The gunshots rang through the car, but you didn't hear anyone in pain.

"Well lets hope I actually hit them, I've never fired a gun before." You stated as you handed Mista back his gun.

"Where's the turtle? I don't see it in the car, you three aren't with Trish and Bucciarati?" The voice questioned, "If you're actually bothering to split up... I got it! That means you're on a mission to get something important."

At this time, you were glad you left Lemon with Bucciarati, you doubt he would have been able to withstand this cold.

"The location in the picture..." The voice seemed to calm down a bit, "There must be something at the station in Venice!"

Blood suddenly burst from the wound on Mista's hand. Mista reloaded his gun and shot all six bullets at the enemy, except this time he was using the Sex Pistols.

The car started swerving as the temperature continued to drop.

"What?!" Mista yelled, "A-All I did was blink... and now my eyelashes are stuck together."

You looked over at Mista who was trying to reload his gun.

"I don't think bullets will work Mista." You said as you helped him reload his pistol anyways, though you only had three bullets.

"He must've waited for this to happen before getting on the roof..." Giorno said as he started to freeze over too.

You remembered something from the fight on the train, your stand makes your body heat up. You discretely used your stand as often as you could, starting to thaw the ice that was frozen on your body.

"Hey Giorno, you think it would be safe for me to just jump out of this car?" You asked when you weren't using your stand, the ice starting to form again.

"What?! No! This car is currently going 80 kilometers per hour! You'd also freeze to death before you can get anywhere!" Giorno said as you continued using your stand to thaw the ice, though it wasn't working as well. Giorno continued to talk, but you really didn't care how fast you were freezing.

"Then stop the damn car!" Mista yelled as you tuned back in, your crop top buddy now had Ice covering his eyes, "Why the hell are you still flooring it?!"

"Yes. I've been trying to stop it." Giorno started.

"The pedals are frozen aren't they?" You asked as Ice started building on your face too.

"Yes, and I'm losing the steering too." Giorno responded, "The engine's running and doesn't seem like it's going to stop.

The car started swerving as you continued to use your stand, though it seemed to be having less and less affect each time you used it.

You continued thinking about ways you could use your stand when you noticed the blood spurting out of Mista's hand had froze.

"The blood that was spurting from my hand froze!" Mista yelled, "The moisture from my breathing caused my nostrils to freeze together... and now, my lips... Shit I can't breath! S-Stop the car Giorno! You can turn the car into a frog or something, can't you?! Do something with your ability!"

"He can't Mista, no organisms can live at -100 degrees Celsius." You stated, your face half frozen over.

You could hear muffled yelling on top of the car as if the enemy was going on some kind of rant.

The car swerved again and grinded against the barriers until Giorno could move it away from the side.

"Mista, my Golden Experience needs heat." Giorno started So sadly, all i'm really useful for right now..."

"Is picking up bullets." Golden Experience then dropped bullets into Mista's hand.

Mista shot all six bullets, causing them to get lodged in the ice.

"When you fire bullets, they heat up, don't they? Mista asked, "So when I fire the bullets Giorno picked up for me... It creates heat! I guess I'll go ahead and shout this for Giorno while I'm at it... Golden Experience!"

The bullets suddenly because tree roots, breaking the ice, causing the man to fall off the car.

"We did it!" Mista exclaimed, "Plant roots have the energy to prop up asphalt and even shatter rocks!"

You all started to defrost and Mista manged to pull away from the window safely.

"Keep hold of the steering wheel Giorno!" You yelled as the car swerved, "We're going to get the hell out of here!"

"Seriously? That bastard!" You looked at what Mista was referring to. The man now had a white, armor-like suit and was now skating towards you.

"I'm going to go on ahead." You said as you summoned Don't Stop Me Now, causing roller blades to appear on your feet.

"What how?!" Mista asked in confusion.

"I'm gonna race him to Venice." You smirked and jumped out of the car.

The wheels hit the road and you immediately started going. It was at times like these you don't regret joining the track team.

You used your stand to get a head start, and after a minute everything sped back up.

You heard gunshots behind you, so you assumed Mista was shooting at the guy but you didn't turn around to see.

You were going as fast as possible, using long strides and your stand.

You saw Giorno drive off the bridge as you had finally made it to the Venice station.

"I hope he has a plan." You thought out loud.

You quickly ran over to the statue and started inspecting it at every angle, but you couldn't find the disc you were supposed to get. You tried pressing on it to find a secret or something, but nothing turned up.

You turned back to the canal to see Mista jumping off the hood of the car with what appeared to be a snowboard made of grass. You cheered for Mista as he used the snowboard to slide across the ice towards the statue was.

'Wait a minute... If I can't find it on the statute, is the disc inside it?!' You thought as you turned back to the statute, 'The boss probably expected us to be able to use Bucciarati's Sticky Fingers!'

You turned back to see Mista falling into the water as the Ice disappeared.

"Hurry up and Pull Mista up Y/N!" Giorno yelled.

"Mista!" You reached your hand down to the gunslinger to grab, but he ended up getting frozen anyways.

"Mista!" Giorno yelled, "Gather up the grass that's floating in the water! The grass you were using as a snowboard! While you can still fire the gun in your right hand!"

"Give up, Mista!" The enemy yelled, "Do you still not understand that attacking me is pointless?!"

Mista shot at the grass as it was laughed into the air, turning back into a bolt from the car. Mista shot the bolt again, causing it to get lodged in the angy man's suit.

"Gathering up grass... I see." Mista started, "If you release your ability Giorno, the short grass turns back into car parts."

Mista tilted his head forwards and reloaded his gun, you'd have to ask him how he did it later.

"Therefore, we can shoot them into you!"

"What?!" The man yelled before Mista fired all six rounds, causing the bolt to break the man's headpiece. The man fell backwards back into the water.