1 Chapter 1 (Assassins are Cool)

Life itself is pretty volatile it can mean many things for many it is nothing but suffering for a lot it is a blessing but for some it just doesn't add up.

As for me.

I think it's unfair noone can choose how they start out in life but they can reach their desires using their own means.

Even if it means to.. Kill.

Let's take a jump back from when I wasn't being killed by someone else.

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(12 years ago)

As you know My name is Lax Lanner just your typical American weeb.

As typical as a sociopathic weeb can be that is ever since turning 10.

I was subjugated to.. less than favourable situations, like abuse, bullying, and ostracization at the young age of 6.

I was made aware of how horrible my situation is, yet feeling nothing about it as example given to me about shows that I saw on TV some with even worse situations than me. All of them would feel some emotion during those times yet I was the only one who thought nothing of it.

Feeling weirded out of it I tried to ask someone what they would feel if they were bullied and abused all day and their reaction spoke for themselves as he was looking at me like a child would look at a centipede curious and fearful, like I was a freak.

Seeing this I then moved all my attention to having some lingering emotion as to experience it atleast until I didn't have a chance to do so as I wouldn't even be able to try.

Because you know I would be dead. Bad jokes aside finding solace in suffering was harder than I thought none were there for me to even use to alleviate it a bit.

So I left my house and reported my parents on the 'authorities' if you can even call them that but I'll cut them some slack as child abuse is still prominent to this day and nothing was prominent about me and my family.

(Don't really want to know how these cases are handled so I'll just put it here that he got some money. 🤣-A/N)

After they were arrested I used the money I got as a means to get more money by trying to make by in a making a computer cafe.

It made me a bit of steady income. Then after browsing in booth I found something that changed my boring state

I found a part of modern culture, specifically anime. There was a wide variety from it that it almost included everyone including me as well.

I got hooked with some anime, starting out on Hunter X Hunter I moved to more dark and gritty types of it. Like Berserk, When They Cry, then I watched Another and found myself laughing most of the time at the silliness of some deaths.

This is where I tried to look more into these types of anime which included dark humor which made me more capable of atleast relating to some people.

Now you might be wondering how'd I get access to these Animes in the first place one world Kiss.

But one day an anime made me actually have a goal in life.

(Lax POV) (6 years Later)

"Assassination Classroom?" I said while looking at an anime in the site I watch them from.

'An anime about trying to assassinate their teacher Huh.. Let's see if it's any good already watched most of my watchlist anyway' After this thought I proceeded to watch the episodes released and was instantly hooked.

-TimeSkip-

After finishing all the episodes released I was left unsatisfied.

"They should release them faster than this, can't really blame them though" I said as I closed up my shop for the day.

(3rd POV)

After this for the past 3 months I waited and finished the episodes they released and this made me more happy.

I didn't think anyrhing of the show at first just another favourite of the year type of thing for me.

That was until a certain episode.

Lax was in front of his booth computer watching the latest episode.

"Man this Takaoka dude is a nut job huh.. Just send in Karma and be done with it" Lax was impatient and was waiting for them to finish up so they can execute their plan to kill Koro Sensei quicker.

That was what Lax thought until Karasuma sent in Nagisa.

"Guh.. *cough* what the I mean come on I know it's a shounen but why are they sending a trap to a bastard" Lax was growing more impatient by the second but still payed attention to the show.

Waiting at the moment he inevitably beats his opponent and he did but in a way that Lax thought was.

"Bullshit! how could that idiot forget that they were about to kill each other... but damn was that cool" Lax shouted as his eyes had a brighter flame of desire.

It was here that Lax would go down a rabbit hole that made him more obsess than a certain pink haired girl for her Yuki.

Only this obsession was to be something which was an assassin.

(Lax POV)

After thinking how cool that scene was I didn't notice the desire that was brewing in my heart to finally want something except live.

It would take months for it to finally settle into me that this is what I wanted.

A dream of sociopath to become an assassin after all those years of doing nothing I realized how much I wasted my life by just wanting to live a life that was boring and repetitive.

I wasn't even in shape I wasn't fat, but slim and because of this I was incredibly mad at myself.

But I still tried to atleast learn a bit of combat and build some muscles in the gym.

But with only so much money I couldn't afford to make it as a long term source of strength.

So I tried using items at home like spare cases and filled them with cement as well as putting an iron rod as a handle so I can atleast do gym at home.

At when I thought I was atleast fit enough and after i felt that my movements weren't as stiff as before when trying out Judo and Ninjutsu, I tried to give services.

In the dark web good thing I had a computer cafe as it took almost all my computer's to atleast be somewhat safe from hackers.

After getting in the dark web I ended up in a website that gave you anything you wanted given that you have the money for it.

Signing up I made myself the product as an assassin that would kill targets.

And based the price on the target profile.

After getting a knife and some make shift kunais I tried looking in the website for any guns useful for my dream.

I found a gun which was the B&T VP9 which had a silencer and 9mm bullets which were perfect for quick and silent kills.

(Not really a gun expert but couldn't find another good gun for use and don't take my word for it and buy gun like this for killing..... get an RPG just kidding - A/N)

About 6 days after my sign up on the website which was called Absconditus Taberna of AbTa for short.

I got an easy target which was better than I expected, I might be confident in my abilities but many things could happen putting the odds in my favour is always welcome.

The target was a local teacher in a town near me. The client wanted me to torture him first then kill him and that he'd give my 10,000 $ for it.

I accepted it as it was a job and assassins who refuse an easy job as this is pathetic.

(Timeskip)

After going to my targets town I immediately went to the school he was in.

It was night and it was closing time for their school, I got their schedule from school and waited untill it was seven when the school closes.

But the class didn't end until 8:30 pm which made me impatient, but after everyone from his class was gone I went in and walked straight to him.

"O-oh ummmm... who are you, Kyle. Kyle you know being edgy isn't gonna cut it in class just study more and you can finish this semester" The professor said as I went straight for him.

After getting close enough I used a bottle that was on his desk and hit his head and with it which stunned him and gave me enough time to aim closer to grab his jaw and push it to the ground enough to knock him out and not crack his skull.

After knocking him out I looked for things that can be traced down to me and get me arrested.

After making sure there were none I got his body to where I'll be torturing him.

(Timeskip)(Professor POV)

Wake up in a dark room with a ceiling light hanging above me. As I got our of my dazed state I looked around more as my eyes adjusted to the environment and saw a man holding a wrench.

He was wearing a mask and had a black jacket on with some black pant s as well which made him hard to see in this environment.

"You're awake huh well how's the experience of blunt force trauma Professor.Atkin" he said to me as he slowly made his way to me.

Panic settles into me as I got more confused.

"Whe-where am I? WHO ARE YOU !!?? WHAT THE HECK !!"

I asked questions left and right as my panic got less due to me venting.

"No need to panic professor nothing bad will happen-"

I got a little bit of hope from that and was about to negotiate with him to release me if I gave him some money.

'He must be some kidnaper I'll just give him some money and he'll let me go right?'

"To me that is, but for you, your my target so prepare for some not so preferable treatment" he said as his eyes showed a cruel glint.

"W-wait umm.. let's just talk about this alright you can let me go and I'll give you some money, we can talk this out alri-" I said in a panic hoping to get out of here only to get hit by in the knee with a wrench.

"AAHHHNN!!!" I screamed as the bone on my knees broke apart.

"Enough talking this is my first mission and my first client will get what he wants" he said as he gets a paper from his pocket.

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While I was panting from pain he reads something off the paper.

"Professor Craig Arkin, Born in 1993 ,May 16. Professor on the University of Melbourne and now living in Carlton" He said in a low voice as each word struck fear in my heart as I got more desperate.

"Wait how'd you kn-" I was about to ask but he continues.

"Has no kids or lover, Parents died after he turned 5 years ago, And also no crime record" he said as I got more confused as to how he got this information.

"Or atleast that's what they think, 10 years ago A student by the name of Kyle Newton and his parents were struck with an accident with a car hitting the family, which resulted in the parents getting killed and Kyle being put into coma for almost 10 years" the man said as I was put into more confusion and got more scared of the man in front of me.

"What does that have to do with me sir I'm just asking you if you can release me as you seem to have gotten the wrong guy" I tried to deny any correlation to the accident.

"But I didn't say anything about you doing it SIR" he said as he went and hit my other knee.

"ARHHHHG!!!!"

"Next time you interupt me I'll hit your jaw next" he said as I was screaming.

"Stop screaming or I'll hit your fingers next" with that I closed my mouth and tried to be more quiet.

"Well you might deny it but that boy Kyle woke up and is now a student on your school for around 10 months now he got into it for a reason though as" he explained as he got closer to me and said to my ear.

"He remembers that night all of it how you hit them and drove away as his parents bled out when they tried to protect him. Granted he did have memory loss at first but with the killer in front of him how could he not remember"

"And now he has hired me to put you to justice all you need to do is admit you're fault in this recording right now" he said as he pointed at a phone which has been recording for almost 3 minutes.

"W-what I don't know what you're talking about and let me go I'm just a teacher and you're just being used by Kyle he's not so bright anyway so this must be a mistake" I said hoping to convince him but resulted only in me getting punched in the face.

"Prof- no Mr. Atkins I don't think you heard me the first time I said admit your fault and all this will end"

"No I don't know what you're talking about"

After denying it again he hit my fingers with the wrench as I screamed from the pain.

"Well it seems we will be here for longer than I thought I hope you have good stamina as we'll be here all night"

(3rd POV)

As Lax asked Mr. Atkins the same question over and over again when he kept denying it he continued making the punishment worse and worse.

The first he smashed the fingers on his other hand, then dropped a kunai on his hand and fingers, after that he skinned his arm for every time he didn't cooperate.

"OK! OK!, IT WAS ME I DID IT YOU HAPPY NOW" Mr. Atkins shouted as the pain he felt was horrifying.

"You don't sound genuine can you explain what exactly happen maybe I'll believe and let this all stop" Lax said as skinned another part of his arm.

"OK!! OK! JUST STOP I'LL TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED JUST PLEASE STOP" Mr. Atkins cried out, as he soon explained.

"I-I was going home from internship until a little boy asked me a question that really bugged me and j-just made me more uncomfortable and r-repulsed that night" Mr. Atkins sobbed in-between his story.

Lax was got closer to him as he listened attentively to his story.

"A-anyway, after going to my car I got to a turn in which I saw a family I was to busy thinking and daydreaming until I remembered that boys question that made me c-contemplate to notice that my wheel slanted a little and was going for the family and I accidentally ran them over"

"After realising what happened I drove away and tried not to think about it and got scared if I would get caught so I listened to the news that night and saw that it was filed as a hit and run so I thought I-it was okay right? I didn't get caught I wasn't at fault it was that stupid kid who asked that weird question and freaked me out see it wasn't me" Mr. Atkins told Lax as his face grew more manic with every word.

"It wasn't me, It wasn't me, IT WASN'T ME, IT WASN'T MY FAULT SEE IT WAS THAT KID WHY DON'T YOU GO GET HIM TO CONFESS!" Atkins said as he was getting more worked up and mad as his mind was occupied with fear to realize something.

Lax didn't have his mask on anymore he was looking at Mr. Atkins akin to what the man he asked from before. But this time the target was different.

It was him Atkins.

"Y-you it was you, IT WAS YOUR FAULT Y-" He was cutoff when he saw there was a gun pointed in his head.

"Hello again you didn't answer my question but from this encounter I can already assume what your answer would have been, well I suppose were done here" he said as he gripped the trigger.

"W-wait you said you'll let me go didn't you? YOU'RE A LIAR!" He spoke out loud.

"I said no such thing Mr-, No what was it again" He said as he contemplated for a moment the raised up his fingers.

"Freak now the shows over and the curtains are closing and so should your connection to this world. Buh-Bye Freak" Lax said as he pulled the trigger.

Atkins's body fell down with a thump and was quickly grabbed by Lax and put back into his office along with the recording excluding the part where he was included.

(Lax POV)(Timeskip)

After finishing up I pulled out my phone and called my client.

"The missions done"

I was now an assassin at the age of 17.

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Wooh that was a long one this was hard to make as I don't really like these types of MCs and was like you know what I'll do it.

So tell me what you think for a Prolouge if it's pretty good or unnecessary for me it's important to establish what the MC is first before going to fast on the story.

Well this had almost no dialogue but I'll try to make the layer chapters have more in the future if I have the motivation to make more.

Don't expect quick updates as I'm doing this for fun as there's nothing to read.

Well comment out mistakes if you find some and I'll try to fix them.