Eise was on his bike, a sleek machine of silver and smooth lines, waiting in traffic when a black cat manifested itself on his arm. He sighed at his dead pet. “Kuro, you can’t sit there. I need to use my arm to st-” The black cat cut him off with a meow. “All right, I get it,” he relented. Kuro was in business mode, not in the mood for anything but immediate compliance. 

Eise had just pulled into a darkened alley and taken his helmet off when the cat spirit shifted into the shape of a dark ball of energy floating at eye level. The cat’s usual dark aura returned to its animal shape, the orb sitting where its stomach would be. The cat’s mouth opened, and a very human voice came out.

[i]“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.”[/i]

Eise reached out to press the blue section of the orb, his soft fingers shifting into black claws as they entered the cat’s aura that surrounded the orb. Kuro wasn’t asking Eise if he wanted to take the job, the mere fact that it was bringing it to the man’s attention said that it had already decided. The orb vanished, and Kuro recomposed itself into its usual lean physique before fading away. Where the spirit went when it wasn’t with him Eise didn’t know, and to be honest he didn’t really care. 

The silver cycle weaved through traffic back the way it had come. He had plenty of time, but knowing that he was going to be meeting a member of the mafia to discuss a murder didn’t put Eise in the mood to ride through the countryside. In fact, it put him quite out of that mood. 

[b]Later that night…[/b]
A dark shape sat atop the roof of the building across from Carmelo’s Coffee shop. Sensing nothing, the thing leapt from atop the building, arcing across the roadway to land silently on the top of Carmelo’s. Black Cat let itself in, passing through roof and ceiling and floor and ceiling again, falling through the building’s inners until it found itself looking down at the main shop. Flipping in mid-air, it grabbed onto the ceiling it had just fallen through and pulled itself back through it. 

Black Cat crouched in the space between the panels and the real ceiling, hearing the quiet commotion from below rising in the air, watching through a newly-cut hole in the weak panel. In the dark hiding space, Black Cat waited for the others to arrive. Paranoia was a reasonable trait for the spirit-hybrid to have given that its employer would just as likely see it dead any other day of the week. Who knows, if the job wasn't good enough, it might just kill the mafia man if he showed up.