"A deranged mental patient escaped Dolphin Gate Mental Hospital last night,"

The man on the television began,

"It is unknown how he had gotten out, and security cameras seem to have been cut in certain areas, making the suspect's method of escaping even more mysterious. Police say that they will do all they can to arrest this escapee as soon as possible, and usher people to stay inside until further notice."

Enrico listened closely to what was said on the news report, immediately suspecting something of this information. It hasn't even been a week since meeting Valentine, and now a deranged sociopath is on the loose? Could it have been a Stand user?

"What does the magic man in the picture device mean by that?"

Valentine said from the kitchen, hearing everything from there.

"It's a T.V, and that man is a news reporter, Valentine."

Enrico changed the channel to something more light hearted,

"And he means a dangerous person is on the loose. Which also means we could both be at risk."

"At risk of what?"

"At risk of running into a possibly aggressive Stand user."

Silence came upon the both of them for a short while as Valentine walked into the living room, a fresh cup of coffee in hand.

"On a happier note, I think I'm getting better with this tech, Pucci! I made this coffee stuff you make sometimes."

Enrico looked over at Valentine, raising an eyebrow.

"Did you turn off the coffee maker?"

Silence between them both.

"..Wait, it doesn't turn off by itself?"

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He had been able to escape the police, but only by chance. He was just able to blend in with a crowd of people, making his way to somewhere more isolated so he could possibly call his Boss. Ever since he was put in that hospital, his calls from his Boss had been less frequent, and he had been unable to protect himself at all. Now that he was away from that hospital and wasn't being force fed strange pills and such, he might just be able to call his Boss again and see what he needed to do now.

"Du-du du-du~!"

The sound of a phone! How convenient for one to be here in this isolated alleyway of all places.

"Duuu-du du du-du~!"

It was louder, and he was getting close to it. Where was the phone? He could've sworn he heard it. He dug through some trash, trying to search for the phone before finding a rotten banana peel.

"Click!"

He put it up to his ear.

"B-Boss? Boss! I thought you'd never call.."

He started leaning against the alley wall, keeping look out for police officers.

"Oh, my sweet, sweet Doppio."

The man on the other end started,

"Of course I'd call you. You're my most loyal and cherished subordinate."

Doppio had to smile from that, but quickly reminded himself to be serious. This was the Boss he was talking to!

"Well, besides that.. Why'd you call me now, Boss?"

Boss on the other end was silent for a moment.

".. We're not entirely safe, my Doppio. I have this feeling that we aren't alone."

"What do you mean by that, Boss? I already got out of that hospital. Who else could be after us?"

"Other Stand users. I'm not sure why myself, but I feel there are other Stand users that could be after us."

That information scared Doppio. Why would there be other Stand users out there that wanted to hurt Boss?

"W-What are we gonna do then?"

"It's more like what you're going to do, my sweet Doppio."

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It had been two weeks since the worrying news report, and luckily nothing Stand related had happened to Enrico or Valentine. It had been normal for the most part, both of them having been roommates for a little while. Valentine had been curious about his surroundings, and Enrico had begun to teach him about the new technology like you would to a child who's learning how to read. However, with Valentine's curiosity, it started a downward spiral of events for the both of them.

"Enrico.."

Valentine was glancing behind him, unsure of the boy that was currently following them. Enrico didn't seem to notice.

"Is there something wrong, Valentine? You look distressed."

Valentine looked back at Enrico, a worried expression on his face as he leaned in close and whispered,

"I think someone is following us.."

Valentine and Enrico both looked back, only to see noone. Enrico gave Valentine a concerned look, while Valentine seemed confused.

"Are you alright Valentine? Mentally, I mean."

Valentine shook his head, trying to think if the person he saw was real or just a figment of his imagination. He could've sworn he was following them the entire time.

"..Uhm.."

Valentine was quiet for a moment,

"..I'm alright. I'm sorry Pucci, I must just be stressed from all this sudden change!"

He laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck as Enrico turned to start walking again.

"I can understand that. Such an intense change must be hard on a man like yourself."

Valentine gulped, looking at Enrico for a moment before looking back. It was the pink haired boy. The kid that had been following them the entire time was there again. What did he want? Why was he following them? Valentine felt his heart race, and knew immediately that this wasn't natural, and that there was something weird about this boy. He tried to pretend he didn't see the boy, and turned to Enrico.

"Pucci, I think you'll need to go on without me."

He whispered to him, Enrico giving him another concerned look.

"What do you mean?"

"..Just wait for me, okay? I'll meet up with you soon."

Valentine said, and without waiting for a response he walked after the pink haired boy, now wanting answers. Enrico watched the boy in question, who seemed startled for a good moment when he noticed Valentine approaching. The boy quickly began to run in the opposite direction, and Valentine wasn't about to let him out of his sight.

"Hey! Get back here, I knew you were following us!"

He yelled, immediately chasing after him, Enrico trailing behind and running after them.

"Valentine, wait!"

Twists and turns through alleyways, rushing through small crowds, Valentine chased the pink haired boy without hesitation, simply having a gut feeling that something was up with him and that he knew something. The pink haired boy kept running, but had something in his hand, and up to his ear. Was he calling someone? Valentine didn't know, and didn't care. He didn't know how long he had been running for, but finally he saw the boy run into an alleyway, and Valentine knew he must've cornered him. He quickly skidded to a halt, and turned to look down the alley.

"Aha! I finally-"

Valentine stopped, not seeing the pink haired boy, and instead spotting an oddly dressed blue haired man instead. The man looked at him for a moment, raising an eyebrow.

"..Oh.. Ah.. S-Sorry sir! I was looking for someone else.."

He curtsied as an apology, looking around to see where the pink haired boy had gone. How did he disappear so fast?

"Heh.."

Valentine looked over at the blue haired man, as the man looked at him

"Is there something funny, sir?"

The blue haired man shook his head slightly, giving Valentine a slightly menacing glare.

"Yeah, 'cus the guy you're lookin' for is right here."

The man stepped out into the light a bit more, revealing more of his features. Valentine was confused.

"I.. I don't think I understand?"

Valentine didn't fully understand the severity of the situation, not knowing what this man was capable of.

"You're Valentine.. Funny Valentine, right?"

Valentine tensed, not responding. The man continued, chuckling.

"Heh, yeah, I thought so."

A cool blue colored figure with a singular sharp claw formed next to the man, and its wide set of teeth shone as it appeared.

"Formaggio. That's my name."

He stepped forward, as Valentine stepped back.

"You don't need to know who I was sent by. All you need to know, Mister Valentine, is that you're dying right here and right now."

Valentine's eyes went wide, as the man called Formaggio sprinted forward, and his Stand slashed at Valentine.