I Killed An Academy Player Novels & Stories

She was in tears, knowing that she could have prevented this. Someone killed the least mentally stable person among us. They used her and killed her for their own personal gain. Urkstin was still unconscious, but he had seen the body first before any of us. Seeing this scarring image of one of his friends dead in a pool of their own blood. One of the people in this room was a murderer. And as I looked around at the remaining participants in this game, I had realized it. That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive,

If anything, he wanted to meet with everyone from Godly Food after the event, even if he could not eat breakfast. Reading the clarification, Zen relaxed a little and smiled. He gave Damian a small nod as the system administrator announced the final results. It wasn’t surprising that Damian was in last place, ranking #84. It was better than Zen’s first ranking, but that was due to having fewer students in this academy. A total of eight students died in this event, similar to the previous event. Zen couldn’t help but feel resentful at the duo who took this opportunity to murder for the sake of murdering. Not everyone was as lucky as him to have powerful party members.

"I won't hurt you and you have to believe that." Instead of melting, Alicia roughly pushed Ace's hand away from her. Then she lifted the sheet of paper into the air, leaving Ace with nothing to do. "Then what is this?" Alicia was clearly urging her lover. "You killed them too, didn't you?! James, Elena, Jake? You killed your own friends, Ace!" "Alicia!" The girl sobbed right after her body fell onto the bed. She sat there while she squeezed the paper tightly. Alicia really couldn't accept the truth right now.

This was due not only to the student's possession of two important hostages, but also to his identity as a Brightwing Academy student. Brightwing Academy students were not untouchable. In fact, it was the polar opposite. Their death and injury rate was quite high due to various challenges and tasks. If they died during their missions or were assassinated and the perpetrator could not be found, nothing would happen and the case would be closed. However, if he killed a student in public, he would be challenging the Academy's authority. As a result, he will be apprehended within a day. Even their backer would not be brave enough to save him from such peril. They may simply kill him in order to

“If you wanna be humiliated so badly. I’ll let you spin the wheel and even let you choose what game we play.” Zane took one last look at Ace before he and his friends stormed out. The cafeteria burst into chatter, students buzzing with excitement and gossip. This wasn’t what I had expected on my first day at the academy. To think I’d be able to see a new side of Ace. “Dude, no way!” Tarek exclaimed. “He’s actually going to join this semester's games!” “What’s so special about these games? Is it like a basketball tournament or something?” I asked.

I grinned cheekily. "Yes, I've heard that about you. You have been the talk of the Academy since the day you arrived, Kalani. Not that I knew who you really were when I heard all those things about the splendid new transfer student. I have also heard from one of the guardians who was there last week when they found you that you had killed four Strigoi. That is more than what any of the guardians had managed to achieve that night." "I know." "And I hear from Joseph that you managed to stake five earlier as well."

Boorman’s next words cuts through his thoughts. “When Celdric was a student here,” Boorman continued, “he was ruthless. Cruel. Untouchable.” His voice dropped. “One night, an Alpha student offended him. Challenged him. The fight ended with that boy dead.” Draven’s eyes narrowed. “And the academy?” “They buried it,” Boorman said bitterly. “Covered it up. Sent a false report to the dead Alpha’s family—claimed he died during a rogue attack.” His hands clenched. “I was only a field instructor then. I had no power. No voice.”

There is no way we can lose to a single freshman. Well, reality just slapped her in the face. Literally. She looks up at me, and her heart drops. I am looking down at them like a god looking at a bunch of ants. I smile again, and the temperature in the room instantly drops to freezing. "Actually," I say pleasantly, my voice echoing in the cold air. "If you really want to, I can totally send you to the afterlife right now. I don't mind at all! The f*e is a lot higher, of course, since killing students breaks the Academy rules."

Although it was a normal inter-college competition, the security was neatly arranged but they acted so careless. Without thinking anything, Ace left the place, which they call as Academy. Though it was not anything like the real Academy, everyone call it as the one. Ace’s disappearance resulted not only North Hill but the Silver High to get into disqualified list. Reaching the forest area, Ace noticed a group of boys with sticks on their hands and beating someone. There was no need for Ace to check, who it was, as he already understood what was going on there. Ace ran towards them, angrily and pulled two guys back stopping them from beating Edwin. There was total four guys, who were arrange

When says Kill-shot he means Camden McCoy. “That’s because the Ravagers’ prince is the one who reached out to the Death Kings,” Carson says. I don’t care what his name is now, he is still Carson to me. Lachlan pulls up a medical file. “Camden McCoy, age eighteen, has been in the emergency room for broken bones at least five times a year but CPS never did a check. His father is now deceased and was said to be killed by a rival gang member in his own home. In school pictures, he was always bruised but smiling. His mother left town about fifteen years ago and is currently in a mental institution. He earned the title Kill-shot three years ago when they went up against a rival gang. None of his