Neb: I do not own Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. This is a fanfic with my own OC. I hope you enjoy.
The white haired man headed through the streets of Chicago. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it before smirking. "The plan is coming together." The Josephine sisters were the final piece of his team. He had passed on chunks of meteorite to several individuals he believed would survive the virus. If he is correct, they will all gain special powers just like he has, which will be integral to fight for Humanity's survival against the night beasts.
"Did you complete your mission?", a man with a scar across his face, tanned toned skin, and long blonde hair asked. "Nagamori?"
"I did," the white haired man nodded. His teal eyes lit orange when he lit another cigarette and passed it to the blonde man.
"There's just one little problem," the blonde haired man pointed out. "You got close. You weren't suppose to have a drink with the girl."
"She... It seemed like she didn't have drinks with others often, I didn't want to be rude," Nagamori explained.
The blonde haired man nodded and then turned away. "So who is in the crew so far? I spread the virus to twelve soldiers and a merc and only three soldiers and the merc survived."
"I have yet to find out whether the sisters contracted the virus," Nagamori explained. "However, I passed the virus to a doctor, a priestess, and a weapon smith. The doctor died the same day, but the Priestess and the weapon smith survived and gained special abilities."
"Excellent," the blonde man laughed. "Once you get your team together come and meet me at Oak Park by the Unity Temple. We'll both have a little Night Beast hunting competition. Whoever kills the Alpha is the winner."
"Fair enough," Nagamori responded as he sucked down his second cigarette and reached for a third. "Just remember, guns will only get you so far against these beasts, if one of our team members goes mouthing off their special abilities, make sure to kill all witnesses."
"You don't have to tell me twice," the blonde haired man grinned. The blonde haired man then vanished within an instant before Nagamori's eyes.
"Show off," Nagamori exhaled.
Jolene was playing her bass with her new pick. She had to admit, stone picks had a different feel from celluloid. Still celluloid was easier to maintain a grip on. Whoever designed this pick wasn't thinking about grip. "Oh well, she sighed."
"Practicing so early," Aileen spoke up as she checked up on her sister. "My did spending a night with that gorgeous man change the reclusive JoJo?"
"I didn't spend the night with him," Jolene argued. "I had a few drinks with him and then..." She tried remembering after the fact of her drinks. It's true that she didn't drink often, so the affects of alcohol may be different for her. Some memories of last night flashed through her mind. One memory was her laughing with the white haired man. The next memory was her leading him to her room." Her face suddenly turned red like a tomato."
"There it is," Aileen laughed before Jolene shoved her face in a pillow.
"God dammit," Jolene yelled.
"Relax JoJo," Aileen smirked. "One hook up with a guy isn't going to end the world."
"I am putting up my barrier stronger then ever now," Jolene yelled angrily. No man will ever get within my comfort zone!"
"What if teal eyes shows back up again," Aileen teased. "Will you swoon as your legs turn to jelly."
"Shut up!" A wind emerged around Jolene as she screamed. It formed a circle between herself and her sister. This freaked Jolene out, but Aileen didn't seem to notice.
"Did somebody leave a window open?", Aileen wondered as she looked out the door. "Weird."
Jolene was surprised her sister didn't say anything, yet she decided it probably was nothing.
"Anyways," Aileen spoke up. "If your going to have a night of fun, I think I should be allowed to find my own prince charming, if you know what I mean."
"It wasn't like that," Jolene yelled at her sister.
"Whatever JoJo," Aileen yawned before heading out of there room. As she headed back to her own room she noticed a package in front of her door. "Is the creepy housekeeper sending me gifts again?" She opened the package revealing a bow for her viola. It had an odd stone at the end of it that made it more unique then other bows. Maybe it was meteorite?" Aileen rubbed her thumb against the stone and then smirked. "Must be from a true adoring fan!" She took the bow and started playing song after song in all of her music books. She moved from Beethoven to Mozart and then Back and Wagner. "I love it! They even rosined the bow hairs for me. Thank goodness, it's always annoying having to do that myself." That was when she begun to feel feint. She fell back on her bed as she begun to sweat like crazy. Almost like an illness suddenly took hold of her. What is happening?"
To Be Continued