Night had fallen upon a dilapidated old warehouse, long abandoned and misused this place had barely seen a soul within its walls beyond young hooligans looking to tag or party. However, recently a new occupant had taken it as residence while working on her most recent target. While the job would have no doubt gone off without a hitch if only the girl could pin down exactly where he was. It was a mid-level gangster who had been causing trouble racketeering in another gangs business, not a difficult job to be sure. But ever since a hit had been taken out the man had simply vanished.

Another night of hunting gone to waste even with the latest tips and clues being followed. Though as soon as the girl approached her safe haven she would notice a feeling of something not being quite right. Should she pluck up the courage to enter through one of the hidden side entrances she would find the place lit up by a set of construction lights with a figure bound to a chair against the wall. None other than the mark she had been searching for, set up for her. Was it a trap? Perhaps the guild of assassins she had been brought up by were trying to send a message. So many questions unanswered.

That was until another figure stirred in the darkness, stepping out of the shadows opposite to allow the lighting to illuminate him. A young man from the looks, dressed almost like a preacher with an ornate cross hanging from a silver chain around his neck. For the first few moments he stood motionless, the vivid green stare seeming to catch her own gaze from across the room. "Valerie Song I presume?" His words broke the silence, while phrased as a question he didn't seem to doubt the words he had spoken. "I've been waiting for some time"

Valerie had been tracking a target for a couple of days now and suddenly he was missing. This didn't make any sense because as far as she knew the only one after his bounty right now was her.. after snooping around for a bit though she found traces of him again and tracked him to a warehouse looking building. There were no guards and as far as she could find there weren't even any traps to trip. This made her on edge and caused her to pull a pistol out of seemingly thin air before deciding to enter the building through the front door.

There was the target alright. Took her a minute to find him, but he was definitely there. Before she could do anything about him though someone called her by name and stepped out of the darkness, which immediately got a gun pointed at him as she stiffened from her reflexes trying to make her fight or flight. She could tell just by looking at him that he was much more powerful than she was just by his spiritual energy alone, which usually meant the person was faster than her too.. so escape was instantly out the window for her.

"That person doesn't exist and I'll be dead before you could even begin to prove it." she said with a bit of a grunt as she relaxed and her gun disappeared as instantly as it had formed earlier, "So you caught me then. What is it you are after?"

The man didn't seem to flinch at all despite the weapon pointed directly at him, the steely gaze of a veteran combatant locked upon her own, unblinking and cold. Thankfully she was smarter than to decide to fight, but had apparently accepted right away that should he deem it nessecary there wouldn't be any escape either. "I haven't caught anyone, as this isn't a trap. I have found one of our races missing daughters and I intend to offer you a new home" he paused allowing a moment for her to think over what he said. "My name is Viktor Karamazov, High Inquisitor of the Holy Inquisition. Perhaps you've heard of us" It was unlikely, it was about as far underground as one could go considering that the organization worked primarily from a void between worlds. "After the exodus from our home in Silbern left us scattered. The Inquisition is a place that all may find safety and purpose."

Of course, Viktor wasn't foolish enough to think that such a place would interest anyone, let alone an assassin. "This man is an offering from me to you, as a gift" He motioned to the target she had been looking for. "Of course, I'm sure you were right on his tail before I captured him. But this will make proceedings far neater, I'm sure you'll agree" He was interested to hear the response, though if only

Val weighed her options as she listened to the man. Essentially what he was offering was work, which meant pay, which meant more food on the table at night, and all he was asking was that she join his merry band of quincy. She didn't know anything about her heritage beyond her own abilities as a quincy so that interested her slightly, but the bigger thing was being paid. She waved a hand in front of her face and stated flatly, "Long as I'm getting paid I don't care who I'm working for. So I'm in I guess. Until you die or I find a better contract."

She looked over at the guy and walked towards him since he was tied up and in a chair. She kicked him just to make sure he was coherent and then pulled out a phone with which she dialed a number and confirmed the catch, "Job's done. Pay me the usual way and then delete my number.. or you'll be next." she said also flatly before crushing the phone in her hand into dust and sighing softly, "So new boss.. whats the plan?" she said turning her eyes to Viktor.

"Of course, we are backed by the Catholic church. So if material goods are what you desire, so be it... " While it felt more like purchasing a hired gun, he figured the girl would come around eventually. If the file he read was correct then it wasn't a childhood that someone would live through and come out the other end completely normal. Viktor let her make the phone-call as he made preparations to leave, channeling reiatsu through the inquisitorial seal he had plucked from his neck to hold out before him. The energy drew in from the environment to coalesce into what seemed to be a tear in reality, beyond an endless sea of swirling blue.

"If you are done here, then lets proceed." He gestured to the portal and allowed Valerie to step through first. By the time he had followed her through and the portal had closed they would find themselves in an endless void while walking across a wide crystalline structure that was held aloft by an unknown force. "This is the Webway. We use this to travel between realms as well as move throughout Earth." He tosses her a small cross looking sigil. "That is your key to this realm, we will get you up to speed on its use after we get back to the City" He moved a few paces forward and repeated the process from earlier to create another gap in the realm, this one opened into the man's office.

It was a sizable office, with a desk that faced the door while being backed by a floor to ceiling window pane that overlooked what could only be described as a golden metropolis. The sky seemed to lack any distinctive features, rather it was an endless black. The structures were what lit up this darkness, from the illuminated floor of the streets below to the dimly shimmering buildings that stretched out towards the void. "Welcome home"

Val nodded as he agreed to her terms and then nodded again when asked if she was done here. He then proceeded to open a friggin portal which completely blew Val's mind for a literal nanosecond, "How-" but she was interrupted by being tossed a cross sigil and being told it was a key, "Nevermind." as she stepped through the portal after the man only to be told Welcome Home a moment later as she took in the sights.

So basically she was now in a different dimensional space, something she could actually wrap her head around due to the technology behind her gloves, those being flat space tech, which was cool as hell since she didn't think "living" matter could live in such a void, but she didn't know the technical jargon and terms for anything she wanted to ask about and decided it would be best to hit up a library if this place had one, at a later date.

For now she just looked at him with a small grin and asked again, "So whats the plan boss?"

Few who had spent their entire lives in the living world handled the Webway or the Gilded City so well, though it was clear enough the younger quincy was struck with a sense of awe for the place. "Well first we will be getting you acquainted with the City, you will have a home office setup here as well as personal quarters in the outpost in New York as your base of operations" He explained, walking past the girl to leave the office out into the upper floor of the building, extending outwards with a number of their fellow Quincies going about their normal business. There was a theme that was quickly recognizable in that most looked like preachers or nuns, all had some form of cross on their person. Perhaps if the church had gone the route of a group of smartly dressed business people it might look like this.

"Before we continue, I'm sure you have questions. Feel free to ask them as we walk" He motions for her to follow as he heads out past a reception desk of some sort towards a grand staircase that would lead them to the lower floors.

Val nodded again as he kept basically dodging her question and talking more about the city. However she merely kept quiet about it and continued to follow him into the lower levels, though when prompted to ask questions she merely shrugged, "Not really no. I'm a simple person as you are probably aware.. I get paid.. I shoot things til they stay dead forever. That's about it." and so they pretty much just descended the stairs in quiet as she looked around noticing little things and big things and just overall soaking in the new landscape she was being subjected to.

"I suppose if I have one question it's..." She thought halfway down the stairs and voiced openly a moment later, "So wait.. who am I supposed to fight now?" surely they didn't intend to fight the Shinigami, that was suicidal. At least Valerie was raised and trained to believe such. So who in the world would these people even be trying to deal with that they would require an assassin like her to be on their side?

"Not the inquisitive sort hrm? Very well" He did figure she would be more of a weapon to be used against their enemies over one of the high ranking members needing to call the shots. Not that she wouldn't have the skill to keep up with them, it was more of a temperament sort of thing. He considered her next question as they made their way down, eventually finding one of the offices that had been set aside. It was rather plain, empty bookshelves lined the walls with a single desk in the center before a floor to ceiling window. There happened to be a room joined to it that would have a reasonable living space, but she could settle in later. When they were both in the room, he finally went about answering the assassin's question.

"You will be given the role of Marshall, meaning you will have a team that will be primarily tasked with ensuring any hollow activity in your area of control is swiftly dealt with. Anything proving to be a threat to human lives are to be terminated. There will also be times that I or one of the other inquisitors will provide you a specific target. Beyond that, you can continue your business as usual as long as it doesn't interfere with your work"

The High Inquisitor would give her a moment to process and bring up any issues she might have with this role. "I will ask you take care in any dealings with the Shinigami. While I don't know their stance towards us it would be best to avoid direct conflict with them if possible. Their goals and our own are reasonably aligned, and as long as we keep the balance I don't foresee any trouble from them"