People loved my fourth wall break, which I like. Anyway, this chapter has a bit of a shout out to Blooming Adventures by nene9131, which you can find on Fanfiction.net. It's another Jojo fanfic which has an OC character named Hanabi Moon who was several similar traits to my version of Fluttershy (but also her fair share of differences so don't think I stole anything).

The group looked on as ZZ was revealed to be a scrawny man with huge arms. "Amazing," Kakyoin said, "His arms are as big as boulders, but the rest of him is so puny. He turned out to be a lot less tough then he pretended to be." ZZ tried to crawl away, only to wind up hugging against Polnareff's leg without realizing it, although he did figure it out after a few seconds, as he looked up weakly. Polnareff scoffed. "Hello there." He slammed his foot into ZZ's back.

"P-Please don't kill me!," ZZ begged, "I was only paid to attack you by DIO!" The group couldn't help but laugh at how pathetic ZZ turned out to be. Air then seemed to be let out of Wheel of Fortune as it began to shrink. Joseph then chuckled as it turned back into a more puny and beat up vehicle. "Well, look at that," he said, "I had no idea it was so small in reality. Kinda reminds of a fluffy sheep that just got shorn." The group had another good laugh. "That's actually a good analogy," Jotaro admitted, "You know what, he's so pathetic, I'm feeling a little merciful. Granted we can't have him following us again, so I think a more interesting punishment is in order."

They proceeded to chain ZZ upside-down to a large boulder, near a sign that read, "I am a monk in training, do not disturb me." One of the chains was over ZZ's mouth as a gag. "We'll be sure to take his passport so he can't leave India," Joseph said, "And also his car so he can't follow us anymore." "It's a bit beat up," Polnareff noted, "But it can still seat all of us. And it looks like it can still last long enough to get us across the border." "We also have to buy Anne a ticket back to Hong Kong," Jotaro said, "It's not safe for her to keep following us." Anne frowned, but sighed in resignation.

DIO noticed that Enya was no longer around the mansion. "Where did Enya go?," he asked DeKurliss. "Off to intercept the Joestars in Pakistan," DeKurliss explained, "The last of her assassins failed, so now she wants to finish the job herself before the rest of my forces can have their turn." DIO became concerned. "The Joestars have her description from Jonathan. Her Stand is useless for combat, so if she can't damage them..." "Not to worry," DeKurliss assured him, "She made sure to prepare a disguise for herself using her Stand. An image of what she might have looked like had she aged normally, though I had to remind her to make her left hand normal so as not to draw attention."

The group reached Pakistan without any further incidents. Jotaro found a tailor that could make him a new jacket to match his old one, and afterward the group saw Anne off on her flight to Hong Kong. She admitted to Fluttershy that she was a little jealous of her, since Fluttershy already seemed to have Jotaro's heart before any other girl could get close. The group then got a new jeep and continued to drive through Pakistan. However, the fog started to get a little thick as they made their way through the mountains.

"Careful," Joseph said, "Granddad said Enya's Stand is a stand of mist and fog, with the power to control people. She may be making her move against us." "The fog alone may be our undoing if we're not careful," Polnareff noted, "There's a cliff right next to us with no guard rails." Joseph checked his watch. "Not even three pm yet and the fog's getting thicker. Let's stop at the nearest town. At the very least we can stay at a hotel for the evening." "I'm just hoping for a decent bathroom," Polnareff said, "I haven't been getting much luck with that in India."

"If you think that's weird," Fluttershy said, "You should check out the toilets we have in Japan." Polnareff shrugged. "At least in Japan you have toilet paper. They don't have such a luxury in India." Along the road, Jotaro saw what looked like a dog's body impaled on a spike. The town looked lively enough, in spite of the fog. "Looks clean enough," Joseph noted, "And with enough people that there's likely to be a hotel around here." "Let's try that restaurant over there," Kakyoin suggested.

Jotaro and Polnareff looked around at the people. "Rather quiet for a town of this size," Jotaro noted. Polnareff nodded. "Yes, not even beggars or merchants running around." Outside the restaurant, Joseph spoke to the owner in Arabic. The man just switched the sign on the door to closed and walked inside, saying he didn't know something. For a second Joseph could swear he saw cockroaches crawling on the man's neck, but they disappeared a second later. Joseph shook his head. "Maybe he couldn't understand you," Polnareff suggested, "Perhaps your pronunciation was off."

"No, it was correct," Fluttershy said, "But here in Pakistan they speak Urdu, not Arabic." "Well shit," Joseph said, "I'm fluent in Arabic but I don't know a lick of Urdu. Let's try seeing if someone here speaks English, that'll be faster." He approached another man sitting against a pillar. "Excuse me." But when he looked at the man, it seemed he was already dead with his face frozen in terror, and a couple lizards somehow crawled out of his mouth, freaking the group out. The man seemed to die with a look of shock on his face, but none of the other pedestrians took notice.

"I think now's a good time to mention," Joseph said, "One of Enya's Stand powers is the ability to cast illusions. And with all this mist about, she can confuse us however she needs." "That explains this," Jotaro said as he pointed out a gun the man was holding, "I didn't notice any wounds or blood on his body. But the barrel is still smoking, meaning it was fired recently." "That doesn't sound right," Fluttershy said, "Those lizards say they've been living inside him for a few hours. That can't have happened if he only died recently." "Then maybe I wasn't imagining the cockroaches on the back of the restaurant owner's neck earlier," Joseph said.

Polnareff then looked up at the fog. "Hey Mister Joestar, did your grandfather ever tell you what Justice looks like?" "No but Aunt Twilight once did," Joseph said, "During my childhood she told me stories of when she and Grandpa first went to defeat DIO. She described Justice as looking like a human skull wearing an ornate crown." "Then I think we can say without a doubt that Enya is here," Polnareff said, pointing out a skull-like shape in the mist, too clear to be dismissed as just a trick of the wind.

Joseph took a closer look at the man, and saw a passport and Indian rupees, as well as bus tickets. "So he was a traveler like us," Joseph noted. Then he saw a perfect hole in his chest. "Ah, now I think I understand how he might have died. This hole was created when Enya stabbed him with some sharp implement, then used her Stand to control him. The strain must have been too much for him and he died of heart failure." "From just one wound?," Polnareff asked.

"I don't think so," Fluttershy said as she removed the man's coat, revealing that his body was covered in such wounds. The sight caused the group much disgust, in spite of the fact that no blood was visible. "He looks like a piece of swiss cheese straight out of Tom and Jerry," Polnareff noted, "Maybe it wasn't just Enya attacking him." Before they could make any further deductions, an tiny old woman approached them through the fog, using a walking stick for balance.

"Ah, I see we have some travelers here," the woman said, "Oh dear... I wonder what happened to that man. I'll be sure to call for the police to investigate. In the meantime, perhaps you'd like to spend the night in my hotel. I'll be sure to give you a group discount." As the cops arrived and carried away the body, Polnareff noting how strange and nonchalant they were, the old woman led the group to a large building. "This is my hotel, Mister Joestar," she said, "It's a bit small, but rather famous. John Lennon of the Beatles once lived here for a time, and it was part of a 007 movie twenty years ago."

"Don't you mean twenty-one years ago?," Fluttershy asked, "And even then, 'The Spy Who Loved Me' had no scenes in Pakistan." The old woman chuckled. "Yes, yes, my idea of a joke. Brings in the customers. Anyway, would you prefer meat or fish for dinner?" "One thing first," Jotaro asked, "Why did you just call him Joestar? Just how did you know my granddad's name?" The old woman seemed to hesitate, then said, "Didn't that young man over there say his name?" She pointed to Polnareff.

"Oh yeah," Polnareff said, "I think I did at some point." Jotaro and Fluttershy looked at each other. It was true Polnareff had called Joseph "Mister Joestar", but that had been when they were investigating the body. And with how slow the old woman walked, she would have been out of earshot when he did. They began to suspect that the old woman was either Enya using her Stand to disguise herself, or someone working for Enya. As it happened, it was indeed the former.

'I'll have to tread carefully,' Enya thought, 'Jotaro is no idiot, and Fluttershy has a remarkable track record for picking out Stand users, so she's clearly insightful. Luckily Polnareff is an idiot. I can't believe he was able to kill my son. Well, one way or another I'll have my vengeance by the end of this. I just have to be patient.' She walked with the group inside the hotel and prepared to get them settled in, ready to make her plans.

Inside the hotel, Enya heard the bell for the front desk and went to see who it was. Imagine her surprise to see Hol Horse there. "So this is what you would have looked like if you were able to age," Hol Horse said, "Gotta say, it's one hell of a contrast. So, the Joestar group settled in on the third floor?" "You're the last person I want to converse with," Enya said, "As I recall... You left my son to die!" "Hey hey, it wasn't like that," Hol Horse argued, "He insisted that he could handle Polnareff and Kakyoin on his own. I honestly thought he had them. How was I to know they'd figure out his Stand's weakness?"

Enya scoffed. "Regardless, I'm glad you're here. I'm sure you'd like another chance to kill the Joestars, but I also know you prefer to work with a partner." She got out her dagger. "As it happens, I have a use for your Stand." Hol Horse got a bad feeling, but before he could react Enya had stabbed him in the wrist. "You've likely never seen my Stand in action before," Enya noted, "Allow me to enlighten you." Hol Horse saw his blood get absorbed into the mist, the wound becoming a perfect hole.

Enya chuckled as Hol Horse looked flabbergasted. "My Stand is a Stand of fog, and can control people through their wounds." Hol Horse struggled to resist the fog, and summoned Emperor. "Don't underestimate me!" He tried to fire, but Enya simply turned the gun back at him, and made him pull the trigger. Seeing him fall to the ground, tripping over a table in the process, she walked over and checked his pulse. "Still alive, as I thought. He dispelled his Stand before the bullet could reach him. It was the shockwave that knocked him down. That's good, because I need his Stand to more easily control the others. I've been beaten by physical fighters before, and there are plenty in the Joestar team."

She quickly used Justice to hide Hol Horse as Polnareff came down to investigate the sound of the table falling over. "Madam? Are you alright down here? I thought I heard a sound." He looked in the lobby, where Enya had positioned herself to look like she had been the one to trip. "Oh sorry, clumsy me. I went and fell over. My bones aren't what they used to be." She looked over to where she had hidden Hol Horse under the sofa. "You really need to have other people helping you out," Polnareff mentioned, "Like family. A son perhaps?"

"Oh, my son left this sleepy little town a long time ago," Enya said, "I've gotten used to living alone." It was a lie to help her control her temper around Polnareff, whom she hated for killing her son J Geil. 'I must remember not to make it personal... If I let my anger get the best of me, even Polnareff will realize who I am.' Just then, Hol Horse groaned as he got out from under the sofa, catching Polnareff's attention. 'Shit!,' Enya thought, 'He's far more resilient that I gave him credit for! Nothing for it... I guess I'll be getting my revenge after all.'

"Hol Horse!?," Polnareff asked, "What are you doing here!? And why do you look like shit!?" "Look...," Hol Horse muttered, "Look out... Behind you..." Polnareff whirled around to find Enya trying to stab him with a pair of scissors. He quickly blocked using Silver Chariot. "I see...," he realized, "You must be Enya Geil. So you used your Stand to disguise yourself as an old woman." Enya laughed as she dispelled the illusion, revealing her true self. "I guess there's no point hiding it from you any longer. I see Joestar told you everything about my Stand. Although, I did pick up one final trick from a century of experience."

Polnareff then noticed the other townsfolk had entered the hotel, as well as the traveler they had found dead. "Over time I learned how to control corpses," Enya explained, "I can't control zombies or vampires since they still have sentience, but anything else that's dead is fair game." "Everyone in this town is dead," Hol Horse explained, "Be careful. Don't let yourself get injured." Polnareff looked around. 'This is far too many for me to fight. And since they're already dead, they won't stop until there's nothing left. I suppose there's nothing for it.'

He quickly ran out of the lobby, Enya right on his heels. She threw her dagger at him, but he was just a little faster and got through the door and blocked it, causing the dagger to sink into the wood. Enya scoffed, and pointed Hol Horse's hand at the door. When nothing happened, she looked back to see Emperor wasn't manifested. Hol Horse chuckled. "Just because you control my body, doesn't mean you control my soul. Emperor won't come out unless I want it to, no matter how many holes you make in my body. And if you kill me, that'll kill Emperor too."

Enya growled at her miscalculation. "Fine... At least he ran down to the basement hallway. That means he's not in a position to reach Joestar and the others. I'll just use my puppets break the door down en masse!" On the other side of the door, Polnareff was having a difficult time finding a way out of the hotel. His goal was to get outside, then sneak back in to warn the rest of the group. 'Dammit. If this were a normal fight I could stand my ground and take them all on, zombies or no zombies. But one small scratch and I'd wind up like Hol Horse.'

He finally found a room to hide in just as the door broke down. 'She didn't use Hol Horse's Emperor. Guess she learned the hard way that controlling a person's body doesn't let her control their Stand. Wait... This is a bathroom! Great, another bad experience in an Asian toilet...' He then noticed that it had gotten quiet outside, and went to peek in the keyhole. He gasped when he saw one of the undead corpses peering back at him, before pulling back at stabbing at Polnareff with his sharp tongue.

Polnareff jumped back, but not fast enough. The corpse managed to spear his tongue. "Shit!," Polnareff called out as the mist penetrated the wound and pulled him toward the door. Enya used her Stand to pull Polnareff out the door and slammed him against the walls and ceiling. "Pathetic. Even against my son you lasted longer than this. Soon I'll kill you, and allow his spirit to rest peacefully." Just then, she heard something slam the door to the lobby open, and quickly resumed her elderly disguise as she went to investigate, glad that she had dragged Hol Horse with her when she came looking for Polnareff.

As she walked into the lobby, quickly closing the door behind her, she saw Jotaro and Fluttershy standing there. "Goodness," Enya said, "Walking in here so suddenly without knocking. You nearly frightened me to death." "Sorry," Fluttershy said, "But we're here looking for Polnareff." "And we did knock," Jotaro noted, "You must have been really busy not to hear it. So, do you happen to know where Polnareff is?" Enya looked at them. 'Playing dumb in this instance would only get them more suspicious. They're not naive like Polnareff. My best chance is to tell them the truth and then stab them both while their backs are turned. Then my Stand can control them.'

"Why yes, Mister Jotaro and Miss Himari," she said, "I know exactly where he is. Actually he was just in here, but left to use the bathroom through the door right behind me. It should be the first door down the hallway." Behind the door, Hol Horse was freaking out. "Damn it, she's luring them into a trap." "Don't be so sure," Polnareff said, "The whole controlling the dead thing aside, we already know everything about Enya's Stand. I'm sure Jotaro has a plan. He's only playing dumb."

Sure enough, as the couple turned to check the door, Enya went to stab Jotaro with her scissors. But before she could, Jotaro said, "By the way, I forgot to ask." Enya found herself getting tripped by a vine created by Music in the Trees. She was too tunnel-visioned to see it. Luckily, she was aware enough to drop the scissors before they could impale her. "Oh my, that was too close," Fluttershy said as she knelt over Enya, "Are you okay? You really should be careful walking while holding scissors. By the way, how did you know my real name is Himari? Everyone else has been calling me Fluttershy."

Enya freaked out at that statement. "And while we're at it," Jotaro said, "Just how did you know my name is Jotaro? No one else called me by that name since we met you. Even Fluttershy addressed me as Jojo." Now Enya was really sweating. "So, spill it," Jotaro demanded, "Maybe it's because I loved watching Columbo as a kid, but these small details tend to bother me to the point I can't sleep." Enya hesitated before coming up with what she thought was a believable solution.

"Why, it's the guest book," she explained, "I remember you all writing your names in the guest book and I checked them afterward. It was Joseph Joestar, Noriaki Kakyoin, Jean-Pierre Polnareff, Jotaro Kujo, and Himari Utsukushicho." "Oh really," Jotaro said as he reached into his pocket, "You mean this guest book?" Enya gasped when she looked at the names. "Qtaro Kujo? Hanabi Kujo?" "Our real names aren't written anywhere in the guest book," Fluttershy noted, "Yet you still somehow knew them."

"We've been suspicious ever since you called my grandpa 'Joestar'," Jotaro explained, "So I told the others not to use my name. Fluttershy wouldn't be a problem, since she usually only goes by her nickname. But you blew it with her too when you used her real name. And the only reason you'd know our real names, is if you researched them ahead of time. Only someone working for DIO would bother to do that for a couple of high school students from Japan."

"Game's up Enya," Fluttershy said, "Might as well drop the disguise." Enya's eyes darkened as she complied. "Very well, but you still haven't realized a little something about my Stand. I've developed a new power over the last century." Just then, the horde of corpses burst out the door behind them, only to get slammed away by Star Platinum. "I think that's all of them," Fluttershy noted as she held up an undead baby with her Stand's vines, "And not a scratch on us."

Jotaro then noticed Polnareff and Hol Horse trapped by Justice in the hallway behind the door. "Hol Horse?," Fluttershy asked in surprise, "Did you really follow us all the way from Calcutta?" "Watch out!," Hol Horse said, "Her Stand is made out of fog!" "And there's nothing you have to fight against it," Enya bragged, "You can't punch it with your fists, slice it with your sword, or shoot it with your gun!" Fluttershy chuckled. "And you think that makes it invincible? Dream on. Fog has plenty of weakness to exploit. And I'll prove it by stopping you before you even take another breath."

Enya laughed. "One more breath? Are you serious? You're a hundred years too young to be pulling that on me! While I'll take another breath right... Now...?" She suddenly realized that she was starting to suffocate. She then noticed Music in the Trees has sprouted a number of pure white flowers along its arms and legs that seemed to suck in Justice. "As I said," Fluttershy said, "Your Stand still has weaknesses even if it is incorporeal. These flowers are commonly known as the desert thorn apple, a seasonal plant that requires a lot of water."

She smirked. "They've been known to drawn in moisture from the air... And your Stand is full of it!" Enya soon passed out from the lack of oxygen, causing her Stand to dispel as light shown in through the nearby window, and allowed Polnareff and Hol Horse to stand up again. "Her Stand almost seemed invincible," Hol Horse noted, "But I guess she didn't realize its weak points." Polnareff nodded. "Even J Geil, her own son, was aware of his Stand's limitations. I suppose when you've managed to live for a hundred years, you start to get a little cocky."