Assassination on the Kill

In the shadows of New York, five ordinary teenagers lead extraordinary double lives as the Night Reaperz, a clandestine assassin team. By day, they're typical high school students, but by night, they execute high-stakes missions to rid the world of hidden evils. With unique skills, deadly weapons disguised in plain sight, and a strict code of justice, they navigate a world teeming with danger, secrets, and unexpected alliances. But when a new, fiery recruit joins their ranks, bringing with him a trail of unintended chaos, the Night Reaperz face their greatest challenge yet: can they integrate a wild card into their disciplined unit without revealing their true identities, all while battling a city's hidden underbelly and their own personal demons? Dive into a thrilling narrative where every choice has lethal consequences and the line between ordinary and extraordinary blurs.

The school bell rang, a familiar symphony signaling the end of classes and the chaotic rush of students. Amidst the throng, five peculiar figures moved with an unusual calm. Katherine stretched, a groan escaping her lips. "Arhhh! Finally! I wasn't sure how long I was gonna last in Math class. It was bad enough that the day started with English lessons."

Jennifer nudged her playfully. "Says the girl who was hardly paying any attention to the verbs, tenses, and equations!" The whole group chuckled.

"What's after recess? Science?" Tricia mused, already a step ahead.

Takahiro, ever the precise one, corrected her. "No, it's Geography. Get the difference already."

Iris, always the pragmatist, glanced at her watch. "Guys, shouldn't we get a move on? We all know we can make it to class in less than two minutes, but we need time to eat, right? Especially someone." She eyed Katherine pointedly. Laughter erupted again.

"Haha, Kathy does eat slow, doesn't she?" Jennifer laughed. Tricia, already walking faster, called back, "Ehh, guys, fifteen minutes have already passed! We only got twenty minutes left. Can we pick up the pace?"

The other four exchanged grins, then broke into a run, easily overtaking Tricia. "Race you there!" they shouted in unison. "Hey! No fair!" Tricia exclaimed, half-amused, half-annoyed, as she watched her friends sprint towards the canteen, their everyday school lives seemingly indistinguishable from any other teenager's.

Assassination on the Kill

Urban Fantasy Action Teenage Assassins secret identity