Assassination Classroom Okano Novels & Stories

“I have nowhere else to go.” My hand snaps to her throat. “Don’t fucking lie to me.” She rolls her eyes, bored. “Fine,” she says, tapping my arm with a small groan. “Let go of me.” I release her but I don’t stop watching her facial expressions. “A group of anonymous elders asked me to test your strength by barging into your room and trying to kill you. They didn’t think you were strong enough.” She shrugs. “I accepted the challenge and stabbed you because you were stronger than I expected.”

Cassian posed the question. "Maybe through the window?" Thiago guessed. "I checked every window in the suite, and none of them had any signs of damage. Although Nino could've had the room wiped clean, I don't believe he would've changed the windows as well. There's only one possibility, and that is the assassins entered through the front door," Cassian declared. "Yet, throughout the entire footage, we never saw the assassins. "There's one other key detail—I didn't see any sign of Leon."

Third person POV The person facing the assassin was Cillian, he was only on his boxer facing the assassin that was well equipped but the confidence ozzing out of him made the other assassin thinking twice why he accepted this mission in the first place, after the call with Kane he came downstairs whilst sipping on his drink leisurely waiting for the assassin. Even though he claimed to be at peace and calm but he wasn't truly settled, how could he when someone was on the lose, hanging around, waiting to kill his wife and unborn child, he couldn't rest at all "I'm not any assassin of any sort, so go back and tell your group or colleague to stay away from the Lumerés mansion as far as possible,

It was just like opening a window into a life she no longer belonged to. “I get it.” Her voice cracked. “This whole thing is insane. And it’s not over yet, is it?” “No,” he said quietly. “It’s not.” She looked up at him, tears brimming in her eyes. “Why me, Nicholas? Why did this happen to me?” He didn't know what to say. He was fascinated by the coincidence of the striking resemblance of Amelia and Allison and the fact she was the one who witnessed the assassination. Something was telling him it was Adrian's handwork though he didn't have any proof.

Amid the scattered papers and crumpled textbooks, the stark inscription on the school badge shone clearly into her mind, a final, damning piece of evidence: Ninth Grade, Class Five, Skylar Vance. The master assassin, whose mind had once handled lethal complexity and unimaginable pressure, was utterly, brutally blindsided by this temporal catastrophe. “Hey, Skylar Vance! Who gave you permission to stand? Get down on your knees, now!” A high-pitched, childish voice, dripping with pure, unearned entitlement, ripped through the silence of her shock.

' I shuddered at the thought. Soon I found myself standing in front of the isolated class of our school it was the class where no one came. There was a rumor about this class. That a kid had committed suicide in this room after failing the tenth class. Her name was probably Jannat. And it was said from then on a few more kids had died without any extra evidence.

Kane must have set up the entire system. He logged into my account, and Kane sat down beside me and started to work. It didn’t take him long to find the footage of my dad’s office. "So around the time the attack on the school started, right?" he asked Aaro, and she nodded. He played the footage on a large fucking screen and this time there was sound too. Aaro said her name proudly, and then my dad picked her up and threw her straight through his glass desk when my mam tried to stop him. Fucking hell, there was a lot of blood and a lot of glass everywhere.

I slam into one of them and kick the other in the head, then twirl before the one with the knife can stab me in the neck. A gun cocking behind my head makes me stiffen. Nostrils flaring, I raise my hands and get ready to attack, but before I can, the man behind me falls unconscious onto the floor. Turning quickly, I spot one of my fellow Assassins, Phoenix, finishing off the last two men. The hallway looks like a war zone with unconscious bodies lying in various spots on the floor. As soon as the last man is down, we both face each other. “What are you doing here?” We both ask in unison.

“The mastermind got everything ready for us. You don’t have any choice.” “Okay.” Olympias nodded and asked Goswin, “Are you sure?” “That assassin confessed in the early hours of this morning,” Goswin replied. “Someone secretly recorded Master Ansel’s and his accomplices’ conversation in his study yesterday. They were plotting how to assassinate you after they returned yesterday.”

She removed her blade and looked over the dead men. Leanunya then looked over to Nagos who was crouched down covering his face in fear. Leanunya sighed and cleaned her blades and put her blades away before walking over to Nagos. “It's over”, Leanunya watched as Nagos opened his eyes and gasped at seeing the bodys but it wasn't fear in his eyes that Leanunya saw as Nagos looked at the bodys, but wonder. Nagos stood, “d-did you k-kill them?” Leanunya nodded, “yes.”