Nikamura fixed her gloves one last time as she checked to see if her gear was set for the night. For too long, she had awaited this moment where she would get the kingpins of the underworld together and eliminate them all at once.She was the current most dreadful female in the entire underworld of Japan, and everyone believed she had control over the deadliest assassins. Well, Nikamura was her very own assassin. There was only one person who knew about her and the assassin being one, and that was an old man, Zayne.Zayne had been working for her late father before he extended his services to the daughter of the man, who had been nothing short of nice to him. He had seen her morph into this powerful yet remarkable woman and had pledged his loyalty to her just as he once did to her father.Her tablet started to beep, and he brought it over to her, looking grim and solemn.Nikamura took a look at the tablet and took notice of the coordinates the anonymous link had been sending to her.

"There seems to be a misunderstanding here," she said, trying to sit up."You would do well to stay still and get out of my leader's body," he responded."I don't think you understand. I don't even know how I got in here, okay? But I'm not a demon, and I don't want to be here either." She responded to him.Zayne was beginning to lose his patience. She was playing games with him, but he was in no mood to do the same. He had heard tales of how dubious demons in the past would inhabit freshly dead bodies or those in coma, preventing the owner from returning.Even if Nikamura were dead, he would rather have her body pure and not contaminated."You're a lying demon, I see. What fiery pits are you from?" He demanded from her."Don't you get it too? I'm no fucking demon!" She yelled at him and instantly regretted that move as a sharp pain swept through her body like a wave. She flinched and saw him take the safety off the gun.Wait, he really was going to kill her then. She realized that she