There was a pause. "A Stand User?" Joakim asked. The words conjured the image of a man swinging an end table like a weapon, but clearly this was different. "Is that what I'm seeing?"

Dr. Elton nodded. "We don't have time to really get into this, but you, her, and I all have a power called a Stand. It's different for everyone, and only Stand Users can see other people's Stands. That's what was going on with your vision, you were starting to see." The doctor groaned in pain as he tried to stand again. "Unfortunately I think this is all on you. She got me pretty good." He failed, falling to his knee again.

Joakim stood, as the arm vanished from sight. "So, what can my Stand do?"

"Who knows? You'll have to figure it out." Dr. Elton, "Everyone's different." The doctor slumped back against the pole holding up the curtains. "The one she has is too much for me, unfortunately. She got the drop on me, and 「Crocodile Rock」doesn't have a lot of destructive capability behind it so fighting back wasn't really an option."

Joakim peeked through the curtains. Underneath the opposite set, Joakim could see a cart had been upended and metal tools scattered across the ground. "Your stand is Crocodile Rock? Does that mean her's is Ice Queen?"

"Yes, Joakim, I think that's what she said. It's power is some kind of freezing, we know that much, and it's through her eyes, but that's all I have."

"Ok, so if we blind her, or disable her eyes somehow? That should stop her Stand, right?" Joakim stepped out from behind the curtains. "Right. Just gotta… go fight a murderer with superpowers. Great." Joakim carefully walked across the hall, took a deep breath, and threw the curtains Tanya had gone through open suddenly.

She was gone, but a narrow puddle of blood was left behind, no larger than 6 inches wide. Joakim felt a pang of fear in his gut, his eyes widened and his breath quickened. He had sent her flying, but she had just vanished with no trace. Joakim tried to listen carefully, but the whimpers of nearby patients kept him from focusing on any one noise. "Damn." Joakim muttered, looking around the room. "How'd she get out?" Joakim tried to call out those arms again, and felt a tickle at the back of his head. This time a pair of arms, matching the previous one, seemed to emerge from his shoulders. They looked more solid this time, with a metallic sheen to their surface.

"I wonder what you're called?" Joakim thought aloud. He turned back towards the hallway between the curtains. "Or where the rest of you i-." He stumbled slightly, his foot sticking to the floor. He turned back towards it, and let out a quiet, scared "oh."

His shoe was frozen to the floor, and a film of frost had formed up to his knee. His eyes moved up to the blood puddle, and saw the top half of the woman's head emerging. Her blonde hair was floating around her head in the puddle like a halo, and her eyes were no longer difficult for Joakim to see. Instead her eyes were covered by blue lenses that hung down from a white frame that wrapped around the top of her head like a tiara. The frame had bluish swirls slowly wrapping and sliding around it, and the frame itself seemed to slowly expand and retract as if it were breathing.

"So that's the Ice Queen." Joakim muttered. "That explains a bit." Tanya's arm suddenly exploded forth from the water, and slammed palm first into the ground, beginning to drag herself out of the bloody puddle. Her own blood streamed down her face like water.

"Haven't had to hide like this in a while." Tanya fully emerged from the puddle, standing straight and proud. She had a wound visible on her left arm,iced over, and a bloody scalpel in her right hand. "It's not the easiest thing to do, you know, holding your breath like that. Especially in a puddle of your own blood." She tossed the scalpel aside, and started to close the distance between herself and Joakim.

"Now as far as you go, you have a stand then?" She stopped about six feet from Joakim. "Can't imagine you had it before I showed up, or else you'd be dead from the arrow. At least that's what he thinks." She shifted back and forth on her feet, and itched at her cheek where Joakim had hit her. "In any case." She wiped her hand through the stream of blood on her face, and allowed it to drip from her hand. "I'm supposed to offer you a chance to join up with our happy little family."

The lenses on her Stand glowed a bright blue as she looked at the dripping blood, and it froze into a sharp tipped icicle. "But you got me good. And that's not how Tanya Adel rolls." She flung the shard at Joakim, laughing as if the violence was amusing to her. "So I'll have to go ahead and reject the offer in your stead."

Joakim raised his hands to protect his face on instinct, but the icy knife's trajectory was lower, towards his stomach. He saw the arms react without thought, the fist of his stand obliterating the projectile, reducing it to shower of red chunks. "Like I'd ever join with a bunch of terrorists." He retorted. He felt hot anger rise in his gut again, overtaking the fear. The fists flung out again, and a shadowy silhouette of a full body followed as his stand lunged at the woman.

Unfortunately he felt the strength of his stand falter as it reached her, apparently 6 feet was it's maximum range. Still, a solid left hook connected, at least as hard as he could have punched her himself. It was enough to rock her, his retaliation elicited a loud 'oomph' as she stumbled to the side. She turned back to glare at Joakim, but he had already acted to preserve his momentum.

His stand had retrieved the fallen tray, and flung it back towards Joakim. He caught it and quickly held it between himself and Tanya. He felt the tray drop to freezing in his hand, before another bloody ice spike slammed into it. "Damn you!" Tanya yelled at him, before another spike impacted, punching through. The tray began to crack, the metal rendered brittle by the cold. There was another splashing noise, and a pause in the assault. Joakim lowered the makeshift shield, and saw she had vanished. A quick look around the room revealed more puddles on the ground, leftover from her assault. There was the original blood puddle, and a series of droplets where he had shattered the icy knife. However there was also a slowly spreading puddle of water leaking from under the nearby curtain wall. Another blood knife had pierced through the curtain, and water leaked out from around it. Joakim sent his stand out, and the shadowy figure pulled the curtain aside to reveal a water cooler's jug had been pierced by the knife, leaking all over the floor.

"Crapcrapcrapcrap." Joakim quickly started to attempt to step away, trying to pull his shoe free, before abandoning that thought and slipping his foot out of the shoe. He jumped towards the exit, and felt fingertips brush against his ankle. He looked back to see Tanya lunging from the water, completely invisible past the surface of the water. However Joakim felt a pang of confusion through the moment of fear. As he met her gaze, and felt the sweat on his head turn to frost, he noticed a strange, star-shaped patch was attached to her face where his last blow had landed. The skin near it looked red and irritated, even painful.

"I won't let you get away, you punk." Tanya raged. She slapped the surface of her pool, sending a wave of water towards Joakim. Freezing mid-flight, the splash became a barrage of icy spines directed at Joakim's lower body. Joakim's stand reacted before he truly processed what had happened, moving to strike away as many spikes as possible. Unfortunately, Joakim felt a series of stabbing pains, as several spikes struck his ankles.

Joakim let out a pained cry, as he fell onto his behind, clutching at his leg. The ice was visibly spreading across his wounds, painfully forcing them open even further. He looked back to the woman, and realized the redness had spread further. Small blisters had begun to form around the edges of the star, and her eyes were visibly watering with pain.

"Is… Is that what my Stand does?" Joakim groaned, and called his stand out. He hesitated for a moment, before lightly punching one of the ice spikes. Sure enough, a sticker was left behind. And before his eyes, water began to run over the sticker as it sunk into the spike. "It heats things up?"

"What?" Tanya demanded, "You… You didn't even know what your Stand did?" The Lens on her stand began to glow brightly. "I'm gonna break you to pieces, and no one is ever gonna know how close you got to beating me. That's how Tanya rolls." Joakim felt his left arm begin to freeze over, and immediately used his stand to set a sticker on it, in an attempt to counter the freezing. However the effect merely slowed, instead of stopping.

Another splash from Tanya sent another barrage of spikes towards Joakim, and despite his Stand's efforts she landed another hit, landing a shard at least six inches long into his stomach. Pain seared through his body as the cold blade punched through his flesh.

Through gritted teeth, Joakim sent his stand in for another swing, but by the time he reached her, Tanya had vanished back into the pool. "Damn." Joakim growled. He began to drag himself backwards towards the exit again. If he could just get away for a second, he could do something about his wounds, and try to find a new avenue of attack. The frost on his arm had begun to reverse course, and the sticker felt warm against his skin. "Guess it warms up over time." He muttered to himself as he reached the exit.

Another salvo of splashed ice-knives landed in front of him, blocking his escape. Tanya had re-emerged from the pool, beginning to climb out from the water puddle. "Oh no, you wanted this fight, you don't get to walk away." Joakim felt a splash of water around his neck, before it suddenly froze, wrapping a tight ring and cutting off his ability to breath. "Now you're gonna suffer for a minute." Tanya snarled, "And once you're good and weak I'm gonna play with you for a second."

Joakim felt strangled for the second time in the past ten minutes, but this time he had more control over his ability. His stand stuck one of the heater stickers on the ring, then a second, a third, one after another until the ring was covered in the stickers. The effect seemed to intensify as the stickers attached, their combined power melting through the ice faster and faster, until there was enough give to let air into his lungs. Joakim's Stand grabbed the icy collar where it was thinnest, and pulled it away, shattering the ring. "Gotta say." Joakim fumed, "I'm getting really sick of being cold." Joakim forced himself to a kneeling position. "So I'm gonna walk over there, I'm gonna beat the living shit out of you, and I'm gonna go get fixed up."

Joakim clenched his fists, and his stand reappeared beside him, fully clear for the first time. It's face was like a mask, three holes lined each side, with bulging, lens-like eyes with vertical ridges. It had no mouth or nose, and above its eyes, centered on the forehead was a bright yellow star. Its torso was segmented in two just above the abdomen. The legs had the word "RADIO" printed on the outside of the thigh, with the O stylized to have a star shaped hole in the center.

"Because that's how Joakim, and「Radio Star」roll." Joakim finished threateningly. Red hot anger flashed through his body, as his stand shifted to hover behind him, leaning over his shoulder and pointing accusingly.

Tanya stood there for a moment, confusion and hatred clearly displayed on her face. The blisters had spread further, from just around the sticker to just under her eye, as the heat continued to rise. Unfortunately the sticker seemed to be peeling off, perhaps there was a time limit on how long they were good for?

"Joakim?" She said through ragged breaths, before using both hands to pull her hair back from over her face. "If you hadn't pissed me off, you might have fit right in." She spat onto the floor, before the lenses flashed again, and Joakim felt a wave of cold against his chest.

"You idiot!" She cackled, as frost spread across his torso. "I'm going to freeze your heart solid!" Her laughing cut off quickly as Joakim began to walk forward. "What the-" Tanya exclaimed in surprise, "How are you-" Her eyes narrowed for a moment, before widening in horror as she spotted the small stream of smoke wafting from behind Joakim, and smelled burning flesh growing more pungent as he approached.

"I've got a stack of stickers on my body to counter your freezing." Joakim said, beginning to sweat as he walked forward. The searing on the back of his neck was bad enough, but already he felt cramping in his legs as hyperthermia began to set in. "Probably not good for me, but it's better than freezing."

Tanya quickly created another bloody ice spike and flung it, only for it to be shattered by Radio Star's fist. She weighed her options for a moment, before she turned towards the wall of the tent, and produced another icy blade. She plunged it into the canvas, and attempted to saw through the tent to make her escape, before a sudden pain shot through the back of her knee, causing her to drop to a kneel. The ice spike that had hit Joakim, still tipped with his slightly frozen blood, rolled away from the impact, and as she looked over her shoulder at him, she realized he was nearly within range of striking her again, one hand clutching the stomach wound, the other still clenched in a fist so tight it was a pale, bloodless color.

"No, no." Joakim said slowly, every syllable a deadly threat. "I wanted this fight." As he finished his sentence, he let a small smile play across his lips. "And now, you're in my range."

Radio Star roared in anticipation, and within the blink of an eye, had closed the gap, and thrown a gut punch with enough force to raise Tanya off the ground. She let out a half yell, half grunt as her eyes bulged with the blow. At the apex of her ascension, Radio Star's left hand snapped forward, and grabbed by the face, holding her in the air by her head. The sticker finally fluttered off towards the ground, revealing a star shaped blister on her cheek. Her eyes were beginning to water, and her stand began to flicker. Joakim paused for a moment, before Radio Star's opposite hand snapped forward and snatched the fading stand from her head. Once again, Tanya's eyes widened in horror.

"This fight is over." Joakim stated simply, as Radio Star dropped Tanya to the floor, before flinging Ice Queen into the air above himself. With a grunt of effort, he resisted the urge to collapse from the cramps in his legs and stomach. "But first, I'm going to destroy this Stand."

With a release bordering on euphoric, Radio Star let out a loud, long cry of "GOOOOOOOOORA!", striking the falling Stand back into the air. Tanya let out a sharp grunt of pain as she was lifted off the ground by an unseen force, but Joakim had no sympathy left for the woman.

" GORAGORAGORAGORAGORAGORAGORAGORAGORAGORA!" Each cry was punctuated by another strike against Ice Queen, and each strike took Tanya further into the air, her body and head shaking and twisting with the force. With a final "GOOOOORA!" Radio Star struck a downward blow, with one hand clutched into the other, dashing the enemy Stand against the ground. There was a final, weak groan of suffering from Tanya, before she thudded against the floor, and Joakim finally allowed himself the privilege of collapsing to his knees.

He spared enough of a glance to make sure the woman was breathing, before weakness overtook him, and the darkness that ate at the edges of his vision finally swept in.

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In the end, the attack on the tent hospital killed a further three patients, and wounded four more people, including Dr. Elton. But after an extra three days of recovery, all the survivors would be released back to their normal lives. However a certain subset, a group of men and women who had suffered minor wounds, but disproportionate symptoms, were unknowingly being monitored by a group of people. The kind of people who would send a killer to slit the throats of the infirm in the night.