Ghiaccio drove up to the car park where Buccellati's group was supposed to be, only to find a bunch of people missing cars, and the burning wreckage of Melone's bike. "Merda, looks like I may have just missed them. Several cars gone, they may have hot-wired one. Well, I need to find them, come hell or high water." He scoffed. "I never did like that phrase. Well, I always got the high water part, that's obvious. It's the hell part I never understood. I mean, Hell's not just gonna get up and start walking. Always pisses me off..."

He called Melone. "Yo, I'm at the car park you mentioned, but there's no sign of Buccellati's gang." 'Yeah, my latest Baby Face blew it,' Melone said, 'It was just screaming at the end. I overheard something about piranhas. This never would have happened if I had been able to warn it about Rarita's Stand. That thing is damn near invincible so long as Rarita's in good health. I discerned that much from Prosciutto's information.' "Where are you right now?" 'In Roma. The train made its stop. I still have Rarita's blood sample, I'll just make sure the new Baby Face doesn't target her and goes straight for the girl.'

'Okay, let me know when it's ready. I'll meet you in Roma.' "Got it," Melone said, "Once I find a new and better mother, this new homunculus will be able to beat even Giorno's Stand. Now that I know what it can do, Baby Face can be invincible." He paused as he heard a hissing noise. "Was that a snake? But what would one be doing at the train station?" He gasped when he saw a snake near his face, the markings indicating it was venomous. What made him gasp was what looked like small bite marks along its body, and a small violet shard in part of its head.

'They seem to have hot-wired a car,' Ghiaccio said as the snake came closer to Melone's mouth, 'And not just one, but several. Make sure the new homunculus can track them down.' But Melone was no longer listening as the snake bit his tongue while he screamed out, "Giorno's Stand! It made this snake from Junior's remains!" As he succumbed to the venom, he dropped the blood sample from Rarity. 'Hey, Melone? Melone!?' But Melone was already dead. Now La Squadra had lost Buccellati's group again.

Rarity cleared her throat as the healed section created by Giorno finished bonding to the rest of her body. "So, think we've shaken them?" "There's been nobody after us for the last four or five hours," Mista noted, "I think we managed to give them the slip. We should reach Venezia before long." "And then we find out what comes next," Giorno said, "I doubt our errand for the boss ends in Venezia." "Fugo, hold the turtle over here," Rarity said, "I want to check on the others."

Fugo nodded as he held Coco Jumbo to Rarity. He held her hand to the key and dove inside Mr President. "We managed to shake the other group. Looks like we'll reach Venezia within the next hour or two." "Good," Buccellati said, "And not a moment too soon. It seems we have further orders from the boss. Abbacchio, this concerns you so pay attention." Abbacchio looked confused. "What does it say?" "He wants you to rewind Moody Blues ten hours back next to the dining chair," Buccellati said.

"The boss knows about Abbacchio's Stand?," Rarity asked. "He knows about most Stands in Passione," Buccellati explained, "Not all of them, but most. Out of our group, only yours and Giorno's are still unknown to him, as far as I can tell." Abbacchio rubbed his chin. "Orders or no orders, I'm curious what the boss wants us to see." He summoned Moody Blues and sent him over to the dining chair, rewinding the timer back to ten hours. "Ten hours ago puts the event at just around 3:00 PM," Rarity noted, "About an hour before we picked up Coco Jumbo in the station."

"What do you think we'll see?," Narancia asked. "We're about to find out," Abbacchio said, "Moody Blues has finished rewinding." Moody Blues went as if it was about to leave Mr President, but then stopped in midair and transformed into a very familiar figure standing on the dining chair. "Pericolo?," Trish asked. "Wasn't that the capo who gave us this job in the first place?," Narancia asked. "Yes," Buccellati said, "I guess he was the one who brought Coco Jumbo to the Napoli train station."

Moody Blues turned to the group and began to speak in Pericolo's voice. "Buccellati, if you are hearing this, then all has gone as planned so far. I have been instructed by the boss to deliver you your final orders for this mission, using Abbacchio's Stand as a medium. This was decided on the off-chance that someone has been reading our e-mails." "That's clever," Rarity admitted. "What you will be doing in Venezia is of the utmost importance," Moody Blues continued, "No one else must know of this, only you and your group... Because this will tell you how to transfer Trish to the boss."

Trish gasped. "Our job's almost done then," Narancia said. Moody Blues produced a picture of a winged lion sculpture outside a large building. "When you get to Venezia, find this sculpture and obtain the OA-Disc inside. You'll find the location of the transfer on the disk. This picture no longer exists for this reason." He proceeded to burn the picture using a lighter. "But you can always replay this message if you need a reference." "Abbacchio, pause the playback," Buccellati said.

Once this was done, he looked at the picture. "This is Santa Lucia Station. That must be where we'll find the statue. Okay, keep playing the message." Abbacchio nodded and Moody Blues continued. "This is all I have to say. You've been given your instructions. The enemy has already discovered me. Your highest priority is getting Trish to the boss in safety. This is the most crucial! As for me, I've led a fulfilling and fruitful life. But I cannot leave any evidence of this mission."

He got out a gun. "My men know nothing of this, and they must clean up my mess. Buccellati, I pray for your success." And with that, he shot himself in the temple, flying up into the ceiling. Moody Blues then transformed back to normal and stopped phasing out of Mr President. The group was shocked. "Pericolo...," Buccellati said. Trish was also shocked and horrified, having gotten to know Pericolo. "He was able to live a long life," Rarity noted, "That's a rare thing for a gangster." Buccellati nodded as he sniffed. "I'll let the others know what we're doing."

I noticed that, as of writing, the number of OC Stand archive chapters makes it so the number on the hidden chapter counter is the number of regular chapters I've posted.

Sorry, I wanted to liven the mood after that heavy action.