Golden Tears on the Angel's Wing

Chapter 13: Moody Jazz's Counterattack, part 2

Abbacchio rose to his feet and his eyes trailed towards the metal railings. Through his Stand's eyes, he could see where it was going and where it was located. He set his on the curve of the railing and began to follow it. "It went left. That's where he got Mista." Abbacchio says as he went to the railing and he and Bucciarati looked down to the walkway where Mista was taken. The lifebuoy laid still where it was. "Moody Jazz is passing underneath the buoy as we speak. Now it's taken a detour to the cabin where it got Fugo and Giorno." The two men walked down to follow Moody Jazz to pinpoint the enemy's location while Aria stayed behind at the storage space. She kneeled to it and looked over her shoulder to glance at Abbacchio.

'He's at risk of getting seriously hurt as long as his Stand's replaying Narancia's capture. I don't know how long until time's up, but I got to protect him. I hope this works...' Aria thought to herself as she lowered one of her hands towards the drain pipe. 'Please...protect Mr. Abbacchio.' She prayed. Praying that her new power was strong enough. She then felt something pulsating within her, making her gasp and the musical score slithered from her hand and down to the drain. Aria quickly rose to her feet and took several steps back in shock. Not expecting that to happen so suddenly. But had it worked? She could still hear the orchestra...so maybe? She stared down at the drain for a few moments before going back and rejoining the others.

"So the enemy can hold them captive and move them exactly where he wants." Bucciarati says as he and Abbacchio paid close attention to the small insect. The former cop blinked as he noticed the change in the fly's movements. "Look, the fly's beginning to slow down. It's the same spot he was hiding before. Yes, on the inside of that rope-tied. He's directly below the deck!" Abbacchio shouted. The fly hovered above the rope tied for a moment before it rapidly flew towards them.

"It seems he's heading our way. He might know we found out the secret behind his attack. Aria, stay behind us." Bucciarati says. Reaching behind him to grab hold of the mute girl's back. Aria nodded as she stepped closer to the blue-eyed man.

"He's got balls. Now's our chance! Cut the pipes and pull him out!" Abbacchio shouted. Bucciarati quickly summoned Zipper Man and activated his ability. Unzipped the deck and the pipe below, but they were left baffled when they discovered nothing was there at all. What? But the fly was heading towards them? So why? Wait... Where was Moody Jazz?

"They're nowhere to be found! Where's our target now, Abbacchio? Where's Moody Jazz? Where are the others?" Bucciarati questioned.

"Right there." Abbacchio said as he pointed to the open pipe. "There's no doubt my Stand is still in front of us. It's right over there."

"But I don't see a damn thing!"

"It's right where you opened the zipper! Just trust me on this, I know where my Stand is." Abbacchio said, trying to assure Bucciarati that what he was seeing through Moody Jazz's eyes was exactly what it appears. Bucciarati looked at his friend with uncertainty, but since he couldn't think of any other way, he had to trust him. He summoned Zipper Man and had him attack all across the deck, unzipping several openings on the ship, and yet still the enemy found nothing. 'What? But....he should be there..? Why isn't he-?' Aria began to think before she flinch in pain. She reached to hold her ear as she suddenly heard a sharp, high pitched off-key violin string. 'What was that...?'

"Where are they?!" Bucciarati asked.

"Good question." Abbacchio says as he stared down with a perplexed look on his face. This wasn't making any sense. Where were they? If he was hiding within the pipes, then they should've found the enemy by now. 'There's no way he vanished. He's right there. Is there another mystery we haven't figured out?'