Tomorrow was sports day. Daisy was shivering as the school's so-called leader, Tiffany, sat across from her while she was eating her lunch. Anna-Rose had been in the hospital for the last couple of days due to her broken bones (At least, that was her cover; she was really just ducking out of school for a few days to try and practice her throwing) and she was alone. Tiffany began to speak. Her voice was soothing, but that fact alone was terrifying.

"Mind if I sit down here?" She seemed cheery. "Strange how a girl like you is sitting so far away from anyone else. Anyone would think you were lame."

Daisy was too frightened to even speak. This Tiffany, the master manipulator with a mystery Stand, was so incredibly strong that her charisma simply added to the unnerving atmosphere of the encounter.

"Tell me, do you play chess?" Tiffany pulled out a travel chessboard, placing it down on the table. "The pieces are magnetic. Would you like a game?"

"Sure." Daisy barely managed to speak. From what she understood, and especially after her fight with Damien a few days ago, Tiffany was not someone that simply played a friendly game with you. She had some reason for approaching here and now, while her enemy was dodging school. At any rate, Daisy made her first move. Tiffany instantly moved her own piece, smirking.

"I know a lot about you, Daisy. You may have only been here a short time, but my observations tell me what kind of a person you are. You would have been a great addition to my inner circle." She spoke with the calmness of a mafioso as she carefully analysed the chess game, while Daisy shuddered with every word. "It's just too bad that you chose her, I must say. Even your ability, from what I hear, is astounding."

Daisy played her next move. "So what if I have a strong ability? I'm from the outback, I'm made of tougher stuff than the stringy Americans you're used to toying with."

Tiffany nodded. "I'm aware of that. You have a strong sense of self, despite how much you lack confidence. I wonder what it is that makes you afraid… is it your mother? Do you miss her?"

Daisy bit down on the inside of her cheek, furious that this girl would bring up her sick mother. "What of it? You would try and control me with fear? I have friends outside this school, I don't need to rely on you or this place you hold dominion over."

Tiffany chuckled, playing her move. "Your demeanour is translating to the game. Do you see, Daisy? Your pawns are being pinned. In only a few turns, I shall hold your king captive." She smiled. "Insects are such beautiful creatures. Their communities have absolute group cohesion, controlled by a queen. That idea, that kind of a social structure, it simply thrills me to fantasise about. What if humans were that cohesive? Could one person control a huge group all by themselves?" She smiled, leaning in towards Daisy and sniffing her shirt. "Pheromones. The power of the body to create scents that influence the mind. Humans create these as much as any insect. You, Daisy, can control pheromones, can't you? You have extensive knowledge of it, and so you understand where I'm coming from."

Daisy made another move. "You're mad if you think you can control people with human pheromones. They have way simpler functions than the ones insects use them for."

Another move from Tiffany. "They do now, sure. Daisy, my inner circle is set up well for the future of this school, and eventually of this world. I have a chemist to create artificial pheromones, and a diplomat to teach me how to be more eloquent. I myself have studied psychology all my life, and I know how to perfectly own a human brain. Your knowledge of entomology would be perfect to finalise my goals, and together we could be queens of the human hive I will create. Do you not understand this? You and I could change the world for the better! Doesn't your curiosity itch to see what would happen?"

Daisy made a final move. "Checkmate."

Tiffany looked down at the board. Daisy had taken her queen with a queen of her own, and Tiffany's king was cornered with rooks. She chuckled, and packed up the chess set. "Think about what I said, alright? Would you prefer to live in order, or be plagued by chaos? This is your choice alone to make."

Daisy packed up her lunch, and sighed. "I won't make any promises."

"I do not expect you to." Tiffany smiled, a hint of scorn in her face. She had been beaten psychologically by some nobody from the country, which both impressed and infuriated her.