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Chapter 1: Jotaro Kujo! Arrives in Fuyuki Town, Part 1

Staring from the mirror by his right side, a pair of green eyes blinked impassively at the moving scenery outside of the train.

Yet, despite the blank composure he had adopted in his lone sitting, Jotaro Kujo was far from calm with how the situation had gone for him and his family.

This development, the one that had seen him take the first plane back to Japan and a train that was currently leading him to one of the cities in the Kumamoto Prefecture he had never heard about up until now, had come out of nowhere.

And there was no denying about it, it was still leaving him as pissed as it did back when he was first called about it.

The specialist had been making plans for some time now to spend the soon to arrive holidays with his wife and daughter.

Jolyne had missed him a lot, and his work had seriously limited the means to be around at home… and that was ironic considering how annoying it had been back in his own childhood to deal with a barely-present father.

But while Sadao Kujo was forced to take numerous commission at once to sustain a family of three in which only he was working to support, Jotaro didn't have the same luxury as even his wife had her own job to keep up with.

And that's why, despite the incumbents request from his boss, the young man had been quite keen to make preparations to stay at home for the holidays.

He was curious to see more about his two-years old daughter, to be there to see if she was now able to walk around home or just not.

But much to his immense dismay and undeniable annoyance, this event was now delayed upon further notice as he had been called for something that needed his presence.

The Old Man's tone had sounded fairly urgent at the phone, and the importance behind some of his words were more than enough to get the young Marine Explorer to comply with the fact he had to be there to check on this particular city.

The Speedwagon Foundation had been active for some time now in checking for any supernatural event. Anything that could be connected to Vampires, or mostly DIO, was considered top priority that only the most experienced of Stand Users were meant to take upon.

Jotaro had yet to fight any of those bloodsuckers, but he had plenty of situations where he ended up facing Stand Users in the last seven years.

It wasn't something constant, and he had to admit that he had been slacking off a bit with the use of ｢Star Platinum｣.

The powerful Stand that had once matched up against Dio's ｢The World｣ had slightly weakened in these few years, and worst of it all its unique Time-Stopping ability had lessened with the lack of proper training.

What once allowed him to stop time for 5 seconds was now only available to him for 2 seconds, 3 if he wanted to put further strain on his fortitude, but 2 was the viable decision for most of the non-threatening circumstances.

A pity, but there was no reason in his mind to further improve in something that actually didn't help him much during his daily life. And that was ignoring how busy his life already was with the multiple papers he had to compile, most of those being reports that were all related to the studies he was still in the process of completing.

Taking a moment to sigh at the infuriating instance that saw him leaving home so suddenly and with little chance of warn his wife, Jotaro mused over what he was actually meant to try and find in this 'Fuyuki Town'.

There was a chance that some servants of DIO was acting up to try and bring back their former master, and the proof of it was detected by some instruments that had been created back in the 40s.

Robert E. O. Speedwagon, the founder of the organization that the Marine Explorer was somehow tied with, had been studying the odd happening within the Japanese city for some years before passing away.

Something bizarre was indeed happening within the seemingly tranquil town, and the evidence that the old man had sent him via email confirmed to him this little guess.

In 1934, about sixty years ago, the city endured some difficult and straining months after the massive explosion caused by a gas leak that devastated a considerable amount of Fuyuki.

While the event was tragic, the real issue was that the extent of the damage wasn't matching with any previous cases of explosions caused by any leaking from a gas-pipe.

Suspect had driven for more investigations from the first CEO of the Speedwagon Foundation, and the resulting effort brought up some document recovered from Nazi Germany.

A battalion of SS troops had been dispatched in Japan in that precise month for mostly unknown reasons.

Several journals having been recovered and studied over this specific subjects, and some light had been shed over the fact that a possibly ominous event having happened in that year to have led to that much destruction.

What truly rekindled the investigation had been a couple of letters having arrived to Joseph Joestar, his grandfather.

Despite the advancing age and the incapacity to now keep up with most of the threats still lurking around, the old man was still a formidable asset in terms of knowledge and planning.

Decades spent either making mistakes around, sharpening his wit, and winning battles had refined his mind well enough to make him even now an incredible advisor to ask council to.

The letters themselves lacked any signature, and they didn't have any other clues that could've helped in the process of tracing back the possible sender.

Consulting some private investigators proved to be a fruitless effort, but still there was the issue connected to the content of the letters and… it was what had driven the old man to actually call his grandson over this very topic.

There was a plot being executed as of now in Fuyuki Town. Something nefarious, and particularly dangerous if not approached with utmost caution.

What truly had burned a hint of nervousness within his mind was the fact that the mysterious letter-writer had been fairly explicit in bringing up his own name.

'Jotaro Kujo needs to investigate the situation'.

Quite straight-forward, but also worth of endless concerns over why he was the one that had to be sent in this specific mission.

The first theory had been that this was just a big trap waiting for him just to spring in action.

It was just too blatant and… that was what truly make it easy to dismiss. Having faced numerous enemies with their own unique mindsets over lying some ambushes along the way during his missions, Jotaro was well-aware that simplicity was never something that people were keen to use to this extent.

There was much more than what the situation looked like, but he was sure that a full-fledged trap having been prepared just for him was unlikely, or at least too sudden.

Most of the servants that were still loyal to DIO barely knew the identity of the one man that had killed the blond vampire, and there wasn't a proper connection between them all to try and find out the answer to this 'horrible question'.

The Marine Explorer stopped in his thoughts as he noticed that the train had started to slowly come to a full stop.

They had reached the main station within the city, a small section that seemed to be barely busy as of that moment, and it offered the chance to Jotaro to disembark without having to deal with large crowds.

His mind slowly tuned out from the direct connection to reality as he took his bags out from the proper compartment where he had left those, his first priority being leaving the stations and make his way right to where his hotel room, the one that had already been paid by the Speedwagon Foundation, was.

Fuyuki was a good stop for tourists, and that had been discovered in relatively moderate surprise as he continued to read the brochure detailing the town.

The place had received many subsidies from the government, allowing for the urban scenery to prosper more and develop in a proper modern city.

Some quarters were still stuck to a style that reminded him of early Showa period architectural style, something back from high school that had survived in the depths of his mind, and this very detail created an oddly pleasant sight over the entirety of the city.

Not too old, but not too much 'modern' as Tokyo or Osaka were.

Stepping outside the principal building that connected training leaving and coming to the city to Fuyuki proper, Jotaro took a brief moment to give a look around and try to get a proper glimpse of the kind of place he was supposed to stay for a while.

He had been asked by the old man to stay in this city for two weeks, just enough to verify the truthfulness of the dangers predicted by the letters and, if nothing suspicious happened in these few days, he was allowed to make a quick return to his family and enjoy some holidays with them.

At this point, there was no reason for the young man to not ask for some peace and calm away from the nuisances created by the long-deceased Dio Brando.

He was tired of having to clean up the messes left around by the blond bastard, and perhaps he should've seriously refused this kind of task.

As he started to walk towards where his hotel was located, Jotaro reached for the cellphone he had left by the pocket of his long white jacket, quickly composing the number that was connected to the one back home.

At this time of the day, his wife had to have been at home and he had planned to have some proper conversation now that there wasn't much of a hurry for him to have.

He was already in Fuyuki, perhaps he should have been a little more worried about the fact it was starting to get dark now that the night was approaching, but he first needed to talk with her and Jolyne.

There was silence, with the phone properly establishing contact back to his wife's but still not offering a mean to talk with her.

More minutes of silence passed and an irritated Jotaro ended the call that was being left unanswered.

Maybe he should have expected this by how angry the woman had gotten when they had last called, he couldn't help but admit that he could have offered some more details before departing from the United States.

A tired sigh left his lips as he put his phone back to the pocket where he had left it before.

But just as he did so, he failed to notice the shorter orange-haired fellow walking around the corner.

Considering the vast difference between the two individuals' respective sizes, the Marine Explorer merely recoiled a little at the impact, while the other part stumbled backward on the floor.

"Ouch, why don't you mind where-" The boisterous remark ended abruptly as the younger fellow stood up from his fallen state. Wide brown eyes stared in a mix of shock, fear, and awe as the fool noticed Jotaro's height.

"You're tall."

Green eyes narrowed at the sudden comment, but before the dark-haired man had the chance of reply to it, the young man quickly skipped around him, humming happily as he rushed away from the scene.

"I'm sorry, pal, but I'm quite late," The orange-haired moron muttered childishly, rendering the seriousness of that sentence quite void within the context.

Jotaro gave a look behind, staring at the retreating figure for a while before shaking his head and turning his attention forward and… right onto the small book that had fallen to the floor.

It wasn't something from his own possessions.

The lack of titles related to any piece of literature he liked or that it didn't seem themed after marine biology were stark clues that this book truly wasn't his.

He slowly took up, bringing it up to attention and… the first thing he noticed was the oddly familiar stench coming from it. He had already smelt something this putrid before, his eyes narrowing at the notebook for a moment before actually opening it.

Soon, realization struck in his widening eyes as he finally got a full glimpse of the horror within this journal.

The content was written in red ink- no, it was blood. Curiosity drove him to read the first paragraph available, and his face grew ashen-colored at being reminded so much of that diary.

Demons, summoning and… resurrection.

His blood boiled as he turned around to track down the possible owner of this dangerous paper, his eyes settling to the still visible silhouette of the young man still running around.

Even in a full sprint, Jotaro knew that he couldn't catch up this possible servant to Dio.

And so, for the first time in months, his eyes hardened as he felt his Stand appear to his side.

"｢Star Platinum: The World｣!"

Reinforcing his legs thanks to ｢Star Platinum｣, the Marine Explorer rushed recklessly across the street and right towards where this young man was going.

His mind was quick to elaborate the need to actually see where this fool was going, a strong gut feeling telling him that the situation was far worse than just a single bastard on the loose.

Thus, as the ~Time resumed its course~, the man decided to actually tail the orange-haired teen right up to where he was 'late' for.

It's been a while since he had to shadow someone around an unfamiliar place, but much to his relief the situation was a little more accommodating compared to Egypt.

Ten minutes passed silently, his mind keeping full attention over the unsuspecting youth as he finally arrived to the final stop of his wandering thorough the city.

There was nothing bizarre from the lone figure, just a degree of creepiness born from the overly-childish manner he had while walking around.

Nobody was paying much attention to him, yet Jotaro couldn't help but feel even more sure that he had found one of the issues within town.

And his suspicions were confirmed when the young man carefully forced the lock of entrance door of one of the houses within this part of town.

Whistling about without a care for the world, he paid little attention to his surroundings as his lockpick finally unlocked the mechanism keeping him from entering the normal house.

The young biologist blinked at the sight, his pace slowing down to a sluggish one as he carefully waited for the orange-haired man to finally enter inside the house before stepping a little closer.

There was some silence at first, and ｢Star Platinum｣ peeked from the opening of the door to see what was going on.

Tip-toeing across the hall, the intruder smiled eagerly as he looked at the light coming from what seemed to be a kitchen room.

His smile twitched, his posture tensed up for a moment… and then he lunged inside.

The silence broke as a loud scream shredded the little veil of quiet, urging Jotaro to move closer and see what was happening.

A man snarled, his wife standing closely behind him while their son trembled from the table to the side, at first unable to grasp what was happening.

The attacker was chuckling, pressing even more the knife he had plunged onto the man's guarding arm and twisting it on his flesh.

The father of family gritted his teeth in visible pain and the dark-haired Stand User noticed a glint coming from the unoccupied hand of the orange-haired killer.

Another knife!

Feeling like this situation required some support from his part, Jotaro didn't hesitate to project ｢Star Platinum｣ towards the unaware murderer.

"｢Star Platinum: The World｣." A softer activation of his powerful ability, the time stopped before his eyes and enabled his Stand to quickly punch to the wrist holding the unused dagger.

A swift 'ORA' broke that part of the arm before ｢Star Platinum｣ returned back within himself.

~Time resumed its course~, and the effects of that single attack were evident from the mere instant that the time-stop ceased.

Blood partly exploded by the damaged wrist, forcing the now agonizing attacker to drop his second blade to the floor out of the unconscious instinct created by the sudden pain.

The distraction was enough to also provide time for the family man to recover, his unharmed arm cocking his fist to the side as he punched the aggressor straight into his face.

A yelp and a crack, the murderer recoiled in surprise at the turn of things, but the chance of thinking properly over the unlucky twist was interrupted when the lone punch was followed by a brutal beating.

Having his family threatened by a weirdo, bleeding quite profusely from his arm, and seeing such an infuriating face, the unknown man didn't hesitate to take revenge at the unwarranted assault.

Jotaro shook his head at the sight, knowing by the time that the suspected DIO's follower had fallen to the ground that the police was going to take care of this scumbag.

He was no Stand User, and thus there was no reason to be worried about prison being unable to properly keep the monster at bay.

...Then again, that was if the judge assigned to his trial would offer the orange-haired man actual prison time instead of the capital punishment.

The lack of hesitation, the overall eagerness behind his actions. It wasn't a stretch to see that this wasn't the first crime of this kind he had committed.

With a quick nod to himself, the Marine Explorer left the premises of the house and the specific district, his mind returning to the fact he had yet to find the hotel he was supposed to stay by.

Moving swiftly across the sleepy streets of Fuyuki Town, Jotaro quietly managed to make his way to the Hyatt Hotel without much of an issue, quickly gaining access to his temporary room as he prepared to what was going to be a long night for him.

By having recovered what looked to be something similar to his diary, there was no doubt that he had to call once more the old man to confirm that something strange was happening in town.

It was just strange that he had met just a follower, unwilling to believe that whatever cell of DIO's servants was just so limited… especially with the material he had just recovered.

Yet, as he checked on his phone, the man couldn't help but scowl at himself at the five unanswered calls displayed within the device. Those were all from his wife.

Groaning at the unfairness of the situation, Jotaro decided to first focus on contacting his grandfather before trying anything else for now.

And while Jotaro Kujo settled for what was going to be two odd weeks to spend in this part of Japan, the 'real event' happening in the background had already started.

AN

Yare Yare… I think I'm going outright insane.

I mean, first a DIO SI, now a JojoXFZ crossover. We're transcending the heavens at this point and… there is so much that is left willingly unexplained as a first chapter.

But a quick recap so some people can understand from both series:
- The Year is 1994, Jotaro Kujo is currently 24, Jolyne is 2, and this story is set about 4 years before Part 4.

- There is a one-sided correlation between the Magus Association and the Speedwagon Foundation;

- Caster hasn't been summoned and there is a Servant Slot available for someone to pick up;

- Polnareff is currently MIA after departing for an investigation in Italy;