((Collab Post between Mass City and MasterJay, with one sentence from Letter Bee))
Senator Ben Mann was in his Washington DC offices. He was running for President against President Addison and was against the magic user in the Oval Office.
The Senator was worried about the Scandal Monger using the information she had on him and many infractions of his sexual deviancy. Nazis, conjoined-twins and far too many disgusting things to list.
But Scandalmonger was now going to unleash this in the media and ruin his candidacy. Then the party would dump him and make his VP choice "Pudge" Henderson be the candidate. Mann was too close he was not going to loose because of that bitch Scandalmonger. He needed a solution.
He needed a fixer.
Mann was connected to organize crime and was friends with the comission's leadership. He wanted one of their best killers. They would come to his offices under false pretenses and a false name. All to avoid anyone knowing anything. The money to pay the hitter would come from campaign slush funds. As for how the killer would come in, well, the teleportation blocks were temporarily disabled.
"Are you the one who has a job for me?" Black Cat's form slipped noislessly through the ceiling of the room only to fall without a sound to the floor. The hired killer bowed in mocking fashion, his burning blue eyes not looking away from the man's own.
"Yes." Mann tosses the holo-pad at Black Cat's feet. "I need you to kill Scandalmonger. Get her information but kill her. I pay well." the senator replied.
"One third," Black Cat hissed. "One third of the payment up front is my minimum."
"40/60 but that is of no disagreement from me." The senator gave BC a large suitcase. "In there is 15 million dollars."
"Tell me about who it is you wish dead." Black Cat did not really need to know, but he found that the more the person hiring him was willing to speak, the more likely they were to meet an untimely end.
"Scandalmonger, she's in the Bahamas. She has information on me and proabaly the President. I must get her dead and have her information gone."
"So if she dies, the information dies with her? Or does this person keep backups or redundencies in the event of their death?"
"She has plenty of back ups all over the world, but only she can access them, if she is alive. She wants to use the information to get rich, And dead people can't gain wealth." Mann smirked.
Eise felt Kuro laugh at that. You'd be surprised what the dead were capable of. "So the job is simply to kill her then. Do you desire proof of her murder? Larger body parts are difficult to move with, but an ear or a finger would be easy enough to deliver for verification."
"Just get me a finger. Pinkie, preferably. You'll get the rest of the money then. If this goes to hell, we never met and you won't be voting for Pudge Henderson. A man electrocuted multiple times by a toaster. That was just one Sunday. God knows what other acts of stupidity he's done since then!"
"I doubt you'd see me voting either way," Black Cat said. This man certainly had a thing against his VP candidate. "Were is it exactly the target is located in the Bahamas, and how do you wish me to approach?"
"Stealth, the holo-pad has the location on it. We have a floor plan and everything you will need on the location. It seems the gaurds are professionals-"
"The guards will be of no concern," Black Cat purred. "I will not even charge for their deaths."
"Okay. But Scandalmonger is a magic user. I think mental but after that I cannot give you adequate information after that." the senator huffed.
"That is enough. I will take the job, and you will have her Pinkie delivered to you upon completion." Black Cat turned and vanished, but not a second had passed before he reappeared back in the office. "I don't suppose you have a boat? If not, I fear you will have to deal with one being reported stolen tomorrow morning."
Mann sighed and wrote a a phone number on a scrap of paper. "Here is a guy in Miami whom is connected, just say Vince Diamond will repay him." The senator crumpled the scrap up and threw it at BC.
"It is a pleasure doing business with you," the killer purred, opening up the office door and stepping out. Once he was on the other side of the door, the armor was gone and he was just Eise again, dressed in a suit fitting the location with black sunglasses. As hard as it would be to identify him from how he looked as he walked out of the building then, Kuro still erased the recordings of the cameras that caught Eise leaving. It was like he had never been there. As he walked down the sidewalk with his prize in hand, Eise was almost trampled by a man in a suit sprinting down the sidewalk. Eise almost dropped the case containing his payment. That would not have been good if it had opened. "What the hell is wrong with these politicians?" he muttered under his breath.
Mann was in his office and just relaxed. He stood up and looked out his office window. He saw Pudge Henderson was running after an ice cream truck. "Dammit Henderson!"
"I want a bombpop!" yelled the Congressman as he chased the ice cream truck. He had wads of cash in his hands and waved them around. Eise was not alone looking at the strange VP candidate. The rest of the people shrugged and went back to what they were doing.