Age 738, Wednesday January 4th 1989. 11 am
Polnareff bid farewell to the group as they figured what to do with Mariah. "I will let you handle it while me, Jotaro, and Iggy will explore the city for other minion's of Dio." before the three walked away.
A group of girls were playing in the mud up ahead.
"Here you go, ma'am. Your whiskey and soda. Enjoy." said the girl filling a plastic container with mud.
"Oh, it looks so good. Gulp, gulp, gulp." said the second girl.
"My, aren't we thirsty this early in the morning." said the first girl.
"It's fine. My husband's away on business and won't be home for another week." Said the second girl.
"Now, have some cake," said the first girl.
"Oh, don't trouble yourself. I'm fine, thank you." Said the second girl.
From afar Polnareff and Jotaro stopped to watch. While Iggy stopped.
"Kids are great, aren't they? They're so innocent. It's almost 11:00 a.m. We can't just sit around all day, We have a town to explore" Polnareff argued, "Let's continue." Jotaro walks ahead as Polnareff and Iggy run to catch up and barks at Polnareff's heels. Before running away leaving Polnareff and Jotaro behind. "Come on, Iggy. I know, you're hungry, right? So am I. Hey, where are you going? Geez! Stupid mutt." said Polnareff scratching the back of his neck. "Let's go." said Jotaro. Leaving the scene as a figure watched them leave. A boy with a wooden spoon and bucket got the attention of the girls by swinging the arm up and down. "Hey! I wanna play, too!" said the boy.
"No way! You're mean!" said girl 1. While the third girl stuck out her tongue.
"No you guys are, Ow." as the mysterious figure got in the way the kid fell down. The boy had spilled mud on the knees of the man. Who looked down at the boy. "You didn't cry. Attaboy. Are you okay? How old are you, kid?" said the man calmly crouching down. As the boy held up four fingers.
"Four years old, eh? Attaboy. Where's your daddy?" said the eerily calm man.
"Work," said the boy standing up.
"Oh, Daddy's at work! Attaboy! And where's Mommy?" Said the man calmly.
"At home doing laundry," said the boy.
"Attaboy. So you're all by yourself?" said the man licking his lips.
"Uh huh." said the boy.
The man's calm demeanor shattered, revealing the rage he had been suppressing. "Good! Then I get to bash your face in for ruining my pants! You gonna pay to get this freaking mud off? Or get a job to give me the cash? You think I have years to wait for some little punk? You stupid, brat!" Said Alessi as he grabbed hold of the boy's shirt as he raised a fist. The girls shrieked. As Alessi delivered 2 blows to the boy's body before letting him go 1 for each knee stain. The boy ran off crying. "Mommy."
"I, Alessi, shall kill Jotaro and Polnareff. Tenacious buggers! I'll do whatever it takes. Attaboy, Alessi."
Name: Alessi Stand: Set, god of storms and chaos. Favorite phrase: "Attaboy!"
Polnareff and Jotaro continued to walk past buildings as the sound of bells caught the attention of Polnareff as he turned around to see Alessi. As Jotaro left behind Polnareff. Alessi was looking around. "Um. Uh. I dropped my change. Where'd it go." "Hey. What do you think you're doing? I can tell you're following us. I can see the evil in your eyes." said Polnareff walking closer to Alessi.
"Huh? Were you talking to me?" said Alessi looking around then pointing at himself. "I'm not sure what you're talking about. Evil? My loving parents gave me these baby blues. I found my change." said Alessi, pulling out a coin.
"Oh? Then prove it! Prove that you're not a Stand user." said Polnareff, summoning Silver Chariot. As Polnareff struck, Alessi's shadow zoomed by as he jumped. "That was close. So you are a Stand user!" said Polnareff. Alessi ran away. "Hey, Jotaro! It's the enemy! He's running? I found him!" said Polnareff chasing Alessi
As Polnareff dashed around a corner of a building, he collided with someone, knocking them both to the ground. "Oh! I'm so sorry!" Polnareff exclaimed, quickly getting up and extending a hand to the person he had bumped into. She was a young woman, dressed in a modest cleaning uniform, with soft brown eyes and a surprised expression on her face.
"It's... it's okay," she said, taking his hand and standing up. She dusted off her uniform, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I should have been paying more attention."
Polnareff blinked, momentarily forgetting his chase. "Are you alright, mademoiselle? I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No, I'm fine," she replied, smiling softly. "I'm Malèna, by the way. I work as a cleaning lady around here."
"Nice to meet you, Malèna. I'm Polnareff," he said, flashing a charming smile. "But I must go! There's a dangerous man I need to catch."
Malèna nodded, her eyes showing concern. "Be careful, Polnareff."
With a final nod, Polnareff continued his pursuit of Alessi, but not without a quick glance back at Malèna, his heart racing from more than just the chase.
As Polnareff dashed down the street, he noticed Malèna following at a distance, clearly worried about him. He turned a corner and slowed his pace, allowing her to catch up.
"Polnareff, wait!" Malèna called out, breathless. "I can help. I know this area well."
Polnareff hesitated but then nodded. "Alright, but stay close and be careful."
Together, Polnareff and Malèna navigated the narrow alleys and winding streets, their footsteps echoing against the old stone buildings. The sound of Alessi's sinister laughter suddenly filled the air, causing them both to tense.
As they hurried through the Alleys, they heard Alessi's mocking voice echoing from behind. With each step, the tension in the air thickened, a premonition of impending danger. Alessi had trapped them here.
Suddenly, Alessi emerged from the shadows, his twisted grin sending shivers down Polnareff's spine. "You can't escape from me that easily!" he sneered, raising his hand with malicious intent.
Before Polnareff could react, Alessi's Stand made contact with Malèna. In an instant, her expression twisted in confusion and fear as her body began to shrink. Her clothes sagged around her shrinking form, her features smoothing into those of a child.
Horror seized Polnareff as he watched the woman he had grown fond of transform before his eyes. "No!" he cried out, lunging forward to protect her.
But it was too late. Alessi's power had taken hold, and Polnareff felt a strange sensation wash over him. His limbs grew lighter, his clothes oversized and cumbersome. In a matter of seconds, he found himself standing beside the now-childlike Malèna, both of them transformed into 10-year-old versions of themselves.
Panicked, Polnareff scooped up the bewildered girl in his arms, her tiny frame trembling with shock. "We have to get out of here," he said urgently, his voice strained with emotion.
With determination fueled by fear and adrenaline, Polnareff dashed down the alley, his younger self struggling to keep pace with his adult-sized clothes. Behind them, Alessi's laughter echoed, a haunting reminder of the danger they faced.
As they disappeared around a corner, Polnareff's heart raced with the weight of their uncertain future. But one thing was certain – he would protect Malèna, no matter the cost.
Confusion and fear gripped her small form, her wide eyes darting around, struggling to make sense of the sudden transformation and the chaos unfolding around her.
"Wh-what's happening?" she stammered, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "Why am I... like this?"
Polnareff's heart ached at the fear in her voice, but he knew there was no time to offer reassurance. "I'll explain later," he promised breathlessly, his younger self straining under the weight of his oversized clothes.
As they burst through the Alley's entrance into the open street, relief washed over Polnareff. But his relief was short-lived as he caught sight of a familiar figure rounding the corner.
"Jotaro!" he called out, desperation lacing his voice. "We need your help!"
Jotaro, ever calm and composed, approached with a raised eyebrow, taking in the sight of the two children before him. "What's going on, Polnareff?" he asked, his gaze flickering between them.
Before Polnareff could respond, the Malèna spoke up, her voice small but determined. "Please, Mr. Jotaro, something strange happened. We need your help to fix it."
Jotaro's expression softened at the earnest plea, and he nodded in understanding. "Don't worry, we'll figure this out together," he reassured them, his voice steady and reassuring.
"Alessi did this," Polnareff explained quickly, trying to catch his breath. "He used his Stand to turn us into children. We have to stop him before he does more harm."
Jotaro's eyes narrowed with resolve. "Where is he now?"
"He was inside the Alley, but he could be anywhere by now," Polnareff said, looking back nervously.
"We'll find him," Jotaro said firmly. "But first, let's get you both to safety."
As they moved away from the Alleyway, Jotaro kept a vigilant eye out for any sign of Alessi. Polnareff, still holding the young Malèna, felt a surge of gratitude toward Jotaro. With his friend by his side, the fear and confusion began to subside, replaced by determination.
Malèna, though still shaken, seemed to draw strength from Jotaro's presence. "Thank you," she whispered, her small hand clutching Polnareff's tightly.
"Stay close," Jotaro instructed, leading them through the dark streets. "We'll find a place to regroup and come up with a plan."
Polnareff nodded, his resolve strengthening with each step. With Jotaro's help, they would find Alessi and undo this nightmare. And no matter what, he would protect Malèna and ensure she returned to her rightful age.
"I have a place just down the road." Said Malèna. Malèna guided them until they stood in front of a modest two story home. Malèna reached into her clothes and handed a key to Jotaro. They heard a familiar laughter. Polnareff set Malèna down as he faced the enemy.
Alessi's twisted smile widened as he watched Sethan's shadow creep forward, enveloping Polnareff in its dark embrace. With a sinister flicker, Polnareff shrunk even further, his clothes billowing around his diminutive form. The now 6-year-old Polnareff stumbled, his oversized clothes threatening to swallow him whole.
Meanwhile, the 10-year-old Malèna stood frozen in place, her heart racing as a rush of emotions overwhelmed her. Amidst the chaos and danger, a strange sensation stirred within her—a fluttering in her chest that she couldn't quite understand. Was it fear? Confusion? No, it was something else entirely—a feeling she had never experienced before, a feeling she couldn't quite name.
As Jotaro charged forward with Star Platinum at his side, determination burning in his eyes, Sethan's shadow reached out, its touch casting Jotaro into darkness. In an instant, Jotaro shrank, his muscular frame diminishing until he stood before Alessi as a 15-year-old version of himself. But despite the sudden change, Jotaro remained steadfast, his resolve unshaken.
With a swift and calculated movement, Jotaro unleashed a barrage of punches upon Alessi, each blow punctuated by the echoing cry of "Ora ora ora." Alessi's smirk faltered, replaced by a look of shock and pain as the relentless assault drove him to his knees.
As Alessi finally succumbed to unconsciousness, Sethan's shadow dissipated into nothingness, releasing its hold on Polnareff, Malèna and Jotaro. With a collective sigh of relief, they returned to their normal sizes, the danger finally passed.
Polnareff gazed down at Malèna gazing into her eyes as a bond formed from the Stressful situation. Malèna moved forward, a hopeful glimmer in her eyes, but Polnareff gently placed a finger on her lips, halting her. "I have to leave you," he said, his voice trembling with emotion. "It's too dangerous, but I will be back someday." Tears welled up in both their eyes, reflecting the sorrow of their parting. Malèna nodded, understanding but heartbroken, and turned to go inside her house. Once the door closed behind her, she broke down in tears, the weight of their separation crashing over her.
When Alessi awoke, he saw Polnareff and Jotaro looking down at him. "You got off easy, but we'll fix that," said Polnareff with a menacing grin. Alessi began to cry as Star Platinum gave a terrifying smile. In unison, Silver Chariot and Star Platinum began to rain punches down on Alessi, their relentless assault ensuring he would not forget his encounter with the two Stand users
Stand: Set, God of Chaos and Storms Alessi: 38 years old, single, and unfortunate projectile.
Out of commission!
They returned to the hotel. Where Mariah was gone. "Where did she go?" said jotaro. "Gave us the slip, but I don't think she would bother us anytime soon. Anyway let's get some food." said joseph
At the restaurant after eating, "Finally, a little relief," said joseph. "That was quite the late breakfast if you ask me," said Avdol. "Yeah," said Polnareff, agreeing. "We're almost to Cairo. We've got to figure out where Dio is hiding." said joseph. Avdol produced a camera. "Will it appear?" said jotaro. "I'm not sure. But we're close, so the results should be more precise. All right, here we go!" said Joseph raising his arm as vines appeared along his arm. He brought his arm down on the camera. The camera broke as his hand went through it. A waiter was summoned from the sound of the breaking camera. "Sir, is something the matter?" said the waiter. "We're fine. Go away." said Avdo, making a shooing away gesture. "Yes, sir." said the waiter. A photo came out of the camera. Joseph took it and waited for it to reveal the picture. "Well, old man? Can you see anything?" said jotaro. "Just a little longer. I see something. There!" said Joseph, slapping the picture on the table. As Dio's mansion was shown.