It was a quiet town. It began like any other morning. "Mori Mori Mori Mori Morioh cho Radio!" Sparkled to life from the speakers. Nothing was awry, until a new visitor came to town wearing all white. This story takes place in Part 4 of JoJo's Bizarre Adventures. The story is going to range from slightly different to drastically different depending on what happens. Feel free to take a read, and before you ask, this isn't a lemon or romance type thing, sorry to disappoint you. Strictly action and plot. I do not own JoJo. Mister Araki owns all that is seen in this. I only own the main character and his stand. Everything else belongs to the wonderful man who made JoJo. (Also please do not sue.) On Hiatus Until Further Notice