Hard To Crack (R6S Caveira x Male Reader)

Looking Foward To The Past

Y/n's Point of View

I slowly awake from a good night's sleep, which is always good to have. I stand to my feet and yawn, rubbing my eyes after. Angelo was still asleep, which is typical for him. I decide to make a friendly introduction to Jack, and maybe this Lion guy.

I made my way to the cafeteria and spot Jack, alongside other people with a United States patch on their uniforms and shirts. I contemplate on whether I would talk to Jack right now or not. Nope, this was not a time to chicken out.

A blonde girl noticed and told the table that I was coming. Jack turned and slowly stood up, his height just barely peeking above me. "What do you want?" He asked in a sour tone.

"I would like to formally introduce myself, since you know, we kinda had a rough start when we first met." I explain, a nod following from him. "My name is Y/n Amato, former member of the New Jersey mafia, the Amato Family."

I stuck my hand out and waited. "I'm Jack, Pulse on the field, FBI specialist." He shook my hand and sat down. He patted a spot next to him, to which I obeyed. "I'm so sorry I acted up yesterday. I was really, really tired."

"No need. I would be the same way if a former mafioso ran on my turf."

Jack nodded and pointed to the others. "Meet the Americans, and the Jewish woman. This is Craig, aka Blackbeard."

Craig nodded and continued eating his food. "Meghan, Valkyrie. Jordan, Thermite. Eliza, Ash, the Jewish woman. Miles, Castle. Erik, Maverick. That over there is Collinn, Warden." He pointed to a older man with glasses eating and talking to nobody.

"Does he have schizophrenia? He is talking to nobody."

"Oh, that's just Nøkk, she doesn't like to be noticed." Craig responded.

"Tell us about yourself, Y/n." Jordan took a drink of coffee.

"Where do I start?" I sigh and pick a place. "Birthplace is not important. Anyways, when I was nine, my friend Angelo rolled into town a couple years earlier. We spent a few months hanging out and stuff, then," I pause and wipe my nose, "then my parents were killed. My uncle, who is still the leader, said they knew too much."

Jack put a hand on my back as he said "it's alright."

"Angelo and I were unknowingly forced into working with the mafia, and the White Mask as I learned yesterday. Few years later, we find out what we were actually doing. I was the hacker, so I tapped into cameras if they were available."

"So, you are a male Dokkaebi?" Mark asks from out of nowhere. I nod and hear him groan. "Damnit, now I gotta- why does she keep calling me!?"

"One day, I had enough of his shit, so Angelo and I left for his mom's house. We made it, I got to visit his mom, then I went to the store to buy snacks. I heard some voices and I booked it. Ran into an alleyway and saw my uncle blocking the exit." I take a deep breath and continue. "Shot his cronies, got shot, went to the hospital. Then I was taken to jail for a few months, but Angelo helped me shorten the time by bailing me out."

"Sheesh, that's tough." Craig commented, an eyebrow of agreement coming from me.

"We drive to his friend's house for some guns. Angelo's mom died of Black Lung Disease ten days after I went to prison, which brought both of us down. We take a boat to Worthing and call an uber to pick us up." I barely notice that I was making movements with my hands. "So we make it to London, and I'm excited, you know. I was gonna live a new life, meet new people, burn down a casino, everything you would do in London."

"Why burn down a casino?" Erik asks, taking a bite of toast.

"Smoke on the Water reference. But our adventure was cut short by Taina. Apparently, when a mafia boss kills two hundred men, you are completely fine, but when you and your friend kill three living things in your lifetime, you are wanted everywhere." I take a break and grab some food. I sat back down and scarfed down the food, leaving mere crumbs on the tray. "Sorry, I haven't eaten much yesterday. So anyways, we meet Elena and Monika at a restaurant, which led us to essentially become hits. We ran the next day, then, I met two of you. You guys took our guns and took us here. The rest you can kinda imagine already."