Bound By Stardust (OC x Jotaro)

☆ Chapter 1 - I know you've got questions ☆

A few hours after the mysterious encounter with Avdol and Joseph Joestar, Kioku found herself standing in a room, dimly lit, with a single window offering a glimpse of the night sky. Avdol's summon was unexpected, and as he explained the urgency of the trip to New York, Kioku couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The request, linked to Joseph's grandson, fueled her curiosity. As someone with no recollection of her past, every piece of information seemed like a puzzle waiting to be solved.

The air in the room seemed to thicken as Avdol shared the details of their departure. Kioku's eyes, sharp and observant, darted between Avdol and Joseph. A question lingered on the tip of her tongue, about the Joestar family's connection to Japan, a place that felt distant and unfamiliar to her.

"New York, Joestar, and this mysterious connection to Japan," she thought, her mind a canvas painted with uncertainty.

Avdol, sensing her quiet contemplation, spoke up, "Joestar-san has requested our presence in New York. There's a matter concerning his grandson that needs urgent attention. It's a Joestar family affair, and we need to be there."

Kioku's stoic demeanor hid the curiosity and confusion swirling within. She nodded in acknowledgment, her thoughts obscured by the veil of lost memories. The room fell into a brief silence, broken only by the distant hum of the city outside.

Joseph Joestar, an animated presence in the room, added, "I know you've got questions, Kioku. We'll explain everything on the way. The Joestar family's history stretches across continents, and you, my dear, are now a part of it."

Her lips remained sealed, a testament to her reserved nature. Trust wasn't easily given, and Kioku's closed-off exterior hinted at a past that begged to be unraveled. The journey to New York loomed, a prospect laden with both trepidation and the promise of answers.

As they prepared to depart, Kioku found herself in the quiet company of Avdol and Joseph. The plane's engines hummed as they soared above the clouds, the vast expanse below a stark contrast to the confined space within Kioku's mind. She stared out the window, the city lights fading into the distance.

"Joestar-san," she finally spoke, her voice carrying a weight of unspoken questions. "What is the Joestar family's connection to Japan? My memories are lost, and I can't shake this feeling of being tethered to something I can't grasp."

Joseph, with a knowing glint in his eyes, began to unravel the tale of a family's legacy, intertwining fate, Stands, and a history veiled in shadows. The journey to New York became more than a physical one; it was a descent into the depths of time, where the echoes of the past sought solace in the present.

Kioku listened intently, the gentle hum of the plane creating a backdrop for the intricate web of tales. In the midst of the revelations, a fragment of memory flickered in Kioku's mind - a knowledge she retained despite the amnesia. She only remembered one thing about herself - she was allergic to sunlight. The cloak and hood, covering her entire body, became more than just a mysterious attire. It was her shield against the piercing rays, a safeguard against an inexplicable vulnerability.

As the plane cut through the night sky, Kioku adjusted the snug snood over her nose and mouth. The soft fabric provided a comforting barrier, a habit she had formed to protect against unknown threats. Every revelation brought a strange mix of understanding and bewilderment.

The story unfolded, echoing through the cabin as the plane ventured toward an unknown destiny. Kioku's past remained elusive, shrouded in shadows, and the journey to New York became not only a quest for Joseph Joestar's grandson but also a voyage into Kioku's own forgotten history. The secrets concealed within her very being seemed poised to unravel, like the city lights beneath them fading into the distance.

To Be Continued