Before you start reading this fanfiction, I need to clarify that English is not my "Mother language", so expect a lot of grammar mistakes. Also, this is my first fanfiction, so I'm just starting on this.
About this story, it will be a crossover of JOJO x RWBY, meaning that I will mix elements from both of the franchises. Such things as the Spin and the Saint's Corpse won't appear, but other things such as the Requiem Arrow, Stand Arrow, Vampires, Pillar Man, and Heaven might appear.
Another thing worth mentioning is that this story will contain OCs. More specifically, the new team at Beacon and some new antagonists. They will all be Stand users. If anyone is wondering, characters from JOJO won't appear, but their Stands will.
Weeks before the God of Darkness wiped all humans from the face of Remnant, something bizarre happened, that not even the gods have thought of. A meteorite crashed on Remnant, in an abandoned desolate town. The God of Light took interest in the event, not because it came from outer space, but about what it held. A virus that could bring something new.
After some years, a person discovered the meteorite and decided to forge them into weapons, or more specifically, arrows. Sadly none of them were used, as an event killed every human, including the one responsible for the arrows. After the said event, the arrows were lost, never to be seen again.
Before I start talking to whatever cosmic coincidence you are, I will introduce myself. My name is Jotaro Kujo, or Jojo, as some of my friends call me. Yes, I know it's a weird name, as it isn't a color or something, never bothered to that rule.
I also have a ghost, which I call Star Platinum, thanks to the tarot cards. Either way, I also have a weapon, which is a gauntlet who I use to punch, shoot, and stab. I based it on an old game that I had, it's called Hunter's Creed, which I based my weapon on. The only reason I have it is because I want to keep my stand a secret.
See, I discovered it when I was in a local shop, trying to eat some sweets, at 11 pm. Yes I know it is late, but I don't care, I'm 17 years old and old enough to take care of myself. While I was paying for my lemon pie, the shop was being robbed, and the guy had a stand, specifically a gun stand. The reason I know it was a stand is because it had some sort of glow, and it materialized on the guy's hand. So what did I do? Before he started shooting people like a maniac, I bashed his head hard, behind his back.
It utterly broke his aura and made him go unconscious, and with a nose bleed. Another thing I need to take care of. My stand is strong, ridiculously strong, and unless you have a huge amount of aura, you will die. And that's not even acknowledging its speed, durability, and precision, as those things on their own are insane. Either way, I need to be careful about it, as I can kill a person, but this time, I acted on impulse and put the guy in a coma. Maybe he has a skull fracture, don't know and don't care.
After the whole fiasco, I was escorted by the police and talked to the chief or something. He asked about the whole generic procedure, being: What happened, what time it happened, who was involved, was I involved. I got relieved that said shop had no cameras, and I was ready to head out until the officer said that someone wanted to talk to me. I dreaded it was about my stand.
Now I am sat at a chair, with my hands on top of a cold metallic table. At the moment I am starring at a guy with grey hair, and a woman with blond hair, and judging by their appearances, they seem to be huntsmans. Said guy gave me a plate of cookies and a cup of milk. At first, I frowned at the action, it was weird that he gave me food when we're just about to start an interrogation that was possibly about my stand, but then I realized. It's free food. So I slowly started to eat the cookies.
"So, young man, what were you doing at a pastry shop, so late?" The man said, taking a slow sip from his coffee, which annoyed me, but I hid it.
"The obvious, like buying and eating food," I answered back, crossing my arms and closing my eyes, not caring about the conversation.
"Then why did you stop the robbery?" He asked, taking a small and quick sip from his coffee, again. My eyes twitched, was he making that disgusting sound on purpose, just to annoy me? Damn you old man.
"Are you stupid?" I said, clearly annoyed. The blond woman looked at me with an angry frown. "Young man, watch your manners in front of the headmaster of Beacon!" She almost screamed. The headmaster didn't seem bothered by it, as he was focused on me.
"I could care less about who you are, but if you're gonna question me about the obvious, then expect my answer to be harsh. If you want to know why I stopped the robbery, is because the guy was threatening an innocent person over money, and he was interrupting my peace." I lazily said, still not caring about this interrogation.
The man sighs and looks at me, with a weak smile on his face. "Well then, you do realize why are you here?" He asks weirdly, like in a passive-aggressive tone. I look at him, trying to understand where is he going with this conversation until I realize the elephant of the room.
"You referring to my ghost partner?" I ask, still cautious. He chuckles for a moment, making me quietly growl. "That 'Ghost' you are referring to is called a Stand, the manifestation of an individual's innate 'fighting spirit'. It also embodies, to an extent, the individual's psyche." He finishes talking, looking at me, with a calm smile.
"They're named 'Stand' because they stand by your side, ready to act and protect." At that moment I was very curious and not at the same time. Didn't know people stopped to name their 'Stands' since I discovered that only a small percentage of people have stands, and it's even rarer for Faunus to have it.
"May I see your 'Stand'?" I raise an eyebrow at his question. the way he said it is kinda creepy, but I understand where he is coming from. I decided to summon my stand, with it appearing behind my back.
A muscular man, bigger than me, appeared behind me. It just looked at them, not blinking or even breathing, just silently observing them.
Its skin color is purple and has a wavy long hair with a darker shade of purple. It has white lines, running thought each part of the body. Its chin has a cap, a metallic headband on his forehead, and shoulder pads on the shoulders. Its also wearing a small, circular scarf, long gloves with studs on the back, shoulder pads with a spiral design, short boots, knee and elbow guards, and a loincloth.
He didn't react initially, just silently observing my 'Stand', with mild curiosity. On the other hand, the woman seemed unnerved my my 'Stand', having taken a step back, with a worried look on her face. He then chuckled and looked at me. "Well, that's all I wanted to see. Now then, I would like to ask you a question." He says leaning a bit closer to me. I decide to hide my scowl, seeing that it will make this conversation end faster.
"Do you know who I am?" He asks me. "Don't take me as the dumb type, Ozpin." I frown at his stupid question. Is he testing me? Why would he do that? "You have the knowledge, power, weapon, and the 'Stand' to make a wonderful Huntsman. Would you like to attend my school?" he finishes.
"Sure, why not," I say, lazily. He gets a surprised face, hearing what I said. I raise an eyebrow at his reaction, not expecting it from him, and for not understanding why he reacted that way. "That surprised me, I thought it would be more difficult to convince you..."
"So I'm here just for you to convince me to attend your school? That's a shitty reason for me to be here." I scowl at him. he just laughs and takes a sip of his mug. "Partially, since you have so much potential, and I wouldn't want it to go to waste. But I'm curious, as to why you want to kill, to slay monsters." he finishes talking, taking another sip from his coffee, making me frown.
"Tch, that's a stupid question and you know it, but I'll humor you. The reason I want to kill the Grimm is because of them that humanity is dying, and it pisses me off. I will never achieve my dream of being a marine biologist if those bastards are alive. I will never have my peace, of fishing at a calm lake, looking for a cool fish, if a goddamn sea serpent Grimm appears and eats me. Do you understand?" I say mockingly.
He nods, drinking more coffee, and this time not making any unnecessary and disgusting sipping sounds. "Well, I think all my questions have already been answered, so it's time we part our ways." He says, with his mug in his hand. He gets up fixes the chair, putting it close to the table. The blonde just looks away, clearly annoyed, and exits the room. Ozpin would've done the same if it weren't for me stopping him dead in his tracks with a question.
"Are there 'Stand' users in your school?" I ask, curious. He smiles and simply says: "No, but this year there will be." and then he simply left the room.