Ghost Zone, Ghost Zone Prison and Police Department, Administration and Officer Dorms Building, 5th Floor, Warden's Office

Positively utilitarian could describe the office Plasmius a.k.a. Vlad Masters currently sat in as he slid a thin folder across the desk to the skull faced man that resided over the prison lair, gloved fingers picking it up and perusing the papers inside, a contract, a proposition. One that would benefit both parties quite nicely if he had to say so himself.

Red eyes gazed across the office while also gauging the other ghost's reactions at the same time.

File cabinets across one wall, no doubt all stuffed with data he was itching to see for himself to compare notes

A murphy bed on the other, currently hidden with only the tell tale sign of a large square outline and latch to give it away

Beside the bed a large bookshelf packed with law books, plain green binders, and a few police drama novels tucked in a shadowy corner, well worn and dog eared

The way he faced there was a wall to wall window looking down on the prison, framed with a set of blinds that were currently pulled up

The chair he currently sat in had a second beside him, both were plain black, hard, and deliberately set to make the sitter squirm for some sort of comfort they didn't have

While the one Walker sat in was a deep purple, squishy and large, much like his own office seat at DALV

Ah but the important thing, the one that made Vlad smirk inwardly, was the simple silver frame that sat on Walker's large black desk. The warden's weakness. The reason he was sitting in this intimidating office in this uncomfortable chair waiting for the first words to come in that southern drawl.

"You... wish to use my daughter for this scheme of yours?"

And there it was.

Vlad smiled brightly, taking in the raised brow and slight sneer on his companion, "Not so much use as... join together in a mutual understanding." He folded his gloved hands near his chest, elbows resting on the chair arms.

"So you say." Walker set down the file and looked at him with those pupiless glowing green eyes of his, "She's not for sale." His tone was clipped and firm.

"No no no, I wouldn't dream of trying to do such a thing!" He had to quickly damage control before the warden lost his temper, "She could cancel the job at any time should she feel it necessary. I put my faith in the excellent tutoring you no doubt gave her."

"Cut the bullshit Plasmius. A year going to the human realm's school in exchange for upgrading our equipment. Sounds like trying to buy my trust to me." He barked, a green energy building up around him that made Vlad subtly swallow. This was Walker's lair, his domain, and despite Vlad's confidence in his own abilities he didn't want it to come down to showing his halfa card. The building hummed around him to remind him not to overstep his boundaries.

"A year torturing Phantom." He corrected, emphasising the task he wanted "Don't you wish for revenge? To make him pay for ruining your perfect record, destroying several areas of your lair, harming your poor officers who were just doing their jobs, releasing Wulf into the wild once more to make portals as he pleased?"

A twitch and Vlad knew he hit a sore spot. The plush chair swerved around, letting the warden see out the window and take a few minutes to think. Vlad would give him as much time as needed, within understandable limits of course. He needed the ghost to agree.

After several ticking minutes from the clock behind Vlad above the door, that southern timber came back, "And she can cancel the contract any time?" He repeated his earlier statement.

"Of course."

"And would upgrading the equipment include extending to halfa capture?"

Vlad flinched a bit, unseen thankfully, but he knew without this bargaining chip he'd be screwed, "Naturally. Can't have that nasty boy fleeing punishment in the future after all."

A bit more silence and the chair spun back around as Walker stood and picked it up, "Give me a week while I talk it over with her."

Vlad beamed, already knowing he won as he stood up as well, "Take all the time needed Sheriff." Walker nodded curtly and Vlad took his cue to leave with a bit of a bounce in his step.

A/N: This is a story I've been wanting to write for a while. I hope you enjoy it.