They creep through the base looking for the stolen car with the corpse of the Don's wife's boyfriend in the trunk. Yeah, that happens a lot in the Mafia, Skull is told.
The stuntman grabs Fon's hand but the other is a martial artist so restricting his hands in any way is best route to getting him killed. Fon shakes Skull off because it's always best to be prepared.
Skull tries holding Viper's hand next but the Mist doesn't like a lot of physical contact despite being one of the first to agree to the polyamorous relationship.
Skull looks to Verde and gets a look that screams Skull is going to get electrocuted if he tries. He doesn't attempt with Lal, the woman is still on the fence about the relationship, so Skull just grabs Reborn's belt instead.
The hitman glares at him but Reborn's actually the quickest to agree to anything. Still hasn't let Skull fuck him but it's been close a few times. Skull will get there some day. Reborn looks away, letting the stuntman cling to him.
They flatten against the wall when loud footsteps are heard coming up some narrow stairs to the main garage below. Fon steps out with perfect timing and puts the man into a sleeper hold before tucking him into a corner while Viper pulls a Mist blanket over the Carcassa lackey, hiding him from view.
They could just storm in but that would be too much effort. Fon is for muscle, to actually carry the corpse, Reborn is here because he likes sneaking around, Viper is for the actual sneaky part of this, Lal is here to keep everyone in line, and Skull came for the nice cars the Carcassa has. Verde is the only one hanging out as control tower and Luce is taking a nap.
They go down the stairs, the heavy metal music getting louder, and curve around a long hallway, passing several large doors. Skull wants to make a joke about it being a sex dungeon, but Viper keeps pinching him whenever he starts talking - the Mist hates layering sound barriers.
Wait, can't he just mime it?
Skull waves his arms around and they pause, looking to him. How...how does one mime a sex dungeon? He isn't sure how to communicate that without speaking.
Skull abruptly decides that humping Reborn is the best way to charades this.
Reborn grabs Skull by the neck and shoves him to the ground, strangling the bastard as the hitman takes a seat on Skull's chest. Viper hunches over, muffling laughter, as Verde's sigh can be heard through the ear pieces. Lal and Fon quickly react, trying to pull the hitman off the poor civilian.
"Clearly we forgot to neuter the mutt," Reborn hisses under his breath to Lal.
Skull keeps making gagging sounds, trying to explain that the joke is about sex dungeons, his feet kicking out with heavy riding boots scraping across the ground. Lal and Fon try to stop the noise, which just so happens to mean that Lal clasps a hand over Skull's mouth and Fon pins down his legs, all the while trying to pry Reborn's hands off.
The door opens then, and like all the doors, it leads to a huge underground garage where all of the familiga spends most of their time, caring for cars and bikes as much as Skull does.
The Carcassa stooge gapes at them and cries out in alarm. The rest of the people also lunge to their feet, dropping beer bottles and grabbing crow bars or guns and rushing the Arcobaleno.
Reborn abandons his attempt at murder and the rest leap up with him, splitting up to better lose their pursuers.
Skull is left wheezing on the floor and just curls up protectively as the stampede rushes him. The Carcassa jump over him, roaring out a battle cry as they chase the intruders.
Skull blinks, stunned. Did they... not see him? He's wearing purple leather; how did they not see him?
Two sets of hands grab onto him and haul him up.
"Are you okay?" A brunet with even more facial piercings than Skull asks.
"Man, that was brutal," the other blond with a tattoo of a third eye on his forehead says. "I can't believe they just held you down and strangled you like that, right outside the door!"
They don't recognise Skull. He's a civilian so his only Mafia ties are the Arcobaleno, who definitely keep his involvement quiet. They erase any CCTV of their missions and no one who sees Skull with them survives to gossip about it - Reborn makes sure of that.
These two wouldn't know him, especially if they're far down the food chain in this family. Plus, everyone here is wearing protective motorbike suits, a good portion of them being purple as well. Skull fits in perfectly.
"Yeah," Skull blurts out, needing to complain. "What assholes! Can you believe they just strangled me out of nowhere? I did nothing to them."
The blond shakes his head in disgust while the brunet pops back into the garage and grabs three biker helmets for protection. It's not as comfortable as Skull's normal one but it'll do.
"Come on," the brunet says. "We have to help."
The two lead him around the base and Skull is so pumped about being Mafia™ enough that he can infiltrate a famiglia like this. The others are going to be so impressed when he tells them!
The three revheads eventually come across several bodies scattered over the floor.
"We should turn back," Skull hisses. If it was anyone else but Reborn then Skull could protect the two, but judging by the bullet holes through each left eye on the corpses...
"We can't," Jacob chokes out, eyes fierce under a heavily bleached blond fringe. "We have to protect the family."
"Don't you want revenge?" Giovanni asks.
"I..." Skull hesitates. These two have no idea what they're in for.
It's too late.
Reborn must have heard them since he steps around the corner, handgun at his side. It means nothing that it's pointed down, Reborn can move pretty damn fast when he wants to.
Giovanni and Jacob raise their own guns but Reborn uses two bullets and half a second to shoot the firearms away. Skull watches as the anger in their expressions melt away into fear at the heavy oppression.
It hits Skull that Reborn didn't kill the two. He didn't straight up kill them - Skull can fix this!
Skull leaps out in front. "Wait!" he cries, snatching up a gun from the floor. "I can't let you do this, you...monster!" He glances back at the two Carcassa. "Run! I'll hold him off!"
The two look worried but fear wins out and they take off back down the hallway to gather up reinforcements. Skull lets out a breath and drops his arm back down by his side when they disappear around the corner, then looks to Reborn.
The hitman is still pointing the handgun at Skull.
Shit, Skull is wearing the Carcassa helmet, Reborn can't see his face. "It's just me-"
"I know it's you, dipshit," Reborn scowls. "Put the gun down."
Skull splutters. "I'm not going to shoot you-"
"Every time you have a gun you always fuck around with it and someone nearly gets shot."
"I'm not going to shoot-!" Skull's flail at Reborn is punctuated by a bang.
Reborn jerks to the side, the bullet just skimming his cheek and leaving a red welt. Pin pricks of blood well up against the wound.
Skull purses his lips. "That's on me." He slowly puts the gun on the ground and raises his hands in surrender. "I'm sorry, that's my fault, I love you baby, but I think we should really focus on how no one got badly hurt-"
A bullet pings off Skull's helmet, the hit making him stagger a bit with the impact. Oh thank Satan for Mafia grade armour.
Skull turns and sprints the fuck away.
A/N:
Yes, Skull is not the Don in cannon – only later on even joining the Carcassa famiglia.
Do I care? Yeah nah.