A young man casually strolled through the streets of the city indifferently as many a gaze glanced over, but, upon seeing his trademark Black spiky hair with red tips, the owners of those fearful gazes retreated into the darkness.

He kept walking until he came to a bar called 'The Drunken Sailor' where he was to meet a client, as the best mercenary in Australia he often came to this bar to meet with clients and partners and discuss terms and jobs which in turn resulted in the large wealth with which he supported himself as well as maintain his gear. He walked in and was greeted by a middle aged man of decent build and had rather fair looks "Ah Dhamon just in time, there's a guy waiting for you in your usual Booth"

"God damn it Jacob we talked about this, when business is involved you call me by my Call sign" Dhamon stated in a helpless tone before Jacob shook his head helplessly " Sorry, Ghost, I'm still not used to business terms ya know, I've only been working here three months"

"Yeah I know, I better keep going" Dhamon rolled his eyes as he spoke looking at a dark booth in the far corner were a pair of seductive legs waited before sighing helplessly in his heart "this Woman again, I only killed her last boyfriend last week"

Feeling this helpless manner of Dhamon's, Jacob spoke up "I think she's here for something else, other than your usual 'cleanup jobs' she gives ya"

"is that so... ah" Dhamon walked over and sat in his seat across from the dangerously seductive woman in a Red dress "Madam Red what a fine evening is it not."

"Indeed it is Ghost... or should I call you Dhamon" He stiffened when she said his true Name aloud and looked at her cautiously before stating flatly "Bold... how did you hear that name"

"I have my methods" She replied with faint smile

"What do you want" He replied with annoyed discomfort in his tone