The Sinners

Chapter 1: The Web

"First Name: Idami

Surname: Tsurake

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Height: 165.1 cm (5'5 ft)

Physical Description: Long white straight hair, warm beige skin, a paler jagged scar running across the face from the top left to bottom right trailing in between the eyebrows and bridging the nose.

Occupation (Former): Heir to the Tsurake Mafia

Occupation (Current): Personal bodyguard and part-time mercenary for Mr. Light Nostrade- Head Mafia.

Identifiable features: Always seen wearing a dark red blindfold.

Distinguishable Weapon(s): Dual sickles with red engravings along the blades.

Proficient in: Three forms of martial arts, blade work, the use of nen, Chinese, Marksmanship, torture, aura manipulation, Evasive driving, the art of deception

Failures: No contents listed.

Accomplishments: 103/103 missions completed, 103/103 missions successful, credited with the assassination of Blacklist Hunter Nezuk Makube, credited with the assassination of defector #145-3, credited with the capture of defector #4478-9, credited with the assassination of former Mafia Head Durik Nanukose, credited with the assassination of Rouge 3-B, credited with the re-capture of defector #4478-9, credited with the assassination of Gourmet Hunter Riggei Isatima, credited with the assassination of politician Jui Kim, credited with the assassination of former Mafia Head Keizuk Dei, credited with..."

"The list goes on and on." a gruff voice says calmly.  He sets the vanilla file with 'Classified' in red bolded print down gently on his desk, his eyes focusing on the woman in front of him. 

"Sir?" she asks coolly, her face impassive.  The man folds his hands neatly on his desk, his face becoming increasingly serious.  His grey eyebrows furrow in contempt as he stares at his most prized asset, aside from his daughter.

"You will do a recon mission; nothing special.  There has been word that the Phantom Troupe is in York New City and is preparing to steal from the auction.  You will find their hideout and scout the area until three days before the event." he says seriously.  The woman remains inexpressive, her eyes hidden behind the red cloth.

"Sir, with all due respect.  A bounty of this caliber requires the attention of the Ten Dons, and we are not permitted to-" she begins, her voice monotonous. 

"The Ten Dons have given me permission to send you out." The man interrupts, bringing his hands up, his elbows resting on his desk.  "If you should fail, they will deploy the Shadow Beasts.  This mission is for recon purposes only; do not engage under any circumstances.  Am I understood?" he asks, his voice raspy from age.  The woman nods her head once, her pale hair swaying gently.

"What of Neon?  I'm not entirely sure the current staff is able to defend her from threats such as the Phantom Troupe." she inquires, her voice smooth and confident.  The man in front of her closes his eyes, clearly deep in thought.

"What do you propose?" he asks, his eyes still shut. 

"I advise you to employ more Hunters; there is a new group fresh out of the exam.  They are young, capable, and ambitious.  I am confident they will be more than qualified to protect your daughter, Mr. Nostrade." she explains, unwavering.  Mr. Nostrade opens his eyes slowly, meeting her cool gaze; what he could make of it, at least.  Then, he lets out a long breathy sigh.