/OH NO MY FIRST STORY/CHAPTER/ONE-SHOT. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Unfortunately i'm lazy and will probably get the plot wrong at some point. Please angrily accuse me of being a loser in the comments./
Skull de Mort the Worlds greatest stuntman, Cloud Arcobaleno, head of combat forces for the Carcassa Famiglia, are the titles that I go by. But unfortunately the only title I can think to describe myself at this particular moment is Dead.
With bullets and flaming projectiles flying past my miniaturize bike would have made me laugh if it wasn't for how fucking terrified I was. Yuni, my sky, is currently curled up in front of me to keep her safe from the danger behind me. The goddamn rest of the Arcobaleno went and got themselves killed trying to beat Byakuran. I, being the weakest, was put on getaway duty in case everything went to shit. I protested that having a flame/dick measuring contest with a guy that just killed hundreds of people in such a contest would be fucking stupid. After getting my head kicked in I was sat with yuni under the cover of some of Verde's mumbo jumbo science waiting for the signal(them dying) to bust my shit out of there.
This lead to that and that lead to shit and me and yuni were off on my flame powered motorcycle. My destination was tsuna and crew with the hope that they could do a better job at protecting her than my bike and my bullet ridden back as protection. Don't get me wrong, the bullets fucking hurt but my flames easily pushed them out and healed it right back up ready to be shot again.
SHIT.
There's a fucking knife sticking through the center of my chest! AND ITS FUCKING COVERED WITH STORM FLAMES. My goddamn flame reserves have been going down with the constant bullets i've taken and running my bike.
Who the fuck threw a fucking foot long knife at 200 mph to hit me?! I could feel the storm flames already fighting my own which, by the way, is painful. Pain aside I realize I've got 3 options: 1. I lay over and die and fuck over the universe, 2. I do a last showdown like the others and die like a man and fuck over the universe,
or 3. I use all my flames boosting my bike, effectively ruining it, to get yuni to safety and have a 50/50 chance of fucking over the universe. While i'm thinking of my options the bullets are still pelting my back and (thankfully) bullet proof bike. You don't live with the strongest of the mafia without taking some precautions. Checking my mental map
I can tell that we were probably going to make it before I run out of gas (cloud flames). With nothing better to do with my time I take in what will probably be the last moments of my pitiful life. I could feel the wind blowing through my temporary bullet holes, Yuni screaming because there is a knife going through my chest, Tsuna and crew running twords my bike, the knife dr-WAIT Tsuna and crew were right up ahead.
I guess they chased off the shooters because I could no longer feel the bullets. I quickly and gracefully chunk Yuni, the fatty, right into Tsuna and fall off my bike, which is still going at a considerable speed, and flop to the ground. After rolling 20 meters I slam into a tree and decided that the knife had to go.
(Switch to Tsuna POV)
As Yuni landed in my arms with a crash, Skull fell off his bike with a crash. His body was in extreme flame exhaustion and the knife through his chest was pumping out storm flames. As we raced to his side he rolled over onto his back and jerked out the knife in one fluid motion.
Skull looked up at me and said,"Fucking kill that piece of shit." and died.
And that is how Skull de mort died.