Prologue:

Iggy was a dog. A Boston Terrier to be exact. But he wasn't any regular canine.

No. Iggy was special.

Unlike any regular dog, Iggy was perfectly capable of understanding human speech, and had a cognitive level that was equal and sometimes even surpassed those of a human. It was because of this unnatural intelligence that the small dog started to believe himself to be above everyone else of his kind and even humans.

Because of his intelligence, or maybe the reason behind it, Iggy developed what was known by others as a Stand; a supernatural ability unique to a mere few. In the case of this particular Boston Terrier, his Stand granted him the ability to control and manipulate dirt and sand as he wished it.

No one knows how or when the terrier was able to develop a Stand, but with it Iggy escaped from home took on the streets of New York.

Despite his size and the harsh environment, the homeless dog managed to thrive in the streets, fighting against other bigger street mutts. Slowly but surely, Iggy earned the rank of top dog, revered by all street animals.

Of course, his ascension to King of all Animals, was noticed by the local authorities of the Animal Control Center, which sent several experienced dog catchers for the mutt. But even New York's finest couldn't keep up with Iggy and his incredible ability that made a fool of any human that opposed him.

That is why Iggy named his Stand: The Fool.

Unfortunately, his life as top dog and licentiousness came to an end when two strange individuals with the same type of powers as him, Stand Users, came on to him to try and capture them. Despite their fight of surely epic proportions, Iggy ended up as the unfortunate loser and was caged to be observed and studied by the Speedwagon Foundation.

Lucky for him, he was treated rather well by the staff of the Foundation, because they knew he could try and break out at any moment. That is why they always indulged him in his banal desires; like constantly giving him his favorite treat to chew on: Coffee-flavored Gum.

Not too long after that, Iggy's life turned upside down again. This time he was forced to travel all the way to Egypt to join a group, which included the two men that captured him back in New York, and three others to find and fight a Vampire named Dio.

All that Iggy ever wanted was a carefree life, to live comfortably and fall in love with a hot bitch. Not to fight dangerous opponents for no good reason, especially when he gained nothing out of it.

Unfortunately, all changed when Iggy fought one of his harshest battles yet, against a bastard bird stand user, named Pet Shop. At the end of the fight against the murderous hawk, Iggy had lost his front paw, a lot of blood, and the cherry in top for the terrible sundae of a day was nearly drowning. Against all odds, he survived and fueled with a sense of rightful indignation, he went back to the group of crusaders he Guided them to the mansion in which the vampire Dio was hiding.

The Crusaders went inside the mansion hoping to put a stop to the bastard Vampire, but along the way there were more dangerous opponents waiting for them to stop them before reaching Dio.

Iggy would never reach Dio, because he ended up dying against a Stand User named Vanilla Ice, but at least he managed to prove the bastard wrong. He DID have resolve; he DID posses a proud soul. Because Stands are representations of one's souls, and Iggy's Stand, his soul, moved on its own to save the life of his companion Jean Pierre Polnareff in exchange of his own.

Iggy lived a short life, and despite living it looking down on others, acting stubborn and refusing to join or being part of a group; he sacrificed his life for a comrade and died a proud death.

This was the end of Iggy's life.

But unknown to him, this wasn't the end of his Bizarre Adventure.

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Author Notes:

I can't believe there aren't any stories about Iggy in this site.

So I decided to correct this oversight so I wrote this prologue to catch up or remind you who Iggy is.

Next chapters will be just a compendium of one-shot X-over stories featuring Iggy in different settings. Because a dog that controls sand is a welcome addition in any story.

That being said: I'm open to suggestions as to where put Iggy in. Fell free to send me your ideas. And if you like anything you read here, then why not write a story based on it. Because Iggy needs more love and we need more Bizarre Stories.