In a secluded corner of stand festival
"A STAND IS PART OF THE SOUL!"
"NO IT'S PART OF THE BODY!"
"NO, IT'S A JOJO REFERENCE!"
"What?"
"Sorry I don't know what came over me."
Akira saw three boys arguing and paid no mind to their 'Friendly debate'. He remembered a conversation he had with his dad.
*Epic flashback*
"Dad what's a father?"
"What?"
"Sorry I meant, Dad what's a stand?"
"Well you see son, There's a lot of ways you could answer that question but most of us consider a Stand to be a physical manifestation of a person's willpower or soul, They're the bee's knees in my opinion"
"Dad it's the big 82' nobody says that anymore."
"Whatever kid, All you need to know is that a Stand is based on your willpower. If your willpower is long enough then your stand can manifest even hours after your death. What I mean to say is that 'If there's a will, then there's a way"."
"Stop with the quotes you, Old geezer"
*Epic flashback end*
Walking through the streets of Morioh, Akira saw Candied Apple stands,[1] Fireworks and other festival related goods and realized one thing. He fucking hated crowded places.
"I need to get away from this crowd."
With Junnosuke
'I can't find my son anywhere. I know he doesn't like crowds but this is stand festival we're talking about.' Junnosuke was frantically searching for his son to begin his Stand awakening ceremony.
Searching through the crowd he saw a woman with Green and black hair who he recognized immediately.
"Well if it isn't my lovely wife Jolyne, Honey have you seen our son anywhere."
"Didn't I tell you to not call me that in front of other people? To answer your question, no I haven't seen him since the start of the festival."
"Other people?" Junnosuke's gaze fell on a short (in comparison to him) woman with twin braided red hair. 'The clothes she's wearing are way too formal and normal so there's no chance she's a stand user. What is she doing here?'
"My name is Makima. I'm here on behalf of Public Safety."
"Public Safety? Why is PubSaf here?"
"Well, we've received reports of strong devil related activities in this town so we'll be sending a team to supervise the area."
"Supervise the area? We don't accept your kind here and we certainly don't need any supervision."
"My my. That's quite harsh, Junnosuke-san. If there's nothing to hide then there's no need to be afraid."
'What a load of horse shit plus I never said my name how the fuck does she know it?"
"Don't worry Danna-sama, I believe Makima-san here is trustworthy."
'What the fuck,Danna-sama? Makima-san? Did my wife get replaced with a clone? She wouldn't say that even if she was held at gun point.'
"Oh yeah, sure. "
'I have to pretend like I don't notice anything.' Junnosuke thought.
An hour later
With Akira
Blood. Fuck there's blood everywhere. It's a massacre here. I want to leave but there's men in suits all around the perimeter. I need a stand, any stand.
"It reeks of Iron, shit and piss right now. Guess they didn't lie when they said that everything comes out when you die."
Navigating through alleys filled with the bodies of his fellow stand users Akira began to regret his previous stubbornness.
"God damn it, Why was I so adamant about awakening my stand before the festival before." The beetle pendant around his necklace originally had the sharp end for him to cut himself and awaken the stand but after threatening to awaken it early too often his dad had kept the other half for himself and was dead set on only giving it to him during the stand festival.
"So tired, but I have to keep going."
With Junnosuke
This woman from PubSaf clearly had some sort of contract with a devil. She'd been killed and had revived way too many times already. It was demoralizing to say the least. It was just him, His brother Natsuki and that kid Okuyasu left hiding behind a building making their final plan.
"Natsuki, use that brain of yours to figure out a pattern here. We've already killed her about 44 times. There's no way a devil would give a human this favorable of a contract without a catch."
"Don't mention that accursed number around me, Brother"
"Is this seriously the time to be worried about that?"
"Yes it is, I can't figure out a pattern here but our best bet is to let that kid Okuyasu land a hit on her."
"You think it will kill her."
"If it doesn't then I'll be damned"
"KID! You need to focus and listen to me okay?"
"YES UNCLE JUNO!"
"I'm gonna use my Aerosmith to cause a distraction on her. While I act like Natsuki's Sex Pistols has some sort of secret attack that needs to charge up. She'll be focused on that attack and then I need you to erase her."
"YES SIR!"
This was it, Their last hurrah maybe even their Final Stand.[2] This confidence boosting speech was so intriguing even a nearby rat seemed unnaturally interested in it.
Back with Akira
"What's all this commotion?" Akira peeked his head from inside an alley and saw 2 figures in a fierce battle with a red haired woman.
'Dad and Uncle Natsuki! They're fighting on until the end it seems. That woman there doesn't seem out of the ordinary but she keeps reviving or something.'
"This is it Bitch. You've not even noticed that I've just been distracting you."
"Is that so?" Makima spoke in an amused voice.
"Natsuki do it!"
"Sex Pistols : The Filth and The Fury, Go!"
Makima's entire body was rattled in gun wounds that caused her to die. Within a few seconds of her "death" She would rise up again.
"Your pistol is quite useless compared to mine isn't it?"
"Maybe, but what about someone who brings their hand to a gun fight?"
"Hm?"
"ZA HANDOOOOOOOO"
Okuyasu used his one and only named move. His special ability even and he had done it. He had erased the wicked witch terrorizing his town.
"Shame I had to kill such a pretty lady but it had to be done to avenge all my people." Okuyasu said with a semi lecherous - semi sad expression.
"Bang."
[1] You see what I did there?
[2] TITLE CARD