[center][h3][b]Chapter Four[/b][/h3][/center]

	The party of four, consisting of Mohammad Abdul, Joseph Joestar, Holly Joestar-Kujo, and Jotaro Kujo were seated at a local cafe within the city. Joseph had moved them there from the jail cells in order to have a more comfortable location to explain the situation with Dio's return in full. Annoyed with the entire arragement, Jotaro sat aloof, ignoring the others and gazing out the window of the eatery.

	"Jojo! Pay attention to us! Your grandfather and I came a long way to tell you this."

	"Yeah, yeah. Your name was Abdul, right? And as for you, gramps. Come on, this Dio guy died a hundred years ago and has been raised from the dead? You expect me to believe a load of shit story like that?"

	Abdul let out a soft chuckle and smirked "A story like what? Like spirit energy that summons fire, perhaps?"

	"It's okay, Jojo, you'll have to believe us soon enough. Especially after you here about how I know who Dio is...and why we're chasing after him."

	Abdul set a camera down upon the cafe table, causing perplexed looks from Jotaro and Holly as Joseph continued to explain.

	"Let me show you. You see, I've had the power of the Ripple all my life, but about a year ago I began to practice a new technique with it."

	Joseph raised his right hand over the camera on the table, palm flat in the shape of a martial arts chop. Lifting his arm back for a heavy swing, much to the protest of Holly and confusion of Jotaro, a purple Ripple energy began to take shape around Joseph's hand. Bringing it down onto the camera as a fierce chop, the Ripple energy dispersing throughout the camera as it shattered from the blow, a single photograph sheet being propelled from within.

	"You see, this new technique can reveal faraway visions, place them on film. Of course, I gotta bust up a 30,000 yen camera every time I use it. But now, Jotaro. The vision that will come from this photo will reveal our very destiny!"

	"What do you mean, gramps?"
	
	"Jotaro, Holly, have either of you ever taken a close look at the back of your necks? It's not a spot most of us pay any mind. But on the back of my neck is a mark like a star."

	Jotaro and Holly would both stretch to look at the spot upon which their left shoulder met with their neck, noticing a small star-shaped birthmark. This caught them both by surprise, and only served to make Jotaro more irritated and desperate to reach Joseph's point.

	"My mother said that my father had it too. It seems all of those with Joestar blood have this star. That star is our link to the Joestar family destiny."

	"Listen, quit messing around and tell me what's on the damn photo!"

	With this, Jotaro would snatch the photograph from Joseph's hand, stunned speechless at what he saw. It was the back of a man with long, blonde hair. Shirtless, and with a distinct line of surgery around his entire neck. The most defining feature, however, was the star-shaped birthmark in the same spot as Joseph, Holly, and Jotaro's.

	"That's Dio, Jotaro! My Spirit Photography Overdrive always shows only him! And look at the back of his neck...From the neck down, that bastard's body is that of my grandfather, Jonathan Joestar! From what my grandmother Erina told me about the way Jonathan died, Dio must have survived by taking his body. And one thing I can say for sure is that he's out there, hiding somewhere. It's been four years since he was revived, and our Ripple abilities have begun to strengthen since then. What other reason can there be but Dio?"
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	As the group led by Joseph Joestar departed from the cafe, another individual was roused from their stupor by the events occuring. The being in question was Dio, the man Joseph had been spying on via his Ripple technique not moments before.

	"Just now, I felt as if someone was watching me...It would seem they know. Jonathan's descendants must be receiving some kind of spiritual signal from his body. It must be fate. But fate can be purged, and I've already taken the first step towards that..."
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	Meanwhile, upon the next morning in Japan, Jotaro Kujo departed for his final day of school for the year. A large throng of girls of his school quickly gathered around him as he walked, showering him in praise and begging for his attention, despite his irritated silence. Eventually this chorus of praise and chatter would devolve into a pair of the girls hurling insults at each other before an enraged shout from Jotaro led them to stop, but not without a cheerful cry of excitement from them over Jotaro talking to them at last.

	As Jotaro neared the steps of the school campus, another student of the school, one with red hair and a green uniform in sharp contrast to the black of the school's, stood at an easel, painting an angled caricature of Jotaro himself. As Jotaro descended the staircase near the mysterious student, a flickering of green light spread from his fingers to the paintbrush, infusing the paint on the tip. With a quick stroke, the student ran the paintbrush across the knee of the painting, hurling a sudden splash of paint bubbling with the same green energy across the knee of the real Jotaro, slicing it open and causing him to trip off of the staircase.