Being reborn was probably the best thing that ever happened to me. It was a quick and silent affair- being alive one second and dead the next- but it was okay. I could deal. I could deal, unlike this idiot in front of me.

"So, just to repeat, you want me to be a criminal. An enemy of the law." My voice was flat. The sheer stupidity of some people.

"No…" he shifted, "I just want you to distract the guy." I sighed.

"How much?" My voice was extra-specially ("Is that actually a word?" I wondered absently) flat for the coming torture I was about to put the poor man through. "I'm not cheap. Unlike birds." Heh, puns. Gotta love 'em.

"The usual… and what? Puns? You? Is the world ending?"

"Ha. Ha. No, really. That's hilarious. I'll see you later. Shunt the cash to the normal account." it was time for me to take a job.

The first thing you should know about me is that I hate. Everything. My life was good before I came to this cesspit of a city and met up with 'the Slob' Junior. At least, I hoped that was his name. I forgot it all the time.

Anyways,I was a bounty hunter, the best and brightest, the crem de la crem an' all that stuff. Home-trained of course. And all unofficially. Stupid child-labor laws. A kids gotta eat people. Well, mostly candy, but still…

Back to the point, I had just been hired to find another character, some stupid sidekick background character of some bigshot in the small (by my worlds standards, of course) town of Vale. Some weirdo by the name… of… Qrow.

Well, phrick me with a stick.

I should have charged more.