Jotaro sighed as he walked down the street, trying to ignore the group of girls that were trailing him. "Jojo" "hey jojo" "so who are you going to kiss jojo" "is it me jojo, I have the body for it" "Hey, look at Jojo." "What? Jojo." "You're right, it's jojo." "Jojo" "jojo." "Hey, jojo." "What's up, Jojo?"
He tried to focus on the ease of the school day, but their incessant chatter was making it difficult. Suddenly, he heard one of the girls say, "Hey, who do you think you are grabbing off to Jojo like that. I don't like how friendly you're getting with him. Stay away."
Jotaro turned around to see what was going on and saw that one of the girls was trying to get a little too close to him. He shook his head and muttered, "What the hell?"
The girls continued to make snarky comments, and Jotaro had finally had enough. "Shut up, you damn annoying bitches," he snapped.
The girls screamed and moaned in response, thrilled that Jotaro had actually acknowledged them. He rolled his eyes and continued on his way, trying to put as much distance between himself and the group of girls as possible. Jotaro ran and hid behind a nearby building as the girls passed by calling "where's jojo." he waited there for 10 seconds. He went to leave.
Jotaro's heart raced as he felt the cold metal of the knife pressing against his skin. He tried to remain calm and slowly turned to face the guy in the biker jacket. "I'm just heading home," Jotaro said, his voice shaking slightly.
The guy in the biker jacket chuckled and grabbed Jotaro's collar, pulling him closer. "You're not going anywhere until you give us your money," he said, his breath reeking of alcohol.
Jotaro felt a bead of sweat trickle down his forehead as he saw the other three guys closing in on him. He scanned the area for any possible escape route, but there was none. He was trapped.
He took a deep breath and stood his ground. "I don't have any money," he said firmly. "Now let me go."
The leader of the group, the one with the baseball bat, stepped forward and sneered at Jotaro. "Don't lie to us, kid. We can smell money from a mile away. You're gonna give us everything you have, or we'll make you regret it."
Jotaro's heart was pounding as he quickly assessed the situation. He knew he had to act fast to get out of this predicament. He clenched his fists and prepared himself for a fight.
The tall, muscular guy with the nun-chuck was the first to attack. Jotaro quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the weapon. He knew that he needed to get that nun-chuck away from him, so he made a move to grab it.
As he reached for the weapon, he felt a sharp pain in his back. The short guy with the knuckle bracers had landed a punch. Jotaro gritted his teeth and retaliated with a powerful kick, sending the short guy rolling across the pavement.
The leader of the group swung his baseball bat at Jotaro's head, but Jotaro was ready. He reached out and yanked the bat out of the leader's grip, causing him to stumble and fall over.
Jotaro took a step back, his eyes scanning the group. He saw that the leader was now brandishing a chain, the tall one with the nun-chucks was swinging them around dangerously, and the short one with the knuckle bracers was getting up. Jotaro knew he had to be quick and decisive.
He dodged the chain as it whizzed past his face, then kicked the tall guy in the shin. The guy howled in pain and dropped the nun-chucks, which Jotaro quickly grabbed. He twirled them around once, getting a feel for their weight, then swung them at the leader's head. The leader tried to block it with his bat, but Jotaro was too fast. The nun-chucks knocked the bat out of his hand and he stumbled back, dazed.
Jotaro took advantage of the leader's momentary confusion and punched him in the face, sending him reeling backwards. The short guy with the knuckle bracers lunged at him, but Jotaro sidestepped and kicked him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
Jotaro stood there, breathing heavily, adrenaline pumping through his veins. The group lay on the ground, groaning in pain. Jotaro looked around, making sure there were no other attackers lurking nearby. He picked up his school bag, which had fallen during the fight, and started to walk away, his heart still pounding.
As he walked, he realized that he was bleeding from a cut on his cheek where the knife had nicked him. He pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it to his face. The 4 men tried to sneak attack him again.
Without thinking, Jotaro acted quickly and grabbed the leader, intending to pull him aside. But with a loud crack, he broke the man's hand and arm. Jotaro had been in fights before and knew how to defend himself. However, he couldn't prepare himself for what came next. The short guy lunged at him and kicked him with tremendous force, causing some of his ribs to crack.
Jotaro lay on the ground, unable to move. That's when the tall muscular guy came from behind and grabbed him. Jotaro tried to struggle, but he was in the air, and his arms were useless. He quickly assessed the situation and kicked the guy's shin, which caused him to fall to the ground with a crack.
But there was still one more guy to deal with. Jotaro knew that he had to act fast, but before he could do anything, the guy was sneaking up on him with lightning-fast reflexes. Without hesitation, Jotaro punched the guy in the face, breaking his nose. The guy grabbed his nose in pain, but Jotaro wasn't done yet. He punched the guy in the gut, and with a loud crack, he broke some of his ribs.
As the guy fell to the ground, Jotaro walked over to the leader and squatted down. "If you ever mess with me again, I will make it worse," he said with a stern voice. He grabbed the man's hands and proceeded to break each finger one by one. Jotaro knew that this would send a message and hopefully prevent any future confrontations.
Jotaro walked away from the scene of the fight, his handkerchief still pressed against his bleeding cheek. His mind was racing as he replayed the events in his head. The way he had broken bones with such ease and the way he had moved with lightning-fast reflexes. It didn't feel natural to him.
As he walked past shop windows, he caught glimpses of a faint aura surrounding him. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating, but the aura persisted. Jotaro felt a chill run down his spine. Was he possessed by an evil spirit? It was a concept he had heard of in stories and folklore, but he had never thought it could be real.
Jotaro couldn't bear the thought of hurting someone again because of this mysterious aura. He knew he had to do something about it. After contemplating his options, he made his way to the police station. He walked up to the reception desk and explained his situation to the officer on duty.
Jotaro sat on the cold metal bench inside the cell, staring blankly at the walls. He had turned himself in to the police station, but now he was starting to wonder if that was the right decision. The aura he had been seeing around himself had been growing stronger, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was possessed by an "evil spirit".
He leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes, trying to calm his racing thoughts. He couldn't explain what was happening to him, but he knew it was something beyond his control. He had never believed in supernatural things before, but now he was starting to doubt everything he thought he knew.
The sound of footsteps outside the cell door made him open his eyes. A uniformed police officer walked in, looking at him with a mix of suspicion and confusion. "What's your story, kid?" the officer asked.
Jotaro hesitated for a moment before answering. "I don't know how to explain it, but I think I'm possessed by something. I've been seeing this aura around myself and I feel like I'm not in control of my own actions."
The officer raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. "You expect me to believe that? You know how many crazy people we get in here claiming to be possessed?"
Jotaro sighed, knowing how ridiculous it must sound. "I know, but I had to do something. I can't just ignore this and hope it goes away."
The officer shook his head. "Well, I don't know what to tell you. We can't just let you go based on your word alone. You'll have to wait here until we figure what to do with you."
Several hours passed, and Jotaro could hear the sounds of officers coming and going in the station, the guard came back with a clipboard "Jotaro, did you beat up 4 gang members?" "Yes, but it was in defense, I didn't know my strength, The evil spirit magnified my strength." Jotaro said. "The four gang members are in the hospital, we examined them, you broke 15 bones, Their story checks out, and you are free to go," said the officer, unlocking the cell door.
But Jotaro didn't move. "I can't go," he said, looking up at the guard. "I need to get this spirit out of me."
The guard looked at him skeptically, but Jotaro could tell he was a little unnerved. He was used to dealing with small-time criminals, not someone claiming to be possessed by a supernatural force.
Meanwhile, Holly Joestar was beside herself with worry. She had always been concerned about Jotaro's safety, but this was beyond anything she had ever imagined. She answered the phone to hear the voice of a police officer on the other end, "Is this ?" "Yes," she said. "Your son Jotaro is in a cell at the local police station. We will go over the details in the morning."
She let out a cry of anguish and sank into a chair, her mind racing with questions and fears. What had happened to Jotaro? Was he hurt? Would he be okay?
Jotaro sat in his cell, twirling the remote control car in his hand. He had gotten used to the strange occurrences that had been happening since he discovered his 'evil spirit.' He didn't fully understand what was happening to him, but he knew that he could control things with his mind. As he played with the remote control car, the other prisoners in the cellblock stayed away from him. They had heard the rumors about the crazy guy who beat up four gang members, and they didn't want any trouble.
Suddenly, Jotaro's evil spirit spoke to him. A series of 'Ora's.' came out which meant "Play with me, Jotaro," it hesitated, unsure if he wanted to entertain the strange entity inside him, but eventually gave in to its demands. He began to play with the remote control car.
As Jotaro played with the remote control car, his evil spirit continued to bring him items. It brought him a Rubik's cube, a deck of cards, and even a small box TV. The officers who were on duty that night looked skeptical as they watched the strange happenings in Jotaro's cell.
Finally, after several hours of playing with his evil spirit, Jotaro grew tired. He lay down on his bunk and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the strange presence inside him. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen to him now that he was locked up in a cell with his evil spirit.
As they walked down the hallway of the police station, Holly couldn't help but feel worried about her son. She was eager to see him and find out what was going on. The police officer, who had been assigned to her, began to explain the situation.
"So, Mrs. Kujo, your son Jotaro was involved in an altercation with four gang members. He broke 15 of their bones, but claims it was in self-defense and that he is possessed by an evil spirit. We examined the gang members, and they corroborated his story. It's a strange case," the officer said.
Holly listened intently, trying to process the information. She had never heard Jotaro mention anything about an evil spirit before. She couldn't wait, so she ran down the hall.
As Holly hurriedly made her way down the corridor of cells, her heart pounded with worry about her son. Flashes of memories from Jotaro's childhood flooded her mind, causing a mix of emotions to well up within her.
She remembered a vivid image of Jotaro as a young boy, kicking a ball around in their backyard. She would cheer him on, urging him to throw the ball to her, their laughter filling the air. The memory brought a bittersweet smile to her face as she continued running.
Another memory emerged, this time from Jotaro's middle school years. She recalled standing by the track field, anxiously wishing him luck before a crucial race. The excitement and nervousness in her voice were palpable, and she found herself reliving the intensity of that moment as if it were happening again.
A third memory surfaced, this one of Jotaro donning his high school uniform after passing the challenging writing exam. She vividly remembered offering to cook his favorite meal to celebrate his achievement. The joy and pride in her voice as she congratulated him washed over her once more.
Lost in the rush of memories, Holly couldn't help but let out a desperate cry, her voice echoing through the corridors. "Jotaro!" she called out, her concern and love for her son reverberating in her words.
Finally, she reached the cell where Jotaro was being held. The sight of him there, surrounded by the cold walls, struck her with a pang of anguish. She stepped closer, her eyes filled with a mix of worry and maternal affection.
"You're so damn annoying, you bitch!" Jotaro's sudden outburst startled Holly. The words stung, contrasting sharply with the memories she had just relieved. She stopped smiling saying "okay" she knew he still loved him.
"Jotaro, are you okay?" Holly asked, worry etched on her face.
Jotaro stood up and nodded, but didn't say anything. Holly looked around the cell and noticed the strange items that were scattered all over the floor.
"What's all this?" she asked, gesturing towards the items.
"My evil spirit brought them to me," Jotaro said calmly.
Holly's eyes widened in surprise. She had heard of evil spirits before, but never in the context of her own son. She didn't know what to say.
"Can you describe the evil spirit to me?" said Holly. Jotaro nodded. "It's a humanoid figure…."
Joseph sat at his desk, deep in thought, when his phone began to ring. He picked it up and answered with a cheery "Hello?" But instead of a greeting, he was met with a long pause, followed by a loud cry from the other end. His daughter Holly's voice was shaking as she spoke.
"Dad, it's Jotaro," she said urgently. "He's in trouble. He gained a stand while beating up some thugs, and he is in a cell to protect everybody. I don't know what to do."
Joseph's brow furrowed as he listened to his daughter's distress. He knew that stands were powerful and dangerous, and if Jotaro couldn't control his, it could spell disaster.
"Alright, Holly, don't worry. We'll take care of it," Joseph reassured her. He immediately called for his private plane to be prepared, instructing the pilot to get it ready for takeoff as soon as possible. He knew that time was of the essence.
He turned to Avdol and Suzy Q, who were both in the room with him, and told them what was going on. "We need to go to Japan and help Jotaro," he said gravely.
Avdol and Suzy Q nodded, knowing the gravity of the situation. They all quickly gathered their belongings and boarded their private planet, ready to fly to Japan and help Jotaro with his stand problem.