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'''Vultro Meets Shizuka Joestar!''' is a currently unwritten story detailing the meeting between [[Shizuka Joestar]] and [[Vultro the Fox]], as well as the emergence of Vultro's Stand '''Glass Animal'''. | '''Vultro Meets Shizuka Joestar!''' is a currently unwritten story detailing the meeting between [[Shizuka Joestar]] and [[Vultro the Fox]], as well as the emergence of Vultro's Stand '''Glass Animal'''. | ||
== Story == | |||
There aren't many days I can feel so terrified that even my invisibility can't make me feel safe. Being beside the bed of my dying father was one of them. Even now, walking home from his funeral, it feels as though my entire world has been turned on its head. | |||
I remember the last thing he said to me. At first he had made some crude joke about his old enemies finally getting what they wanted. He mentioned DIO, and the Pillar Men, those stories I had heard a hundred times. I chuckled and gave him a big smile. But in an unusual moment for my father, he then turned to me looking quite serious. "Shizuka..." he said with an alarming weakness. "You are living proof that all Joestars have a pure heart." He paused. "Don't... don't ever forget it." | |||
It looked like he wanted to say more, but there was just no more energy left to speak. Yet, he somehow had the energy to reach to the camera we had left at his bedside. I knew just as well as him what purpose that camera served. With all of his might, he summoned his Stand Hermit Purple into it. It shattered to pieces, spitting out a small photo onto the floor. I cried before I could even see what it was. | |||
Even thinking about it now is making it hard to keep my composure in public. First my mom was taken from me, now my dad? An eighteen year old without parents. It wouldn't be the first time I was left alone. Of course, I wasn't truly alone. My adoptive brother Josuke has been in town ever since things started to get bad-- and Jotaro came once we were sure he wasn't going to make it. | |||
I had never really talked much to what I liked to call the extended Joestar family. Jotaro would occasionally visit on account of his daughter living in the US-- but a lot of his time was spent abroad studying his marine biology or whatever. Josuke I would see even less. He lived in Japan in a small town where I was once discovered by my father. I'm supposed to be meeting him today to discuss my father's business, a move pressured by board members despite the crushing grief we have been feeling. | |||
[[Category:Stories]] [[Category:Work in progress]] | [[Category:Stories]] [[Category:Work in progress]] | ||