Woman: AHHHHHHH!!!!

A middle aged lady screamed loudly as she burst through the door and fell flat with the fingers of her right hand bent so far back that they snapped, bones poking through flesh with a black ooze covering it. Having knocked herself out with the fall, she was helpless to the black ghostly arm that reached out and grabbed her by the leg.

*STOMP*

A chromed legged ghost stomped upon the black shadow arm as a little gril with pigtails in a nightdress arrives.

This was Joan Jostar.

Joan: JOHN!!!!

She glared into the dark room where her youngest brother stood with a blank stare.

Joan: This is the EIGHT nanny! I'm tired of hearing screams in the middle of the night!

John: I wanted to know how far fingers could bend. It wasn't really far...

Joan: And WHAT were you trying to do with her after?

John: The toes were next.

The four year old muttered.

*STOMP* *STOMP* *STOMP*

Grabbing him by the ear, Joan dragged her baby brother out of his room.

Joan: I.Have.SCHOOL IN THE MORNING!

Joan: So I sware to GOD if you wake me up again, or saten forbid you pee the bed!

Joan: I'll-

*Crunch* *crunch*

Joan:?

They turn to the middle child, who sat on the couch on the floor below, snacking on chips whilst watching films not meant for kids.

Joan: Jordan!!

Jordan: What!?

Joan: Turn off the TV and get to bed!

Jordan: Shut up! I can do what I want!

Joan: Are you watching Porn!?

John:(kicks nanny)

Jordan: I donno what I'm looking at but it's funny as heck-

*BONK*

Jordan: Argh!?!

Having thrown John to the floor below to hit Jordan, Joan stomps down, turns off the TV and drags her younger brothers to bed.

Joan: Urghh! WHY DO I HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF YOU TWO EVERY TIME!?!

(Years Later.....)

A father sat with his adult daughter on the couch. The man watched the news whilst his not so little princess snuggled up to him.

Joan:(smiles) Hmmm~

News: After the Bizzare incident during the blackout, where several citizens received crushing wounds, the police continued to suggest mass hysteria.

News: When we all know... It was probably aliens.

Joan:(mind) The fuck kind of news station is this?

???: Eh-hem.

Joan:?

A woman who seemed to be younger than Joan stood in front of the TV, arms on her hips with a disapproving glare. This woman was in fact, Joan's proven to be biological mother.

Despite her attempts to prove otherwise...

(Invisible Mama; Shizuka "Jojo" Jostar)

Shizuka: Joan, stop clinging to your father like a child. You're reaching thirty....

Joan:...

Crawling onto her father's lap, Joan buries her face in his chest.

Joan: Daddy! Mommy is being mean to me!

Shizuka: Urgh, Joan!

Joey J. Jostar, the father, raised his hand to stop her.

(The King of Delaying; Joey "Jojo" J. Jostar)

Joey: *sigh* Let her get it out of her system.

Joan: *giggles*

She suddenly jumps to her feet.

Joan: Oh, I just remembered. I have business to take care of. Promised to watch the brothers Agency whilst John is recovering.

Joey: You did?

Joan:(smiles) Yep. I'll see you later, Daddy! Love you!

*Smootch*

Giving him a kiss on the cheek, she heads for the door.

Joan: Later ho!

Shizuka: Tch!

*SLAM*

Joan opens her hand to look at the chain of keys she took from her father when she snuggled up to him. Her baggy T shirt and sweat pants then proceeded to morph into a bear skin cloak and tiger skin pants, both stitched together seemingly by hand.

*HIYA*

These handmade cloths morphed once more into something more fitting for her style.

(Cherry Bomb Daughter: Joan "Jojo" Johnson Jostar)

Joan: Time to get to work.

Heading across town, Joan's destination was a storage unit where her father kept a bunch of his old stuff, especially from his days before meeting her mother. With the key itself revealing the exact storage location.

Joan:(mind) "Sucker Punch". A Stand that my Aunt couldn't control and went rouge after her death.

Joan:(mind) A psychotic Stand that could accelerate aspects of anything... It manipulated events to create a surplus of Stand Users to feed off of.

Joan:(mind) Also manipulated my little precious baby brother's stupid girlfriend into being her perfect host.

Joan:(mind) Something about that Stand bothers me. And learning more about my Aunt is the key to that!

*CHCHCHCH*

Lifting the storage unit's door open, Joan was met with the musk of dust as she saw a couple of dozen boxes.

Joan: Now one of these boxes should have-

Joan: Baby photos of daddy!?!

Joan: Oh my gawd bawby pawpa! Hehehe!

Joan: Definitely taking those, later... But more importantly...

She glances at the box labeled "Jen". Making a mental note of the baby photos Joey wanted to hide, Joan got to work digging through her Aunt's belongings.

Three things caught her attention.

A book with a lock. A jewelry box. And a poster for "Maroon 5". The rest was clothing and nothing of note.

Breaking the lock, she immediately began to read the dusty book.

Joan:(mind) This isn't a diary... It's a note book filled with dates and times...

Joan:(mind) There isn't quite a pattern... However, a hand full are marked with a date pointing to Sunday....

She moves on to the box. Opening, she found a necklace with a cross, a ring.

Joan:(mind) A cross? Was she religious?

Shaking the box, Joan heard a jingle. She removed the velvet layering, to find a wedding ring and a rusty nail.

Joan: Peculiar....

Next was the poster. Unrolling it, she held it to the light to see if there were any hidden markings. Pulling out a blue light flashlight, she attempted to find invisible writing. But there was nothing immediately apparent.

One small thing did catch her eye. Little dents in the corner of the poster, as if someone wrote something atop it.

Joan's mind flashes to the scenario where in a hurry, someone grabbed a piece of paper, pressed it on the wall and thus the poster, so they could write.

Studying the dent, she read part of an adress.

Joan: Well, well, well...

Shizuka: Find something?

Joan: Tch.

Glancing back, Joan found her mother, arms crossed.

Joan: Spying on your children again? What a surprise...

Shizuka: What are you doing here, Joan?

Joan:(pulls out picture) Papa baby photos!

Joan:(smiles) Jordan and Daddy looked EXACTLY alike at age two!

Shizuka: And why were you looking through your Aunts things?

Joan: To see if she had any secret photos, duh!

Shizuka: I'll cut to the chase, why did you steal his keys?

Joan: I BORROWED them. And if you must know... I planned on making a photo album for Daddy's birthday.

Shizuka: What's wrong with the one we have already?

Joan: You made it.

Shizuka:....

Joan: Since you're here, mind closing up for me? Thanks!

Tossing the keys, Joan transforms her slave objects into a motorcycle, revving off to ditch her suspicious mother who is far from looking into what her daughter was plotting with the sensitive subject of Aunt Jen.

*Vrrrrrr*

Joan arrived in her father's old run down neighborhood. Though today it couldn't quite be called that.

Parked in front of a church, the evidence she got so far pointed to this location.

Hoping to find something, Joan entered without hesitation.

Priest: How may I help you, my child?

Joan: You look old enough to be around then. You know back in the day a family or just a lady named Jennifer Johnson?

Priest: That's... A name I haven't heard in a long time...

Looking at the unremarkable old man as they get lost in thought, Joan awaits an answer.

Priest: Why do you ask?

Joan:(smiles) She's my aunt. Wanted to know a little more about her.

Priest: Oh... Ohhhh! You must be Joey's daughter then.

Joan: You know my dad?

Priest: His family used to come here when he was quite young. However, he would often skip out and get into fights...

Priest: I cannot blame him... After all, with parents like his...

Joan: Oh? I don't know much about my father's side of my family, can you tell me more?

Priest: Of course. But let's take this outside.

The conversation was taken outside the church, in its yard, where the two sat on a bench.

Priest: Your grandparents were involved with dark forces. They played the innocent christians to everyone else...

Priest: But your aunt was the only one who truly believed.

Joan: I bet. I found her journal. She marked several dates with a Sunday date.

Joan: Do you know why?

Priest: Oh... She'd often come to confess.

Joan: Confess what?

Priest: *sigh*

Priest: Your Aunt had many...dark...thoughts.

Priest: She was quite disturbed. Likely because of what her parents did to her as a result of Jen trying to protect Joey from them.

Priest: She'd often believe she did many of these horrible things which weren't frankly possible.

Priest: She'd tell me how she would sometimes skip through a day.

Joan:(mind) So she showed signs of a Stand by that point... And behavior like John...

Joan: Hmm...

Joan: Why this church?

Priest: Excuse me?

Joan: Why did the Johnson's come to this church if they weren't religious?

Priest: I... Don't know.

Joan:?

Priest: Back in the day, we had rumors of treasure being hidden somewhere here. And there was that cult back then...

Priest: I just don't know....

Joan:(mind) He just looked at the celler door after my question....

Joan: Thank you for your time.

Priest: It was a pleasure. Do tell your father, I'd be happy to see him once again.

Joan: Will do.

As he heads back inside the church, Joan approches the basement latch.

Joan:(mind) There had to be a point to come to church other than for appearances. Else, why weren't they more strick with bringing daddy?

Joan:(mind) Surely, if appearances were important, they'd do all theu could to bring him too.

Joan: God, if you're real... You're likely a Stand... But if you're there, strike me down if you don't want me to go in.

....

....

....

Joan: Satan? Easter bunny? No one? Then I guess I'll help myself.

Joan: "Rock N' Roll"!

*CLUNK*

TO BE CONTINUED....