Eddy's latest half-baked get-rich-quick scheme was, quite literally, falling out fast. After learning in science class that coal can be turned into diamonds, he immediately grabbed Ed and Edd and started digging. While Edd praised Eddy for doing away with the maliciousness that usually plagues their scams, he was against choosing Rolf's front yard as their mine.

After a few minutes of Ed digging, they had broken into a cavern of some kind. Unfortunately, Edd had dropped the flashlight, so they could only see each other. They had been falling for a mere few seconds, but it had felt like hours. The Eds were bickering, all pointing fingers at each other for whose fault it was. That was until Ed crashed through something made of metal, bringing the rest of the Eds with him. As they fell through the 'vertical slide' as Ed called it, they came to a sudden yet silent stop. Looking around, Edd whispered to the Eds that they must have fallen into Rolf's plumbing. They were in a place that looked like the rest of the cavern they'd fallen into, though this had overhead lighting.

There was a gymnasium pattern on the flat stone platform floor.

Standing on one end of the platform was Rolf, shirtless and determined. The Eds realized that this was Rolf's underground lair, which they had visited briefly only once. From the way Rolf looked, he probably didn't see the Eds. On the other end of the arena was a softball launching machine. Suddenly, the machine turned on and chucked a flurry of softballs at Rolf. As the Eds winced in anticipation, all the balls were knocked past Rolf, as if some invisible force was preventing him from being hit. The whole time he was snaking around his body without moving his feet. Then, one of the balls stopped mid-air, and was launched back at the machine, which exploded into a pile of debris. Rolf just stood there, unmoving.

Finally, Eddy's curiosity got the best of him, and he jumped out of the wall and sprinted at Rolf. It was at this point that Rolf had realized the Eds' presence. Eddy had leapt into the air, ready to tackle Rolf to prevent him from escaping. Instead, Eddy felt as though he was being punched by a large, invisible fist. Rolf tried to make a break for it, only to be grabbed by Ed. Powerful as Rolf was, he knew he couldn't escape Ed. With a sigh of defeat, he looked at the Eds. Eddy, still recovering from his gut wrench, was first to speak up. "Listen up, Stretch. We want to know everything and we want to know now. Refuse, and I'm digging up the phone and returning it."

Rolf gulped, knowing full well that Eddy doesn't make empty threats. "Alright Ed-boys, I'll tell you. I only ask that you keep an open mind. Especially you, Double D Ed boy." Edd looked mildly surprised. "Why me?" "Because Rolf knows that Double D won't believe what he can't see." Double D nodded, trying to honor Rolf's request.

"What you have just witnessed is my Stand. A Stand is a manifestation of one's psyche, a projection of the soul if you will. They act as an extension of oneself, since any damage onto one is damage onto the other. The only things that can hurt Stands are other Stands or Stand users. To non-Stand users, Stands are invincible and invisible. That is why you perceived Rolf's Stand as an invisible force. They are your guardian angels, like superpower ghosts you can control."

The Eds all gasped, with expressions that quickly went from shock, to denial, to pondering and to wanting. Eddy slowly turned to Rolf. "Hey Rolfy-boy, how would we get a Stand?" "Either be born with it encoded in your DNA, or be pierced or cut by this" Rolf pulled out an ornate arrowhead, with a gold body and silver edge, purple and mint green carvings, as well as a light carving of a polar bear with blue edges.

Before Rolf could stop him, Eddy grabbed the arrowhead and slashed it across he and the other Eds' hands. A surge of pain rushed through each of their bodies, with Rolf looking on in terror. In the blink of an eye, their wounds disappeared, and Rolf breathed a massive sigh of relief. Eddy gave him a confused look. "What's up with you, stretch? Didn't you show us the arrow so we could use it?" Rolf snatched the arrow from him.

"Rolf did not finish saying that the arrow contains a deadly virus. It is instantly fatal to most, but some have a mostly insignificant trait that not only allows them to survive without injury, but to gain a Stand. It appears as though all of you are immune to the virus, and are now Stand users. To be certain; I will summon my Stand. Tell me if you see it."

Before the Eds could process that they could've died, a glowing cola-colored flamelike aura flickered into existence around Rolf. From his fingertips inward, a form took shape.

A mud brown bodysuit encased Rolf, leaving only his eyes exposed in a jaw shaped gap. In certain parts, slits of darker brown emerged, giving a vaguely zebra-like appearance. On each side of his collarbone and stretching above his head was a jagged hown, like the mandibles of a beetle, which was what must've been reflecting the softballs. On the back of his head was what appeared to be a breathing and speaking device, which took the form of a thin cylinder with two short, rock-like protrusions that reached towards the top of his head. Finally, a small tuft of Rolf's blue hair popped out from the top of the open maw around Rolf's eyes.

The Eds stared at him in awe. This was what a Stand could do? Ed was first to speak up. "Three questions, Rolf. Two, what's your superpower, and three, how do we summon our Stands?" Rolling his finger and ignoring Ed's mathematical illiteracy, he answered.

"This is Goin' Under, a close-range suit Stand. You see, Stands can take many forms. Goin' Under allows Rolf to walk on the underside of objects, even through solid ground, without worrying about falling or blood rushing to Rolf's head. But that is not what matters. Try summoning your Stands. Square-peg-in-round-hole Ed-boy should go first. Imagine a spirit manifesting itself from you."

Ed took a deep breath in and tried to force something out. His body ignited in an aura similar to Rolf's, though the color was a neon slime green. From his back emerged a translucent cyan ghost, with no legs and a foggy tail that trailed off into nothing. Thick, spectral arms connected to the torso. A head with a short neck attaches itself to the top of a torso. Snow white, bone-like armor curves around the arms, hands and upper body. Rib hooks rise above the shoulder and around the neck, as well as a few on the face. A jaw without the rest of the skull surrounds the head, lower jaw under the chin and upper jaw above the scalp. The teeth on the jaws were somewhat pointy, and the jaws were connected to the rib cage in the torso by a spine-like wire. The eyes were black, hollow abysses with a single, white point of light in the middle. It was a bit taller than Ed, though appeared even taller since it was floating a few inches above the ground. It wasn't muscular, but its arms looked like they could snap tree trunks.

The other Eds stared at the entity in shock. They had heard Rolf say that Stands could take many forms, but this ghost posing as a skeleton was a far cry from the image they had imagined.

Rolf, now out of Goin' Under nodded in approval. "Very nicely done! What shall you name the Stand that looks like Rolf's ancestors?" Ed went from in awe at his Stand to confused. "Name?" Rolf nodded. "Of course! Rare is the case in which a Stand is sentient enough to pick its own name. Now, what will you pick?"

Ed thought for a moment, assuming he could think, before getting a proud look in his eyes. "I dub thee, Thriller!" The spectral Stand, now named Thriller, pulled itself back into Ed's body. Rolf then made a 'you next' gesture at Edd.

Skeptical as he was, he had to admit that he was interested in what he saw. Focusing with all his might, a forest green aura surrounded him. The entity that came from him was much more humanoid than Thriller, though comparing it to a human would be quite the long shot. A thin yet box-like body with a large spherical head stands quite a bit taller than Edd. It looked a bit like an automaton, perhaps reflecting Edd's own interest in technology. Its metallic skin was a non reflective beige, with bits of thick, black chain-like armor on its fingers, wrists, ankles, elbows, knees, shoulders and a few places on the torso. The bulbous head had black rings around where its ears would be if it had any, and large goggles, also black rings with a bridge in between them encompassed the eyes. The eyes themselves were diagonal slits that bisected each of the goggle rings, pointed at an angle that, if one were to draw a line downward from each one, would make a perfect V at its chin. In the middle of each eye slit was a dim, white glow. Edd looked at it, and then himself, and then at Rolf with confusion. "As much as I don't want to believe this is happening, it feels very real."

Rolf nodded. "For now, what shall its name be?" Edd pondered this for a moment. He wanted a name that fit, but was also formal and creative. "My Stand's name will be Mr. Roboto, in reference to how his appearance resembles that of a robot." Mr. Roboto faded into Edd's body, and now all eyes were on Eddy. He smirked.

"Heh. I bet my Stand will be something super strong, with an awesome ability to boot!" With a deep breath in, he closed his eyes and focused. A brilliant, shining cherry red aura flickered around Eddy. His Stand appeared behind him, towering over a foot above Eddy. A suit of armor one might expect to see in old England, though not without its differences. The armor was quite bulky, especially considering Eddy's slim physique. Edd thought the Stand appeared far more armored than any knight, since he couldn't tell if the Stand was the armor or in the armor, and each plate of armor was precious metal, including Silver, Gold, Platinum and Palladium. Barely any chainmail showed from beneath the plates, though where it did, the chains were actually coins, all of which were very ornate and made of different metals, being Ruthenium, Iridium, Osmium and Rhenium. On the knees, elbows, shoulders, backside of hands, and all over the back were about 200 perfect gemstones, each one unique among the armor. In front of its face, the Stand held up a reflective blade staff with its left hand, as if taking an oath. The blades were Rhodium, and the staff itself was Indium. The knight then, in one swift motion, spun the staff to its right side, where two very ornate scabbards were strapped, one on top of the other. The blades neatly fell into the scabbard, and the Stand held the staff perpendicular to its face, revealing the staff to be shaped like a star. The staff then seemingly shortened itself into a single star, maybe half an inch thick. The knight flipped it like a coin at Eddy, who subconsciously caught and pocketed it. The scabbards on his hip disappeared, the blades along with it. The knight suddenly rose, leading everyone to realize it had been on one knee the whole time. It was now at least 6 feet tall, dwarfing Eddy and a good few inches taller than Ed. The helmet was a close helmet, of course made of precious metals, with the crest resembling a blade. Then, much to everyone's shock, it spoke. Its voice was clean and metallic, but also noble and antiquated, with an old British accent.

If stainless steel had a voice, this would be it. "Thank you for awakening me, your majesty." Eddy was dumbfounded. He remembered Rolf saying that Stand's usually don't have the sentience to choose their own name. If this knight could, that would make him feel all the more important. "Do you… have a name?" The knight nodded. "My name is Money, my liege, though as my king, you may call me what you wish." Eddy smirked. A super-ghost literally made of money that was unique among the unique and worshipped the ground he walked on? He could get used to this. Ed was confused as always, maybe a bit more so. Edd wasn't sure what he was expecting, but this looks about right. As for Rolf, he was just stunned out of his mind. Then, without Eddy giving an order, he walked over to where the other boys were standing and bowed.

"You are friends of my master, correct? A pleasure to make your acquaintance." He then returned to Eddy. "Assuming I have your permission, your grace, I would like to tell you my ability, yes?" Eddy nodded. Armor, strength, and a fancy weapon are one thing. This could be another thing altogether. "You see, your lordship, we can turn people and things into money. So long as you have some form of active currency, simply me or you slamming something into it will put it in the bill or coin. That said, enough struggle can allow someone to exit the money. We can also enter the money, but then it must be moved by someone else. However, it only works if you have that wallet on your person. By the way, that blade was just for show. I am much more proficient in hand-to-hand combat, so that shall be my main form of attack"

Eddy got the look in his eyes of someone who's distant uncle just died and left him a whole lot of everything, before he realized something. "Money, you said my wallet, but I didn't bring my wallet."

This was true. Eddy had his main getup, with his goldenrod shirt and blue jeans, as well as the delinquent-like modified uniform he would often wear to school. Peach Creek High didn't have uniforms anymore, but Eddy had his brother's from when he went there, and with a few tweaks by Eddy, it was cutting edge fashion. But in his third get-up, being overalls, safety jacket and hard hat, he didn't bring his wallet with him. Money let out a hearty laugh. "But your grace, that star token I left you? That is central. For while you can summon me whenever, I can only put things in money if that is on your person."

Eddy fished into his pocket where he had pocketed the token, only to find a wallet on a pocket chain with no end in sight. It was black Kevlar, with a big silver star on the front and back. Opening it up, the inside walls also had big silver stars, as well as his ID card, proudly displaying his name; Eddy Jonathan Jones. On his normal card, the middle name is crossed out and replaced with Skipper, since while he hates it, it's better than basically sharing the name Johnny with the weirdest kid in the cul-de-sac, even if they're spelled differently. His parents said that their second choice of his middle name was Skipper, so it was either Jonathan or that. Got it from some long lost friend of a friend, he thinks. As for his last name, only Ed and Edd know it to be Jones, which doesn't mean anything, and even then, Ed still calls him by the much snappier McGee, his mother's maiden name. Every now and then, Edd and sometimes even Ed will call him Jojo.

Rolf came closer and inspected it. "Oh, so you use a fake name? Very bold, Ed-boy. Worry not, Rolf won't tell a soul. It is interesting, though, that you could be called Jojo. Rolf's village tells of an immortal hero who is only known to us as Jojo. But ahhh, Rolf is sure that this is little more than a coincidence. Still, this is very impressive, money-grubbing Ed-boy! Most who have Stands take weeks, maybe a month to learn their powers!"

Eddy smirked, thinking of all the cul-de-sac fools who would regret ever messing with him. Rolf then gestured to all of them. "Rolf would wish to help you develop your Stands, as it is often lonely being the only one to train with. Alas, the hours draw late as it is already 6. Seeing as how tomorrow is a Saturday, Rolf wishes you to come over at your earliest convenience. For now, please follow Rolf upstairs."

The Eds did as instructed, as Rolf took them up a cartoonishly long spiral staircase, which consisted of wooden planks jutting out of the walls, upwards through a square, giant pit. He held the arrow tenderly in his hands, careful not to break, as he said it was an old family heirloom.

Edd mentioned how the star on the wallet might be related to Eddy's bizarre birthmark. On the back left of Eddy's neck was a perfect star shaped birthmark which had mysteriously appeared over a year and a half ago. Edd was ignored as he always was.

They arrived in front of Rolf's shed after ascending through a cleverly disguised trap door. But then, just as Rolf was about to bid the Eds goodbye and return to his home… Wilfred comes barreling through! He runs through Rolf's legs, causing the son of a shepherd to spin and fall to the ground, rather ungracefully might I add. The arrow went flying through the air before getting itself stuck in Wilfred's nostril. The pig stopped, turned back at the humans, and snorted. Though it could've been nonsense, each boy thought he heard roughly the words Wart Hog. And with that, Wilfred bolted for the forest by the orchards.

The Eds looked panicked while Rolf held his head and spoke. "Worry not, Ed-boys. Wilfred has run off before, and Rolf has caught him every time. Of course, it may be different now that Wilfred appears to have a Stand. Normally, Rolf would take time to prepare, but a loose Stand user is never a good thing. A loose Stand Arrow is even worse. We must see to it that at least one is back in Rolf's possession. Come, Ed-boys. This will be your first step in training to be Stand users!" The Eds shared a collective gulp of fear. Superpowers just a few hours ago, and they were already going to have to face their first opponent. But hey, a pig couldn't do too much damage, right? Right?


Meanwhile, a younger girl with orange hair was having the strangest dream of her life. A strange entity had been doing all of Sarah's favorite things with her, like playing dollies and having a tea party. But that's a story for another day


Stand Stats:

For fun, I'll include a localized name if you guys wanted to watch this on Crunchyroll


Stand name: Goin' Under

Namesake: Darrel Wayne Perry and Tommy Smith song

Localized name: Digging Under

Stand User: Rolf Raki

Destructive Power: B

Speed: A

Range: E

Persistence: A

Accuracy: C

Potential: A

This close-range suit Stand is the perfect ability for a tactical thinker. Anything that touches Goin' Under will allow Rolf to instantly teleport to the opposite side of it and walk along it, regardless of gravity or interference from solid objects. As long as Rolf has a few tricks up his sleeve, his enemies will have one hell of a time beating him.

Fun Fact: The beetle design was inspired by antlions.


Stand Name: Thriller

Namesake: Micheal Jackson song/album

Localized name: Terror

Stand User: Ed Ivanov

Destructive Power: A

Speed: C

Range: A

Persistence: A

Accuracy: D

Potential: A

A high-power long-range Stand with excellent physical persistence, it's not hard to guess that this Stand usefulness is directly tied to its user. So long as Ed has at least one brain cell left in his head, he should be able to know just barely what to do to pull ahead. For now, I will leave it's ability a mystery, but you'll know soon enough.

Fun Fact: The eyes were inspired by Sans Undertale.


Stand Name: Mr Roboto

Namesake: Styx song

Localized name: Roboto

Stand User: Edd Kilroy

Destructive Power: C

Speed: B

Range: B

Persistence: B

Accuracy: B

Potential: A

A close to mid range, middle of the way in power type seemed fitting for someone like Edd, who feels like he's still trying to find himself. A jack of all trades master of none, I hope you're as excited as I am to see the development of this Stand and its user.

Fun Fact: Edd's last name comes from the line in the song that is this Stand's namesake, in which Mr Roboto reveals his name to be Kilroy.


Stand name: Money

Namesake: Pink Floyd song

Localized name: Money Knight

Stand user: Eddy "Jojo" Jones

Destructive power: A

Speed: C

Range: B

Persistence: A

Accuracy: C

Potential: A

As sentient Stands go, Money is a bit on the extreme side of things. I look forward to writing all the petty stuff Eddy uses it for, like scams and nonsense. An airtight, watertight, portable prison seems fun, and it's not like Eddy won't be able to use it. After all, he still has all that Korean Won he got from Hyuck in No Speak Da Ed. From one shot alone, it appears he has several hundred if not over 1,000 pieces of money in both coins and bills.

Fun Fact: Money is the third Stand I thought of for Eddy, the other two having been planned but turned down. These Stands, Taxman and Uranium Rock will appear under different users in later chapters.


So, how did you like chapter 1? I'm excited for the rest of this fic, and at this rate I won't abandon it like all my other projects. Next chapter will be my first fight scene ever, so let me know what you think in those comments, as well as how I did on this chapter? Also, almost every chapter will have a hidden reference. Today's reference question; What song are Eddy's parents, Desmond and Molly Jones, a reference to? First person to answer correctly will get a shoutout at the top of the next chapter whenever I decide to post it.