1992- Alcatraz Prison, San Francisco, California

Marshall dove behind another pillar as a grey blur impacted the spot where he had been standing a moment ago. He popped up when he heard the tell tale groaning from Jude Cardinal that meant that he had exhausted 『TURBO LOVER』, and while he still hadn't figured out the full extent of the stands abilities he knew that the groaning meant Jude had started cramping up. Marshall popped up from behind cover with 『FOUGHT THE LAW』loaded and cocked and quickly fired all seven bullets, they flew forward enveloped in a blue hue before all of them arced up towards the upper levels. Marshall ducked behind cover and began slamming more bullets into his gun, he heard one hit a metal railing, one solidly nailed concrete, but the rest seem to fly true judging by Jude's incredibly loud, " FUUUUCK"

Marshal decided to l yell out, " We've been at this for 10 minutes, why don't you just surrender now?"

"Like hell I'm going to surrender to you," Jude responded as Marshall heard the tell tale sound of wind rushing that prompted him to dive out of the way for what seemed like the hundredth time, this encounter at least.

Just in time too as the pillar exploded into chunks of rock as another projectile impacted. Jude spoke again," You and that willey bastard in the FBI think that all of us should be controlled and monitored, I refuse to bow to you and give this up!"

Marshall shook his head in exasperation as he crawled behind another pillar , 'This kid's so high on his power he doesn't see what was happening ...well not that I know what their plan is but I know it isn't good.' As he pulled the hammer back on『FOUGHT THE LAW』Marshall yelled back, "Kid, what your involved in right now is why Graffin began trying to keep tabs on you."

"Bullshit," he heard Jude spit," You just don't want anyone else to have power. You just want to be the only one so you can enforce your will on everyone else."

'Isn't that your reason?,' Marshall wondered as he popped off another six shots eliciting another yell of annoyance from Jude. Suddenly Jude yelled, "FUCK THIS, we got what we came for."

The sound that accompanied『TURBO LOVER』started once again causing Marshall to try reloading his gun quicker, but when he finally came out from the partially decimated cover there was nothing."Damn it," Marshall swore as he took off down the long hallway of Alcatraz for the nearest staircase.

...

'Why the hell is the nearest staircase so far away?', Marshall pondered as he struggled to get his breathing under control. If he had known getting thrown from one floor up would be this difficult to undo he would have just tried to climb the smooth wall. His breath finally leveled out as he shouldered the door open and stumbled out onto the original floor he had been on. He looked around before pulling out a napkin with a hastily drawn map on it and heading down the hallway with is pistol held in one hand. The hallway was dead quiet aside from the slight squeaking of his black shoes and the subtle rustling of his jacket against his dress shirt, at least it was until two people in white lab coats came bursting out of one of the metal doors. Marshall quickly brought his gun up and aimed, but stopped when both of the scientist were imitating 7-HQ-21976. It was a visceral display that had him gagging, and for the first time thankful that seasickness had made him throw up on the way over. But after one of the scientists, god both of it's ears were gone, had successfully separated the lower jaw of the other scientist and gouged out the eyes the living one turned to Marshall. He very quickly fired his entire chamber each bullet hitting dead center on the body...not that it did shit though. Marshall quickly found out that apparently the human body no longer needs intact vital organs to function since he was damn near positive that he hit the heart at least five of the six. "What the…," He didn't get to finish his thought because he beset upon by whatever the hell this person was.

Marshall made like any sensible cop and pistol whipped the the living corpse once, twice, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and on the tenth time the thing finally let go. The corpse fell to the ground with a now caved in skull and Marshall through heavy breaths spit out," Take-That-you-"

Marshall stopped short when he noticed a strange blue beetle with pincers clamped on the back of the neck bite down harder and the should have been corpse began to move again." Oh hell no," exclaimed Marshall before diving into the room the scientist had come out of and slamming the door shut.

He locked the door and breathed a sigh of relief until he heard a faint buzzing noise behind him. He grimaced and spun around slowly with his eyes widening with each degree he rotated because of a giant buzzing blue cloud that was floating above what looked like a corpse. Marshall inched forward slowly whole reaching for his ammunition, until he realized he only had about 3 more bullets. "Son of a-," he clammed up and cut himself short when the swarm buzzed louder.

The 'corpse', 'god I really can't identify a corpse that's what three people now I've thought are corpses', shuffled and moved and Marshall got a good look at the boy-man-twenty something or other. He had dirty blonde hair, a half decent complexion, a unique tattoo of a compass pointing south on his shoulder He stopped staring at the sleeping man who was tied to a chair, 'Jesus I somehow made this more awkward," and began to inch forward slowly with his hands held placatingly before undoing the straps around the man's wrist as delicately as someone with no medical training can do. The blue swarm consistently buzzed but didn't move to attack, which was good because this was a stand Marshall wasn't sure he could touch with three bullets.

The body stirred and a weak voice spoke," Wh-who?"

"Not whoever did this to you," Marshall retorted trying to assure the kid…..until the swarm began to buzz slightly louder.

" I'm helping, I'm helping, " He hurriedly explained as he finally undid the last restraint and hauled the man to his feet throwing one of his arms over his shoulders, though as he did so he noticed a few of the beetles, or whatever they are, were holding down several of the ghastlier wounds. Preventing bleeding.

He refocused on his new task and slowly inched the door open looking for the last scientist he had hidden from. He was relieved, much to his moral dismay, that the scientist had apparently bashed her head in trying to open the door. He almost opened fire on the blue beetle that came from under the lab quote until a very violent buzzing reminded him not to. He began to down the hallway until a thought suddenly struck him….," Where the HELL is the exit."

Jason Creed cracked his neck as he walked through the new hole in the wall after Leen. 『MR. EGO』was still a pain in the ass to fight but he was getting used to Leens tactics now, or rather the lack of tactics considering this was now the eighth time they've fought in the past two months. The dust began to settle and Jason summoned 『HERE COMES REVENGE』to his side as the familiar golden body of 『MR. EGO』 and the annoyingly well dressed shadow of Leen came through the dust. "Well, well, well…. It seems as if you little rats have learned some new tricks, isolating Jude and I from each other to play to your strengths."

Jason rolled his eyes and cracked his knuckles,『HERE COMES REVENGE』mimicking the action, " Same thing we've done the last time we fought."

Leen chuckled when, in a violent burst of movement, the much bigger stand exploded towards Jason swinging it's golden fist at him. 『HERE COMES REVENGE』 intercepted the fist with it's own resulting with a large crash of noise, but it seemed that both stands were evenly matched despite the sudden pain exploding in Jason's hand. He grimaced but stood strong in the exchange since he knew Leen was going through the same thing, after all that was his stands ability. Any damage dealt directly to him or his stand by an opponent was then also felt by his opponent, altogether an interesting ability for a former paramedic to have. He was drawn out of his reflection as『MR. EGO』missing a downward punch and sending rock shards flying towards him forcing him to dodge. Leen paused after seeing this and began to laugh." I get it now, it has to be direct contact to use your stands ability."

Jason looked at him slightly annoyed, mostly because his weakness had been figured out, but also because it took this dumbass eight fights of him favoring close ranged combat and avoiding the ranged attacks from any of his compatriots. " What difference does it make it's not like you have any ranged attacks."

Jason picked up on a slight whooshing sound before an explosion of pain ripped through his left calf. He looked down and saw blood already soaking the jeans he was wearing from what looked like shotgun spread impact. He glanced back and saw Jude Priest standing there sweating, but with at least one bullet wound in his shoulder (A tell tale mark Marshall had done his job, the rest being keeping the bastard busy). That small joy quickly passed as he came to terms with the fact he was outnumbered two to one. "Well it looks like the odds are now in our favor why do-GAAAAAHHHH"

Jason spun around to look at Leen who was now screaming in pain with electricity coursing across his body causing him to spasm. 『MR. EGO flew back to its user and an in a flurry slammed it's fists into a now moving pile of rubble sending a bloodied man flying out across the room ending the impromptu electric chair session. Leen flexed for a few seconds working his muscles so they began to move again as the newcomer coughed up some more blood before spitting out," Take that you rat bastard."

Jason smirked despite the hundreds of thoughts running through his head; was the newcomer bad, on his side, or even fighting for himself. His runaway thought train was interrupted by the sound of a horn blaring from outside and Judes harsh voice," Let's go Leen we got what we needed."

Leen turned furious to the newcomer as Jason slowly began to move to the side of the room , "No until I kill this-this-this little-"

"Shut the hell up, you know how Mortis gets," That sentiment seemed to make Leen calm down significantly before he spun around.

Gesturing with his finger he spit," I hope you live so I can kill you for touching me," before going off down the hallway leaving Jason behind.

Jason turned to the newcomer, "Alright, so who are-," But cut himself off when he saw him crawl to his feet and cough up more blood.

His eyes traveled to the torso which had a blossoming bruise forming right where the ribs are, and on one arm he noticed a torn leather strap with electrical burns on both of them. Jason hesitated, but only for a second before his paramedic training kicked in and he rushed forward and helped the man up before taking off down the hallway toward the dock.

"What's your name," Jason asked as they hobbled along.

The man was silent for a time, maybe a minute, before responding,"I-I think it's John Doe."

Jason creased his forehead," What do you mea-," realization hit him like a lightning strike," Ah shit."

Joy sat on the boat nervously checking her watch as their 'rendezvous time', as Marshall so loved to call it, came nearer and nearer. She had done her job easily, the only people that could have stopped her were easily detained with 『Alice In Chains』and the paperwork hadn't really been hidden at all. She was drawn from her musings by the sound of someone kicking open the door. She turned," Marshall what took you so long," the ending died off slowly as she took in the corpse looking thing that hung over Marshalls shoulder.

"GET THE MEDKIT," Marshall yelled as he hobbled down the dock.

She snapped out of her frozen state and ripped apart the seat that had the medkit inside of it. When she had it she hurried back to Marshall who was laying down the somehow still living body." He passed out exactly two minutes ago and his stand disappeared too."

She nearly froze when he casually mentioned a stand, she had only known of the three villains they were chasing and themselves. Now another one randomly surfaces now, how likely is that to occur that out of all times for another user to pop up one just popped up now. A thought suddenly crossed her mind drawing her away from the odds," Where is Jason?"

Marshall froze as well his eyes wide as dinner plates," Quick, do you have your Walkie Talkie?"

"N-No," she responded confused.

"The entire place is rigged to fill with poison gas, specifically chlorine gas, and the timer was at fifteen minutes...fourteen minutes and twenty five seconds ago," Marshall stood up and climbed back onto the dock.

"Why don't you radio him?"

Marshall reached in his pocket and threw something onto the boat deck, a shattered radio. "『Turbo Lover 』clipped me once when we were going at it."

As he said that there was an unholy shriek and suddenly the sound of the fire alarm going off before the electronically sealed fire door burst open and stumbling out came Jason first hacking his lungs before being followed by a shirtless man with a nasty bruise on his ribs. Both came down the stairs as fast as they could go with the shirtless man falling the last four steps and Jason having to drag him up and help him continue. A second later, with smoke billowing out of Alcatraz Prison, both of them collapsed onto the boat still coughing .

Joy was going to ask a question when an unholy sound, like metal on metal, sounded from around the other side of the prison followed by a dark shape flying across the water. "What the hell happened?," Marshall questioned as he got the boat moving away from the dock and floored it back towards the shore.

Jason finally stopped coughing, " I was investigating the labs and thought I had been stealthy but only a second later was fighting Leen across the prison," he winced as the boat hit a particularly large wave," Eventually though we broke the a wall and encountered him."

Marshall looked annoyed as he always was when Jason gave his abridged briefings, honestly she enjoyed it, but her attention was drawn to the shirtless man in prison pants who was lying on the boat barely moving. She toned out the familiar squabble and turned her attention to the new guy," Whats your name?"

He craned his neck up to look at her before pulling himself up to a sitting position," John Doe."

Joy looked at him for a second before declaring," Bullshit, no way that's your name."

He sneered and pointed at her," Kid, there's like four things I remember: That gold dude tried to kill me, I'm from Chicago, the electric chair, and that name John Doe."

Joy paused for a second before she asked," What do you mean remember, and what the hell do you mean electric chair!?"

Jason sighed as he took over the conversation," He apparently was one of the people brought here for whatever they were doing and somehow survived the attempt to clean shop."

Marshall spoke from the front of the boat," That makes two then, I found this one in a lab with a horde of...something around him."

Jason raised an eyebrow and stood up, and saw the bandaged body," You had a wounded person, AND YOU DIDN'T THINK TO TELL ME?"

"I was confident in our resident nurse's abilities to keep him alive," retorted Marshall from the front of the boat

Jason swore and staggered over to the wounded man and began to check the bandages she and Marshall had applied. He began to reapply several of them which made her incredibly grateful that their intrepid little party had a former paramedic. She was suddenly drawn out of thought when Jason paused while taking off his shirt to, make more bandages she guessed. "Whats up Jason," she asked drawing closer.

He finished unbuttoning his shirt and produced a sheaf of papers that had some blood stains on it. " Leen was gunning it for me and I panicked, and with everything that happened... I... just forgot about them."

Joy's eyes went wide, they had been fighting against this group for about 7 months now (at least that she had been involved with) and had only been able to pick up tidbits of info from talking with some of Jason's...criminal friends, a fact that drove Marshall up a wall. Marshall looked back over his shoulder, no small feat since it 'broke the law', and yelled," YOU GOT EVIDENCE!?"

Jason nodded and Marshall turned back to the bay with a wide grin on his face as he began to head towards the dock. It was the first solid lead their group had gotten, and it brought her that much closer to revenge.

Jason sighed as Marshall finally reached the dock, it had taken an extra twenty minutes since Marshall religiously followed the no wake policy. It was then the next problem came to mind, a problem that really hadn't had in a while," Sooo, how are we getting are unconscious friend here to the car?"

Marshall froze as Joy tentatively spoke," Well...We may have to tell a lie-"

Marshall finished tying the boat to the dock as he said," Nope, I'm not doing it, I can't lie!"

Marshalls yelling got the attention of the dock worker as he began to meander over. Jason and Joy looked panic as Marshall looked downright feverish. Jason heard some movement behind but couldn't remove his eyes, it was like watching a train wreck in slow motion. Terrifying, Tragic, and somehow just completely enthralling, and he knew Joy thought the exact same. It was just like the last time Marshall tried to lie to a police officer, only now they couldn't blame bad mexican food or car sickness. The dock worker spoke to Marshall," So, sonny who are these new fellows you got here."

Jason could see the sweat beading across Marshalls brow, his fingers begin to twitch, and his chest rising and falling faster, but suddenly John's voice spoke up," Sorry old timer, me and my friend here tried to swim to Alcatraz and we made it there, but-."

As John trailed off the dock worker nodded sagely," I've heard that story far to many times, but at least you got a ride on something other than a police boat."

Jason broke out of his stupor first and turned to see John who was smiling wide," I get a feeling you've been on those quite a few times yourself."

The dock worker nodded and chuckled again, bobbing his wrinkled head before grabbing the paperwork Marshall was lamely holding out and walking away. Joy turned to John," What was that?"

John raised an eyebrow," A lie? I mean they are pretty common to hear."

"NO, not that," Joy exclaimed," The whole banter thing and the random scenario he seemed to accept."

John raised an eyebrow," Did none of you notice the board inside of the office we passed on the way in, it had what looked like mugshots all over it and Alcatraz is a fairly popular swimming challenge for people given the prison escape-"

Joy was now wide eyed," How-"

John kept going, "He had a build that was reminiscent of someone who was physically active, and generally the people who work on the docks tend to enjoy boating."

Joy closed her mouth and just stared until Marshall asked," How exactly did you notice all that?"

John raised a finger in the air, " I….have no idea."

Jason snickered and went to go help the other man up, who he just now noticed John had the remnants of Johns shirt thrown over him making it look like he was sleeping. As he got one arm around his shoulder he said," You sound like Marshall identifying a crook, only less condescending."

John snickered and clambered out of the boat and onto the dock before pulling up the rear as they all headed to the car. Jason really was looking forward to having two more allies in this bizarre adventure he had been dragged on, since he had a suspicion that things were going to hit the fan in the very near
future.

STAND STATS-『FOUGHT THE LAW』

User: Marshall H****

Strength: N/A (Relies on the power of the gun)

Speed: D (Slightly increases speed of bullet)

Range: C (Bullet range increases by a slight amount)

Durability: N/A (It's a gun)

Precision: B (Homes in on target but doesn't actively avoid obstacles)

Potential: D

『FOUGHT THE LAW』is similar to『HERMIT PURPLE』in nature, as it is an effect that occurs whenever Marshall is in contact with a gun associated with law enforcement . The words 'LAW WINS' appear in small print in stripes that cover the gun, at this point Marshall can declare a crime and fire the gun. The bullets then naturally home in on the nearest person who violated the crime, but do not naturally avoid obstacles meaning that if the opponent is behind a wall the bullets will simply collide with the law. To change the crime the gun is focused on Marshall has to reload the gun.

User history: REDACTED