Well, the votes are in. Twilight's getting a part in taking out Jack the Ripper. I drew inspiration for this from Eyes of Heaven's Dual Heat Attacks. Hope you like how things go this chapter.

Still in pain, Jack leapt up to the ceiling, digging his knife into it. "Damn you!," he growled, "You'll pay for that!" "Pay for what?," Twilight asked, "Fighting to survive? If you can't handle people who fight back against you, then clearly you are a flea." Fighting his urge to drop down and teach Twilight a lesson, Jack instead opened a hidden passage in the wall and flung himself into it. "Even after that tremendous attack," Jonathan said, "He still lives."

"It's not enough to simply damage a zombie or vampire," Zeppeli explained, "You must destroy their brain. For lesser undead, a good solid blow, preferably with a blade behind it, will suffice. But our Ripper friend is clearly made of stronger stuff." "What's with the passage he disappeared into?," Speedwagon asked, "It clearly existed before Dio arrived." Zeppeli nodded. "It existed since the town was first founded in medieval times, when this place was meant as a training ground for royal knights. And it seems he left it open, which means he's inviting us in."

He turned to the siblings. "Perhaps you two should go in alone. Twilight already has experience in Hamon after five years of training, so if this doesn't work out she can finish the creature off. Jonathan..." He tossed the still full wine glass to Jonathan. "For this test, you must defeat Jack without having spilled a drop of this wine. Keep in mind this Norwegian phrase, 'The Northern Wind created the valorous vikings.' If you fail this test, I won't hesitate to abandon you. Twilight, he'll also fail should you offer any hints regarding the lesson."

The two siblings nodded as they entered the passage. "Are you mad, Zeppeli!?," Speedwagon asked, "Our lives are in danger here! This is no time to play games!" "So who's playing?," Zeppeli asked, "Believe it or not, there is a method to my madness. If you need to understand, then let me tell you of a related story regarding a Caribbean fisherman I once met. The ocean where he lived was deadly, the sharks that swam those waters being the largest you'll ever lay eyes on. Some were over ten meters tall, and all had killed several men from his village."

"But clearly not him," Speedwagon surmised. Zeppeli nodded. "The story happened one day while he was doing his usual job. However, the sharks attacked his boat, and he wound up slipping and falling into the sea. To survive, he cut off his own leg, which was caught in the boat's torn wood. He then used the blood to draw one shark in closer, then stabbed it in the head with his harpoon. The other sharks, sensing they would not get an easy meal with the death of one of their own, instead feasted on the dead shark's corpse, allowing the man to escape. When he returned, he became a hero to his village."

Zeppeli smiled. "That man was very old when I met him. Much like the Northern Wind forced the vikings to become strong to survive, so too did this fisherman. And so too must Jonathan." "But how does the wine fit into this?," Speedwagon asked. "Let's wait until he finishes his test," Zeppeli replied, "Either in success or failure, I will explain. But I will say this... If Jonathan cannot pass this test, it will be impossible for him to defeat Dio. That is also why I forbade Twilight to offer him hints regarding what the wine is for. He cannot rely on her help for everything."

Jonathan carefully made his way through the maze of man-made tunnels, doing as Twilight did earlier in her fight with Enya. Twilight insisted that any sort of light would just make it easier for Jack to attack them. Vampires had excellent night vision, but zombies had no such advantage over humans. This proved a good idea, as Jack nearly took the siblings by surprise using a bladed torture device shaped like a giant ribcage. The weapon was powerful enough to slice through a nearby column.

Jonathan had difficulty keeping the wine in the glass while dodging. More than once it threatened to spill out, but he managed to use what he'd learned to keep the wine in the glass, down to the last drop. "He's hiding in the darkness," Jonathan said as he got up, "Even without the ability to see, he can still hear our breath and smell our blood. And he seems quite found of that knife. Even a narrow miss seems enough to tear through flesh. I shudder to think what a direct attack would do."

"This is your lesson, Jojo," Twilight reminded him, "What do you want to do?" Jonathan carefully approached a nearby wall, Jack on the other side of it. 'That's it,' the mad killer thought, 'Just two more meters, and you'll die.' Meanwhile, Jonathan was also thinking. 'Zeppeli's first thought was to put himself in the mind of the enemy. If I do that, then it's clear Jack must be close. Perhaps on the other side of this wall since I can barely make out an entrance not far from my position.'

He began to steady his breathing, remembering the lesson on making fear his own. As he got close to the entrance, he saw the wine start to shudder, though not from anything he did. "Yes... I see now. The ripples in the wine, like the Northern Wind! The wine acts like a conductor for Hamon, transferring through the glass and my body, into the earth. Where it senses the presence of life! That's how you were evading Enya's illusions!" Twilight grinned. "There are no illusions to a trained Hamon user. Can you find where he is past the wall?"

Jonathan held the glass to the wall and found where the wine was rippling most. "There!" Twilight nodded, and the two focused their breathing. As one, they called out, "Trembling Heart! Unrelenting Heat!" The two struck the wall at the same time, sending Hamon through the wall and into the unsuspecting Jack. "Sendo Hamon Overdrive!" The villainous serial killer turned zombie yelled in surprise and pain as he was completely destroyed by the twin attacks.

Zeppeli smiled in satisfaction when the siblings returned, the wine glass still full. Seeing in Twilight's eyes that she fulfilled her end, Zeppeli said, "Well done, Jojo. You have passed the test. It seems the Northern Wind truly did make a powerful viking this day. Now with that obstacle removed, let us move on to the village." When the group found themselves outside in the sun, Twilight noticed something. "The village still seems to be normal. Dio must have been careful with his feedings."

"Mister Zeppeli," Speedwagon said, "Could I also learn how to use Hamon? I'd like to be more than just an information source for our group." Zeppeli considered it. "I'm not sure you could. Theoretically anyone can learn Hamon, since everyone has life energy. But only one in a thousand people have the physical aptitude and mental discipline necessary to pull it off. Just look at Twilight and Jojo. Even now they're still performing the breathing exercise they were taught. That's not easy to do on a regular basis."

He turned to Speedwagon. "Both Twilight and Jojo are special. Jonathan has willpower from his past and future, riddled with hardship, and Twilight is simply a prodigy, which is rare among Hamon users. Even though I have long been a master, it came after ten long years of study, with a master who had five-thousand years worth of history behind him. You, however... Even a life living on the streets would not be pressure enough. If I may ask, why the interest? It must be more than just your relationship with Twilight."

Speedwagon nodded. "It's true Twilight can take care of herself. That's what I love about her more than anything. But everything about Dio makes me sick. I've stolen possessions, sure, but Dio steals life! You don't need to be a copper to know which crime is worse." Zeppeli nodded in understanding. "Well, your regular fighting skills should suffice against Dio's minions, should you truly wish to help. The technique I used to awaken Jonathan's Hamon is tricky, and more than once I've slipped while using it on a young potential, causing them much pain."

Just then, a young boy came flying in on a rope, grabbing the bag they had with them. Quickly he swam across the nearby pond. "What on Earth?," Jonathan asked. "The kid is clever," Zeppeli noted, "He came in using a tension line, a efficient means of pulling off the theft and escaping." "This is now time to be admiring him!," Speedwagon called out, "All our money was in that bag!" His eye twitched when he saw the kid get out the other side of the pond and pull his pants down just enough to slap his bare bottom, grinning at the group as he did. "And now he's making fun us...," Speedwagon grumbled.

"We might as well go after him," Zeppeli admitted, "He can lead us to the village." "But how?," Speedwagon asked, "He's already halfway up the nearby cliff." "Have you ever heard the Bible story of Jesus?," Zeppeli asked. Speedwagon nodded. Zeppeli grinned. "Well, Hamon users may not have the power of God, but we can still pull off one particular trick of his Son's." He placed a hand in the water and focused his Hamon, causing it ripple. Both Speedwagon and the kid were in shock as Zeppeli, Jonathan, and Twilight easily walked across the surface where the ripples formed.

"You'd best go the long way, Robert," Twilight said, "This trick requires one to make their body's energy and the water's repel each other, not an easy feat. Look, even Jojo can only do it up to his knees." The kid got over his shock. "How did you do that? Well, either way, you can't follow me up here! This bag's mine!" "I believe you'll find my name printed on it," Jonathan said, "Not your's." He channeled his Hamon through the rock while striking it. Zeppeli nodded in approval as he listened. "Good form, but you need to work on your aim. Two meters to the left would have been better."

The kid laughed. "So you're not following then? This is why travelers are so easy to steal from!" Jonathan smirked. "Why follow you when you'll be coming down momentarily?" The kid looked confused. "Why would I--" His words got cut off as the Hamon flung him off the cliff, causing him to scream in panic. Luckily, Jonathan caught him before he hit the ground. Jonathan then frowned. "Something's wrong. There's too much energy in this boy." Twilight snapped her head up. "It's not the boy... Look!"

Nearby was a graveyard, and already the sensation of Hamon could be felt from the ground within it, meaning the corpses were moving. "It seems we were the ones getting caught," Zeppeli said, "That boy was meant as bait, meaning he was likely hypnotized." As the rotting hands started bursting from the ground, Jonathan got another sensation and looked up. He glared as he recognized the man standing at the top of the cliff, grinning down at the group. "Dio..."

As the crowd of undead came pouring in, one was killed quickly when Speedwagon's razor hat struck it in the brain, causing it to fall and stop moving from the blood loss. The boy blinked a started looking around. "What's going on? Who are you people?" "So Dio hypnotized this poor child," Speedwagon said, his teeth grinding. "Yes," Zeppeli said, "He knows that zombies and vampires cannot act in the sun. Look, already the night starts to come in. He sent a human child to draw us into a trap. To think someone so cunning has possession of the mask..."

The boy screamed as he looked at the zombies. "What's going on!?" "It'll be alright," Jonathan said, "What's your name, young man?" The boy gulped. "P-Poko." Jonathan nodded. "Alright then, Poko. Grab onto my back and hold on as tight as you can. Use the backpack ropes to get a good grip. Make sure not to fall off, understand?" Poko nodded as he did what he was told. Meanwhile, Speedwagon retrieved his hat and brandished a sledgehammer. "Looks like the knights that were buried here were turned into zombies by Dio."

Zeppeli nodded. "If you ever wanted a chance to help, Speedwagon, this is it. This mindless horde should be easy for a competent fighter, even without special skills." Dio looked on as his three enemies, plus the newcomer, easily dealt with his minions. 'They tear my zombies apart as easily as tissue paper. I'm starting to regret sending Jack in first. Perhaps Wang would have made a better choice. The man has already proven disposable.' "You there," came Zeppeli's voice, "Dio Brando, was it? I don't know who you are, but I know what the mask awakened in your brain."

Dio was taken aback. He thought for sure that only Jonathan and Twilight truly knew the secrets of the mask. "Why not come down to fight?," Zeppeli offered, "Surely it's far better than that unstable cliff." Dio scoffed as he licked his fang. "You would have me down in the dirt with the insects!?" He unleashed a torrent of will, causing Zeppeli to pause. "Such a powerful evil pressure." Dio laughed as he lifted up his shirt, revealing that he still had a burn scar where the goddess statue had speared him. "Just a bit more and I'll have healed all the wounds Jojo dealt me. Perhaps your blood will suffice, magician."

Zeppeli glared at the vampire. "Bastard... How many lives have you drained just to heal those wounds?" Dio shrugged. "Do you remember how many breads you've eaten in your life?" "Bread can't scream as it's being eaten," Twilight quipped, "Now if you've gone with some sort of livestock, then you'd have a better analogy." "Will you quit that!?," Dio barked, "Even now you have to make me look like a fool! Ever since that day we first met, when you used that accursed Stand to keep me from satisfaction against that mangy mutt!" He then realized he'd said too much, as Twilight narrowed her eyes. "Enya told you about them. Has she said anything about an arrow, by chance?"

Dio composed himself, taking a second to calm down. "You'd have to ask her personally." He then snapped to attention and caught a punch from Zeppeli, who had taken advantage of the situation to strike. As he saw the glowing energy from Zeppeli's fist, he grinned. Zeppeli looked shocked as Dio froze his arm. Zeppeli then grunted in pain as his own arm starting tearing apart. "Enya and Wang told me of the strange energy you possess," Dio explained, "And I realized it must flow through your bloodstream. It may have been enough to defeat Jack the Ripper, but I have far more control over my flesh. I vaporized the water in your arm while taking away its heat, causing it to freeze instantly."

Zeppeli quickly pulled his hand away, and Dio took his chance. "Now I'll crush your arm and skull like a vase!" Zeppeli simply stood there and grinned. Dio got a surprise when his attack rebounded, causing his arm to fracture as it connected with Zeppeli. That's when Jonathan and Twilight leapt up onto the cliff as well. "You seem to have forgotten to get out of sight," Jonathan explained, "Twilight's power works so long as she can see you attacking. Dio, now we'll crush your ambitions!"