How To Become An Assassin Novels & Stories

PS: I'm an assassin * * * * * After the breakup I got accepted into SIT (Sigma Institute Of Technology) and I'm currently in my final year as a robotics engineering student. I know you're curious about me and how I became an assassin at 19. Well, it's always been one of my fantasies growing up, and of course, it seemed impossible. When I was 14, I had a bucket list and my bucket list was mostly filled by things I want to learn rather than fun things, so of course I had to do them. I started by learning kickboxing and then proceeded to becoming a black belt in martial art, sword play, archery, dagger throwing etc. But they were all for fun, I didn't think anyone was gonna waltz in on my train

"After this week, it will be two of you going home, rather than one." Everyone stayed still, unsure of what to make of his statement. Having worse odds of staying in the competition wasn’t going to make anyone feel safer. Although, I was sure that was what Juan wanted. For everyone to get anxious, to step out of line, and to do something foolish. Or maybe even turn against each other. "Being an Assasin entails protecting an asset. This can be done in a variety of ways, that cannot be taught. They are instincts that only the best Assassins have," Juan informed us, pacing in front of everyone methodically, taking time to look us each in the eye.

My heartbeat accelerated by the second until he said it: “assassins.” “A-assassins?” I stuttered, my belly twisting with dread and surprise. “A-as in….” “Yes, S-summer. All I had to do was travel to Siberia for at least one year for training by some of his best-trained soldiers. If I passed their tests, I would earn as little as a million for each successful kill. I couldn’t dare say no. Not with my siblings barely a few doors down, fast asleep after yet another full meal.” “You accepted it?”

They arrived to a valley in the end of it they saw a waterfall, they passed under this waterfall , ROSILIA and AHMET were shocked of how beautiful is this place, they entred the city it was very calm all there lives in peace and harmony, it was very different from what AHMET imagined. YURI took them directly to the assassin dojo directly, in the dojo there was nine master , each one is specialist in a material art and you should pass an exam and make him admit you and to be a real assassin you should pass at least five exam of them. Only NIVA passed seven of them (YURI passed six of them). YURI asked the master to accept AHMET and to train him in the dojo.

They both look like dictators reigning above everyone. Keeping my eye on both of them, I signal Connor and gesture to the two targets. Connor moves close and nudges me forward. Just as we’re about to move, a shot rings out across the room, and pandemonium ensues. I glance back to see our assassins fighting and then look back up and rush forward when I see that the Senator and Kennedy Lynch are running away. As I’m nearing the stairs, a man appears and takes a swing at me, but I’m ready. Gripping his wrist with both hands, I kick him in the kneecap, twist his arm behind his back and put pressure until I hear the sound of bone breaking. The man cries out in agony as his body slumps to the grou

The background sound from the TV filled the empty space and made her feel less fidgety. Ping. A message dropped, Alina was being transferred to Mexico for her pending detective case. “It can't be a coincidence.” she thought. This was her life now. Alina the Assassin. Life in the underground was hell when she first joined seven years ago. Trainings were even more brutal. But the one thing that fueled her was the burning thirst for revenge, to do that she had to survive and the only way for her to survive was to join the crime family.

And then there was Alessa. She happened to be the foster daughter of Carlo Salvatore. He was to her, in fact, a savior. A man who had shown up after she was moved through a lot of foster homes and accepted her for what she was: a sad, mischievous little girl. He never bothered her, only loved her and provided her with all she wanted always. But he had also trained her to be what she was now: a skilled assassin. He began training her as early as twelve years old.

Jenna’s POV It was the next day, and finally the day of my audition and the beginning of my comeback. I got up by six am sharp. I had my bath and put on the outfit I bought yesterday from Lais Baiton. I chose not to wear a black shirt with black leather pants because that was obviously what the other contestants were going to wear. I did not want to look like the most cliche version of a female assassin; in reality, assassins rarely wear black on black because black on black with a face mask and all rather attract attention instead of doing the desired effects. The assassins I had met in my past life loved to dress in the most simple and inconspicuous outfits.

“Nina?” “An ancient assassin, she was killed based on Ryker’s orders after a trick that we pulled on her after she had lost her mind to her revenge. Regardless of the training that she once got, seeing Ryker in front of her almost every day made her lose her senses in wanting to get him killed regardless of the cost, and that would have cost my or Ezio’s lives” I said, explaining the situation. "And you chose your lives over hers?” She asked. I looked down at my feet before nodding.

Lyph~ the soul which resided within the baby's body, was a notorious Killer. Killed thousands of lives, be it corrupted or innocent as it was her job. She was also a weapon smith, but only making weapons for herself, deadly kinds of weapons, many even wished for her to make theirs too, but she refused nonetheless.