Killua Assassin Mode Novels & Stories

Gabriel said, “I didn’t much want to be alive. Ten years of waiting, not knowing if the pull would ever lead anywhere. So I found the most dangerous work I could.” She waited. “I was an assassin, Honor. A professional killer. I took contracts — targets — and I eliminated them. That was my life for the better part of a decade.” She stopped walking. He stopped too, hands in his pockets, and let her look at him. Let her take the time she needed to put it together, to decide what she thought of it. He’d learned enough about her to know that rushing her to a reaction she hadn’t fully formed would only make it worse.

Liam grunts when the spear doesn't even crack and he crouches on the ground while clutching his knee. "HAHA dumbass!" Jiroo said mockingly while pointing at Liam but completely aware of the guy behind him and he bent his body to dodge the attempted attack and he elbowed the guy's crotch. "Aye, don't attack behind, that's the assassin's move." He said before he turned his heels to face the guy wincing in pain while he's on his knees. "I'm itching to slit your throat." "No, don't do that." Liam warns and Jiroo frowns.

he asked again. "I do not know, but I am waiting for his command. At least, it's a relief that he's trying to ditch Luna.” She took a step backwards as he approached. She placed her palm on the sword and removed it, then kicked his stomach. She was going to flee when he grabbed her back, pulled the knife, and hurled it at her arm, causing her to wince in agony. At that moment, an order hit the air which sent the assassins running.

The Conclave dissolved instantly into two priorities, and Alessia realized with horror that they were not the same. “Kael,” she whispered, “the assassin—he’s aiming at the Moon King—why?” Kael pushed her behind a fallen pillar before answering. “It doesn’t matter. You’re not safe here.” “He’s not targeting me.” “That doesn’t mean he won’t.” Another shockwave shook the chamber. The assassin leapt down from the upper tiers, landing in a crouch atop the council table, cloak whirling like smoke. Alessia’s breath caught. He wasn’t just a rogue fighter. His aura was wrong, dark, slithering, and pulsing with luminousness that felt sick and corrupt.

Claudia looks concerned, and Eliza smiles and leans in close to explain it better, “Yup, I’m an Assassin. In the Guild, so I only kill the deserving, you’re fine.” Kai laughs and kisses her on the cheek as Ash finishes with the second boot. He stands and helps her to her feet. She walks easily, happy that her balance is still good. She does a couple of test twirls and Ash holds her hips against his. She runs a hand down his side to his hip, and he bites his lip, purring. “Later, I promise.” He nods, grinning.

The third circled wide. Serena ducked beneath a blade and drove her claws upward, ripping across the attacker’s stomach. Blood sprayed instantly. But unlike ordinary fighters— the assassin barely reacted. Another blade came toward her ribs. Serena twisted sideways and slammed her elbow into the attacker’s jaw before driving claws through his chest. He dropped immediately. Meanwhile Mira moved like flowing water. Precise. Terrifying. One assassin slashed toward her neck— she sidestepped smoothly and buried a dagger directly beneath his chin.

The assassin ducked under his swing and slashed upward. Elise screamed his name. Kai stumbled, catching himself on a tree just as the blade skimmed across his ribs, tearing through fabric and skin. He growled—low, feral—eyes glowing in the stormlight. The assassin’s attention flicked to Elise for a fraction of a second. A fatal mistake. Kai roared, pushing off the tree with explosive force. He slammed into the assassin, both of them crashing into the mud. They rolled, grappling for control, hands clawing for weapons, each trying to gain the upper hand.

I ask. “My Sunshine. I don’t know her name. But she’d come to me when she could. She’d untie me and let me stand for as long as we were alone. She risked herself and risked punishment to help me and I killed her!” he says and with the last part he lifts his head to the sky and the flames shoot out from his mouth. I look up and see red fire and blue water, glimmering in the sky above us. Tana, Kenna and Kaylani have arrived.

How can someone who murders a person be capable of the greatest skill of all, healing? Lucien, I need to remember his name instead of just ‘the assassin’ softly knocking on the door late into the night. I sent Kyra to deal with him but even I had to admit he looked immaculate in a crisp white shirt. He was wearing one of Alexanders, but it was stretched to the max over his wider shoulders and muscles.

“You probably want to know what happened, huh?” I nod my head. For a moment, I don’t think he’s going to respond, then he takes another breath and explains. “Well, from what we were able to gather, Kazik sent in one of his men to kill us. He shot me in the shoulder, but it was just a graze. Unfortunately, the bastard killed my assistant Sam, and my Assassin, Drex. Obviously, it was an ambush because he did some damage.” I swallow hard, trying to lubricate my throat before I croak out. “What happened to me? How long have I been here?”