Assassination Classroom Maehara Novels & Stories

One day, when all the teachers were in a staff meeting, the rest of us were in the classroom for self-study. Suddenly, screams rose outside one after another. The chaos began there. The madman was gripping a knife and had rushed straight up the stairs, heading directly for the junior honors classroom where Theo had once stayed. My classmates reacted quickly and tried to block the door. But he was reckless. He jammed one hand directly into the crack of the door. Even though pain twisted his face, he refused to pull it out. He stared hatefully in my direction and roared, "Kill you. Kill!"

Then, he told his brawlers, “Clean this up.” From beginning to end, he never even gave me or our child a second glance. “Mrs. Marconi, get back to the car!” a bodyguard roared at me. I abruptly came back to myself and saw that Enzo had been forced into a corner, with two soldati lying on the ground. I had no clue if they were dead or alive. The gunmen were reloading. Within ten seconds, they would start firing again. I tossed the communication device into the fountain behind me and ran out.

Several students cried openly now while others rushed desperately toward the classroom door. Just then, the boy’s body dropped hard on the ground and a sickening crack echoed across the classroom floor. Blood slowly spread beneath the student’s lifeless body while terrified students stared frozen in horror. My hands trembled violently against my desk. The teacher looked completely pale. I tilted my head slowly as I saw Vanessa looking through the class window. She noticed someone was watching as she ran away. I quickly pushed off my locker as I went after her. Whatever that happened In this class, she must be aware. I thought to myself.

Asher asked. "I am completely confused, my lord..." Maera stammered, her voice trembling with fabricated fear. "I haven't done anything." Asher didn't even bother answering her. He simply gave a nod to Sylvara. Stepping forward, Sylvara dropped a heavy burlap bag onto the stone floor with a sickening thud. With a swift movement, she emptied the contents. Veyron’s severed head rolled out across the floor, stopping right in front of Maera.

Do I need to remind you, Sargeant Keller? He froze. With how dumbfounded he looked, one would’ve thought he’d remember. "You were the one I rescued that night after my shift." I nodded. "Yes. But I had no evidence. They destroyed it all. When I lost all hope, I tried to end it myself. You remember now, don’t you?" Sargeant Keller clenched his fists, his body trembling. "Annabelle, but... you can’t kill so many people!" "They were accomplices! Every last one of them was guilty! Why shouldn’t I kill them?"

Zara nodded and both left. They were walking back towards the locker room when she heard another scream coming right from the locker room. She ran towards it. She entered the locker room and the scene in front made her eyes widen. The ballet teacher Mrs. Halsey was lying in the pool of blood with a knife stabbed in her right eye. Soon crowd gathered outside the locker room and police was called KILLER’S POV: Wow! I really enjoy playing with Zara. She is not an easy target like her father and sister were. She is a fighter, so getting her down will be difficult but not impossible.

To prevent the bomb from initiating, Serene whose reflexes were swift as anyone from this place, caught the bomb controller in the headmistress' now trembling hand, just in time before it hit the tracks' sandy floor, "Gotcha..." Right then, securing her death, my heart thumped loudly in my chest as Maeve and Leo wrapped the ties they had probably acquired through their combat shoes carefully around her frail neck. She let out a faint gasp as they pulled the ties taut, ignoring the old woman's feeble attempts to claw at it. Her struggle was short-lived. Soon her limbs slackened and her head drooped motionlessly to the side.

“I’m sure Jaxon and baby Hunter will love it. Just keep me updated.” “Sounds good,” she replies cheerfully. “We’ll talk later.” Once she disconnects, I sort through the information on the laptop. Emotion wells up in my chest as I read through the events that occurred that night. Micah was pretty thorough. Jaw tight, I review the pictures of the men Micah assassinated that night. I never asked him how he did it. I guess I didn’t want to know. But seeing the men’s lifeless bodies lying around a room as if they are asleep elevates my respect for what Micah does. For some reason, I assumed he went in guns blazing and shot each man. Or that he cut their throats with the nasty blade I saw him hold

The girl studied Kevin's injuries with knitted brows, before the girl spoke in a calm tone to the man in front of her. "An assassin has managed to infiltrate Evan's room. I caught him, and I've given Evan a gun to protect himself while check things around the house. I heard some footsteps on the first floor. Most likely, they are accomplices of the assassin who snuck in earlier. Right now, all the CCTV cameras are dead. There's no signal, so we can't call for outside help. If I don't go out and finish them off, should I wait until they surround us and then finish us off without a trace?" Maya asked Kevin.

He asked, and I immediately nodded to him. "Sab. As far as I know, Savienna is one of the best students here. She is an assassin and a serial killer, so she cannot work here as a faculty member." He seriously promised. I was immediately nervous, I really can't trust him. I opened my mouth and was about to say something when Maureen suddenly screamed, I turned to where they were and saw that Stacey was already adjusting Maureen. I was immediately alerted and was about to rush when Psalm stopped me.