Re:zero Assassin Novels & Stories

I challenged her. "Okay fine, I'll tell you, AS stands for Assassination Society and as you can see from the name, they are the ones who are given assignments to assassinate someone and the ones who give them these assignments are their BIG SHOT client who wants their mess to be cleaned or enemy to be killed accidentally or in natural death without them being linked to that death," the woman began to explain everything to us. And I hate challenging her since she understands what AS is and what the aim of this group is.

Jack is the only person in the palace who knows I'm an assassin and that's because dad usually send us out on a mission together. One thing with Jack is that he never gives up on a mission till it's accomplished but I'll be damn if I let him take my victory. I'm not going to let him kill Aris, like I said the prince is mine to kill. I searched around the park, using my eyes to scan everywhere looking for anything out of normal/ordinary. I froze when I saw a hitman's gun at a top building across the street. Oh shit no! He's planning on shooting him.

The screens in the vault suddenly changed again. A single message appeared across every monitor. HELLO MARCUS. Marcus’s smile disappeared. “You shouldn’t have come back.” Another message appeared. YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE EITHER. Sebastian watched the exchange carefully. “You know him.” Marcus didn’t answer. Instead he stepped closer to the console. “Show yourself.” For a moment nothing happened. Then a camera feed opened on one of the screens. Dark room. Rows of computers. And someone sitting in the chair. The mysterious hacker known as Zero.

He nodded and immediately dialed Zeth's number on his phone. Zeth Kohaku was our best assassin. He was the kind of person who would finish what he started, come what may, so I needed him for this one. After a day, Arthur came to me to report everything about that asshole. "Oh, you're here," I mumbled while holding a glass of whiskey. It was the weekend, and I was done with all my assignments from the university, and I missed home, so I decided to drink a little tonight—okay, not just a little. "Did you find him?" I walked towards the big glass window of my office and leaned against it.

He withdraws his dagger from the wall before raising it "So long little bunny." My eyes widen as my legs moved, adrenaline seeping through me, ducking at the threat before dashing to a random hallway. Wait Zero, I heard that name somewhere before. I mentally said as another memory resurfaced, __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Mid whatever happens don't come across these two." He said showing me two pictures "The one on the left is the first assassin known as the boogeyman, and he's famous for his 100 killing streak while the one on the right is Zero he..."

Whoever they were, they wore neutrality like a weapon. Maxim lunged again, claws flashing. The assassin repulsed, silver blades screaming against his bones. The clash rang through the atrium, drowning the cries of startled delegates. Zara gathered power in her palm, calling the pulse of the Vale itself. The earth answered, a deep thrum that made the glass walls shiver. She aimed for the assassin’s feet, sending a shockwave through the marble. Cracks spider-webbed outward, sharp and sudden. The assassin staggered—but only for a heartbeat. With a dancer’s poise, they vaulted onto a table, scattering goblets of moonwine. Silver mask glinted as they surveyed the room, as if measuring the chaos t

(Sasu) Hearing their master shouted his order, whilst in pain, all 26 of the Spider Assassin’s jumps into action. At the same time, Aeternum Side also started to move into action, the first one to fall is the assassin that brave enough or so foolish enough to jump before, Sasu, and he accept the assassin rather stupid attempts with a shot straight at the Assassin forehead killing him instantly. That was the first criminal down. “We ARE The SPi......”.(Dead Assassin)

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.

How pathetic. I remember the first time I made her kill someone. A smirk forms on my lips as I recall the details of the encounter. It was a life or death situation, a kill or be killed. I felt my d**k twitch threatening to bust through my zipper. The sight of her being covered in blood with scratches and bruises all over her had me rock hard. I saw her innocence leave from her eyes as she cut the man's throat and began stabbing him repeatedly. That's when I found the perfect job for her, something that would actually make her useful. Since that day, she's become my personal assassin. A great one, too.

absorbing the shock of the Assassin's strike. Kael provided the "Overclock," heating the Assassin's digital frame until its code began to "Loop." Elara delivered the "Absolute Zero," freezing the Assassin’s logic-gates in mid-swing. The Assassin didn't die; it Crashed. It fell to the floor of the station, a heap of flickering blue pixels that slowly dissolved into the station’s background noise. The Declaration Elara stood in the center of the Central Chamber, the eyes of a thousand species upon her. She didn't look like a refugee. She looked like a Conqueror.