Oleander entered the prison in the ghost zone with relative ease, going unnoticed by the inmates and strolling into Walker's office like she owned the place.

"Walker, are you here?" Oleander called out as she sat on the desk.

"What do you want?" The ghostly warden entered the room, glaring at the reaper as he took a seat on the other side of his desk.

"I need a hand." The reaper smiled as she turned to Walker. "Preferably a couple of your guards too."

"And the reason I should help you out is…" Walker rolled his hand.

"Because I know that you're aware of the rogue soul in this sector." Oleander smiled as she removed the picture she'd shown Danny. "His name is Hibiki. I need some help tracking him down and containing him."

Walker picked up the picture and glanced between it's image and the reaper on his desk, before tossing the picture down and leaning back. "Entering the mortal realm goes against my rules. Even for something like this."

"Oh, really." Oleander slipped off the desk to face the warden. "And if I told you I knew about the incident with the Phantom boy?"

"How…" Walker sat up and stared at the reaper. "You're not even from this sector! How did you find out?"

"Nathaniel likes to talk." Oleander smiled. "Are you going to help me, or am I going to speak with Azrael about your self-imposed 'rules' that you don't even follow?"

"You play a hard game, woman." Walker stood. "I'll go. But I think there's someone who'd like to come along."

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Out in the main room, Walker and Oleander walked up to a table where Skulker, Ember, Technus, Desiree, and the Box Ghost were sitting, chatting amongst themselves.

The warden cleared his throat to gain their attention.

"What rule did we break n….ow…" Ember started up, stopping herself short as she noticed the reaper. "Are you aware there's a reaper standing behind you?"

"I am indeed, Miss McLain." Walker nodded. "…Skulker, a moment of your time?"

The mercenary rose and followed the pair to an empty table.

"What business would a reaper have here in the Ghost Zone?" Skulker sat down and looked at Oleander as she and Walker followed suit.

"For one, I was hoping that you'd help me hunt down a soul." Oleander started. "Unless, of course, that whole 'Greatest Hunter in the Ghost Zone' is all noise…"

"Oh, it's true." Skulker smiled. "Tell me who it is, and they are yours."

"It's not that easy, honeybun." Oleander started. "For one, you won't be doing this alone… and two, this guy has escaped from the tightest security the Underworld has ever known. Every reaper in this sector that's gone after him hasn't even been able to lay hands on him."

"Who else have you hired?" Skulker tilted his head slightly, narrowing his eyes.

"Who do you think?" Oleander smiled.

"You asked the ghost boy?" Skulker started to stand. "I cannot assist you then. He'd sooner turn on me than aid in the capture of your fugitive."

"Oh, but I can convince him otherwise." Oleander cooed. "And I'm sure that I have something to convince you as well."

"What could you have that I want?" Skulker turned back to the table.

Oleander pulled a small piece of tech out of her bag. "One of my associates in Supernatural Control heard about your equipment troubles and made this. It'll purge all unnecessary programming from your suit. You'll have full control over it again."

Skulker regarded the reaper for a moment. "…And you're sure it'll work?"

"Only one way to find out." Oleander offered the device to the mercenary. "I had assumed that the issues between you and Danny could be set aside in the pursuit of Hibiki… I should hate to be proved wrong."

"Wait…" Skulker turned from installing the component. "He's the one you're hunting?"

"I am." Oleander removed a photo and set it on the table. "He escaped from Hell three days ago and he's loose in Amity Park."

"You've got yourself a deal." Skulker perked up and held his hand out to the reaper, who shook it.

"Wonderful." Oleander smiled, turning to Walker. "Warden, let's go back to your office and talk strategy."