JJBA x Readers Volume 2

Spirit Medium Sherry

The Stand in this short piece is pretty much the magatama from Ace Attorney, granting spirit medium powers which the reader struggles to control. It's easy to write about, it's from Ace Attorney and I had to write something to celebrate my last day at uni for the winter holiday!

Stand: Maya, a magatama which can be summoned similar to Hol Horse's Emperor.

Other notes:

- The User is unfamiliar with their Stand so doesn't know how to control it
- Due to this they can't channel very long or channel deeply, leading to confusion as to whether the things being said are that of the deceased's consciousness or the readers because yano, drama

After allowing you to sleep til at least noon in a bid to try to separate from you in the United Arab Emirates, the group never imagined you'd stow away in the fancy car Joseph bought. During the commotion about the sick baby, it gave you a chance to smuggle yourself onto the plane, squished behind the cargo bags. There was no way you were leaving them to die alone, because there was so much more to this than they were letting on.

Somehow through the deep sleep, you'd heard it all, the screams, the baby. There'd been a crash, which you had survived even in your unconscious state. Shifting a little, you tried to poke your head out and peek out of one of the windows to see what the talk of being too tired was about. All of a sudden your hiding place drowned in a low light, flinging you into a panic. Somebody was moving the seats! Murmuring words to yourself, you summoned Maya, gripping it tightly. As your body was tugged from the plane, everything fell silent.

"You have to be fucking kidding me, good grief!"
Jotaro prodded you from behind, shoving you into view. Joseph overheard the shouts, looking over.
"Jesus Christ, Jotaro. Let her go!" Hesitantly, the grip loosened and threw you forward. "Y/N, you've done a very dangerous thing--!"
Polnareff's squeal interrupted the sentence. Colour drained from his face as he backed away, fear getting the better of him. Before him stood his little sister, brutally raped and murdered by J Geil! She was buried in France, there was no way she could be here!
"Sherry? Sherry, is that really you?"
Sherry walked forward, face blank despite knowing who was in front of her. The flat-topped Frenchman was in absolute awe, he would have done anything to have his sister back.
"The clown," she stammered, confused. Convulsing, it was like she was possessed. Sherry fell to the floor, mimicking being pinned onto the ground as she muttered beneath her breath. Joseph gripped Polnareff, restraining him from his sister as Jotaro manhandled her. Fighting back, the entire group was shocked when a mist shook her ribs, shooting out her mouth towards the sky. Flesh flaked off your face like age old paint on a dainty porcelain doll, to reveal the medium beneath, limp from exhaustion.
"Y/N? How did she do that?"
"I think this is what she was trying to show us back in Abu Dhabi."
A dizzy grogginess surfaced, your hazy vision clearing up a little. Stirring in somebodies arms,