The JROTC kid's Stand retracted its root-like tendril from the main entrance, the perpetrator that caused Josh's literal downfall. It slipped back into its rooted lower half, planted deep into the ground. Josh allowed his own Stand, Cydonia, to emerge in front of him, assuming a natural combat stance.

"Give me my five dollars back." He demanded.

The kid felt for the bill in his pocket. "You'll have to fight me to get it, asshole."

"So be it."

Cautiously he studied him, who stood by the school's willow tree, a relic from its founding days. Cydonia's range is only a little better than his own, and in order to do anything significant, he will need to get closer.

The canine-headed Stand made the first move. It unraveled its thin arms into a mass of vines and wrapped them around the knight, stopping its movement. Unwilling to back down, Josh's unrelenting resolve on retrieving back his monetary note did not waver by the entanglement, and with some effort, the knight managed to rip the vines apart.

The kid took a step back. His Stand formed its vines back as its arms and it lowered itself to the ground, swimming through it in breaststroke motions, its roots digging apart the earth. Within seconds it was able to get behind Josh. "Have a mouthful of Mother Nature!" The canine palmed its hands together and fired countless blades of willow leaves from its body.

Josh quickly recalled Cydonia, letting it encase around him. The leaves, harmless as they seemed, scratched the surface of his armor, grazing it like cuts left by sharp blades made of real steel.

"It's not over yet!" The canine Stand, still rooted behind him, delivered a flurry of jabs, catching Josh unaware. Despite its scrawny stature, the repeated assault of its fists slammed into his back like a rushing sledgehammer. Once again, if it were not for his durable armor, his mother would have been a rich, rich woman.

Josh saw an opening. An opportunity for a counterattack, even at this range. When the Stand pulled its arm back and was about to administer a finishing uppercut, Josh unarmored himself, allowing the punch to send him flying. He felt his cheekbone might have been dislocated, and small splashes of blood flowed from his mouth and nose. But the pain, now momentarily numbed by the rush of the airtime, proved to be worthy.

"Haha, idiot!" The kid pointed at him sailing through the air and mocked, but his jaw hung open when he realized he was sailing towards him.

"Deus!" Cydonia performed a roundhouse kick as he flew past him. Its plated foot hit the kid squarely in the jaw and he slammed into the willow tree, shivering its delicate branches. Josh then was able to land right in the middle of the street after a small skidding on his Stand's legs.

"Hah!" Using his own fist, a weaker but more satisfying alternative, Josh dashed to the tree and sought to teach the guy a lesson. It landed, but instead of an expected cry, the pain was for himself. His face. It's stupidly hard, not to mention its rough and coarse texture, feeling suspiciously like the trunk of the tree behind him.

"I'm wood, retard."

Josh swung again, this time with Cydonia. The canine Stand caught the hand with its own. His knight kicked in response, but the root-like tendrils from the Stand's lower half wrapped around its leg.

"Bastard."

Using the force he absorbed from the flurry of fists earlier, Josh concentrated the energy to the knight's head. The blue marking on Cydonia's helmet glowed, and it tilted back for a supercharged headbutt.

The willow tree shook violently. He only smashed a hole in the trunk. The kid had turned himself into a collection of leaves, phasing through his attack from harm. When Cydonia pulled itself back, the dog Stand, still grabbing onto half of his limbs, unleash another barrage of punches using its free hand.

"ATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!" The kid formed back to his human state and shouted as his Stand pummeled the knight's head. Unlike the terrorist's wind genie, its strength was not enough to make the plates crack, but Josh was still able to feel the echoed collisions on his face, however weak it may be. When sensing its final blow, Josh let Cydonia raise its other free arm and saved his face from certain surgical expenses. The intricate patterns on the area it was hit glowed brightly, and Josh swung back, smashing its fist into the canine. As the usual rules of Stands apply, the shared impact also knocked the air of out its user's chest.

"Ugh!" He coughed, hitting into the trunk of the willow tree once again. Pressing the momentum to his advantage, Josh commanded his knight to return the favor. While it's unable to unleash its own barrage of punches, having used up its stored up energy from the headbutt earlier, several well-aimed hits would get the job done.

But he missed, as the kid's Stand carried its user away. Cydonia's fist crashed into the trunk of the poor willow tree, leaving a deep, fist-shaped mark. When he turned back around, Josh found him to be on the other side of the street.

"Not bad," he heard him say.

"I need my five dollars," Josh replied, his Stand hovering before him.

"And I need you to piss off from our school,"

The cool, October wind blew, and a red car sped past by, its engines roaring. Across the street, they glared at one another. Then the second dismissal bell rang. No students came rushing out of the entrance, as they had all cleared from the first bell long ago. As soon as it finished ringing, the kid's dog Stand palmed its hands together and discharged a volley of its razor-sharp leaves once again. Josh let his Stand cover him, raising an arm to shield his face.

When the attack was over, the kid was smiling. His Stand. It's gone.

It should be noted that it was a quite good timing to have nobody around them, because it would have been difficult to explain the willow tree getting uprooted and thrown at him.

"Oh what the hell!"

"「D-O Double G」 has been pulling it out underneath the ground this whole time!" The kid yelled from a safe distance. "You'll pay for—"

The tree flew towards him horizontally, taking up the entire street. Brushing by the parked cars and shuffling them out of their spots, the tree threatened to crush Josh in his suit of armor, almost seemed to demand vengeance from his mistreatment of it earlier. Bracing himself for the impact, Josh caught it with both of his hands, the ground scraping as he gets pushed down the street. Summoning the strength gained from his balanced and nutritious breakfast of American cereal and milk, his strained grunt slowly but steadily turned into a valiant shout, and the tree eventually was put to a stop, after having forced him more than twenty meters from where he was.

"God damn," he heard the kid say.

Josh flung it back.

The green canine immediately launched itself into action, wrapping the entirety of its body around the tree and dragging it down to the ground before it was able to crash into its user. It did not prepare itself for the two invisible strikes Cydonia launched, however.

"Oh shi—"

One missed, but the other blast of sheer momentum, concentrated from absorbing the falling tree, struck the kid in his stomach like a battering arm. He was blown all the back to another street before a fire hydrant stopped him.

Small wisps of blue smoke rose from the markings on the knight's arms, and Josh sheathed Cydonia away inside of himself as he walked up to the unconscious kid and fished out his five dollars, now wet and soggy from the spilling hydrant.

"Fuck." He cursed his unfortunate fate.

His Stand, interestingly enough, disappeared into the fallen tree, not back to its user. Josh held his bill up to the setting sun and hoped it would dry at least a tiny bit before it goes down.

The speakers began blaring.

"Joshua Jiu," It was a voice that he did not recognize. Deep and commanding, it ignored the physical limitations of the cheap sounding speakers. "We have found your backpack. Please come to Gym 1 to retrieve your belonging. Joshua Jiu, Gym 1."

He placed the money where it properly belonged and went back inside before anyone could see what they had done to the street. Just wait til the school hears about this. They don't have security cameras around, do they?

Stand name: D-O Double G

User: Miller Jackson

Appearance: A thinly built humanoid Stand with a knack for swimming through the ground, the head of D-O Double G strongly resembles that of a canine's, with the protruded nose and the two large ears. The lower half of its body consists of a complex arrangement of what appears to be plant roots. Its body depends on the environment it was summoned from, but the general form it appears in has its head shrouded by a foliage of willow tree leaves and a wild entanglement of vines on its body. Its left eye, bulbous and yellow, is always exposed.

Destructive Power: C

Speed: B

Range: A

Durability: C

Precision: A

Developmental Potential: B

Abilities:

Botanical Body – D-O Double G can only be summoned from a plant. It could be any kind, so long as it's within the approximate range of the user. When successfully manifested, its body will then be composed of the said plant. It also has the ability to temporarily turn its user's body as a plant.

Photosynthetic Regeneration – When bathed in sunlight, D-O Double G could heal itself, and by extension, its user, with astonishing speed and seemly no limitations. The speed of its healing is directly proportional to how much sunlight it receives.

Flora Manipulation – An unusual ability that Miller doesn't use often, D-O Double G is also able to greatly accelerate or decelerate the growth rate of a plant. It's something that makes gardeners around the world gnaw at their gloves with envy.

Notes: An elastic and flexible Stand which belonged to the JROTC cadet Miller Jackson, who represented the Dog of the Chinese Zodiac Club.