AshenOne: Jotaro choked on food, and Anasui fainted.
Mr. SandIsComicsMadder: Oh yes, some of DIO's old minions will also be attacking UA, in fact, a really creepy one is coming soon! I'll give you a hint, Kyoka and Jotaro discuss something that might foreshadow it.
nocringeman: No, I don't want to make Johnny more overpowered than he already is, and this Jotaro is from the original timeline, except he survived the events of Stone Ocean.
Lightning crashed as a lone figure walked through the rainy streets, passing by the people rushing to work, and made it's way into a seedy bar.
His body was unnaturally skinny, to the point where you couldn't tell if there was any muscle, or he was nothing but bone. He was dressed in black from head to toe, and his arms, legs, and face wrapped in bandages. On his wrapped head he wore a wide brimmed hat lined with bullets. The only visible feature that indicated he even had a face was his luminous green eyes.
Said eyes scanned the room, casting a faint green glow in whatever he was looking at. Apparently satisfied, he sat down at the bar and ordered a scotch.
"I heard they spotted this American vigilante in town."
The green eyes fixated on a pair of grubby thugs, who were making conversation. "Really? Like, a REAL vigilante?!"
"Yeah! They call him Tombstone over in the States, he's like, a hardcore outlaw right out of a western movie! They say he's never lost a duel!"
"Man...I'd hate to run into that guy in a dark alley, what if he catches onto the boss? He can do shit the heroes can't, since he's pretty much a criminal like us."
"Don't worry, what are the chances we run into him? Besides, he kills heroes too, they're probably worried they got another Stain on their hands, so he'll be too worried about running from them to worry about guys like us."
"Gentlemen." A voice with a thick western drawl interrupted their conversation, and the two thugs turned to find the thin man standing at their table, his glowing eyes boring into them from beneath his wraps. "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation."
"Back off Spooky, we're dangerous."
"Who's your boss?"
The two thugs looked at each other and grinned. "Only Tomura Shigaraki himself! You really want to pick a fight with us? Fine, but you'll earn him as an enemy!"
"I see...well it just so happens that I have a bullet with his name on it. Tell me, you dangerous, dangerous men..."
A figure began to appear behind the thin man. "You ever hear of karma? I'm not a firm believer in that shit, but it's pretty ironic that you two drunk fools were talking about me."
The whole bar went silent as the green eyes got brighter with bloodlust. "You wanna take this outside? Or are you gonna tell me what you know?"
"You aren't fucking Tombstone, don't try to bullshit us!" The one punk said, but the other began to shrink away. "I-I d-don't think he's l-lying."
"You're friend is pretty smart, he might just make it out of this alive." Tombstone said as his stand continued to shimmer half-transparent behind him. "I'm a merciful man, I'll let you scumbags live if you tell me what Shigaraki's next move is."
"You know what? I think I'll take you up on that offer! Let's go outside!" The thug said, pulling a pistol from his coat. "Come on, a good shootout never hurt nobody!"
"I'll only need one shot." Tombstone turned to the scared thug. "If you're willing to talk, stay in the bar...I'll be back."
Tombstone and the thug exited the building, and that's when the figure behind the vigilante came into view. It was a rotting corpse of a cowboy, carrying a massive revovler with several names engraved into it. The figure turned around and slowly removed it's face mask, revealing nothing but a skull with the same green eyes as it's user. It put a finger to its lipless face.
"Shhhhhhhhh, best not to cause a scene, we'll take care of him in a second, and then we'll be back for you."
"O-okay, Mr. Grim reaper..."
The stand chuckled dryly as it followed it's user out the door. The thug anxiously waited, desperately hoping his friend would reconsider.
BANG!
THUMP!
The thug's heart skipped a beat when Tombstone came back in through the door. "Lucky this is a seedy neighborhood where 'heroes' don't patrol often, I doubt anyone would report shots fired...now..."
Tombstone leaned over, radiating malice. "I believe you had something to tell me?"
The thug's face relaxed for a moment, before it shifted back to fear. "Y-yes."
"We're NOT doing the maid cafe." Jotaro said, causing Kaminari to lower his head.
"Aw come on Dr. Kujo, it would be fun."
"What's the deal with maids anyway?" Johnny wondered aloud. "I don't see how being a female butler would make anyone more attractive than any other girl."
"Some fantasy about servitude, probably." Kyoka muttered. "I think we should do some comedic skit or something..."
Gyro nudged Johnny in the ribs. "You actually look kinda happy today, I'm a little worried!" He joked.
"Well, I'm happy for my sister."
Jotaro's mouth turned upwards. "Me too Johnny...even though my father instincts are telling me I should beat the shit out of Anasui...I guess he DOES make her happy, but we're getting off topic, you all need to decide what we are doing for the festival, otherwise I'm going to choose for you."
"And what would you choose Dr. Kujo?" Sero asked, scratching his head.
"Hm...a presentation on Marine Biology, a petting zoo, and Johnny's baby pictures that I borrowed from Gramps."
"NO!"
Kyoka's face lit up. "Actually Dr. Kujo, I really like that idea! If you could send them to me, I could put the presentation together!"
"KYOKA JIRO!"
"There's this one picture of Johnny and Midoriya playing together on the playground that you might like."
"Why are you bringing me into this?" Izuku groaned.
"My baby pictures are going nowhere near her, or ANYONE, father." Johnny said with a scowl. Kyoka turned and grinned. "Oh, I'll get my hands on them, just you wait!"
Jotaro watched the two teens bicker with a smirk, knowing full well that he just lit a fire that wouldn't be put out any time soon. Have fun with that Johnny.
Mina was staring at the two suspiciously, clearly catching onto their chemistry, but keeping her mouth shut. It was clear that she had already figured out the truth, but she was actually keeping quiet about it, undoubtedly out of respect for Kyoka.
The students couldn't decide on what to do for the festival, so Jotaro opted to sit down with them and try to help them brainstorm ideas. One thing to note about Jotaro's teaching style was that he was casual when he needed to be, and while he radiated authority when he was teaching, many of the students also considered him a friend, albeit a friend that could turn scary in a heartbeat.
"It's fun if we all dance together..." Mina said, bouncing her knees in thought.
"A dance...might be good." Todoroki said, getting up and heading to the computer.
"I'm getting support from someone super unexpected!" Mina noted, her eyes widening.
"Hang on...I don't really know what it's called..." Todoroki said as he fiddled around on the laptop. "There."
"A concert?" Johnny said. "You don't know what a concert is?"
"Not until now."
"Did you turn into one of those 'party people' Todoroki?!" Sato said in shock, while Johnny was still fuming over Todoroki's ignorance that was undoubtedly caused by his rough childhood.
"No, but I agree with Iida. We should provide stress relief for the other classes, and it looks like everyone is having fun."
"Oooh! I can teach the dancing! Show em' Aoyama!"
The rest of the class watched in awe as the previously awkward Aoyama began to do the two-step that Mina attempted to teach him and Izuku earlier.
"Hold it! A dance needs a rhythm, music!" Mineta said, spinning around like a top.
"Well...if we're talking about music..." Hagakure said, and suddenly Kyoka found that the entire class was staring directly at her.
"...fuck."
"We can play your instruments for a live performance!" Hagakure was in Kyoka's face now, waving her arms in the air. "W-wait a second!"
"Come on! You're really good with them, I know you are! I wanna hear your music!"
Kyoka looked down and began tapping her jacks together. "Look...I'm sorry but...Ashido, and the others...their hobbies are all rooted in their hero work, right? Mine...is really just a hobby, and a hobby I've only ever really kept to myself...I'm only comfortable with a few select people-" Kyoka's eyes involuntarily drifted towards Johnny. "-hearing it. Honestly, it's not something I can boast about publicly, it's always been private..."
"So that's what this morning was about." Kaminari said, before making his way over to Kyoka and getting right in her face, causing her to back up in surprise. "It's super cool how you can play all those instruments!"
Next thing she knew, Johnny's hands were on her shoulders, and he spun her away from Kaminari, who looked disappointed. "Kyoka, I understand how you might be uncomfortable sharing, and if you choose to keep it private, I respect that...however, I HAVE heard you sing. Your goal for being a hero is to make people smile, right? Music is perfect for that, and..."
Johnny took a big breath, before smiling at her. "You should never be afraid to show the world who you are, what you're passionate about. Show them how amazing you are."
"JoJo..."
"Yeah!" Suddenly, Mineta of all people chimed in. "You were amazing back in that cave! I mean, you were SUPER inspiring, and I know you can inspire more if you just believe in yourself!"
"I-I..." Kyoka was at a loss for words.
"YEAH! You're amazing Kyoka!" Uraraka pumped her fist in the air. "Never be afraid to show it!"
"Ochaco, you...really think-"
"SÌ! VAI RAGAZZA!" Gyro yelled out.
"Jiro." Jotaro said, looking at her from beneath his hat. "The decision is yours to make, so don't feel like you're being for-"
"I'll do it."
Everyone looked at Kyoka, who was beginning to tear up. "After all that...not to do it...it wouldn't be rockin' at all, would it?" In her mind, Kyoka was picturing a certain little girl who didn't know how to smile. I'll do anything to see her smile, and if she's watching...I won't pull out any stops, not with all these people believing in me!
Jotaro paused for a minute, before getting up. "Then it's settled, Class 1A is doing a concert. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go do some paperwork." Jotaro left as the class began to discuss what they were going to do. I'm glad you chose to do it Jiro, Johnny always believed in you, and I can see why. Now that Santana is licking his wounds, it's important to keep the morale high, especially after witnessing Nighteye and Hol Horse die. Maybe...
Maybe it's time for you all to be teenagers for once.
Santana coughed as the machine that was allowing him to breathe pumped air into the hole in his chest.
"Careful Lord Santana, you could hack up a lung." Toga said, earning a glare from the Pillar Man. "I don't HAVE a lung to hack up Toga." Santana responded. "I was a fool, thinking I could take on all of them at once, I got too bold."
"I'm just glad you didn't kill Izuku, now that we know he has One For All...are you going to?"
"I'm...not sure. He attacked me regardless of his wound, I couldn't help but admire his spirit. Maybe, as long as he isn't a major threat, he can have a place in the new world."
"Yay!" Toga grinned, and turned to Kars. "Has he said anything to you recently?"
"He calls me weak, and a fool. He doesn't understand...or care for...my mission. He still views genocide as the only option for humans, while I see that they can be corrected. I'm beginning to...FEAR his return."
"Why? You said he was like a father to you."
"He is. That's why I'm afraid. He doesn't agree with my ideals, and I don't think I have the strength to stand against him. I don't think my heart could take it." Santana's expression saddened. "But I can't just leave him either, I can't abandon him. I can only hope to convince him that my way is..." Santana put his head down. "I'm trapped."
Toga sat beside him. "I was trapped too, until I met you. You wanna know why I joined up with you, instead of going with Tomura?"
"Why?" Santana said, curious.
"You treated me like I was a person. I need blood, I can't help it, that's the nature of my quirk. Most people just threw me aside, and to Tomura I was only his pet monster. But you...despite all that...you respected me. I'm devoted to you, Lord Santana, because of that respect. It's actually kind of sad..."
Toga looked down as tears began to fall from her eye. "The one person who saw me as human...wasn't human at all."
Santana put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry you have been treated so harshly...you know, I think I finally understand the advantage the Joestars have over me...they have friends, I have subordinates. Would you...like to...be my..."
"Friend?" Toga finished. "Of course you dummy!"
"You know I have killed people for calling me names."
"But you don't kill friends do you?"
"What have I done?"
"You're making FRIENDS! Friends tease each other!"
"I immediately regret this...heh, Lord Kars just expressed his disgust. He says my compassion will be my downfall, can you believe him?"
"He's a jerk. Don't worry Lord Santana." Toga grinned. "Next time you face the Joestars, you won't be alone!"
Santana smiled, before coughing out blood. "Shit. Thank you...Toga..."
Suddenly, the door to Santana's office opened, and a man wearing a dark robe and a goat skull on his head stepped into the room. "Lord Santana! I have...bad news."
"Of course you do...get it over with Necromancer."
"Our base in Kamino has been raided...the one holding the doctor. All of the stand users inside were...turned to dust."
"Shigaraki...he has the doctor, doesn't he?"
"It appears so. They are undoubtedly continuing the production of Nomu...what shall we do?"
"I have been weakened thanks to my encounter with Zeppeli...I cannot encounter them directly until I have regenerated my lung. He...he waited for this! He waited for me to slip up, and now he will have an army at his disposal! DAMN!" Santana's face contorted into fury. "Prepare for war, and use that goddamn arrow to make as many stand users as possible!"
"Anything else, sir?"
"Try to plant some sort of communication device in Tarturus prison." Santana ordered. "It's time I spoke to my enemy directly."
Tombstone surveyed the dusted halls with disgust. He knew of Shigaraki's power, and knew that the dust and blood that littered the hallway was once people. Villains, yes, but some of them may have been good people.
His eyes glossed over the wreckage and came to a series of bodies. These ones were burnt to a crisp...clearly Shigaraki had a partner.
"What are you up to..." Tombstone muttered to himself as his stand materialized behind him. "You know you'll be making a lot of enemies, right? I mean, I'M safe...but..."
"What? Feeling sentimental?" Tombstone responded. "I've been STUCK with you ever since I won that duel with Black Tom...honestly, I'm just waiting to lose at this point."
"My function is to transfer to anyone who wins a duel against my user, I can't control it. It isn't my fault you're a good shot."
Tombstone turned and faced his stand. "Drink With the Living Dead, you are the WORST thing that has ever happened to me. I am a man out of time thanks to you."
"Most men would kill for immortality."
"I can't die unless I'm beaten, do you know how awful that is? My body still ages, and everyone I've ever loved is dead and gone. Look, just...shut your mouth, alright? I don't want to talk to you."
"Well well well, if it isn't Tombstone!" A voice rang out, and the thug from earlier stepped into the light.
"How- you knew Shigaraki was already done with his plan, and you lured me here...you smart bastard."
"Listen, I have no love for Shigaraki, but he's gonna get me revenge, so I need you to stay out of his way."
Drink with the Living Dead drew it's revolver as Tombstone's eyes flared up. "You're in real hot water pal, tell me why I shouldn't put a bullet in your head right now."
"You see, I knew who you were the moment you walked into the bar, I just needed to get my friend drunk enough to challenge you, just to make sure you were the real deal. He always was pretty aggressive...just like the guy I want you to kill."
"I ain't a mercenary kid, and my stand isn't a joke. All of the most terrifying outlaws in history have wielded it, and I CAN kill you with it."
"What if it's a fake hero? One that Shigaraki once tried to recruit?"
Tombstone put a hand on Living Dead's revolver, pushing it down. "I'm listening."
"His name is Katsuki Bakugo, and he tormented me and others for YEARS. He always talked about being the best hero and shit...he isn't a hero, no...he's a prideful bastard who ruined my dreams...he needs to be stopped, people need to know just how terrible he was."
Tombstone cleared his throat. "You make him sound like the devil himself, how do I know you aren't exaggerating this?"
"Look, I know I used you a bit...but I'm serious about this. Don't believe me? Watch him, and you'll see for yourself. In the meantime..."
The thug began to transform into a wolfish beast, albeit one with hands on human-like features. "My stand, Los Lobos, can distract his 'friends'."
"And if I agree to this?"
"I'll take you to Shigaraki, no strings attached."
Tombstone sighed. "Fine."
Credit for Drink with the Living Dead goes to Kosaku Valentine, while credit for Los Lobos goes to Bearticguy7!
Tombstone will be a recurring character.