Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: A New Universe
Chapter 47: Signs of Future Trouble
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Joseph was watching the events of the Steel Ball Run from his own office in New York City. He had tried using his new Stand Hermit Purple, which had manifested almost a year earlier, to find and track Sadao, whom he heard was running the race. However, while he could focus on the race itself, the footage he picked up from the television was limited to what was being shown on cameras, and not all of it focused on Sadao or his team. He tried using the camera that could also channel his Stand's new power, which created spirit photography, but he only got more pictures of his family's old nemesis.
'It's been almost a hundred years since Grandpa Jonathan defeated Dio,' he thought, 'And it still wasn't enough to end him once and for all. And now, if these pictures are to be believed, Dio's attached himself to my father's body.' He crumpled up the picture he held. "This is as good as insulting our family lineage!," he called out, "Hasn't Dio done enough to us!?" The knowledge that Dio's casket had been found a few years earlier on a salvage boat, completely empty, had sent Joseph spiraling into depression, as he was sure that, with Kars gone forever, his family would have nothing more to worry about.
It wasn't until he met a young college woman in Japan and spent some time with her that he recovered. Of course, he had to keep it a secret from his family. They had enough to worry about as it was. That woman may have fallen in love, but Joseph was still very much in love with his own wife Suzi Q, so to him it was just a means of coping. Maybe that was another reason why he was staying out of Japan, in spite of his daughter living there now. 'They can't know what I went through... It would only bring further trouble...'
He then got a call and picked up the phone. "Hello?" 'Joseph, good to hear from you,' came Lisa Lisa's voice. "Mom," Joseph said, cheering up, "Just the voice I needed to hear." After marrying her second husband, Elizabeth Hubert, still called Lisa Lisa by her close friends, stopped slowing down her aging to disguise how old she really was. Her husband was blissfully unaware that Lisa Lisa was older than him, even if she didn't look it, and of course no one outside the Joestar's circle of friends figured it out.
'Have you seen your son-in-law's standing in the Steel Ball Run?,' Lisa Lisa asked as they talked, 'There's some odd things happening around him and his team. Honestly it reminds me of Applejack and Twilight.' "Well I've been able to make sense of it," Joseph said, "I recently got a Stand of my own." 'Oh,' Lisa Lisa replied, surprised, 'Did Twilight let you have the arrow?' "No, and that's the issue," Joseph said, "By rights, while I do have the potential to possess a Stand, I shouldn't be developing one so late in life. I have some idea where it came from, but I'll be saving that for another time."
Back in the middle of the race, Team Kujo was finding out what Byron was talking about as they made their way through La Crosse in Wisconsin. Right in front of them was a abnormally small hurricane, moving at incredible speed as it raced across the highway. "No denying it this time!," Rudy called out, "That's a Stand for sure!" Indeed the Stand user in question, Roger Rexford, was his Stand Mighty Hurricane, a humanoid dressed in Chinese garb, to generate the terrible tropical phenomenon even in the more temperate climate.
"I think some racers are coming up from behind us," said another racer next to him who also was a Stand user. His name was Doctor Benny Clash, and his Stand Crazy Bear looked like a humanoid bear in yellow armor. "Just stick close to me so you keep to the eye of the storm," Rexford said, "The hurricane created by my Stand may not be as powerful as a real hurricane, but those winds can still send you flying across those fields hard enough to knock you out and send you into the hospital. Plus I need you near in case they managed to penetrate the storm wall. I'd prefer my buddy Draq to be hear since his Stand can cover my only weakness, but I'll take what I can get."
Clash grumbled. His Stand could only really send him into a berserker rage, which wasn't really very good in the middle of a race. It was perfect for actual combat, but they weren't likely to get off their bikes so far from the rest stop. Sure he could still try to attack, but there was enough room in the eye for them to evade on their faster motorcycles. Really he was rather limited in the current setting. The duo then heard the sounds of the engines of Team Kujo as they came in.
Radames was using Sun Goes Up to make the team heavy enough to drive even through the intense wind speed of the hurricane, while still staying on their bikes. "Your Stand is strong," Sadao admitted to Rexford, "But we have a few skills to make it through." Clash sighed. "This is not gonna be easy for me. Crazy Bear!" His Stand merged with him as he growled out a war cry. He pulled back to attack Sunset, who was closest, but she was able to block it with Tighten Up and counterattack, sending Clash right into the storm wall. Radames then had Sun Goes Up punch Rexford in the face, dispelling the hurricane and letting the team move on unhindered.
Less than fifteen-hundred kilometers from New York City, and the team was heading into Fort Atkinson. Right ahead of them was another racer who was running at powerful speeds and turning much sharper than any motorcycle should be able to. They soon saw the reason, as the racer had a Stand that resembled a minotaur. "Black Wallace coming through!," the racer called out, "My Stand Black Bull can make any vehicle as precise in its running as a real bull. It's perfect for this race. Before long I'll hit the top of the pack!"
"Guess he's the last obstacle before we hit Illinois," Rudy noted, "We'd better take him down here before he gets too far ahead, or he could snatch up a ball before we can." "Allow me," Sanji said, "From this distance I can snipe him easily. Reverse Rebirth!" The mechanical Stand emerged and armed its chest cannon. Aiming for Wallace's tires, it shot out an energy beam that hit the concrete near where Wallace was riding, causing him to peel out and crash, allowing the team to pass him. "So far so good," Sadao said, "Let's keep moving on. Our next major hurdle is Chicago."
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