To be honest, Fighting Gold is my favorite Jojo opening... But what's up with that ENDING THEME!? Seriously David Productions, you really dropped the ball.

All around Roma people were returning to normal, muttering in confusion. One prisoner held in a cop car was wailing something about it being a dream after all, while the cop he had swapped bodies with was confused as to why he was cuffed to a lamppost with his own cuffs. Diavolo used King Crimson, which still existed thanks to his continued existence in spite of what happened to Doppio, to escape as Buccellati, Fugo, and Mista returned to normal.

"Who was it who once said 'we are all soldiers chosen by fate'?," he mused, "I know I heard that somewhere... Damn, I can't think of it." He clenched his fist. "But there is one thing I know for certain. When I obtained King Crimson and its power, I gained the power to control fate with my own two hands. Not a soldier... But a king! And now my best knight, Doppio, has caused that to slip from my hands! I thought I had full control of him since we shared the same body, but Polnareff's gambit undid that control! And DeKurliss! I wish it had been any fortune teller but him who Doppio met!"

He gritted his teeth. "They have the arrow right now! They went off chasing Silver Chariot, so they must have been close enough to retrieve it by now. I need to hurry and grab it, before they can use its power against me." Meanwhile, the three friends were looking around. "Shit!," Mista said, "Diavolo just ditched us! And my gun is still with Trish!" "Looks like Doppio sacrificing himself wasn't enough to destroy King Crimson for good," Buccellati realized.

"It's not all bad," Fugo said, "Polnareff had enough control over Chariot Requiem to command it to hand the arrow to Narancia, who was in Giorno's body." Buccellati blinked. "That means Giorno has the arrow right now! His Gold Experience is powerful enough with its ability to grant life! And his dream is far more grand than Polnareff's! What sort of power will the arrow give him!?" "Whatever it is, we don't wanna miss it!," Mista said, "Let's find the others! I need my gun back either way!"

When Diavolo finally found the rest of the group, he was shocked to learn he was too late. Giorno was holding the arrow in his hand. First Trish, then the others turned to see Diavolo. "Looks like we have the King in check," Polnareff noted, "It didn't exactly go as planned, but I was able to get the arrow to Giorno as Jotaro suggested." Diavolo raised an eyebrow. "Jotaro Kujo? You mean the leader of your old team? What does he have to do with this?"

"It all relates back to my father," Giorno said, "DIO Brando. I guess when Jotaro learned of my existence he got concerned, fearing that I might turn out like him. But at some point, from what Polnareff just said, he might have changed his mind." Polnareff chuckled. "It's true you have a lot from your father. That same ambition, charisma, cunning. But I also recognize the Joestar spirit in you. Truly, you are the best of both worlds." He looked to Giorno. "So... Let's see what that arrow can really do!"

Giorno raised the arrow high as Diavolo tried to race at him. "Gold Experience!" Gold Experience grabbed the arrow and stabbed itself, the familiar blinding light appearing as it got pierced, forcing Diavolo to stop in his tracks, and acting as a beacon for the remaining three members to follow. "Let's hope that's what I think it is!," Buccellati said as they hurried over. They arrived to see the scene unfold.

Diavolo had managed to forecast the event and quickly used King Crimson's power to try and stop the event, managing to punch through Gold Experience and send Giorno crashing to the ground. When it seemed like he wasn't moving, Diavolo laughed. "So much for that final hope! I'll admit I was scared when I saw what was happening, but I was able to predict it! In the end, only I can stand above all others! The arrow has rejected him! It can only be used by the strong of will!"

He went over to pick up the arrow, only to get a shock as Gold Experience grabbed it first. "What!?," Diavolo said in shock. "Strong of will?," Giorno said, completely fine, "Then maybe you're not as strong as you think you are. The signs were all there, after all. Your paranoid actions, your insistence on using subordinates until there is no choice left, your refusal to accept the past and attempt to remove it altogether. You're no king, you're just a pretender."

As he stood up, Gold Experience's skin seemed to peel away, revealing a new form beneath it. "Oh my goodness," Rarity said. "It looks like whatever damage Diavolo did never even happened," Trish realized. "The arrow hadn't rejected him," Buccellati realized, "In fact, it gave him greater power than even Silver Chariot while it had the arrow." Diavolo growled. "No... No! I am not weak! I am the Emperor of this country! I rule the underworld as I please! You will not take that from me! Giorno!"

King Crimson attacked again and again, more to remove Diavolo's rage than anything. Regardless, all it seemed to do was reveal more and more of Gold Experience's new form. From regular gold to a more sterling shine. The eyes actually having irises. The design changing as the old form peeled away. Feeling the new energy flowing through him, Giorno inspected himself. "Hmm, even as my Stand changes form, I feel no different. But I can sense it somehow. The new power the arrow gave me."

Finally Gold Experience finished changing as it absorbed the arrow. "Polnareff merely wanted to keep this arrow from you," Giorno said to Diavolo, "But my ambitions are higher. From the beginning I've wanted one thing... To be a gang-star! To control the Passione gang and protect Italy, from people like you! Now I have that power, to remove your influence from Italy forever! With the help of my new power... Gold Experience Requiem!"