Naruto Silent Killing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Weren't mates supposed to protect each other? I tightened my grip on Nathan's neck as he glared up at me with bulging eyes. He seemed beyond shocked. The world screamed at me. The darkness that had consumed my vision kept growing and sending whispers in my ears. Voices filled my head and they were all screaming at the same time. I felt as if killing Nathan was the only to bring back silence. "You must die. . .you must die. . ." I stated over and over again in a voice consumed with raw rage.

It is a blade I hold, and they feel its sharpness. When dawn arrives, I am exhausted, conquered by sensation, but more lucid than ever. Lying between them, I stare at the ceiling. — I didn’t go to him, I whisper into the silence. Sasha tenses. Niko holds his breath. — But next time, I might not tell you. I close my eyes, tasting the bitterness of their silence. Voronin does not need to touch me. He does not even need to be in the room. His shadow is enough to break the brothers' hold.

I felt my breath catch in my throat as I stared at her, unable to look away. It was as if I was under a spell. Without realizing what I was doing, I found myself moving closer to her, my feet carrying me silently across the grass. I kneeled beside her; the pull now so strong that I couldn’t resist it even if I wanted to. My heart was pounding in my chest, but my mind felt oddly calm, focused only on her.

Some faces she had trusted most were the ones she could no longer read. It was Silas who stood in the center of them all, a figure made of stone and shadow. He didn’t speak yet, letting the silence stretch until it threatened to crack her bones. He was daring someone else to break it first. And they did. “She killed him,” one of the younger wolves muttered from the edge of the group, voice hoarse with sleepless fury. “We all saw her temper. We all know she—” “She did not.” Silas’s voice was quiet but it split the air, cold as steel. He didn’t even look at the boy, only at Nicole, as though his denial had nothing to do with protecting her and everything to do with protecting order.

Misa whispers to her. “I think so”. Sakura whispers back. “I’m jealous, that could be us…”. And Sakura goes back to pretending she doesn’t exist. “Are you even listening to me?”. Sorahiko yells at him. “If you want to kill someone, then do it for yourself! Not me!”. He looks like he wants to shake sense into Miyamura. “Then would you support me? If I did that, would you still stay by my side?”. “Did my brother just flutter his eyelashes?”. She fakes a gag. “Is he trying to trap your nestmate with his face or— ”.

I growled. Nico smirked. "Oh, really? Don’t be so sure because I am after the one thing you love the most." I shook my head. “Over my dead body, you slimy bastard.” I narrowed my eyes and used my mind to place pressure on Nico’s head. Nico instantly dropped to his knees, letting out a roar echoing around the cement walls. I yanked on the ropes, wincing through the pain as my hands broke free, then ripped the tape off my feet, all while keeping my mind focused on killing Nico.

She would sometimes caught Niko and Sisi glancing at her then look away. The silence was painful and deafening. it was Rena who broke the silence. "Serra" she whispered. There was hesitation in her voice. She said Serra's name carefully like she's made of glass or a delicate china. "What you did-" she paused. "you... you killed the Reaper". Serra swallowed and met her eyes. She didn't respond to her for she don't know what to say. Should she say "yes, I did"? But the words won't come out on her mouth.

A thick black mist poured out of her and she sobbed, banging her head against the wall. “Sky, stop! Mate, please!” My plea fell on deaf ears. I didn’t know what to do. Niru was horrified at what was happening before us. Horrified of what she just asked us to do. We were frozen unable to figure out what to do. “Please…kill…me…” The blood red eyes looked at me with fear and utter defeat. “I can’t…Sky, I can’t kill you. I…”

But I didn't get any reply, The Silent Dancer appeared in front of me like a beautiful devil, her blade glinting in the moonlight for a brief second before it struck down in a deadly one time strike, meant to kill. Her strikes rained down like a storm. Every hit pushed me closer to the point of no return. “Kill her, rain blood and carnage” the evil voice suddenly boomed in my head. “You’re too slow,” she murmured, twisting around me. “Too soft, just like a bed toy you are.” “Let me in, Milo. Let me kill her for you, just say yesss…” I caught her next strike…barely sending sparks flying. My knuckles cracked under the pressure, my knees almost buckled under me, as she leaned closer, her mask m

I shook my head, furious. Ronan pressed my book and pen into my hands, taking the scissors as he did. “Tell me why,” he said, voice calm. “Kyle, you stay right there.” I looked at him. He was going to let me tell my side? Really? “Go on, write it out,” he said. “He hurt my friend,” I wrote. “He was her mate, her fated mate, and he hurt her. He beat her and bit her and made her do things she didn’t want to do and he used his powers to make me forget.”