Years ago, MIO & Ritsu were playing chess together. Ritsu was still a Watcher, at the time, and she was curious about MIO, and how she was reintroducing Stands to this world.

"Curious, MIO… I have a question about Stands." She asked the vampire, "Out of all the ones you have created, which of them would you say is the weakest? I'd love to know… since Stands have been reintroduced… and the weakest from my teachers is the Stand, Jet Black Haru."

MIO responded to her, "For any pursuit in life, people should find an occupation that best fits their true personality. For example, a king shall become a king, a chef would feel like a chef, and so on. That is what it means to live. The same goes for Stands. Strength and weakness do not apply."

Ritsu said, "I must've misled you. I was thinking more of when little kids debate about who would win in a fight. You know, like Stone Cold Steve Austin or Dwayne The Rock Johnson…"

MIO paused and responded, "In that case… Jet Black Haru would fit as the 5th weakest Stand in the world… But if we're to choose overall abilities, the Stand User that uses Survivor is the weakest of them all. Its name means it's strong, but the ability isn't."

"Survivor? Tell me more."

She explained about Survivor:
"In 1982, in the Lorraine region of France, up to six hikers were on a distant hike. Sadly, they all perished. After a reconnaissance team was examining over where the tragedy occurred, they found a brutal conclusion. All six of the hikers killed each other, literally fighting to the death. They fought each other in so much force, they brutally shattered their bones. A tooth was knocked off one of the hikers, and was half-buried nearby. The damage was so horrible; even the winner (as he would call himself) was no worse for wear, either. He died soon after…"

MIO continued, "I found out later on that those people stayed in the hut, the night before… and had an altercation with the proprietor. One of the women cruelly insulted her. In fact, she told him that his body odor was vile, that she ignored him…"

"Is it safe to assume that the owner of the hut was a Stand User?"

"That's right. And what did the owner do? What was it that compelled those people to brutally fight each other to the death? The answer… … …is nothing at all. Well, nothing externally, at least… but deep within the recesses of his brain, he was slowly beginning to burn. Before much longer, that anger evolved enough to become a weak electric signal. The signal traveled around his nervous system, and flowed to the ground below. And that is Survivor. The electric signals that traverse into the ground, and consumed the six people into a massive rage. Of course, for it to work, water must conduct the power of the Stand. The electrical power to a nerve carried at any given time, measures a mere seven-hundredths of a volt. And that's how Survivor works. Its attacks feel nothing, know nothing, and do nothing. Not even objects would come close to it, like severely injuring or controlling people; not even weakening or knocking out people. Then it doesn't work that way. However, if it does make them mad, it awakens the combative instinct in the sublimic system of people's brains. It gets them a little, at first, and then it proliferates. Once the wench tells one of them that he smells, he drives the entire group into a bloody brawl; one that ends in chaos."

Ritsu pondered, "Earlier, you said that it's beyond anyone's control."

MIO stated, "It's an unusable Stand. It can't distinguish between enemies and allies. If there's infighting within your organization, then it falls apart."

"Then… May I have that? You don't need it. I thought I give it to someone else."

"Are you going to take the power and keep it in a disc? Not a bad idea… To each its own… and momentarily, the time must be nigh…"

Episode 12 - Chapter 4: Jailhouse Feng Shui!
Drake's Dream II: Return of the Dragon!

Last time, Farra was victorious over the violent Westwood. Steven Cooke and E.E. arrived to lend a hand. However, before they reunite with Krystle, they confront a man who knows Pale Snake too well. His name was Kenzou, he was an 89-year old geezer in a blue jumpsuit. He has shown interest in Steven Cooke, and honors his challenge as revenge from 11 years ago, the same day Pucci changed the world.

Steven said, "Well, if you know Pale Snake, you're my enemy. So, make with the duel, Kenzou. But I warn you, Hokuto Shinken is invincible." Steven and Kenzou prepared to fight each other.

Steven Cooke
Kenzou (Age: 89)
E.E.

In…

"DRAKE'S DREAM II:
Return of the Dragon"

Farra asked the 4th wall, "When did this turn into a Kung Fu Movie?"

Steven said, "Kenzou, I believe that you own everything for 11 years… that's why I will end you, and put you back in your cozy cell. There, you can live up to 110, for all I care."

Farra said to him, "Kenzou, know this…" She started to pose, flipping the double bird, "Can you do it American Style?" She held her left hand onto her chin, and the right hand below, both in a horizontal form, "Or the French way…" She pulled her eyelid down and added, "Or Japanese…" She stayed that pose and lifted her left hand up, "Or Italian Napoli style… Either way, they all have the same meaning in any language… Translation: Up yours."

Kenzou said, "Hm, a very shrewd woman you are… Once he's done, you're next."

Farra smirked, "Gladly!" Steven stated, "Stay back! It's my fight. I know you're trying to piss him off, and you failed… but he challenged me. Don't forget it."

Farra stated, "Believe me… I wanted a little more action, but this is too much. Plus, I think I'm still gassed from the last fight."

E.E. stopped her and said, "Wait! Save your strength! I'll fight him, first. I recognize him… He once challenged F.F., and lost. Being we are multiple beings inside a body, we have a code. 11 years ago… F.F., she died, for me…"

Farra said, "You know about him?"

"I sure did… I hear he once fought the late Jolyne Cujoh and Narc Anastasia… and lost. But he won't be lucky this time. Wish I knew what…"

Steven said, "He's all yours. But the minute you give out on him, I'll be the one that finishes this."

Kenzou nodded, "Very well… I see that you remind me of F.F., the one that I almost decapitated. But… Let's test that style." He held his hand out and summoned his Stand. It was a green Dragon Compass. The dragon spoke, "Direction falling southeast. 128 degrees, 30 minutes, 28 seconds."

This is Kenzou's Stand, Drake's Dream. His Stand has the ability to help Kenzou predict his every movement and evasive action. It is a Stand that acts as not only a compass, but also a fortune reader.

E.E. held its finger up and prepared to fire. Kenzou nodded, "Sweat… It's dripping down… and you'll open your mouth!"

E.E. fired, and the bullets missed him. He asked, "Do you wish to drown?"

E.E. said, "Drown? Don't be stupid. Water's my specialty." He kicked her in the mouth and said, "For someone like you, it takes about 5 to 7 minutes to die of drowning. Even for the trained swimmers. But that's assuming that there's oxygen inside your lungs. If one were to expel all of the oxygen in both lungs, then a human would drown instantly, without a few drops to spare!" He rammed his foot into her mouth, "Directly from your mouth, I damaged your 4th cervical spine! That contains the nerve that connects to your kidney! Your adrenal gland! It releases bodily fluid, much like motor oil onto the mucous membranes of your respiratory system! But it's only a few drops, so it'll feel like you're in a tsunami!"

E.E. was bloated, as Steven growled. Kenzou called, "And now, it's your turn. Do you see the skills that I possess, after losing to them, 11 years ago?" E.E. punctures herself, gushing the water out. She fired, but using Drake's Dream, he landed a swift kick, smashing her body through the railing's bars. She only went through. Kenzou barked, "I knew it… You're just like that other one I met."

Farra barked, "Shit! We gotta stop that geezer!" Steven said, "No. Knowing his past, we should reevaluate his style. He studies Kenpo, and can drown in one kick, but rather, the fact he was able to dodge bullets with ease was subtle." He explained, "Farra, the name rings a bell. Kenzou, a man that was once a prisoner, when Jolyne Cujoh was here. He's been imprisoned for 50 years… Guy drinks his own piss, and I never thought I'd run into a predictable old fossil."

Farra stated, "Now that you mention it… Asahi told me about him. He served life in prison, after he was arrested for killing 34 men and women, in autumn of 1969. I'm surprised that he still lives to this day. And wouldn't you know it… He's a Stand User, too."

"Moreover, Kenzou was once a leader of a cult. His cult members were killed in a mass sacrifice, and this old man survived. Bizarre part was… when the walls from the building fell, shielding himself from the burning debris, he was rescued. What was too bizarre is why and how he survived."

"Bugged if I know, Steven. E.E.'s got this."

Kenzou called, "I can see your strong points… I don't know who you are, but remind me of her. So I will finish you quickly. It makes no difference on how and when I'll kill you. This time, I won't miss. Because you're not even human, let alone you possess a Stand." Drake's Dream appeared and he said, "Now, let's go again."

"Facing southwest, 225 degrees, 0 minutes."

He zipped fast, as E.E. growled, "WHO IS HE? That guy is so fast that I cannot pin him down!"

Farra asked, "What the hell is that Dragon Compass for? That's his Stand?"

"Drake's Dream…" He said, "This must be his weakness."

"I wish I knew what it was…"

E.E. fired up and shot at the dragon, who was floating in an orb. But she missed.

"Nope!"
"Nice try!"
"Didn't hurt."
"Face forward!"
"It's not gonna hit me anyways!"

She shot at the head, and Drake's Dream bellowed, "How pathetic! The one you have to end is the old fart, not me! I'm neutral! Personally, I cannot interfere in this battle."

Kenzou lunged forward, and then swung hard. E.E. ducked and landed a barrage of punches. He called, "Now, I enter the dragon!" he swung his arms out and dropped a vicious left leg hook. E.E. goes down. She snarled, "That dragon… You have a teacher in this battle, do you?"

The Dragon barked, "Shut up! I already know what will happen next! Well,not that I can see anything else coming, but–." Kenzou stopped him, "Don't say unnecessary things! You talk too much! I thought you were on the neutral side!"

"Look, old man! You lost before, and you'll lose again! It's not fair you're keeping everything to yourself! Tell her!" The doors suddenly closed, and one of them smashed a bloated prisoner's head into a melon. E.E. gasped, and was impaled by a shard of glass. "HAHA! Right where I want you!"

He slashed at her, but she avoided it. Steven said, "Feng Shui… I get it now. He was in an unlucky spot."

"Fung chew?" Farra huffed, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's fortune telling. His feet do the movement, and the dragon Stand guides him. This art is known as a famous form for divination, like astrology or reading the tarot. In reality, it's NOT fortune telling. For example, feng shui is used to see the good and bad areas that lie in a piece of land, homes, and even rooms. If the land or home is pointing towards the unlucky position, it will negatively affect their wealth, health, and even their own well-being. This man is dubbed 'The Feng Shui Assassin'."

"Damn… This guy's a freak…" They waited, as E.E. and Kenzou's feud continued.

He called out, "Feng Shui is my ultimate attack!" E.E. groaned, "I see… I'm surprised that you lived to get revenge. But I'm not done!"

She fired, as she aimed at Kenzou. But he was shot, "AAAGH! Come back, dragon!"

"Hey, not too close! You went to an unlucky area!"

"Some things never change!" E.E. smirked, "But being that you are still alive, after everything F.F. has done, I'll do him the favor! And because of you, you'd still lose!"

Kenzou sighed, "I used to be… a great leader… over 30,000 followers, preaching to my side. But ever since I came to that prison, my life changed to one of scorn. They laughed at me. Scorned me. I was even treated like an old fool who was a pedophile… or a degenerate scumbag… 50 years… 50 long years… my glory days… My glory day! I was crowned by glory, half a century ago! And in 40 of these years, I was the winner! But to lose again, after a decade, it won't happen again! My reason for Feng Shui is that I survived the fire, and my Stand ability came to help me! And it starts BY KILLING YOU, YOU ABOMINATION!"

He dashed forward, and E.E. made a run for it. Farra gasped, "WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"

"A drink!" E.E. called, as she reached for the hose. Drake's Dream said, "Sorry, I wouldn't do that, if I were you."

Kenzou dove in and cried, "You won't live to hydrate yourself, any longer!"

"Feeble old man…" She swung the hose like a lasso, and he gasped, "WHAT?" It grabbed his ankles, and E.E. called, "I remember everything now… You never learn, even in defeat! REMEMBER THIS?"

He was flung to the electric chair and gasped, "AAAGH! NO! NOT THE CHAIR!" he was instantly strapped in, and E.E. called, "While you were busy studying your feng shui style, you were already drenched by my water! And guess what?"

She threw the switch down, and Kenzou was electrocuted completely. She stopped, as he was fried black. He groaned, as Steven said, "Well, that's one less cultist."

"What a quickie…" Farra responded, "Anticlimactic, but then again, he has lost, over a decade ago."

"Cuff him."

"Uhhh, he's dead."

"No… I sense a small amount of air inside him. He's not much left… but…" He approached him and said, "You can get up, old man. You face ME now, as promised…" He called out, "E.E., get out of the way. He's still alive, but he can barely move on his own…"

Kenzou slowly got up and groaned, "You… I want my revenge… for those that Pale Snake wants dead! I will reach godhood by ending the man that wrought despair!"

Steven said to Farra, "Grab E.E. and leave… This one's mine."

"Sure, but do you mind how am I gonna do that, while he's lethal with his rubber body?"

"No idea…" he said, as he was calm.

Kenzou flew up and cried, "This meets your end, Fist of the North Star!" Farra dodged out of the way.

Steven prepared, but he was swatted down by his rapid kicks. They exchanged blows, as Kenzou avoided each strike, "You're good, for a sadist pushing 90."

"You think this is inevitable, Steven Cooke? I will show you my true skills! My plans for killing you haven't changed! Hokuto Shinken loses to Feng Shui Assassination!"

KAPOW! WHAM!
He was pinned down, as Kenzou cried, "One more blow, and it's the end for you! Your bad fortune is an absolute reality! You didn't even strike me once! No matter what attack I use, you cannot evade it! And thus, your death is imminent!"

Steven lifted his arms up and struck, but Kenzou smacked his foot into Steven's mouth. He flew up and cried, "YES! I WIN! I beat the Fist of the North Star! Bow down before the man who ended the legend Steven Cooke!"

CLANG!
He hit his head on the pole, and held onto the railing. He moaned, "Ouch…"

Steven Cooke kipped up, and Kenzou gasped, "What? How did he? He's still alive? I hit him, didn't I, Drake's Dream! My instant death kick connected, and you have to confirm it! My Feng Shui Assassination is definite and true! SPEAK UP, DRAGON!"

"Well, yeah, it smashed into him!" Drake's Dragon said.

"But why? Why is he still alive? Don't tell me it's Jolyne Cujoh all over again!"

"Yeah… about that… this guy isn't Jolyne Cujoh OR Narc Anastasia. He has no Stand."

"Like before, with that pink-haired man's Diver Drive! Darn it, I should've killed the blonde, when she was wide open! She already got injured!" Steven approached him, as he gasped, "AH! Quick, Dragon! Tell me the safe direction–! Huh?" He fell, as the dragon said, "You idiot! How many times must I tell you to not let go!"

"NOOOO! You're drifting away! Save me, dragon! Tell me my safe direction and hurry up! WHY? WHY, DRAGON! TELL ME!"

"Here we go again… It's not me that is drifting away. You are! You have no one to blame but yourself, moron!"

CRUSH!
Kenzou landed on his legs, and they were crushed. But then…
SPROING!
He flew up, and he cried, "Wha–? No, not again! DRAGON!"

He started to bounce around and cry out, "HELP! DRAGON! STOP THIS CRAZY THING!"

"How can I? You're getting away from me! I can't help you!"

Steven nodded, "Idiot. He doesn't know me at all…"

Cut back to earlier, as Kenzou was about to finish Steven Cooke off…

Steven prepared, but he was swatted down by his rapid kicks. They exchanged blows, as Kenzou avoided each strike, "You're good, for a sadist pushing 90."

"You think this is inevitable, Steven Cooke? I will show you my true skills! My plans for killing you haven't changed! Hokuto Shinken loses to Feng Shui Assassination!"

KAPOW! WHAM!
He was pinned down, as Kenzou cried, "One more blow, and it's the end for you! Your bad fortune is an absolute reality! You didn't even strike me once! No matter what attack I use, you cannot evade it! And thus, your death is imminent!"

Steven lifted his arms up and struck, "HOKUTO! THE WORLD!" Time suddenly stopped, as he concentrated on his feet. "He may be a sadistic old fool, but I refuse to kill him. Let's see how long he suffers from past demons…"

JAB!
He jabbed his right foot with his left hand and responded, "Good… Once he lands in my mouth, it's all over." He kneeled, "Time resumes flow! You lose, old man!"

Time resumed, and Kenzou smacked his foot into Steven's mouth. He flew up and cried, "YES! I WIN! I beat the Fist of the North Star! Bow down before the man who ended the legend Steven Cooke!"

Steven watched on, "By jabbing your pressure point on your foot, the bones you have in your legs will bounce around like a spring."

Dragon cried, "Wait a sec… You kicked Steven Cooke, and it suddenly broke your legs! It was like in a split-second! Incidentally, look at your legs. Did something happen to them?"

Kenzou cried, "No!" he looked at his curled up legs and cried, "NOOOOOOO! WHAT DID YOU DO? CURSE YOU, STEVEN COOKE! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?"

"I can say… Steven Cooke gives his blessings to Narc Anastasia. Remember his name?" Kenzou gasped, as he said, "How Steven Cooke did it was different. I have the ability to stop time, and can easily top your feng shui assassination skills. I took the liberty of rearranging your injured legs, from 11 years ago, and remodeled them into springs. One punch to your foot, and both your legs are now like rubber spaghetti. Like I said, Hokuto Shinken is invincible, and can even stop feng shui freaks… like you."

"OH NO! Not again! What did he do to me? MY LEGS!" he slipped down and bounced around the room. He screamed, as he flew around, "NO! YAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Farra smiled, "Same old Steven. Wherever he goes, calamity ensues with his enemies. Kenzou has no pain, and he turned his legs into functional springs. Steven Cooke isn't Jolyne Cujoh nor Narc Anastasia. The old bastard fell to the youth… in all forms."

Kenzou cried, "He spared nothing, even my hips! Give me my safe direction, Dragon!"

Steven kicked the bucket to him and said, "Now, the fun part."

CRASH!
Kenzou crashed into the bucket, stuffing his entire body inside. He gagged and moaned, as Steven said, "By the way, enjoy life in solitary confinement, literally. Don't worry. You won't feel a thing, once I rearrange your padded cell."

He carried the bucket away, as Drake's Dream concluded, "Direction: northeast, and your lucky color's cerulean blue. But the bad news is… you ran out of chances again. Even after eleven years since your last misfortune, disaster befalls you."

As Steven Cooke put the Feng Shui Assassin back in his cell, stuffed in a bucket, so ended Kenzou, once of the last survivors of 2011, the era of Green Dolphin, and sole remnant of Pale Snake's army.

[Kenzou (Age: 89) – Drake's Dragon: BEYOND RECOVERY (and this time, we mean it!)]

(The End)

Miz-K NOTE: And a round of applause for Kenzou from "Stone Ocean", ladies and gentlemen!
The audience applauded, as one of the original JoJo villains was defeated, again…

Farra sighed, "Looks like that wraps this Fucken-Shrew… I can't say Feng Shui!"

Guccio meanwhile, was running off. He was stopped by a huge man in orange, who said, "Hey you!"

Guccio stammered, "W-w-w-what? Oh, it's you…"

He grabbed his shoulder and asked, "Why are those two guards helping these two inmates escape? Answer me!" Guccio started to gag and contort.

SNAP!
His entire rib cage popped out and snapped off his right arm, like a bear trap. He screamed in agony, as he was locked up by Guccio's skeletal snare. He bawled, as his left arm was ripped off clean.

"AAAAAAAAAGH! MY ARM! WHA–? WHAT DID HE DO TO ME? MOMMY! MOMMY IT HURTS!"

[Guccio - Survivor: BEYOND RECOVERY (by the looks of it)]

Steven and Farra went outside, as Krystle and Buttercup were waiting. He said, "Thank goodness… You two find that bone. We'll head back and clean up. But there's no telling when Pale Snake will attack us again."

Krystle said, "He's after me. You are just in the way, but I have a feeling you somehow cheesed him so much that he remembers you."

Farra replied, "Oh, yes. We have problems of our own. And like it or not, we need more intel on Pale Snake, before we plan on springing you guys out."

Krystle said, "Thanks." E.E. said, "Come on. I'll stay and find out what is happening… You go on ahead."

She walked off, as Farra said, "Now all that's left is to find the bone…" Krystle pointed out, "I think it went that way."

Buttercup said, "We better hurry."

She raced off, as Farra said, "I'll go with you." Krystle stated, "NO! This is on me. If I let you go with me, you'd be in Pale Snake's range."

Steven said, "She's right. You stay with me. Even so… that bone may be resulting in the trees in the area."

Farra replied, "Good thinking. Okay, good luck to you."

They departed, as Krystle went to get the bone. She and Buttercup found him, the inmate that has the bone. Buttercup said, "There he is!"

Krystle said, "Be prepared…"

The man was shaken, as he muttered, "So cool… So cool… feeling energized." They went closer, but his face started to contort. Krystle gasped, "What the hell?"

His back started to morph his spine, while he was under sunlight. His jaw was unhinged, and his eyeballs started to sprout. They gasped, as Krystle cried, "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?"

"This… This prisoner… It's becoming a tree, like the rest…" Buttercup gasped, "Stay away from it… That thing…" Every prisoner that was brawling each other was morphing into trees. It was thanks to Survivor, the weakest Stand.

Krystle thought, "This is bad… If only I can grab that bone… but what is it?" She saw a huge pod inside the tree and asked, "What is this?"

She peeked inside and called, "Buttercup! Look!" She was sprouting leaves on her face, as Buttercup yelled, "KRYSTLE, GET AWAY!" She pulled her back, as they went behind the shade. Buttercup thought, "The sunlight. That must be the source of the people turning into trees! And it somehow got Krystle!"

"What the hell was that for?" Krystle barked.

Buttercup said, "I'm sorry… but I cannot let you go near it. Your body may be producing flowers… but…"

"So, you're saying I'm cursed, too?"

"Maybe… Bet it's the bone." Buttercup remarked, "I think we need to wait until sunset… or night, and then we grab the bone."

"No… I'm going after the pod. Then I rush back to you, and avoid being a friggin' tree." She thought, "Whatever that is, I'm picking it up, because I already have one…" She found it, and then she gasped, "THERE IT IS! It's… It's a baby… inside a pod… I can see something coming through from behind…"

She reached for it and gasped in horror, "It's alive!" The baby opened its red eyes. She thought, "So… I bet that's what Pale Snake wants… This weird little fruit baby is really the bone… But why did it evolve and grow? Nevertheless, this baby is of utmost importance… and I refuse to give it to Pale Snake."

She grabbed the pod and said, "Buttercup, hide in the shade, and hurry!" They ran off, as Buttercup yelled, "YOU'RE GRABBING THAT GREEN BABY?!" Krystle said, "The sooner we find somewhere away from sunlight, the better. We wait until dark, and hide in the wetlands."

They waited for the sun to set, but E.E. found them. "There you are! I was worried about you two!"

Krystle said, "Never mind that. We have to escape… I don't know what's going on, but we need a safe place, away from Pale Snake."

E.E. gasped, "What the–?" She said, "Okay… I'll see what I can do. But there are guards that are surrounding the area. You better be fast about it."

Krystle nodded, "Right."

XXXXX

Farra and Steven, along with some armed guards, were handling the mess in the Punishment Ward. The entire area was strewn with grown trees, from the corpses of the dead inmates that suffered.

Farra was disgusted, "What a mess…"

One guard said, "Indeed… Who the hell would leave this place as a mess, with so many trees here?"

Farra stated, "Well, granted… We are underground, but not even I can decipher this. Hell of a report, if any of us would believe it." She thought, "Oblivious to the end… I'm surprised that these poor schmucks still live…"

The guards, Steven, and Farra gathered, as they were searching the area. They found a man in orange, as Steven said, "Found one."

One guard asked, "Who is he?"

"ME10467… Named DnG." Steven said, "He lost blood and a left arm… but he'll manage."

Farra stated, "Get the rest in body bags! Any moving inmates must be treated, before it's too late!"

"Yes, ma'am!" The guards called.

The guards and Aces gathered the inmates. But all the while…

Ritsu was leaning by the doorway, as she was tired out, "359… 367… 373… 379… 383… 389… 397… That is it for the three hundreds. 401… 409…" She thought, "Since DnG is bleeding out, he doesn't have much time left. It means one thing… Krystle Giese got out alive… And the massive amount of grown wood, it must've been MIO's bone that caused all this." She counted more prime numbers and thought, "Truly, MIO's bone was able to manipulate the inmates, to instigate a movement, beyond imagination…"

"Excellent… Simply breathtaking! We should celebrate that this has finally begun. For many years, I've waited for this moment! Anything and everything DnG saw here, I should remove it at once, while I can." DnG, the same guy in orange was unconscious by the blood loss, and his lost arm.

She went to the corpse of Survivor, as she said, "Well, well… Survivor's Guccio. Though it seems you've witnessed none of the action, I still believe something special was born from all those plants. Wouldn't you agree that birth warrants rejoicing? And that… will soon belong to me." She reached for a CD of her own, "Do you want to know the definition of true happiness?" She pulled it out and prepared to insert it into the corpse's head. "When you hold heaven in your hands… We must praise. What has been born unto us, as it is heaven, embodied. A new world has opened up, and I will be at the vanguard of it!"

The corpse's head lifts up, and the CD plays. It played Hallelujah, and Ritsu was conducting it, like he was a CD stereo. She was in bliss, as she was conducting, "Wonderful! Give due praise to this deep emotion. Ah… Handel's exquisite "Messiah", a time-honored masterpiece!" She said, as she succumbed to the music, "How fitting… A perfect piece. As if the sounds themselves were aglow. It's oft been said that Handel continued to play this, his own magnum opus, until the day before his death…"

Farra watched from afar and huffed, "What the hell is wrong with this priest?"

Steven said, "Get the survivors to Medical Ward. We'll question this guy, once we arrive."

One guard asked, "What about the others that escaped?"

Steven said, "We'll go look for them. We may need some of you."

"Right! We're at your service, Freelance Agent Cooke!" A second guard said.

Steven thought, "We know Krystle's fled to find the bone… We'll hold off the guards, until she returns." He called out, "Alright, let's go!"

Steven and Farra left, alongside the guards, as DnG was being helped up in the ambulance. Ritsu whispered, "They're gone. I'll deal with these two, later. For now… I have to remove the memories from DnG, before he wakes up."

A guard in green hair was watching over him, and suddenly pulled out a gun on its finger. Ritsu gasped, "That… What the–? Wait… That face…"

It was E.E. in disguise, as she aimed at DnG's head, "I know what you're thinking… Should I fire 3 or 4 F.F. Bullets? Users of auto-pursuit Stands are defenseless… The risk you took, do you feel lucky now?"

Ritsu cried, as she tossed a disc, "DAMMIT! I KNEW IT! THAT'S E.E.! TRAITOR! SHE'S AFTER DnG!"

She fired, but the guard stopped her. She kicked him in the jaw, breaking it, and roared, "DAMN! A disc! Shit! Pale Snake is here! And the others have left! But who threw that disc to the guard?"

"479… 487… 491… 499…" Ritsu appeared, as she glared, "I should've known you'd betray them, just to kill DnG. How troublesome."

"No way…" E.E. gasped, "He threw it? The Priest?!"

"I'm curious… if you are here to kill DnG, unceremoniously, then it's obvious that you're letting Krystle Giese get away, right?"

"It can't be…" E.E. whispered, "This cannot be happening. He's Pale Snake?!"

"How fortuitous to actually kill him, before he unleashes his Stand… I would've killed him myself, if you didn't intervene."

E.E. cried, "Don't tell me… The User of Pale Snake. All this time, it was really…"

Ritsu grinned, "And just what will you do, even if I was Pale Snake? Killing DnG will be your only objective, or will you shift to me first? Just so you know, I'm not solely the one in charge of this."

"Bastard!" E.E. shouted, "I knew it! The User of Pale Snake was YOU! Father Ritsu!"

To be continued…