Killua Assassin Mode Novels & Stories

He tries to brush it off, thinking he's just being paranoid, but the feeling persists. He slows down his movements and looks around the room, trying to spot any signs of intrusion. But there's nothing out of the ordinary. Just as he's about to resume his activities, his phone beeps with a message. He fishes it out of his pocket while still inside the woman and sees a message from one of his associates. His heart sinks as he reads the message. "Terminator is coming for you." He's heard of the infamous assassin before but had never thought he would be a target. He tries to push the woman off him and get dressed, but before he can even get up, the door to the room bursts open, and a figure dres

Nine smiled, catching sight of me before giving me a glass of water “I should be proud to see that you are still fit despite everything that you have been dealing with” “I was trained by the ancient assassin, what else do you expect?” I winked. Nina laughed, shaking her head at me, I nodded toward the door, shaking my head in question “what’s gotten up his panties?” Nina stayed quiet for a few seconds, nodding at me to follow her. We entered the storage room beside the kitchen and I frowned in confusion, waiting for what she was going to say. Nina barricaded the door before turning to face me, muttering a low chant under her breath “the room is now soundproof, no one can hear what we’re sayi

Her mind locked onto the threat, her entire focus narrowing to one thing: protection. In a fluid motion, Selene drew a concealed blade from her waist, the edge catching the dim light, and with one decisive strike, she incapacitated the assassin. He fell to the ground, a flash of pain in his eyes as Selene twisted the blade, disabling him before he could react. It was over in seconds. Kael stood frozen, eyes wide with disbelief. For a moment, there was nothing but the rush of silence, punctuated only by the soft clatter of the assassin’s body hitting the floor.

Three more assassins launched themselves at her together, shadows darting through the storm-lit arena. Anana did not flinch. She stood her ground. As the first blade sliced through where her neck had been, she bent, her movement impossibly precise, her hair brushing the sand. Her hand snapped out, catching one assassin by the arm. Her leg arched up in a perfect, deadly swing. Her heel struck his spine. The sound was revolting… bones shattering, his body folding in half at the waist. He dropped into two broken pieces onto the sand, his eyes wide but already dead.

the male growls as he lunges for Taz, surging forward to claws at the beat once again, their fight continues to be intense. Meanwhile, Kaide was leading his duel against the male, unsuspecting that the male's claw was laced with vardnom until it was too late and had been poisoned. He feels his vision grow blurry as the male uses that fatal opening to attack Kaide. “Watch out for the claws!” Kaide warns Tazmin as he blocks the assassin's incoming attack. The assassin male was surprised that Kaide could catch him by surprise; the male's hand was severely crushed by Kaide, making the male scream in agony as he scrambled back away from Kaide.

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.

The man mumbled with a hoarse voice, bringing his head down and looking sideways to continue making his list — something he was doing before she showed up. "El Depredador, Sobek Special, Double Clutch sniper guns, El Rubi and Ciervo Macho shutguns as well. I'm hoping you'd have the aforementioned here tonight." She gruffed, dropping a cheque on the table before him. He lifted up his head slowly to take a closer look at her as she drew near to him with those words coming out from a young teenager's lips.

I slam into one of them and kick the other in the head, then twirl before the one with the knife can stab me in the neck. A gun cocking behind my head makes me stiffen. Nostrils flaring, I raise my hands and get ready to attack, but before I can, the man behind me falls unconscious onto the floor. Turning quickly, I spot one of my fellow Assassins, Phoenix, finishing off the last two men. The hallway looks like a war zone with unconscious bodies lying in various spots on the floor. As soon as the last man is down, we both face each other. “What are you doing here?” We both ask in unison.

With that, Calypso rushed the intruders, a large smile on her face. Before any of them could react, Calypso twirled on her foot and kicked one of them in the chest. The assassin gasped and fell on its knees. Calypso landed another kick, this time in the throat, leaving the intruder gasping for air, clutching at its throat. Calypso backflipped over a charging assassin, waited for her new challenger to turn around before definitively winning with a sharp kick to the throat.

The only sound was the faint, haunting hum of the lure and the thrum of Kairi’s waiting wards. It happened without warning. There was no displacement of air, no shimmer of light. One moment, the space before the lure was empty. The next, the assassin was there. Identical to the first: matte-black, light-eating armor, featureless helm, and in its hand, the shard of void-blade. It didn’t hesitate. It lunged at the shimmering doppelgänger, the blade thrusting forward to erase the phantom heart. “Now, Sze!” Kairi’s command was a whip-crack in my mind.