Assassin Nation Comic Novels & Stories

“You probably want to know what happened, huh?” I nod my head. For a moment, I don’t think he’s going to respond, then he takes another breath and explains. “Well, from what we were able to gather, Kazik sent in one of his men to kill us. He shot me in the shoulder, but it was just a graze. Unfortunately, the bastard killed my assistant Sam, and my Assassin, Drex. Obviously, it was an ambush because he did some damage.” I swallow hard, trying to lubricate my throat before I croak out. “What happened to me? How long have I been here?”

“Thanks, Allan, you can head back to the academy but don’t take Cassa to the hospital.” It was Casper speaking to Allan with warmth. There was no bitterness or grudge in his tone. Just gratitude. Thanks to the information, Casper had targeted the assassins opposite him while Caddaric took those opposite him as well. Allan took out two with the Snipper and they all acted at the same time as if they had rehearsed it.

3rd Prince Carlos Relani Devion - he is a well-known battle freak, a bloodthirsty soldier, he is practically the same at the same time not with Felix the most gullible one. Then....... Emperor Cassius Vitalis - Devion - everyone describes him as an ice block, no one can look at him directly, lest their eyes itch just from his cold piercing glimpse. He is a very capable ruler despite being an ice block.

The crowd shouts back in unison, “YES, SIR!” He smirks and raises his own voice, “We are the Assassins Guild, and they are just bad guys. We kill bad guys for a living, because we are really fucking good at it!” The crowd punches the air, “YES, SIR!” Kai and Ash are getting pumped too. Rolling their shoulders and cracking their knuckles. Eddie nods and turns to their Portal-Witch,

“But we are what was left behind.” One of the others a tall, eyeless man whose skin shimmered like broken glass spoke in a voice that echoed with dozens of tones. “You killed the Quill.” “I did.” “You shattered the pen,” said a girl with birds instead of hair. “I had to.” “And now,” whispered the assassin twins in perfect harmony, “the stories must write themselves.” Ashen stepped closer, page extended. “Give me a name.” “What?” “A real one,” she said. “Not Ashen. That was your placeholder. Give me something meant to last.”

With a swift motion, he crushed the dagger in his grip and seized the attacker by the throat. The assassin’s expression was one of utter shock. “Who are you? Who sent you?” Dustin growled. The assassin’s murderous intent had given him away long before the strike. The assassin did not give in. Instead, he drew another blade and lunged again. Dustin narrowed his eyes and with a single motion, he snapped the man’s neck. “My Liege! Allison has been attacked. She’s injured,” another Hell Guard hurriedly said. “And Mrs. Swift has been targeted as well...”

I slowly wrap my hand around the hilt of the knife strapped to my back. "She is reaching for her knife!" One of the assassins behind me yells. I recognize his voice. His name is Frank, and he is the absolute worst assassin that Faris put on his payroll. "Oh, shut up, Frank," I yell as I turn and throw the knife in his direction. It sticks out of his chest, and he stumbles back against the wall. "This is why no one likes you," I mumble. "She just killed Frank," one of the other men says.

For what I have done, I accept the punishment bestowed on me for my disrespectfulness. My tender apology to you all. And with my most grateful respect to Nathan, our leader himself, I am sorry for my approach towards you. Please forgive me. Nathan smirked and let go of the bottom. Relieving the girls of their misery. They were all already weeping on the ground. The last time they felt that same pain was back in the day, when they were still under training. The pain was terrible, like their backbone was being pulled backward. Nathan went close to Emily and said to her: Weakness or weakness is the only way to kill a man, and that's why real assassins don't have one. Look at your weakness. Love

Ace thought, “this is the pack assassin and he has fallen weak and useless in a matter of hours because of a simple woman.” Ace sneered over the crumbled man “You are an assassin Dante, get your shit together” and with that Ace left the room. Tanner spoke next and for the first time there were no jokes. “I'm gonna go call Azrael and let him know we will be coming back with one more, see what he wants us to do.” Tanner shrugged and stuffed his hands into his ripped pants walking out of the room followed soon by Moxie, Jay and Ed. It was only Sam who remained behind standing in front of Dante desperate to help her comrade.

The Assassin said with an evil smirk. “Like you have the balls to do that!” Grace taunted. “Trying to make me angry my dear? Very clever of you, but I am not an amateur at this. We’ve spent enough time on chitchat, say goodbye, Kurt!” The Assassin said. The Assassin was about to pull the trigger, but Grace jumped and push the Assassin's arm up making him miss Kurt. She then stabbed Phoenix pin right into the Assassin's eye. Kurt shouted to raise the alarm as the Assassin pistol-whipped Grace.