Back in New York, near the boundary line to New Jersey, Kandy got her motorcycle back, as Steven said, "Good. You got your bike back. Now leave."

Kandy said, "No. I can't…"

She asked, "Steven, I know it's been long, and you never called me… but why did you leave me, all for this business of yours?"

He said, "That's because…"

He sighed and explained, "Kandy… I do love you, but business calls. It was your own fault, when you kidnapped me… Well, sort of."

"Sort of?"

"The day I learned that Kanade was under Tohru Honda's control… it turns out that she was evil, on her own, and she wanted us dead. At the time, I was crushed, learning that our former friend used us… for evil gain… So, I thought… and I decided to train for two years, along with the rest of us… and since then, everything changed. We foiled the DNC from a horrifying future, only to realize that a vampire is taking over the world and the future. Even worse off was this; Mizuki, our friend, is dying… And if we don't stop this vampire, she dies… And we are about 30 days left…"

"Oh. I didn't know…"

She started to cry, as she was upset, "Steven… I never should've kidnapped you… back then… I'm so sorry. It's all my fault… If I wanted to change time… I'd prevent myself from-."

Steven yelled, "Kandy! It's fine!"

He explained, "Don't cry. The last thing I want… … …is a four-armed girl crying… I'll come see you, when this is over."

Kandy smiled, "Thank you…"

They hugged, as Mundy called, "OI! Agent Cooke, we have to go!"

He was onboard the BattleVan, as Steven said to Kandy, "Well, until we meet again…"

Kandy nodded, "Goodbye…"

He went to his vehicle, as Kandy drove away in her motorcycle. As Steven smiled, seeing Kandy leave, Mundy asked, "So… … …Is it true that she had four arms?"

Steven replied, "Yes. But it's not what you think…"

The BattleVan drove away, as Kandy smiled, while looking back. She said, "I'll be cheering you on… Sexy Steven…"

Episode XXIX – Chapter 3: The Grim Foggy City!
Team Nevins in Pakistan!

Meanwhile, back in Asia, Team Nevins has left India, and headed to their next destination: Pakistan.

Pakistan is a young country, established in 1947, following its separation from India. But when Japan was still the hunter-gatherer culture, Pakistan was the seat of a highly-developmental vocation. Here in Pakistan, the people carry on its 5,000-year history of the Indian subcontinent.

Team Nevins, riding a convertible, was driving down the hills to the town of Karachi.

Michelle said to Chazz, who is wearing a new black jacket, "I have to say, mate. You got a brand-new jacket, and just like your old one. It fits you well."

Chazz said, "It's 100% wool."

Heather said to Yamabuki, "Hey, Yamabuki, are you okay driving this way? The fog in this area is quite thick."

Heather was correct. The closer they were heading to Karachi, the thicker the fog has become.

"These aren't exactly the safest conditions." Yamabuki replied, while behind the wheel, "It's a huge drop below, and no guardrail to be found, anywhere."

Michelle looked at the time and said, "It's not even 3:00, but the fog is getting thicker. We should check in…"

She spotted a small town, from below, and said, "Here. There's a town, over there. Let's spend the night here."

Yamabuki asked, "You think they'd have nice hotels?"

Heather asked, "Nice hotels?"

Yamabuki replied, "Yes! And it better have a decent bathroom! The one… back in India… ugh…"

She shuddered, still remembering that toilet with the pig inside, back in India. She also stated that the Middle East also had strange toilets, which shook Yamabuki in disgust.

As they drove by, Peter's breath went black, and gasped. He turned to his left and spotted a dead dog, hanging on a branch.

"What the hell?" he thought, "That dog is dead!"

Michelle asked him, "What's the matter, Peter?"

"Oh, it was nothing." Peter said.

They arrived at the small town, covered in fog. They parked near the huge building, as Michelle said, "Nice little town. Could be about thousands of people living here."

Heather stepped out and said, "I'll go to this restaurant. Maybe they'll ask about a hotel, nearby."

Yamabuki looked around and said, "But there's a weird quiet feeling to this place. No matter where we go, it's always rowdy and congested."

Michelle replied, "It's probably because of the fog."

Heather had no luck, as Michelle instructed, "LISTEN UP! In Pakistan, if you want to communicate with the Islamic people, you greet them by saying…"

She turned to the man in a fez, and cheered, "As Salaam alaikum!"

The man showed a blank stare towards Michelle, and then slammed the OPEN sign, flipping it to CLOSED. Michelle was shocked, as the others were stunned. All the man did was stare at them, doing nothing, saying nothing, or make any other move.

"Uh, no harm intended," Michelle giggled, "No need to close up shop on us… heh, heh, heh… We just wanted to ask you a question. Are there any hotels here in town?"

He said nothing… as Michelle growled. She cried, "ANYBODY HOME?"

The man turned away, and finally spoke, "I do not know."

"Huh?" Michelle was confused.

"Good day."

Michelle roared, "HEY, WAIT A MINUTE! What do you mean "you don't know"?"

She stopped, only to see a bunch of insects crawling on his neck. Michelle gagged, "Eugh!"

She pondered, "What with that guy? I must be imagining things…"

Yamabuki said, "I'm sure he didn't understand you, because your pronunciation was so bad. Let's ask that guy."

She found a guy napping by the stone wall, and she called, "Excuse me, good sir! My friends and I are looking for a hotel… one, possibly with a decent bathroom… Could you be a dear and-?"

She gasped in horror, as she saw the man in a hood and robe, sitting on the ground, with his eyes and mouth open, and not moving. Yamabuki cried, grabbing him, "HEY, YOU! What's wrong?"

The body tilted back, revealing that he is dead. Lizards appeared from his mouth, crawling out.

They all cried, "WHAT THE HELL?"

Yamabuki cried, "HE'S DEAD! This man's dead, and with a look of fear on his face! What could've killed him? A heart attack, maybe?"

Chazz said, "It's possible… But what we got here is no ordinary heart failure…"

He pointed at a gun in the corpse's hand, and Yamabuki cried, "A GUN?! This man killed himself!"

Heather said, "Doubt it. Look at the barrel."

Peter said, "You're right. It's still smoking."

Michelle said, "He must've just fired it, maybe two to five minutes ago! Either way, how he died, it happened, right before we entered town."

Yamabuki complained, "I said he killed himself! Why did you say it's doubtful?"

Heather said, "His body has no visible wounds. No blood splattered, everywhere."

Yamabuki whined, "Then how did he die? This is unnatural! LOOK AT IT! His face is all twisted, like he was screaming in bloody terror!"

Michelle looked at the body and said, "Astounding! You have to believe someone saw how he shot himself, like that."

Heather cried, "Did anyone see anything? No one bothered to help!"

She called to a lady in a dress, "EXCUSE ME! Someone has died here! Please, call the police!"

The woman stopped, as she showed her face, with boils and warts all over her face. Heather gasped, as the woman asked, "Pardon me, young lady. My boils are festering me today… You had a question?"

Heather shivered, "Uh… Yeah… This man just died! Why didn't anyone call for help? I would ask if you call the police, ma'am."

The woman replied, "The police? What would I do that for?"

Heather yelled, "LOOK! THAT MAN'S DEAD!"

"That is most unfortunate. I am not sure if I have anything to help you with."

"I already asked you to call the police, TWICE!"

"Of course, the police… I think you did that. Well, good day, ma'am…"

She walked off, as she repeated herself that her boils are festering her. Heather was completely annoyed, but was confused. She thought, "Strange woman. It's like she didn't care… at all… But what is what the people in town? There's a man dead, here in town, and no one wants to help! It's like… either they're too lazy… or they just don't care… Didn't they hear the gunshot? These people are more jaded than a New Yorker or a Tokyoite."

Peter saw a dog, and then thought, remembering it, "The same dog, from earlier…"

Yamabuki said, "This fog… It's getting thicker."

Heather said, "It's like it's swallowing the town whole."

Yamabuki looked up and said, "This is too creepy. Call me crazy, but does a part of the fog look like a skull?"

They saw a cloud of fog, showing a vision of a skull. In reality, this was the doing of a Spirit Caller… Enyama's Stand of Justice. But the others don't know that, just yet.

Peter said, "What do you think it is? Could it be the work of a Spirit Caller or Stand User?"

Michelle replied, "Neither. There's no motive! Why would someone kill a man, without even knowing us, before we got here? There's no reason that a Spirit or Stand to kill him!"

Peter said, "Who knows? The way he died was unnatural. Let's examine the body, before the police come. Just… try not to touch it."

Michelle nodded, "Right." She then held up a pen and moved a piece of the man's clothing, examining his skin. She then found his pocket, with a wallet, and bus and train tickets.

"Well, it's obvious that he's a traveler, too." She said, "Look! Bus tickets, train tickets, tokens… And Indian Money! He's not from around here, so my guess that he came here from India."

She moved his shirt, showing his bare chest and a huge hole on it.

"OHHH! LOOK AT THIS WOUND!" She cried, and explained, "There's a huge gaping hole in his chest! This must be what killed him!"

Chazz said, "Hold on! If that's the wound, why isn't he bleeding? With a big wound like that, blood would be gushing everywhere! So, what killed him?"

Peter added, "Unless, of course, this is no ordinary murder… We have got to get to the bottom of this. Let's look at the cadaver…"

He removed the corpse's shirt, and everyone gasped in fright. The corpse's body was full of huge gaping holes, with no blood gushing out.

Yamabuki yelled, "NO WAY! LOOK AT HIS BODY! THERE ARE TONS OF HOLES, ALL OVER THIS GUY! HE'S LIKE THAT YELLOW SPONGE, SPONGEBOB!"

Michelle stated, "And not a drop of blood, anywhere near those wounds! How on earth did this happen?"

Peter called, "Be careful! If you think there isn't a Spirit Caller here before, you bet there's one here now."

Michelle rushed back to the car and called, "EVERYONE! Let's beat it! We're leaving this town, now! GET IN!"

She hopped over to the car, but she gasped, holding onto the black metal fence. She was about to fall into the spikes on the fence.

"WHAT THE-? IMPOSSIBLE! THAT'S NOT THE CAR! OHHHHHH, NOOOOOO!"

She used her Hermit Ghost and stopped herself from being impaled, "HERMIT GHOST!"

She latched onto the telephone phone, and steadied herself, nearly touching the spikes. But one spike poked at her spine. She cried out in pain, as she tried to get down.

Chazz yelled, "HEY, OLD HAG! What the hell are you doing?"

Michelle landed safely down on the dirt and moaned, "Ungh…"

Michelle cried, "Huh? OH, NO! WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT AM I DOING? THE CAR WAS RIGHT HERE, JUST A MINUTE AGO!"

Yamabuki corrected, "What are you talking about? We parked the car over there, and walked."

Michelle gasped, "WHAT? Just now, I could've sworn that-."

She gasped, and saw a view of a small old lady, walking in her cane. It was Enyama. She bowed her head, as Michelle rejoined the others. Her left arm is covered in bandages, to avoid being found out, since her hand on her left arm has a right hand, like ROZ, her late daughter.

"Well, hello, good people. I see you are travelers." She smiled, "I'm afraid of this fog. It's dangerous to leave town. There are many cliffs, you know. I run my own bed & breakfast, not far from here. If you'd like, I'm open for the night. There's plenty of room for everyone… In fact, I even throw in a healthy discount."

Yamabuki nodded, but asked, "You sure? Finally, we've actually met a normal person, for once."

Enyama stared at the others. She giggled evilly, and then showed the others to her hotel.

Heather then said, "We have to assume that this Stand User or Spirit Caller is somewhere in this town."

They looked on, as the corpse was slowly being carried away by paramedics, only they moved slowly and are dazed.

Heather continued, "With this fog, there's no telling what it can do. It could be next to us, at any moment. We can't let our guard down, tonight."

Yamabuki shivered, as she looked at the men's faces, all distorted, "You know, guys… I realize that no one has attacked us, just yet, but damn, this town is creepy."

Enyama called, "Come on! This way, Miss Nevins. That building over there is my bed and breakfast. Follow me to your rooms. Try not to fall behind."

She showed them a huge hotel building, "I know it isn't much, but it had history. In fact, there are many historic events untold in this place. About 50 years ago, one of the James Bond 007 movies was filmed here, though I forget which one… and it was where John Lennon of The Beatles went to this country, he spent the entire time in this little hotel."

Yamabuki asked, "That never happened… But seriously?"

Peter stated, "Obviously not. John Lennon has never been to Pakistan."

Heather added, "Nor did any 007 movies ever filmed in Pakistan."

Enyama joked, "OH! You got me. I was pulling your leg."

Yamabuki moaned, "Spoilsports."

Enyama smiled, "Still, I put my heart and soul into it, and it's very exquisite. We don't have any other guests at the moment, so you can pick the dinner menu. Would you prefer meat? If not, we have fresh fish available."

Chazz asked, "Hold up, Grandma. How do you know the Old Hag's name? Before, you called her Nevins."

Enyama gasped, as she stammered, "Uh… It's uh…"

Michelle asked, "Hmm? What are you saying, Princeton?"

Enyama calmed down, gulped, and swiftly told a lie, "Come now, The Gang is a popular band in America. I have heard history of these guys. I never expected you guys to show up here. I may be old, but my ears still work. I was actually talking to the young girl in dark hair."

Yamabuki asked, "You mean me? I think I said it, but I'm not sure when…"

Enyama smiled, "AH, you did, child! When you've been in this business for so many years, you learn to memorize so many names, quickly. I'm sure of it."

Yamabuki asked, "By the way, ma'am. I noticed that you have bandages on your left hand. Did you went into an accident."

Enyama replied, "Oh, this? It was a minor burn in the kitchen. Nothing more. I know I'm too spry for my old age. It was first degree burns from a pot of boiling water."

Yamabuki smiled, "Don't be silly, ma'am. You hardly look 40, and you're very beautiful. I know the truth of your age, but it's the outside that counts."

Enyama laughed, "Oh, you naughty girl… Don't tease an old woman like that!"

They shared a laugh, but Enyama thought, behind Yamabuki's back, "You damn babbling fool, you ninja wench. IT IS YOU I DESPISE MOST, YAMABUKI SUOU! I'll make you suffer a pain, one thousand times worse than what my daughter endured! THEN I'LL SLICE OFF YOUR BREASTS AND PULL OUT YOUR GUTS TO FINISH YOU OFF!"

XXXXX

The others stepped into the hotel, with Enyama leading the way.

Michelle looked around and said, "Ohhhhhh, this doesn't look bad, at all."

Yamabuki signed her name and said, "Here, Heather."

She gave her the pen, and Heather signed her name on it. Yamabuki said, "My autograph's worth much as Lennon's, so to say. I'm Yamabuki, after all. Too bad I'm not Paul, George, or Ringo."

Peter signed his name, as Yamabuki finished, "Make sure you cherish it."

Enyama smiled, "Of course… I'll keep it as a memory to cherish forever…"

She thought, glaring to herself, "…to commemorate the day I murder you."

Peter gave Chazz the pen and said, "There's a first… We haven't done a Beatles reference since… ever…"

Chazz signed his name and shut the book, "It's done."

Enyama said, "Well then, allow me to show you to your rooms, gentlemen… and you too, ladies…"

XXXXX

Yamabuki plopped onto her bed and smiled, "AAH! Finally… A comfy bed…"

She felt agitated and said, "Man… Talk about a weirdo town. Next stop we visit, I hope to god that the next one isn't insane."

She got up and smiled, "Time to hit the loo~!"

As she went to the bathroom, in another room, Michelle was chopping at the television set, showing white noise. Heather helped out, as she moaned, "Figures. No cable in this flat, since it's foggy out."

Michelle replied, "Even worse off. The telly is busted. I can't even use Hermit Ghost to locate the Spirit User."

Heather replied, as she gave up, "I don't think it's functional. Sorry."

Yamabuki appeared, as she called, "Hey, Miss Nevins!"

"What's the matter?" Michelle asked.

"I don't think my room has a bathroom. Does yours have one?"

Heather replied, "Perhaps the bathroom here is communal."

Yamabuki said, "Oh, okay." And then left.

Peter sighed, "Good grief…"

Michelle said, "She's so carefree. A Spirit User or Stand User could attack at any moment. She has to be on guard."

Chazz leaned by the window, concerned, as the fog continues to grow.

Back in New York, dusk fell over Casa de Muñecas. Farra's spirit hovered down to the mannequin of herself, as Cassandra said, while fixing up the final preparations, "It's time. You and I are going to man this, on our own…"

Farra said, "Yeah. These two are great together… but I can't go near that mannequin of myself."

Cassandra said, "You leave it to me. Luther will begin the showcase, and we can start the show, together. I cannot do Spirit Callers, but I can make the actions surprising."

Luther, in his pink suit, said, "We're almost ready. The crowd is growing impatient over the new display."

Farra asked, "Did you find Sena?"

Luther said, "Yeah… but she's in the warehouse. Better safe than sorry."

Cassandra stated, "It'll be 6:00, soon. Places, everyone."

Farra disappeared in the huge display, which has Harada and Mayu dressed in formal wear, while Farra's mannequin was wearing a blue evening gown with a cyan and pink rose corsage. The lights went out, as Cassandra said, "Ready, Farra?"

Farra's Spirit hid, and said, "Let's do this."

The crowd gathered, as they saw a display of Harada and Mayu, in an all-white scenario, with a white arch, flowers, and balloons. Harada spoke, as he said, "Oh, my… Is this the surprise?"

Mayu giggled, "Oh, wow… This is for us?"

They were still in place, as the lights were dimming. Luther appeared on the display stage and explained, "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen… My name is Coco Martinez, and I am the owner and manager of Casa de Muñecas. As you know, for years on end, my mother, Polly Anne Martinez, created this beautiful store, as a way of art and style, including shopping for the best in designer clothing. It was all about everyone, not just the customers, but for the mannequins that wear it. Now, times have changed, and when mi madré died… Cassandra and I chose to honor the memory. Not just for the customers, and for our mannequins, but for everyone that came here. We don't just do it for the money… we do it… for the art and love of magic."

The crowd applauded, as Luther continued, "Tonight, for this very special occasion, two mannequins, that I named Harada and Mayu, will be presented in a beautiful showcase… We are going to have a wedding."

Harada and Mayu gasped, "No way!"

Harada spoke, "Mayu! Really?"

Mayu smiled, "Yes… That was the surprise… Farra, Asahi, and Cassandra… They want us to marry…"

Harada said, "I know… but… We're dead…"

Mayu said, "Maybe… it's what we want… as a final farewell."

Luther said, "This is a beautiful moment in Casa de Muñecas. For the first time ever, our two mannequins will be together, as husband and wife. And don't worry… As long as it's until death do us part, they are already dead. These mannequins are based off of two people that died young. But they are star-crossed lovers, and we would honor their memories."

Mayu sniffled, "Those guys…"

Luther said, "And now, here to tell more about the mannequins that they are based off of, introducing my sister, Cassandra Juliet Martinez."

Cassandra appeared, wearing a blue bridesmaid dress, as she thought, "No man can marry me, but who cares? I can never find a spouse for me. A bridesmaid, but never a bride, I suppose. Someday…"

Farra whispered, as she was invisible, "Oh, shut up. You know I can hear you."

Cassandra said, "Understood."

She bowed and said, "These mannequins you see here are based off of Mayu Arita, and former CHA Dancer, Harada. It's a sad story of how they died… Harada, a member of CHA, Cross Hearts Attack, and the king of dancing. His life was all about caring for the girls he admire. But it wasn't just for the fans. It was all about putting smiles on their faces. He put his fans first, and relationship second. He dated a girl named Kana, but months after their relationship, he dumped her, and dated a girl named Lisa. However, his life ended, when he died of a huge kamikaze accident, after Lisa left. Some say that Lisa killed her, because Kana was her sister. But others say that it was a freak accident. Perhaps we'll never know…
Mayu Arita, on the other hand, is a fan of CHA, and has been sending letters to Harada, as her favorite member of the band. In a blinding fate, she and Harada were made for each other, as they met, long ago, in a small karaoke bar, playing twister together. And even though Mayu lost, she was happy to play with her one true love."

Mayu said, "She's lying. That's not-."

Harada whispered, "No, Mayu… They didn't know. We don't even need to be found out."

Cassandra said, "But… It seems that the young life is a happy one… but very sad to grow on… At the tender age of 19, Mayu Arita died of a fatal head contusion, after slipping on the road, and banging her head on a metal fence."

She thought, "Slipping on a bar of soap and killing yourself is probable. But they'll never believe me."

Mayu said, "Interesting… Wait… They find it BS?"

Farra said to her, "Well… I did say it was BS, but the impact to your head… Well-."

Mayu barked, "WHO CARES? Alive or dead, I am just happy that Harada is back with me…"

Farra smiled, as Cassandra concluded, "And now… since they are no longer living, we honor these star-crossed lovers with a proper mannequin wedding."

She bowed and said, "Please wait…"

Lights flashed a bit, as it showed the spotlight of Harada and Mayu. They were coming closer, as Farra then said, "Impressive… Now, for that old magic… This is for you, Miss Pollyanna…"

She prayed and produced a mild fiery aura, "Phoenix Sun!"

The aura shone, as Harada and Mayu were shown in a projection. Harada held Mayu's hands and said, "Mayu…"

Mayu sniffled, "Oh, Harada… I'm so happy…"

As the ceremony began, a girl in long black hair was watching completely angry. She whispered, "Harada…"

She held her purse up, as a girl in red hair was behind her. It was Scarlet. She then thought, "What is this? Farra and Asahi called me, because of a huge showcase… but… What is up her ass about Harada?"

She then watched, as she was on an eagle eye for the woman in a purple dress. The audience was still in awe, as the woman continued to purse her lips in anger. She reached for her purse and held up a gun. Scarlet gasped, "What the-?"

XXXXX

"You knew of MIO's existence, long ago… Before the events of when Michelle died… Tell me…" Asahi said to Azusa, as she was tending to a downed Myu and Ricka.

Azusa said, "I'm sorry… Myu and Ricka were puppets to MIO, among others…"

"Huh? What are you saying?"

Azusa explained, "The girls you have met, befriended you… MIO is worse off… She was created by Ikara Tokisaki, and as her perfect daughter."

"Ikara Tokisaki? Daughter?!"

"Yes. It happened so long ago… Ikara, over thousands of years ago, dating back to Japan's beginning…"

She explained the full story of MIO's birth, starting with Ikara Tokisaki, the woman responsible for her birth.

XXXXX

Meanwhile, back in Pakistan, a figure appeared from the fog and walked into the entrance. It was Birch, returning from India. She approached the front desk and leaned by it. She rang the bell, as Enyama gasped.

"So, The Nevins party is on the third floor." Birch said, smirking, "Maybe me and my six-shooter ought to give these bastards a warm welcome. I thought I visit you, Miss Rumin…"

Enyama smiled, "Ah, Miss Small. You have come."

"That's right. I managed to track down those bastards, all the way here to this town. I figured why not get them at the next town, but to my surprise, it's you that I'm greeted to. I didn't think you'd come here, all by yourself."

Enyama began to bawl and cry, as Birch asked, "Hey, what's wrong? Did I hurt you? I was amazed to see you."

She explained, "I'm just happy…"

She ran off to the lobby and sobbed, "It means so much that you're here, Birch Small… Thank you for coming to see this lonely old woman. It is so wonderful to have company…"

She cried on the chair, as Birch was confused. Enyama said, "Tell me something… You and my daughter, Rozalyn, were best of friends, right?"

"Were we friends?" Birch said, "Well, other than my friends back home in France… I guess so…"

She cleared her throat and realized, "AHEM-AHEM! Yes, we're thick as thieves, ma'am."

"So you were close?"

"Y-yeah! Practically sisters! She was a dear friend and excellent partner. What's this all about, Enyama? You weren't acting like yourself, at all."

Enyama smiled, "Oh, not at all… Her death must be a heavy burden on you. Will you avenge her? Is that why you're here?"

Birch said, "UH, yeah! Why do you think I'm here? I want revenge on Yamabuki Suou and the rest of those bastards! I'm gonna make those reckless losers PAY for hurting Rozalyn, my bestie!"

Enyama chuckled, and roared in a demonic voice, "Then… … …THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED TO HEAR!"

She held up a pair of scissors and lunged at Birch. Birch gasped in horror.

STAB!
Enyama stabs Birch in the right wrist and roared, "BECAUSE NOW I CAN KILL YOU, TOO, YOU FILTHY TRAITOR!"

Birch shrieks in pain, screaming, as Enyama jabs the scissors into her wrist, repeatedly. She started to snip onto Birch's skin, as Birch cried out, "ENYAMA, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

She was set free, holding her injured wrist. Enyama licked the blood from her blades, and said, "IDIOT! Isn't it obvious? You abandoned her, to save yourself! I swore I would kill you, the moment I saw your ugly face again! You deserve the same, as The Gang, AS A WHOLE! HOW DARE YOU CALL YOURSELF HER BEST FRIEND? CRETIN! JUDAS!"

Birch pleaded, "WAIT! YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG! By the time I got here, Rozalyn was already a goner! Honest!"

Enyama lunged at Birch, but she rolled out of the way. Enyama yelled, "YOU WRETCH! You're as unforgivable as that bitch, Yamabuki! I'll have you die at the hands of my Stand, JUSTICE!"

Birch cried, "WAIT! HAVE MERCY!"

Enyama waved her hands around and called, "Only few have seen my Spirit Caller with their very eyes. And now you will join them all in death, Birch Small! Witness my terrifying power, you bitch!"

A stream of fog absorbed into Birch's wrist, through its gaping hole she created. She was shocked, as she cried, as the blood was flying out, "What the hell is happening to my arm? The blood is evaporating from inside!"

SMASH!
A huge gaping hole appeared in her wrist, showing no blood. She screamed, holding her wrist. Enyama laughed, "It makes such a fine wound, did it not? That's right, this is Justice – Spirit Caller that acts as a Stand; a Stand that's made of fog! Any wound that my Stand graze becomes a gaping hole! And then…"

A fog monster appeared from behind Birch, as it showed itself, with a crown and skull with bony hands. This was Enyama's Spirit Caller, the Stand of Justice!

"Justice wants to play, Birch Small…" Enyama smiled, as Birch's arm is contorted. Enyama continued, "My Spirit's fog controls your body part, like a puppet on a string! And now, you're one of my puppets to do as I please! YOU WILL DIE BY YOUR OWN HAND, BIRCH SMALL!"

Birch's right hand dove into her mouth, completely. She was choking, as her entire arm was suffocating her. Birch broke free of Enyama's control and yelled, "DAMN IT! YOU SHOULDN'T GET SO COCKY, YOU WICKED WITCH!"

She held her right arm out and produced her revolver, "EMPEROR!"

She aimed her gun at Enyama and roared, "DIE, YOU CRAZY OLD HAG!" but then, she gasped, as the gun was turning to Birch, herself. And then…
BANG!
Birch kills herself with her own gun, right in the face, only it was under the control of Justice. Birch falls dead, as Enyama smirks, "Justice prevails."

But then, upstairs, Yamabuki stepped out and called, "Huh? What the hell is that noise? Sounded like a giant explosion. It came from the room at the back of the downstairs lobby…"

She rushed down the stairs and went to find the noise. Enyama was hiding in the corner, sensing Yamabuki.

Michelle called, "Something wrong, Yamabuki?"

Heather said, "We heard something strange, and came to investigate."

Yamabuki replied, "Same here. I was about to check downstairs. I'll look in the lobby, first. Call me if you find anything, okay?"

She went downstairs, as Chazz was concerned, "hmm…"

Yamabuki made to the first floor, as Enyama grinned, behind the wall, "Your time's finally come, Yamabuki Suou!"

To be continued…