Hina Digger Chapter 14, a Love Hina + Gold Digger Crossover fanfic

Whoo, almost forgot about this one didn't we?

Some people have asked that I stop assigning Stands to characters. I'm afraid a few more are set to appear, but they wont affect the course of the story much.

Remember, a Stand is the physical culmination of ones own Innate power. Keitaro's Star Platinum was a result of his inner aura. Gina's Hierophant Green manifested from her desire to help Keitaro. Hermit Purple represents Wisdom, and Dr. Diggers has more than a few tricks up his sleeve.

Lycanthropes will NOT receive Stands, they're badass without them, Key Villains WILL get Stands, simply because they'd be beaten too easily without them.

If you have suggestions for which Stands go to whom, feel free to send me suggestions in a review or Private Message. Please no original Stands, use the ones from JoJo Cannon, preferably series' 3 through 6.

That said, on with the show!

Chapter 14.

"Techninja." Tirant muttered, the bald man turning to address the muttering cyber-punk after he'd finished conversing with Slasher on the finer arts of villain-speech "When you're done playing minesweeper with your toys go relieve Rabid on watch duty." He nodded as the ninja looked up at him, scowling at the 'minesweeper' comment "Make sure you send due warning at the first sign of Avenger's allies, before intercepting them to buy time."

"Right…" Techninja muttered, not looking up from his PDA, currently scanning a list of black-market bounties, as he walked out the door towards the roof. The wannabe shinobi just couldn't get the nerd's face out of his mind, some internal part of him wondering why he had the sudden urge to shunshin the hell out of her and keep going, despite the fact he knew neither the advanced teleportation technique, nor where else he'd be accepted as a lackey. As resumes went he was still pretty green compared to the others after all.

"Hmmph." T-Hawk snorted, watching the ninja saunter off with a frown from behind his shades "If you wanted those guys outta the way, why didn't we just ice 'em while we were there boss?" he asked, turning to regard Tirant suspiciously "What's with all the trap junk?"

"We fight on OUR terms and our terms ALONE, T-Hawk." Tirant replied with a cold glare, causing the taller man to back up a bit "The Crime-Syndicate-X cannot afford the chance of a defeat in public." He nodded confidently as he fixed his tie "We must always appear to have achieved our objectives, even if we don't!"

"Ah," T-Hawk noted, nodding his head in understanding, his arms crossed and chin held between his thumb and forefinger "I get it, psychological warfare n'all that shit."

"Indeed." Tirant agreed, before turning his gaze towards Slasher, who was eyeing the recumbent Keitaro with a grin "Slasher, you and T-Hawk come with me." He ordered, walking towards the door "Crush, guard Avenger and our other guest…" he sniffed disdainfully "whoever the hell he is."

"Hey now…" the weapons mistress muttered, looking over her shoulder at the hulking woman behind her suspiciously "Are you certain you wanna let Crush here guard 'em boss?"

Tirant chuckled, looking over his shoulder at the taller of the two women, causing Crush to avert her eyes with a flinch "Heh, don't worry Slasher." He assured the smaller woman, his tone filled with mocking certainty "Under the current circumstances, Crush is the LAST person that would allow them to escape."

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'Bastard.' Crush growled, watching the smug prick saunter off, no doubt to look up Avenger, or rather Danielle Carter's family and loved ones, just as he'd done to Crush to keep her in line. That or practice his 'Evil Sneer' in the mirror again like she'd caught him doing that one time in the ladies room, apparently he didn't want the other guys in Crime Syndicate X to catch him in the act, believing the odds of being caught out THERE would be lower, since Crush and Slasher were the only women in his fledgling organization.

'Not for much longer it seems.' the female mountain of muscle noted with a sigh, turning away from the door and promptly shrinking down from her towering height to her smaller, but still notably tall normal form, stepping over to her bound friend, her face lined with sorrow. "Oh Dani…" she whispered, trailing the woman's face as gently as she dared, before reaching out and shaking her, "Pinky…Pinky wake up…"

"Oh…my head…" Danielle muttered, wincing as she cracked first one eye, then the other open, blinking as she realized she was not only bound to a chair in her undergarments, but a familiar face was looking down at her "C-crush?" she stammered, before her gaze hardened "CRUSH?!"

"Well…" the formerly massive woman noted with a slight winced, "you didn't call me traitor," she noted, trying to sound positive "That's a good start, I guess." She winced again as Danielle continued to glare up at her "Pinky…let me explain-!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" the smaller woman snapped, glaring at her venomously, teeth clenched tight as she strained against her bonds "Only my FRIENDS can call me that! And YOU certainly AREN'T one of those anymore!"

"Danielle Please…" Crush pleaded, looking down at the struggling woman in distress, her face lined with sorrow "Let me explain-!"

"Explain WHAT?!" Danielle snarled, turning her head away to hide the tears of anger in her eyes "How Vector and I trusted you? How you led us into a TRAP?? How you SNAPPED Vector's SPINE???" she grit her teeth at the memory of her friend's pained scream, opening her eyes to glare at her one time comrade with disgust "Vector and I were your friends Crush!" she snarled "He'll never walk again thanks to you and I won't rest until I've made you PAY!"

"Dani PLEASE!" Crush pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked her old friend over desperately "They know all about me now! They know where my parents live! They know where my little brother goes to school!" she shook her head in distress "If I don't go along with what they want who knows WHAT they'll do to them! I had no choice!"

"Who are 'They'?" Danielle muttered, her eyes suspicious, but at least willing to hear the woman out after that revelation "Who's so powerful that you'd lose hope and turn against your friends?"

"Crime Syndicate X." Crush replied, holding her arm as Danielle cocked an eyebrow at the title "It's a new coalition of Ultra Criminals…someone finally banded them together." She Flinched "And I'm one of them now…our leader's name is Tirant."

"And this 'Tyrant' guy has the power to get this city's most powerful and independent criminals to follow him?" Danielle asked, her face settling into a grim mask as she listened on, not liking the sound of this one little bit.

"Yes…" Crush agreed, shivering as she closed her eyes at the memory of the one time she'd dared to defy the bald crime boss "I…I tried to resist him once." She admitted aloud, holding herself at the memory of the beating, both physical and psychological he'd put her through "I dare not try it again…not against his powers…not with my family at stake." She opened her eyes to regard her friend with sadly "My days as Barbra Duncan: Biochemist, are over Dani." She revealed with a sigh "I'm Crush now."

"You're right about that." Danielle agreed with a scowl, looking into the ashamed woman's eyes "The Barbra Duncan I knew wouldn't have let someone push her around OR turn on her friends!"

"You'll understand soon enough Dani…" Crush, or rather Barbra admitted, shaking her head with a miserable sigh as she held her elbow with a saddened expression "For what they did to me…they'll do to YOU."

"Five more minutes…" Keitaro groaned, causing Danielle and Barbra to jump in surprise, the two heroines having completely forgotten the Ronin was even there, what with the intensity of their conversation "No Su…don't eat the table…"

"Friend of yours?" Barbra asked, the former biochemist looking over the bespectacled young man with a hint of pity in her eyes, noting how young he looked "I'm sorry he had to get caught up in this."

"He's a friend of a friend." Danielle admitted, not going any deeper, as she honestly didn't know any more about the Ronin from Adam, and wasn't prepared to completely trust Barbra at the moment, sob story or not "Hey…Keitaro…you awake?"

"Huzzubah-wha?" the Ronin snorted, shaking his head and groaning as it started to pound like crazy "Oh man…never again…when will I learn to…" he paused mid-complaint as the bonds of his chair kept him from pinching the bridge of his nose "…Oh shit…"

"Are you alright?" Barbra asked, drawing the youth's attention to her, making the common mistake that Keitaro was a teenager because of his baby face, leaning down to look the understandably nervous man in the eyes "You aren't injured are you?"

"Not really." Keitaro admitted, looking at the admittedly pretty woman in confusion, and a hint of wariness,as last he checked, being tied to a chair with a pretty women in revealing clothing equaled a supersize order of Naru-Punch to the groin "Though I'd like to know why I'm tied up to a chair in my BOXERS!"

"Probably Slasher's work." Danielle muttered, the crime-fighter's scowl deepening at Barbra's apologetic nod, releasing a growl a she glared at the door "Sick bitch probably got off on seeing us trussed up."

"GACK!" Keitaro yelped, having made the mistake of looking over his shoulder at the woman and gotten a birds-eye view of her cleavage "I'm so sorry!" he yelped, struggling to get away out of instinctive terror, almost knocking them on their side if Barbra hadn't managed to steady them.

"Easy there!" Danielle cautioned, her hair messed up from her unexpected bronco ride, shooting the terrified Ronin a startled look "Would you calm down? It's not your fault!"

Keitaro blinked, realizing he'd slipped into his old habits once again, before settling down and offering a weak chuckle "Heh…sorry…normally I'm used to being hit for stuff like this…still not used to women that actually LISTENING to me."

"Talk about that later." Danielle muttered, looking over at Barbra, who stepped back with a sad look on her face "We need to find a way out of here."

"Would you quit messing with that thing?" Rabid muttered, the large, feral looking man glaring over his shoulder at Techninja from his perch atop a lamp-post "I could hear you coming from the stairwell!"

"Hardy-Har-Har." The technophile muttered, shooting the half-naked freak of nature a dirty glare as he looked up from his PDA "Boss asked me to relieve you, so go take a piss or something."

"The hell's up your butt?" the feral looking criminal muttered, not vacating his perch as he turned to regard his relief with a frown, having never seen the younger crook this worked up about anything "Got a virus in your gear?"

"One of the hostages we picked up…" Techninja muttered, rifling through his data files on the illegal bounty list, something he kept REGULAR checks on in case the chance to strike it rich came along "I swear I've seen his face somewhere before."

"Maybe on a milk carton?" Rabid suggested, sneering as the ninja glared at him, his teeth shining in the lamplight in contrast to the ninja's annoyance "What? S'not like it COULDN'T happen."

"Moron…" Techninja muttered, honestly wondering what he deserved to be stuck with people like Rabid and Burnhead, only to blink and flip back a couple of pages, smirking beneath his mask as Keitaro's face popped up "Hah! Knew I'd seen him some…where…?"

"Tech?" Rabid muttered, the feral crook looking over his shoulder at the technophile in concern as the shinobi wannabe turned a sickening shade of pale, almost corpsey really "You okay there buddy?"

"Oh holy fucking sacred mother of god…" Techninja muttered, his arm trembling as he read over the details of the bounty off his PDA's screen, his face paling by the second "…the boss…gotta warn the boss…!"

"Hey! What about my shift!" Rabid snapped grabbing the ninja by the shoulder, just as 300 pounds of pissed off were-cheetah crashed into them from above, slamming the larger villain into the roof of the building and grabbing Techninja by the throat.

"Hey there Kimosabe." Cheetah greeted, smirking at the startled shinobi wannabe as she lifted him off the ground, dressed in her usual sneakers, short-shorts and a loose T-shirt that boasted 'Yes, they're real' to anyone looking south of her face "Remember me?"

Techninja, either from the hand crushing his throat or the fact the were-cat's outfit allowed him a bird's eye view of her twin peaks, found himself unable to utter anything but a small squeak.

Rabid, who had not enjoyed being on the receiving end of a hit and run, clawed his way onto all fours and lunged at the Lycanthrope, snarls and slobber tearing from his throat as he bore down on her like a tonne of bricks.

"Not so fast!" another voice called out, a second cat woman crashing into his back feet first, though this one weighed considerably less, leaping nimbly off him and crouching on the edge of the roof with a smirk "Not to bright are you?"

Rabid's response was to snarl and lunge at the younger cat, slashing away with his clawed hands in a bid to rend her open, only for her to weave under his blows with an almost lazy air, leaping over his head with a grin and aiming her hand at his back.

"Bingo." Brianna grinned, her Stand gun appearing in her hands even as she pulled the trigger, the bullet tearing from the barrel to catch the feral crook right in the ass, earning a smirk from the woman as Rabid leapt ten feet in the air, holding his abused rump and yelping hilariously "Least you're getting those shots big guy!"

"That was in poor taste, Brianna." Genn muttered, levitating down onto the roof with a sigh, already in his masculine form as his hand blurred out, hitting several key areas on Rabid's back, freezing the man in place and silencing his howls "I thought the purpose of coming via the roof was to avoid detection?"

"These old warehouses are pretty thick." Cheetah assured the Rakshasa as she knocked Techninja out with a finger flick to the head "Dani and I used to get into scraps inside and you couldn't tell what was going on even if you were leaning against the door."

"How'd you do that anyways?" Brianna asked, looking over at the petrified Rabid, whose eyes were dancing furiously in their sockets, the only prt of him that could still move, the younger Diggers' eyes lighting up with interest "Some sort of magic trick?"

"Of a sorts." Genn admitted "As a Rakshasa, I can assume the appearance and abilities of anyone you know." He thumbed in the direction of Techninja "I merely used his memories of his old sensei to strike several pressure points that would render his friend incapable of moving for a few hours."

"Cool." Brianna applauded, twirling her Stand Gun with a flourish, recalling it with a motion that made it look like it was sliding back up her sleeve "Well then, Let's do this!"

"Ah, you're finally awake." Tirant greeted, unaware of the crisis unfolding on the roof of his hideout as he sauntered into the room he'd left Avenger, Crush, and that bespectacled nerd in to stew "I believe I have a business proposition for you Miss Carter…" he glared at Crush, noting she was in human form for some odd reason "Crush, untie her."

"You're pretty confident…" Avenger, or rather Danielle Carter snorted, smirking at the bald crime boss as Crush moved to obey "What's to stop me from kicking the tar out of you the minute I'm out of this chair?"

"Oh I don't think I need to worry about that…" Tirant assured her smugly, lifting up a the printout Slasher and T-Hawk had compiled on the woman's next of kin "Unless, of course, you want Slasher to pay a…Social Call…" he smirked as Crush flinched "to the residents of 613 West Lane…Your Brother, Bob Carter and his family!"

Danielle's face had paled at the address, a look of distress and horror washing over her as she realized that everything Crush, or rather Barbra had told her had indeed been true.

"Now then…" Tirant noted, tucking the printout into his coat pocket and towering over the hero, his eyes crackling with power as he allowed electricity to form around him "I believe you were saying something about 'kicking the tar' out of me?"

"D-don't hurt them…" Danielle stammered, the crime fighter lowering her head in shame to avoid looking into those smug, glowing, mocking eyes "I…I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt them!"

"Glad you see things my way." Tirant noted, a smug little smile on his face as he dropped the theatrics, nodding to a depressed looking Crush "See to it she's properly attired, and while your at it change back into combat mode, her friends could show up at any mo-!"

The bald dictator got no further as an intangible fist of pure, unadulturated fury smashed into his face with the force of a wrecking ball, sending him flying across the room to crash into the door, tearing it off it's hinges with an audible crack. 'Wha-what?!' he stammered, pulling himself up and covering his lower face with one hand, 'Who…who dares to hit ME?'

"You bastard…" a voice called out, Tirant looking up to find Crush and Avenger staring in shock at the bespectacled young man he'd put off as unimportant. Said man was currently standing up, the binds that had held him to the chair torn to shreds, as if something had burst them open through sheer muscle strength.

"You threaten Carter-san's family because you're too scared to face her yourself?" the ronin growled, his fists clenched as he glared "Not only that, you did the same to Duncan-san…making her hurt her friends, tearing her life apart…"

"H-How DARE you lay a hand on ME you filthy little-!" Tirant snarled, rising to his feet and advancing on the Ronin with lighting arching from his hands and eyes, only to yelp as a chair crashed into him, the object of furniture shattering under the force of the blow, knocking him to the floor once again.

"How dare I?" Keitaro repeated, Star Platinum hovering over him with an equally angry expression on it's face as he advanced on the downed crime lord "How dare YOU! What right do you have to play with people's lives like that?! What did they ever do to you?!"

"K-Keitaro?" Danielle stammered, looking over at the young man in shock, not used to being the one being defended, still trying to figure out how the scrawny looking Ronin had not only busted out of bonds that had given an experienced crime fighter like her trouble, but had knocked the supposedly untouchable Tirant to the floor twice in as many minutes.

Crush, or rather Barbra Duncan, was of the same mind as her friend, gaping at the sight of the normally impeccable Tirant pulling himself off the floor, spitting splinters and blood out of his teeth as the Ronin advanced on him, face like a thundercloud.

Some part of her, the part of Barbra Gordon that had been long buried under the fear and helplessness of her situation, quickly pointed out that this was her chance to take the prick down for good, to make sure he NEVER so much as DREAMT of coming near her, her friends, or her family again.

"Avenger…" she muttered, earning a shocked look from Danielle as she shifted into her larger form "Your clothes and gear are on the table at the back of the room, get them on while I tender my resignation would you?"

"Barbra…" Danielle breathed, looking up in awe as her friend shifted once more into her towering battle form, noting with a hint of wonder that the old fire that had burned in those eyes was back with a vengeance, before nodding and racing for her gear as Crush charged Tirant with a roar of rage.

Tirant, who was wiping blood off his lips with the back of his hand, merely glared, his eyes glowing with electricity as he clenched his fist "So that's how you want to play is it?"

"EIGHT BALL IN THE CORNER POCKET!" Brittany cheered, wrapping her legs around T-Hawk's neck and flipping backwards, slamming crook's face into the concrete floor of the hallway, rendering him unconscious on contact as she landed on all fours, looking over at her sister as she hacked into the gang's computer "How's it going over there Bri?"

"Man this thing's slow!" the composite Diggers sibling muttered, frowning as she over-clocked the thing with her high speed typing "I mean c'mon, what kind of Crime Syndicate uses Vista?!"

"One with a seriously tight budget." Slasher quipped as she leapt past, too busy fending off Genn, who was using his ESP to not only read her oncoming attacks, but was channeling the skills of the woman's master, the only person that could take her down unarmed "Dammit! Stand still so I can hit you!"

"Are you serious?" Genn muttered, moving in to avoid the woman's tazer-whip, knocking it out of her hands with a slap to the wrist, delivering a follow-up chop to the side of the neck with the speed of a viper "I would suggest you surrender, unless of course you enjoy being beaten up?"

"I don't just enjoy it beefcake," Slasher shot back, smirking suggestively as she kicked out, revealing daggers in her boots that she used to hold the shape-shifter at bay "I like to spread the wealth!"

"Speed it up a little Bri!" Cheetah urged her sibling, sitting on T-Hawk's neck in order to keep the man from getting up again "Find out what these yahoos are up to and let the cops know while you're at it!"

"Will do!' Brianna chirped, the grinning composite pulling off a salute as she typed away at the computer with a combination og Cheetah's speed and Gina's expertise "I'll show 'em what happens when they kidnap MY friends!"

"BANZAIII!"

The group blinked, only to gape as a section of wall fell in with a crash of thunder, catching Slasher off guard as something hurtled through it, crashing into the weapons mistress and slamming her into the opposite wall.

"K-Keitaro?!" Brittany gaped, looking on in amazement as the dust cleared to reveal the immortal Ronin, his hair spiked up from the static and his head resting between Slasher's breasts, their limbs entangled in a manner the weapons mistress would have neutered him for had she not been rendered unconscious.

"Well now…" a cold voice intoned, the trio looking back to the hole just as Tirant, his eyes blazing with energy, stepped through, dragging a gasping Avenger and an unconscious Barbra after him "It would appear that I need to rethink my hiring policies a bit."

"Dani!" the Diggers sisters yelled, staring at their battered friend in alarm, Brittany recovering quicker and racing forwards, her fist drawn back with a snarl "Oh you asked for it curly! Fasten your seatbelt cause you're goin on the Cheetah Express to a world a' HURT!"

"Quite." Tirant muttered, dropping Crush and leveling his hand at the lycanthrope, a bolt of electricity lashing out from his fingers and crashing into her, a smile forming on his face as her screams started up "Now this is how I should have done things from the start…so much less hassle." He glared at Brianna, who ducked behind the computer "Ah, sniffing around where you're not wanted are you?"

Brianna blinked, only to yelp as a hand lashed out at her from the wiring under the table, only her inherited reflexes from cheetah saving her from the grasping hand that, as she got a better look at it, seemed to be composed completely of electricity "What the heck?!" she swore, her Stand Gun whipping out, firing twice at the phantom limb, only for it to receded back into the paneling "Genn!"

"Above you!" the Rakshasa yelled, knocking her out of the path as a light bulb exploded, sending shards of glass in all directions, the same claw from before missing Genn's horn by millimeters "He's traveling through the electric cables!"

"Most peculiar…" Tirant noted, eyeing the duo with dark fascination as he dropped Avenger on the floor "You two can see it? Or are you simply hypothesizing?" he raised his hands in the air "Let's find out shall we?"

"Genn!" Brianna yelled, rolling to the side to avoid an arch of lightning from Tirant's hands as it crashed into the spot she'd just vacated, flash frying the ground and sending sparks everywhere "Could use a distraction here!"

"Of course!" Genn grunted, promptly levitating several empty oil drums stacked near the wall and hurling through the air at Tirant, already expecting the villain to blast them out of the air and thus not worrying about the comatose forms of Danielle and the other woman too much.

Brianna, making good use of the distraction, had rushed in, keeping low to the ground to avoid stray bolts of lightning, before pulling of a home run slide that took her under Tirant's legs, her hands snapping out and grabbing the two comatose women and dragging them under her arms to carry them to safety.

"Wench!" Tirant roared, sending a blast of electricity her way, only to be knocked off his feet as the capsule of compressed air Brianna had left under him detonated, sending him flying through the air, crashing ass-first into a pile of crates, toppling them over with a crash.

"Think that got him?" Brianna wondered, crouching next to a groaning Cheetah as Genn tried to rouse a dazed Keitaro, who'd apparently taken a bolt of lighting to the chest when Tirant had blasted him through the wall.

"Hope so…" Avenger grunted, wincing as her skin tingled slightly in discomfort "Good thing my cape's insulated or I'd have been fried." She looked over at Barbra, who was coughing slightly as she rubbed her throat "You okay, Barbra?"

"I'm fine." Barbra assured her friend, a slight thrill rushing through at being able to refer to her as such again "I've endured his power before, so I'm sort of used to it." she winced as she tried to shift back to her muscular form "Still knocked me out though…"

"What do you think that hand was?" Brianna wondered, earning looks of confusion from the group, with the exception of Genn, who was patting the poor ronin on the back "Tirant seemed surprised we could see it."

"It's clearly a Stand then." Genn reasoned, nodding his head in understanding, "It would make sense that Tirant is a Stand user like you and Keitaro, thus the reason no-one has commented on his power before, only Stand users, or those sensitive to Auras, can see Stands."

"Which means Dani and the big-girl here are fighting blind." Cheetah muttered, nodding towards Avenger as she spoke "No offence Dani but you know as much about magic as I know about quantum physics."

"None taken." Avenger muttered, staggering to her feet with a little help from Barbra, who'd shifted back into her Crush form during the intermission, looking haggard but alright "but how do we fight something we can't see?"

"You don't." a voice that was like a thousand generators humming countered in her ear, causing her hair to stand on end as a scale hand landed on her shoulder "You FRY!"

"Dani!" Crush yelled, the giant woman swiping out at her friends back as Avenger started to scream, trying to find whatever was attacking her only to come up blank "Dammit where is it?!"

"Got it!" Brianna yelled, summoning her stand and firing off a shot that clipped the creature's ear, only for it to leap off Avenger's back and latch onto an overhead light like some sort of mutant spider monkey "Oh gross!"

"Why thank you." The creature replied, it's beak like mouth twisting in a mockery of a smile as it looked down on them from on high "Please feel free to underestimate me by my appearance," the sickening smirk widened "I assure you it will be the last thing you ever do!"

"Holy crap its Frieza!" Keitaro yelped, having roused back to the land of the living, only to gape in disbelief at the sight of their opponent hovering over them "Watch out! He's gonna launch a Death Ball!"

"What is that brat prattling about?" the Stand, which ironically enough DID look like a cross between a certain changeling and a saibaman, muttered, glaring at the Ronin as it allowed the electrical current that made up it's body to show "This is my special ability." It revealed, the voice changing till it sounded oddly like Tirant's "I awakened it as a child and have discovered a fair few uses for it." The Stand raised a hand in the air "Such as this!"

It leapt off the lamp, aiming right at Brianna, who brought her own Stand to bear on it with a smirk "Nice try sucker!" she crowed, pulling the trigger "But you picked the wrong target!"

"Did I?" Tirant's voice in her ear asked, Brianna blinking as she felt her body turn just as she pulled the trigger, her eyes widening as she realized she was now aiming at a VERY stunned Genn "I beg to differ."

"CRAP!" Brianna swore, backhanding the air desperately, only for the Stand to leap away diving into an electric socket even as Genn, who had shifted to his neutral form to dodge the bullet aimed at his face , rolled to the floor "Where'd he go?"

"Useless." Tirant's mocking voice called out from over the speakers on the walls "I can travel freely through the electrical cables in the walls like this, you will never know from where I'll attack, or WHO!"

"We have to find his real body!" Genn hissed, keeping his voice low to avoid being heard by their foe "From the looks of it his Stand is one that can travel far from his body provided there's electricity! But that means his real body is defenseless!"

"So if we cut the power we can reduce his maneuverability." Avenger reasoned, the crimefighter nodding her head in understanding as she crouched low on the floor "Crush, where's the fuse box?"

"In the main hangar." Crush revealed, nodding towards the doors at the end of the room, where the crime syndicate's hover jet could be seen "But how do we know he's not waiting for us to try it?"

"No choice, let's book!" Cheetah grunted, taking off from a track start and grabbing Keitaro under her arm, as the Ronin was the slowest of all of them, Brianna doing the same with Avenger while Crush and Genn brought up the rear, the Rakshasa using his ESP to try and predict where the next attack would come from.

"FOOLS!" Tirant cackled, the hangar doors slamming shut behind them as the lights snapped on, blinding them temporarily as thunder crackled in the air "You just walked right into the lion's den!" the bald criminal mocked, standing atop the aircraft with a confident sneer despite his battered appearance, lightning crackling in his hands "Prepare yourselves!"

"Shit!" Brittany swore, rolling to the side as the bastard's Stand lashed out from the side, swinging her fist at the monstrosity, only for it to grab her by the arm and hurl her across the hanger like yesterday's trash. Brianna, taking the chance while the creature was down, opened fire with her gun, aiming at Tirant's kneecaps, only for the Stand to once again appear out of thin air, deflecting the bullets with lightning fast jabs.

"Useless!" Tirant scoffed, arms crossed before him, his Stand mimicking his pose as he sneered down at his hapless opponents "My friend here can travel at the speed of a lightning bolt! That's faster than the speed of sound!"

"Not fast enough." A voice opined from behind, Tirant turning to receive a spiked fist to the face courtesy of a smug looking Star Platinum, Crush having tossed Keitaro into the air while Tirant was too busy gloating, the blow knocking the would be tyrant off his feet again.

"You dare!" Tirant roared, his eyes glowing as he gathered electricity into his hand from every corner of the room "I'll reduce you to cinders for that you little bastard!" he waved his hand, sending his Stand forward to attack, only to cough up blood as Star Platinum rammed its fist into the smaller Stand's chest cavity with enough force to create a bulge on the back "H-How…"

"You're Stand might be as fast as a bolt of lightning…" Keitaro muttered, standing over the gasping villain with an impassive look on his face as Star Platinum loomed behind him "But you're just a load of thunder!"

"ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORARA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA-ORA!!!"

"Not bad…" Cheetah muttered in grudging approval, watching as Keitaro dug into the bald villain in a blur of fists that impressed even her "I've heard better one liners, but not bad for a first timer."

"So what would you give him?" Brianna asked, leaning against the wall as she watched the usually gentle Ronin cut loose with a warm, highly approving smile, especially as Tirant's high-pitched pleas for mercy reached her ears "I'd say…about a 6."

"Bout the same for me really." Avenger agreed with a snort, her arms crossed before her as she looked on in dark mirth as she watched Tirant get his just desserts "He gets points for referencing Tirant's abilities at least."

"We really should step in to stop him from going to far." Crush opined from the rear, only to smirk as Tirant's girlish screams washed over her like an angelic choir, wishing she had a tape recorder so she could listen to it again and again "In another minute or so."

"Good to have you back Barbra." Avenger chuckled with a smile, patting her massive friend on the back as they watched the brutal smack down unfold, together again at last.

And so the Crime Syndicate X saga draws to a close.

I know that Tirant didn't mention his Stand's name, but here's the stat's anyways.

Stand: Red Hot Chilli Pepper

User: Tirant

Power: A Speed: A Range: A

Staying: A Precision: C Learning: D

1- Can control the Electricity around it.

2- Can attack from anywhere there is a power outlet (Sockets, computers, batteries, engines etc.)

3- Can travel freely through power lines.

4- Can drag people into wires to kill them with the shock.

5- Power supply is regulated by the electricity available. If no Outside source available, Tirant can supply his own power to aid his stand.

A: Very Good B: Good C: Average D: Bad E: Poor

Figured this'd be the perfect Stand for old fuse-head. The difference between Triant's RHCP and the cannon one is that the cannon RHCP was reliant entirely on the electricity around it. If you get it far enough away from a source of power, it grows progressively weaker.

Tirant's version can leach power from it's user through their link if he's nearby, but if Tirant wanted to fight long distance, he'd have to make sure his stand had access to a power outlet, even if it was a simple car engine or battery.

So not much of deus Ex Machina Stand, but still a heavy hitter for later encounters, once Tirant gets a little more used to it.

And Yes, it really does look a little like Frieza, especially when it crosses it's arms.

R&R or be Death Ball'd!