Tsumugu Wants an Interesting Life
Is the Order a Rabbit? belongs to Manga Time Kirara, JoJo's Bizarre Adventure belongs to Hirohiko Araki. If I did, they need to improve Eyes of Heaven. I really want that.
Also I finished Steel Ball Run again...the feels are heavy. Tooooooo heavy. If you're wondering why Josuke is a cop, his grandpa was one and he decided to be that in the end. By now, Yuya accidentally impregnated his harem and had to quit being a biker to take care of them. Yukako and Koichi go married and had a kid already.
Also Joren kissed one of the characters already. Not saying who since it was a casual one and you gotta guess.
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STORY IS NOW!
Tsumugu looked down on the people of the town, being a ghost and using [Whiplash] on top of a roof. It was a two days after the incident with the guns and the town got back to normal but it was still a subject to gossip about for many, especially students.
"Hmm?" He watched as he saw some familiar faces walk down the street. It was all of the girls: Chino, Cocoa, Chiya, Rize, and Sharo. They greeted each other happily once they met up and began walking together.
"Aw fuck." Tsumugu sighed. Back then, he'd spy on cute girls in high school but now that he's older it is considered pedophilia. However he did enjoy the view of the occasional attractive teen, no matter how old he is now. "Why does life have to fuck me from not enjoying myself?"
It was a question that bugged his mind to no end. Why did life give birth to him? Why are there the good and bad of everyone's life? What's life purpose? Of course, these questions were always asked throughout history but these questions were in Tsumugu's head since childhood.
"Tsumugu Kurakashi...why'd you exist?" Tsumugu suddenly spoke out his original name which was like a distant memory...
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Many years ago, in 1989, Tsumugu Kurakashi was born to a Japanese couple with who cannot have children of their own blood which meant he was from the sperm bank. Nobody knew where that sperm came from, just that a man came with it and it ran the test and was put in the womb of his mother a few months later. Eventually he was given birth to in the winter of 1990 which seemed perfectly normal; at least it wasn't at Christmas.
Unfortunately, his mother's marriage did not last. When he was barely a year old, his father left his mother for another woman and she was left alone with her baby. She took care of Tsumugu throughout his childhood, all by herself in a small apartment in Tokyo. He admired her, seeing her hard work and attempted to help her but his mother always said no due to his youth.
Tsumugu remembered how...ugly he was. In deep contrast with his current look, Tsumugu was fat and ugly during his youth. He was teased at in his school for this but never told anyone. He believed situations only got worse if you involve more loved ones within it.
Eventually, he and his mother moves to a new town, called Kaanin when he was five and he considered it home. While it seemed like he didn't, inside he adored Kaanin. When he wasn't at home playing video games as his mother kicked him outside to do something, he found joy in watching the small rabbits go by and chasing them back in their burrows. He found some of the smallest of happiness the most effective for him.
As he grew older, Tsumugu was getting thinner and thinner and prettier and prettier until middle school where it reached the peak of it. His personality then was sarcastic, a bit talkative and a bit insensitive, didn't stop girls from asking him out but he rejected them, being focused helping his mother. The teen was smart too in his own ways. While he didn't get the best grades, being especially poor in Math, he was a great at literature despite his...unorthodox sense of writing (he once nearly wrote an erotica for class). He got very high grades in that but he knew nobody appreciated what he did which he despised.
After school, he would help his mother in a part-time job in a store, helping around anywhere that wasn't the cashier. Then when he got home, he just lied down and played some video games as his mother cooked dinner.
But he wasn't...fulfilled.
Of course he loved his mother, loved video games, and was indifferent about school but it felt like there was this emptiness within him, especially during school. He wondered what his future will behold, what will he be remembered as once he dies, or why is there this star-shaped birthmark behind his neck? For the most part, these existential crises were hidden deep instead him, that was until his mother's death.
A week after his graduation at seventeen, his mother passed away due to a cardiac arrest. Tsumugu left town and buried her in her family grave back at Tokyo. Honestly, the man didn't know how to feel afterward. He didn't even cry, he just felt his emptiness was becoming more apparent and even more questions raised after seeing his mother's friends by a café, conversing as if they moved on quickly after.
Tsumugu wondered what the 'legacy' of his mother was when she died, or how she felt, leaving him and their home. Of course, in the end he had to work two jobs, trying to pay for his home's tax. He couldn't take a break from all the work and even broke up with his girlfriend just to focus on it. Eventually a month past and to Tsumugu was like a few days, he then realized how short life was and decided to quit both of his jobs to try to focus on a literature career.
Unfortunately, the novel he wrote was rejected by all the publishers he went to. His book was too bizarre and too stayed away from Japanese society's views and themes. Tsumugu couldn't even go to other places as he had no money for an English translator or even a trip to go to the West. By this point, he was in the darkest hour of his life with nobody to help him. He had no friends besides his girlfriend who probably hook up with someone else and no other family, he was in financial hole with his house being threatened to be taken from him. Even if he got a job again, it wouldn't be enough.
Then a miracle happened.
While Tsumugu wasn't a religious person, he prayed to beings beyond him to help and it was answered. As a last ditch desperation, bought a lottery ticket. To his luck, he won a lottery for a trip to Florida, U.S in 2010. He wondered if he could get a publisher there to at least look at his book after he thanked the heavens. With his all his hope inside of him, he set up on the plane and held the book by his sides and hoped if there was someone out there watching for him.
There wasn't.
Tsumugu sat on a bench of a park, putting his head down while he held a book at his lap. His plane was tomorrow and his book was rejected, he even translated all in English but every available publisher to him. Nothing was left for him back at home, so he just wanted to sit there instead of face the inevitable.
"Stupid book..." He threw what he wrote onto the floor while tears ran down his. "What was I thinking? Dammit!" He wiped his tears and stood up. "Stupid, stupid! I'm dead meat when I get back! Might as well not even board that plane at all!"
He began walking away, leaving the book on the floor. "Maybe I can ask a yakuza for a loan...how do I pay them back then-"
The young man felt a tap on his back. "You dropped this."
"Just leave it back on the floor. It's worthless." Tsumugu attempted to leave but the man's voice stopped him.
"Even if it is, I cannot let litter be thrown around this beautiful park."
"Listen here-" When Tsumugu turned around, he saw whom he was speaking to was a priest. "O-Oh, sorry Father. I didn't realize-"
"Say no more." The priest scanned the book. "I suppose this book is meant to be a novel or diary of some kind? You can say your troubles to me."
The priest handed the book back to him, with a sigh Tsumugu grabbed it and out it to his side. "I-I'm trying to get a book I wrote published but everything for me sucks. I can't find any publisher, my home is threatening to be foreclosed, I had to write the entire book in a poor English translation through Google Translate! Look!"
The priest looked at the book and saw the English was painfully bad. "I see..."
"Please, tell me what to do, Father. I'm lost." The man begged. "I even had to break up with my girlfriend for this."
"Yes, this book is very...poorly translated." The priest backed away. "Excuse me but I have a question of my own for you before you could seek help from me and the Lord."
"Anything!" Tsumugu was begging by this point, going as far to be on his knees. "Ask me anything."
"What is star on the back of your neck a birthmark?"
Tsumugu blinked, wondering why such a bizarre question was asked. "Excuse me?"
"What is that star? I am curious of it."
"Umm...it's a birthmark, not a tattoo even though it looks like one." He answered, getting back up. "I was born with it."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-one..." Suddenly the priest's eyes lit up as if he found heaven. "Eh?"
"Hmph. Tsumugu Kurakashi..." Tsumugu's eyes widened, hearing his name that he never mentioned. "I have a feeling fate itself made me meet you."
"How...do you know my name?" For some odd reason, he wasn't demanding to know, because it was as if something radiated from the priest that screamed he shouldn't. The priest smiled at him as a response.
"Confused how I know? Let us say the Lord himself gave me a divine vision of me helping you."
"Okay..." The man still was confused. "What's your name?"
"Enrico Pucci."
"Okay, Father Pucci. I thank you for your help but I have to find my own way, my flight back home's tomorrow and-" Suddenly Pucci pulled out something from his robe that made the aspiring author's eyes widen. "WHAAAAAAAAAT?!"
It was a diamond, a real diamond at the palm of his hands. "I believe this will suffice." He held it out to offer it. Tsumugu blinked, before he knew it tears ran down his face.
"Y-You're g-giving me this? J-Just for me?" He wept. Pucci nodded sincerely. "T-This thing is real?"
"As real as God himself." Pucci suddenly was grabbed and hugged by the man tightly. "There, there child. You can weep all day if you wish."
After a bit of crying into the priest, Tsumugu got off, wiping away. "Sorry for that. Life's been really hard on me, my mom died a bit ago and everything else went downhill after."
He looked a the diamond given to him. He attempted the scratch it with his bitten fingernails but it had no scratch on it. Tsumugu looked at the priest with concern. "Also, how did you get a diamond because-HOLY CRAP!"
Pucci had two more diamonds at his palms. The man gawked at how he had those in the first place. "W-Who are you Enrico Pucci?"
"You shall one day find out." Pucci looked at him in a serious look. "I ask only few things in return however."
"What?"
"You live a happy life again and publish that book of yours. Perhaps a revision of it is in order." He recommended. "Also I need you to hold something."
"Hold something-" Pucci put the diamonds back in his pocket and took out an [Arrow]. "This belonged to a dear friend of mind. It says whoever it strikes is worthy of the gifts it grants."
"This [Arrow]?" Tsumugu looked at it, seeing it looked like an antique more than a weapon. "You want me to have it also?"
"Yes. Do whatever you want with the diamonds, I do not care but keep that [Arrow] in the memory of the man who left it." Pucci sighed. "He died and I found it where he lived and I want the gifts of it to be given to someone like you."
Tsumugu was silent, seeing how this man gave him so much. "I will. Thank you."
After that, Pucci gave him the two other diamonds and the [Arrow] and brought them back to where he was staying. He went to a pawnshop and traded the diamond for cash then had the money converted to yen later. The money was enough not only to pay for his mortgage but to cover it a few more times in the future. He planned to keep the other diamonds just in case for another day and held the [Arrow], silently thanking the priest and whatever God in heaven for everything.
Tsumugu went back to Kaanin with the things he got and revised the book because he found many flaws Pucci reminded him. However the day after he came back, the [Arrow] accidentally pierced his arm but after he pulled it out, it was if there was no wounds. He decided to start revising tomorrow and try to make up with his girlfriend, Midori another day and went to sleep...
"Hmm?" He looked around wherever he was. It was a mansion of some sort but much larger. Kaanin was known for having an especially high number of rich folk who call their parents mother and father, the one school for the rich had his girlfriend in it. A red velvet carpet was strewn all the way to the top floor through a staircase and there was a stone statue of a goddess of some sorts. Overall, it looked like classic mansion during the 1800s.
"Where am I?" He looked around. "Some weird dream..." He touched himself. It was as if he was really there instead of the haziness and the quickness dream had as it felt less fanatic than what dreams he has.
"A dream? Hmph! This place is more like a nightmare." Tsumugu blinked, he looked up at the top of the stairs. There was man with unkempt golden hair, a not too muscular body, sharp red eyes. He stared at Tsumugu down and only sneered, revealing his fangs underneath. "And who are you?"
"Who are you?" Tsumugu retorted, looking around and back at the man. "What a tacky outfit, this some cosplay shit dream because I'm too busy to cosplay."
"You dare speak to me, DIO that way?"
"Look, I just want this dream to pass. I have to write tomorrow and I don't want any fatigue." Tsumugu sat on the stairs. "Look, Dio or whatever; I just went though something bizarre a few days ago, some priest named Pucci gave me a bunch of diamonds and I'm doing what I promised him when I wake up."
"Pucci?" Dio repeated, getting interested. "As in Enrico Pucci?"
"Yeah-wait." Tsumugu turned to Dio. "You know him-hold on, this is a dream. Of course you know him."
"How you ended up here is no normal dream." Dio went downstairs to the young man. "This is purgatory, my personal purgatory granted to me. You should not even be here."
"Guess I am now." Tsumugu scoffed. "Dream people say anything at this point."
Dio then took notice at the back of the boy's neck and saw a star. He blinked before grinning wolfishly. "How old are you, child?"
"Twenty-one." He replied and Dio's grin went wider. "Why? Father Pucci asked me the same thing-"
"Wake up now." Suddenly a fist came flying to Tsumugu's face, killing him.
"GAH!" Tsumugu woke up from his dream. He rubbed his eyes, surprised his dream went such a sudden violent direction. "Fuck...that was really weird-"
Once he stood up, he looked at his bed to find...himself?! "What the hell?!" He then looked at himself, finding himself transparent as if he was a ghost. "WHAT THE FUCK!"
Finding himself panicking, he ran to back to his body and lied down on the same bed again instinctively for a situation like this and closed his eyes, hoping thos wasn't a dream.
"GAH!" Tsumugu looked around, seeing he was back at the mansion on the floor with Dio hovering over him. "HOLY SHIT!" He picked himself from the floor and looked around frantically. "How did...how the..."
"So my theory is correct. Your [Stand] involves souls in some way." Dio said. Tsumugu the grabbed Dio by the collar. "You're laying your hands on me?"
"WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!" Two fingers went to Dio's throat, threatening go strangle him. "I'LL SNAP YOUR FUCKING NECK IF YOU DON'T!"
In response, Dio suddenly began laughing. Tsumugu was confused by this and then proceeded to do the most reasonable thing by snapping Dio's neck. "MUDA!"
Dio fell on the ground, his head twisted around. Tsumugu looked at the body in front of him then back at his palms in horror. "Did...I...just-"
"Yes, you did." Dio suddenly rose from the floor, his neck still twisted around. "I expect nothing but untapped potential in my own son." With a sickening snap, Dio placed his head back normally.
"S-Son?" Tsumugu looked at the man. "What are you talking about?"
"I am your biological father, Tsumugu." Dio gave a smile. "Hello there, my child."
For the rest of the night, Dio began telling his son about the entire history of his family and how his birth came to be and so much more. In a technically perspective, Tsumugu was the son of Jonathan Joestar, the [Arrow] Dio had which gave [The World] gave Tsumugu a [Stand] also which was explained to a clearly shocked young man meeting his biological father in purgatory.
Despite Dio having his [Stand] destroyed, a soul can never be truly broken. However higher forces above damned his soul in his own purgatory which was the Joestar Mansion were he was supposed to stay for eternity. One can say Tsumugu was destined to meet him.
"Woah..." Tsumugu was wrapping his head around this. The [Ripple], [Stands], vampires...this was too much. "How do you know everything that didn't happen?" Tsumugu asked. Dio told his about Kira and his half-brother Giorno despite being dead by this time so that was a big hole in his story.
"I was granted a crystal ball where I could talk to other souls who were damned as well." His father stated. "I communicate with them but I do not know what is going on in the living world for the most part. Such a mockery for someone like me."
"Um...Dad?" That was an odd thing to accept now after meeting him such a short time. "You aren't as buff as you told me you were when you were in Egypt."
"Unfortunately the afterlife didn't allow me the body I possessed to come with me!" Dio fumed. "There is nothing to do in this mansion besides fix the furniture or talk to annoying condemned spirits. An appropriate hell for somewhere like me, I must admit."
"You don't say?"
And from that, Tsumugu's life went higher from there. He was able to control his [Stand] which Dio named [Whiplash], being able to project himself as a ghost and is able to go back in his body afterward. Dio even showed Jonathan's [Stand] which he still had ([Hermit Purple]) just to each him how to use it and was very supportive to him. This happened every time he went to sleep and had more fun than anything.
He finally got his book published, becoming a modest success but quickly wrote another one based on his father's experiences and whatever stories he told that happened with or without his presence thanks to ghosts they conversed with other ghosts. Tsumugu published it (without some name changes of course). He kept writing them in quick succession based on each 'part' of the supernatural events passionately, intrigued by what happened with Jonathan Joestar, the Pillar Men, what happened in Cairo, [Killer Queen], and the Passione. Those books became sleeper hits, gathering a large fanbase online and Tsumugu promised another one if he's invigorated. If he didn't then he probably died and nobody talked about it, he told his fans on Reddit.
For the first time, he felt fulfilled.
For most of his life, his mind lingered with a sense of uncertainty what tomorrow may bring but after meeting his father, it changed his heart to actually have a purpose. It was all thanks to a man named Enrico Pucci that this all happened and wished to thank him.
"Dad! I'm back-" He saw his father, sitting by the staircase with a quiet but somber look. "Hey, what's wrong?" He approached him and sat next to him.
Dio looked up, finding it hard to speak. "Pucci is dead."
Tsumugu nearly backed away in shock. "W-What?"
"He died today. Killed by that damn Jotaro." Dio was shaking. "The priest tried to go achieve [Heaven] for me...he died before he could even step where he was." He gripped on the carpet. "T-That fool-!"
"Hey, Dad." Tsumugu put a hand over his shoulder. "I know you two were good friends back then, I get it. It's okay."
Dio merely gave him a look. "Son, be honest with me." The condemned soul grabbed and griped his son's hand. "Am I truly the height of all of life of this planet or am I merely a disillusioned man?"
Tsumugu wished he could say anything but he tried to find the right words to say what he wanted to. "A bit of both actually."
"Hmm?"
"Look, you aren't the most powerful person ever. Nobody is." He began telling. "You were beaten by Jonathan, then Jotaro after. Not so invincible, right?"
"YOU LITTLE PIECE OF-"
"Hold on." He stopped his father from killing him and sending him out of the dream. "But you can bring out what humanity strives for if you were put out there but...look where we are."
Dio calmed himself down a bit before speaking again. "I supposed you are right in a way except for the first part." He told him. "I have attempted to find a way out of this blasted house, either that or I wait for Pucci to use [Heaven] to take me out of here. You have given me a rather interesting idea, son."
"Thanks Dad-" He was promptly smacked in the face. "OW!"
"That was for calling me not the height of all life on this planet." Dio spat out.
Eventually, when Tsumugu woke up, the day went back to normal. Tsumugu researched about Enrico Pucci who was found dead in front of some space-place or something and it was believed to be some KKK incident. He then went to sleep but his visit to purgatory was different.
"Tsumugu." His father greeted him. "I have found for at least my spirit to be in the physical world."
"Really?!" Tsumugu looked shocked at how quick Dio had found out. "How did you find out?"
"Well, I Dio used some rather...aggressive persuasion techniques to find out through the crystal ball." He told him, the implications were not even hidden. "I need power that is equivalent to [Heaven] itself to bring a damned soul back into the world. Do you know where that is?"
Tsumugu thought of what power could be equivalent to that but realized it after a bit. "The Red Stone of Aja! You're talking about that?"
"Also another thing." Dio added. "I must have an object I'd once rested myself upon when I was alive, like a bed where one has rested. Also someone I have sinned against or at least their descendants must be present."
"Why a bed? Or the blood of people you've sinned against?"
"The object where they have laid in represents their death; perhaps it is easier to explain like being in a coffin." The vampire told his son. "The blood of the descendants is what tugs the spirit back from the physical world like, as if the sins themselves that you wrought against them have become ropes to pull your spirit to that resting place and the Red Stone shall react by granting me back my spiritual form on Earth after some life energy, [Hamon] goes into it. This ritual may also pull my [Stand] back together as well."
"That...was so complicated I won't even argue." Tsumugu agreed. "Where would I find the Red Stone, or this bed? I have a good idea of the people you've sinned against."
"The Joestar bloodline..." Dio grit his teeth. "The 'bed' I search for will be the coffin that I housed my head and the body of JoJo in."
For some odd reason, Tsumugu felt like he was being manipulated. "Dad...are you trying to make me bring you back, that's why you've been friendlier to me than anybody else?"
Dio became silent, looking at his child. "Will you leave me if I was?"
"No. You're still family, nobody could pour 100% of their love into someone, even if it is a single person." He replied, sighing with a heavy heart. "But my [Stand] can only be a ghost. How am I able to find your things? The SWF probably has it all in their HQ is lockdown or a lab they're hiding."
"I shall consult the whereabouts of those objects through the condemned spirits. During that, I recommend once you have your business in order, take a year to compensate your [Stand]'s weakness."
"Like...train in other things besides [Whiplash]?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow. "I kinda don't wanna with the swear, the sun and all..."
"Son. Grow a goddamn spine." Dio commanded him. "Do you know the [Ripple]?"
"Eh?"
After a week later, Tsumugu went to Nepal afterward to train in the [Ripple] with masters after declaring his book series's next installment will be written while he was there for...reasons. He least he brought his 3DS.
Throughout the year, Tsumugu was taught the art of the [Ripple] and was considered a prodigy, even having his [Stand] conduct some energy. Eventually after a year, the other [Ripple] users began to fear him as he demonstrated many techniques apprentices shouldn't even know (Dio taught him some [Sendo] techniques in the dream world based on what he saw Jonathan do). In the end, they ousted him out after seeing a star on the back of his neck, apparently the group he joined was not friendly to anybody related to the Joestars, thinking they attract disaster everywhere, Pucci was the last straw.
However at the end, Tsumugu was grateful he could leave and go home to play video games. He learned more than enough to compensate for his weaknesses and marched on home. He even got the latest book finished.
(In the end of his book, the universe resets so he can make a new continuity with everyone living because killing Pucci would be too racist-y).
Turns out by the time he got home, Pucci's will was given to him in his absence...in pure treasure. Apparently Pucci also gained all of Dio's treasures from the mansion in Egypt and saved all of it just for him, also notes of all other incidents and a memoir he had saving for him if he didn't get a [Stand] yet. A nice thing but it was too late but all the treasure was beautiful.
Now it was the second phase of the plan. Turns the same year he met Pucci, the priest made a website for [Stand] users looking for work. Tsumugu was grateful for that and used the treasure to convince some users to break into HQ of the SWF in Dallas through a video, which brings the story here...
"Hear that?" Tsumugu was planted against the wall in the Speedwagon Foundation's HQ. He just broke into their labs underground and two [Stand] users for guards were by the hall. "Should I check it out?"
"No, might be what the enemy wants." The other guard stated. "Even though everybody's fighting upstairs, we gotta stay here and protect all the stuff we have."
"Okay..."
"Plus..." He touched his partner's face. "I don't want you to be hurt at all."
"P-Please, not a guard duty." The guard stammered, blushing. "But tell me more-"
The two were promptly knocked out by [Whiplash] with [Hamon]-infused karate chops. "TACOS!"
They fell on the floor, unconscious. Tsumugu's ghost went through the wall and broke the system from the inside and opened the door and got in. He ran through and scanned each place whilst taking out security cameras. Apparently nobody else was there, which is odd.
"Where are those things?" He passed through more doors each with titles above them. Passione...Morioh...Pillar Men...[Stand] users...many rooms were accessible through this small hallway.
"Found it!" He saw a room labeled DIO on it, to obviously emphasize on all incidents related to his father.
He went in and looked around the place. There were large cabinets with files in them, relics of the past were strewn across the room in glass casing. There were Pucci's disks, the actual crystal ball Dio used when he was alive, an album of spirit photographs Joseph Joestar made, but most importantly...
"Dad's coffin..." Tsumugu looked at the object, it was behind a glass casing. "So he was in there for a hundred years..."
This got the young man thinking of his father. He wondered if he was truly treated well because of the chance Dio could let him out of purgatory, and be tossed aside later. The only form of love he knew his father felt was from his grandmother and Enrico Pucci, everybody else pawns, annoyances, or fools. Tsumugu began wondering if what he did will be worth it, his old man is someone with a certain desire to take control of the world and it might not end up well for everyone if he came back.
However, Dio did give him a purpose to live. Him and Pucci (the only grip he had on the priest is he tried [Made in Heaven] and not going to the EXTREME extreme) gave him a chance at life, he wasn't going to let that priest's sacrifice be in vain.
He broke the glass, the alarm not sounding off due to him breaking the system. The man wondered how he will transport this thing, maybe he could ask the [Stand] user fighting upstair to-
A door opened.
[MENACING]
Tsumugu froze, wondering who opened it, the door leading to these archives were sliding doors and jammed thanks to him. If it wasn't him then it was one of the doors to other rooms of the hall. He peeked into the hall, seeing it was silent.
"Was it my-" There was one door that was open, the one with 'Pillar Men' on the title above it. "Oh no."
He quietly went into the coffin and use [Whiplash], falling asleep as he projected his astral form. He slowly flew to the room that opened, he looked inside and blinked.
It was fucking Santana.
Well, a piece of the Pillar Man at least. The UV Lights were turned off thanks to his meddling (upstairs, the [Stand] users he hired broke all the backup generators and solar panels), he turned to the corner and saw something he needed to search for.
"T-The Red Stone!" It was just there in a glass box with another Stone Mask that it impended into. Santana was currently being awakened and will find him and there was nothing he could do at the moment.
Oh wait a fucking second.
He made [Whiplash] vanish and him being awakened, he ran out of the coffin and into the hall and entered the room as the remains were coming together to form a muscular human being. He gulped and went to where the mask was, he broke the glass and grabbed.
"F-Finally!" He gripped it, entranced by the beauty of the stone. "Wow...the power equivalent to [Heaven] in my hands. No, I won't use it on myself but-"
Tsumugu turned to look behind himself to see the Pillar Man, fully awakened and staring right at him, the cold eyes piercing his soul. He was tall with long blonde locks and extremely muscular. Bits of flesh were going back to his body, making him tower him even more.
"..."
"Oh..." Tsumugu had his shit pushed back into him. "Hi."
Santana moved his eyes towards the Stone Mask he held. "The Red Stone of Aja!"
Tsumugu reacted quickly, throwing a [Zoom Punch] at the Pillar Man's face, this made him twist all the way backwards with a noticeable injury on his face. "Run away!"
"Come back here..." Santana groaned out, his voice seething in hatred. "Master Kars needs the Red Stone!"
"Who's idea is to put this thing some naked Aztec men want next to the them? Geez-GAH!" He felt something dig into his flesh and began draining him. "W-What the?"
It was one of Santana's techniques, [Meat Invade]. When a bit of Satana comes off, it will latch onto the target like a leech and suck their blood. Tsumugu wondered where it came from, it was either from him punching Santana, some parts of Santana were still not on him, or Santana shot some flesh at him.
Either way, if he even slows down, he's a dead man if Santana even touches him. He ran to his hiding spot, wondering if his plan will work.
"Where are you?" Santana came out of the room, looking around and sniffing the air. "I highly demand that you come out so I obtain the mask for my masters. If you do, you shall have a quick and painless death."
He felt the leeches dig into his skin very loudly, Tsumugu gulped and grabbed them from of his legs and burned them all up. Santana turned to the direction where he thought the noise came from.
The Piller Man silently went to a room, looking around looking around. There were cabinets, a suit, a guitar, and two bows mounted on the wall. Silently looking around, he began sniffing the air and began looking around.
'Fuck! He's trying to find me!' Thought Tsumugu, being too afraid to use [Whiplash] at the moment. He was trying to negate his smell with the stench of the blood the flesh sucked out of him, hoping it would delay Santana's inevitable finding of him.
"Hmm..." The Pillar Man walked out, sensing nothing. He quietly scanned the hall around him and began sniffing more of the air then looked a door. Santana which led him to another door.
"This is where the monkey is..." He then began melting and slipped through the cracks of the door. Once he did, he looked around the room, many things were broken around, especially glass casings likely to make sure he confused him as much as possible.
"The scent...is gone?" Apparently something was preventing Santana's smell to be able o sense his exact position in the room. "He is a skilled [Ripple] warrior. Are you related to JoJo?"
He asked the room, wondering if his opponent could hear him. Santana's cheek wound healed itself; he continued to look around the room. "How long was I gone? Is Master Kars, Master Esidisi, and Master Wamuu even awakened as of now?"
He looked around some more and noted the more technological advancements since he was away. The lights weren't hurting him, the floor was far more sleeker and shinier than the era he awaken in, and there was some sort of cool air surrounding him meaning ventilation evolved during his apparent sleep.
He looked up, hearing the noise of a battle above him. Santana wondered perhaps he could too join the battle once he gains the Red Stone. The Pillar Man went to a desk and pushed it to the side and saw nothing under. He went to the cabinets and opened one, seeing the small space was impossible to fit in.
Then he spotted the coffin.
"Too obvious." He went to the coffin, standing over it. Suddenly his ribs bursted out of his flesh and began spinning like spinning like a drill with each individual rib. Santana spread himself on top of the coffin's lid as he grab the lid and tossed it aside and saw his opponent inside with his eyes closed as if embracing for death.
"I have found-"
Suddenly Santana felt two [Hamon]-infused fists hit face in a rapid pace, he glanced in front of him to see nothing but sparkles of air hit him like fists. "W-What the-?!"
"MUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDAMUDA!"
Tsumugu then had his eyes open, holding the Red Stone right in front of the Pillar Man with a smirk. "[SUPER AJA OVERDRIVE]!" He put all of his [Hamon] into it. Santana widened his eyes, being too late to react because of the sudden technique he used.
'I supposed my distraction proved to be my folly.' Santana thought to himself in his last moments. 'Forgive me, my masters...'
A red laser came out of the Stone and struck Santana in the chest, piercing him and even going through the wall like a hot knife through butter. Santana's body began disintegrating, burning up into ashes until he was no more.
"Shit..." Tsumugu clenched the Red Stone, seeing the immense power it had. "Wait, I could have just possessed him. Damn." He slapped his head for his own stupidity for wasting a potential tool.
Eventually Tsumugu (who renamed himself Brando a week before) ran out of the HQ with three objects: one was his father's coffin, the second is the Stone Mask with the Red Stone of Aja implanted on it, the third was something that wasn't part of the plan but useful was the [Gyro Ball] (he didn't name it by this time) which was a ball that was described as a meteorite that granted [Stand] shaped into an orb and being related to the [Arrows].
He wondered why he got it because of his possession of an [Arrow] already but wondered if the [Gyro Ball] could be used as a lure to cause more chaos that made someone with Joestar blood come to him and his ritual. It couldn't be an adopted person, it had to be someone with their blood has to be present.
After paying the surviving [Stand] users who helped him in the assault, Tsumugu went back to Kaanin to accomplish his plans, the reason his hometown to be where his father comes back is to show Dio how beautiful his home is and would be a pleasant place to awaken to.
No doubt that Joseph Joestar with hear of the attack and use [Hermit Purple] to find the town the Red Stone is taken to. He would send either one Joestar or someone completely unrelated to investigate. Either that or his adopted children, Joren or Shizuka; perhaps even both could come. He hoped that wasn't the case, as he wanted his town to be intact and still pretty by the time Daddy Dio got there and even wanted to send texts to warn them about attacks so damages wouldn't be too much.
It was time for the third phase. Remember the video Tsumugu made, promising more riches to people if they go to Kaanin where their expenses are paid for to help him do...something? Well, some allies from the assault joined him in Kaanin after seeing more treasure along with newcomers who weren't there for the assault but went for Kaanin, all of them taking orders from him and must follow to the absolute or else he'll kill them.
"Contact Hol Horse." Dio told him in purgatory. Tsumugu blinked, wondering if what he's hearing is real.
"Eh?"
"You heard me once, child! Contact Hol Horse." Dio repeated himself with frustration. "He shall prove beneficial to your plans, I believe."
"He tried to shoot you once-"
"His mind is loyal only to money." The vampire interrupted. "Offer him a substantial amount for his services and he shall follow you with unquestionable loyalty. Also attempt to not push him into frontline of offense, he is a man who work as a second hand."
"O-Okay." Tsumugu agreed, hesitating. "Hey, Dad? Can you talk to other spirits besides damned ones?"
"Of course not. Why do you ask me, Dio?"
"Nothing." Tsumugu vanished back into the physical world, hopes of meeting his mother again vanishing.
In present time, Tsumugu awoke from his bed. He was at his house, where he's always been resting and hiding his objects. Earlier, he was told that was shut down by the Speedwagon Foundation, erasing chances for other users to come here.
"Oh yeah...that happened." Tsumugu reminded himself of the inevitable site's shutdown. Sure, Pucci is not the best programmer (or the person he hired to make the site was) with a bit too many porn ads next to it but that was a useful site.
He glanced at the [Arrow] hung on the wall. It was a beautiful thing, really and he wondered if he can make [Whiplash Requiem] but that would be a waste and too overpowered, he might kill Joren if he did and that boy needed to attract other Joestars so the plan would be complete.
"Ugh." [Whiplash] came out from behind him, the true form of his [Stand], [Whiplash: Caravan] taken insted. "Never brought out much, do I?"
[Whiplash: Caravan] was an odd [Stand]. It was a large green and ghostly skeletal figure that was the same height as him and had a thick build even for bones. Where the eyes should be there were two red eyes in the darkness and the only parts covered were the arms and the legs that had armored boots and gauntlets that weren't ghostly. The gauntlets were silver with gold lines on each and every edge, it was the same with the boots that had the same silver and gold lines on the edges as well. However most prominent thing is the red ball of light where the heart is supposed to be that was fading in and out constantly.
Tsumugu unlocked the true form before the assault (the the punches he distracted Santana with) and the true form was more useless than [Whiplash] as itself. It was tangible now, so people could hit it and had basic power despite the armored gauntlets but high speed however it had no other abilities. It could still conduct [Hamon] thanks to the gauntlets but [Whiplash] by itself is more creative and useable (as long as he touches the ghost before falling unconscious). Essentially if he's desperate, [Whiplash: Caravan] will be used but if in a straight fight against something like [Star Platinum], he's dead.
Tsumugu stared at the [Arrow] on the wall. He began grinned [MENACINGLY].
"Oh...I'll fun time using you..."
Meanwhile, Josuke was walking by the streets of Kaanin. He arrived a few days ago but hasn't seen his brother yet. He was laying low, avoiding his brother and his friends he never met yet as he had to investigate Tsumugu in absolute secret. This was the main reason his arrival was so late and not saying his arrival date is because Tsumugu's potential to spy on anybody even if he gave his word that he wouldn't.
"So...what are you doing now?" A voice from the phone asked him in his ears. "Are you going to see your brother yet?"
"Not yet. Unless I absolute need to then no, Mr. Joestar." Josuke kicked some pebbles into the river in front of him. "I kinda feel bad, not letting him have the Wii U yet."
"Bah, he's got girls to tend to. He's survived a few months without it." Joseph told his bastard son. "Your next line is, 'When can I see him?'"
"When can I see-" Josuke paused. "Really, how are you able to do that?"
"It's a secret to everybody." His father responded. "I gotta go right now, the rest of the family want's us to watch a new movie. See you."
The call ended. Josuke sighed, all he's been doing is wandering the town and just get bored. Sure it had great scenery but there wasn't anything else to do but eat in one of a billion cafés that were by the corner. Really, how many places to eat are there here? Tonio would love to visit.
"Then afterward, the freaking guy made the volcano explode. Historical moment thanks to that guy."
"R-Really? Your dad did that?"
Josuke instantly knew who the boy's voice was and put his hoodie's hood over his head. He made a small glance at seeing who was talking to make sure it was Joren and it was. He was walking with two girls wearing blazers.
"Ironically the most powerful [Ripple] user is Kars. Gotta feel bad for myself, I can't top making a volcano explode." Joren clutched his chest in shame. "I am not fit to be a master."
"Don't worry, you're a great master, Joren-sensei." Sharo said to him and began snickering, something she only does to him.
"Y-You're still doing that sensei shit?"
"That must be Sharo and Rize..." Josuke whispered to himself before smirking. The three passed the man already and Josuke looked at his brother from behind, bickering with his friends.
"I didn't know he'd get to score with a bunch of cute girls!" Josuke never saw Joren's friends but after seeing them he grew a bit envious. "Damn...I still don't have a girlfriend, do I?"
TO BE CONTINUED
[Stand] Name: [Whiplash]
[Stand] User: Tsumugu Brando
Destructive Power- E
Speed- C
Range- B
Durability- A
Precision- B
Development Potential- D
Abilities- The [Stand] allows it's user to go as 'astral' or ghostly projection where they can fly and go through objects but can't interact with things in the physical world, even other [Stands]. The ghostly form can posses non-[Stand] users but not actual [Stand] users, it can only 'influence' them like planting a command in the target's subconscious but this can be broken through extreme willpower. [Whiplash] can possess any living thing and have access to their memories. Somehow with every possession and 'influence', it leaves a star-shaped birthmark at the back of the neck to the victim. The [Stand]'s true form is [Whiplash: Caravan] and [Hamon] can flow through the ghost, enabling it to have contact with the physical world briefly but it's setback by being a low conductor of [Hamon] which results the [Hamon] to be weak and having a very limited time to be used even if a [Ripple] user pours all their [Hamon] into the ghost. The [Stand] still can be used even as a possessed.
[Stand] Name: [Whiplash: Caravan]
[Stand] User: Tsumugu Brando
Destructive Power- B
Speed- A
Range- C
Durability- D
Precision- A
Development Potential- D
Abilities- [Whiplash: Caravan] is the true form of [Whiplash] but it doesn't have any access to the abilities it previous had beforehand. It is now tangible and taken a different humanoid shape and the user does not fall asleep when it is out. The only ability it seems to demonstrate as of now is to able to conduct [Hamon] without needing to be in contact with its user and has high precision and speed. The forms of both [Whiplashes] can be switched in between almost instantaneously.
Welp, there's a chapter. I wanna discuss what I cut from the fic. Santana's fight should be longer but I decided to shorten it lamely due to time constraints and Tsumugu figuring out he can possess him eventually. I also originally planned the endgame final [Stand] users known as the [Deadly Seven] but I'd be ripping off Fullmetal Alchemist if I did. One last thing to talk about that was cancelled is there was supposed to be an original new Zeppeli character but I cut him out also.
I'm really busy with school, Dragon Age also but my other fic is ending soon so I can provide more for this fic now. Yaaaaay. Also I forgot to say but I have TWO copied of Pluto Nash lying around my house.
Tito Dick 'Dickman', Baby!
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