Assassin Fate/stay Night Novels & Stories

We locked the dungeon’s door and walked back toward the bedroom, making sure to walk in the shadows as we did, careful not to be seen. We entered the bedroom and I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief when we did, wrapping my arms around Iris and pulling her in for a hug. The two of us were yet to grieve over who was once the best assassin of her time. She was known for her strength, power, and purity. The idea of her betraying the way she did would have never occurred to my mind had we not lived through it, and seeing that she tried hitting two birds with one stone, and that one of those birds was Iris and I didn’t come as pleasing to me.

He bit his bottom lip, lowering his arms to his sides and glancing towards his palms before asking, "What is it? Y-You...you don't like what you see?" Nate had not spoken yet, gulping when he saw Dante's fingers drop the knife beside him and reach for the next button on his dress shirt. When Nate realized what he was doing, he instinctively leaned downwards, his mind completely pushing away the assassin murderous rumours and all the threats Dante had mentioned, instead reaching for his hands and stopping him from continuing down the placket. "What the fuck are you doing?" Nate pushed his hands away, closing the other buttons as well and hiding the chain back into his shirt.

I whimpered as he approached when suddenly the window next to me shattered, glass flying everywhere. “Darling! Are you okay?” Noah called out as he jumped into the room. “Yes! But I don’t know about the others!” I yelled out. “Stay where you are, I’ll take care of him,” Noah said with a confident smile. The white-haired man smirked, “you think you can do something to me? A trained assassin?” Finn chuckled, “this is your one chance to leave and never come back.” “I’ll take my chances,” the assassin said as he cracked his knuckles.

Death. I'd killed him. The room erupted into chaos. Some people fled. Others pointed and shouted. And through it all, I stood frozen, staring at my hands like they belonged to someone else. "Tate." Mathias's voice broke through the noise. "Sweetheart, look at me." I couldn't. Because lying on the floor where the man had been standing was a small black moon pendant—the symbol of the Nightshade Pack. "He was one of them," Daxon breathed. "An assassin."

“B-A-I-T. Run across the frozen lake. Now, Unc! We’ve only got seconds.” Idris groaned, muttering, “I’m nobody’s bait…” But he obeyed, walking toward the lake, slipping as he went. --- Meanwhile, deep in the shadows of the approaching army, Satan’s forces marched. Forty-five—maybe fifty-four legions of demons assembled, a horde of darkness. Satan growled, “Asmodeus. Come forward.” Asmodeus hesitated. He knows. He reached for the stones in his satchel. If I give him the remaining Fate stones, he might kill me right after...

Mayari simply replied. "You haven't restored all of the energy you've lost." Helen explained, "You must go back to bed." Mayari nodded as a respond. And with the help of the fatigued that helplessly ache in her entire body, she immediately succumb to sleep once again. Meanwhile, at an abandoned house. "How could you fail?!" the hooded man roared in anger, "What kind of an assassin are you? I'll tell you what, you're a failure!". "Can you keep it down, I'm trying to rest here." Jim whined as a respond.

We were both so similar I knew she would never make a move early in the night, not while she was still technically working. I was proven wrong when the final nail in the coffin was the arrived in the shape of Jason Momoa. A huge shifter with long brown hair and green eyes arrived about an hour in. He wore a smart grey suit and on arriving placed his hands around Selene and drew her to him in a hug she happily returned. With a smash I heard a bottle of expensive scotch drop to the floor. The replacement bottle of Macallan. Of course. Smooth Rocco where have you gone to, I railed internally.

“Are you okay?” Erdem asked, his voice gentle. I nodded and my legs gave in. I sat down on the ground and nodded my head. “What a hustle,” The assassin grumbled as he stood up massaging the left side of his stomach. “I wasn’t expecting anyone to interrupt my game for a while.” He sighed cracking his knuckles. He then proceeded to stretch his limbs. “Let’s start, shall we? I don’t have all night.” Erdem snarled and the assassin smirked. “I will kill you along with the thought of hurting what is mine again! Right here, right now!”

“Let's go home, honey.” “Noooo. Mommy!” She tried to squirm. “No Kay. We're done for the day.” “Alright, mommy.” She leaned her head against my shoulder in resignation as I turned to the dark handsome stranger. “Well… thanks again.” I turned to leave. “Wait!” I paused. “I feel like I need to make it up to you somehow, or else you're going me up as some bad guy.” Well, he wasn't lying. “That's not really necessary-"

he responded and I felt my cheeks heat. “But The Goddess-” “Fuck The Goddess,” he snarled, his eyes flashing with raw anger. I saw the assassin part of him and it would have frightened me if I did not know him so well. I placed a hand on his cheek and he shut his eyes leaning into it. His eyes opened, and they locked on mine, seeming to search through me. “You are the only goddess I want. You are a terrifyingly beautiful goddess of death and justice. My fate lies with you. I’m done having others choose for me. I choose you.”