Jotaro's Memory Disc

Time paused only for five seconds but it was long enough for him to push his daughter out of the bullets' trajectory. She was safe for now. Time started moving again. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Five shiny pieces of metal pierced his already wounded body. Five new holes draining him from blood, five new weaknesses the enemy could exploit. His body fell hard on the wall, he moved a little bit to take shelter from any other incoming attacks. The fresh wounds left a bloody trail on the wall.

Jotaro Kujo looked at his daughter. Thank god, she was safe and sound, just scratches here and there from the previous fight, he just barely made it in time. His gaze fell on her expression. She looked scared, her lips were moving but he was unable to hear her.

Suddenly, he felt something, someone touched his head from behind. There was no need for him to turn around, he knew instantly. White Snake, Pucci's stand managed to get him, He'd lost, he'd failed to protect his daughter. The priest now had both Star Platinum and his memories.

His life flashed before his very own eyes. Voices from the past, filled his head and whispered. Images changing one after the other like a slideshow. He was in jail, where he first met his grandfather, Joseph Joestar, Muhammad Avdol and his stand Magician's Red , but most importantly a part of him that would accompany him through the res of his life, a part he has now lost, his own stand, Star Platinum. A new memory emerged as this one dissolved, Noriaki Kakyoin was firing emerald splash at him a few moments later he was removing Dio's flesh bud from his forehead. It shifted again "I am Jean Pierre Polnareff". His memories started going faster and faster. India, Pakistan, his first meeting with Iggy, their cooperation...The photo. The photo they took when they first arrived at Egypt, the one he used to look at every night when he was in Morioh, fighting Kira Yoshikage. Every time he found himself in a dead end, he always wondered what would have Avdol or Kakyoin done, what would they do if they were there? The slideshow of his life paused for a moment, a weird warmth grew inside of him, he hadn't felt this emotions for years, maybe even decades. It was happiness, nostalgia after Dio's death he tried to forget that part of him, he buried underneath everything and put on a tough mask. They were all smiling in that photo, even he, though it was barely noticeable. "I hope they knew how much I cherished them. " he tried whispering but no sound came out of his mouth. The memory dissolved, a new one appeared, Avdol was dead, Iggy was dead, Kakyoin was dead. He, Polnareff and Gigi where standing in the middle of the desert, Dio's body was crumbling and turning to dust under the burning rays of the Sun. "If only I could relive those moments, if only I had been more open with them, if only I could have saved them" He was now in Morioh, his uncle Josuke was all beaten up and bloody after confronting Kira but he was grinning, he could also see Rohan, Okuyasu and Koichi, smiles engraved on their faces. The photo came back. "I know it's too late to say that but I loved you guys, I wish I could have fun with you one last time." A tear rolled down his cheek and fell on the prison's floor. The discs were extracted.

This was the death of a hero who sacrificedeverything he could to save the world.