Kill La Kill Main Character Novels & Stories

Again, he reminds her of Mathias despite the difference in eye and hair color. The ghost pointer lowers to and hovers over the Delete button and then… clicks it. | Are you sure you want to delete this character? Cancel OK | The pointer clicks OK and just like that, the character of Ecto disappears and only Kayzel remains.

Killian stopped for a second, shaking. “You don’t believe me?” Tommen asked. “But it was Kyle, you know? Do you remember Kyle?” He looked amused. “People don’t forget their first—first kill. He saved you, diverting my shot and instead killing your father. And Edmund Knight had to do with the heir who was left. But now none of that matters. It would have been fun to take my time but you are so uncooperative.” Tommen whipped out a knife and Killian circled him like a prey animal, alert and ready to pounce. Killian grabbed his own shoulder and snapped it into place, his face contracting in pain.

These men that moved to start their own chapter in Kanla are the most sort out killers in the fucking world. Killer alone has eight thousand confirmed kills. Spade is the best in close combat, while Knight is our long-distance shooter, he can make pretty damn any shot. Zero is our all-round man, and best tracker we've got, he aces every fucking aspect of a perfect killer. Too bad the fucker wants to waste it mooning over Beggar leaving him and not finding her. It'll make my job much simpler if Zero got off his fuckin' ass and helped but Prez's orders were to leave the brother alone.

Cassidy, Nathan, Cain, Ivy, Harlan, Eddy, Wyatt, Hunter, Wayne, Dumont, Kevlar, Bradley, Truman, Presley, Vera, Roxanna, Cecelia, Lilia, Christof, Jude, Isla, Ilea, Isaiah, Beck, Isyss, Ronnie, Jethro, and Grant were all there, awaiting them. They were about to start, when Zen and Caiaphas arrived with an extra guest with them. Hunter and Wayne immediately growled at the guest, while he was completely unfazed. Calypso put the dots together in her head. “Stop growling at him,” she instructed the brothers. “Alpha, he’s the man who killed your father,” Hunter growled. “No he isn’t,” Calypso denied. “He isn’t?” Killian, Hunter, Wayne, Zen, Caiaphas, and Nathan asked in shock.

Sam's eyes flew wide open, his body arching violently before crashing back onto the bed. A mouthful of blood, mixed with unknown fragments of flesh, burst from between his lips, splattering across my hand. Clearly, the attack had some sort of internal damage. "Oh, look, he's coughing up blood! Does that mean that we've beaten the evil spirit out of him?" Lucas paled the moment he saw Sam barely breathing. They had come to scam money, not to kill someone.

That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive, I had to kill the person who killed Risa.

“Kam did the same for me, but I didn’t take him up on it. Did the two of you even watch the movie?” Kimia smacked me with her pillow. “Of course we watched the movie!” “Oh really. Then who died?” Kimia went silent. I grinned and smacked her with my pillow. “Well?” “I’m thinking!” She was silent for almost a minute before she could think of a character death I’d accept. “Loki. It had to have been Loki. He always dies. He dies more than the guys on Supernatural.” I snorted. “Nobody dies more than Supernatural characters die. And I know you’re guessing.”

Unlike Castillo’s fortress, Diego’s estate was deceptively warm, almost inviting—exactly the kind of mask that got men killed in our world. It was clever, I’d give him that. A wolf in grandfather’s clothing. The guards didn’t question me when I arrived. I mean, the gun hanging loosely on my belt should’ve been enough. The front door opened, and Liam filled the frame. Diego’s son. Taller than I remembered, cockier too, with a grin that begged for someone to knock it off. “Well, well,” Liam drawled. “The infamous Killian. The man who stole my cousin and apparently survived to tell the tale. Should I be offering you a drink or condolences?”

Sarah said solemnly, “The free food, free education, and all the rest. It’s all thanks to Alpha Killian’s decision to reach across the world.” “Alright, I get it. He’s a saint.” I said, arms raised in surrender. “Oh no, he is far from a saint. The man is a bloodthirsty killer, and he is only 23 years old.” Sarah said with something reverent in her voice. “Bloodthirsty?” I asked, “How?” “As you are probably not aware, since you live under a rock,” she said in a lighthearted manner, “There have been packs that have tried to attack us, and he got rid of them- the Eclipse pack, for example.”

After giving everything to the police they needed and the body was taken away, they left the house, knowing they’d never come back. The three got back to their clearing, Michael appeared in shock as Alissa and Luca gently guided him to the house. Alissa went to find the others to explain what happened while Luca supported Michael to get to a shower and a change of clothes. Alissa found Jack cradling Peta in the games room. “He’s so cute!” Jack exclaimed quietly as he bounced the blanketed bundle. Alissa chuckled humourlessly, “Kimberly’s been killed,” she mumbled. Jack looked up in shock. “I found her, she’s been stabbed.” “What do you mean?”