Walking down the stairs, I saw all of the other tenets drinking, and it wasnt close to five. "Off to work Dante?" The landlord asked, with me looking at her as I reached the bottom of the steps.

"Yes." I said with a smile as I waved her off.

"Hey, Dante, come join us!" One of the tenets called out, with me looking at her.

"No thanks, I've got somewhere to be." I said, with her laughing at me.

"Work smirk, take the day off!" She said, where the landlord hit her upside the head with the broom.

"Don't try to turn Dante into a sack of lazy bones like all of you!?" She yelled, making me laugh at her antics, where I left them to it. I had a job to do.

Later

A bar. It was a simple job, but this bar was high class. Everyone who is someone in the underworld, not supernatural but gangs, mafia, yakuza, you name it, were apart of this bar. There wasnt a single person alive in the underworld who didn't know this bar. Unlike the Bar with No Name, this one was for the leaders only.

"Get out of my way!" One of the customers said, with me looking over at one of the waiters as I was writing a check out for one of my clients.

"I'm sorry sir, but customers cannot leave without paying their tab in full!" The waiter said as he tried to stay calm.

"I'd love to pal, but I left my wallet in my other pants." The man lied, with me walking over to my table and giving them the bill. "How about I come by tomorrow and pay you then?" He lied, with me looking down at Wilson Fisk, who was also looking on in disapointment in the man.

"I'm sorry, but-"

"GET OUT OF MY WAY?!" He yelled, punching the waiter in the face, knocking him out with one hit. This caused the music to stop, with everyone looking on as the man had signed his death warrent. What differed this bar far the Bar with No Name, was that you never fucked with the employees here.

Waiting was the lowest job, and they were the most protected due to the clientel. All waiters only worked here one night a month, and were paid a hefty amount depending on your clients.

Then there were the Bartenders. They made the drinks and were the most watched of the employees. Each drink had to be made perfectly, and not just anyone could make the drinks either. You had to have ten years under your belt, as well as have a masters liscense to make the drinks. You didn't apply, the boss him self hand picks you. They work five days a week, and have assassins watching over them at all times.

Body Guards weren't your typical people, these were big guns who, if lucky, got paid half a million just for one day and one day only. An example, is The Prowler. They watch over the Waiters to make sure that they are well protected.

The Assassins, Hand Ninjas who work directly under an unknown leader. I had no idea who she was, just that she was not to be messed with. Death isnt the end of them, they can come back from it.

Then there is the Boss, above the leader of the Hand. He is the one who is in control of everything here, and he is untouchable. The Hand leader watches over him personaly, because without him, there is no paycheck. No one knows where he gets the money, because to everyone else here, he IS the Underworld King. There isnt a single thing or a single person he doesn't know.

Walking over to the waiter, I knelt down and took the bill from him. "Excuse me, sir." I called out as he almost reached the elevator. "Your Bill." I said, holding it out to him. He turned to me, glaring at me while gritting his teeth. As soon as he turned face me, I watched as the elevator opened up, where a woman in red stepped out.

Stepping over to to the man, she didn't bother looking around the room, she took out a Sai and stabbed the man in the back of the head. This prompted the Assassins to land in front of her. They didn't have their blades drawn, but knelt before her. "Remove this filth, his Card has been revoked." The woman said as she kicked the man off her Sai and into me, with me pushing him off while backing up.

'She is the leader?' I thought as I looked from the dead man up to her, with her looking at me the instant I did. I looked away, playing it off as I was looking over to the bar with one full motion. Looking down at myself, I saw that I had blood on me, and wasn't sure if I was going to get anymore work done like this.

"You." A male voice called out, with me looking back at the assassins and seeing a man with a red mask on, resembling Mephisto. I was caught off guard on this, taking some steps back as I wasnt expecting this. "You have blood on your clothes, I hope you don't plan on working like that for the rest of the night?" He asked, with me shaking my head at him while holding my hands up.

"No sir! I was... was just about to go get changed... when I realised that I don't have a spare." I said, looking down at my clothes once more.

"I see." He said, with me looking back up at him. "Your gloves are not uniform regulation, why is that?" He asked, where I looked at my hands.

"I have Haphephobia... its the fear of-"

"-being touched." He interupted, with me nodding my head slowly. "I have the same fear, its why I wear a mask." He said, reaching up and grabbing the mask. He pulled it up, with me seeing that he was burt underneath. "I always change masks, as it makes me feel better. Your hands... are they?"

"No." I answered, shaking my head at him as I removed one of my gloves. "I just... don't like touching anyone. Through fabric is ok, but my face... its worse as I cant wear a mask." I answered, with him nodding.

"Understood." He said as he walked around me. "Head to the changing room, I will send someone to give you a new uniform. The blood soaked ones, can stay in there." He said, with me bowing to him and making my way over towards the changing room. As soon as I turned to leave, I jumped away from the head assassin as she reached for my face. Seeing her look at me, I couldn't help but see that she was sizing me up. She followed the man, with me taking my leave as I didn't want to stay in bloody clothes.

Later

Putting on my normal clothes in the bathroom stall, I stopped once I got the feeling someone was watching me. Looking at the stall door, I knew someone was on the other side. Looking at the crack of the door, where the lock was, I watched as a sai moved the lock upwards, slowly. Turning to face the door, I waited for the lock to fully lift.

As soon as it was, I kicked the door open, knocking the assassin down. Jumping at them, I extended my claws of my left hand while grabbing them by the throat with my right, pinning them to the ground. Looking down at my stomach, I saw that they had a sai there, with me looking back at them and seeing that I was inches away from stabbing them in the head.

"Impressive, what gave me away?" She asked, with me regonizing her from earlier, the leader of the assassins. "Its not every day that I fail on sneaking up on someone." She stated as she pulled her sai back, where I did the same with my claws.

"I felt your life force." I said as I held her throat, not moving from my spot. "S.H.I.E.L.D. files have you listed as dead, an ex-member to the Defenders in Hells Kitchen. If I recall, you are... Electra." I recalled, where she slid her mask down to show her face.

"You know me, but I know nothing about you... Life force senseing, claws, I would say that you too were dead at one point... Incubus, correct?" She asked, with me nodding. "Good, a member of the X-Men... whats left of it anyways." She said as she pushed me back, where she stood up. "I was wondering when someone would come for her." She said, confusing me.

"The X-Men are no more." I said, with her nodding her head at that.

"I know, heard about the explosion." She said as she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. "S.H.I.E.L.D, huh?" She asked, with me nodding. "You were apart of S.T.R.I.K.E?" She asked, with me nodding again. "Sorry for your loss." She said, closing her eyes and looking down.

"Who is this "she" you mentioned?" I asked, with her looking back at me.

"The package that you are supposed to pickup." She informed, with me knowing that she was the inside contact that we were getting information from. She was supposed to arraive a few days from now, but got here earlier than expected. "Don't know her name, or what she can do, but she had this on her." She said as she tossed something over, with me catching it.

Looking it over, I saw that it was an older X from a uniform. 'Someone who has been missing for some time?' I thought as it was rare for someone to hold onto an older uniform for so long even after everything that happened. "Anything else you can tell me?" I asked, with her looking at me.

"Asian decent, thats all I got." She said as she got off the wall and started walking towards the window, which she came through as it was open. "Oh, and two more things. I'm dropping the package off at your place, in the night. Your door better be open, because they are no longer just a Mutant." She said as she climbed out and left me there wondering who she was talking about and what she ment by no longer just a mutant.

The next night

Hearing the door open, I stood up and watched as Electra dragged in a body with her. The body in question, was Jubiliee, who was wrapped in bandages from the nose down to her feet, with strange symbles covering most of the wapping. "Jubiliee?!" I questioned as I rushed over, but stopped once I felt no life force from her. She was breathing, even looking around, but she had no life force coming from her.

Laying her down, Electra looked at me. "This is the package, and her name is Jubiliee?" She asked, crossing her arms as she looked down at the Undead Mutant.

Kneeling next to her, I placed my ear against her chest, shocked that I couldn't hear a heart beat. Sitting up, I looked at the wrapping around her mouth and saw that it could be removed. Grabbing it, I pulled it off, with her bitting at my hand. Grabbing her face, I forced her mouth open, with me seeing fangs. "You're a vampire?" I asked, shocked as this was not something I had ever expected to come across.

"Yes, and she is hard to control. I had to use ritual straps to keep her down." Electra informed, where I held my hand over her mouth and cut my wrist, allowing the blood to fall onto Jubiliees face. "Are you insane!? She will kill you, if she doesn't then you will!" She said as Jubiliee held her mouth under the blood, her tongue sticking out as she drank the blood that fell.

Healing my wound, I stopped the blood as I absorbed the life force from the trees around the area. "Can you focus?" I asked, with Jubiliee focusing on the blood, licking it up the best she could. Smacking her, she stopped, then glaired at me. "Focus!" I ordered, with her gritting her teeth. "How did this happen?" I asked, with her thinking about it.

"Xarus." She said, gritting her teeth, with me knowing that she was trying to tell me that he was the one responsible for her transformation. "Kill!" She yelled as she shot up, with me standing my ground as she got closer and closer to me, stopping once she reached my neck. She was breathing hard, doing everything in her power to stay calm, to focus on one thing.

Moving her aside, I forced her to look at me. "Tell me everything!" I ordered, where I could see tears in her eyes as she looked at me, gritting her teeth as she tried holding back the tears. She cried, unable to hold them back anylonger. Pulling her into a hug, I let her cry on my shoulder. She didn't deserve this... she was so happy before.

Now... she was dead to the world.