Healer x Assassin (Nobunaga/Illumi X OC)

The x Deal x is x Made

'We are assassins, not errand boys.' The words bounced back and forth in his mind; the echoes seeming to get louder and louder as he sat here, listening to the nonsense that was being fed to him about a possible upcoming mission.

Silva had told him those exact words at the beginning of their trip, when they had left their mansion up on Kukuroo Mountain. He had said them again once they boarded the airship that was to transport them to their business meeting in York New City. And he said it a final time when they were led into a room where said meeting was to take place.

The room that held their present probable employer, the head of one branch of the Mafia Don, known as the Watanabe clan.

'He is nothing special.' Zeno thought to himself as he studied the man sitting at the head of the long black conference table. Average height, chubby stature, double chin, bald headed- they've dealt with his kind numerous times in the past. After a while, they all start to look the same to him.

It wouldn't surprise him if there was a factory that produced this model of Don. It was a popular look among the gangs. Why? He was unsure. After all, he didn't find this type of man to be frightening. If anything, they appeared childish and silly to him.

Even the scenario was quite comically similar, the Don sat at the head of the table with two hired bodyguards standing at his sides; no doubt they had the ability to use nen. Along the table would be the known associates for said Don, his right hand man, his advisor, additional security and possible analyst.

Which was present today.

Even with all this elaborate set up, Watanabe and his clean would easily fall if Silva or Zeno deemed it necessary. They would all be dead before even batting a eyelash. But lucky for them, it was currently not in that status.

This was just a business meeting, to see if the two Zoldycks would be willing to take on an unusual mission. A 'retrieval' if you will.

"Let me repeat this just to be sure I have the details correct. You want us to travel to Meteor City to retrieve a child..." Zeno paused quickly to glance down at the file they had been provided at the start of the meeting.

If it could even be called that.

The file only had one piece of paper with very limited information, barely enough to cover just half of the space.

"A child with a nen ability classified under 'Specialist'. Gender is unknown, as is age. All that is mentioned in here is that the child can be identified by dark red hair and bright blue eyes."

"Yes, that is what is written there. What is so hard to understand?" The Don glanced over at his analyst who had composed the file for the meeting. She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, a nervous gesture. Even though she had done the job that was asked of her, she was unaware that she would have to be present at the meeting with the most dangerous assassins in the world.

This was not a comfortable situation for her. In her mind, she was praying to be dismissed; she wanted to rush back to his safe place, a secluded office with multiple computers and file cabinets.

It also did not help that she was fidgeting in her seat while glancing around the room, familiarizing herself with her possible exits.

There were only 2 ways she could take: out the door that was blocked by Silva's massive figure; or out the windows of the building. Unlucky for the girl that the meeting had to be held on the 100th floor of the hotel the Don owned.

"From the tone of your voice, you do not understand the concern that my Father is showing." Zeno could sense his son's nen getting bigger by the second. Silva was in a very pissed off mood.