It was 10 P.M. in New York. The year was 1890 and it was the April month.
It has been a few days since the Steel Ball Run ended.
Polnareff was in a restaurant with a gambler, gambling. He wore his part 5 attire with limbs.
"Straight Royal Flush!" Polnareff exclaimed as he beat his opponent.
"Screw you, Frenchie!" Alfred said as he put 57$ on the table.
"It's all skill," Polnareff smirked. He cheated but no one knew how.
"Damn Frenchies taking the riches..." Alfred angrily mutters and leaves.
"That was a nice trick you got there." Someone said from another table. Polnereff looked at him.
"Howdy, I am D'Arby." D'Arby said introduced himself.
"Bonjour, I am Jean Pierre Polnareff." Polnareff said.
"So what bring you to the neck of my woods?" D'Arby asked.
"Your?" Polnareff asked.
"I own this building, Jean." D'Arby said as Polnareff was surprised.
"Ah, I see." Polnareff scratched his head.
"It's all right. I doubt you came here to just gamble. You look like you're broke, no offense." D'Arby said as Polnareff was surprised.
"How did you know?" Polnareff asked.
"I can tell who needs money and who don't." D'Arby explained.
'Indeed, I couldn't make money for my family in France. I was rejected from the University. I came here hoping to earn some money. They call the U.S the land of opportunity.' Polnareff thought.
"You got any job for me?" Polnareff asked.
"Some legal and illegal ones. Which do you prefer, Jean? You look like you're willing to take risks." D'Arby asked.
"Illegal." Polnareff said.
'Pulling off any crime with Silver Chariot is easy.' Polnareff thought.
"I could feel it. But before we start I want to clarify something." D'Arby said as Polnareff nodded.
"I saw your stand. Don't assume that everyone can't see it." D'Arby warned.
"You saw Silver Chariot?" Polnareff asked surprised as D'Arby nodded.
"Indeed, what you have is called a Stand. Stands can only be seen by others stand users. Stands can be harmed by other stands. Damage to the stand is transferred to the user. Do. You. Understand?" D'Arby explained as Polnareff nodded.
"I'll be careful." Polnareff assured.
"Very well. The job I'm about the give you is very important. The reward is 200 grand." D'Arby explained.
"200 grand!? That's a lot!" Polnareff exclaimed in surprise.
"Indeed." D'Arby said.
"So what do I have to do?" Polnareff asked.
"In New York, there's a cathedral south of here. There's a stairway in that cathedral that leads to a vault door." D'Arby explained.
"So like a heist?" Polnareff asked as he nodded.
"Inside the vault there are many holy relics. You will take two chalices that are holed up there. You mustn't take anything else, especially a corpse." D'Arby explained.
"There's a corpse in there?" Polnareff asked surprised.
"Corpse of a holy saint that traveled to this continent all the way from the Mediterranean...but that's not our business and and not for us to disturb." D'Arby explained.
"Not for us to disturb?" Polnareff asked confused.
"Some bizarre power lies with it. I highly advise you to not touch it. You could be annihilated or worse." D'Arby explained.
"Okay okay, I'll stay away from it." Polnareff assured.
"So each of those chalices is worth 100 grand..." Polnareff muttered.
'I can atleast get one and be set for life' Polnereff thought.
"No." Someone said from behind. Polnareff looked behind to see the fattest man he had ever seen in his life.
"No one other than us knows and realizes the true worth of them. You can't get one of them and get 100 grand. You need to bring both of them to the docks." He said glaring down at Polnareff who was somewhat scared because of his size and voice.
"Indeed. Polnareff, this is Mr Polpo. He's the one who'll be paying us." D'Arby explained.
"Ah, I see! Nice to meet you...Mr Polpo." Polnareff said waving his hand for a handshake.
'Can the fatty reach my hand?' Polnareff wondered if it was rude for him.
But Polpo shook his hand as Polnareff was surprised. "Nice to meet you too, Polnareff." Polpo said.
"So you need the chalices," Polnareff assumed.
"It is the Spanish Government who demands it. I'll be just brining it to them." Polpo explained.
"The Spanish Government?!" Polnareff exclaimed surprised. This heist has more consequences than he thought.
"Indeed, when the U.S blamed the Maine on Spain and declared war, they took a couple of chalices from a Spanish galleon." D'Arby explained.
"And if you can't safely retrieve it then destroy it but you'll ve paid quarter of what was promised." Polpo explained.
"What are the chances it's not there?" Polnareff asked.
"Fifty-Fifty." D'Arby said.
"Fine, I'll bring the chalices." Polnareff said.
A few hours later...
Polnareff has arrived at the Cathedral. It was midnight so there weren't many people present.
With the President's disappearance, legal forces(cops) were placed in many places which thinned out their presence near the Cathedral.
"Well, there's no cops here." Polnareff mused. He was on top of the Cathedral.
He planned to get inside from the top.
"Siver Chariot!" Polnareff said as Silver Chariot manifested.
Silver Chariot swung his rapier at the window precisely to carefully cut through it without breaking it.
Polnareff approaches the window and a part of it fell towards Polnareff who catches it and carefully puts it down.
Now there was a hole in the window. Polnereff slowly walked through the hole.
He looked down to ses the floor and dropped down.
"That was a big drop." Polnareff mused as he looked around.
'A secret entrance, I need to find it' Polnareff thought.
He saw a cross on a pedestal and approached it. He picked up the cross.
"Now..." Polnareff remembered something about a saint travelling here.
He walked towards the west side of the cathedral. There was what looked like a confessional.
He walked inside the booth where the priest it supposed to be and looked under a shelf that was in there.
Under that shelf was a cross shaped hole. "I'm a genius!" Polnareff praised himself.
He put the cross in it and heard a noise. He walked out to see a staircase leading down.
He smiled and walked down the stairs. He looked to the left to see the vault.
"The vault..." Polnareff muttered and approached it.
"The combination was..." Polnareff put the combination and the vault door was unlocked.
He pulled the heavy door backwards to open it.
Then he walked inside it. "So many relics...I can feel the power emanating from them." Polnareff said as he tried to find the chalices.
He found the mummified corpse and saw some small yellow lines glow weakly. "Mustn't touch it." Polnareff thought they were joking about the corpse.
'They looked serious too. It was idiotic for me to assume they were joking.' Polnareff thought.
There were many relics here like a golden chest, eggs, nails, a corpse and a couple of chalices.
"Aha, found'em." Polnareff got his bag ready and approached them.
While Polnareff was putting the chalices in his bag, the corpse stopped glowing.
Something was emerging out of it. it was sharp and golden. It cut through the corpse and fell down on the floor making a noise.
Polnareff gasped and got Silver Chariot ready to swing. "Who's there!?" Polnareff exclaimed but he saw no one.
He had already put the chalices in his bag. He calmy approached the source of that noise and found something lying down on the floor beside the corpse.
It looked like an arrowhead. It was golden and had a beetle engraved on it. (Jobin would want that)
"Huh?" Polnareff picked it. For some reason he felt like he needed to take it. Like it was fate.
"I'll take it." Polnareff put the arrow in his pocket and walked out of the vault.
He closed and locked the vault, closed the secret entrance and exited through the same window he got in. He even put the glass back since Silver Chariot cut it precisely.
He was walking on the streets. He was heading for the docks since that's where Polpo and the other Spaniards are at.
The streets were empty since it was midnight. Polnareff assumed there would be no obstacles in his way.
Until he heard a sound. 'This sound...it sounds like hoofs. Is it a horse?' Polnareff wondered.
He looked behind him to see a horse running towards him. There was someone riding it.
He had blond hair, stars on his hands, a cap with a horseshoe and a hoodie. It was Johnny Joestar!
"You there, stop!" He ordered as Polnereff turned around and started running.
'Can I outrun a horse?' Polnereff thought as he ran.
He heard some noises and glanced behind him to see bullets whizzing towards him.
"Shit!" Polnareff dodged some of them while Silver Chariot deflected some of them.
Polnareff noticed the bullet slice through everything else like a lamppost easily.
"You're a stand user!" Johnny exclaimed as he brought his stand out.
"Tusk Act 4!" Johnny exclaimed as the behemoth of a stand manifested. It terrified Polnareff a bit.
Johnny fired his nail bullets three times at Polnareff. 'If stands can hurt other stands, then there's a chance that his bullets could slice through Chariot's rapier. I can sense the power they pack! They aren't like before!' Polnereff thought as he dodged the three shots.
But to Polnareff's surprise, the bullets creates black holes after hitting and...
'Are those holes moving towards me!?' Polnareff saw the holes spin towards him.
"What the hell is this!?" Polnareff yelled in fear as he turned around to run away from the black holes.
But to his horror in front of him was Johnny on his horse.
It looked really bad for Polnareff. Behind him were black holes with the Tusk Act 4 stand body and infront of him was Johnny aiming at him at point blank.
He needs to dodge this but was he fast enough?
Johnny fired his bullets at him. Polnareff tried to dodge by running behind Johnny's horse.
But he was hit in his left hand. "Ack!" Polnareff exclaimed in pain as he tried to run away.
He noticed something, His hand was starting to rotate and blue lines were emerging and spreading.
"Silver Chariot!" Silver Chariot swung his rapier at Polnareff's left forearm, slicing it off. He continued running.
Polnareff's forearm rotates infinitely out of existence.
'This pain! It hurts!' Polnareff thought as he tried to run away but a hand emerged out from the black hole!
Johnny also fired his nails at Polnareff from behind.
'If I get hit by it then I'll end up like my hand. I need to dodge!' Polnareff cooked up a plan.
Silver Chariot shoots his rapier at the hand that was emerging from the hole.
Tusk's hand was pierced by it which staggers it leaving an opening for Polnareff. Silver Chariot leaped with Polnareff, dodging Johnny's bullets and black holes.
Polnareff landed a bit farther away but he tried to run away. He tripped on the side walk and fell down.
"Damn it!" Polnareff didn't know what to do. His hand was bleeding, he was feeling a lot of pain, his stand didn't have his rapier.
"This is the end for you!" Johnny exclaimed as Tusk Act 4 emerged out of the holes with his fists ready to ora him.
It looked like this would really be the end for him...until!
In an act of fate, his hands moved on it's own! Polnareff didn't know what he was doing but he was doing something.
He grabbed the golden beetle arrowhead and throws it at Silver Chariot, and on impact a large gap appears on both of their chests. Polnareff drops the arrowhead.
"What the?" Johnny was surprised by this. What was he planning? Is this a last ditch effort?
Johnny sensed something dangerous from that arrowhead on the ground while Polnareff was bleeding out near it.
"Tusk! Destroy it!" Johnny ordered as his stand flew closer to it and threw a punch, "Ora!" Tusk cried but to everyone's surprise the arrow just flew away from the spot and flew into Silver Chariot's hand.
"That power...it's much more dangerous than Love Train! I can feel it!" Johnny exclaimed in fear as Tusk Act 4 sent punches at Silver Chariot.
"Oraoraoraoraoraoraoraora!" Tusk cried out as it pummelled the stand.
But all Johnny saw was a skin of the stand shed away like a chameleon. There was no stand inside it. Polnareff wasn't near it either.
Johnny looked behind him to see Polnareff floating in the air with his stand beside him, posing together.
Silver Chariot didn't look like what it did before. It had a new appearance. It had lips and...an arrow symbol on his chest. It's face wasn't obscured any longer. Polnareff's left hand wasn't bleeding anymore.
Johnny felt fear. It wasn't like when Gyro died or when he found out how futile Tusk Act 3 was against Love Train. No, this was sonething else.
"This...this is my Silver Chariot Requiem." Polnareff said.
"Maybe I'll unlock Act 5..." Johnny muttered as he took aim. He fired his nail bullets at Polnareff.
S.C.R then swung his brand new rapier at the bullets which slices them out of existence in a speed that is beyond faster than light.
Johnny was royally shocked. Even Love Train couldn't send his bullets to another dimension!
"It's useless." S.C.R said hovering beside Polnareff.
Johnny fired three more times and just like last time, S.C.R erased those bullets out of existence from a single swing.
Johnny was shocked. He realized something else which is S.C.R's speed. It was the fastest thing he had ever seen!
"You had a formidable stand but you stand no chance against Silver Chariot Requiem." Polnareff said floating towards Johnny.
"Tusk Act 4!" Johnny exclaims as Tusk floats towards S.C.R.
"Oraoraoraoraoraoraoraoraora!" Tusk cries out but none it actually hits him.
Because S.C.R and Polnareff disappeared from that spot or rather Johnny didn't catch when they disappeared.
"Right behind you." Polnareff said as S.C.R swung his sword at Johnny's right arm slicing it.
"Ack!" Johnny cries out in pain as Tusk loses one of his hands.
"Tusk!" Johnny calls out as Tusk floats beside him to punch S.C.R.
"Ora!" Tusk sends another punch but now Johnny actually sees what happens.
Tusk punched through a hole...a hole in the air?
"Silver Chariot Requim's ability is to cut through everything, whether that be your infinite rotation or space it self." S.C.R said.
Johnny gasped as he realized what was it going to do. "Tusk! Retract you-" Before he could finish, S.C.R closed the portal with Tusk's arm in it, cutting it off.
"AHHHH!" Johnny cried out in pain. Both of his arms was cut off. He couldn't shoot with his fingers and his aim with his toes wasn't good enought.
Johnny was incapacitated while Polnareff was free to attack.
"Horahorahorahorahorahorahora" S.C.R unleashed multiple slashes in a moment.
"Arriverderchi" Polnareff said as Johnny's body fell apart in pieces in an instant.
"It was so fast..." Polnareff said looking at S.C.R.
"Like it stopped time itself!" Polnareff exclaimed in surprise. He didn't think his stand would get this powerful.
Then Polnareff started hearing loud noises around him. 'Shit, they probably heard his screams.' Polnareff assumed some people will be here to investigate.
"This way master." S.C.R said as Polnareff looked at his stand in curiosity.
S.C.R slices the air and a portal opens up. It points at the portal. Polnareff jumped in immediately.
"What the?" Polnareff said as he found himself in another place.
"When I slice the space, the result creates a void. I used the void to displace us." S.C.R explained.
"So cool...you're beyond space and time!" Polnareff said impressed.
"Indeed master." S.C.R said. Polnareff then looked around to see that he's at the docks.
"I displaced ourselved here for convenience." S.C.R explained.
"Thanks." Polnareff gave a thumbs up to his stand.
Then he tried to make his stand disappear and the arrowhead ejected itself and S.C.R turned back into Silver Chariot and disappeared.
"It seems the evolution isn't permanent." Polnareff said picking the arrowhead up.
"Atleast I can use it again." Polnareff puts the arrowhead in his pocket. He walked to the docks where the Spaniards are at.
Polnareff saw D'Arby standing by a big tugboat.
"Ah, Mr Polnareff. It seems you had some problems." D'Arby said noticing Polnareff missing an arm.
"I...don't want to talk about it." Polnareff said.
"The chalices?" D'Arby asked.
"Here." Polnareff handed D'Arby the bag. D'Arby inspected it to see that both of them are here.
"Very well. As promised Mr Polnareff, your payment..." dear trailed off.
'He's going to double cross me after all the trouble!?' Polnareff expected a betrayal.
But then another man in a suit walked out of the tugboat and onto the docks with a bag.
"There are 250 grand inside it. Mr Polpo suggested that you receive a tip for your efficiency." D'Arby said as the man puts the bag down.
Polnareff looked inside it to see that there was actual money. It seems he wouldn't be getting double crossed.
"And Mr Polnareff, if you want more," D'Arby got a card out of his pocket and handed it Polnareff.
It says "Passione" on it as Polnareff looked.
"You can always find us in Europe, mainly in Italy or Spain." D'Arby said as he and the other man boarded the tugboat.
In a few minutes, the tugboat left the docks as Polnareff watched it leave.
After a few moments, Polnareff walked away muttering "If they're so rich then why a tugboat?"
The End
Okay so I had this written for months. There was supposed to be more to it.
Originally, I was thinking about a oneshot where ghost Polnareff dreamt about achieving complete control of Requiem. Then later the tells the gang about the Stardust Crusaders.
But it was left incomplete for a while. I was able to write until the Hanged Man fight.
So I decided to publish the finished SBR segment of it since I am busy with my exams.