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Jotaro threw a punch at the woman. She was agile, he’ll admit that. He watched as Koichi made her hand heavy, making her fall to the ground.
“You pieces of shit…” she snarled at them, “Have fun in Italy! Under Pressure, Time Travel!”
Jotaro and Koichi couldn’t move. They watched as a white light blinded them, and they felt themselves falling. Jotaro could no longer see Koichi. He suddenly felt himself grounded on the floor, so he started running forward. Then he ran into someone and the white light faded.
Jotaro felt a sharp pain in his arm. It was unbearable pain. He wanted to scream in pain, but held back. He looked and saw that his arm was melting.
“Who are you to attack me?” a woman’s voice sharply snapped at him. He looked up and saw a woman with long, brunette hair. She wore a short black dress with a red scarf, with sunglasses perched on her head.
“I wasn’t attacking you, bitch.” Jotaro snapped back. He stood up, towering over her. He winced in pain at the flesh of his arm melting.
“Where did you even come from? You just appeared in a flash of light and ran into me.”
“I was attacked by a stand user.” Jotaro stared at her.
“A what?” she looked confused, getting more and more annoyed.
“You wouldn’t get it.” Jotaro turned around on his heel and looked around. He didn’t recognize the place he was in, and it certainly didn’t look like a place in Morioh.
Suddenly, something grabbed Jotaro by the neck and threw him to the ground, “Oh no, I’m not letting you just leave with no explanation!” The woman shouted at him, “Who are you and how did you get here!”
“How about you explain who you are to me.” Jotaro snapped at her.
“My name is Lisa Lisa.”
“Dr. Jotaro Kujo.”
“That’s a Japanese name, you’re Japanese speaking fluent English?”
“My mother, grandfather, and ex-wife are all American.” Jotaro blankly said as he stood up, “Now, I need to find my friend. Short with silver hair.”
“Never heard of them.” Lisa Lisa glared at Jotaro. Her stare reminded him of himself.
Suddenly, an annoying female voice screamed. They both looked over at a blonde girl in a blue and black maid outfit, “Master Lisa Lisa, who’s that!?”
“Mr. Jotaro Kujo.”
“Dr. Kujo.” Jotaro snapped. He’s spent years getting that title, he wasn’t going to let it go to waste.
“Dr. Kujo.” Lisa Lisa sighed, “Suzie Q darling, where are the other two?”
“They’re training with Messina and Loggins.” She explained. Jotaro stared at the girl in shock. This is his grandmother, but she looks so young.
He remembered what the stand user said before they came here. Time travel. He’s in the past, but how far back?
“Fetch Caesar for me, please.” Lisa Lisa said, and Suzie Q turned and left.
“Where am I?” Jotaro asked Lisa Lisa.
“Italy.” She stated, “You’re dressed oddly, that’s not how Japanese people dress.”
“It’s how I dress, and from what I know from my grandmother, Italians don’t dress like that either.” Jotaro snapped at her.
“I’m not Italian, don’t assume.”
“I’m more confused on how you melted my arm.” Jotaro pointed at his arm, which still hurt a shit ton, and was still melting.
“Hamon breathing.” Lisa Lisa stated as of it were obvious.
“Oh, Hamon.” Jotaro calmed down a little bit. He knew Hamon already, “I already know what Hamon is, my grandfather used to use it.”
“Used to?” Lisa Lisa narrowed her eyes.
“He gave it up to grow up with his wife.” he chuckled, “Then proceeded to cheat.”
“Sounds like a prick.”
“Yeah,” Jotaro shrugged, “but he’s loveable when you get to know him.”
“Sounds familiar.” Lisa Lisa looked at Jotaro’s sleeve cuffs, “I can’t help but notice that pattern on your cuffs, you know where that’s from?”
“Oh,” he looked at the triangular pattern of purple and orange triangles on his cuffs, “no, not really.”
“You know, just like your grandfather, you’re quite loveable when you’re not being a complete douche.” Lisa Lisa smirked at Jotaro.
“Master Lisa Lisa,” an unfamiliar male voice suddenly rang in the corridor, and Jotaro turned around to see a man with blonde hair approaching, “you called for me?”