I walked into the jail, and went to get searched, only to get a weird vibe from the lady patting me down.

She let me through, and Polpo explained I'm staying with Bruno and his gang to help with something. I left, and got felt up, I mean searched again, before walking out as a blonde guy walked in. Poor fella. I was about halfway there, when I heard a voice call out to me.

"Oi! You're Y/n, right?"

I turned around, and saw a man running towards me, and he had a stand out. I decided to ignore the stand and gave him a confused look.

"I'm sorry, but I think you've got the wrong guy."

"Oh please, how many guys dress like that with pink hair?"

"Buddy, we're in Europe. You would he surprised."

He raised an eyebrow, and desummoned his stand, before walking away while waving me off. I pulled out the switch blade dad bought me, and I went up behind him, put him in a choke hold, dragged him into an alleyway, and stabbed him in the chest multiple times before deciding to leave him there. As I walked out, I took notice of a restaurant, so I grabbed some knives, and sat at a table, before I activated my stand to see what happens.

I didn't look directly at his stand so all I know is that it has a humanoid torso, and it's got a black and yellow zig zag pattern.

I held the knives in Crimson Prince's arms. The stand crawled around the corner and I got a better look at it. It looks like some gross bee snake fusion.

""

I took a sip from my soda I just got, and Crimson Prince threw the knives, killing the stand. I finished my soda, paid, tipped the waiter, and got up to investigate the corpse. I arrived, only to find he had something on his neck. I turned his head with a napkin, and saw that he had a symbol carved into his throat.

I stood up, and tossed the napkin in the trash, only to have someone grab me from behind, pull me into the alleyway, and prepare to punch through me with a stand, only for Crimson Prince to grab the stand's arm. I kicked them back, and got a look at whoever this is.

"I hope you didn't expect to kill my partner with impunity! Prepare to be judged!"

His stand clashed with mine, but I caught him off guard.

He ducked around our fighting stands, and I could only feel a sense of impending doom. His dark stare and the fact that the lighting of the alleyway makes it so I can only see him, and those cold eyes.

His face grew to a smirk, and I finally noticed the knife, seconds before I felt it enter my chin, and stab through my tongue. My stand disappeared, and I coughed up blood. But he didn't seem satisfied with my turnout.

I forced his head back, grabbed a fistful of his fair, and the hilt of the knife, and using Crimson Prince, I twisted as hard as I could, snapping his neck. I took the knife, and tossed it into the dumpster nearby. Problem solved. Now, where was I going again? Oh right, Bucciarati.