"Oi, silver bitch! The old man wants to see you." Cornel yells at Silva making the young woman sigh glaring at the red head and shoves past him making her way to thier fathers office.

Its been weeks since she last had a decent mission and grew bored with just reading books, training and working on her experiments.

"There's the silver killer!" A loud voice shouted as Silva let's out small groan felling herself being lifted into the air and spun around.

"For fuck sakes Mason, put me down" the silver haired girl slaps her brother in the arms.

"Hey...language" Mason pouts putting Silva back on the ground and crosses his arms "anyways I heard you have a special meeting with dad"

"Yeah...I guess, you know what its about?"

"Nope" Mason says with a cheeky grin on his dumb face

"So you do know" she sighs crossing her arms and stops in the middle of the hallway "Why me? All of you guys are getting missions none stop.."

"Woah...are you actually complaining about getting a mission!? Who are you and what did you do to my little sister?" Mason puts his hands on both of Silva's shoulders looking over her but stops "listen sis, all I can tell you is that this is a serious job from the sound of it and dad said you are the best person for it."

Nodding her head, Silva continues the walk to her father's office and knocks on the door gently three times only to get a simple "enter" in return.

**Silva pov**
"You wanted to see me sir?" I question as I walked into my father's office seeing him sitting at his desk with a woman standing in front of him, she looked to be the same age as me with black hair and amber eyes.

"Hm, so this is the one you were telling me about Shean." The woman looked at me up and down closely "She doesn't look to be all that"

"Oh but she is, Silva here is one of my top people and she has a unique style with her skills and semblances"

"Semblances, huh?" The woman smirked as a flash of intrest came across her face "Alright, I'll take her."

"Wait. What?" I look at them confused about what was going on.

"Pack your stuff Sil-...Neva, you're going to school" dad grinned at me the same way Mason does.

"....well shit....."