[center][h3][b]Chapter Three[/b][/h3][/center]

	The flames around Jotaro's limbs whipped across the cell, charring the walls, ceiling and floor with streaks of pitch black soot and ash. Jotaro's own fiery energy had begun to unveil itself, dazzling white light tracing in arcs across the teen's form. The tendrils around Jotaro began to receede as their white-hot counterpart raced its way back towards Abdul.

	"Remarkable. The form his energy has taken is the purest I've ever seen!"

	"So you and I, we share this energy...and my grandfather knows of it too! What is it?!"

	"Jotaro, your energy is the most powerful I've ever seen. Stronger than Abdul's, even..."

	"Mr. Joestar, you asked me to get your grandson out of that cell. I don't want to hurt him, but he's far too powerful. If we do not stop our battle now, I will be forced to do everything I can to defend myself, even if it costs him dearly."

	"Go ahead, Abdul. Let him learn."

	"Yes sir! Red Bind Overdrive!"
	
	Abdul took an intense breath, almost like he was attempting to inhale every last trace of oxygen in the room. The tendrils of fire lapping at Jotaro flared up with a heat so intense, objects in the cell began to catch fire. The smoke engulfing the cell began to overtake Jotaro, leaving him choking and gasping for air.

	"Papa, what are you doing?"

	"Be a good girl and stay quiet, Holly! Jotaro, As the heat takes your breath, your power will grow weaker! It's far from the evil you believe it to be! Indeed, what you called an 'evil energy' is actually a powerful current created by your very life forces! As I'm sure you can feel, it ripples out from your heart and across your body. This feeling is why it is known as the Ripple!"

	"Come on out, Jojo! As Aesop's fable says, when facing an icy wind a traveler needs only a coat, but the heat is lethal..."

	"I'm staying put until I can control this without hurting anyone else...It's nice to meet someone else with this power, but if you keep this up...you [b]will[/b] die."

	At this, white Ripple energy entwined around Jotaro's leg, contrasting deeply with the crimson color of Abdul's flames. His leg seemed to bend with inhuman flexibility, reaching behind him to smash against the cell's communal toilet. The bright Ripple from his leg caused the toilet to shake violently before outright exploding, a torrent of water showering the cell, dispersing Abdul's Ripple-formed fire entirely. With this, Jotaro surged forward, his Ripple forcing the cell bars apart, and him imbuing one with torrents of white-hot Ripple as he prepared hurl it like a javelin towards Abdul.

	At this, Abdul simply turned his back and stepped away, sitting against the walls of the jail hallway. This further incensed the rage burning within Jotaro.

	"Don't you turn your back on me, coward!"

	"Mr. Joestar, as you can clearly see, your grandson is out of his cell."

	With a long exhale, Jotaro let the metal bar clatter to the ground, his blinding Ripple energy dispersing. Tucking his hands into his pockets, Jotaro assumed a calm, casual demeanor, in sharp contrast with his behavior just moments before.

	"So, you got me eh?"
	
	"Not really. I had planned to send you to the hospital. But it seems that was not to be."

	"What if I'd thrown the bar I had straight through you?"

	"My Ripple techniques, the style I call Magician's Red, could have easily melted such a small piece of steel into nothing before it came close to me."

	"Jotaro, Abdul is just like you, his Ripple is proof enough that you don't need to stay here to keep studying your own."

	As Jotaro stepped away from the ruined cell, Holly excitedly rushed over and clung to her son's arm, much to his chagrin. A smile plastered itself across the woman's face, which only caused her son to grow more frustrated with every second.

	"Jotaro! You're finally coming home!"

	"Get the fuck off of me, woman!"

	"Oh! Sorry about that."

	"What?! How dare you address your mother with language like that! And Holly, stop smiling at the boy!"

	"Wait, Grandpa. Tell me one thing. How do you know about all this? How do you know about this 'Ripple'? I don't get it."

	"That's the other reason I came all the way out here to Japan. There's something else I needed you two to hear. But they say a picture's worth a thousand words, so have a look at these..."

	Joseph held out a set of photographs detailing a sight forgotten to the world. A small sailing vessel, utterly abandoned. And on its deck lay a coffin, covered in barnacles and torn open with a blowtorch. And upon it was emblazoned the single word: DIO

	"What the hell is this?"

	"Something that goes way back in the Joestar family...A coffin lost at the bottom of the Atlantic, until four years ago. I've already determined that this same coffin was on board the very ship where my grandfather, Jonathan Joestar, perished. When they found the coffin, it was empty. But I know what was in it. Abdul and I have been chasing him..."

	"Him? Hold on, you make it sound like a person was in there. Why would you call something that's been at the bottom of the ocean for so long a person?"

	"His name is DIO! He is the living incarnation of evil, awakened after a century of sleep! Our family's destiny is to fight this man."