章 5: The Death of a Comrade? Oh No!
"Mi Amor! Please come back with me to my hotel! I promise you'll have a good time! I'll even pay for your food!" Polnareff said. He was talking to a woman in a red dress. She had ordered a large steak and was eating by herself.
"Get away from me you creep! I have a boyfriend!" She shouted in Russian. The woman slapped him across the face and Polnaredd walked away, without a girl to take home. At least he ate some food. It was subpar, of course, but that didn't matter. Jotaro has some protein bars when I get back. At least that was something.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Polnareff sees a beam of blue fire coming out of their hotel wall. "What the hell? Jotaro must be in trouble." Polareff tries to run, but ends up running into a curved piece of glass. "Huh?! What the hell is this? It's like I've been trapped inside a souvenier snowglobe!"
"That's right!. This snowglobe will slowly fill with snow until you suffocate. I can control snow in any way I want, so I can strangle you with ice if you are too troublesome." Frosty said."
"Oi! Don't toy with me! I'll slash this glass like it's room temperature butter!" Polnareff tried to cut the glass, but no matter how hard he tried, the glass wouldn't even develop a scratch.
"Shoot! What can I do right now?" Polnareff looked around, but the only thing he could see was a glowing ball at the top of the snowglobe.
"Hmm, Is that a weak point? Let's find out!" Polnareff jumped against the glass and pushed off. The top of the snowglobe was about nine feet off the ground, so his jump obviously barely made it to the top. "Now, fencing barrage!" Polnareff tried to cut the ball, but a large snow column shot out of the ground and wrapped around his leg, pulling him back into the snow.
"So that is its weak point. He is trying to protect the ice ball by any means necessary. That just means I have to move faster than him." He thought. Polnareff did the same maneuver as before, but instead of slicing, he spinned around and tried kicking it. The snow tried to block it again, but Polnareff shot his rapier at the same time. A snowball shot out of another snow column that hit the rapier away, and Polnareff got hit in the gut by the snow column. (It twisted around his body and slammed him down)
The snow wrapped itself around the rapier and dragged it down into the snow.
"No, no, no, NO!" Polnareff shouted. The snow was getting thicker and he had just lost his rapier. So much for good planning.
"Think, Polnareff think! If it's made of snow, then I can't slash it down, and considering how fast this globe is filling, I barely have ten minutes. The snow had alreadly grown a foot, and it had only been a minute at max. Maybe, if I'm fast enough, I can have silver chariot punch the ball with its right hand while blocking with its left." He thought to himself
"I know what you're thinking dearest Polnareff! Sadly, no matter what you do, you can't beat me. Not without your rapier at least. As a matter of fact, I won't even let you live for the ten minutes it would take for the globe to fill." Snow shot out of the ground and wrapped around Polnareff. "Now, I think I'll-wait, they didn't just… hmph, they did beat my clone. What a surprise! I think we should wait until they get here to kill you!" The snow tightened and restrained Polnareff.
"GAGH…. Damnit! Let go!" He was straining himself just trying to get those words out.
"LET HIM GO!" A familiar voice shouted. It was Matthew! He said it through shallow breaths because he had just awoken from being knocked out. The, uh, lets call them the Stand Squad until I think of a better name, had appeared just as Polnareff was grabbed.
"You're right in time for the show!" Frosty said. His body slowly appeared through the snow. For someone who had been in snow the whole time, he was super dirty. He wore a raggedy sweater over what looked to be a long sleeved shirt. His pants were no better as they were supposed to be gray sweatpants, but you could barely tell because of how caked with dirt and grime they were. His face looked like it was just hit with a rock going Mach 2, with his white skin practically glowing red from the cold snow he was in.
"I think it's about time I end this. You destroyed my clone, so I destroy your friend!" Frosty screamed.
A final snow column came out with a sharp silver object at the end. It was the blade of Polnareff's rapier. Polnareff was freezing, any second he could get permanent frostbite and hypothermia.
"Now, say your final farewells, because you are dead!" Polnareff's once cheery eyes were a misty gray, as if he was already dead, and yet he was still able to summon silver chariot and put the rapier's handle in just the right way to attach it back onto his stand! Silver Chariot, faster than Frosty could react, slashed away Frosty's eyes, his blood staining the snow.
"NO, NOT LIKE THIS! YOU WILL DIE HERE, EVEN IF I DIE HERE TOO!" Frosty shook the snow as he raised his hands, snow started filling the globe faster than ever before! Another three seconds and Polnareff would suffocate!
Luckily, Frosty had let his guard down. He had also let Polnareff fall as the room filled. He slashed at the blue orb, now not even four inches away from his face, and then slashed at the glass. The glass was cut in a perfect circle, and Polnareff fell through the hole! The rest of the snowglobe filled with snow, and the stand users all knew Frosty was killed. But Polnareff was on the brink of death. Will he survive? Tune in next chapter to find out!
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