything just seemed to freeze for a moment, then the crazy man who appeared to be some sort of priest suddenly stiffened before exploding in a burst of gore and bone. [1]
The soft thud, thud of sneakers hitting the gravel of the alley betrayed the presence of the other person inside, who slowly emerged from the pitch-black murkiness of its corners. A soft sigh escaped the young man's lips, as he gave one final look at the mush of flesh, bone and blood that had once been his attacker before slowly making his way out of the darkness.
"Yare Yare Daze. I make a trip to this god-forsaken place to calm my nerves and now I'm neck deep in this supernatural a..t again," His black trenchcoat flapped softly in the soft breeze that had been blowing around the dark alley for quite a good while now.
His ruby-red eyes glowed briefly for a moment before a spectral hand emerged from his body and swiped at the remains, causing them to disappear with a strange sound. "These strange new Stand powers are pretty useful though. Can't complain about that,"
A small smirk graced his youthful face for a moment, as the exact details of how he had gained those abilities flashed past his mind. Though that weird dream about Rio-san, sorry his Imperial Highness Lute "Lulu" vii Britannia and the pretty boy prince's naive and ignorant little sister somehow surviving their banishment to what had been known as the Senkaku Islands by some great stroke of luck [now Area 11 of what remained of the British Empire, and the subsequent chaos and nihilistic destruction that was the war and the chaotic aftermath, and the former somehow managing to solve the Land of the Rising Sun's population issues due to his natural skill with the significant other, was something the teenage delinquent preferred not to think about.
No matter how he wanted to deny it, how much he wanted to believe that the unbelievably dense but good-natured boy and the bright-eyed little girl that had been the favored pair of Charles' never-ending brood of children had somehow managed to survive the war and chaos that the invasion of Senkaku had caused, the facts were just too damning.
The Joestar-Tatum heir had too much on his hand, staying out of the sight of these weird people who kept on trying to kidnap him under the claim that he was some sort of messiah figure to some supposed underground magical society who was 'neglecting his duty' by living as a 'filthy muggle', whatever the fuck that meant was already too much for him at the current moment. Ever since he had gotten those barrage of weird prank letters during that summer holiday at Aunt Velenia's summer retreat, these weirdoes had been consistently trying to kidnap and indoctrinate him into their cult, only being stopped by their absolute ignorance of modern society and the absolute maelstrom of insanity that was his family. [2]
These fools had no idea how a telephone operated, for crying out loud! He'd been able to defeat a death squad apparently sent to 'eliminate' him for breaking one of the 'rules' of their silly cult i.e, being an ordinary law-abiding citizen with no record of criminal behavior or engaging in destructive criminal activities hidden under the guise of childish fantasy with just his weak {at the time} hand to hand skills and the then unknown help of Star Platinum.
Plus that weird old man who was trying too hard to cosplay as a villainous version of Gandalf...even the mere mention of him gave the (unknowingly blood-adopted) son of Mark Tatum and Jennifer Holly Joestar the creeps. They had never actually met each other and George doubted that the man actually knew who he was, but the Joestar heir had found himself having to run and hide whenever the bearded old creep made an appearance.
Something deep within him, whatever primal instinct that remained after years of good breeding, just screamed at the young man to remain hidden whenever the old man was around. To be fair, 'Jotaro' had actually foiled quite a number of kidnappings and attempted assassinations in recent times, but he doubted that he would ever be ready to take on the eccentric elder.
That man...George suppressed a scowl at the memory of the instigator of most of his long-standing problems. Shaking his head at the mishmash of weirdness and strange things that was his life and family, the young man put that particular issue behind him and decided to continue with his vacation.
Half a continent away...
[Hyoudou Mansion]
[Kuoh, Kyoto]
[Dai Nihon Teikoku]
"That's...so unfair!"
The normally straight-laced and prudish daughter of the Emiya-Eizenbern household was behaving like a maiden in love, which was quite unusual considering the fact that the young girl was not known for being so emotional when it came on to matters of the heart.
In fact, the servants assigned to guard over her and keep the house neat and tidy were starting to worry about their ward's mental health, as the whitette middle schooler would spend all day cooped up in her room doing nothing but an illustrative duty for her temporary employer and sometimes a few live streams, for the benefits of her legions of loyal fans.
But, or as so it appeared, the current situation had provoked a strong emotional response in the normally silent and reserved girl. Namely, because her beloved brother had been revealed to be a player who had been making quite the impression with the ladies at his school and beyond. And to make matters worse, the other women didn't seem too happy at being interrupted in their love-making session with the only boy in the Hyoudou family. [3]
"S... Sagiri-chan?! W..what are you doing here... shouldn't you be in bed at this point in time?" Issei vainly tried to cover himself and conceal what he had been doing from his normally reserved younger sister, however, Ilya wasn't going to allow him to avoid paying the consequences for his infraction.
No matter what anyone else thought or said, her beloved onii-chan was hers, and hers alone! Even if he had been quite unfaithful as time passed by...
(A certain delinquent Joestar heir, sharp-mouthed lemon bread-loving faux phoenix, and former child prodigy turned cynical sadomasochist all shivered for a brief moment before going about their business at their respective locations)
Well, the vertically challenged hikikomori supposed she could share a little this time.
It wasn't as if Issei-onii was involved in anything bad, like being the servant of some secret magical society or secretly being some sort of long-lost Prince. No way, that only happened in the cheesy novels she illustrated for, rom com and manga and anime.
If only she knew what she was getting herself into...
Back in the sunshine state...
[Speedwagon Foundation HQ]
[Metropolitian Sector, Miami]
"So my grandson decided that he's booking to the Sunshine State for the summer, huh? And he's already started making waves...guess I can't blame him for that since that priest was up to no good anyways.
We were watching that bastard for a long time but couldn't get anything...plus with the after-effects of the war still going on it would lead to some rather...unpleasant revelations. Though I don't approve of my grandson's methods, I understand his reasoning.
Does he know the truth about our situation with DIO, about the Ripple and Spin?"
The seemingly frail, doddering old man let out a sigh as he removed a foot from the desk and took a good look at the rather strangely dressed young woman in front of him. Although he was getting up in age and his judgment wasn't what it was 20 years ago, he was no fool and tried his best to keep up with what was currently going on in the world.
It was how he was able to maintain his strength and vigor at an age when younger men were terminally bedridden.
The fact that he was the last official practitioner of the art known as Hamon in the tongue of Nihon, was also a contributing factor to the sharp businessman's longevity. You didn't become the major corporate and financial power in New York, and maintain that position despite all the challenges such a situation entailed, without having some major brains. [4]
Being quick on his feet and tactical was what had allowed him to defeat the Pillar Men after all.
Contrary to popular opinion, the man once known as the grandson of Johnathan Joestar was neither an ignorant fool nor a self-righteous playboy. He had lived long enough to know that there were things so dangerous they should be kept from human sight, and acted accordingly.
Why do you think he had allowed Holly to live a normal life without pressing her on why she had run away, or how she had been able to 'miraculously' conceive despite having an issue with her womb?
He hadn't gotten to see George Jr until that time Holly had called him that cloudy Wednesday afternoon and the boy was as rebellious and trouble-prone as they come, but he'd be dammed if the boy wasn't quick on his feet.
It was a shame that the knowledge of Ripple and the truth about the Jack the Ripper murders had to die with the elderly adventurer.
There was just too much at stake and too many greedy people in this cruel world to let such an incredible power be out in the open.
Hopefully, that primordial monster, the beast who had created the monstrosities known as Stone Masks was truly among the deceased...and with DIO slain, his minions mopped up and the insane priest who was the lynchpin in the flamboyant vampire's plans now hopefully burning in the flames of eternal torment, Johnathan, the Zepplis and the countless others that had fallen prey to DIO's mad ambitions could finally rest in peace.
Though if the rumors he was hearing from his sources in the former UK had indeed a grain of truth again, the arcane would again raise its ugly head.
He just hoped that he would have done his best in preparing for the coming challenges ahead, and not foisting them off on the younger generation without giving them a chance to prepare.
The white-haired 'boy' that was currently impatiently fidgeting with the sleeves and chest section of her training gi narrowed her yellow eyes before letting out a sound akin to a low growl. Joseph was snapped out of his funk by the sound and quickly bolted upright, trying to remember what exactly he had asked for.
"Don't worry about it, ero-Jiji," The last honorific caused the disgraced Duke to frown for a moment, before remembering whom he was standing in front of. "Jotaro-san..no, George Jr-sama has no idea about what really happened between Johnathan and this DIO character, or the true nature of the Ripple and Spin.
All he knows is that DIO was an evil villain who wanted his family dead for some unknown reason and that his gift with the Ripple is some sort of strange power that awakened when he defeated that monster.
Should I inform him of the truth behind that power and the history our two arts have had with each other?
No offense Joseph-san, but DIO and his crew were only the tip of the iceberg that is the supernatural. When Jotaro-san was in the Middle School section of Mahora, his teacher for the second year was the Thousand Master's only daughter and youngest legitimate child, pretending to be an illegitimate son of her father in order to investigate a case of a supernatural creature on the compound.
Since I assume you are relatively up to date with the mundane world despite your status with the English peerage and aristocracy, I will make matters easier for you.
The man, no legend known as the Thousand Master back when the British Empire still lived and the likes of Dumbeldore roamed the earth, is known to the mundane world as Lord Weasely-Gremory, the current owner of the Flying Ford empire of automotive dealerships and only one of many self-imposed exiles from the wasteland that was once called the British magical world..."
The girl known as Tojou Koneko to the students and staff of Mahora Academy would have continued speaking if she hadn't been interrupted by Joseph clearing his throat. "Whoa, whoa, there. Wait a minute, girly. You said that Lord Weasely-Gremory's daughter, who is now pretending to be his dead son from one of his mistresses, taught my grandson at this...Mahora Academy?"
"Koichi" froze at her true gender being exposed so casually by this strange Englishman-turned-American, but quickly regained her composure and returned to her usual emotionless self.
Although she wasn't even supposed to be working for the Joestars in the first place, the rude, annoying but brutally honest Joestar heir had rescued her from being killed by Matsuda, no Okuyasu when she had decided to investigate the spate of weird events occurring in Kuoh.
The normally reclusive boy had been searching for his grandfather's bastard love child in the hopes of clearing up some issues that had popped up when the true extent of the latter's philandering had been discovered.
He'd already been on the run from hordes of British wizards that seemed to believe that he was the now missing 'Boy who Lived' and had cut a bloody swath through the so-called 'Death Eaters' who, with their so-called Lord exposed as a half-blood muggleborn, were greatly diminished in number.
The younger Joestar had quite literally stumbled into her bleeding near the gate of the desolate ruins that were the Nijimura compound and had quickly jumped in to save her from an enraged Matsuda, his Stand and Hamon blazing in rage and fury as he bombarded the clean-shaven lecher's position with flame covered, Emerald Splash.
Jotaro had then used his (admittedly) rudimentary knowledge of Hamon to heal the dying nekoshou's injuries before taking her up in a princess carry and making a fast dash for the nearest hospital.
While this might have been not the wisest of decisions it turned out to be quite prudent as the wizards started swarming like files to rotting meat upon sensing the usage of mana.
When they attempted to find and kidnap the supposed Boy who Lived, seemingly to return him to England, they somehow managed to stumble upon a horde of fallen, rouge exorcists and corrupted priests that had been hiding out in an abandoned church, working on an unknown project.
Shirone still didn't know what exactly what had happened, but Akeno had blurted out while having the usual girl talk with Rias' and Aika, that some idiot among the wand wavers had blurted out that their supposed hero had been 'seduced by Satan' after realizing who exactly they'd had the misfortune to interrupt. As expected, the carrion eaters did not take kindly to that insult and fists had been drawn (and spells cast). [5]
Meanwhile, the object of their attention was safe inside the relative security of the waiting room of the local ER ward, blissfully unaware of the chaos that he had unknowingly helped create.
The fallout from that had been almost comical to watch because the notorious Freed Seltzen had been an unfortunate casualty of that brawl; her husband's little nest of ever-expanding lovers and wives had increased by three crows. Though it was funny to see Rias and Raynare fighting over Issei-kun while he remained blissfully ignorant of what was going on around him.
The look on the supposed Harem King's face when Kiba, Matsuda, and Motohama dragged him into the rather large master bedroom of the ORC clubhouse where a certain arrogant Phenix's former peerage, the fallen he had rescued from the little war the wizards' stupidity had caused, a blushing but expectant Kendo club and an ORC ridden mad with frustration due to the Hyoudou's ignorance of their advances towards him awaited the brown-haired youth on the gigantic bed that was the cornerstone of the room before quickly dashing out of the room and locking the door behind them was something to see. [7]
It was a good thing the blonde swordsman had spelled the room with noise-canceling magic beforehand and the building had been rebuilt to be soundproof, so what happened next was just chalked up to Issei being his usual nerdy self, the ORC being the weirdoes they were known as, and the Kendo club taking a few minutes off for extra training.
Being occupied with trying to figure out the mystery of the Arrows that DIO and now Okuyasu and his unwitting lackey, the psychopathic monster known only as the Hand Taker to the Police and media had utilized in their attempts to wreak havoc and misery wherever they went, and trying to locate the rather bombastic and exceedingly eccentric college basketball star the short stack nekoshou knew somewhat vaguely as "Shitori Kanbaru" before Matsuda either returned for revenge for the humiliation the Joestar heir had given him twice or the bald-headed track star's pet slasher got out of control, "Koneko" hadn't initially known what had happened that afternoon, when the two perverts had roped in the kendo girls into the plan by doing their usual peeping and leading the girls to Rias' office where they were met by a sympathetic Kiba.
It was when the white-haired girl noticed that her mistress seemed to be constantly limping all the time and had a strange glow around her recently that she put two and two together and figured out what had happened.
When that naïve bookworm Sona (or Hanekawa, whatever the heck the Sriti heir went by these days) had accidentally revealed the full extent of her feelings for the Red Dragon Emperor in front of Kiba, Shirone had made sure to cleverly disguise her presence and join the second group of girls consisting of the female members of the Student Council, the third member of the infamous Pervert Trio Kiryuu Aika, and some rather adventurous members of Mio-chan's...sorry "'Nigel Springfield'"s class that were disappointed their cute teacher was actually a girl of elementary school age that had been selected for a "session" with the slightly dense but good-natured brown haired bishonen pretending to be an ignorant lecher.
Somehow, some way Matsuda found out about the unwanted interloper in the mass dates he had arranged for his best friend and decided to retaliate by sending his stooge killer to attempt to hurt the Joestar heir where it hurt the most. Note the emphasis on the word attempt, because the trenchcoat wearing delinquent had been preparing for the probability of such an event happening.
The assassin sent to take out Kanbaru and her mother hadn't even reached the door of the Higashikaita home before he was marked and bagged by a spec ops team Jotaro had "borrowed" from the Speedwagon Foundation that had been watching the house on the reclusive delinquent's orders.[6]
The local hit squad of mixed wizards and low-level minions of DIO believing that they were working on the boss' orders were disposed of personally by the boy himself, without even using a hint of magic or Stand abilities to rub salt onto the gaping wound that had been dealt that was Okuyasu's mountainous ego, before the combined assault of specially selected SAT teams, 'private security' men from the Speedwagon Foundation and the local Army battalion pretty much annihilated the remainder of the once formidable army Okuyasu had built up in Kuoh over the years. [8]
Jotaro himself had taken on the man known as Yoshikage Kira in his mundane life, tag teaming the murderous bastard with Shirone who was still posing as 'Koichi', the ignorant Mahora first year.
The reincarnated nekoshou suppressed a small smile as she allowed herself to recall that particular day.
(Flashback)
Yoshikage Kira, the monster who was known as the Hand Taker by the media and unwitting minion of Nijimura Okuyasu in the latter's mad quest for revenge on the Joestar bloodline, suppressed a scowl as he stared at the two strange children who were interrupting his mission. Normally he wouldn't have cared less if some idiot trying to look cool got in his way, however, the delinquent brat that seemed to be the more street-smart of the two had some weird Stand that kept on blasting punches every time he tried to get close to the brat.
Plus those weird spiral attacks that the short white-haired boy accompanying the delinquent kept on spamming as soon as the salaryman tried to move in for the kill, made it literally impossible for the bomb-using serial killer to advance beyond his initial position.
All he wanted to do was to collect his darlings and live an ordinary life, but it seemed that even this small privilege had been denied to the blonde desk jockey moonlighting as a serial killer.
He suppressed another curse as he dodged yet another glass bomb thrown by that strange purple stand used by the would-be banchou, and the sound of rubber grinding against gravel screeched through the normally quiet community as he found himself skidding from a well-placed kick thrown by the dwarfish white haired young boy.
H..how can this be? was the only thought going through Kira's racing mind as he desperately tried to break the deadlock he had found himself in since getting ambushed by these two weirdoes. These brats haven't even left high school, and they're treating me, Yoshikage Kira, as if I were nothing more than a mere annoyance to be dealt with at any time! This cannot be! There's just no way...
This frantic overthinking would cost him the battle, as one of Star Platinum's 'explosive knives' was able to slip past Killer Queen's bombs and land a direct hit on the feline Stand's abdomen, detonating with a loud bang that could be heard for miles. The insane killer was sent flying down the road near an ambulance sent to investigate the situation, landing with a catatonic explosion that destroyed a good portion of the street and the fences near it.
He didn't even notice the telltale crackling, that in the mind of anyone who knew what he was looking at, or what was going on, of heavy amateur usage of Ripple, or the snap, snap of fingers cracking a few meters away from his position. But Kira was able to gather enough strength to shakily rise to his feet and summon a heavily damaged Killer Queen, his feet wobbling with each pain-wracked step his wrecked body took.
"Bet you can't..." He didn't get to finish as his entire world appeared to suddenly slow down before coming to an abrupt stop. The blonde man attempted to move his body, to get some sort of response from his limbs but it was already over.
When the police had finished doing a forensic analysis of what remained of the once-feared serial killer, they found that the individual pieces of the body had been torn apart by what appeared to be multiple types of blades all being slashed at the same time.
(End Flashback)
'Koneko' suppressed a small smile when that particular memory went through her mind. After his little insurrection had been literally nipped in the bud by the collaboration between the Joestar heir and the current disciple of the forgotten art of Nejimaki-ken [Spiral Fist], Nijimura had become quite cooperative, providing them with what little information he knew about the origins of the Arrows and even helping them to clean up a few Stray Devil problems that Kuoh had been having for the past few decades.
The three teenagers also mopped up what remained of the British magicals both light and dark, and the rouge exorcists that remained after the brawl that had occurred just outside the church. The light swords and primitive plasma blasters used by the latter were collected, placed in special containers and sent to a local Speedwagon Foundation base for study and examination.
Sadly, neither the nekoshou nor the banchou were able to discover the reason for what the rebellious youth thought were a bunch of crazy priests setting up shop on the outskirts of the sleepy Kuoh suburb. Shirone did provide some of what they had discovered to Rias during the usual one-on-one sessions the seductive redhead had with her peerage, which helped crimp the debut of a certain human supremacist group in the supernatural and accelerate an unwanted family reunion due to Star Platinum knocking out the Rook's estranged older sister with one good punch before she could ambush the duo during one particularly nasty pest extermination exercise.
The look on Hanekawa's, Rias' and 'Nigel'/Mio's faces when the unconscious form of the 'murderous stray cat' floated over to the space near Rias' desk in the office of the ORC, tied up in purple spectral vines humming with Ripple with no visible spell work or physical presence moving the body was something to see. The blonde idiot that was the Student Council President's Pawn getting laid out by a simple flick of Star Platinum's finger after he made a snide comment about Koneko's state of undress was good to see.
The rest of middle school continued normally after that, apart from the adventures 2-A had due to Mio's status in the magical world and the idiots constantly after the then elementary school-age kid genius due to her being the Thousand Master's daughter.
The initially hostile relationship between Heir Weasley and the future Duke of Joestar eventually cooled down as time passed, due to Jotaro beating down the hordes of wizards, magi and just plain old delinquents that were assaulting the small red-headed girl posing as a short young man. While the adopted son of Jennifer Holly Joestar and Mark Tatum never received a Pacto or became an official member of the magical community, many conspiratorially minded persons in the mundane world noted that when the Arena Zone martial arts competition was instituted after the Passione Crisis in the Kingdom of Naples, the biggest backers were the SPWF, Joestar Institute for Unexplained Happenings and the Gremory Charity for Disadvantaged Persons.
Koneko herself would go on to have a long and fufiling life,
[1] How the aftereffects of being bombarded with the OVA version of Star Platinum in requiem mode during time stop would look like to the outside world.
[2] The British magical world, despite being the in-universe version of the infamous 'City of London' and its tremendous influence in international affairs due to the machinations of some of its more prominent members over the years, is shown to be stuck in the Victorian ages both socially, technologically and physically. If even Arthur Weasley in canon was awed by a rubber duck and a simple car in OTL 1990s England, then the backward British wizards would be left in the dust in an alternate 1960s where Europe from Iceland to the Urals is united under the benevolent, caring eyes of the SPD and the German and Austrian Kaisers, and British imperial glory and the social norms that come with it are treated the same way as Mussolini's ambitions of reviving the Roman Empire in our world.
Let us not forget, that the Joestar family and the events occurring around its members are noted to be a maelstrom of weirdness and zany adventures that would beat even the best page-turning fantasy, plus their connections and 'friends' in high places all over in the canon source material.
In short, the wizards have essentially struck the killing blow to their society and way of life by constantly pursuing the 'Boy who Lived', even if they have no idea of this as yet.
[3] The EX light novel written to provide some lore for the BORN anime of DxD is definitely canon in this version of events. With all the women Lelouch, Issei, Akito, Shirou, Koyumi and [] manage to attract in their daily life, there is no way that these guys ain't getting some sexy time from the various ladies they encounter.
[4] Joseph might be a foolhardy knave and a Cassanova even in his old age, but he's no fool.
[5] Instead of the usual Issei dates Raynare and gets killed, then revived by Rias after he accidentally summons the Gremory heiress routine, Rias instead revives Issei after one of the usual beatings by the Kendo club goes too far and proceeds to try and seduce him in the hopes that he will return her affections. By the time Raynare is assigned to seduce Issei, the British wizards have managed to locate their 'savior'
[6] Considering what type of institution the Speedwagon Foundation is and the close relationship its founder had with the Joestar patriarchs, this is what would logically happen when Angelo made his move.
[7] The dense but lovable protagonist is a staple of romance, ecchi and harem animanga since at least the 1980s and I find it absolutely abhorrent. As a result, I will try my best not to use it here.
[8] Considering the connections the Nijimura family had to DIO and his sick plans and how Kira got Killer Queen thanks to their carelessness, it is safe to assume that either Nijimura senior or Okuyasu, unaware of DIO's defeat at the hands of Jotaro, would have created a 'reserve force' for use in case of a emergency.
Of course the Speedwagon Foundation and the Joestar heir, not disabled by plot induced stupidity and the need for novelty at the expense of common sense and critical thinking which created the former, quickly decypher these schemes and put them to rest before they can be implemented.