GiU: The 7th Stand User

Prologue
An unknown entity has summoned various Warriors Of Fate from across different times and universes. A terrifying, malevolent entity reins terror on the quiet, and lazy residents of Morioh. If they are not stopped, it could spell an endless cycle of death for decades to come.

The Warriors Of Fate awaken to a vast emptiness of white. A fierce blizzard pummels our protagonists, and thick fog coats the area. You feel yourself fading as the elements begin to consume you whole. Unable to withstand mother nature's wrath, you succumb to the bitter cold.

You are rescued by The Captain Of The Royal Guards, Punchy. You wearily wake up, your visioned is blurred. Each of you are found wrapped individually in electric blankets. The temperature is a cool 67 degrees, but yet you feel like your body is embraced by the sun.

Gathering yourselves, you discover that you are inside what looks like a dojo. The smell of sweat faintly fumigates the air. You feel like many people have been here before you. Outside the windows, the blizzard rages on, with no end in sight.

You are then graced by the presence of Punchy, who has brought out soups containing various herbs and spices. He puts the tray down on a table, along side other trays also holding soup. Putting two and two together, you are able to figure out that this is the guy that saved your lives

Punchy notices that you have awakened, a look of relief washes over him as he steps over to introduce himself Greetings strangers, Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Punchy, Captain of the Royal Guard. I'm sure you're overwhelmed and confused as to what is happening. Don't worry, that's a common occurrence, it's okay to be afraid. For now, don't worry about it. Just focus on regaining your strength. I've lay out various bowls on the table there. If you're feeling hungry, please help yourself. I've got more brewing in the pot. Rest easy.

Far too weak to even remove the sheets, you fall into a deep slumber. Punchy makes sure to keep all your soups warm while you rest. The next day, you are able to stand on your own two feet. Your bellies echo the dojo, the smell of soup fills the air. You immediately take the nearest bowl you can find and chow down. Some of you even fight over the one's that smell better.

The sounds of eating utensils clink the bowls, slurps and gulps as you attempt to get every last drop. Some of you aren't satisfied and want seconds. The sound of friendly banter bounces around, as you attempt to figure out what the hell is going on.

It was then Punchy walked in, a smile visible on his face. The room goes quiet, almost as if his mere presence demands respect.

Good morning, I see you have rested well. I hope you enjoyed your meal. I made it with all the love and care I could possibly give my creations. There is much to discuss, and I don't have a lot of time to situate you. So please join me in the center of the room when you are ready

You are still unsure of what is going on, but you don't question his motives, since he's the one who dragged each of your collective butts to safety. The Warriors Of Fate join up with Punchy in the center of the dojo arena. You give him your undivided attention

Allow me to cut to the chase. Strangers, your fate is intertwined with the stars. What I'm about to tell you will change your destiny forever. An unknown force has summoned you to our world. We have been met with a great disturbance. Somewhere out there lies a dark and terrifying malevolence. It's enough to make my spine shiver. Perhaps the gods have brought you forth here cause they deem you to be our light in the darkness. Or perhaps, you yourself will be swallowed by the darkness. Plunging us into the deepest pits of despair that we can never hope to return from. I can normally sense the intentions of others through there hearts.

But for some reason I can't read you. You're a complete blank slate. And maybe it's for the better. You aren't the only one that has been brought to this world. I've been picking up multiple disturbances throughout the Morioh Area. Unfortunately I'm unable to tell where they are, or what there motivations are. Regardless, to fully pass into this world, you must bear the gift.

you must be bestowed a Stand. Without it, you're no more useful than wet tissue paper. Everyone has to pass the same test before they can be permitted to leave the dojo. Strangers, look deep into your heart. Ask yourselves these questions. And be as true to yourself as you possibly can. That's where you'll find the power you need. A Stand isn't just an extended limb. It's an extension of who you really are. A part of you that the world may not see on the outside. Let it manifest, and harness its power.

Stand? Power? What the hell is he talking about? You aren't sure, but you see no reason to doubt him. Everyone is handed a questionnaire to fill out. What the hell is filling out an essay going to do? never the less, you take the time to answer each question as honestly as you can. Upon finishing, something resonates within your heart. You look down and see that a feint glow emits from your chest

You hear whispers in your ears, almost as if they're telling you there darkest secrets. Suddenly, all across the dojo, you see spirits behind everyone's back! Of varying shapes, figures, and colors! You all collectively look around at each others spirits. Punchy gathers the attention of the dojo.

You can see it can't you? The part of yourself that no one else knows about, the skeleton in your closest, your deepest secrets and fears manifested, your very life force itself! This is your power! This is your [Stand]!!

The Warriors Of Fate look around in wonder. You are now curious about the nature of these "Stands". But before you could ponder the thought, Punchy speaks to the Warriors once more It would seem the time for your first trial is drawing near. Very soon I'm going to have to let you go, but before that can happen, I need to make sure you have a full understanding of Stand Combat. It's not enough just to have it at your side, your body needs to feel it for itself. Only then will you be ready for the pain that walks the same path as you.

That's why for your first trial, you'll be facing me. If you can defeat me, then it means you have a full grasp of not just your stand, but of yourself. Don't worry though, I don't intend on killing you, but, I won't hold anything back either. I expect the same from you strangers. I'll show you the ropes as necessary.

The Warriors Of Fate are shown how to control there Stands as they clash with The Captain Of The Royal Guards. Punchy is impressed as to how quickly some of you have learned how to control yourselves in combat. Some of you are real naturals, others will require private one on one tutoring.

Prologue part 2
After a series of intense sparing matches, The Warriors Of Fate lounge back and take the load off. They spend a good portion of the time socializing, and getting to know one another. Some more friendly than others. Punchy joins in and checks up on our protagonists. Josephi asks The Royal Guard Captain about there where abouts, Punchy answers to the best of his ability

You're in a realm that is separate from reality and dream. Somewhere in between. Not even I'm 100 % sure. But regardless, you're safe here Josephi asks if there was any way that he could contact his loved ones. To his dismay he finds out that there is no way to contact the outside world from this realm. And was only possible once Punchy felt ready to set them free. Punchy Reassures Josephi that the day isn't nearly as far off as he thinks. This relieves him greatly.

The Warriors Of Fate are left to there own devices once more, Josephi in particular gets to know Jack more personally. They exchange Stand tricks back and forth in order to out do the other. Ultimately resulting in a stale mate. Mehrio is eventually found left alone in the dojo, with no one to talk or play with. So he decides to kill time by playing ball in the house. Mehrio calls out to his friends, but no one heard or acknowledged him. Raising concern, he calls out for someone, anyone. To no avail... Except for one Low howls and whispers begin to echo the dojo, which escalated to feral growls. Mehrio felt an unfriendly presence lingering in the same room as him... he calls out one more time to his friends, but nobody came...

The dojo begins to go dark, and the sickly fragrance of rotting fruit filled the air. Suddenly before him, it appeared: The Guardian Of The Dojo

Panic Attack felt a great disturbance in the air, and woke him from his slumber. Mehrio stands terrified as the feral stand viciously smells the air, in a desperate to find the one with an unpure heart. Mehrio attempts to interrogate the Stand, but the only thing it understood was the sound of his body being ripped apart by Panic Attack's frightening power

Mistaking Mehrio for the tainted one, he lunges at our protagonist. With full intent to kill. Panic Attack bites into Mehrio's neck, but is able to knock him off in time for light damage The two clash in the oppressive darkness as Mehrio fights to survive. Mehrio is able to prevent Panic Attack from ripping apart his insides with the power of Impact Gel. This provided him the opening he needed to land a decisive attack. He sends the Guardian howling into the abyss with a crucial Headbutt

Mehrio fights and lives to see another day, as the dojo is lifted from the darkness. He finds himself back in the cozy arena as if nothing happened. He calls out to Punchy, finally getting a response. Ensuring him that he was indeed back in the safety of the dojo. Punchy inquires about the bite wound on Mehrio's neck. He explains to Punchy that he fought off an ugly and terrifying creature. Taken aback, Punchy then realizes that someone among The Warriors Of Fate may have intentions that may lead to the down fall of Morioh. Unfortunately due to the nature of the realm, Punchy is unable to determine who that could be, leaving him deeply concerned. He reassures that what happened to him won't happen again. He fixes up Mehrio's neck, Mehrio falls asleep shortly after, hoping that he doesn't have to put up with that again...

Prologue part 3
Fists of fires light the dojo, blood and sweat paints the floors, and battle cries drown out the area. One by one, The Warriors Of Fate pit against each others strength. Training for the day that they be set loose to fulfill there destinies. Through victory, and the pain of loss, they gradually begin to develop a sense of worth.

Our protagonists rest up and socialize with one another. Learning more about each others roles in the grand overarching scheme. They even get to witness a playful side of Punchy that is often overshadowed by his calm and demanding demeanor. Various belly laughs are had throughout the course of the day

However, it isn't long before The Warriors Of Fate begin to grow restless, yearning for adventure.

They inquire with Punchy about departing off on there journey early. Worry begins to wash over their master, feeling as if they are not yet ready for the pain that is ahead of them.

Punchy ultimately reluctantly sets our Hero's loose into Morioh, knowing full well if anything happens to them, he will be completely powerless to help them. The Warriors Of Fate are asked to close there eyes one last time. May the stars shine down on you until the end of your Journey...

Chapter 1: Clad in Purple
'''The Warriors Of Fate awaken in an alley way back inside there bodies. The curse of the storm is replaced with orange toned skies, and mildy uncomfortable hot weather. Thankfully our hero's aren't far apart from each other, and are able to quickly regroup together. They look around to find out where they are'''

Mehrio: Whoa!

Josephi: Something's odd about the sky.

Bertha yawns as she stretches her body out, She felt as stiff as a board.

Mehrio: Guys, where are we?

Josephi: Where else would we be? I'm pretty sure we're in that Morioh place Punchy was talking about.

They look around to find out where they are, but before they could, shrieks of terror pierce their ear drums, catching them completely off guard

Josephi: Shit!

They quickly rush to the source of the noise, and look upon the display. Before them stood an Orange Cat Man clad in purple holding what looks like a dead body of a smaller, grey cat boy. A woman rolls on the ground in anguish, holding her right eye as blood gushes out of it. Initially mistake the Cat Man for the enemy, they attempt to help the woman. Josephi: What the fuck is going on!?

Merhio: What happened 'ere?

Saucy Jack: Jesus fucking Christ!

Bertha runs up to the woman.

Bertha: ma'am are you okay? Josephi stares in confusion at the orange cat. However they are ignored as he places his friend's body on the pavement. Suddenly a stand appears from behind him, a hulking orange cat with a fork floating over his head. The Stand places his hands over the open wound and seals it shut!

???: Wake up, Please wake up!

''His pleas go unheard, as his friends spirit parts from his body... he had died near instantaneously. Tears begin to barrel down his face as the woman abruptly cuts in, breaking the silence.'' Cathy: DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME! And you three... I don't know who the fuck you are, but not even Hell can save you from me now! 

A ghostly stand appears from behind the woman

Its hands are smeared in blood, blood of the orange cat's friend.

Bertha breaks into a cold sweat, followed by Josephi showing signs of fear.

Bertha: Not if I have anything to say about it! IRON MAIDEN!

''She summons her stand in defense! Josephi summons Red Wine alongside her. The Orange Cat looks to the trio, then back to Cathy.''

???: Stay out of my way, this is between her and me... If you don't I'll kick your asses too.

''Saucy Jack takes a slight step back, not wanting to get on his bad side. Although they initially decide to hold back, they break down and run to his side to help him!''

Saucy Jack: I think it’s best we intervene if absolutely necessary.

Bertha: I will fight beside you brother! We cats got to stick together!

''The Orange Cat man is showered in anger and grief, the only thing he desired in the moment was to avenge his fallen friend. And there was nothing that would stop him from seeing that through.''

A tense battle ensues between the two factions, each giving it everything they had to bring this monster down. Unlike the dojo, if they succumbed to there injuries, there was no turning back. They had to make each of there moves count. Punchy's fears were ultimately confirmed to be true, as each one struggled to keep up with Cathy. No matter what they dished out, she kept coming back for more... until eventually she is covered in red mist, her body visibly shaking. Like at any moment, she could explode on the spot. The Warriors Of Fate are stunned by the amount of pain they dished out, only for her to remain standing...

The Orange man looks up at the battered woman, feeling no remorse, no sympathy. He felt nothing for her, but oblivion. As he readies his Stand to land the final blow, The party of 3 begin to root for our hero. He tightens his fist, and begins his charge screaming in both anger, and in grief... one punch after another, he lays down his rage, his fury, his desperation, but more importantly, HIS SOUL!!! DORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARADORARA DORA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The woman is sent flying into the air, as she screams into the heavens, exploding into blood... This battle came to a swift, and decisive end... Greato Daze Koi Soup Ah...