Athletics was neither Daisy's nor Anna-Rose's strong suit. The two jogged around the school oval on a summery afternoon, trying to get fit for the athletics day at the end of the week. With only one week beyond that until summer, Daisy couldn't think of anything other than her ill mother. Anna-Rose jogged a little closer to Daisy.

"Are you still feeling unwell after that Stand attack the other day? I'm very sorry I didn't help, but I was afraid the user would target me as well. She has a bad grudge against me, you see, but I'm glad Delaware was able to help you to escape Black Bugs's attack."

"Don't worry about it. That girl probably won't mess with you or I again for a while." Daisy chuckled a little. The last month or so had been an absolute blur, having learnt about the existence of Stands, and met some interesting people. It felt like it had gone so quickly. But now that the end of the semester was in sight, and she was looking forward to seeing her family again soon, the days seemed to drag on for longer and longer.

As the two were chatting, a boy in very slick athletic gear sped past them both. Anna-Rose was confused. "Huh, he must be new. Oh well, sporty kids generally get friends quickly, and if he's a Specialist in athletics, or even in running, he'll have a scary Stand. I just pray he's not impressionable."

"I dunno, people who specialise in sports generally don't have a lot going on upstairs. Someone like Tiffany, who's apparently so good at manipulating people, and already has a high footing on the social ladder…" Daisy shrugged. "Eh, unless he attacks us, let's not fight him. Seems like a waste of energy to me."

As if waiting for a cue, the athlete sped over to the two girls with alarming velocity. When he stopped, it became quite obvious that he had a rocket-pack strapped to his back. Anna-Rose, pretending not to notice, began speaking calmly to him. "Hello there. Are you new to the school?"

"Sort of." The boy didn't seem to trust Anna-Rose. "My name is Damien. You wouldn't be Anna-Rose, by any chance, would you?"

"I am…" Anna-Rose gulped. "How have you heard of me?"

"People at this school have told me you're a horrible person. That you attack innocents out of school hours, that you use your Specialist skills to fight people. Some say you're a criminal." He glared at Daisy. "And your friend is an accomplice whom you've shipped from another country so that you can have protection."

Anna-Rose chuckled. "Defamation really must go to stretches. I am not a crime lord, trust me. I get attacked by bullies constantly, they always want to get people against me. I defend myself using a technique I have studied based upon my Specialist area. If you'd rather believe people who lie and manipulate, go right ahead. As long as you don't attack me, I don't mind." She took off her headband, which had her plastic ball-bearings hidden inside, just in case this speedy kid attacked out of fear, or on a whim. Daisy coated her torso in beetle plating, thick enough to block a bullet from point blank, as a precautionary measure as well.

And then it came. Damien used his rocket-pack to speed himself into Daisy, punching her in the gut and cracking her armour. "Hm… so, she was correct. You two have the same abilities as I do, huh? What kind of a weak Stand just makes armour for you? I even broke it with one punch. How boring." Daisy chuckled, grabbing Damien's arm with her own right hand, and extending ant mandibles from her wrists into his arm, latching on with great strength.

"That would be where you're wrong. My Stand allows me to manipulate my body and change parts of it into the parts of insects. Now, if you speed back, you'll slice up your arm, but if you don't you're stuck." Damien tried to pull back, but the mandibles dug deeper into his arm, causing great pain.

"Ow! Damn you! How can your Stand be so versatile?" He struggled some more. "Ugh, this is too much. I'll have to…" He did a semi-backflip, and puffed heavy black smoke into Daisy's face. She broke out in a cough and dropped her grip to cover her nose and mouth, which Damien exploited to blast back.

"Not so fast!" Anna-Rose tossed a ball-bearing with Spin energy at Damien, and it smacked against his rocket-pack before dropping to the ground. "Damn, his Stand is too rigid for Spin to do anything using these plastic balls. If only I'd brought my Steel Balls, this would be fine…"

Daisy sighed. "Even with such a simple Stand, it could be the end of us."

Stand Name: "Rocket"

Stand User: Damien Leigh

Power: B

Range: E

Speed: A

Durability: A

Precision: D

Potential: D

Anna-Rose leapt away as fast as she could, as the speedster Damien and his rocket Stand rushed at her. She barely made it out of his firing line, before coming to a realisation. "Daisy, he can't turn! He has to stop to turn around!" Damien skidded to a stop before rushing at Anna-Rose again. Out of panic, the physicist summoned her Stand, Eulogy, to block the attack. Rotating the ball in its palm, Eulogy managed to make Damien slip and plant his face into the dirt.

Daisy quickly summoned Bullet with Butterfly Wings to shoot its stinger at the rocket pack in an attempt to jam it. The sharp stinger slammed into the athlete's Stand, spinning at high speed and beginning to drill into the metal of the rocket. Damien quickly started up his rocket once more, shooting through the dirt to get out of the stinger's firing line. Anna-Rose stood up, smiling at Daisy. "You're getting better at using your Stand."

Daisy nodded. "I've been practicing. My pillows are in shreds."

"And that rotation on the stinger, too… with some practice that could be used to harness Spin, you know." Anna-Rose chuckled, but Daisy simply shrugged.

"Spin's your thing, I don't wanna take that from ya."

Damien, after clearing his mind and face from the mud, glared at the two girls. "You two… your powers are scarier than I'd expected. The girl who told me about you said she knew you had Stands, but not what they did. I'll have to tell her." Anna-Rose stepped toward Damien, grumbling.

"She's manipulating you. New students to this school are easy prey for people like her, that are high on the social ladder." She gestured to herself. "This school is like a cult. People here generally seclude themselves in outside life, due to their abilities, and so the society of this school is everything to them. I know better than to believe in a cult." Anna-Rose seemed stoic, but she was shivering. Daisy didn't know if she was afraid, or remembering something painful, and didn't care to ask while there was a threat in front of them.

Damien shot forward, striking Anna-Rose head on. While she hadn't dropped her guard, the attack still hit her upper body hard, and she flew back, landing painfully on her shoulder. Daisy was stunned, and quickly pulled up her cellphone and began to film the situation as it unfolded. Damien pointed at the phone and shouted. "Hey! Stop filming, you don't have my permission to do that!"

"You're attacking my friend. I want to make sure just in case that this needs to be known." Daisy looked down at her phone. Damien's rocket-pack was invisible to the camera's lens. She knew Stands could only be seen by Stand users, but not even film could capture them. She didn't expect to see them through the camera but it still hadn't prepared her for the stark realisation.

"Who cares? You can't walk all over me, you know! People like you, who think you're so great…" He rushed forward. "You're the worst!"

Daisy sighed, summoning Bullet with Butterfly Wings in front of her. Damien clashed with the wasp Stand, stabbing the stinger into his chest. Daisy felt a huge amount of pain as the rocket-powered teen slammed into her Stand, but Damien was in an even worse condition. He pulled himself off of the heavy stinger, bleeding heavily. His pack disappeared in a puff of dust, and he collapsed. Daisy suddenly became terrified, and ran over to him in panic. "H-Hold on, you'll be fine, you'll be okay." She turned her hair into thin wasp stingers, snapped one off, and turned it back, before threading silk into it from a silk sac she had generated inside her wrist. "I'll patch you up, okay? Let me give you something to ease the pain…" She punched some numbing venom into her veins with the needle. "Keep your eyes open, alright? Do not fall asleep."

Damien could hardly speak. He simply nodded.

Daisy smiled weakly, and began to pull Damien's wounds back together with stitches. The hole that her Stand had made was being put back together rather well, and the heavy bleeding was slowing. After tightening the stitches up, she used more silk to make sure everything was taut and stuck firm. "That should do it. Can you move yet?" Damien didn't move at all. "I'll take that as a no. Give it a few minutes, then. After this, I'll get Anna-Rose to spin any broken bones back together for you. I'm so sorry for this."

Damien slowly stirred, and looked up at her saviour. "You… you saved my life after I tried to hurt you." Daisy wiped the blood from her own face. Her nose had been broken by the impact.

"Don't worry. I injured you, and if I killed you I'd never forgive myself."

"The kind of person you are is nothing like what she had told me…" Damien began to stand painfully. "I'm sorry for fighting with you and your friend."

Daisy chuckled, helping up Anna-Rose, who was now conscious. Anna-Rose spun her broken bones into place and sighed. "Daisy, call Delaware. I need some extra fixing up." Daisy nodded, picking up her phone, while the physics Specialist walked over to Damien.

"Do you know the secret of Tiffany's Stand?" Damien shook his head.

"She never showed me. Are you sure she's got one?"

Anna-Rose nodded, using Eulogy's palms to set Damien's broken bones. "Positive. She can see Stands, I have evidence of that."

The athlete sighed. "God, I'm an idiot for listening to her. I shouldn't have judged you like that."

"Not your fault. Tiffany's a sociopath. She gets what she wants by manipulating and controlling others. If this school is a cult, she's the cult's leader, and anyone who competes with her is the cult's enemy."

"It doesn't make me any less responsible for my actions. I'm sorry."

Anna-Rose sighed. "Well, just hold still. You're probably bleeding internally, so you'll need some more medical attention." A bruise was beginning to show on her jaw. "Things like this happen, and it's horrible that they do. Tiffany won't do anything to you with us in this condition, so as long as you are more aware of what she is capable of doing you'll be perfectly fine."

"But will you be?" Damien chuckled. "Sports day is at the end of the week. Assuming that the entire school attends, and that Tiffany's Stand works in secret, you're in more danger than ever.

Daisy chuckled. "You think she'll attack us? Well, I'm in contact with someone who's a student leader himself, and once we explain this to him he'll be pretty happy."

Anna-Rose was confused. "Happy? Why?"

Daisy smirked. "Tiffany seems like the kind of person that he'd love to teach a lesson."

New York School for Specialist Children, Rule Number 2:

No illegal actions may be performed by students. If a police officer is called to the school as a result of a student's action, or a police report is filed against a student that gives evidence of their guilt, they will be instantly expelled.