Romans & histoires The Deadly Assassin Robin

He should have seen that coming for daring to ask a question when Hades hadn’t given orders. “Now that I have everyone’s attention,” Hades stands in the middle so we can all see him—but strangely, his eyes are on me. “The assassin for this job is Viper.” Everyone stills. Blood slowly drains from Jake’s face. I drop to my knees. “Alpha Hades—” “You’ve always been curious about the killers of your parents, right?” He has a small smirk on his face as he stares at me, and I ball my hands into fists. “And you’ve always wanted to be a full member of the Nameless.”

He set his wine glass down with a soft, hollow clink. "The assassin died before he could speak," Victor said, his voice entirely devoid of emotion. "He succumbed to his injuries from the fight. A pity." A heavy, suffocating silence fell over the table. Serena’s ears began to ring. Her vision blurred for a fraction of a second. He lied. He lied smoothly, effortlessly, straight to her face. If the assassin had truly died without speaking, Victor wouldn't have bloody knuckles, and he wouldn't look so terrifyingly satisfied. Roberto was right. Victor was hiding the truth because the truth pointed directly back to him. The man sitting next to her, the man who had washed the blood from her hair, w

Successful, I pin him down to take my killing blow. I stab four more times on his heart just to make sure that he was surely dead. Gushes of blood splurge in directions off to the ground and parts of my skin, robe, and face. His painful roar falters and I watch the life drain out of him. When I am sure that he is dead, I abandon his body and pick myself back up. Ezekiel looks at me with his mouth wide open, "That was something else. So you are the mysterious female assassin they were all talking about."

“Then I guess we better give him what he wants. Rogue, take out the needles.” Rogue gives me a knowing smile before he opens up a satchel and removes several six-inch needles. The needles look like knitting needles, but instead of hooks at the end, they’re sharp and extremely painful. Rogue was the first Assassin that I brought on when I became the South American Board Director. The first thing I taught Rogue was how to use the needles for the purpose of torture. I use the needles to dig them into vital organs, which causes slow, excruciating pain to run through my victim’s nervous systems. It’s a very painful way to die. Rogue prefers to use a gun, but I enjoy my needles.

Being twenty four years old and the eldest child made me the heiress of the empire. I have a younger 'sister' who goes by the name, Dana. She's one year younger than me. I've been trained ever since I was a child unlike Dana who has been treated like a princess ever since she was born. I stared at the man in front of me, who was shivering in his seat. He had his hands tied behind his back. "Mr Lacroix, I'm sure you know who I am." I spoke with a calm tone. "Y-yes I know who you are. You are the assassin," Antoine Lacroix stuttered, sweat forming on his forehead.

I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.

It was as if I were looking for a needle in a haystack. If Silent Assassin weren’t an enemy of the law I would have applauded him for his bravery and for having such skills. He was very slippery just like an eel. And all of his victims are people who are hugely plagued by society. He is like Robinhood in modern times. It’s just that Robinhood stole from the rich and gave to the poor while silent Assassin kills the rich people who are plagues of society and bullies the people who are helpless because of their low status or don't have money. He will be good police if only he is not an assassin.

Raven had already passed away by the time the questioning was finished. His body was now a skeleton with a covering of skin on top after the blood had vanished, leaving it. He had no teeth or tongue anymore, and his eyes were entirely white. The fact that this assassin was not dispatched by the merchant Richard gave me a headache. It would have been preferable if it had been. The assassin said that he was dispatched by an organization known as the Noble Shadows. Unfortunately, one of the Dukes owned this assassination squad. That is to say, some duke was pursuing me, or more accurately, the body I was using.

After Rihanna’s jet landed, the next one followed, carrying hundreds of assassins from Black Dragon. They were all men in black, but who would have thought that all their suits were customized to be bulletproof? Even their bodies were filled with hidden weapons and various sharp killing tools. Each of them had their own code name according to their method of killing. Dustin appointed five of them as leaders to head each of their teams. Among them were LethalKill, ScarletBlade, MysticDemon, Hollowflash, and DeadlyScythe.

"As long as Ruthven doesn't know that I'm alive, Lord Demian will be safe because no one in the underworld has the capability to kill one of them aside from me." "Wow! So you were telling us that neither of us can kill them?" Ayu asked mockingly. "Well in that case, I think you need to know who I really am." Jiroo said and sat back on the couch and crossed his legs. "Have you ever heard of turtle rabbit?" "Hell yeah, he's the most powerful assassin under by Ruthven but unfortunately, he was shot dead— holy fucking shit! You are turtle rabbit?!" Ayu asks flabbergasted and Jiroo nodded in response. "Wow Liam! You adopted the legendary assassin!"