`` = quotation marks (only used during speech or when necessary)
It didn't understand. WiSC just couldn't wrap its head around it. It was questioning itself trying to understand what had happened.
It remembered that Enrico was trying to find something to eat. That his body was rejecting anything he ate. And him bumping into someone. But after that its memory was incredibly fuzzy.
It knew that it was eating something. That it was sweet and warm. But it couldn't remember what it had been eating. Nor why. But it did know that it tasted good.
It was so preoccupied with trying to figure out what happened that it didn't notice that Claire was trying to get its attention. She was pulling at its face, which under normal circumstances wasn't possible. However, luckily for Clarie, she was one of the few people in the world whose Stand allowed for them to do this.
She began to pull harder at the ignorant Stand. The more it ignored her the harder she would pull. Until she pulled a little too hard and tore a piece off the Stand.
As she looked down at the piece she witnessed that it had quickly turned into a white pile of some kind of goop. And in return caused the Stand to react.
"Drop it." It yelled. Frightening Claire and causing her to unintentionally drop it.
Before the substance could reach the ground. it flew over to the Stand's face and merged with it. Regaining its former scarlet colouration.
"If you don't want your hands to start going numb and melting." It started to say, getting closer. "Don't do that again." It finished in a threatening tone.
As it finished speaking, parts of Claire's skin turned into bandages and tried to attack it. Only for the Stand to dissolve into the strange white goo and quickly moved behind her nearly hitting a nearby dresser.
Turing around Claire got briefly blinded by the Sun as it shone through the window. Once her eye readjusted she watched on as the Stand quickly made its way to the still-unconscious Enrico.
She watched as it tried to form itself next to him. Only to stop and disappear. Dematerialising as it rejoined him.
And not a second later, he got up. Yet, something was off. His demeanour was completely different. Claire was about to ask him if anything was wrong as he got off the sofa but she stopped herself as she noticed something.
Enrico's eyes had two white rings in the pupils. His hair had a few strands of black hair and was slightly longer. At first, she thought that she was seeing things but no. He really did have two white rings going around his pupils.
"Hey, Enrico are you alright?" She hesitantly asked.
"Enrico" paused for a second before turning to look at her with an annoyed look on his face.
"Alright? Alright?!" He yelled. "I just woke up and you ask me if I'm alright? Why would ask that to someone when they've just woken up huh?!" `Enrico` said, getting angrier and angrier as he talked.
Claire noticed as small storm clouds began to swirl around his head. Claire was a little confused at this. From what Enrico told her, Stands have a fixed form. And those that don't shouldn't differ too much in appearance. Yet his seemed to break this rule. And for a second, she thought she saw small yellow wolf heads in the clouds.
"Enrico, what's wrong?" She asked quietly. Claire was a little confused about what was happening. Enrico seemed to be a completely different person.
"What's wrong? I'll tell you what's fucking wrong you little shit!" `Enrico` shouted causing Claire to step back in fear.
As Claire stepped back she noticed something strange. The once-clear sky had now become swamped and hidden behind dark grey clouds. This shouldn't have happened. From what the weatherman said, there should have been clear skies all day today.
"Hey!" `Enrico` suddenly said. "Listen to me when I'm fucking talking to you." He yelled as he grabbed Claire's shirt causing her Stand to flare up, sensing his hostilities.
Up close Claire became even more confused. His once-segmented, partly shaved hair was quickly becoming full as hair quickly started to grow from the small shaved parts of his head.
As he was about to yell again but stopped as he noticed something. "Hey, did you do that?" He asked while pointing behind her, still quite angry but not as much as before.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" She asked as she looked to where `Enrico` pointed.
Looking at the dresser he was pointing at Claire didn't see anything that could cause his sudden reaction. The remote was still there and so too was the stack of books neatly piled up.
"Look harder dammit." He said. "The remote's been moved."
Claire stunned by the proclamation asked him what he meant by that, as to her, the remote hadn't moved a bit.
He let go of her shirt and moved towards the remote. Bending down as so his eyes were level with the surface of the dresser, he viewed the remote from possible angles.
"I knew it!" He yelled with a mix of excitement and anger. "It did bloody move!" Placing his hand on the remote he slightly twisted it to the left by precisely 2 degrees.
Getting back up he glared at Claire, more dark clouds began to form around him as he did so. His anger was building, getting ready to burst.
He began to yell again. Ranting about how no one understood that everything had a specific place. How everything needed to be placed neatly and in specific ways.
As she watch him talk she noticed that the remote that he had returned to its original position had started to slowly turn towards him.
Hearing a creak come from her left she looked to see some other objects get directed towards him. The TV, his belt buckles, the alarm clock and every other metal object in the room.
"Huh, What do you mean calm down? I'm plenty calm." He said. He was suddenly less angry than before but the more sudden part was his demeanour. He sounded almost scared.
"Why the hell wouldn't I be?" He said to no one in particular.
"I'm scaring her?" He said quietly in a confused tone. Before reverting back to his annoyed and angry one. "Why the hell do you care about some random girl huh? What the fuck does she have to do with Enrico huh?"
As Claire looked upon this strange display she thought about how strange things have gotten recently. The once cool and calm Enrico had suddenly become quite violent and aggressive. The compulsion to make sure everything was neat and tidy seemed to be much more important to him.
She also noticed that both the clouds in the sky and around him had started to disperse. And the metal objects around the room or those that contained metal began to stop moving.
"His girlfriend?" He said shocked. Claire blushed slightly at the statement. While it was true that she had feelings for him, she never thought that he would feel the same for her.
"I see..." He started, his face was a strange mix of interest and boredom. "Well then, when you put it like that like then I suppose that it does matter then. I'll return then." As `Enrico` finished speaking his body went slightly limp for a few seconds.
Claire slowly approached his body, her Stand ready and waiting to strike if need be.
Suddenly his body stood up in a frantic panic looking around before calming down once he saw Claire. "Oh thank god."
"Claire...was it? Now I understand that you don't understand what's happening right now. And that's fine. I myself aren't truly sure what's happening." He said as he began to slowly walk closer to her, his appearance once more began to change. His hair grew longer, and the black in his hair faded away as five thin lines of hair were coloured red, starting from his hairline to his ends. One ring in his eyes faded away as the remaining one became larger, with his iris turning a dark red.
Claire in response braced herself. She agreed with `Enrico` that she didn't understand what was going on, that something was wrong. And that led her to be suspicious. Her Enrico, the one she knew didn't act like this. Even if it was his body it didn't mean that he was in control of it. Hell, someone could be imitating him.
When `Enrico` saw her stance he chuckled slightly. "Oh. I see. I simply want to tell you something nothing more nothing less." When he said this, Claire somehow knew he was telling the truth. That didn't mean that she let her guard down though.
When he got close to her ear he whispered something to her, her Stand slowly wrapping itself around him just in case. It took a minute or two for him to finish speaking with Claire's eyes growing wider as he spoke.
"I-i never knew that was possible." Claire quietly said.
`Enrico` chuckled slightly. "Well, I don't know for sure if that's what happens with others with the same condition. But from what I can tell from ours. The deterioration and shattering of one's mind could cause one's soul to follow suit. And as such separate Stands form for the other individuals."
"What!" Claire exclaimed in shock as he walked away from her, her Stand letting him do so. Even if she was new to the whole Stand business, she didn't really know what to think about what he said. She just couldn't understand how that would function. And from what he could tell, they might be the only ones who had the privilege of having individual Stands.
"Uh-huh, in fact, you can see it from here. And as a show of good faith ill show it to you." He said pointing outside the window. "Though please don't tell Enrico about our interaction, it will be bad for the future if he has to worry about us."
Still weary of him, Claire slowly approached the window, still keeping her eyes trained on him just in case.
When she reached the window. She looked up to see what he was talking about. Her eyes widen in shock as she looked up to a clear night sky, millions of stars could be seen twinkling beautifully. The thing that shocked her was the moon. It looked larger than usual and there was a giant eye stretched across its surface with five small lines above and below the eye. With its pupil being blue and its sclera black.
She couldn't tell if a right or left eye as there were no defining traits.
(AN: here's what the eye looks like)
"That's my Stand..." `Enrico` started, drawing her attention. As small blue petals appeared and danced around his body. "The Killing Moon."