Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Date: September 1, 1998

Location: Joestar Family Home, London

The sun peeked through the curtains of David's room, bathing the walls in a golden light that heralded the beginning of a new school year. At fourteen years old, David Joestar stood at the threshold of high school, a place brimming with possibilities and challenges. He had grown significantly over the years, both physically and mentally. His once-small frame had developed into that of a lanky teenager, his hair longer and wavier, framing a face that carried a mix of youthful curiosity and quiet confidence.

He gazed at himself in the mirror, contemplating the peculiar duality of his existence. The boy staring back at him was just a teenager, yet his mind felt much older, enriched by the memories and experiences of his past life. He had been sixteen when he fell asleep in his previous life, and now, with his soul aging at a different pace, he felt as if he were thirty years old inside, even though he was still just beginning his journey as a high school freshman.

"David! Are you ready?" Emily called from downstairs, her cheerful voice cutting through his thoughts.

"Yeah, just a minute!" he replied, taking one last look in the mirror. He adjusted his collar, feeling the familiar flutter of nerves in his stomach. Starting high school was a big deal, and while he was excited, a part of him felt apprehensive about fitting in with his peers.

Over the years, David had dedicated himself to the flute, honing his skills without the aid of his New Order. His passion for music flourished, and he had become proficient enough that he no longer relied on his powers to enhance his abilities. The flute had become an extension of himself, a source of solace and joy that resonated within him.

As he descended the stairs, the sound of clinking dishes and the aroma of breakfast filled the air. Jonathan was at the table, sipping coffee while reviewing a stack of papers for work. Emily had just set a plate of pancakes down in front of David, her smile warm and encouraging.

"Good morning, sweetheart! Are you excited for your first day?" Emily asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Kind of," David admitted, digging into the stack of pancakes. "I'm a little nervous, too."

Jonathan leaned back in his chair, a knowing smile on his face. "It's normal to be nervous, David. Just remember to be yourself. You're a Joestar now, and we believe in you."

"Thanks, Dad," David replied, feeling a swell of affection for his parents. Their unwavering support had been the foundation of his new life, and he was determined to make them proud.

As breakfast continued, David's thoughts drifted to his training. His stamina had increased significantly over the years, thanks in part to his rigorous practice sessions with the flute and his continual use of his order, protection against telepaths. He had grown accustomed to the strain of maintaining it constantly, allowing him to focus on building strength and resilience.

Despite the challenges he faced in this new life, David's determination to keep his powers hidden from his parents remained unwavering. They had accepted him as he was, and he didn't want to jeopardize the trust they had built. The memories of his previous life felt distant but vivid, shaping his desire to protect his family and himself.

After breakfast, David hurried to gather his things for school, excitement bubbling within him. The thought of making new friends and starting fresh filled him with hope. As he headed out the door, he glanced back at his parents, who were sharing a tender moment, laughter ringing through the house. The sight warmed his heart, and he promised himself to cherish this happiness.

Later that evening

Once the first day of school was behind him, David returned home, the weight of the day settling over him like a warm blanket. His mind buzzed with memories of new faces and names, the bustling energy of high school life. But as he lay in bed, he couldn't shake the lingering thoughts of his own vulnerabilities. He wanted to learn to defend himself, to ensure he was prepared for whatever challenges lay ahead.

The decision crystallized in his mind. He would ask Jonathan and Emily about joining a dojo. It was a step toward independence, a way to protect himself while also channeling his energy into something constructive. He pictured himself training, honing his skills in martial arts, and the thought invigorated him.

As he drifted off to sleep, his mind was filled with visions of himself in a dojo, practicing and growing stronger. He resolved to talk to his parents in the morning, eager to share his desire for self-defense training. David Joestar was ready to take charge of his destiny, armed with the love of his family and the strength he was determined to cultivate.

End of chap.