She tried the key once, and the door refused to open. Withdrawing it from the hole, she tried to flip it over, and turn the key once more. After some struggle, the door finally unlocked and the foreigner finally entered her apartment. Daisy Stratter sighed, collapsing onto the couch. She'd had a long flight from Australia to New York, coming overseas to study her passion of entomology at an American science specialist school. After a few minutes of simply sitting in silence and resting after her exhausting trip, Daisy began to unpack her suitcases, filling her new closet with dresses of varying colours and some more casual wear, and making her bed up with sheets she had brought of home, that reminded her of her family. She also placed a framed picture of her with her parents on the bedside table. At only sixteen, she was moving away from the country, away from the rolling fields of her home. It was daunting for any person to go through, but beyond that, on the flight to New York from Alice Springs, she had began developing something altogether strange.

A strange wasp-like creature had begun hovering around her. When she asked the person in the seat next to her why they were not afraid, as most people are if a wasp appears nearby, the businessman asked her why he should be scared. She deduced that this creature was not physical, since nobody besides her was seeing it. Even at this time she could not tell if it was a hallucination, or if it was something supernatural. She unpacked her laptop and hooked it up to the internet that was in place within the apartment complex. She began browsing the web for something similar to her story. A mysterious creature, invisible to other people… Surely there were some stories on the Internet that matched her own. Something came up, a result from a spiritual website of sorts. People with ghostly figures that were not always human, and had supernatural abilities. These spirits were bound to their master, and fought by their side in acts of self-preservation or of violence. These things…

"They're called… Stands, huh? That's what this site calls them?" Daisy looked around. She didn't want to believe such a sketchy source, but she could not deny how uncanny these reports resembled what she could gather of her condition. She decided to experiment with this so-called Stand. Firstly, the page instructed that all Stands should have a trigger word that summons them. A name, if you wanted to call it that. Daisy gulped, looking down at her shaking hands. She thought of what it looked like on the plane. A wasp with hollow eyes and a mask covering its head. Its abdomen was abnormally large, and its stinger heavy. However, it floated and danced about the plane with an odd grace and agility, at least for a wasp of that size. She decided on a name. "Bullet with Butterfly Wings?"

At that moment, the wasp re-appeared, in its complete glory. Daisy looked at it in awe. "Okay… now, what do you do?" Her Stand flew over to her shoulder, perching onto it. She then began to develop a pair of wasp wings, which burst out of her back and through her dress. She screamed, despite there being no pain. "Wh-What did you do? How did I just grow wings?" She bit her lip a little. "Hold on… I was thinking about your wings as I asked what you did. Just maybe…" Daisy began to think about the horn of a rhinoceros beetle, and at that moment a rhinoceros beetle horn sprouted from her forehead. "I understand now. It seems like I can gain the body parts of insects, is that right?" The wasp nodded slightly. "Alright!" She returned her body to normal. "What a bizarre ability. It must have come from my love of insects, there's no other explanation." She collapsed on the couch once more. "What a tiring day. I have school tomorrow, too. Jeez, this is such a mess."

Stand Name: "Bullet With Butterfly Wings"

Stand User: Daisy Stratter

Power: D

Range: B

Speed: A

Durability: D

Precision: A

Potential: A