If you ever thought that when you were an adult, you would do great things, you were quick to be back to reality as soon as you passed your 18' years.

You led a life of crime, cold and strangely enough, popular. You became what you feared, and now, you got the attention you despised.

Because in front of you stood a man you thought you would never see from how powerful he was, or how disinterested he was about what was around him and his circle of people.

"What are you doing here." You sighed as the man, Chrollo Lucifer, stared at you codly. Knowing damn well that a manipulative act wouldn't work on you as easily as other people.

"You're quite the phenomenon, aren't you? You get a lot of attention..." You stared at him, taking your eyes would be more than just a simple mistake. "And, you see, your nen abilities a fairly interesting. I found myself...really interested." You knew what he was saying was true. After all, your nen ability was quite special and out of ordinary. Especially due to the fact you could use it in many ways.

Nen wasn't really hard when you had the mental and the understanding of nen with it all.

"So what do you want?" You stayed passive aggressive, some nen stocking itself slowly in your limbs as it started to work discreetly, preparing yourself for any upcoming attack. You didn't trust that man. At all.

You felt your nen bully your skin, then your bones, your organs and your brain that started to slowly emit something dark and dangerous that Chrollo seemed to catch on too quickly for comfort.

"I want you to be a liability. Not a direct member of the Phantom Troupe, but something we can try to rely on when in difficulty. You have all the capacities needed to enter, but I feel like your personal morals would stop you from doing so." You stared at him, your eyes glowing softly with different colors of nen. The usual white-energy flexing in shapes and shades.

Mh.