I apologize for the delay, I had gotten busy!
"Your Stand has an outstanding speed, but you say you'll kill me before the clock strikes twelve? You seem to have quite an ego as well, Mr...?"
"Polnareff. Let me introduce myself, I'm Jean Pierre Polnareff." The Frenchman said.
"I appreciate the introduction, however..."Avdol destroyed the table with his Stand.
He snapped his fingers and the table with the fire tumbled over. The flames went up, surrounding the table.
"Monsieur Polnareff, I hope you don't think my flames only burn upward or from the wind. I can control fire as I wish, hence, Magician's Red." Avdol told the Frenchman.
Polnareff scoffed. "Fire is what began life itself. I should have expected as much from Magician's Red since it represents the beginnings of all things! And yet you speak of ego?" He raised up his arm and opened his hand, revealing five coins.
"This swordsmanship of mine..." He tossed the coins in the air. "...Is this mere ego?!" With his Stand, Silver Chariot, captured all coins with one strike.
Everyone was astonished from this.
"He stabbed through all five coins in a single strike!" Joseph said in shock.
"No Old Man, take a closer look at it." Jotaro said.
Noriko gasped as she saw what Jotaro meant. "No way!"
Avdol frowned. "Hmph. So I see. He's even cut a flame between each coin.
Polnareff smirked. "I'm glad you know what this means, Monsieur Avdol."
"I'm far from being egotistical! My Stand can slash the very air and create gaps between nothingness and nothingness! It even has the power to sever fire. That's why your flames are useless against my Silver Chariot!"
Diminishing his Stand, the coins fell to the floor and he walked over to the entrance.
"The card behind my Stand, Chariot, stands for conquest and victory. I have no issue in defeating you in this cramped little room but is not your flame ability better suited for a wide-open space, Avdol? Defeating you at your best would be worthy against my Stand." Polnareff stated.
"All of you, follow me outside, where I'll slice you up one by one!" He ordered.
They arrived to a strange location that none of them recognize except Noriko.
"What the hell is this?!" Joseph asked.
"It's Tiger Balm Garden, Mr. Joestar." Noriko responded.
"Tiger Balm Garden?"
Noriko nodded, "It was created back in 1935 by Aw Boon Haw, who became a millionaire by selling his curative Tiger Balm. Because of the bright colors and strangely carved animals, it became the number one spot in Hong Kong." She informed.
"Enough chit-chat and follow me!" Polnareff demanded as he kept walking up the stairs.
Once at the top of the stairs, there was an arena-like area. It was spacious enough for both Stand users to battle.
Polnareff turned around, "Allow me to make a prediction on how will this go..."
"Go ahead." Avdol said.
"First, Avdol, you will be destroyed by your own Stand's power." Polnareff declared with a smirk with his Stand appearing behind him.
Avdol narrowed his eyes.
"Avdol..." Jotaro said as he approached the Fortune-Teller.
Avdol looked over at the delinquent. "Don't worry Jotaro, I won't need help. As he said before, in an open space like this, I can use my Stand to the fullest."
He summons Magician's Red and both Stand users stare at each other for a moment.
"Come on!" Silver Chariot charged at Magician's Red, swinging his sword at it.
"Come on! Come on! Come on!" Silver Chariot kept swinging his sword at the flaming bird Stand. Magician's Red kept dodging the blade with his arms crossed.
"What's wrong?! You're not going to spit those flames of yours?!" Polnareff provoked. "If not, I'll finish you right now!"
Silver Chariot began to rapidly swing its sword.
"Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!"
Magician's Red shot multiple fireball projectiles at Silver Chariot. The swordsman Stand hit the fireballs with a single strike, throwing back at a statue. The statue formed into Magician's Red, mocking the Fortune-Teller.
Everyone gasped as Polnareff smirked.
Joseph clutched his fist. "Dammit! He's just playing around. He carved a statue of Magician's Red while he was attacking!"
Polnareff tilted his head back with a chuckle. "Not bad, hehehe, you fit perfectly well in garden, Magician's Red." He taunted.
Avdol closed his eyes as his Stand began sucking up the particles of flames in its mouth.
Polnareff narrowed his eyes at the man, "Hrm. You're going to unleash your full power at last..." He muttered. "Interesting...Bring it on!"
Joseph raised his brows as he knew was about going to happen.
"Hey! We need to hide behind something! Avdol is going to use that move or we'll get burned!" Joseph warned as he ran behind a rock.
"What are you talking about, Old Man?" Jotaro queried as he and Noriko followed the elder Joestar.
"CROSSFIRE HURRICANE!"
Flaming Ankh's projectiles launched towards Polnareff.
"Is this the best you can do?! I told you my swordsmanship can create gaps of nothingness where I slice the air, which I'll use to cut your flames in half!" Polnareff declared.
Silver Chariot deflected the attack back at Avdol.
The flames engulfed both user and Stand.
"Mr. Avdol!" Noriko cried out.
"Avdol! His flames are so intense that it's burning him and his Stand alive!" Joseph shouted.
"Fwahaha! As I predicted! You will die by your own flames, Avdol!"
Avdol lifted his head up and glared at the Frenchman. He charged Magician's Red at him.
Polnareff smirked, "Good grief, one last pathetic gasp? This is clearly hard to watch, just die already!"
Silver Chariot slashed the Stand across but the Frenchman noticed something was wrong.
Polnareff shook his head as he glanced at Magician's Red.
"What the hell was that?!" He queried.
Suddenly he was now engulfed by the flames.
"What?! This is impossible! How can his own Stand injure me after the moment of its own destruction?!" He wondered.
"That's a dummy you bastard!" Joseph stated as he pointed at the statue Polnareff had just attacked.
"Your eyes were obscured by the flames." Avdol said as he stood back up. "Your Silver Chariot only succeeded in slicing through the statue it carved earlier!"
Polnareff widened his eyes.
"Perhaps you should've taken my word when I told you that I can control my flames at will. The flames that you blew back towards the statue melted its joints and caused it to move. The one defeated by his own stand was you, Polnareff!"
"And now..." He narrowed his eyes. "... Enjoy another helping of my Crossfire Hurricane!"
"TAKE THIS! CROSSFIRE HURRICANE!"
Polnareff was blown away as he screamed in pain from the attack.
"You're ten years younger too young to challenge a Fortune-Teller in a battle of predictions!" Avdol noted with a smirk.
"Avdol's Crossfire Hurricane has incredible power." Joseph commented.
"His Stand must've melted in the face of such an attack! He's done for!"
"That's one hell of a burn. I'm betting he's dead or wishes he was. He'll be lucky if he survived that, actually, no that'll be bad luck." Jotaro remarked.
Noriko turned around, "Even if he's alive, he'll be in bed for months. His Stand is in shambles and it cannot fight." She said.
"Now, Mr. Joestar." Avdol walked over to the group with his hands together against his chest. "Let us continue on our journey to Egypt."
As they walked down the stairs, Silver Chariot's armor exploded and Polnareff was launched high up in the air.
"What the hell is going on?! His Stand just exploded into pieces and was thrown into the sky!" Joseph stated.
Polnareff opened his eyes.
"He flew up in the air while still lying down!" Noriko said.
"BRAVO!" Polnareff said as he applauds. "OH, BRAVO MONSIEUR!"
"That's impossible!"
"H-How can this be?!"
"He's not even hurt!"
"If you look closely, his burns are minor. But how the hell is he still floating in the air like that?" Jotaro said last.
Polnareff chuckled, "Look with your inner eye and see the truth!"
Silver Chariot was now more visible, holding up the Frenchman.
Avdol gasped in shock. "I-It's h-his..."
Polnareff flipped over and landed on both of his feet.
"You see? This is my Stand, Silver Chariot without its armor!" Polnareff stated.
"You seem surprised." Polnareff said. "It would be dishonorable of me to defeat you before I explain my previous move to you. It's only fair, after all."
"Will you allow me the honor of explaining it?" He asked.
Avdol nodded, "Very well. Let us hear your explanation." He said as he took a few steps forward.
Polnareff placed both hands on his hips. "My Stand didn't tear apart and disappear. My Silver Chariot wears protective armor. That is what my Stand removed. Your flames only burned the armor, which is why I escaped with only minor burns."
He looked to side with full confidence, "And since its armor is gone, is much faster than before!" He stated.
"Did any of you even saw a glimpse of my Stand when it launched me in the air? Indeed, that's how fast my Stand is now!"
Avdol crossed his arms. "Hmm. I see...because of its heavy armor, it was forced to take the brunt of my Crossfire Hurricane." He then got in a stance. "However, you're at a much vulnerable state. Since it lacks proper protection, if I were to attack again, it may not survive!"
"Oui! It may be." Polnareff said with a smug smirk as he crossed his arms. "But that's impossible!"
"Impossible? We shall see about that."
"But first let me show you something that would really freak the hell out of you!"
"Oh? Please do."
In an instant, Silver Chariot duplicated itself, revealing several clones of the Stand.
The Crusaders jaw dropped in shock.
"What the devil?! He has six...no seven Stands in total!" Joseph pointed out.
"But how is that even possible when you can only have one Stand per user?!" Noriko inquired.
"It appears I've succeeded." Polnareff grinned. "These are after-images!" He chuckled.
"A whole army of Stand after-images to fool your sight and hearing. Your senses won't be able to follow their movement."
"How do you like my swordsmanship now, Avdol!" Silver Chariot and the after-images charged at Magician's Red.
Avdol frowned, "RED BIND!"
Rope-like Flames launched at the after-images but the clones would disappear before they could get hit.
Polnareff laughed as his Stand and the after-images reappeared behind him.
"And just as I finished saying, you won't stand a chance keeping up with it! Your flames will only keep attacking the images instead of the real thing!"
"AAAAH! TAKE THIS!" Avdol charged forward and unleashed his Red Bind again.
"Striking randomly now, Avdol?" Polnareff crossed his arms. "Desperation isn't a good look on you my dear Avdol!" He quipped.
"At this rate he'll exhaust himself." Noriko commented.
"CROSSFIRE HURRICANE!"
The fortune-teller missed again and created a hole on the ground from his attack.
Polnareff waved his finger, "Non, non, non, non! Have you learned nothing at all today?! That was another after-image! Your attacks will not work on my Stand, you'll just keep making holes on the ground!"
"Why don't you just give up already?! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON!"
Silver Chariot and the after-images charged at Avdol and carved Ankh symbols on his face.
Avdol was pashed a few feet away as he groaned from the pain.
"Avdol!" Jotaro shouted.
"Such precision...His Stand's ability is impressively well-trained at great length!" Avdol remarked.
"I've trained for ten years for personal reasons..." Polnareff stated and lifted up a hand. "Now, shall we hurry and finish this? My next move will finish you."
"That's very noble of you to reveal your attack. You're quite honorable." Avdol said. "You've inspired me; thus, I too will reveal my next attack as a return."
Polnareff narrowed his eyes. "Oh?" He crossed his arms.
"My Crossfire Hurricane comes in more varieties than the one you've already seen." Avdol explained. "As you already saw, they're Ankh shaped flame, but it may not remain whole. I am capable of separating it to let the pieces fly independently!"
Flames circle around the fortune-teller and rise up.
"CROSSFIRE HURRICANE SPECIAL! Can you dodge this?!"
Avdol's flaming Ankh's divided into multiple pieces, lunging at Polnareff.
"IT'S NO USE AVDOL!"
Polnareff's Stand and the clones circle around him to block the attack.
"It's no good! His Stands are in a circular formation!" Joseph said.
"It's like he thought everything out!" Noriko said.
"NAIVE! NAÏVE! NAÏVE! NAÏVE! NAÏVE! NAÏVE! NAÏVE! SO VERY NAÏVE! I'LL USE YOUR POWER AGAINST YOU JUST AS I DID BEFORE!"
"SLICE IT AND HURL IT BACK!"
Before Polnareff could strike, one of the flaming Ankh's exploded beneath him.
"WHAT?!"
The Frenchman was thrown up into the sky and plummeted to the ground while burning.
Avdol kneeled down to the ground, he was in front of the hole he had made earlier when he missed his attack on Silver Chariot.
"That's the hole he made earlier from his flames! I get it now! It makes sense! He first shot was a set up and nothing more! He then used the tunnel to heat it more with his Crossfire Hurricane!" Joseph concluded.
"Like I said, I'm capable of dividing my flames into multiple attacks." Avdol said as he stood back up.
Polnareff attempted to get up but flopped back to the ground. He lifted his head and saw Avdol standing before him holding a knife.
The Fortune-Teller threw it on the ground in front of Polnareff.
"Burning is a painful way to meet one's death." Avdol told him. "Take the dagger and end it while you can." He turned around and began walking back to the others.
Polnareff grabbed the dagger and raised his arm, aiming at Avdol. Changing his mind, he placed it under his neck but placed it back down on the ground.
"I was too conceited..." He admitted. "I didn't think his flames were a match against my swordsmanship..."
He laid his head down, "Heh, I'll die honorably burning to death. Since he defeated me, I'll accept my fate out of respect. Ending my own life would be dishonorable." He closed his eyes.
Avdol immediately turns around and snapped his fingers. The flames disappeared from the Frenchman.
Noriko and Jotaro smile from his action.
"I see now you truly are a chivalrous man." Avdol complimented as he approached him.
"You chose to not even attack me with the dagger while my back was turned." He crouched down, turning over Polnareff. "You have remained honorable despite your orders from Dio." He lifted the Frenchman's head. "You don't deserve to die. Something has to be the cause of all this." He parted the man's hair and found the flesh-bud.
"Jojo!" Avdol looked over at Jotaro.
"Got it." The delinquent replied, summoning Star Platinum.
Joseph cringed from seeing the flesh bud's tentacles all over the place while Jotaro was in the process of removing it.
"Eugh! Those tentacles are gross!" Joseph tried to look away. "Jotaro hurry up and get the flesh bud out!"
"Shut the hell up, Gramps!" Jotaro said.
Once the flesh bud was removed and disintegrated from the sunlight, Joseph kneeled down next to the Frenchman.
"Now that the flesh-bud is remove, we can be bud-dies! Get it?" Joseph chuckled at it own joke.
Jotaro sighed, "Noriko, doesn't it piss you off when idiots make a shitty pun?"
Noriko chuckled, "Well it depends what they said."
Next Day
Noriko treated both Avdol and Polnareff's wounds from their battle when they had returned to the hotel. When it was the next day, they checked out the hotel, leaving the Frenchman behind.
The Crusaders followed behind Mr. Joestar as he led them down the harbor.
"The boat we chartered from the Speedwagon Foundation yesterday should be here by now." Joseph said as he looked around.
They stopped when their eyes landed on a muscular man with tall silver hair.
"Polnareff?" Noriko asked.
"What is it that you need, Polnareff?" Avdol queried.
"I never thanked you properly for freeing me from Dio's mind control." Polnareff answered.
"You should thank this young gentleman here, Jojo, for that." Avdol turned his head at the delinquent.
"Don't bother, I don't need your thanks." Jotaro said flatly.
Avdol scoffed, "It appears no one will accept your thanks."
Polnareff cringed. He then closed his eyes and reopened them. "As you wish, I have no desire to come off heavy handed. But I'm not quite finish here." He lifted up a hand and approached Joseph.
"Monsieur Joestar, I have a bizarre question to ask you."
"A bizarre question?" Joseph placed a hand under his chin.
"Pardon my curiosity, but I noticed yesterday in the restaurant you never took your gloves off especially when we were eating. You left hand wouldn't appear to be a right hand under that glove, is it?"
"What the-? That is a bizarre question." Joseph observed both his hands. "But my left hand a right hand? What are you hoping to find out through all this?"
Polnareff narrowed his eyes. "I'm searching for the man who murdered my younger sister." He replied.
Everyone widened their eyes.
"I've never seen his face but I do know he has two right hands instead of one of each."
Joseph removed his gloved, revealing his robotic-prosthetic hand.
"I lost my hand from a battle fifty-years ago."
Polnareff closed his eyes and glanced down. "Pardon my rudeness, I'm sorry."
"Do you mind telling us exactly what happened?" Joseph asked.
Polnareff nodded and turned around, walking closer to the ocean.
"It's been three years now..."
France
1985
It was a cold rainy day in a small-country side village in France. Sherry Polnareff was walking down the road from her school with a friend.
"So Sherry, what are your plans for today?" The friend asked.
"Well, I have to cook dinner for my older brother as usual and do some homework. I need to also study for our exams tomorrow. Jean doesn't like it when I have a failing grade on anything." Sherry said with a smile.
"Darn it! I had forgotten about the exams!" The friend scolded herself as she stomped the ground with her foot.
"We can study together at my house, Ambre. I'll even cook dinner for you and I'm sure my big brother would like company. He loves to socialize." Sherry said.
"Sure, I would like to come over."
Both girls stop as they saw a man standing on the side of the road with his back turned. Instead of the rain landing on him it was going around him as if he were protected by an invisible shell.
"Sherry do you see that? It looks like the rain is going around him. He's completely dry!" Ambre whispered to Sherry as she began to worry. "Not only that but I see two right hands instead of one!"
"Let's go to another route-GYAH!" The girl's chest was slashed across.
"A-AMBRE!" Sherry shouted as she watched her friend collapse to the ground bleeding out. She was now alone and defenseless.
Her eyes widened as she saw the man approach her.
"G-Get away!" Sherry shouted at the man.
The man grabbed Sherry by the neck.
"N-NO! S-STOP!" Sherry begged as she tried to escape the man's grasp. "SOMEONE HELP!"
The stranger began ripping her clothes as Sherry kept pleading for help. The man took her innocence away.
"JEAN!" She cried out as she lifted up an arm before it fell to the ground.
The attacker walked away as Ambre finally gained consciousness. She was still heavily wounded and looked to the side and her eyes widened from horror.
"S-Sherry..." Ambre said as she tried crawling to her.
Sherry was naked and wasn't moving.
"Sherry..." Ambre shook Sherry's body.
"Sherry wake up!" Tears formed in her eyes.
"No! Sherry!" She called her out again and she began crying.
"I-I'm going to get help, okay Sherry?! I'll get help!" Ambre stood and began running with a hand placed on her wound.
"When she found me, she told me everything that had happened. She told me she didn't get a good look on his face but she knew the man had two right-hands." Polnareff continued. "The police didn't believe her testimony but I did! I've been hiding my abilities since I was a child and he sounded like a fellow Stand user!" He clutched his fists.
"That man must be a Stand user, I'm sure of it." Joseph remarked.
"I swore on oath!" Polnareff turned around doing a strange pose.
"I promised my sister's soul that I would avenge her! To hunt down that bastard and make him pay with his life! I would use my own Stand as a tool for righteous vengeance!"
"A year ago, my travels had led me to Dio!"
Egypt, 1987
Polnareff walked up on a pair of stairs and saw a man standing next to a table with a crystal ball in the center.
An image appeared, revealing a man with two right arms.
"That's-!"
"It is a vision," The muscular man with blonde hair said with a soft and calm tone.
"It's not mine but what lies within your heart is being projected through my power." He had purple vines wrapped around his hand and a hawk on his shoulder.
"What do you say? Would you like to be my friend, Polnareff?"
The Frenchman starred at him with fear.
"Why don't you work with me and all of your pain and suffering will end." Dio crossed his arms with a devious smirk. "The image on the globe pains you, doesn't it?"
"I, too, suffer with misfortune. I can't even step out in the sunlight because of it. If you work for me, I'll help you find this man who haunts you so!"
Dio's hair flared up, revealing weird tentacle bugs on it. They charged at Polnareff as he only stood there.
"AAAAAAAHH!"
"Then, he ordered me to kill you guys. I had believed it was the right thing to do in order to find the man who killed my sister." Polnareff explained.
Avdol crossed his arms. "Most of it had to do with the flesh-bud but Dio's skill in manipulating is quite terrifying."
"I agree," Noriko nodded. "And judging by your story, I assume Dio has already found the man you're seeking and both have joined forces." She crossed her arms.
Polnareff turned to the side, "I've made up my mind! I'll go with all of you to Egypt!" He declared.
"If I head the direction where Dio is, I'll find the man who killed my sister!"
Noriko smirked as she placed a hand on her hip, "What do you guys think?"
"I have no objections." Avdol responded.
"Hmph." Jotaro pulled the tip of hat down.
"You're just gonna follow us either way." Joseph said.
Name: Jean Pierre Polnareff
Stand: Silver Chariot
Powers: Fast and precise swordsmanship
"It's an honor." Polnareff remarked.
Jotaro sighed, "Gimme a b-hm?" He was cut off by a girl.
"Excuse me!" A girl with a friend approached the delinquent with excitement.
"Can you snap a quick picture of us?" The girl asked.
"He's so dreamy! What a perfect excuse to talk to him!" The girl thought.
"This is our chance!"
"Pretty please!"
"We want it facing the ocean."
Noriko saw an annoyed look on Jotaro's face. He was getting more irritated as they kept begging him.
"Shut the hell up and fuck off!" Jotaro snapped at the girls.
"JoJo!" Noriko scolded. "I don't understand how girls fall for this guy even when he's rude to them. Yes, he has the looks but his behavior towards woman is unforgivable!"
"Now, now," Polnareff intervened. "I'll gladly take a picture of you two!"
He scooted the girls away, "Come on, I can take great pictures too!" He added with a smile.
"With your banging legs, we will need a full body-shot." He said with a wink.
The others starred at him as he began taking pictures of both girls. They were perplexed from the Frenchman's sudden change of personality.
"Something about him alludes me..." Avdol remarked as he looked back at everyone.
"Talk about a mood swing." Noriko commented.
"He's the kind of guy who keeps his brain in his pants." Joseph said.
Jotaro grunted under his breath, "Gimme a damn break." He muttered.
To Be Continued...
I have decided to give a little dialogue between Sherry and her friend, including giving her friend a name despite never hearing her again. I'm posting this at 3 AM and I'm ready to knock out °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° !