Assassination Classroom Watch Novels & Stories

Students from the underground arena, The Chairman, Vale, The mysterious man from the photograph, Even jealous classmates…. Every single one had a reason, yet none of them felt completely right. He ran both hands through his hair. "Damn it..." "There are too many enemies.” ******* He returned to campus immediately, the cafeteria was almost empty.. The attendant looked up, "Can I help you?" "I'm looking into what happened earlier." "The attack." The woman's face turned pale. "It was terrible." Kaizen looked around. "There are CCTV cameras here." She nodded. "Yes." "Can I see the footage?”

I raised my hand in the air. Asher sighed. “Come with me.” We walked to the security office which was a small room in the administrative building. Asher had a short talk with the principal before we had access to it. The guard looked up the moment we stepped inside. His eyes widened when he recognized them and quickly rose to his feet. “We need the library footage,” Asher said before the guard could speak. “Last forty minutes.” He nodded, less than two minutes the footage was pulled up on the monitor. Anser leaned forward, arms on the desk while staring with so much focus as if not to miss a single detail.

Tyler's expression was exceptionally grim after hearing all that. When Lavinia saw how careful the principal was around Jean, she had her own suspicions but was still ruffled. "You must seek justice for Richard. It was someone else's child who made my kid fall down. I …" The principal cut her off, saying, "Our classrooms are equipped with surveillance cameras that operate 24/7, Mrs. Quinn. Richard's behavior has been recorded in its entirety. "If you insist on being angry, you can check it out for yourself." Lavinia gritted her teeth, looking incredibly upset.

Cassian The air in my room felt thicker than usual, muffled, like the walls themselves were listening. I sat behind my desk, fingers steepled beneath my lips, my gaze frozen on the untouched tablet in front of me. The surveillance footage looped on its dark screen—Callan’s last moments, grainy but horrifyingly vivid. I have watched it twenty-three times. Maybe more. Each time, the bile crawled up my throat, and the fury behind my ribs ached to rupture skin.

"Front and center! Let's see what the new Death God is made of. Attack me!" I scan the brightly lit, wide-open arena. Zero shadows. Zero cover. A tactical nightmare for a former assassin. But honestly? Trying to sneak up on an eight-foot-tall giant in broad daylight sounds exactly like the kind of stupid, chaotic fun I live for. I lick my teeth, dropping into a low, predatory crouch as my dark energy flares to life. Up in the spectator stands, the elite students of Class 1 are watching me like hawks. "She looks pretty fast," I hear one of the upperclassmen whisper, nudging my vampire roommate. "Did you guys just go easy on her in the cafeteria?"

The echoes of punches and kicks reverberated through the room as two assassins engaged in a fierce duel, their movements fluid and precise. Adjacent to the sparring ring, there was a section dedicated to agility and stealth training. An obstacle course challenged assassins to navigate through a maze of laser beams, pressure-sensitive floors, and hidden traps. Emine watched as a young recruit stealthily weaved her way through the obstacles, her movements almost ethereal, her body a silhouette in the shadows.

Deep inside the building— Hidden compartments opened. Small black drones lifted into the air. Silent. Fast. Daniel watched the security feed. “…okay that’s cool.” The blast barrier finally collapsed. The assassins stepped through. And immediately— Three drones shot down the hallway toward them. The first assassin raised his rifle— But the drones were faster. Electric pulses fired. The men dropped instantly. Unconscious. The hallway went quiet. Inside the penthouse Daniel slowly lowered the chair. “…I officially love this building.” Sebastian and Marcus arrived seconds later.

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.”

She looked up and found a surveillance camera on the top of the classroom's main door. Pointing at the camera, she asked, "Could I see the footage from this camera?"

Smoke still curling into the freezing air. The bodies had been removed but covered and secured nearby, exactly as ordered. Untouched. Waiting. Waiting for Alpha Richard. Just thinking his name made my blood pressure spike. By hour three, I was on my fourth cup of coffee and contemplating faking my own death. It was becoming an increasingly attractive option. By hour four, the academy had gone eerily quiet. That unnatural kind of silence that only happened before absolute disaster. Even the students seemed to sense something catastrophic was coming. And by hour five—