CHAPTER 1

I died in a weird way. Not the greatest first though after death, but it was just... too bizarre to say the least.

It all started on a Monday morning (It's always Mondays), when I was heading to class for my very first lecture.

High school was a bitch in terms of socializing, and I was about to change that with a good first day of college. The plan was to talk to at least 5 people today, something past Jordan would get a heart attack thinking.

I dressed as nicely as I could with my limited allowance, did my hair surprisingly easily (For once it complied, should have seen the signs already), put my expensive perfume on, and wore my lucky shoes that Grunkle John gave me a few years back.

Walking from my dorm to the campus was a nice experience, the weather was good, the atmosphere was great, and best of all, I had the confidence to say "Hi there!" to a few people.

It was going amazingly... Too amazingly. The world had never been this kind to me before, speaking from experience here.

I reached my campus and headed to the lecture hall for my first lecture. I was there 20 minutes earlier, so there weren't many people in the hall yet. I sat near the lecture podium and brought out my laptop, just to see something in my bag.

ゴ ゴ ゴ ゴ

Next to my water bottle was a long thin shaft made of some kind of wood, with gold pieces at the ends. I pulled the shaft and revealed a... golden arrow? A rusty golden arrow.

"What in the world?"

'I... I packed my bag last night in prep for my first ever lecture, even double-checked it to make sure that I had everything before I left my room, and there definitely wasn't an arrow before.'

Inspecting the arrow, I frowned as something felt wrong. It's like there was this... attraction that I was feeling towards the arrow, like a long-lost belonging of sorts.

'Hold up, now that I'm holding onto the arrowhead, this arrow looked really familiar —'

Someone bumped into me when they were shuffling to get to their spot, causing my finger to graze on the arrowhead. I winced in pain as blood started trickling down my finger.

'Ouch! Shit, I need a tissue —'

My heart suddenly started to hurt badly. I keeled on my table as my arm went to my chest. I started to lose consciousness, and the only thing in my mind that was logically sound was...

'Fucking... tetanus...'

Yeah, I kinda died, and here I am. Sitting in a whole different room with a grim reaper in front of me.

...

Did I say that I was with a grim reaper? No? Could have sworn that I did —

"If you're done with your monologue, can I continue? I still have 25,246,753 souls to work with here, Jordan."

Looking at the masked figure in front of me, I gave a "really?" look.

"Man, sorry for taking my time to understand my situation, but I just died you know?"

Inconsiderate grim reaper I have, ey? Maybe I should call the guy's supervisor and complain like a Karen?

"I doubt my boss would be willing to entertain you, so shut it. This is something very important for you to hear."

I simply gave a shrug and crossed my arms. Something important? This should be entertaining, well other than me dying. Now that I think about it, why am I not panicking that much — Eh, I'll think about it later.

"Ahem, I'll get to the point. You weren't supposed to die at that point. The only reason why was because of an irregularity that temporary merged a few universes into yours."

The grim reaper explained as he rubbed his nose bridge with some frustration. Damn, the man looked dead tired, I kind of feel bad. He must have spent a few good nights working on this, huh?

"So, because of our mistake, my organization has deemed you and the millions of souls eligible to a few options after all this."

The man took out some papers and passed it to me. I took the first page and read it while he explained.

"First, the Afterlife, where you will spend all of eternity in. It's like Earth, but a monthly allowance is granted based on how much Karma you gained while on Earth. Because of the irregularity, you will be granted more allowance than most people, so you will spend your eternity very luxuriously."

Holy shit, the numbers are in the tens of thousands per month! I've never seen so much allowance before in my life!

"Second, joining the organization. We mostly deal with multiverse threats and problems that occur, like the irregularity that caused all this madness. Rewards are based on performance which is plentiful, but in my humble opinion, don't. You will spend a good few weeks sleepless because of some higher-up fucking around with the Flow of Order because they can."

Opinion definitely considered, those dead eyes are terrifying with such intensity towards the organization. The grim reaper muttered an apology before giving me the last option.

"Lastly, reincarnation. This is a little finicky due to the randomness. You'll be reincarnated somewhere in the multiverse with a boon as compensation for the sudden death. I'd recommend taking this option since you'll eventually reach the Afterlife after dying a second time, though I really hate how random this gets."

"Random as in how bad?"

"You'll literally be sent anywhere. It can go from an alternate universe where genders are swapped with the powers of a God, or reincarnating into Warhammer 40K with the power of summoning a dead, useless fish every day."

OK, he meant random random, shit, that sounds horrifying. Wait a second —

"Hold up, you said Warhammer, meaning I can enter any fictional world too?"

This was bad, really bad. I mean, the chances of entering worlds like Dragon Ball or Naruto were there! People may think that it would be fun to enter such worlds...

Bitch, I'd disintegrate like what Buu did to the whole world if I was reincarnated near the Buu Saga! Or even get drafted into Naruto's version of WW2!

... Shit, but the gamble though! I was the type of person to bet against the house! The type that loves the dark horses!

"Fuck it! My luck is horrible, but I'd still get sent back to the Afterlife anyways! Oh, just in case, if I die again after choosing the third option, will I still get this much allowance a month in the Afterlife?"

The nod sealed the deal. I grinned as I rubbed my palms together.

"Yeah, sign me up to the third option, boss! How do we do this?"

"Sign your name onto the third option's paper, yeah there. That's all."

A pen magically appeared in the air, and I gently took it from its floating position as I signed my signature onto the paper. A second later, the paper started burning purple flames before fading into ashes.

"Alright then, the deal is sealed."

Bringing out a tablet, the grim reaper tapped away before showing the screen of the device to me.

"Your world will be an alternated universe of Remnant from Monty Oum's RWBY, with a slight crossover with another universe that will correspond with your new powers granted from the organization."

RWBY? I can deal with that, granted I only watched till Volume 5 before losing all interest.

"Oh, and I forgot to mention, I'll be removing 97% of your memories as per procedure, so please don't panic when you start freaking out about your lost memories."

"Say what now — ?"

"｢Mr. Blue Sky｣."

A sky blue robotic being phased out of the grim reaper's back before floating above us both with both arms of the robot raised towards me. I couldn't help myself as my mouth opened.

"Is that a motherfucking JoJo — ?!"

*BRUUUIIIIIIIMMMMMMMRRVVVVHH!*

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"-Reference?! — Really? Oh, come on, you bastard! You didn't let me finish!"

What a bastard, bro didn't let me finish the damn meme before... Huh, I already reincarnated? That was quick — !

'Oh, you son of a bitch! I'm tiny!'

Looking at my tiny arms, I was about to curse out loud when the sudden gunshot sound caused me to stop in place. Another gun shot rang before my slow brain realized what was going on, and I ducked out of any open spaces.

My brain now only recognized that I was in a forest, so I went to the only cover of the area. Leaning behind a tree thick enough to shield my whole (And small) body, I muttered a curse at that grim reaper Stand User for dropping me at some kind of damn battlefield before quickly pinpointing where the chaos was happening

From the sounds, it was... 3 guns firing? No, it was two, the other sound wasn't a gunshot, but something very heavy hitting something? Looking at the direction of the sound, for some reason I felt the familiar attraction, the same damn sixth sense with the arrow, begging me to get closer.

And, against my better judgement, before I even processed what I was feeling, I had already started moving.

'W-What the?! Stop! Stop, legs!'

But they wouldn't listen, causing me to trail towards the sound. A few minutes later, the gunshots stopped. In return, the high-pitched shriek of a woman in pain sounded, causing me to wince at the sudden raise in pitch.

By the time I had control over my legs again, my vision finally answered my question of what the chaos was earlier.

Two men stood before me with their backs faced towards me, one had tan skin and was built as if someone had a baby with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson to create a weird combination of perfect muscle and height.

The other was a more lanky man with good muscle definition on his visible arms — Holy shit is that a tail?! A scorpion tail, huh, that's kinda rad to be honest.

My eyes wandered down, and my heart went cold. Beneath the "Arnold Schwarzenegger plus The Rock baby" was a woman with a black-into-red gradient for her short hair with blood all over the surrounding ground.

Dude, her right arm and leg! They are definitely not meant to be bent that way, and her face was smashed brutally. Around her body were cuts and bruises, blood bleeding from the wounds.

And then her eyes met mine. Those eyes were the silver-est eyes that I've ever seen before, and they were staring at me with shock. Something in me pulsed, and without any thought.

"Oi, get away from her."

My voice caused the two to look at me in shock before the buff guy mutters in surprise.

"A child? In the Grimmlands?"

The lanky one with the tail however, had a different reaction. He was giggling.

"Oh, and what's a little child like you doing in such a place?"

His eyes trailed all around my body, sending goosebumps over my skin.

I... I was never the type to be so bold. I'm more of an introvert that hated socializing, that's why I decided to move to a more busy city in Malaysia, so that I could break out of my shell and change.

But for some god-damn reason, looking at the blood that was dripping from the scorpion guy's gauntlet (My mind geeked over how cool the gauntlet looked) didn't scare me at all. In fact, it made me more resolved.

I took a few steps forward, and with a sudden boost of confidence from god knows where, I opened my mouth.

"I'm sure that this is kinda illegal, no? So, you better get away from the lady or else... I'll call the police!"

Silence surrounded us before the scorpion tailed man started breaking down, laughing while the buff tanned man simply sighed. Heck, even the lady had the audacity to give me the "really?" look.

I tried, OK? I tried, my mouth just spatted out whatever came to my mind. I was conditioned to call the police whenever something like this happens!

ゴ ゴ ゴ ゴ

A shiver went down my spine as the sudden raise in tension caused me to instinctively raise my guard. My eyes watched as the scorpion man move slightly —

W-What the fuck! He just disappeared —!'

*POW!*

In an instant, the man disappeared from my sights, and then my face burned in pain as a gauntlet slammed into my face. Blood spewed from my mouth as I was flung like a ragdoll, landing a few meters from my previous position onto the ground.

"Cou-Cough!"

Fuck, that punch had so much force that my neck felt like it was about to snap! My eyes looked at the smirking man who started giggling like a kid geting a fucking present.

"My sweet summer child, we're in the Grimmlands! No police, no reinforcements, definitely no Huntsman to save you now!"

The man turned his head towards the woman when he said the word "Huntsman", indicating that the woman was a Huntsman? The fuck was a Huntsman? And where the hell am I? What's the Grimmlands?

"Sigh, hurry up and remove the evidence, Tyrian. We still have a job to do for our Queen."

'Fuck.'

"Of course, our Queen's command takes the top priority! But we've already defeated and incapacitated her target. I doubt that she can move even with the little Aura she still has. Besides, it's a free punching bag, Hazel! You should have some more fun sometimes."

The tanned buff man, with the name of Hazel, simply clicked his tongue and rolled his shoulder.

"... Just hurry up and end his suffering, Tyrian."

'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. fuck!'

He looked back towards the woman on the ground, her eyes screaming for me to run away as her body shook from trying to get up, only for Hazel's leg to push her deeper to the ground.

I'd love to, too lady, but that speed, I'd die before I could move a few meters away! Spitting blood in my mouth onto the ground, I slowly got up onto my feet as Tyrian beamed.

'If you'd think that I'll just sit and take a beating? Fuck you, Tyrian, I'll resist as much as I can.'

I got into a boxer's stance, no matter how crude and amateur-ish my stance was.

"Yes, please struggle! But I do wonder what you're doing in the Grimmlands... Sigh, what a dilemma! I want to bash your skull to the ground and bath in your blood, but I wonder what my Queen will do if I bring you to her?"

The man actually took a second to think about it before nodding to himself.

"I'll bring you to my Queen, then! She will praise me for such actions, I have no doubt!"

And he disappeared again!

'He's coming — !'

*BANG!*

'U-Ugh!'

The burning sensation return as my neck snapped to the side from the punch to the cheek. I-I raised my arm when he disappeared, but somehow he got through my guard and slammed his fist into my face! But something... bizarre happens.

Before the fist left my face, I saw something! It phased out from my chest, a muscular silver colored arm with dark blue metal gloves that covered the whole arm till its forearm, shot out like a blur and crashed into Tyrian's nose.

*BANG!*

*CRACK!*

I was sent a few meters away towards the ground, but Tyrian flew like a ragdoll with shit game physics, crashing through tree after tree before the final tree stopped his flight, with his body slumping like a puppet without strings leaning on the tree.

Hazel looked with shock at the fainted Tyrian and turned towards me, but I instead looked at the silver arm that remained coming out from my chest after the devastating punch.

"T-This is — !"

I exclaimed in shock at the "third arm" of mine, recalling the Stand, ｢Mr. Blue Sky｣, of the grim reaper.

'Stand! It's a fucking Stand! I HAVE A FUCKING STAND!'

"That arm... I see, you are in possession of a Stand."

W-WHAT! What did he just say?! Stands, he knows about it?! No, his eyes are looking at my Stand's arm! He can see it! He can see my Stand! He's a Stand User!

"Your threat level just increased expotentialy, even if you are a child. And that power and speed... I will need to exterminate you!"

Hazel fished into his jacket before taking out a large yellow crystal the size of a soda can, and jabbed himself with it. My eyes widened as electricity started dancing around his whole body.

A second later, he started rushing towards me. SHIT!

I barely dodged a strike to my head by rolling at the last moment, the man's fist crushing the ground and creating a fucking crater! Quickly getting up, I took a few steps back and distanced myself from Hazel, standing between the lady and Hazel.

Looking around for anything that I could use, I saw a red metal object that looked like a staff near the fallen woman. I felt that I could use it for something, so I immediately ran towards it.

The furious loud steps behind him came quicker than I thought! I won't make it in time —

Another arm shot out from my body and confronted Hazel's punch towards my torso, both arms of my Stand sending out a punch that created shockwaves as their fists collided before my Stand actually pushed the large man away.

Nice one, Stand! Keep him away while I grab a weapon for you!

Skidding to stop myself, I grabbed the metal staff thing on the ground. I took a good second to inspect the weapon, it was a glaive, actually, the spearhead was broken from the shaft, and there's a... trigger? What kind of spear has a gun trigger?

My eyes briefly met the lady's. She still was trying to tell me to get away, but I refused to.

"Sorry, lady, but I refuse to. Don't worry, I will win."

Where the fuck is this confidence even coming from? I don't know. But what I do know is that I need to win this, to survive. I pushed my hair up before I channeled my determination to defeat this foe in front of me to manifest itself, a faint white colored aura surrounding my body.

And my Stand appeared in front of me. It was a humanoid stand, looking similar to Kujo Jotaro's ｢Star Platinum｣ during Part 6 in terms of facial features.

Short flowing, black hair with white metallic skin. The Stand stared at me with lightning-blue eyes, looking at it's master before it faced Hazel. It wore a tight sleeveless black bodysuit with padding like a crop top, revealing the Stand's white lower half of the torso.

Behind the Stand were two feather-like wings that attached to its shoulders, the visuals looking like the wings had claws that were gripping onto its shoulders.

Going lower, two suspension-like belts were on each side of the waist that connected the crop top bodysuit to skintight leggings that highlighted its leg muscles, and a white loincloth belted around its waist that barely covers the Stand's crotch area.

The armor of the Stand were minimal with the same shade of blue as its eyes. Two metal gloves that reached its forearms, metal shin guards that started below the knee to near the foot, and metal boots that had a slight curve upwards.

There was a unique design on both its gloves and shin guards, a simple "J" painted in the center that could be seen clearly in a large black font.

T-This is my Stand! And he looks fucking majestic! Just looking at it made me feel powerful. I was about to ask for my Stand's name when I simply chuckled. No, that was a dumb question, I already know its name, it's written in my soul after all.

"As if I will die here to you!"

*CRACK... CRACK!*

My Stand responded by cracking its knuckles menacingly before getting into a fighting stance. Hazel gave out one last click with his tongue before taking out more crystals and doping himself with them.

Various elements starting flaring from his body. Fire, ice, lightning, wind, the four elements alternated around both of his hands before he charged at me.

"Come! I'll beat you to a damn pulp! Let's do this, ｢Silver Bullet｣!"

◀——–– To Be Continued

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Stand Profile

Stand Name: ｢Silver Bullet｣

Stand Namesake: Silver Bullet – Composer: Casey Edwards

Stand User: Jordan ???

Stand Parameters

Stand Parameters

Power: B

(Strength and ability to cause destruction)

Speed: B

(Agility and reflexes as well as performance speed)

Range: ?

(Range of manifestation, ability influence, and spatial mobility)

Stamina: ?

(Durability to take damage without dematerializing)

Precision: ?

(Accuracy of their abilities to specified targets)

Developmential Potential: ?

(Possible functions, utilization, and capacity to improve its capabilities)

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A/N: Hey, please help by commenting on paragraphs that have any mistakes/misspellings. My Grammarly doesn't work when it's 1500 words or more, and I can't see every mistake, so please be tolerant.I'd like to write this fanfic with long chapters (So that the pacing is better), so if you'd can be so kind to help, I'd appreciate it.