Joy sat in the awful motel chair staring at the sleeping/unconscious form of the man Marshall had rescued while the rest had headed out to some sort of convenience store for food. She supposed she could be mad about being left behind, but she knew that with her stand she was really just best suited for defense. The door burst open, interrupting her musing, and in an annoyingly familiar fashion Marshall called out," We're Back!"

She smiled at the familiarity and stood up as he tossed her a can of soda," So what's the plan?"

"Well honestly," Marshall started as John maneuvered through the door with a duffel bag and three new shirts slung over his shoulder and Jason following close behind," We are going to discuss that now, because I just found out that 'John' here is also a stand user."

Jason shrugged nonchalantly as he took a seat," I kind of felt like it was implied, I mean I guessed the no name over there was one."

Marshalls eye twitched in reaction," Thats not how this works. You are supposed to explain thoroughly, according to protocol, and-"

"Anyway," Joy interrupted hoping to avoid a fifteen minute lecture on proper protocol," What do the documents tell us, do we finally we know why they are making stand users ."

"Yeah," John said as he came out of the bathroom with a new shirt on, ironically a cheap hawaiian print shirt that made him look Dodgson from Jurassic Park (Though much more muscular)," I wanna know what the next step is."

"The next step is to drop you both off at the nearest hospital," Marshall said nonchalantly as he sat down on the bed and put his back against the headrest.

Johns hands almost instantaneously tightened into fists at the dismissal, and Joy swore she could see sparks going between his fingers as he began to flex them," Excuse me."

Jason sat up as well, eyes showing his confusion," Seconded, What the hell?"

Marshall stared him dead in the eye," It's proper procedure, civilians can't get involved in official business unless they are deputized, it's article 57-HQ4-567 of the Special Occurrence Act. Since neither are deputized we can't keep them with us, not to mention we barely know them."

" Than deputize him," Joy nearly yelled while standing up," He was actually able to hurt Leen, and only three of us aren't going to be able to keep up with these people without-without-"

The words seem to die on her tongue as Jason took over," Marshall, you and I have been, just barely, able to keep up with Leen and Priest when we fight them now, and you also only knew me for two days before you deputized me. We literally met at a murder scene where I was dealing with the survivor"

Joy looked back at John and could definitely see sparks going over his arm and the unkempt furry in his eyes. John looked Marshall dead in the eye and said,," I-literally-don't know much, but I do know that I need to be involved in this…. some part of me is intertwined in this and I want to find out what it is."

Jason gestured to John in exasperation," See he's already willing and...I don't know able or something."

Marshall opened his mouth to rant about the violation of procedure, but a quick glance at the look Joy was giving him made him get up, pull a bible from somewhere in his coat , put one hand into the air as if he was giving an oath, and say," Mr., um, Doe, do you promise to-"

"Yes, yes, yes, whatever the hell I need to say yes to I say yes," John said now sighing and holding a hand to his face, his rage being dismissed.

Marshall looked incredibly annoyed at the lack of procedure, to the point that his eye was twitching, but responded," Fine-"

Joy nearly jumped and activated her stand when a voice suddenly spoke from the bed in front of her," I'm in too."

Everyone turned stared at the injured man as he began to push himself up, with Joy being the first to react," When the hell did you wake up?"

" 'bout the time he," the man said while gesturing to John," was becoming a deputy."

Marshall through his hands up and turned around like a child throwing a tantrum while Jason simply asked," Well what's your name, and please tell me it's more believable than John Doe."

John flipped Marshall off while the man gave a devilish smirk," Krokus, Seth Krokus."

Marshall rubbed his temple in annoyance and turned back around before asking, "Why the hell do you wanna get involved?"

Seth swung his legs off the bed and Joy rushed to help him stand he was up, he looked Marshall dead in the eye with a wicked smirk," Becasue...I made a promise I wasn't able to keep and I owe it to h- them to do something."

Marshall's face went from annoyance to resignation in the span of about two seconds before saying,"Since we are ignoring all forms of procedure... congrats, you're now deputized."

Joy smiled a little bit, 'They finally have help-other people that are capable of beating him'. She was drawn out of her thoughts when Jason asked," Soooooo, what's your story, what do you know rather?"

"I'll answer that, but first off what the hell is a stand?"

Marshall went to answer but paused, a thought entering his mind, before turning to John and exclaiming," WHY DID YOU NEVER ASK THAT?"

John put his hands up and looked incredibly confused," I don't know, I just...kinda..knew that it was mine and what it was."

Marshall looked beyond aggravated while Seth just look confused, so she took over the conversation," A stand is the personification of your fighting spirit, it represents your life energy. So kind of who you are in a way ."

There was a slight silence until Seth spoke up," So my fighting spirit is a swarm of bugs?"

"How do you know what your stand is?" Jason questioned.

"I...got shot with some weird thing, like a golden gun but it didn't shoot bullets" Seth said holding his head," and my first thought was just rage and fear at getting shot and...this swarm erupted from nowhere. After that...well it gets hazy, but I remember getting hit with a dart and my world just going dark. Then I woke up in a closed cell with no windows-and a heavy metal door then the experiments started."

Seth went quite staring off into space after leaving off which prompted Jason to quickly pull the papers out and spread them out on the bed in order to change the subject. "This is what we found in Alcatraz," He picked up a piece of paper," They were were creating stand users, but instead of recruiting them they were for some project called Living Colour. That's all I can gather because the rest of the stuff written down is some science I don't understand."

Marshall stepped back into the conversation," We also were able to identify several unique numbers," He gestured to three numbers written down on a stained post it note," and though we are unsure of what the numbers ar-"

"They're addresses," John cut in suddenly his eyes brimming with something Joy couldn't place," the first one is in Nevada, the second is in Kentucky, and the third is in New York."

Marshall's eyes went wide," Why do you know that? I mean how the hell would you know that?"

"I-I-I don't know, It was just there after seeing the numbers."

Marshall cast a look laced with doubt at John, but Jason now took control of the conversation back by gesturing over the papers and pulling another one out," This is the only other one we were able to comprehend the details but it still doesn't tell us what they were trying to accomplish. It seems to be referring to a stand, but it's not a stand that anybody associated with the organization has."

"Overall, a majority of the papers describe several processes that went into studying the nature of stands, but not the abilities of stands which is interesting," Marshall interjected coming out of his frustration," From that we can assume there was something about the stands existence that had them invested...That was all we had, but now that we have these... addresses we will be heading to the one in Nevada tomorrow."

Jason yawned loudly before smiling tiredly," All right, everyone rest up."

"I'm gonna go take a smoke," John said gruffly as he maneuvered his large frame out the door.

Joy looked at the door with conflicting emotions, she had seen something in Johns eyes that she was incredibly familiar with. That image of lost emotion looking for a direction, it was exactly how she had been after the...incident. All of her feelings had nowhere to go and nothing to be directed to, and John's eyes had the same look in them. She quietly got up and followed him as Marshall and Jason began to talk to Seth, though Jason sent her a nod as she went outside .

She made it outside and found John leaning over the rails attempting to light a cigarette, his gruff voice spoke out," What do you want kid."

"You could use my name to start with," She responded, already being irritated.

He glanced at her after lighting the cigarette and taking a drag from his cigarette," The name that you never told me, and nobody mentioned."

She paused for a brief second in embarrassment,"...Sorry, my names Joy, Joy Jordan."

John squinted at her for second before offering her a cigarette from the package," Sounds familiar...not that I can remember from where."

She chuckled at the self deprecating humor before sobering up," How are you taking this?"

"This?"

"All of this," she responded spreading her arms wide gesturing to the motel," The stands, the operation, the assholes who run it all."

John was silent for a little bit staring off into the night sky," I guess I'm doing alright, it's odd though...there's just nothing when I try to reach back for stuff."

"So why is this all easy for you to accept?" Joy responded.

"That's exactly what I mean, I understand this situation and I don't know why," he snubbed his cigarette to punctuate his emotion," Any normal person should be shocked, startled, and completely confused but I'm not and I don't know why."

Joy looked at him as he angrily took another cigarette and lit it, before leaning back over the railing. He had this look in his eyes, a look that reminded her of the look her father would get when there was something interesting, and it screamed try to stop me. The irony of her father and this man sharing the same look made her laugh out loud drawing a weird look from John," What are you laughing at?"

She controlled her laughter before responding," Just found something Ironic?"

He raised one eyebrow taking a draw from the cigarette," What's ironic involving my face?"

She seemed surprised that he noticed her looking at him, before she remembered the docks and how he read the small details of the dock worker, "Just...just remembering my dad...he had the same look in his eyes you had, it just screams try to stop me. Though with you I imagine it would involve a fist fight and whiskey, and with him it was a new physics theory he could test."

She saw John's face soften a little bit before he awkwardly put his large palm on her back as she sniffled a little bit. She decided to sniffle a little bit longer before talking again, " I'm sorry, it's just that my family was such a large part of my life, always there and always happy to help, and-and even though its been like four years i'm still not over it."

"It's always hard to get over death, especially when you are close to people like family. You sort of lose a part of you and it never really comes back"

She looked up at John as he attempted to comfort her, 'It was funny,' she though, 'Marshall tries so hard to sympathize and Jason tries to so hard to give me space, I never had something like this, someone who seems to actually get it.' She sniffled again wiping the tears from her eyes,"It's even worse, that damn arrow, after he killed my dad, he shot my mother with this odd gun-" on the mention of the murder it was like a bolt of electricity flew through Johns brain but he didn't let it show-", like Seth said, and she just seemed to spasm before falling dead, then he shot me butI didn't die...and that's how I ended up here with these people."

John continued to comfort her with a passive look on his face before handing her another cigarette and letting her continue, he was curious about the missing time in between but knew not to push," Four years ago they died and I came to terms with it, I mean their deaths at least, but I still don't understand: why did I live? Why the hell did I get a stand, why not my mother the nicest person alive who never did anything wrong die and I got to live. I wasn't a good person, I was a thirteen year old punk and I inherited a stand, a great power that I just lucked my way into."

John just patted her back and commented, trying to lighten the mood," I'll admit I figured you for an eighteen year old, but I'm not too surprised."

Joy just chuckled and let him attempt to comfort her before she asked actually curious," How old are you, if you remember that is?"

John chuckled as he threw his cigarette butt over the railing," I'm 44, at least that's the age I remember."

She went wide eyed and responded without thinking," 44 you look like your 57 but hot."

John looked at her weird, and as she suddenly realized what she had said and began to turn red as he awkwardly changed the subject," So anyway...what's your stand, I heard you mention it earlier."

He offered her another cigarette that she accepted and lit before backing up and saying,"This is my stand, 『ALICE IN CHAINS』"

To John's credit he didn't flinch despite the nature of the stand, it almost had a dress composed of chains, a pair of metallic arms that ended in red nails, red eyes, and black libs. All in all, it was an imposing stand that he could see how it reflected her. She was young, tall, athletic, and definitely strong as he could tell how hard she was gripping the railing. He smirked when Joy asked, " So you've seen mine, how about yours? I mean I heard you mention that you remember how they work and even how yours works "

John smirked," I call it『RIDE THE LIGHTNING』"

Seth sat down in the chair with a heavy sigh before looking up at Marshall," So what do you want to ask, cause I know that look in your eye."

Marshall sighed in annoyance and spoke as Jason threw a cheeky glance at him,"I'm really that easy to read…...well, what do you know about John."

Jason cut into the conversation quickly," Why do we care, he obviously has a bone to pick with them and he was able to deal some damage to Leen, something that you and I have been having issues with, also, need I remind you that I'm injured...again ."

Marshall dragged his hand down his face , " Just because he has a bone to pick doesn't mean he's on our side, he could have pissed Mortis off and been thrown in there as a way to kill him."

Seth spoke up eyeing the two men," I'm not sure how helpful this is ,but I remember hearing something from the cell next to mine a very loud yelling and something along the lines of, "Someone will find what I left you rat-"

Seth stopped as Jason and Marshall got the idea and then all of them were just quiet for a second. Marshall spoke up looking Jason in the eye," Okay, we know we can trust you because you were on the list of missing persons," Seth look surprised at the fact he was actually reported missing," and we will trust John for now because he seems, key word seems, to be on our side, you need to keep an eye on him though."

Jason seemed to be placated and turned to go outside when Seth spoke up," What's with the gun?"

Jason raised an eyebrow as he turned around before looking at Marshall who spoke" The gun...his gun I assume."

"Yes, his gun," Seth responded harshly, a slight buzzing filling the air.

Marshall ignored the buzzing and began to exposit information," There are several ways stands tend to manifest, Randomly from strong natured people, even then it is still a 1/100 chance, other times it is an….experimentalgovernmentdrug,"Marshall rushed through," or even a strange item called the arrow, which is what we believe Mortis has."

Seth tried to interrupt in order to go back to the part Marshall rushed through, but he continued on as Jason gave a sympathetic look," From what little info we have Mortis left the country on a journey to the middle east where it seems he received the arrow. From what I managed to piece together from various reports and accounts, was that with the assistance of an underworld gunsmith ,called LuLu interestingly enough, he converted the arrow into either a bullet based form or a gun that produces the same effect. And before you ask, Yes, it would make sense for their to be limited ammo, but it doesn't seem to work like that, God knows why."

Seth look wide eyed at the information dump until Jason commented," Yeah...it's a lot to take in so feel free to ask Joy or I some more questions because he'll just explain it the same way over and over until something clicks."

Marshall looked very offended and went to respond, before Joy opened the door and came back inside a smouldering cigarette still in her mouth. Marshall stared wide eyed at the cigarette as John came in behind her shoving the pack into the chest pocket on the hawaiian shirt. Marshalls eyes nearly bugged out his head and he went to talk, more like yell violently about the legal age for smoking and how it destroys your lungs, when Jason Interrupted clapping his hands," All right, we got a bitch of a drive tomorrow and we should probably get to sleep to be ready."

Joy cast a thankful look and snubbed the cigarette before grabbing her backpack and heading into the bathroom to change. Seth and John shared a look before John grabbed two pillows and threw one to Seth and kept one for himself before laying down on the floor, as Jason laid down on one of the beds with Marshall putting a gun under the pillow before laying down with his back to Jason . Seth honestly was unsure of what was going to go down but he had a gut feeling that this was something he needed to do, a way to make it up to her... which really was the only reason he demanded to stick around. It was a new feeling for him conviction, normally he just manipulated that emotion in other people. He drifted off to sleep in the chair smirking,'This will be one hell of an adventure."

Stand Stats-『HERE COMES REVENGE』

User: Jason Creed

Strength:A

Speed:B

Range:D

Durability:B

Precision:C

Potential:A

『HERE COMES REVENGE』is a humanoid stand that is slightly taller than Jason. It has an overall white color with red lines crossing its entire body in a diamond pattern, it also has white hair with red tips that go down to it's waist in addition to red eyes. 『HERE COMES REVENGE』ability is simplistic: Any damage dealt to it's user or itself as a result of physical contact or a stand ability is dealt to the one who dealt it.

User History: Jason Creed always believed in helping people and it was reflected in how he always stood up for the kids who were getting bullied, that led to a lot of fights in every year of schooling. He eventually decided to become a paramedic which he greatly enjoyed, until one day something began to appear in the corner of his vision. Soon after he met Marshall at a crime scene where he accidentally summoned his stand, Marshall saw and for two days straight he actively begged Jason to help. Jason saw the reports of the missing people and decided to take a leave from being a paramedic in order to help the kidnapped people in the Mortis Case