2,000 years later... ---->
As well all know, 50 years after the events of Phantom Blood, 1889...
Year 1938... In the amazing place of dreams New York City, after the discovery of a pillar man at Mexico.
A British-America man walked around the streets of New York almost aimlessly.
"Judgin' from yer accent there, I'd guess yer from England! On vacation, are ya? Fresh off the boat? I see..." A man behind a coca cola stand asked the Englishman as he showed the drinks he had to offer. "You gotta pay if you wanna try this though. Money makes the world go round here, if ya catch my drift."
The Englishman nodded reaching for his wallet to pay for the delicious soda.
Yoinks! His wallet was swiped away by a pickpocket.
The thief was in thrill to know that he's stolen quite a lot from the Englishman. Lucky him!
Before he can run much further, the thief was caught by two police officers. The cops commented among themselves pulling a deal with the pickpocket then beat him down. Before more pain would come of the thief, the Englishman before stopped and confronted the men. His face remain calm and nonchalant when the bigger cop made a mockery of him. Annoyed and seething with a powerful aura the Englishman scared away the cops using a familiar ancient power with the Cola bottles.
When seeing the results of the fight the Englishman began to freak out about how what if his Granny Erina were to find out he was causing trouble again. He would have to feel her wrath.
He called the pickpocket that he saved to follow after him to leave the scene. The pickpocket, who has introduced himself as "Smokey Brown", asked for the name of this Englishman.
"Joestar, Joseph Joestar"
Joseph Joestar a.k.a JoJo, walked the streets of New York now beside his Granny Erina and new friend Smokey to grab a Taxi. Their destination to a restaurant for a feast, but not before Erina scolding Joseph for his comment about considering Speedwagon as a love interest for a loyal widow like herself.
Everything was going rather well, till Smokey was rudely told to leave by a man who looked obviously affiliated with intentions to hurt a man if he even looked at him.
JoJo stood up from his seat ready to fight, with Erina's permission of course.
"Your pickin' a fight, kid?" Spoke the rude man.
"Hey, old man! If you're looking for your brass knuckles, they're not in your jacket! How about checking your back pocket?" JoJo answered with a shit eating grin
The man, startled, was confused on how the Joseph Joestar knew such minor details. Bystanders all around watched in amusement.
JoJo's next line was... "Your next line is... 'How did you know where my brass knuckles were... Bastard?!'!"
The man said exactly what JoJo predicted he would say. With that, Joseph smirked and made it clear he won before the fight even started.
Everyone in the restraunt that witnessed Joseph's victory clapped then went on with what they were doing.
The man's partner walked up to Joseph, apologizing to JoJo and company. "Ma'am you're Erina Joestar, are you not? I do much business with Mr. Speedwagon--he spoke of you when I was in London. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." He began to tell them about Speedwagon's death by Straizo.
JoJo harshly punched the man in the gut for making his wonderful grandmother Erina have to remember her trauma that had happend fifty years ago. Dio Brando. The stone mask. Jonathan Joestar's death. A BIZZARE journey awaits JoJo.
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Fanfiction!!!This is Book 1!!! . . . Started: Oct 23, 2020 Ended: Nov 15, 2020 Republished: Jul 6, 2024 . . . Original story and Characters by Hirohiko Araki . . . Drawings and OC by me!