Josuke Higashikata walked out of the airport, carrying his handheld bag, as the tropical sun of Brazil welcomed him. He raised his hand, blocking the sunlight from his eyes, posing as the wind blew, drying the bit of sweat that ran through his neck.

"I knew coming here would be a pain in the ass…" He thought, pulling his coat in an attempt to minimize the heat. "Damn you, Jotaro. Why couldn't you give this to someone else?" Was the only line in his mind as he tried to recall Jotaro's instructions:

"A Stand user stole an arrow. We don't know how he did, but he left no traces. An informant from the Speedwagon Foundation found evidence that he might be in Brazil, in the city of Alta Montanha. Josuke, I don't have anyone else to send right now, and Koichi has left to Italy, so I need you to go there and see if you can find any more evidence. If our data is correct, the man is an American who is known for travelling the world collecting artifacts, even though this appears to be his first case of theft. His name is…".

- Hey, gringo!

The voice coming from behind interrupted Josuke's mind.

- Huh? – He turned to the person.

- You shouldn't stay there so distracted. This is Brazil, friend, watch your stuff or you're going to get robbed.

Josuke glanced over the man for a second. The man was a bit shorter than him, with short dark hair, brown-eyes and white with clear-burnt marks from the sun. He was wearing a white shirt, with the upper part unbuttoned, revealing part of his chest, giving space to a necklace with two golden "J"s. The sleeves above the elbow line complemented the fresh visual. His voice seemed calm and playful. Yet, or some reason, Josuke immediately felt something wrong

- Gringo? Do you speak Portuguese? Can-you-un-der-stand-me?

- Ye-yeah – Josuke answered, trying his best on communicating – I just spaced out a little. Thanks for the advice.

As he started to turn around again, the man once more tried to get his attention.

- Name is Jose, just Jose. Nice to meet ya. If you need someone to show you around, and keep the thieves out of your pockets, I can be of use. For a fee, of course.

Josuke turned his head, raising his hand wavering a goodbye.

- No need for it, I'm just looking for a person.

As he stepped forward, a shadow crossed his vision. His eyes were barely able to catch it. A teenager on a bike, going fast as he could, grabbed Josuke's bag and ran with it.

- NANI?!

- I warned you. – Jose stepped in again – You know, you can still take the deal and I will retrieve it.

- You're with him, aren't you? – Josuke was ready to punch him in the face, but tried to hold himself.

- Nah, I don't steal. But hey, he is getting away, if you want me to get it for you, better say it now.

With his eyes burning in rage, Josuke just ignored the man and started to chase the thief. Immediately after him, Jose started to run too. The boy, with quite an advantage, started to ride between cars, causing a commotion in the road. Two blocks down from the airport, a bus forced him into breaking. As the wheels locked, his body was thrown in the air. He immediately got up, looking for the bag.

Josuke and Jose quickly caught up to him, as the boy grabbed the bag and run into the first alley he saw, leaving his bike behind. Josuke didn't gave it a second thought: calling Crazy Diamond, his stand took one of the bike's wheels and threw it in the alley. The wheel went right pass the boy and, as soon as Crazy Diamond started to fix it, came back as a boomerang, hitting the boy in his face and pushing him right to Josuke's feet.

- Hey, punk, didn't they teach you to not steal? - Josuke glared furiously at the boy.

The boy, too scared to talk, just kept shaking in the ground, staring back at Josuke.

- Let's make a deal: if you get your bike and ride out of my sight in ten seconds, I won't beat you up. What do you say?

The boy looked at his fixed bike and immediately jumped on it, running away at full speed.

- Now I know why you didn't wanted protection… You can fight, I give you that, gringo. - Jose's voice came from behind as he walked into the alley – You know, I knew something weird was going on with you. You have one of these too, don't you? You are working with him, aren't you? He sent you to kill me, right? Just like the others before you!

- W-wait! You saw that? You're a stand user too?!

- Stand… Standuser? Oh right, this is what he called it. I gues then this just confirms it, you're working with…

"His name is…"

- You're working with Benjamin!

"… Benjamin Willians".

- WAIT! – Josuke realized – So you know him! I'm sorry dude, but I will have to ask you some questions.

- Come get it, then. Or are you afraid to get your weird hair messy? Well, it's not like it could get any worse, anyway.

Josuke closed his first and shouted, with all the strength in his lungs:

- WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY HAIR, YOU PUNK?!

- What you just heard, asshole.

- CRAZY DIAMOND! – in a burst of rage, Josuke stepped forward calling his stand, that immediately threw a heavy punch on Jose's direction.

- DORA!

As the hand got closer, Jose's let out a smirk and pointing forward called his own stand:

- Deep Purple!

With this, a humanoid stand, purple colored, covered by some armor pieces, with its mouth covered by a heart-shaped mask, with two tubes going out of it and to the back of it's head. On each should, a distinct "J" would appear, one mirroring the other.

As the stand appeared, it threw a counter-punch on Crazy Diamond's attack, crying:

- RODA!

As the attacks were about to connect, a wave, parting from Deep Purple's hand, echoed. Suddenly, Crazy Diamond's hand distorted around the enemy's stand, without hitting it.

- N-NANI?! – Josuke bit his lower lip, already ready for the barrage.

Without second thought, Crazy Diamond started to throw a series of punches against Deep Purple., loudly yelling "DORARARARA". Yet each attack would simply be distorted away from the target, as Jose would stand there with a smirk on his face.

- Gringo, I think it is fair to warn you before you get into a fight that you can't win. My Stand, as you call it, can distort space at will. Even if Deep Purple has its limitations, there is no way anyone can defeat us!

As Josuke's attack stopped, a wave echoed again to Deep Purple, Jose gave out another smirk and sent the stand on its counter-attack. A barrage of punches followed, hitting Crazy Diamond as it would simply block it. The loud cry of the stand, "RODADADADADADA" was as fierce as the powerful blows. Josuke felt being pushed, yet avoided all damage.

- Your Crazy Diamond is quite hard to crack I give you that.

- SHUT UP! I WILL BEAT THIS SMIRK OUT OF YOUR FACE! – Josuke's rage would still burn.

- If that's what you want… DEEP PURPLE!

On calling, the stand immediately chopped the ground. A wave echoed again and suddenly, the floor itself started to fold, opening a pit between the two fighters, as they started to slide on it. The pit would get bigger and bigger, never reaching it's bottom, and the two would accelerate more and more as gravity pushed them towards it.

- This is Deep Purple's power, gringo. Once it alters space, it can hold that distortion for ten seconds! Now, let's see how well you handle yourself.

Both Crazy Diamond and Deep Purple came out, facing each other in a barrage of punches.

- DORARARARARARARA!

- RODADADADADADADA!

The strong impacts of the punches smashed the air between the two, causing powerful blows. The users would accelerate more and more towards the bottomless pit, sliding through the floor, and the stands following them exchanging punches.

- Jose, you indeed are strong. But no one talks shit about my hair and gets away. Are you ready for the beating of your life? – Josuke let out a smile.

- Huh?

Showings it's faster reaction, Crazy Diamond landed a punch on Deep Purple's chin. The damage immediately followed through Jose. With his guard opened, nothing could stop Crazy Diamond's attack. Twelve punches later, all direct hits, and Jose got smashed against the floor. He could feel the pain of some of his bone shattering, and his back blowing against the concrete. The impact slowed him down, while Josuke continued to accelerate.

Using that on his advantage, Jose used his stand to break into the concrete and hold it, stopping him from falling. Then, looking down on Josuke, he smiled and said:

- The ten seconds are over, gringo.

A wave echoed back, undoing the distortion. When Josuke noticed, the alley was back to normal. Jose was laying down on the ground, holding it, and he was on the same position as he was when sliding down. Yet, his body was still moving. The force from before conserved as was still being applied to his body. Without anywhere to hold, Josuke couldn't help but to be thrown at full speed.

As he came in Jose's direction, Deep Purple appeared, giving him a powerful blow in the face and sending him back.

- RODA!

"H-he is strong!"

Was the last thing that went through Josuke's mind before blacking out.