You look out the window of the car admiring how much Naples has changed as buildings quickly go by.
The man you recently met named Doppio, looks over in your direction. "Admiring the scenery, are we? I do suppose stuff has changed since you were 16, huh? We will be at your new base in 5 minutes." You nod, showing your acknowledgement. However, half listening
due to your mind as it runs 100m/hr with questions. What will your new team be like? Are they more violent than the usual for a hitman?
As the car comes to a stop in front of a concrete building, your knee starts to bob up and down in anticipation.
Doppio hands you a thick file with Y/N on the front, including a photo.
"I'll leave you here, but if you hand this to Risotto, he already knows you'll be joining his team." You nod, taking the file from his hands and taking a deep breath in before exiting the car and walking up to the oak door, knocking on it.
A man with lilac hair and a peculiar mask answers the door, looking down at you. "Di Molto! now who do we have here." The man loud states his eyes, scanning your body. You answer in a quiet tone "Um I'm here to see Risotto," whilst rocking on your feet. The man licks his bottom lip and grins "Right this way mi amour" he gestures for you to walk into the building and looking at your figure from the back wondering if you could be a potential mother for his stand.
As you walk in, the whole atmosphere changes. Expensive wood floors and leather sofas surrounding an intricate glass coffee table. Paintings lining the walls, some being of storms, others more abstract with darker colours with red specs. Black fur rugs rolled out across some open spaces.
As your head looks around in awe, Melone guides you to a large office. As you enter a large man with piercing red pupils and pitch black scleras staring at you, as he stands up to a staggering 195cm, a sense of dread starts to stir inside you.
"You must be Y/N. You're a lucky girl if I do say so. The boss is breaking you out of a maximum security facility. However, don't think cause you earned his respect that we will respect you. So tell me why you," Risotto says, standing over you. "I suppose it's due to having a skilled stand that could rank with your goons. Or possibly that your team isn't as up to scratch, " you smirk, challenging Risotto to test his patience and to hide any hint of fear you had.
As you say that last sentence Risottos eyes focus onto yours burning into your already dead soul before saying in a low tone "Do not insult the team you'll be living with cause they won't put up with comments like that. Now explain your stand." You slowly think before replying,
"His name is Cypress Hill. It can make any inanimate object or living organism decay. However, if I use it for too long, I start to get weaker and cough blood."
Risotto starts to back off and sits back behind his desk and starts to write down about your stand. "Can you demonstrate for me how it works?" he says, scooting an apple towards you over the desk to demonstrate on.
A thick black smoke spreads around the room as your stands in the arises from the centre, its mask tilted downwards as it makes long, muffled breath sound. He slowly reaches for the apple, staring at Risotto and tilting his head to the side. As he cradles the apple in his hand, black bubbling mould started forming at the base, slowly making itself to the stem.
After 20 seconds, your stand crushes the apple and rotates its hand to tip the dust that remains onto the ground before dissipating into you. "I have to admit it could be useful in the future." Risotto looks at you slightly (only slightly) impressed. "You may leave," he says, still recording the events that happened. You nod, standing up and walking out of his office and walking towards the living room. "Now it's time to meet he team".
YOU ARE READING
Insane In The Membrane. (La Squadra x fem reader)
ActionY/N is a phycopath through and through. Sent to a facility at 16 after attempting to kill a man they has lived in for 3 years. However their has a trick up their sleeve.
