Victor had woke up on the couch, his upper body hanging off it, and he just stared blankly at the wall across from him.
He groaned as he pulled himself up and he stretched himself out, his back popping and he sighed in relief. "That's better."
He looked around and smelled his clothes, 'I should shower.' He creaked his neck as he walked to the shower and undressed.
He turned on the water and waited till it was warm, 'I wonder if I'm the only one who stares at it while it warms up.'
He got in and scrubbed his body thoroughly and shampooed his hair. He got a bit in his eye and yelled, "Son of a protestant whore!" He pryed his eye open and rises it out, he finished up and turned off the water.
He grabbed a towel and dryer himself off. "Ow, still stings." He looked at his eye, it was red and he could feel it burning.
He sighed and went to his room and got dressed, he put on a grey T-shirt and jeans. He put on his coat and gloves and walked out, locking the door.
He walked down the sidewalk and after a few blocks he saw police around a building. A steel door was crashed into it and some rubble had crushed a older man and his dog.
Victor looked at it, "Geez, how did that happen?" He felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned to see a man who looked his age.
He had black hair and his right eye was a deep amber color and his other was almost a white color. It looked like a contact lense. There were tattoos around his eyes and he had piercings on his ears, two on his left and one on his right.
He wore a similar pair of gloves as Victor and a black leather jacket with a leather bag strapped around his shoulder. His fingernails seemed lightly painted black.
He had a sad expression on his face, "Shame isn't it? It pains me to see this kind of thing happen."
Victor looked at him and nodded, still caught off by his sudden appearance, "Y-Yeah, I'm actually a few blocks from here. I've seen him a few times, he seemed nice."
The man nodded, "Ah, I see." He shook his head and smiled, "I apologize, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Damien Grimfore, pleasure to meet you." He held his hand out to Victor.
Victor looked at it for a while before slowly taking it, "I'm Victor, Victor Von. You from around here?"
Damien shook his head, "No, I only moved here a week ago."
Victor nodded his head, 'There's something about this guy that gives me a chill, even his smile makes me on edge, like he's hiding something.' He put that aside as best he could and smiled back, "Well, I have to go. It was nice meeting you, Damien?"
He nodded his head, "Yes, I hope to see you again. I feel we have much in common."
That sent a chill down Victor's spin, 'Yeah, he's hiding something. Could he be a stand user?' He nodded and walked away, leaving the man to himself.
'He's already caught on to me, he's showing it so much it's almost embarrassing. Easy pray for me.' He grinned and walked in the opposite direction of Victor.
After a few hours Victor made it to the White Wyrm and sat at the bar, he waved over the bartender, he was different from the one before, younger with long blomde hair in a pony tail and he had a scarf on. "Hey Alex, where's your boss at? I thought he was working today."
Alex was mixing a drink, "He called in sick, asked if I could fill in for him." He poured a man the drink and he turned around and grabbed a glass. "You need something?"
Victor shook his head, "Just a drink." Alex nodded and filled the glass with whiskey and slid it across the bar to Victor.
Victor grabbed it and took a sip and nodded his head in thanks.
He looked at Alex, "Actually, could I borrow your phone?"
Alex was mixing another drink, pulling a few tricks as he did so, "You know where it is"
Victor smirked and got up, "Alright, thanks." He headed to the back and grabbed the phone, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. It was crumbled up but he could still read the numbers on it, as well as the words, 'Call me' on it.
He smiled at the words and he dialed the number, he could hear the dial tone ring a few times. 'Come on, pick up.' It rang three times before he heard a voice.
"Hello, who is this?" It was a female voice, Victor sighed in relief.
"Hey, Akiko. It's Victor, I'm calling from the White Wyrm. Are you able to make it over here, I might need your help with something.
"Huh? Uh, sure I'm off work today. Why, are you in trouble?" There wasn't a bit of concern in her voice.
"Maybe, I might have ran into a stand user. He seemed to be hiding something behind a sweet smile." Victor felt a chill when he thought of it.
"Alright, I'll be there in an hour. Be careful okay?" She still didn't seem concerned. 'How very like her.' Victor thought.
Victor thanked her and hung up the phone. He stood there for a moment, thinking of the situation.
"Hey there~" A voice came from behind Victor, he felt every part of him tense up.
"I didn't think I'd see you so soon. Then again, it's natural right? We are stand user after all~"
'T-This voice. It feels like its digging into me, like it wants to tear me apart from the inside.'
Victor took a deep breath, "The Metal!" His stand shot put spikes in all directions behind him. Victor was panting heavily, 'This guy's presence, it's so suffocating.'
"Oh, so this is your stand? It's actually interesting~"
Victor quickly turned around and saw him, that man. Damien behind him, and in front of him was a eight foot tall woman. She was wearing armor and a sword was sheathed by her side. She was squeezing the spikes together and she had a calm expression on her face.
'That's his stand!?' Victor thought. He could already tell that he was at a disadvantage.
Damien smiled that horrifying smile, this time he let the intent behind it show. "I hope you know that I'm not doing this because I feel like it. I was just hired to kill you."
Victor didn't waste anytime and recalled his stand and used it to retreat outside the bar's back exit. His stand had wrapped around him and quickly pulled him away.
He cut through the door and headed down the back ally. He stopped a few meters away from the door, he looked back and saw Damien standing in the doorway.
"Oh? I thought you would have been running away by now. You wish to fight me?" He was smiling and he stepped away from the door.
"Well, I admire your bravery. I'll be sure to kill you as quick as possible." He grinned, "Iron Maiden!" His stand appeared again and she drew her sword.
Victor shook his head, "Don't think I'll just let myself die so easily." His stand formed around his arms to form clawed limbs. He scrapped them together and made a shower of sparks.
Damien looked in amusement, "Hmm, I'm liking you a lot more. It's a shame we have to do this."
The two stood across from each other, ready to attack at a moment's notice.
A couple of streets away, Akiko was running along the roof tops, using her stand to pull herself to the next roof. "Please be okay Victor, I'd rather not loss a friend after I just get to know them."
To be continued.So I'm leaving y'all on a cliff hanger. Bite me. I hope y'all like Iron Maiden, I originally was going to give Victor Iron Maiden but I figured it seemed too common for Jojo. Give the main character a stand that has a lot of power and short range. So I gave Victor The Metal to make it more interesting and give him a slight handicap compared to other stands. Keep on mind this series will be a bit slower than any other I write because I'll be having to make stands and characters. Anyway see you next time and as always ARRIVEDERCI
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FanfictionJust a Jojo's bizarre adventure thing I wanted to write, this didn't really intertwine with anything in the series (Except a few name drops here and there, it's taking place at the end of the events of part 5). Also if you would like to suggest a st...