The team hit the road relatively early in the morning. They stopped at a gas station just outside of town to fuel up and buy some snacks for the road. As Jordan stepped out of the car, and into the sun, he felt a strange sensation on the back of his neck. He rubbed the spot, only to find that nothing was there. He could feel the strange sensation on his neck until he got into the car once more, when it subsided. He avoided talking about it, thinking that he had no real reason to worry.
They drove for what felt like forever. Jordan, despite his once unbridled love of the outside world, he had grown bored of the same old trees that lined the highway. He looked around at the other cars that drove with them, hoping to see some interesting models. When he looked out the back window, he saw something that unsettled him. Not too far behind them was a car that He remembered seeing not only in the parking lot of the motel, but also at the gas station. “Zeke, I think we’re being followed.” He said. “That car behind us has been everywhere we have today. The window is too tinted to see the driver.”
“Alright, I’ll take this next exit. If they follow us, then we need to get ready to fight.” Zeke said. He quickly cut onto the exit, leaving the other car speeding down the highway without them.
“You were just being paranoid.” Dan said.
“No, never doubt a Joestar’s instincts.” Bobby said.
Taking advantage of the small detour, they decided to refuel once more; as well as eating some late lunch. It was about an hour before they hit the road again. They all settled back into their driving doldrums, and after another extended period of time, Jordan saw the car tailing them again. “It can’t be the same car. I’m just overthinking things.” He thought to himself.
At last, they had finally arrived at their destination. “Welcome to Brookhaven Mississippi.” Zeke said. Jordan looked out behind the car to see if they were being followed. To his overwhelming belief, there was no car in sight.
Zeke parked in a shopping area near a park, and everyone got out to stretch. “Finally, a chance to walk around!” Dan said excitedly. He began walking toward the park.
‘Hey, hold up.” Bobby said. “Jojo said something about people following us. We shouldn’t be splitting up if we’re being watched.”
“No, I was just being paranoid, like Dan said.” Jordan said. “I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about.”
“Goodbye Jojo.” Dan cheered. He continued on his way to the park.
“Are you sure?” Bobby asked. Jordan nodded confidently. “Alright then. Guess I’m gonna go hit up that bar then.” He said, pointing with his thumb to a building down the street. Jordan waved goodbye as he and Zeke began to walk down the street.
As the afternoon sun beat down on him, Jordan could begin to feel the strange sensation on his neck once more. He huffed with annoyance, rubbing his neck. “Is something wrong Jordan?” Zeke asked. Jordan simply shook his head “no,” and continued walking. After a fer minutes, he began to feel similar sensations on other parts of his body. His arm, legs, stomach, and hands were all tingling. He patted and swatted the spots, trying to stop the tickling. “Are you sure you’re alright?” Zeke asked.
“Yeah, I just need to sit down” He replied, feeling light headed. “I guess the car trip was more exhausting than I thought it would be.” He sat on a bench and leaned beck. “Don’t worry about me Zeke, I just need to rest a bit.”
“Alright. I’ll go ask around for a few minutes; and then we can find a place to stay the night.” Zeke said before wandering off. Jordan nodded lazily with his eyes closed as Zeke left.
Once he was alone, Jordan began to look around the city. He enjoyed the buildings and trees planted in the street. The people passing by smiled and waved as they did so. The town seemed happy, simply for existing; and it in turn made Jordan happy. The only discomfort he had was the tingling sensation. “What is going on with me?” He asked out loud, hanging his head. As he looked at the ground, he saw something moving. He quickly adjusted his body to get a better look, only to discover a shocking sight. There were strange lumps wriggling in his shadow. They looked like thick worms, and they just so happened to be connected to the places that were feeling strange on his body. He double checked himself to make sure nothing was on his body. “This has to be the work of an enemy stand!” He shouted.
“What kind of attack is this? How do I stop it?” He asked himself. He jumped out of his seat to find the stand user, only to stumble around in place. He caught his balance after nearly falling over. His entire body felt weak, and he began to figure out why. “Leeches.” He said to himself. “These ‘shadow’ leeches must be sapping my strength.”
He tightened his jaw as he began to figure out his situation. “I have to stop this attack, but I can’t just attack shadows. I’ll have to take out the stand user to make them stop.” He looked around for someone that could be the user, but only saw happy people walking the street. “Think Jordan.” He said to himself. “The tingling started at two times, both of which when I stepped out of the car. What is it about the car that stopped the attack?” He didn’t think about it for very long before he felt a sharp pain on the side of his head. He looked down at his shadow to discover that the leeches had disappeared, and were replaced by the shadow of a large bird. The bird flapped around before ripping at Jordan’s arm with its talons. “AH!” He cried. He spun around to run down the street, discovering that he was sluggish from the shadow leeches feeding on him.
He ran past a group of girls walking down the street in single file before turning around to check on his distance from the bird. To his fright, the bird had changed into the shadow of what appeared to be a mountain lion. Knowing that he stood no chance of outrunning it, he tried to trick it by jumping into a small alley between the nearby buildings. Exhausted from the leeches, he fell to the ground and sat up against the wall of the alley. The shadow stalked its way up to the entrance of the alley before pouncing at Jordan. He closed his eyes, anticipating his fate. Several seconds passed with no pain, prompting Jordan to peek. The shadow had disappeared, and left no trace.
“That’s it!” Jordan said to himself. “The shadow of the alleyway. It can move freely through the shadows, but it can’t attack me unless my shadow is visible. That’s why I didn’t feel anything in the car, I sat in the seat that hid my shadow!” He began to think about how to deal with the stand user. “The sun is setting, meaning that these buildings cast their shadows out onto the street. I can run in them to avoid an attack. Good, because I now know who the stand user is.” He stood up, careful not to let his shadow appear, and stepped out onto the street. With a determined look, he ran toward the group of girls he saw earlier.
When he had caught up, he leaped from the shadows and threw a mighty punch with his stand’s fist. The blow whizzed by one girl’s head, nearly missing. She was so surprised that she fell over onto the street. “What the heck?! What’s wrong with you?!” She shouted.
“Don’t bother playing dumb, you won’t trick me stand user!” Jordan shouted back. The other girls in the group started to scream and run away. The girl in the street began to sweat, Jordan had called her bluff, despite the fact that she hid her eyes behind pitch black glasses. “A shadow’s length is proportionate to the length of the object casting it, and the position of the sun. At the right time of day, a six foot man will cast a six foot shadow. I may not know the formula exactly, but I do know that you are nearly the same height as those girls you were walking with. Why then, is your shadow one-third the size of theirs?!”
The woman gasped and tried to jump to her feet. “Dark Tranquility, tear him to ribbons!” she shouted. The big cat shadow leaped out towards Jordan. This time, however, Jordan knew exactly what to do. He brushed his hand to the side, causing his stand to throw out some strange dust that erupted into a pure white flash.
When the woman regained her eyesight, she saw that Jordan had stepped back into the shadows. “I was aware that you would attack me when I jumped out to attack you, so I had a plan in case my punch didn’t connect. Magnesium is used in flash grenades, a little of that could cancel out any shadow.”
“I see, you’ve figured out that Dark Tranquility can’t attack you without touching your shadow. But, I know my stand better than anyone else boy. I always come prepared.” She said, pulling a featherlight out of her pocket. it was powerful enough to show the shadow of Jordan’s head on the wall behind him, leaving plenty of space for Dark Tranquility to strike. Jordan didn’t consider a counter attack, he simply ran. “You can’t get away fast enough boy, I sucked up your energy with my stand. All your movements are now dull and sluggish.” She began to chuckle, following Jordan with her light. Jordan may have been moving slowly, but she didn’t offer much of a chase herself.
“Finally, it kicked in!” Jordan shouted. He began to book it at an insane speed, leaving the woman in the dust.
“What?! How are you moving that fast?!” She shouted, unable to keep up.
Eight years ago:
Poor little Jordan Joestar has spent the last two years of his life locked away in the Standing Branch Detention Center. Although he has grown slightly accustomed to his life here, it’s still a prison. Most of the prisoners are adults; and while the rest may be children, none of them get along with Jordan. He has very few friends, but the ones he managed to find are as loyal as they come. One such friend just happened to be an older man named Harris.
“Come on and watch this movie with me Jordan.” Harris said.
Jordan sat down in the viewing area with his friend. “What movie is it?” He asked.
“Oh, just some old action movie. It’s meant to pump up your adrenaline.” Harris replied.
“What’s adrenaline?” Jordan asked, inquisitive as ever.
“What do I always say Jordan?” Harris said with his eyebrows raised, hoping Jordan knew what he meant.
“If you want to know what something is, just look it up!” Jordan said excitedly. He ran off to the library in an excited rush.
“That kid is such a good student.” Harris chuckled.
A few weeks later, while a group of inmates were having their time to walk around the courtyard, Jordan said something strange. “Thanks for telling me about adrenaline Mr. Harris. I guess this is goodbye.”
“What do you mean by that?” Harris asked.
“I found out the chemical formula for adrenaline. It’s the first formula I’ve really bothered to memorize. Since adrenaline can cause your body to go into over time and boost your natural abilities, I figured I’d use it to escape.” Jordan explained.
“You’ll do what now?” Harris asked with a patronizing smile. “Kids these days have good imaginations alright.”
“No, you don’t get it.” Jordan said with a stoic frown. “I’ve been practicing for weeks to make adrenaline with my ability. Now I can do it flawlessly.” He looked into Harris’ eyes with his own full of purpose. “I’m going to make it in my bloodstream, then I can outrun the guards, and escape.”
Harris knew that Jordan was too stubborn to stop. “Alright kid, It’s a goodbye, I’ll miss you.” Jordan gave a huge smile before bolting away at top speed.
“C9H13NO3.” Jordan thought. “I managed to get pretty far before a guard shot me in the leg. I didn’t feel it of course, due to the adrenaline, but the force knocked me down. While they were treating the bullet wound they found out that my little experiment had caused some internal bleeding. I constantly practiced putting adrenaline in my blood until I finally got it right. Not that it mattered though, they never let me outside again.” Jordan continued to run until he found what appeared to be an abandoned building. The windows were old and tarnished, and the ones that weren't were painted over. “Perfect.” He said with a smirk.
The woman eventually caught up to him. “Dark Tranquility is excellent at tracking, you should have found a better hiding place.” She opened the door to a large, dark room. She barely had to strain her eyes to see Jordan’s silhouette on the far wall. “The Chinese believe that a man’s shadow is synonymous with his soul.” She said. “My stand attacks your weakest point, your soul! You made a huge mistake hiding in here. All the lights make their own shadow, surrounding you in your own weakness!” She flipped the lightswitch, spilling Jordan’s shadow in all directions, and revealing her stand sitting right next to it. The mountain lion pounced, tearing through the shadows. “NO!” The woman shouted.
The shadows turned out not to belong to Jordan, but an iron statue shaped like him. She turned around to see him standing behind her. “I’m fairly skilled with my stand’s power. A rough sculpture like that was nothing.” He said with a smirk. He pulled out his stands arm, forming aluminum around its knuckles.
“You wouldn’t hit a girl would you?!” She pleaded. “Didn’t anyone teach you better than that?!”
“Well, it’s tough to learn good morals from armed guards.” Jordan said. Chemical Romance struck the woman in her gut, incapacitating her. “But, I won’t hit your face.”
Her stand faded away as she held her stomach, and her shadow resumed its original size. “I... where am I?!” She managed to spout over her pain. Before Jordan could react to her question, she passed out.
“What was that about?” Jordan asked. “Something isn’t right here, I hope everyone else is okay...”
TO BE CONTINUED