I was in a nice enough suite. I saw that priestly looking guy say I was Yoshikage Kira. And then I went back out. Should I say something? No. I'm committing fraud technically, but they don't seem to know he's a ghost. I decided to walk out of my room. The mansion I was in had halls that didn't look too hard to traverse. I walked down to what appeared to be the main hall.

"Oh, you're up already? It's been 8 hours since you've been out. You really do keep to all your schedules."

"Actually, I was half unconscious when you told me you thought I was Yoshikage Kira. I am not. I live in this normal town called Morioh, and then I was going to Europe for some business, but then everyone on my plane turned into zombies, and then I blew myself out of the back of the plane with my ability. Man, my life has been weird since that ability came up." That was a start I could work with.

"Oh. Do you know anyone by the name of Josuke Higashikata?" Idea.

"I ran into him once, and that's about when the trouble began," I said. "I was walking to the hospital one day because I had accidentally cut myself badly cutting vegetables. When I see this kid. He's short, standing next to a tall girl. This kid tried to attack me. Somehow, I summoned this weird white floaty dude, and then I beat him. This other teenager came along, and attacked too. Him punching me fixed my wounds somehow. Then I ran into Kishibe Rohan. I ran into a couple of other teenagers. Then someone tried to attack me, asking about some dude's ability."

"Have you met a man named Jotaro Kujo?"

"That's the guy everyone seems to assume I know the ability of. I do have his stand on here. But it just says that it copies the ability of someone really strong that he fought. Useless to me, I already copy stands."

"How did you meet Yoshikage Kira?" This was the easiest part yet.

"Everyone thinks I'm that guy. I met a guy once who walked through a wall. Then I got Killer Queen. I'd bet it's the ghost."

"Oh, so he's a ghost now? Interesting."

I was getting the feeling he wasn't really buying it.

"Here's all the stands I've got." Echoes. Love Deluxe. Crazy Diamond. My Chemical Romance. Heaven's Door. Star Platinum. Thriller. Pearl Jam. The Hand. Whitesnake. Whitesnake?

"Do I have permission to tap on yours? Doing that shows what a stand does."

"Only after I look at Star Platinum." He tapped it again. It said what it said last time. Gave as little information as before.

"Is that permission enough?"

"Sure." Whitesnake is a long range stand that can be controlled by the user. It can eject DISCs that contain memories and stand abilities from a target.

Strong. But that was all I came here for. Should I run? No, someone attacked my plane. He might even already know my story is false. It would be better to get a way abroad. Or find some way to secretly take this guy out? Dang.

Of course. I haven't even pledged loyalty yet. I could simply ask to leave when prompted. I'd get out.

"Your first assignment is in Bermuda." It was an hour later. I'd been sitting in my room.

"When did I sign up?" I asked.

"When you decided not to leave. The door was open."

"I was being polite."

"You know too much. It's simple. You work here or die."

Well fuck. "What do I need to do?"

"You see these two? They're taking a plane out from Bermuda in 24 hours. To Morioh." Morioh? That's home free. If I end up there, I can tell Jotaro. And those are my parents.

"So do I protect the plane?"

"No. We've got someone else. You two kill them, pretend to be them, then crash the plane into the Morioh Grand Hotel. Your ability should let you get out of there, so you'll be fine." So my parents were being targeted for some reason?

"Sir, those are my parents. I can't reasonably kill them."

"You or them. They've seen something we did."

It was the opportune moment. Whitesnake at 20%. I grabbed for as much memory as I could and ran out. The man seemed fogged for a moment. Then, he saw me and chased. I had no idea what the DISC I held did or how to use it, but I figured I'd learn.

I flew out the window, landing on another building. I didn't look back. I knew if I did, I'd see him. And I might trip. But I looked in the middle of a jump, and saw him flying through the air at me. Like he used his stand to jump. I saw that and used my stand to flip off the back of the roof into a bicycle kick towards the guy.

He spewed acid out of his stand. That was weird. Seeing a bottle of Coke on the ground, I shot the cap at him and put some into MCR. "Fight fire with fire they say." I knew it wouldn't be lethal, but the acid would sting.

"They're right," he said, shoving a DISC into his stand and shooting fire. My arm was bound to the wall, while the other grabbed my screen and threw it at the man in blue. "What was that?"

He knew to dodge out of the way as my stand reformed and punched into the wall, but he probably didn't expect me to sever my hand. I kicked off of the wall, guarded with my stand, and threw a punch. During that period I had changed 20 to Whitesnake and a couple points into Echoes. I used gravity on his right elbow, and grabbed for the fire stands DISC. I went for an arm sweep next, to insert the disc the way it came in while getting another shot.

That fire stand, Magician's Red II, was apparently owned by a chicken, according to the accompanying description. It had added 40 percent! I quickly deduced: if I can take 20% with 20%, and he had two stands inside of him, I took 20% of the total of 200%, 40%. I reallocated with my newfound boost.

"Die!" He screamed, pulling a gun. I couldn't block the left-handed shot, which had hit my crotch area. The pain was horrible. But I kept trying. I threw a barrage with my stand, trying to get him off me. He pulled out his disc, trying to put another in, but I grabbed the rest. He pulled out another, and got it in. Suddenly he was gone.

I was fucked.

Thank you for reading this far. I've got more chapters coming, and here we officially start the second half.