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They threw sharp, unfriendly glances her way, but Claudia ignored them completely, focusing on the teacher instead. “You— the new student,” the teacher called gently, pointing at her. “Please come forward and introduce yourself.” Claudia stood. “My name is Claudia Jackson,” she said simply. “Nice to meet you all.” Then she returned to her seat. A loud hiss broke the calm. Tina. The teacher paused briefly, then continued as if nothing had happened. “Today’s topic focuses on recent events in Italy,” she began. The class grew attentive. “There have been multiple assassinations targeting high- ranking officials. The attacker is a serial killer known as Striker.”

Moments Later Medical Wing [Omniscient P.O.V] The corridors were silent. Flickering lantern light. Recovery salts on the air. Rhythmic breathing of sleeping students. A shadow detached from the ceiling. The assassin moved like oil on water. Black silk absorbing light. Jagged glass dagger in his hand. Coated in paralyzing neurotoxin. Target: the private ward at the end of the hall. The girl who had shaken the Academia to its bones.

The background sound from the TV filled the empty space and made her feel less fidgety. Ping. A message dropped, Alina was being transferred to Mexico for her pending detective case. “It can't be a coincidence.” she thought. This was her life now. Alina the Assassin. Life in the underground was hell when she first joined seven years ago. Trainings were even more brutal. But the one thing that fueled her was the burning thirst for revenge, to do that she had to survive and the only way for her to survive was to join the crime family.

The game had a plethora of characters to choose from: Warrior, Mage, Knight, Healer, and many more. Uji Quin chose the Assassin class once he got into the game, and spectators of the match frowned. The Assassin was capable of killing a player for every 10 steps it took; no one could survive the lethality. With the character’s agility and speed, one move would be able to empty his enemy’s health bar. Perhaps it was over for Charmine. How could she win?

The glare I received made me tighten my grip as I shook my head. Colin, who was watching us this entire time, grinned. “Looks like the little lady here isn’t just for show… If you know what’s good for him, you’ll spend the night with me.” Ignacio looked torn. This wasn’t planned and he seemed to have forgotten that I was a man who trained with a retired hitman to become an assassin. I smiled and gave him a gentle push, urging him to leave. Gritting his teeth, Ignacio glared at Colin who was gloating over Ignacio’s defeat. “I’ll be leaving for the night then, Mr Veneral. Please enjoy your time.”

Seriously Since Miranda isn't here,am I the next target of business cards I pushed the trolley away after giving him a fake smile I dumped the card into the trashcan not bothering to spare a glance at it to avoid temptation Hahahaha Few minutes to closing Can't wait to see Kel and my best friend also Miranda's POV I put on a baggy trouser and a oversized shirt after having a warm shower Tied my hair into a messy bun and rubbed a little lipstick on my lips I look nice Can't wait to see Mitchelle I walked out of the door and bumped into the jerk I ignored him and walked away despite his stares I sat down on the couch and waited for my best friend Since Kel wasn't around to talk to ,I slotted i

Thankfully, most of the stuff just involved hacking into certain systems and unraveling encryptions for a couple of Assassins. I look around the living empty living room and glimpse into my room, but it’s empty. Heart pounding with panic, I check the bathroom, but it’s also empty. It’s only when I hear sounds coming from my gym that my breathing steadies. I watch from the shadows as April practices a couple of fighting moves. At one point, she takes two knives from my weapons wall and expertly twirls and throws them. She really is good. Maybe even better than me. I’m just not sure if I want to be with another Assassin. I know that I’m being unfair, but I meant it when I said that I needed ti

While my father flops like a fish on the floor, I take his weapon, kick him in the head and reach for Taryn. Ava slumps against her wall, her eyes wide with shock. However, she looks unhurt, so I leave her and check on Taryn, Blood flows around both women like a pool. As an Assassin, I’ve seen a lot of death and have even caused some of them, but I have never felt fear as I do at this moment. Squatting down, I pull Tamsyn off Taryn.

Voodoo quotes reverently. “What if he’s occupying our minds by making his office look benign? What if he does what we expect. You obviously think he might not hold evidence where he lives, but what if that’s not the case? Think about it. What do all Assassins have in their homes?” I sit forward at my desk, connecting Voodoo’s spoken thoughts. “We have a weapons room. You think his weapons room is in his office and that he’s hiding something in it?” He nods his head. “I think that there’s a room within his weapon’s room that would distract anyone from beyond what they expect. The stalagmite is a hand’s reach from the shelf. Do you know anything about Stalagmites?” He asks us.

His sniper is placed behind his back. Students can be seen scattered around the premises since it's time for lunch. Due to the abundance of students, you would never know that an assassin is lurking amongst the crowd. "Zeke, where?" Avyanna asked through the earpiece. "Literature building, third floor, teacher's faculty." Avyannna went to the said location.