Student Council Killing Game Novels & Stories

now saying it softer. "A game will occur tonight, so better be ready, don't worry the rules are simple." She said and glanced around to spot anyone nearby, "Killer and Targets, that is the most important thing you need to take note of. Killers will kill, Targets will run and hide. The Killers will be given a random assasination weapon and a target's information, while the Target will be blindfolded and tied on the hands. Each round of the game will end in three ways, first is if the target was able to name the killer in front of them, second if the killer was able to kill the target, the third option is if at 8 a.m. no one was able to kill the target or the killer in front of the target wasn

He folded his arms under his chest waiting for her to speak. Vivian pursed her lips before finally saying, "Well, after this we were supposed to go watch a shoot-n-kill game, then..." Sebastian interrupted her with a frown, "Shoot-n-kill?" He questioned tilting his head curiously. Vivian was slightly surprised he didn't seem to know what that was, shouldn't he be really into stuff like these? "It's an outdoor game of people hunting live animals competitively, whoever has the most kill wins, the audience are seated in an area encased in glass as they watch the competition while screens are kept to watch every contestant in the forest... I found it online."

As time passed, the game became more intense, and with each passing minute, the number of survivors on the field dwindled to less than ten. The KG Club had four players remaining, and judging by the current trend, the winner of this game was most likely to be from Frank's team! Frank had been following Z's footsteps closely. As an esports player, he had been eager to compete against her. However, when he saw so many people targeting her, he felt uncomfortable. After all, Z was a girl, and it didn't seem right. He sneaked over, contemplating whether he should help Z. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. A person appeared by the large tree ahead, and before he could react, he heard a gunshot

“Thank you. Now, while we grieve, we must also move forward. Life at this school continues, and with it, our traditions.” “This year’s War Games will proceed as scheduled,” Bergstrom announced. “For those of you unfamiliar, the War Games are a school-wide competition. Students will form teams and compete in a series of challenges culminating in a final battle for control of the school. The team that conquers and holds the main tower by the end of the week will be declared the winner.” Murmurs rippled through the crowd. “There will be combat, strategy, and teamwork involved. This is not for the faint of heart. Injuries are expected. Death, while rare, is a possibility. If you wish to opt out,

Devil. When I had fled the club, I didn't go back home and had just stood at a corner outside the club. Cassius emerged moments later, cool and collected, entering his car and driving off as if nothing had happened. I quickly hailed a taxi and followed him, my heart racing. He stopped at a warehouse—was that where he killed people? Innocent people? Bastard. Did he derive joy from taking lives? It felt like a game to him. I, on the other hand, only killed bad people out of necessity, and I hated every moment of it.

Hazel pleaded, but Finn couldn’t do much either. They walked back to camp to find that the other schools had already returned. They had only two out of the ten treasures. “We won yesterday,” Hazel said, scratching the back of her neck to avoid the death glares from her schoolmates. *** The next day came in a rush, and the schools played a game called the Survival Skill Contest. An unpopular school won, leaving the popular schools on a losing streak except for Howlstone, because of their first-day victory. “We’re on a losing streak, but I don’t mind because I got to know you,” Riley said to Hazel, who lay beside him on the grass, gazing into the beautiful night sky, which had little stars sca

Not like this! I saw Mike and Council Man Charles enter. Something is going on and I am obviously not invited. I watched and waited. More senior members and security detail members enter. When I believe there is no more to enter. I sneak in. I could hear shouting coming from the great hall. Checking no-one is around. I made my way down. I can’t hear everything that is being said, but someone loudly announces that ‘The Wolf Council has had a message delivered.’ ‘Council Member Edward has been killed and that the time to strike is now. The time to kill them all is coming.’

I’d have to keep an eye on him to make sure he didn’t corner Nova. Lockers ran along the walls in neat rows, everything all shiny and new. We entered single file, when Jude clapped his hands to get our attention. “Alright, listen up. Here are the rules. We each get our own color. Whoever lands the most kill shots wins. Ryker’s red. Sterling’s yellow. Demon-fucker’s blue. And you, my little dove…” He gave me a slow once-over. “…are pink.” I rolled my eyes. “Of course I am.”

I would just have to accumulate as many small kills as I can. “The B level are dangerous. Unlike the C’s to E, they will hunt you… and kill you…” my breath caught my throat. Murmurs rose amongst the students and I wouldn't even lie, it was a relief to know that I wasn't the only one afraid. “You'll need to work as a group or team of three strategically to kill one or better still run. You'll get ten points for each kill and additional five points for clean hits.” If you survive that is— I could literally hear the rest of the words she didn't say out. She tucked her perfectly chapped blond hair behind her ears, clearing her throat to ease the commotion.