-Chapter 3.
The Brother.
The murder was in broad daylight in a back alley. DNA evidence shows that Joe was there as well as several eyewitnesses. Joe Joekins was seen earlier yesterday, fleeing the state to who knows where. The leading detective on the case, Detective Jacob Peralta. The TV cut to Jake in the desert. "Joe Joekins. We know where you are. We have tracked down your last known address using the rental car you borrowed. And have tracked you to an IHOP." Peralta showed the sign and the rental car as they cut to many officers. "Point is…" Peralta then held up a speaker. "My team has you surrounded." Joe went out of the cafe as he put his hands over his head. Joe quietly followed them to the car where Peralta and a much shorter man named Boyles showed him pictures of his kid. Many pictures.
In the interrogation room. Brooklyn, 99th Precinct. "So. You're going to confess or we'll make you!" Peralta said in a deep voice. "I killed them both." Peralta was dumbfounded at Joe's response. Did he admit it so easily? Did he feel no remorse? "But I do have a favour. And if you do it, I'll let you in on a way to get rid of a major drug lord, Hein." Peralta was hesitant but he asked what the favour was. "I want to be put in a private Juvenile Prison named XXX." Peralta seemed much more relaxed. Peralta left the room as he talked with his captain who called the DA. Peralta then went back into the room. "We've agreed only if this information proves useful." Peralta made a stern face. "So, Hein will show up at around 8 PM at another Juvenile Prison to break out his adoptive nephew, Robin Lang and some other prisoners so you won't know who it is. Meaning that there'll be a prison breakout." Peralta asked his higher-ups to look into this. Peralta told Joe that he would have to wait in a holding cell and wait for the information to be true.
9 hours later, Peralta and his crew were all suited up and back from their raid. Joe was escorted into the interrogation room. Peralta sat down on a chair. "I don't get one thing, why not ask for a reduced sentence?" Joe smirked. Reduce Sentence. That's right, but why would he need one when he'll break out anyways. Not to mention Kuroko's brother sentence would only be reduced. Not completely gone. "Simply because I don't see what's the rush. I get free food, no bills and a bed. That's better than my current living conditions." Peralta nodded. About a day later, the judge had sentenced Joe to 80 years imprisonment due to his tip on the mob. Joe was escorted away into the prison. Doors shut. The entire place was brimming with teens. Some looked more buff then men. What's in store for Joe? Let's find out!
Sunrise, a new day. Sunday. Visiting day. Joe went out as he sat on the table. Kuroko went in the door and sat beside Kuroko. "Say, why don't you just do this?" Joe asked. "They'll suspect something if I'm not at work. Also, the place has stand users. Even if I were to camouflage, they'll see my brother. Also Plot." "I see." Joe nodded to himself. Kuroko and Joe underneath the table exchanged shoes and casually talked. "Anyway, who's your brother?" Kuroko looks away as he whispers back. "Takashi Seijuro." "I'll get him out. Promise." Joe gave a reassuring smile.
QUEST COMPLETE
Description: Today's enemies can be tomorrow's friends.
Task: Kuroko and find out his motive.
Progress: 2/2
Break up -
Motive: 1/1
Trust: 1/1
200 EXP gained Dungeon Key Awarded 250 Coins obtained
"Anyways make sure to get in good with Sergio's gang. He's by far the strongest and is in charge of holding the hostages in the prison. He works with the corrupt warden. He supposedly likes basketball." Kuroko signed off as the alarm rang in unison. They both parted ways as the doors behind them shut. A few hours later, Joe found himself outside of the prison courtyard and saw a group of people and distinctively heard someone saying Sergio. "{Analysis}"
Stand User: Sergio
Stand Name: Battlefield
Ability -
Stats:
Destructive Ability 7
Speed 3
Durability 5
Precision 8
Range 5
Development Potential 10
Stand User: Render
Stand Name: They Shall Not Pass (BF1 expansion pack)
Ability -
Destructive Ability 4
Speed 4
Durability 3
Precision 2
Range 1
Development Potential 5
Stand User: Kenny
Stand Name: Turning Tides (BF1 expansion pack 3)
Ability -
Destructive Ability 4
Speed 2
Durability 5
Precision 4
Range 2
Three stand users. Each with their own Stand. "Hey, runt." Joe was called out by a rather rude individual. "Why don't you get out of here. We're trying to play on the court." The man was about 190cm though Joe was only 175cm. Joe looked at the man as he had a GUI popped up.
No stand detected.
So the system can't identify non-stand users. Interesting. Joe thought to himself. "Hey, runt! I'm talking to you." "It's Joe," Joe responded with his cold distant eyes. "Okay, 'Joe'. I'm Desmond. Now step off the court. We're trying to play ball." Joe looked at the orange basketball on Desmond's hand. Just then another man entered the fray. He was about 186cm. "Hey there. Sorry about Des. Would you please get off the court unless you want to play too? I'm Takashi Seijuro but you can call me Takashi." Takashi's eyes were quite friendly. Joe took up the offer and the men were on the court including five of Sergio's Men. Kuroko did mention something about Sergio liking basketball. Ten people. Teams of five. Desmond, Takashi, Joe, Paul and Ben in the first team. Kenny, Michael, Render, John and Howard at the other team. The other team had fully comprised of Sergio's crew. The game began. Desmond had taken the lead as he made his way through the three-point line. Joe looked away as he saw Takashi gone instantly. Takashi was near the hoop. Desmond passed the ball to Paul who did a fade away but was blocked due to the limited space made by Kenny. Luckily for them, that was their plan. Paul passed the ball to Takashi who had jumped up and slam dunked it. An amazing play. Joe couldn't comprehend what he was seeing. The ball dropped and Render took the lead. Render threw the ball towards Joe which didn't make sense to Joe. Joe was astonished as the ball curved mid-air. Joe didn't understand it but he soon realised what had happened. It was John. He was standing in front of Joe the entire time but was so still he was invisible. (Both a Kuroko and Drax reference). The ball went straight to Howard as he slammed it to the ground near the hoop. Michael went running and dunked it in. An alley-oop. Michael stood up predominantly. "You're getting over your heads if you think you can beat us Desmond." Render crackled. 2-2. There was no way they were going to make it. They had 6 points. It was first to ten. That's when Joe stepped in. Joe took the ball. His years under the gang weren't all for show. Even though he didn't do much, all that running around and beat ups got his power-up. Joe immediately passed to Takashi who was in it to win it. Takashi was soon blocked by Render the Goliath. Render stood at 195cm for a 16-year-old. Render was not letting Takashi pass. John took the ball with the opening made. John passed it towards Michael who once again took it. But this time it was different. Michael was running through as Joe stopped him. "You're not getting passed that easily."
In an airport.
"Yes. I am quite aware of the situation. I heard. So, Chris got killed by some nobody that had a full body stand? Joe huh? I guess I'll visit him." The man put his flip phone in his pocket. He wore a brown tuxedo and a fedora. His eyes were hidden behind the shadows. His voice, deep and mysterious. He wore gloves. Who was this man? Well, he is-
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