It was a small alleyway near an apartment complex, grey with numbers adorning it. In that alleyway, a woman called at the top of her lungs, "Help! Help! He-" the voice became muffled after that, as one of the villains put his hand on her mouth.
"Hey, hey! No calling out. Look, just give us your purse and well let you go, no harm, no foul." The villain was a regular-looking thug, black shades hung over his eyes, a smug expression worn on his lips. "You two, surround her, make sure she can't escape!"
"Hold it right there! Unhand that woman." A voice called out from behind them. Behind them, they saw a man of blue hair, a long, muscular, and lean stature, high boots, and large arm gloves. It was Jonathan Joestar, the gentleman hailing from England.
"Yeah, or what? You're going to karate chop me?" one of the other villains called out. The back of his bent inwards and met a point, forming a triangle in the back of his head. All of a sudden he felt a heavy blow to his stomach, sending him high up.
"Of course not. Just a simple punch will do," came from another man, standing behind him. He wore a black coat, with a gold chain. "Now leave her alone."
"Woah! When did that purple dude appear?" came from the third villain, who had the same physique as the second villain, except for the fact that his head was circular in the back, and his ears were much larger than that of a regular person.
"What?! You mean you can see my Stand?! Tell me, are you a Stand User as well?!"
"A Stand? That funky purple dude is a Stand? What are those?"
"Hmph. If you don't know what it is, then how can you see it?"
"I guess I'll just have to fix your eyesight so you don't see anything", came from another teenager in the area. He had a blue jacket, giving way to a yellow shirt in the center. His coat donned a peace sign on it, and his hair was combed into the shape of a pompadour. His name was Josuke Higashikata.
"As if!" the villain with circular head remarked, "All your silly hair's gonna do is get in the way."
Uh-oh. Bad move.
Josuke went from 0 to 100 in less than 2 seconds and exploded, "What did you say about by hair?!"
A new man emerged from the crowd. His hair was thin except for the center, who was combed over. His face showed a huge X-shape scar, and his coat donned money signs and the word Million on his shoulder. It was Josuke's best friend, Okuyasu Nijimura.
"Oi, Josuke. Allow me to give you some help in sending this punk into the atmosphere."
Okuyasu used his Stand, The Hand, to scrape the space between him and the thug. In the blink of an eye, the thug was only a few steps away from the teens.
"Alright Josuke, let 'em have it!"
"Thanks Okuyasu! You know, if you hate my hair so much, why don't we see if it looks good on you?"
With a strong punch, Josuke's Stand, Crazy Diamond, brought a semi-hard punch to the guy's forehead, but not enough to kill him though.
"Hah! That wasn't painful at all. You sure are weak."
"Give it a second. You should start feeling the effects soon."
With that, an orange-yellow light began to glow around the thug's head. On half of the bald plate on his head, hair began to grow, from pores he didn't know he had. His hair emerged into an Elvis-style pompadour, similar to that of Josuke's. Panic swept over the villain, shocked at what just came of that punch.
"Ai! My beautiful bald plate, ruined!" Anger pushed the pain aside and made him infuriated. "You all are gonna pay! Now have a load of my Quirk, Supersonic!"
From the plate on his head, heavy sonic waves blasted out. The hair he had just grown became disheveled and fell to the ground. The waves deafened most of the group, down on their knees, except for one.
His hair was slightly distorted, but he stood tall. His hair was green, strayed to the side. A green headband wrapped around his head, and earrings of pens. He had white pants and a purple trench coat, a green jacket on top. Hailing from Morioh, the manga artist Rohan Kishibe stood against the sonic waves.
"Heaven's Door! Stop this fool!" Rohan called out to his Stand, a small white figure, with a humanoid face, and a white hat. The man's face started to break into small lines, and those lines spread out. They gave way to pages, text evenly spread out, like a book. The waves slowly dissipated, the disturbance lulled, and the thug slowly fell, unconscious in movement.
"What?! One of my guy's punched in the stratosphere, and another's lying unconscious? I gotta get out of here!", the villain with glasses shrieked. His goons were some of the strongest he knew, and they were taken out with such ease. There was no way he stood a chance.
"You're not leaving any time soon!" cried the blue-shirted man. "Now let the evil in you subside with the taste of my Hamon!"
In a split second, feet right in front of Jonathan, the villain took the woman's hand, transferred it to her shoulders, and placed her body right in front of his, a human shield.
Jonathan stopped, the Hamon in his hand dissipated. But the fist remained. A loud clenching sound could be heard from the material in his gloves. It started to move.
"You...bastard…" he whispered
"Huh?" The villain remarked. "What's wrong? I'm using a human shield? Come now, all's fair in the game of villainy, isn't it? Come now, she doesn't mind."
That statement was infected with lies. The woman was shaking, sweating profusely, on the edge of crying. In an attempt to call for help, she yelled at the top of her lungs:
Iiiiiiiiiiiiizuuuuuukuuuuuu!
Jotaro's eyes ignited in realization. That's part of the name I got from the voice. And other than that annoying loud scream, it sounds exactly like the voice I heard.
"No…"
"What? Speak louder, you stupid brat."
Jothan's sudden, quiet tone was replaced with a loud and harsh yell.
"It's that you are willing to risk an innocent woman's life for the sake of your own profit. You may think you have the higher ground, but think again! Zoom Punch!"
As he said that, the life energy began to course around his arm, following the path of the veins. He sent his hand out and it extended to a superhuman length, reaching around the woman, and hitting the foe right on his left cheek. It was a devastating blow that left a small burn on the villain and knocked him unconscious. He fell with a heaping thud, his hands letting go of the lady's shoulders as he collapsed.
As that happened, another scream echoed through the sky. The villain Jotaro punched from earlier came with a heavy thud near the dumpster, full with trash. His head seemed to have stars around it, showing himself to be dizzy.
"Hmph. It's about time he returned from his flight," Jotaro remarked.