

(What's popping gamers, my friend actually has a rendition of Dry Hands. It'll be the picture above. Also, not everything in this chapter is historically accurate, but it helps to fit the narrative so if something isn't historically accurate, that's why.)

Stand User: Bittersweet Symphony Stand User: Artyom Grietje Stand Ability: Symphony can switch the traits of things by touching them. For example, if Symphony were to touch fire and then someone's blood, it could swap the heat of the fire to the blood. This stand is also very strong and can dish out hits. "So," Aryo started, "You do have a stand." Aaron quivered in fear.



"Is this thing connected to me?" He asked. "Yes," Aryo backed off and seemed a lot more docile. "Sorry about scratching you up like that." He held out his hand to Aaron. Aaron grabbed it and was pulled up by the brutish man. Aryo smiled and put his arm around Aaron's shoulders. "I have a question for you Aaron. Would you like to learn how to control this thing? As you put it?" Aaron calmed down a bit and quickly glanced at his stand. "Yes." He answered. "The first part of learning to control your stand is to give it a name," Artyom said. "So," He paused to listen for something. "What's the name? It should come naturally." Aaron found the last phrase a bit odd but immediately had an answer. "What about Dry Hands?" Artyom thought for a moment. "I like it. Sounds cool. Anyway, it's time to get to the meat of using a stand. Moving it." Artyom glanced at Aaron and smiled. "How do I do it?" Aaron asked. Artyom opened his mouth to answer but didn't say anything. "Good question." He paused, "Just think really hard on how you want it to move." Aaron nodded and squeezed his eyes shut. He felt Dry Hands move and swing its sword. He opened his eyes and saw that Dry Hands was about two meters away from him. He glanced at Artyom and saw that he was grinning. "I did it!" Aaron cheered, "Alright! What's next-" Suddenly, Artyom's doors flew off of its hinges. Aaron then wondered for a moment on how the door was able to fly off of its hinges like that and then be closed by Artyom to then be kicked down. He was only able to wonder for a moment before S.W.A.T. team members flooded into the room. Aaron threw his hands up in fear but Artyom didn't budge. "Freeze! Artyom Grietje! You are being put under arrest by President Jusuf Magnum! Put your hands behind your back!" He rolled his eyes and complied. Out of the corner of Aaron's eye, he saw Bitter Sweet Symphony touch a copper teapot on Artyom's coffee table. Symphony then touched the brittle wood of the table. Aaron glanced at Artyom and he nodded. He had no clue what he was meant to do, but that wasn't going to stop him. As Symphony reached over and touched two of the S.W.A.T. team members, Aaron summoned Dry Hands and threw the table at the remaining three. The three members were pinned under the table as Symphony punched through the stomachs of the other two. Artyom pulled his arm back and so did Symphony. The two guards fell to the ground. "Good job Aaron! I see you got my signal!" Artyom spat. "Thanks! But how'd you punch through those guys so easily?!" "Well, I'll make it simple, I used Symphony to swap the traits of their skin to the durability of wood and copper. Then it's as easy as cake!" Artyom explained. He and Symphony walked over to examine the now broken door but as Artyom squatted down near the door, one of the S.W.A.T. members shakily took aim at Artyom's neck with his rifle.