Enter the Reaper

”Time to get to work.” She muttered under her breath as she pulled the studded fngerless gloves until they fit snuggly,popping each knuckle individually. It had been too long since she had gotten some action,three days to be exact and that wait alone was unbearable for the young woman. Though today it would seem that she was finally getting some action, a chance to break some skulls. The chance to prove that she was the best there was. The transport was flying above where she was to be dropped off,blades whirring above her as she listened to them. The sound almost calming,like a lullaby that a parent would play to their child to help them in sleeping.

Across from her sat her handler,an older looking woman in a well kept suit, spectacles set upon her nose regally. As if she had everything under control,nothing could phase this stonewall of a woman,not even her. Though brick walls could be broken,she punched through them on a weekly basis. So this woman would crack like the rest of them given enough time. ”You will be meeting our agent at this location.” She handed a folder over to her. Snatching it from the womans hands, gold eyes were already scanning over the information as she took it in quickly. Lips turning into a thin line as she looked up at her with the same expression she decided to give any of the handlers within this little organization, a neutral one.

It seemed that the lopok was returned as she stepped back,waiting for what she knew would come. There was the sudden feeling of weightlessness as she felt herself fall,metal floor beneath her having opened in a second. Straightening her body,Shayla quickened her descent as the wind whipped against her face,feeling almost good. A smirk formed across her face as she saw the burgeoning urban landscape stretching out beneath her Exciement welled up within her as she reached out an arm at what would seem like the last moment, fingers grasping the side of the building. This act would have normally resulted in the arm either breaking or coming off; of course she was not normal in any way.

With her descent suddenly halted,she jumped down as her feet met with a fire escape, denting the metal as she landed on it,jumping down further as she looked for the mans he was to meet. Around her left leg was about twent throwing knives and a woodn sheath that appeared to be carrying a katana. While on her other leg was a holstered pistol as well as what seemed like twin chain scythes. Her eyes fell upon ther mystery informant.

”So you're the guy i'm suppose to meet?”

Lucius sat in a casual little New York bistro, sipping what was supposed to be "authentic Indian tea." He had heard the beverage receiving rave reviews, but the tea turned out to be quite the disappointment. Compared to the tea he had atop the Himalayan mountains, this was like something made by Kraft. He sighed at the thought; buying Kraft was one of the hardest things he ever had to do. Of course money was no issue, it was just...so not him. Video feed from the android around the corner showed that the Dominus agent had arrived, and 5 minutes early. This perturbed him greatly, as he now had an extra 5 minutes of day to schedule. He would have to rework a whole week to amend this disturbance. No matter.

He put his blue tooth in to appear inconspicuous, and a spectacular make up disguise took care of the rest. He began to project his voice through the android, initiating communication with the hopefully capable agent.

""Hello Miss Reaper" said the slightly mechanical voice. This voice contains an encrypted signal that prevents recording, but it seems that I am the only one who appreciates subtlety here" The droid motioned to her conspicuous getup. "I don't fault you at all though my dear. It's obvious that your handlers are just stupid suits. Off the chart IQ, no common sense. Is this accurate?" In any case, I have an assignment for you that may seem a bit unorthodox."

This guy seemed like one of those guys who wanted everything as they thought it should be and she didn't like that one bit. Being controlled by the handlers was one thing but this guy was ntohing to her; as such he would get no special treatment from her. Hands moving to her hips, eyes looking the man over as she calculated what weaknesses she could exploit in his posture if it ever came to a fight. Though she was unsure how he fought or if he used some sort of super power to battle. A false smile was upon her lips as she extended a hand towards the machine,slightly annoyed he lacked the gall to come in person., but she would atleast give a convincing smile to the bastard. 'Its a pleasure to meet you too.”

The guy commented on her style,which was more for comfort than anything but she didn't care about what he thought of her clothes. Her lips turned into a thin line as she considere rearing back and slamming her fist into the machines face,though she showed ma measure of self control as she answered his remark. ”I have chosen this attire myself. Its fitting and does not slow me down when i'm trying to perform the tasks given to me.” She answered in a level tone adjusting her standing position as she waited for something to happen.

”Now as for this assignment you have,what would it entail exactly? My handler had told me you needed something of me but as you are aware you have no power within this organization. So I am free to turn down your request,not saying that I will. “

Lucius was surprised at how much freedom the Dominus handlers allowed their agents. It would be troublesome If Dominus was brought to the attention of the public, especially if it was cast in a negative light. Coordinating their progress and integrating them with his other endeavors would be riskier than he thought. He considered abandoning this connection right then and there, but he had put far too much effort into raising this child already. He was at peace with the decision to do this personally, as it was now clear to him that her handlers needed to be shown a firmer hand. At any rate, having another agent on this job couldn't hurt too badly either. He decided to give the poor girl the assignment anyway.

"Rest assured, It will not go well for anyone if you turn down this request. Except perhaps the enemies of Dominus. Here is the assignment. I need you to fetch me an item of great value. You will not be given a location per say, or many other details, mostly because I cannot provide them. The target is an item known most frequently as the legendary philosopher's stone. Be aware that I am entirely serious. I have discovered that the object can exist, and if I could do that in 60 years, then surely some who have hunted it for hundreds most have come across it. I don't much care whether you steal it from arch mage or alchemist, make one yourself, or find one on the bloody ground. For the first part of this mission, you will be scouting, gaining intelligence on the matter, and then report back to your handlers. The information will be passed on to me. Then, depending on the difficulty, you will retrieve the item once it has been found either alone or in a group. You will be discreet, no unnecessary bloodshed. Complete this assignment, and you may find yourself in possession of a personal reward; Dominus doesn't even have to know if you prefer. I'm good with secrets. But of course, you believe you have a choice, which is enough to give you one. Will you take this assignment? I will ensure it will be worth your time Reaper."

So he was going for something called the philosophers stone? Reaper had heard of legends of such a thing but that was back when fools thought they could turn lead into gold. What could something like that possibly give to a man like him? Information on him said that he was rich as it was and making gold would not really do much,unless he wanted more money. Money never had an appeal towards her, as fighting was all that she really enjoyed to do and Dominus gave her what she wanted. Sure she should be thinking about what gain this would get the group but she only wanted more power;more power to kill with and more to impress her father. Anything to put her ahead of the agent known as Gossamer. Though before she could give an answer,her com link went off as a familiar voice sounded.

"Please inform Mr. Deitrich that while we appreciate his continued support of our group, should he continue to make any unauthorized offers to our agents, we will be forced to 'terminate' our ties with him" The voice was the one she called father,not out loud but she thought it anyway. The decision was made for her then,that she would ignore the tempting offer to use this stone for greater power,though it was sure to come up as long as they had this man as their ally.

“Guess that settles it,bossman says no more of your fuckin deals. Anymore and I gotta terminate the ties of your shoulders with your fucking head.” She said putting on a snarl as she arms crossed over her chest. “ Now that we have that taken care of, I can still do this assignment but there will be no secrecy.”

Somehow his anti-recording jammer had failed, somehow someone had gotten an audio feed despite his best efforts. This was most unexpected. Apparently, he had been false in his conclusion that he was the sole provider of Dominus' surveillance tech. Who could break his encryption though? He had composed it himself, considering it a masterpiece. Was it possible that Dominus had gotten Metabliss tech behind his back? Had the Voltics been tampered with without his knowledge? He was going to have to speak with Paxton about this.

"If he planned on taking precautions against me, he could have at least told me about it beforehand. I'm not some pup on a killing spree, I have a schedule to keep." he thought bitterly. He sighed.

"If only the tea was better. Do you drink tea, agent? Do you take the time to enjoy life?" The words of the wizened sage sounded hollow said through the droid's speakers. " Life isn't all about death you know. You may be a Dominus agent, but if you don't stay human, what are we even doing? Replacing one super powered freak with another. You aren't an asset my dear. You are a person. Please, don't forget to enjoy life. If Dominus has a problem with me offering you a gift, then that can't be helped. I will respect that, just promise to find something that brings you peace, Like tea. Killing is not nearly as good as tea...well maybe not this tea, but I digress. I don't sip, nor do I like the letter L. You have your orders agent, and a bit of good advice as well. If there's anything else I can do for you, don't hesitate to ask. I mean that.