Twilight's Bizarre Adventure Shining Road

"A museum? Really?"

Rainbow Dash groaned as she and Rarity followed the almost bouncing Twilight Sparkle up the stairs to the Canterlot Museum. Twilight waited for her two new friends at the door, unable to stay still and having to push up her glasses almost every second.

"Hush, Rainbow Dash! We all decided to let Twilight pick where we hang out today, so no complaining," Rarity said to her tomboyish friend, patting away her sweat with a handkerchief.

"I'm happy to hang out with our world's Twilight but seriously, a museum? There's like nothing to do but look at old stuff at museums," Rainbow Dash argued. "And where's everyone else? It's just you and me, Rarity."

"Applejack is working on the farm, Sunset is at her part-time job, Fluttershy is volunteering at the animal shelter again, and Pinkie is babysitting the Cake twins," Rarity answered. "They all wished they could be here but they already made arrangements. It's just you and me who are free today, dear."

Rainbow Dash groaned again as she and Rarity finally reached the top of the stairs and the entrance to the Canterlot Museum.

"You sure took a long time," Twilight said. "Y-you're a bunch of s-slowpokes!"

The two stared at Twilight as she flashed them a nervous smile while she played with her fingers.

"W-was that alright? Friends talk to each other like that, right?"

"It was a nice try, Twilight," Rainbow Dash said patting Twilight on the head.

"Just be yourself, dear," Rarity told Twilight. "Here I'll help. What are we doing at the museum today, Twilight?"

Twilight's expression immediately brightened up. "There's this special exhibit at the museum for only this week and today's the last day they're having it," she answered losing her meekness in an instant. "It's a meteorite from a meteoroid that is supposed to have crashed on Earth thousands of years ago and we can touch it! Can you imagine it? Touching something that is thousands of years old and used to shoot through space until it crashed on our planet? I'm so excited to finally touch a meteorite. I just wish Spike was here with me so he can touch it too. He would love it, I'm sure, but mom wanted to bring him to the vet today and-"

Twilight stopped when she realized she was rambling. She smiled nervously at her friends, a blush soon appearing.

"That's our Twilight," Rarity said hugging the embarrassed young woman. "Dear, just open up and talk to us like that and everything'll be fine."

"Quit it with the mushy stuff," Rainbow Dash said. "Let's get this over quick so we can do what I want!"

"Don't mind that brute, dear," Rarity said. "She just doesn't get the value of age and such."

Twilight chuckled and afterwards, entered the museum with her two friends. Again, her expression brightened when in the presence of ancient artifacts. Rarity and Rainbow Dash watched as Twilight moved from exhibit to exhibit, listing off fact after fact that neither of them understood very well. They were just happy that Twilight was having fun. The two, however, quickly got impatient as they spent almost an hour listening to Twilight's trivia. Rainbow Dash had fallen asleep while the three were in the Middle Ages section of the museum.

"So what about that meteorite, Twilight?" Rarity said elbowing Rainbow Dash in the side.

"Oh yeah," Twilight said realizing the reason they were at the museum. "It's over here, girls."

Rarity and Rainbow Dash followed Twilight to the most crowded part of the museum (compared to the rest) to see the exhibit Twilight was excited to finally see. She was jumping up and down with Pinkie Pie-like excitement when she saw how small the line to touch the meteorite was.

"It's not even going to take five minutes before we can touch it!" Twilight said.

"I'm going to have to past, dear," Rarity said. "There is no way I'm touching something that crashed God know where thousands of years ago-"

"The sign says it crashed in Greenland," Rainbow Dash pointed out.

"Not the point, Dash," Rarity responded. She held up her immaculate and trimmed fingernails. "I just got a manicure and I don't want to go back to the spa just because some meteorite dust got under my nails."

"And I don't want to," Rainbow Dash told Twilight, earning herself another elbow in the side from Rarity.

"Don't mind us, dear," Rarity said. "We're happy when you're happy. Isn't that right, Rainbow Dash?"

Rainbow Dash nodded her head in response. Twilight wanted her friends to touch the meteorite too but decided it wouldn't be right to force them. She still gets to touch it anyways.

And so Twilight waited in the line and before long, it came to her turn to touch the meteorite. The curator, a middle-aged but still beautiful woman wearing a sweater and a long skirt, handed the meteorite to the overjoyed young woman. Twilight took the meteorite, amazed by its weight and feel in her hands. The curator, Twilight's friends, and another mysterious figure had their hands on the young bespectacled woman holding the meteorite in her hands.

"So this is what a meteorite feels like?" Twilight whispered to herself.

She could feel a kind of energy emanating from within the rock. It wasn't a normal meteorite, that's for sure. Twilight wanted to bring the meteorite to her lab at home and study it in depth.

Twilight's experience holding the meteorite, however, came to an abrupt end.

"OW!"

Twilight dropped the meteorite immediately and clutched her right hand to her chest. The curator and Twilight's friends immediately rushed to her side to see blood trickling out of the young woman's clutched hands.

"I'll get the first aid kit," the curator told Twilight and her friends before running off.

The world started to spin in Twilight's eyes soon after the curator left. Her friend's worried expressions burned into her eyes before everything became a swirling blur. She tried to reassure her friends that she'll be alright but no words came out of her mouth. The swirling blur soon turned into complete blackness as the young woman lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

A young man wearing a trench coat and a hat that hid his face watched the whole scene that unraveled in front of him. He clutched his breast tightly after witnessing Twilight faint.

"This young woman has the potential! The potential…"

"To wield a Stand!"

It wasn't long before Twilight regained consciousness. She woke up in a hospital bed in a small blue and white room but details escaped her as everything was still a blur. Her eyes instead focused the human-like figure sitting by her bed.

"You're finally awake, Twilight!"

Twilight felt relief upon hearing the sound of her big brother Shining Armor's voice. She watched as her big brother stood up.

"I bet you can't see anything without these glasses, Twily," he said picking up his sister's glasses.

Shining Armor gently placed his sister's glasses over her eyes, allowing her to finally see with clarity.

"Thank you, Shining," Twilight said with a smile. Her smile quickly disappeared. "What am I doing in the hospital?"

"You came down with a terrible fever, sis," Shining Armor answered. "You had Mom and Dad really worried. They left Spike at alone at home too."

Twilight felt terrible for making her parents worry and especially having forced her parents to leave Spike alone at home. Being a puppy, Spike hated to be alone.

"Mom and Dad are talking with the doctor right now," he told her. "Your fever disappeared as quickly as it appeared but they're going to keep you here overnight just in case."

"That makes sense," Twilight said.

"By the way, Twily, I didn't know you made so many friends," Shining Armor said with a smile. "They're all in the waiting room. I heard most of them left their responsibilities behind to visit you…"

"It makes me happy to know my little sister has so many good friends."

Twilight's expression brightened immediately. She wiped her eyes before the tears could come out.

"Can… can I see them?" Twilight asked. "They must be really worried."

Shining Armor smiled at his sister. "I'll ask the doctor for you but I see no reason they can't."

Twilight smiled back at her big brother as he left the room. A few minutes later, the door swung open and her Canterlot High friends came pouring through. Pinkie Pie bounced around the room, setting up balloons and yelling "Get Well Party!" while doing so. Applejack gave her an apple and Fluttershy peeled it for her while Rarity and Rainbow Dash were crying on her shoulders, telling her that that they were so scared. Sunset, meanwhile, wanted to know how touching the meteorite felt like, which Twilight happily explained.

They couldn't visit long. A nurse recognized Pinkie Pie, of whom she was later told wasn't allowed in the maternity ward due to trying throw birthday parties for the newly born babies, when she came to check on the noise coming out of her room. The nurse immediately tossed Pinkie Pie out and the rest of her friends left soon after, each telling her to get well soon so they can hang out.

Once the room was emptied, her parents came in, glad their daughter was alright. They told her that they'll take care of Spike for the night. Before they left, her parents gave Twilight her mp3 player and books from her personal library, knowing she'd get bored if she had nothing to read. After her parents left, visiting hours were over, leaving Twilight by herself with only her books for company. She didn't mind since she spent countless evenings the same way, reading until she fell asleep.

Twilight, however, noticed that she hadn't eaten the apple Applejack had given her and Fluttershy peeled. It still looked good. Wasn't turning brown from exposure to the air and still dripping with juice.

"I should eat it now, before it goes bad."

Twilight reached for the apple and it happened in an instant.

A strange arm covered in purple armor with stars resembling her hairpin covering its knuckles appeared out of thin air. Its hands grasped the apple before Twilight could grab it. Its grip, however, was far too strong for the soft apple, causing it to explode. Twilight let out a scream as apple bits and juices sprayed over her, her bed, and the hospital floor. She stared at the crushed apple core lying on her room's nightstand, confused as to what had happened.

"What… what was that?"

Several hours passed since Twilight saw that strange arm appear besides her own and crush her apple. She had no idea what it was but after hours of reading, it became a mere thought in the back of her head. It was a marvel of reading for Twilight. No matter what happens, as long as Twilight has a book to read, she can push anything aside.

Outside her window, the sun fell and the moon rose. Outside her window, the view turned near black. Any minute now, a nurse would enter the room and turn off the lights, forcing her to go to sleep. She continued reading her books, waiting for the sound of a turning door handle.

However, it didn't come. Twilight continued to lose herself in her books. Time passed by until the young woman finished her current book and took a glance at the clock.

"It's past midnight," Twilight said to herself while pulling out her headphones. "Isn't a nurse supposed to turn off all the lights?"

Curious, Twilight looked around the room before jumping out of her bed. Her eyes moved to the door. She tiptoed over to it and took a glance outside. She was surprised to see that there wasn't a single soul outside the door.

Maybe tonight's a quiet night, Twilight thought to herself as she took a step outside her room. Her curiosity pulled her towards investigating the reason why no nurse came to her room to shut off the lights. She walked down the hallways but still, nobody.

"Where is everybody?" she wondered. "It's like they suddenly disappeared…"

"KYAAAH!"

A woman's scream echoed from down the hallway. Twilight didn't know why but she found herself running towards the scream. It didn't take long for her to reach the source as she found herself at the reception desk at the hospital entrance. Twilight was more than surprised at what she saw.

It was like a hurricane had come through. Seats were ripped out of the floor, files tossed all around, and small craters in the floor like something hard and heavy had fallen. In the middle of all the mayhem, stood a single man. The man had a shaved head and wore a bright blue jacket with no shirt underneath, revealing his toned torso muscles, and a pair of ragged jeans. He paid no attention to Twilight as he pulled out a digital camera.

"Such a nice expression you have," he said taking pictures of the floor in front of him. "The right amount of terror mixed with despair. I love it…"

Twilight wondered what he was talking about until she took a closer look at the spot in front of the man.

She held in her gasp as she saw the body of a female nurse pasted onto the floor like art. Her face was twisted with terror, tears running down her cheeks. The man continued to take pictures of her with a wide, almost wild, grin on his face.

He stopped after a minute, putting the digital camera back in his pocket, and raised his head. Twilight dove behind a nearby pillar before the man saw her.

"Back to the job," he said. He pulled out a note from his jacket pocket. "I'm looking for a… Twilight Sparkle? She's the new Stand User, huh?"

Twilight's heart skipped a beat upon hearing her name come out of the man's mouth. He was looking for her and caused this destruction in his search but why? Why did he want Twilight? She wasn't anything special. Her friends were the ones who can use magic, not her. She's just a normal high school girl.

And what did he mean by new Stand User?

Her questions weren't answered as the pillar she hid behind exploded above her. She couldn't help but scream at the sudden explosion.

"I knew somebody was there," the man said. "And another girl too. I'm sure lucky today."

Twilight tried to run but before she could, something grabbed her right wrist and forcefully pulled her back. She looked behind her, expecting to see the man but instead saw a far more terrifying sight.

The man himself wasn't grabbing her right wrist, instead it was some strange blue creature standing behind him that was. The creature looked as if it was a mix between a fish and a machine molded into the shape of an adult man. Its face was like a steel mask with a single hole, exposing the large fish-like eye underneath. One of its very long and gangly arms were wound tightly around her right hand like an octopus' tentacles.

Twilight couldn't help but scream at the sight of the monstrosity before her.

"What… what is that thing!?"

"Wait, you can see FLOW?" her attacker asked noticing Twilight's eyes were on the strange being instead of him. "That's impossible unless…"

The man grinned, causing a shiver to run up Twilight's spine.

"You're Twilight Sparkle, aren't you?"

"What do you want with me!?" Twilight yelled.

"Somebody very special wants to meet you, Twilight," the man said in a tone one would use to speak to a child. "You have an ability my client is very interested in."

The strange being pulled Twilight closer to the man. Twilight felt like her arm would be ripped off if it used any more force. The creature pulled, ignoring her pain, until Twilight was sitting in front of the man.

"But you have this look about you," the man said grabbing Twilight's chin and forcing her to look at him. "I wonder how you'll look with your face twisted with fear…"

Twilight felt another shiver run along her spine.

There was, however, another feeling coming from right hand but Twilight screamed again when she saw what the feeling was.

Her hand was shrinking! Like it was being deflated, her hand shrunk until it was about as thin as paper. The deflating moved onto her right forearm, causing it to become as thin as her hand.

What Twilight did next was what would be called the Fight-Flight Response. When a perceived threat to its survival appears, most life either choose between fighting the threat or flee from it. When the option to flee is no longer available, even the cornered mouse will fight back against the cat!

Twilight choose to fight for her survival and summoned by reflex the strange hand from before. She had no time to question how it appeared, only enough time to fight back against her attacker. The strange arm swung itself at the man, landing a clean punch on his cheek. The surprise attack caused the strange being behind him to loosen its grip on Twilight's paper-like arm. Twilight pulled away her affected arm and chose to flee instead of continuing to fight.

"Nowhere to run, Twilight!" her attacker laughed. "All the exits but the front door are blocked! You have no choice but to become my next subject!"

The man took a step forward but a powerful force exerted itself upon him. He tripped on nothing, landing on his face. Blood trickled out of his nose as he wondered why he tripped.

Unknown to the man, a mark shaped like Twilight's hairpin, a pink star, had imprinted itself onto the spot where Twilight had punched him. A faint word was spelled inside the mark, which disappeared with the mark a few seconds later.

Written inside the star mark was word 'TRIP'…

Twilight didn't know where to run but knew she had to keep running. This man must've had magic like her friends but it didn't feel like magic. Twilight knew first-hand what magic felt like. That strange being behind her attacker didn't feel like magic but only magic could explain the existence of such a monster with the power to turn her hand into something as thin as paper. Her curiosity demanded she research the being but her instincts ordered her to continue running.

If that man catches her, there would be no more research to satisfy her curiosity. Her curiosity will just have to wait.

Twilight ran around a corner but smashed into the chest of a much larger man. For a second, she thought her attacker had caught her but looking up, she saw a large muscular man with a head of grey hairs. His uniform suggested that he must be the hospital's janitor.

"What's the hurry, little girl," the man said to the fallen Twilight.

"You have to get out of here!" Twilight yelled jumping back to her feet. "There's this crazy guy chasing after me and…"

"Slow down," the janitor said. "There's a man chasing after you?"

"Yes!"

"Alright, leave it to me," he said pushing Twilight behind his back.

"But he's very dangerous! He can-"

"Little girl, I was in the military for twenty years before I retired and became a janitor," he told Twilight. "Even these old muscles can hold up against muscles a third of my age."

The janitor seemed very confident in his body but Twilight knew better. That strange being cannot be beaten by a single man. Maybe if they had a full platoon armed with the best weapons possible, they might stand a chance of winning, but a single man wouldn't make a difference.

Despite her protests, however, the old man was determined to protect Twilight from her attacker.

Once the attacker came into view of the two, the janitor rose his voice.

"Stay away, boy! This girl isn't interested!" he yelled.

Twilight's attacker ignored the janitor and continued to run towards his target.

"I'm warning you right now, I've killed a man before and I'm not afraid to do it again to protect an innocent woman!"

He ignored the janitor's threat, instead summoning the strange being from before again. Twilight expected the janitor to react to the strange being's appearance but from the look on his face, he couldn't see it. Only Twilight could see that monster.

"Get out of my way!" Twilight's attacker yelled. "I'm not interested in men expressions so I'll be quick!"

The strange being's tentacle-like arms wrapped around the man's head.

"Huh? Is there something grabbing me?" the janitor said unaware of the grip the strange being had on his head.

The janitor couldn't speak anymore as his large and muscular body deflated almost instantly. Twilight held in her scream as the once large man became as flat as paper in front of her.

"I hate using my ability on men," her attacker said grabbing the flattened man by the head.

Twilight's attacker tossed the paper-thin man onto the nearby wall. The man stuck to the wall as if he was glued on and soon, melded into the material of the wall. The man who bravely tried to protect Twilight was now a part of the wall her attacker stuck him on.

"Now it's your turn, Twilight Sparkle!"

The strange being grabbed onto her left leg and Twilight could feel it go limp as her leg became as thin as her right forearm.

Twilight tried to fight back, summoning the strange arm by reflex again. That strange arm appeared to protect her again. This time, however, her attacker was prepared. The being behind him grabbed the strange arm by the wrist before it could punch its face like before. Twilight winced, somehow feeling her own wrist being grasped by a powerful grip. The being tightened its grip on the strange arm, causing Twilight to somehow feel the pain as well.

"You won't take me by surprise anymore," her attacker said lifting his arm. The being behind him mirrored his movements. Twilight gasped as an invisible force lifted her up into the air by her left wrist. Her attacker wiped off the trail of blood falling from his nose before continuing. "Your Stand has quite the punch, girl. I've been punched in the face many times before but yours actually left me in a daze. I couldn't keep my balance."

Twilight's impressive intelligence immediately told her that she was being lifted into the air because the being behind her attacker was lifting the strange arm that came out of her. Somehow, she and that strange arm were connected. Whatever happened to that strange arm happened to her arm as well.

Maybe… maybe she can make the arm move…

"That means I can't let you figure out how to use a Stand," her attacker said. "It's just too risky! Sorry but you got to go to sleep! You would've have been a perfect subject!"

The being behind her attacker lifted its free arm, swinging it down with its full might at Twilight head.

Twilight flinched, closing her eyes. Waiting for the moment her consciousness is struck silent…

But the moment never came.

"What… what the hell is this!?"

Twilight opened her eyes and again, gasped.

Vines were wrapped all around her attacker's body as well as the being standing behind him. They struggled to move but the vines were too intertwined around them. Struggling only made their situation worse. Twilight took advantage of his situation and willed the strange arm to slip out of the being's grip, surprising herself when the arm responded exactly how she thought it would.

Twilight wondered where the vines were coming from and looked up at the ceiling. The vines, however didn't come from above the ceiling.

The vines were the ceiling!

Each tile directly above was partially transformed into the vines tangled around her attacker. Before Twilight could try and think of a scientific reason why the ceiling transformed into vines, the voice of a young man echoed throughout the building.

"I cannot stand by and watch as the weak and innocent are harmed," The young man's voice said. "Especially when it's a young woman who cannot yet defend herself…"

"Who the hell are you?"

Twilight and her attacker watched a young man wearing a trench coat and a hat that hid his face appear from a nearby window, which had been transformed into plants like the ceiling above to allow the young man access to the building. The young man turned to face the two, his hands placing themselves on the collar of his trench coat and the rim of his hat.

"A gangster is a man who fights to protect the weak, not prey upon them!" he said tossing off his trench coat, revealing the two-piece blue suit he wore underneath. "When I see the weak and innocent tortured for no reason, like these poor souls who posed no threat, by one who calls himself a gangster…"

With his free hand, the young man pointed at the wall where Twilight's attacker hung the flattened janitor.

"My anger cannot be contained! This injustice against my honor as a gangster must be corrected!"

The young man threw off his hat, revealing a head of brilliant gold hair styled into three distinctive swirls. Upon seeing his face, Twilight couldn't help but feel a powerful charismatic aura emanating from him. Men fall to their knees in his presence and follow him with all their being. This man was born to be a powerful leader and nothing else.

And his eyes… his eyes burned with righteous anger at Twilight's attacker.

The young man pointed at her attacker. Twilight's attacker felt fear rising from deep within his heart when his eyes met the young man's.

"Downstream, know you have incurred the wrath of the boss of the Passione…"

"Giorno Giovanna!"

Twilight's attacker's jaw dropped at the young man's words. He shook with terror as he realized exactly who the man in front of him was.

"Giorno Giovanna…" Twilight's attacker Downstream whispered. He raised his voice. "That's not possible! Why is the boss of the Passione here in America!? Passione only has territory in Italy, not the States!

The young man Giorno Giovanna smirked at the thug's reaction to him. He didn't bother to answer his questions, instead he simply began walking towards him. Giorno took his time walking, letting Downstream panic even more the closer the young man got to him.

"Damn it! Get me out of here! FLOW!"

Giorno reacted in a split-second. "Gold Experience!"

A slim and golden human-like being appeared from within Giorno's body, charging towards Downstream. The golden being launched a barrage of punches towards the man but not a single punch landed. With a sound like a balloon deflating, Downstream himself had transformed his own body to be as thin as paper. The force of the golden being's punches provided a gust of wind that allowed Downstream to escape his vine prison. Twilight and Giorno watched as Downstream's flattened paper-like body glided towards a nearby door, disappearing underneath the gap between the door and the floor.

Giorno ran past Twilight. He threw open the door to the room Downstream escaped into but he was too late. The room was empty with a single window left opened. Downstream had already escaped.

Twilight felt her right arm and left leg returning back to normal the moment Downstream had escaped. Unfortunately, the janitor Downstream pasted onto the wall didn't turn back to normal. Twilight assumed the rest of the hospital staff she saw was the same.

"Looks like if you leave his Stand's range, any flattened body parts return to normal," Giorno said appearing back into Twilight's sight. His eyes moved to the janitor on the wall. "But if you're completely flattened, you don't turn back. A dangerous ability but I've faced much deadlier Stands before."

Twilight looked up at the young man and tried to speak. No intelligible words left her mouth but Giorno seemed to understand what she was trying to ask.

"What you saw are called Stands, manifestations of psychic energy coming from its user," Giorno explained while holding his hand to Twilight. Twilight could see the being he called Gold Experience standing just a centimeter out of Giorno's body, stretching its hand out to her as well. "This is my Stand, Gold Experience. The fact that you can see him is proof that you have become a Stand User as well. Only Stand Users can see Stands."

"B-but how and why?" Twilight asked taking Giorno's hand.

Giorno pulled up the young woman off the floor and onto her feet. "You touched the meteorite and was cut by it," he answered. Before Twilight could speak, he continued. "The material that meteorite is made of can cause one's latent ability to be awakened. I had planned to take the meteorite before any Stand Users were born but as you can see, I've failed. The event happened much earlier than I was told and I allowed a young woman to become a Stand User..."

Giorno fell to a knee and bowed to the confused Twilight. Twilight blushed, unable to process the sight before her.

"I am truly sorry that my failure led to such a fate," Giorno told her. "As the boss of the Passione, I am fully prepared to compensate you for anything you ask for. All you have to do is ask and I shall do everything within my power and that of the Passione's to grant it."

Giorno seemed to feel very strong remorse for being unable to stop Twilight from becoming a Stand User, whatever that is. His offer to do anything Twilight sounded sincere as well. Going from her attacker's reaction, the Passione must be a very big organization with a lot of power. Twilight felt like she could really ask him for anything and he would provide...

Twilight, however, would not take advantage of the young man's kindness.

She placed a hand on Giorno's shoulder, causing the young man to raise his head expectantly.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. Like you said, it was out of your control," Twilight said with a smile. "So… could you please get up? Your bowing down to me is making me a little uncomfortable."

Giorno bowing down to her made her feel like she was a Princess. She, or rather an alternate world version of herself, was a Princess in another world but here on Earth? She's just a normal high school girl… who can suddenly summon a powerful being called a Stand. Being bowed to still made her very uncomfortable.

"Of course," Giorno said complying to her request and standing back up. "But my offer still stands. Ask of me anything and I shall do all in my power to grant it. It's the least I can do for allowing such a situation to happen."

Twilight thought to herself about her request. It would be very unlikely Giorno would leave her alone until he granted her request. Just what should she asked for? Money? No, her family has enough money. Fame? No way! Twilight hated the thought of being better than others or others praising her for anything she didn't earn.

What would the other Twilight, the other her, ask for?

A light went off in her head. Twilight knew exactly what to request from Giorno Giovanna.

"Could… could you be my friend?" She asked, unable to hide her embarrassment from asking such a question.

Giorno stood confused by Twilight's question for about a few second before letting out an amused chuckle.

"You want to be friends with a gangster like me?"

"Y-yes!" Twilight answered. "Friends help each other, right? If we become friends, then you can help me learn how to use my Stand and protect myself. And as your friend, I'll help you too. Somehow..."

Giorno let out another amused chuckle. "Fine then, I shall grant your request. I, Giorno Giovanna, boss of the Passione, am now your friend!"

Twilight smiled with Giorno, despite being further embarrassed by the fact that the young man had announced he was now Twilight's friend.

The moment, however, abruptly ended as a bullet came out from an untouched wall, ripping off Giorno's left forearm.

"You got him, Summer! That bastard's arm is gone!"

A tall man with light yellow skin in a black skinsuit chuckled to himself while Downstream's voice came out of a radio, congratulating him. His long tongue slid out of his mouth and wrapped itself around one of his long blue bangs. His hands remained gripped tightly on his sniper rifle with his eye glued onto the rifle's scope. Despite the sight of the scope showing him only the wall of the hospital, the man knew exactly where Giorno and their target Twilight stood. He ejected the empty rifle round before getting ready to take another shot.

"You can't hide from me," the young man said to himself. "I don't care if you're the boss of the Passione or God himself, I won't let you stop us from completing our job."

The young man removed his eye from the scope, revealing a sheet of otherworldly metal surrounding his completely green eye patterned like a grid. A cord connected the metal around the man's eye to his Stand, a baby-sized creature made out of gears and coils with binocular-like eyes. The Stand focused its eyes on the spot where Giorno and Twilight stood, making clicking sounds as it sent information to the young man's optic nerve through the cord.

"There's nowhere to hide, Giorno Giovanna!" Summer Lie announced. "My Stand Baby Metal will find you, no matter where you are!"

Stand- FLOW

User- Downstream

Power- B

Speed- C

Range- D

Staying- D

Precision- C

Learning- D

Ability- Everything and anything touched by FLOW will be flattened to point of being paper-like. Larger objects take more time to flatten (a human being would take half a minute to fully flatten unless its Downstream himself or he grabs the head). Once an object is fully flattened, Downstream can then paste the affected to any surface, making it a part of the surface. Once pasted onto a surface, it is impossible to remove and breaking the surface will break the affected as well. Only Downstream can remove a flattened object from its surface.