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His second week….his second week in the Wizarding World was spent searching out the exact members of each party, their numbers, their homes, their views, their actions and lack of action…he researched each member as thoroughly as he could manage.

He missed the Arcobaleno- it would go much faster with them at his side, but he would not drag them into his war. Not to mention the fact that the Arcobaleno had no experience with magic and all the things it would allow a wizard or witch to manage. It was a much more…flexible…sort of medium when compared to Flames. He had no doubt at all that they would adapt, that they would dominate a fight with any magic folk given the proper amount of time and training but…

Skull didn't have the time to teach them. His family was in danger now. The only other people Skull may have trusted aside from himself to prepare the Arcobaleno for fighting magic users were the people he was going in to rescue.

So he would act alone.

Besides. Skull really wanted to maim the people who had dared to touch his family himself. He knew himself enough to know he'd get…twitchy if anyone tried to get in the way of that.

So his second week was spent using a combination of all the magic and habits he had learned during the war, and all the tricks and trades he had learned during his 33 years in the mafia gathering information on his targets. Old habits and knowledge sliding easily to the surface to blend with the newer ones.

Skull didn't think he'd ever forget the things he had learned to be and do on a warfront. It had always been there, ruthlessly suppressed in the presence of the Arcobaleno, but here and now Skull was marching into war as a one-man-army and it was as easy as breathing to slide back into old habits made all the more deadly by his stint in the mafia.

Week three….week three was the beginning of the end for the wizards- not that they realized it at first.

Week three was where Skull began to slide and slink through the shadows taking people out of the picture permanently. He left a bright violet colored tribal looking cloud motif on the walls for them to find at each site.

Skull wasn't one to brag about kills or anything, but he did it for two reasons.

The first: he wanted the wizards to whisper about it, he wanted the news of someone taking out Neo-Eaters and leaving that mark behind to spread. His family would know what it meant. They would hear about it- hopefully- and know he was coming.

The second…

The second was purely from his Cloud instincts. He wanted these people to know he was coming for them. He wanted them to know he had been the one to do it- even if they didn't know who he was yet or why he was doing what he was doing. He wanted the Neo-Eaters to panic as their numbers slowly diminished, as it hit them that all of them would be hunted down no matter where they went or what defenses were placed in his way.

Inverted Clouds were much more dangerous to anger then their Classic brethren. The whole mafia world whispered of the Classic's rage, the destruction they left in their footsteps.

This is because Classic Clouds raged in and demolished everything in their path in the way of whatever target had roused the anger. They left survivors. Inverted Clouds…were different. They had a much longer fuse, so when something did managed to set them off, Inverted Clouds didn't rage. They Plotted. They were meticulous. They hunted their prey down, stalked in from the shadows before lashing out.

Classic Clouds were natural disasters. They left an impression, people saw them coming and were demolished if they did not leave the line of fire. It was possible to whether the storm if they were not the main target of a Classic's rage so people were left in the path of their destruction and were able to spread warnings to others. Inverted Clouds were predators. They hunted. No one was left untouched. They would hunt every single person and piece involved with their target down and, if they saw a reason, destroy them. No one was left to whisper warnings about the Inverted Cloud when they were done.

Skull was going hunting.

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Skull relished in the panic of the Neo-Eaters.

He knew they didn't suspect Harry Potter to be the one whittling their numbers down. (Harry was the 'savior' after all- a bright and shining war hero and perfect example of a Light Wizard who would never sink to killing them this way) This has the benefit of ensuring his family wasn't threatened and that his family was being moved with the surviving members. He knew that. They had left him their own signs in the rooms they had been held in. He had just ripped information from the minds of the Neo-Eaters he found and jumped from base to base, carving his way through them so he knew where to look when he got there, and he recognized that his family was still alive and knew he was coming for them.

Good.

If his family had been harmed…well.

It would have gotten much worse for the Neo-Eaters.

It doesn't even cross his mind that he hadn't called or checked in with any of the Arcobaleno since he had stormed away. He doesn't think about how he has fallen into war patterns. He doesn't think about the last time he actually ate, or the last time he had slept more than an hour for every 9 he was active.

He doesn't pause to think beyond the knowledge required to take out everything Neo-Eater in his path, and keep himself in fighting condition.

Considering the circumstances of what Skull considered 'Fighting Condition' and what he had faced in the past with worse than he was doing to himself, Skull wasn't really taking care of himself as he should.

It wasn't effecting his warpath across the British Magical Community (without magic or Flames so he wouldn't draw the Ministry or Vindice to his location- just old fashioned straight up killing) in the slightest.

So Skull just kept going.

It's only a matter of time before the Potter Luck strikes again and something goes wrong.

This turns out to be in the middle of a highly warded mansion of one of the 'earth shakers' in the Neo-Eater party. One of the members that really knew what they were doing, who pushed through the laws and legislature so cleverly worded and twisted to the Neo-Eater's agenda that the mafia man in Skull would appreciate it, would admire how no one was the wiser in any other situation.

It just so happens that this fucker had targeted some of his, and Skull had a track record of toppling regimes that targeted his people.

Skull gets in without issue, and even succeeds in killing the majority of the people in the mansion aligned with the Neo-Eaters without alerting anybody. (He takes a few dives into the Neo-Eaters' heads as well to pull more information from them)

The issue pops up when he walks straight into a meeting.

It was the kind of thing only a Potter would have happen to them. (Skull was of the opinion that somewhere in the past a very, very powerful Chinese magical had cursed his family line 'May you live in interesting times')

It erupts into a fight immediately.

In the end Skull kills everyone in the mansion before they can alert anyone, but not before the earth shaker himself, the Neo-Eater who would have died 108 times over in the first five minutes if he had not kept using others as meat shields, was the one to land a glancing blow.

It turned out to be all that was needed to cause problems as Potter Luck kicked in a second time. (God it was Second Year all over again.)