The Past Always Comes Back to Haunt You

Dark Blue Scale Monster

Just a day later, all of the Crusaders had boarded a boat and started their journey out on the water. 

"To get from Hong Kong to Singapore, we'll be on the water for three whole days," Joseph explained, a shudder going down Eleanor's spine from the thought. "Well, let's relax and keep our spirits up." Eleanor nodded as she leaned back in her chair, relaxing her muscles a bit.

"Agreed," she muttered quietly. 

"But seriously, guys... can't you do something about those school uniforms? You're going to continue our journey wearing those? Isn't it ridiculously hot?"

"Well, we are students..." Kakyoin spoke, not looking up from his book. "And students should behave as students. But I suppose, that sounds like a stretch..." Jotaro huffed in agreement. 

"Japanese students are such stiffs. And Eleanor, why did you change into... that?" Instead of Eleanor's bizarre clothes Joseph and Suzi Q had given her, she was wearing black tights, a burgundy red skirt, a white shirt, a purple and black striped belt, a long burgundy school uniform jacket with silver lining, American red sneakers, rose-gold sunglasses, and her long hair was braided behind her back.

"Because I'm a student now, too," Eleanor insisted. "Plus, Jotaro said he wasn't going to be caught dead walking around with the way I was dressed, and I agree. Seriously, you were dressing me in bright blue pants with stars? No way in hell are you touching my stuff again. Plus, these clothes are comfortable. Well, maybe except for the tights, but like hell I'm going to show that much skin." 

"The clothes Suzi and I picked out for you were just fine!" Joseph insisted. 

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Oh, and by the way, I've decided to re-name my Stand." This caught the other two students attention. 

"Oh?" Kakyoin asked. "Why?" 

"Well, I noticed that you all have colors in your Stands names, and mine doesn't. Plus, the name 'Power Thief' just doesn't fit my personality, or, my soul. I'm not a thief, and I'm not hungry for power either. Forgive me Avdol, but I do not think I can accept the name you gave me." Avdol smiled and nodded. 

"I will admit, calling your Stand a Power Thief was a stretch," Avdol admitted. "Perhaps, a re-drawing of the cards will give me a better understanding." Eleanor nodded and chose a card from the deck once again, handing it to Avdol. "The Power card once again, though, I see that your Stand will be refined into something more beautiful than any Stand has seen. Therefore, I will name it, Fire Power." Eleanor smiled and nodded. 

"Much better," Eleanor said with a small smile. "That name, I can agree with." She leaned back and closed her eyes, though either way, all she saw was darkness. 

"Girls are never going to fall for stiffs like you," Polnareff said, referring to the boy's school uniforms. "But Eleanor, if you would just take off the leggings, and jacket, you would be damn fine." 

"Stop staring, Polnareff," Eleanor snapped.

"Let go!" Came the sound of a child yelling suddenly, the Crusaders looking over to see a crewman with a child. "Let go of me! You big lug! Damn it, let me go! Let me go!"

"Shut up!" The crewman said. "What a brat."

"Hey, what's going on?" Joseph asked. "I thought we'd agreed there'd be no passengers on our boat."

"I'm sorry, it's a stowaway," The crewman apologized. "This brat was hiding in storage down below."

"A stowaway?" Joseph asked, seeming surprised.