Anna-Rose continued practicing late into the night, riding her bicycle through Central Park over and over to try and replicate the strange Stand-like phenomena her steel balls had exhibited that afternoon. Throw after throw landed harmlessly in the dirt, and after a few hours she was completely exhausted. Ready to leave for home, she put her balls back in her backpack and got back on her bike, prepared to leave. However, as she went to leave, she saw a young woman sitting out in the middle of the park, staring at her. The woman's clothes were completely white, and her pale skin eerily reflected the moonlight.

Anna-Rose slowly walked over. "Hey… who are you?"

The woman looked up. Her pale blue eyes seemed a little glassy. "I know you. You're the person I was told to wait for."

"Wait, what?" Anna-Rose stepped back. "Who told you to do that?"

"The leader did, of course. She always tells me to do things that will make me better. And today, she told me to wait for you. She says you're dangerous, but facing dangerous things makes me so much stronger."

"She… is 'she' called Tiffany? Is she manipulating you into fighting me?" Anna-Rose chuckled. "If we're not talking about the same person, though, I really have no reason to question you anymore."

"You know the leader?" The woman stood up, dazed. "Oh… so you are dangerous. That is a shock." She pulled a knife from her dress, smiling. "She told me what to do when someone dangerous approaches me." She stabbed the knife into her lower jaw, smiling as the light completely faded from her eyes. "My power… will protect her beliefs."

Anna-Rose quickly pulled the knife away from her. "Why would you do that? You're crazy! Hold on, lemme call a hospital or something…" Suddenly, the woman's arm twitched up and grabbed her around the neck. Anna-Rose gulped, looking down at the pale and flaccid body. For some reason, the top of the woman's head was beginning to grow pointed nubs, and she was gaining muscle quickly. "Could this… is this a Stand that activated when she died? What kind of situation would breed this type of Stand?"

The woman looked back at Anna-Rose, chuckling. "I'm not dead just yet. My Stand, Matador, keeps me animated. Now, not even I know how to stop it. When I'm put in a situation that is dangerous, my Stand will destroy that danger. The more dire the situation, the more power I get. A wound like that will keep it going for weeks."

Anna-Rose used her Stand to pry Matador's grip open, stumbling back onto her bike. "I can't believe that she would manipulate someone to go so far. I can't believe that she can." She took off, heading for the Brooklyn Bridge. "I need to tell them what she can do!" After a minute or so, she spotted a familiar figure approaching from behind. Matador was chasing her at high speed, tossing some kind of pale energy at her.

"You won't escape me! The leader wants you dead!" Anna-Rose quickly began to fumble around in her bag, trying to grab a steel ball to lob at this monster. After seeing what the Infinite Spin did to the ground, she was ready to try it on something else, and a Stand this dangerous was a prime target.

"Good luck with that." Eulogy raised its arm to throw, but Anna-Rose couldn't find a Golden Rectangle anywhere. "Oh, god. It's too dark on this bridge." She remembered the fight with Alfonse and shuddered. There was nothing here. She sighed and kept pedalling as fast as she could, which wasn't incredibly fast to begin with.

Matador smirked, horns of white energy bursting from its head. "This power is incredible! There's no way you can win!" It lobbed a ball of energy at Anna-Rose, knocking her into the air. As she spun through the air, the physicist thought about something.

"The bike, with two more types of rotation…" Eulogy wound up its throw again. "You lose, Matador." As Anna-Rose sailed off the bridge's side, she lobbed a steel ball with one of her Stand's hands, and caught the bridge with the other. Anna-Rose pulled herself up onto the bridge, starting to feel a bit dizzy. "Whew. That was close."

The ball slammed into Matador's forearm, cracking the bone immediately. "What the hell…" She tried forcing it away, but it started to eat into her flesh as the Stand-like energy of the ball made itself known. "This thing… it can't be a Stand!" Several tendrils of Matador's energy tried forcing it away, but it was spinning too fast. "You…" Matador ran up to Anna-Rose and punched her as hard as possible. "You're doing this!" It wound up again, but Anna-Rose simply chuckled.

"I won, Matador. Tell me who your master is, please. That way, when you disappear I know whose grave to mark."

"You've not won yet! I'll destroy you before your trick defeats me, I promise!" The Stand sent blow after blow, but Eulogy blocked every one. The balls in its knuckles began to spin.

Anna-Rose sighed. "You're pitiful. You were disillusioned into thinking you were invulnerable. Well…" She pushed up her glasses to catch the glinting light of the moon and get a better look. "I'll show you just how vulnerable you are." Eulogy sent punch after shattering punch into Matador's torso, making huge dents and bruises all over the poor user's body. After about 5 seconds Eulogy had already thrown 200 or so punches, each charged with dangerous rotation. All the while, the ball's Stand was grinding away at Matador's arms, stopping it from retaliating. After almost a half minute of punches, Eulogy knocked Matador away, who was crippled and injured as a result of the barrage.

"You can't have done this…" Matador's energy began to seep out of the woman's body, whose white dress was soaked with red, and stained with black. "I'll kill you. I promise." The energy attempted to attack, but it continued to float up. "Wait, what's happening? Why can't I attack? What is happening to me?" The swirling mass of energy was bellowing as it floated and dispersed away from its target.

Anna-Rose sighed. "You've lost, monster. You took a girl's life, and now you are getting what you deserve."

Matador finally disappeared, its screams of despair fading into nothingness. Silence. Anna-Rose walked over to the body of that strange follower of Tiffany's, a grim expression on her face. She picked up the corpse and tossed it into the ocean calmly, before getting on her slightly ruined bike. It was still ridable. She started to ride home, but after a short time began to sob uncontrollably. Despite the fact that she knew that girl was dead before the fight began, knowing that her life was taking the lives of others scared, saddened and disgusted her. However, now she was sure that Tiffany had to be stopped. More sure than ever.

Stand Name: "Matador"

Stand User: Jaqueline Adams

Power: A

Range: N/A

Speed: A

Durability: B

Precision: A

Potential: N/A

It was about 1am when Tania was woken up by the vase falling over. Daisy was sound asleep still, so Tania began to worry. If someone was robbing the person who had given her a new lease on life, she wanted to stop them. She walked out into the living room wrapped head to toe in her Stand bandages. A feminine figure was standing there, but it was too dark to see who. Tania turned to hit the light switch, but while her back was turned she felt the figure lift up her bandages, and then a sudden rise in blood pressure. "What the hell? I feel… weird…" Her blood pressure went down as she felt something inside her break. She turned, to see the person walk through the window. "Wait… is that another…" Tania collapsed. She felt something wrong, but couldn't think. There was no blood going to her brain. Beginning to tear up, the last thought that went through her mind was how she had been wrong for such a long time. She didn't want to die. She really did not.