Hi! I hope you enjoy the movie that's been playing in my head for the longest time now. Questions, comments, favorites, and reviews are greatly appreciated. Some quick notes: I haven't used fanfiction in awhile so sorry for any awkward paragraph breaks, awkward bolds & italics, etc. I'm trying, I swear! Also bolds are emphasis and italics are thoughts

Chapter 1

The night was cold and silent, perfect for what Asami Sato was about to accomplish. Everything had been planned to a T. Nothing would ever go wrong because every possible scenario, every plan of attack was running through her mind. Asami's trained ears picked up every bit of sound around her from the shaking of the leaves beside her to the stumbling feet of the man down the alleyway.

Asami flexed her muscles while memories of her lifetime of training flashed in her mind. She waited for the perfect moment because her window of opportunity would flash for only a second and if she failed to take it, her whole mission would be a bust. She leaned over the side of the balcony, careful not to leave any traces of her being there as she watched her target head in her direction.

"Yeah, of course I got it." A pause, "No, no one will catch me. Relax."

Asami fought hard to hold back her scoff and returned to the task at hand.

The target was finally parallel with the balcony, no one else was in sight and she had taken out all of the cameras outside. Although it didn't matter, she blended with the shadows because of the hood that covered her face like a ninja and the full body camouflage suit she had invented specifically for her missions. Only her bright green eyes were visible through the opening in the fabric. It was just her and the target.

Now!

Asami leaped off the balcony, landing soundlessly on her target's shoulders. She gripped the man's head between her legs, leaving him no time to react. As she held her arm a few inches away from his neck, s the hidden blade slithered out of her sleeve. She relished at the feel of the cold metal against her right forearm and could never shake off the rush that feeling gave her. With a practiced hand she sliced her target's throat. Blood gushed out from the wound, spraying her blade arm.

Asami groaned, Shit, that's gonna be hard to get out.

She jumped off, using the man as leverage to help her back onto the balcony. He fell down as more blood spilled onto the concrete. He gargled the blood that had collected in his throat as his wide eyes stared into the darkness. Satisfied that her target was down, she left without a trace. It had all happened in seconds.

"It was a smooth and clean hit. I'm thinking professional," a forensic analyst pointed to the deep red line along the man's throat.

The detective squatted down to take a closer look at the victim, "Hmm, but anyone could have sliced a man's throat open."

"Okay…but there's no evidence whatsoever," the forensic analyst gave her his list of findings but it was pretty much blank except for the details about the man's untimely death.

The detective's eyebrows shot up. She straightened her black pantsuit and blazer as she stood. Adjusting the gun at her hip, she turned to the analyst. "Really? Not even a piece of hair?"

"Did I stutter?" he snapped sarcastically. The detective glared at him, "Uh, sorry. Tired."

Before the detective could retort back, she was interrupted by her cellphone, "Detective Korra," she paused and listened, "No, yeah. I'll be right there."

"Chief Beifong?"

"Yeah, she needs me back at HQ. Take pictures of everything," the detective commanded earning a groan from the analyst. She glanced above her, "Check that balcony too. Let me know if you find something." Detective Korra turned to leave the crime scene blocking out the flashing red and blue lights with her hand.

Asami huffed, these meetings get more boring by the day. Her fingers itched to be in the workshop or even better, on a mission to take out a target. She rubbed her right arm absentmindedly. It was weird not feeling the cold metal of the blade on her arms during the day. It was her safety net, something that always put her at ease.

She sighed again, turning her attention back to one of her subordinates, Varrick. That didn't help. Varrick's presence alone irritated Asami to no end. Sure, he was a genius but his antics would get old. His absurd demands to his assistant, Zhu-Li Moon made Asami want to fire him but she kept him around. Sometimes he could be entertaining but it was his ideas that kept him at her company.

Finally, it's over.

She left the meeting room and checked the cubicles and offices of her employees to see how each one was doing. She remembered everyone's names and even some parts about their own personal lives. She loved to see them perk up and animatedly tell them about their pets or their families. A big warm smile graced the CEO's face. It was a daily thing for her. Running a multi-billion yuan company can take its toll on its CEO and her employees so she made it a point to check on as many people as she could during the day. Satisfied that her employees were doing well, Asami took the elevator up to her office.

"Good morning Ms. Sato," her secretary beamed at her, "You have a few calls from Cabbage Corp and some other investors." The secretary handed her a stack of papers along with her schedule, "Also, there's a party tonight thanking you for your generous offer to the charities in Republic City. The whole city is invited! Gotta give everyone a chance to see the beautiful CEO of Future Industries." Her secretary winked.

*pft-ahaha* "Thanks Opal," she gathered the papers and walked into her office but turned back around, "Actually, would you like to come with me? I'd rather not go alone."

Opal grinned and her bright green eyes filled with excitement, "Of course Ms. Sato! I'd be happy to join you!"

"So, that's everything. We have to wait on the autopsy results for an identity," Lin Beifong stated, turning off the computer. She looked at the two head detectives in front of her. Each detective sported a white button-up with their sleeves rolled up halfway. " We really can't do anything else. It's out of my hands."

*UGGGHHH!*

Korra's heart was racing, this was the biggest case she'd ever get to work on. And she was forced to do nothing. It was agonizing! She had dreamed of becoming a detective ever since the day she was born. And as soon as she was old enough, she joined the force and quickly climbed the ranks, earning her the title of head detective. All she wanted to do was help the people of Republic City and arrest the right people for their crimes. So being forced to do nothing…well, that went against everything Korra stood for.

"Chief, we can't just do nothing," Korra's partner, Mako said. He was an amazing detective, almost better than Korra. Almost. He joined the force for very different reasons than her. He and his brother, Bolin had witnessed the murder of both their parents, leaving them orphaned at a young age. Anger took permanent residence in his heart when he joined the force, vowing to catch the assholes who stripped the brothers of their parents. As soon as he made head detective, Korra and Mako found the people responsible and rightfully put them in jail. That arrest finalized the partnership between the two detectives and together they solved the most cases in the history of Republic City.

"Look, kid what do you want me to do? There were no personal items on the victim, we don't have motive and there weren't any witnesses. So, we wait," Lin crossed her arms over her chest. A final action that signaled they better not try anything, or else.

Korra and Mako slumped, Lin was right. They couldn't do anything. And even if they tried to, neither of them would have the slightest idea on where to start.

"Oh, by the way," the Chief started. Mako and Korra perked up, "there's a party tonight for the CEO of Future Industries. I can't make it but I want you two to go in my place. Don't do anything stupid! You'll make me look bad."

"Uh, sure I guess," Mako said, scratching the back of his head. "But I don't really feel comfortable going to a party when a serial killer is on the loose."

"Don't be a party pooper!" Korra teased, "Chief said to wait, so we wait. Come on, bring your brother with you. It'll be fun!" She playfully punched Mako's arm as he sighed. He wouldn't argue with Korra, he always lost to her anyway.

"Fine."

"How is the expansion of Future Industries going?"

Great, another old geezer asking me the same question for the hundredth time tonight. Asami sighed inwardly and plastered her best CEO smile. Conversations with investors always went like this. The same question, the same response, and the same handshake indicating the closure of a deal. She never understood why investors decided to bring up work during a party.

Remember they threw you this party so it would be impolite to ignore them. It doesn't hurt to make a deal out of it though, it just makes more money for Future Industries.

Asami turned to look at her secretary, who was having as much fun as her. She offered a silent apology to her and vowed to give her extra vacation time after this. She turned back to the old geezers surrounding her table but a quick glimpse at the person walking through the door caught her breath. She did a double take to look at the person again but found the entrance empty. She scanned the room in a desperate search of the beautiful woman.

There!

"You'll have to excuse me," she said, smiling politely at the old geezers as she stood up to head towards her secretary. "Opal, come with me. I think we're about to meet someone new."

Opal nodded, her eyes sparkled with excitement. It wasn't everyday that you would meet someone new especially since everyone made it a goal in their life to meet the beautiful CEO.

Asami readjusted her slimming red dress and flipped hair over her shoulder to make it all flow on one side. She spotted the woman again, this time she walked with confidence, grace, and the intimidation that was Asami mother fucking Sato.

The woman was talking animatedly to the two men she was with but as soon as she saw Asami headed her way, she stopped and gaped. So did the two men and Asami could only smirk.

Got you.

"Hi, I'm Asami Sato, CEO of Future Industries. Glad you could make it," she smiled a blinding grin and extended her hand to the woman. She looked at the shorter, dark-skinned woman more closely now that there were only a few feet apart. She wore a beautiful deep blue strapless dress that flowed with every muscular curve of her body and exposed her toned arms. Asami's eyes wandered to the woman's middle and saw the outline of abs through the dress.

Fucking hot.

Asami took in the wondrous display. She eyed the smooth skin taut over her muscles wanting nothing but to have them wrapped around her. She imagined them lifting her up effortlessly and pushing her against a wall. She'd be devoured in an instant like a predator and its prey. Those strong arms would pin her hands above her head as the soft lips would kiss all of Asami's exposed body. Every kiss sending shocks, causing her whole body to shudder. Her knees would buckle and she'd moan into the soft brown hair, placing her chin on the woman's shoulder to help her stand. Every touch from her fingers would leave Asami wanting nothing but them inside of her, gripping and moving with a hunger that could never be satisfied. She imagined the woman's head moving down, wrenching her legs open—

"Uh, hi," the beautiful woman said taking her hand in a firm grip and shook, "We're here on behalf of Chief Lin Beifong of the Republic City Police Department. She gives her thanks," her response was extremely professional and her grin was lopsided, showing all of her white teeth. Her eyes smiled along with the grin and Asami could only stare at the bright blues. She struggled to prevent herself from getting lost in them. The woman started to scratch the back of her head, her chin-length brown hair moved in time with her hands and she obviously felt awkward underneath Asami's gaze. Adorable.

"Well, I'm glad you two came instead. She can be a sour sport sometimes," 'Sour sport?' Who the fuck says 'sour sport'?! Get yourself together Sato!

But then the beautiful woman laughed. It was music to Asami's ears.

"Aw man," the woman sighed, clutching her stomach and wiping a tear from her eyes.

My god, those eyes.

The man standing next to her cleared his throat, "Oh shi—I mean. Introduce ourselves, I mean…fuck me," the woman sighed exasperated, clearly panicked that she had been rude to the CEO.

'Fuck me'? Was that her way of being flustered or was she really trying to drop hints?

"I'm Korra, and this is Mako and his brother Bolin," The woman finally regained some composure as she pointed to each man. They all shook Asami's hand but when she shook Bolin's hand, she noticed he wasn't looking at her but at Opal. She glanced at Opal who was staring back, just as intrigued.

Asami smirked, "I forgot some boxes from my Satomobile. Opal, would you mind grabbing them for me?" Opal looked at her boss and her happiness drained from her face as her shoulders slumped. She slowly turned, reluctant to leave the group. "Wait, Bolin. You look strong, do you mind helping her?" Her secretary turned to look back at her. Her eyes shone brighter than ever and her face donned the biggest grin she'd ever seen the woman do. She winked, "Go on you two, I'll need those by the end of tonight."

As soon as they were out of earshot, she turned back to Korra, "So, what do you do for Chief Beifong?" Asami was hoping that maybe she was a traffic cop of some sort. It would be trouble for her if this captivating woman was a detective or something like that on the force because well…she wanted to fuck her.

Who am I kidding? I'm the best assassin in the world and no one has caught me for the past twenty-four years of my life. AND I'm the CEO of a Fortune 500 company. Still, 'keep your friends close but your enemies closer', right?

"We're her head detectives," Korra grinned, looking extremely proud of her status in the force.

Great, a detective and the head detective at that.

"Whoa! Head detective? Aren't you a little young to be a head detective?" she teased.

*Hah!*

Korra crossed her arms over her chest and smirked, "Aren't you a little young to be a CEO?"

Oh she was going to enjoy this.

Oh my god, shit. What do I do?!

Korra had been nonchalantly talking with Mako and Bolin but when she had spotted an intimidatingly pale woman heading towards them, everything stopped. She was breathtakingly gorgeous and Korra had never seen a woman so stunning in the past twenty-three years of her life. She had long wavy black hair that flowed down one shoulder, framing her face perfectly. And she wore just the right amount of makeup to accentuate her features.

And then her eyes… OH MY GOD, those eyes! They were a bright green that stabbed into Korra's heart making it flutter up to her throat which tightened at the sight of the woman. She found it really hard to speak, especially when she introduced herself as Asami Sato, CEO of Future Industries. And when she found enough courage to sarcastically respond to the CEO, she felt her whole body heat up with excitement.

Korra could not believe that a woman this beautiful took it upon herself to walk all the way across the room just to introduce herself. She couldn't help but notice the way the young CEO had eyed her outline and stopped around her middle area to stare at her abs. But she brushed it aside because a woman that powerful and beautiful would definitely not be caught checking out Korra. Right?

Asami was enchanting and talked with her—sometimes Mako—all night. She had sent Opal and Bolin away and noticed that they hadn't come back but Korra didn't care. This woman had all of her attention and then some.

Everything about her was just so…alluring. She couldn't keep her eyes off of the woman. The way her deep red dress traced every single curve of Asami's body and the way she carried herself made Korra's heart beat a thousand times per minute. Asami was confident, smart, and sexy and she knew it.

But all Korra wanted to do was be the target of all that confidence. That enticing confidence that looked at her with half-lidded eyes, ready to devour her at any given time. All she could think about that night was what she wanted this woman to do to her. If she was like this out of the bedroom, she couldn't even imagine how she would be in bed. The very thought made her shiver with excitement. She wanted those lipstick covered lips to leave marks on every inch of her skin. To run her fingers through the silky smooth hair that flowed effortlessly down her back. To have her tongue licking the most embarrassing parts of her body. To moan Asami's name pleadingly into her ear. And for those soft, slender fingers to tease her, touch her, and fill her with the pleasure she so desperately wanted. She wanted her.

But Korra kept her professionalism, this was the CEO of a ridiculously successful company. She was someone who threw lavish parties and lavish parties were thrown for her. Someone who gave to charity generously, who invented things that people could afford and use, and who was definitely way out of her league.