((Collab with Letter Bee and Myself))
Enrico Hernandez was sending a telekinetic message with his powers of mind. There were only four targets, so it was relatively easy. After all, he was a powerful magician; leader of the security task force of the New York Mafia branch. However, he was still reluctant to send this message, he still felt like his men were more than competent enough for the job. His boss thought otherwise. 

[i]Well, the Boss is just that: the Boss[/i], he thought philosophically. He then stared back into the dark ball of energy that was the focus of his message. Soon, it began to pulsate slightly, and broke off into four slightly smaller balls. He leaned forward, and spoke a name into each of the balls. 

“Eise Varia, Silas von Wainright, Catherine Williams, and Omega”. The four orbs began to pulsate a little more rapidly, indicating they where ready to receive a message.

“Hello, My name is Enrico Hernandez. I am the head security officer for the Mafia of New York City, and, should you choose to accept my offer, your current employer. I’m offering you fifteen million dollars each, to find Akira Kariya, Elizabeth Cortes, Anya Tarnova, and Ken Saddler, and interrogate them. Why, you ask? Because one of them has a MMO that can kill those inside the game if they die. We don’t know which has it, but all four will be at the E3 gaming convention here. When you have tracked them down, you will split up, and interrogate each of them. Use torture if you must, but find the one with the game, and then kill them. Afterwards I want you all to meet in at the Statue of Liberty where I will be waiting with your rest of your payments. You will receive a third in a specialized bank account upon accepting the mission. 
If you accept this mission, and fail, you will not be payed, or hired by the mafia ever again. 

If you accept this mission, please press the blue patch on this orb, and then proceed to Carmelo’s Coffee shop by midnight tonight. Have a good evening”.
 
With his message recorded, he waved his hands and the orbs dispersed into different directions. He was curious as to how this would play out, but right now, he needed a smoke.

[b]Conor[/b]
	Conor walked out of the briefing room, thinking of the mission that lay at hand. 
	
 [i]Huh, so now they’re entrusting me with millions of innocent lives. I don’t like it; it’s to much responsibility. When I agreed to run missions for them I figured it’d be small time raids and stuff, not full on espionage. But hey, I’ll get to fight, and UMBG is still a float, so I got no reason to complain.[/i] He whipped out his cellphone from his pocket and dialed Sylas, his best friend, and put the phone up to his ear. 

	“Yo, Sylas. Hey listen, I’m going to need you to cancel my spot next month for the cross guild tournament, I have work to do for the agency.”
	
	“Well that’s sudden”, said Sylas.

	“Ya, it’s pretty important though. Listen, I know you’re an avid gamer, and I know you’re bummed about not going to E3 this year, but that’s where the mission is. I can bring you back something if you want.”

	“YOU LUCKY BASTARD!”, Sylas shouted. It was true that he loved video games almost as much as fighting, and was unable to secure tickets to the E3 convention that year. “Get me the four new MMO’s that are coming out, please.”

	“That’s a no can do. That’s what the mission’s about, you see. You’ve watched SAO, right?”
	
	“Ya, of course”.
	
	“Well one of those game designers is trying to recreate that, and we don’t know which. I’ll get you the new Beyond the Grave. I gotta bolt, bye!”

 A few weeks later
	Conor rushed over the roofs of buildings, propelling himself faster with concentrated bursts of fire. He, for once, didn’t want to be late. He had taken the past few weeks of from the ring and had intensified his near inhuman training even further; even he realized that he didn’t want to be responsible for a delay. He had to be serious. 

	He kept going for another fifteen minutes, eyes scanning for Balthazar. At last he found her and hurtled himself down, flipping twice, and sticking a sliding landing on both of his feet.

“ Hello Thaz, you’re looking vibrant as always. Long time, no see, which is a shame in regards to you.” All of this he said with a slight smirk, letting her know he was kidding, but also putting himself out there, half asking if she wanted to go on a date. But, those chances were very slim indeed.