JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Grimm

Chapter I: Star Platinum~Reaper, Origins~

"Look... all we need is to fuse their Stands, okay?" asked a voice.

"Don't pressure me, sweetie!" replied the other voice. "This is a huge risk, sweetie."

"I know... But these two are our only hope to defeating Salvi!" shouted the first voice.

"Wait... something's wrong!" shouted the second voice.

"OOOOOH MYYYY GOOOD!!!" shouted the first voice. "THE OTHERS!!! THEY'RE DEAD!!!"

"What about ours?!" asked the second voice.

"They're alive... No... Oh no..." said the first voice. "No, God, no!"

"What is it?" asked the second voice, as the first voice cried.

"What have we created?" asked the first voice. "We've created monsters... our very own... we turned them into monsters... I didn't know this would happen..."

"Oh, sweetie!!!" cried the second voice...

A man with a baseball cap and a black cloak stood in the darkness, as a Stand slowly emerges from his body. The Stand is purple in color and is overly muscular and humanoid. He has long hair and very little body armor.

"Easy there, Star... Log 1. Hello, my name is Miguel JoJo..." Miguel spoke in his recorder. "My father was a Stand-User. He both could create weapons and is a psychic using his Stand, Open Arms. My mother was also a Stand-User who wielded Love Deluxe. Love Deluxe had the ability to manipulate soul magic.

Five years ago, my mother was mysteriously killed in front of me by four masked men. Then, my Stand was revealed to them. Seeing what I was capable of, they bonked me and threw me away on an island: The island I currently am on. Here, I've had some friends... like Balsby over here."

Miguel turns to Balsby, a basketball with a face drawn unto it.

"Hey, Balsby!" smiled Miguel.

Balsby does not respond and stared back at his soul.

"Good one, Balsby!" laughed Miguel. "So, now I'm here... Here to suffer in the hands of the New World Order..." Miguel smiles sweetly. "That's why I'm killing all of them! They killed all of my friends in the Marines on this Island of the Forgotten! Semper Fi, Balsby!" he smiled sweetly. "I'm killing all of them, Balsby," his smile disappears. "Hm," he muttered. "Time for me to begin...

My entire life, I was bullied by my classmates and had my morale lowered by these people. The reason? It's because I was the biggest loser in the entire world... Unlike my younger brother, whom I greatly admire, I can never be an All-Star. But, I just want to be an All-Star, you know? I want to be the hero that will save the world... and show all of them what I can be... Right Balsby?"

Balsby doesn't respond, as his alarm rings.

"Time to save Burnham," Miguel said, as he put on a skull torn off that looks like a mask. He then straps a bottle of gasoline on his belt as he takes out the cap so that it leaks and spills out. 

He takes Balsby and straps it on his belt underneath his coat.

(theme begins)

His Stand emerges from his body.

"Come on, Star," he said. "Star Platinum!"