Karma Akabane Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

But within three days, the rumor that I had been retaliated against for some shameful affair had spread everywhere. By the time I tried to clear my name, it was already too late. It was not until after I killed myself in old age that Vanessa came to pay her respects at my grave. Those hypocritical eyes of hers grew moist for two seconds as she thanked me for everything I had done all those years. But she said she did not regret it. In her mind, I had taken the place meant for the man she'd never gotten over and killed her fantasy. If she had to do it again, she would still do the same thing.

*** At the moment, in the Kanagawa family. Ever since he had seen Gerald that night, Kanagawa Kai’s mood had not been very good. He didn’t even know why. Gerald was just a guest of the Futaba family, so how could the team leaders of the assassins of the Hanyu family fail? Even the top ten assassins on the assassin’s list could die in the hands of Gerald. These people would have a certain success rate even if they wanted to assassinate the president of Western Union. In his opinion, assassinating Gerald should be a breeze.

Qingxi mumbled before picking up her phone and bike keys. "Okay. I'll be there soon." Lu Jingzhe said as he hugged her briefly one last time before letting her go. Once Qingxi was out of the room, all the merry mood inside the room immediately changed to a serious cold one. "What were you saying about the assassination attempt and the findings?" Lu Jingzhe asked as he went near his table to pick up the file he was reading earlier. "The only information we could get after searching for so many days is that the assassination project was taken by Karma and his team." Secretary Han said. Karma. This name again. Just who is he? And what is his motto coming back to the country?

Ajax pov We are having a conversation about business All of a sudden Dahlia gets mad, angry. Jasper tries to calm her down, getting an explanation of what is wrong with her. But its at the wrong time. Then she says being an assassin killed me. I 'killed' the person I loved. By her killing me, she killed her self mentally in the process. how would it be to you, if you finally loved somebody and then you had to kill them!? She's talking about killing me. She loved me.

, I heard him say KATE POV We were inside our room with my boys holding a gun loaded with bullets with yoo sung This is the time to eliminate the first person, we need to give them a surprise attack they will never heal or wake up from, I gave a wicked smirked Yoo sung was busying lighting his cigarette inside his mouth " yoo sung, I called him, it's time, he brought a coin as I brought out the pictures of alex family to be assassinated on the table It's time to toss the coin up, whomever it falls on it's going to be the first person that we are going to assassinate

While my father flops like a fish on the floor, I take his weapon, kick him in the head and reach for Taryn. Ava slumps against her wall, her eyes wide with shock. However, she looks unhurt, so I leave her and check on Taryn, Blood flows around both women like a pool. As an Assassin, I’ve seen a lot of death and have even caused some of them, but I have never felt fear as I do at this moment. Squatting down, I pull Tamsyn off Taryn.

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

Her great second niece and my third cousin, on the other hand, has all the bravado with none of the restraint. Kagarra never needed blood weaves to stop a man’s heart in his chest. She does that by looking at one. If that doesn’t do the trick, there’s always those claw daggers of hers that wind up in the vital points of people who don’t even get to blink before they’re dead. No, Shin are not strictly assassins, but Akuma. You have a better chance of sneezing with your eyes open — i.e., physically impossible — than surviving one of the elites that mark you.

She is currently lounging on the living room sofa, drinking a fresh blood bag and watching a ridiculously gory slasher movie on the flat screen. I am running on the communal treadmill in the corner, burning off my heavy Wagyu dinner, my body drenched in sweat. "So, about our Class 1 teachers," Liviel calls out over the sound of chainsaw massacres on the TV. "The curriculum is split into Academic and Practical training." I increase the speed on the treadmill. "Go on." "Our Academic homeroom Professor is the Awakener of the God of Abundance. He is incredibly gentle and soft-spoken most of the time. But whatever you do, do not piss him off. When he gets angry..."

I didn’t try to fight the ward; I tried to freeze the energy of the ward itself. Absolute Zero. A shockwave of white light exploded from my hands. The violet dome didn’t just break; it shattered like glass, the shards evaporating before they hit the ground. The chanting stopped abruptly as the assassins turned, their masked faces tilted upward in shock. “Now!” I roared. Killian let out a howl that shook the mountainside and leaped into the fray. He was a whirlwind of black fur and teeth, tearing through the robed figures with a savagery that spoke of five years of repressed rage.