Hello, so I've been watching and reading this anime Assassination classroom and it inspired me to start writing a novel and this fanfiction will help me with some ideas. Hope you enjoy also to kick off the first chapter I've updated a couple of my other stories since I know it's been a really long time.

Summary

There's a new girl entering Kunugigaoka Academy and she's making quite the impression on everyone. A smiling; blunt; bookworm with no filter or respect for boundaries; but is that really all? Nope-she's an ex-assassin. In hiding and barely holding onto her humanity; what happens when she's introduced to the various teachers and students of Kunugigaoka? Things are about to get pretty interesting...

A cruel storm brewed, high winds and smattering of rain howled through the air making it almost impossible for voices to travel-for anything to travel. This was the kind of storm that had most people hiding in their homes safely tucked under the comforters near a warm fire but some were not so lucky. On a far out interstate road, lying on its side was a red car. Sirens could barely be heard as heavy footsteps pounded on the plain grass field towards the car, as they inspected the wreck with sympathetic yet unwavering expressions.

"This is horrible, doesn't look like these two in front are alive."

"That's so sad, looks like a family coming back from vacation."

"Yeah, it's painful to see things like this."

"I don't think we'll be operating on-

"No look there's two more in the back!"

"What?"

"I think they're still breathing, quickly help me pull them out"

The two men shuffled over to the side and leaned down to the broken window. There-secured by their safety belts were two children who appeared to be half conscious, limbs hanging looking like rag dolls with visible injuries that would take almost as much time to heal as their inner wounds that would open the minute they reawaken.

"We better call child services while we're at it..."

The underworld has always been a reference to describe most of the unpleasant activities that occur in society and if it had always been left to its own devices there wouldn't be much hope for the world, it would crumble under the influence of man leaving nothing behind, it could destroy the ways of life itself but counter measures has been taken to prevent such an unfortunate fate. These counter measures came in the form of secret service organisations that served clandestinely under world leaders. For years they have recruited only the best soldiers and military figures that society had to offer and they were given the tasks that would put their life on the line every time, the kind of tasks where if you failed there were most likely no second chances and where you'd have to be willing to sacrifice anything and go to great lengths to achieve your objectives but due to ill-fated circumstances the organisations become substantially smaller in numbers and were now in dire need of new recruits. Problem was there weren't enough qualified people left in the world to do the job, after all not many would want to put their lives on the line for the sake of people who wouldn't be able to credit them for what they did. It was a job that came with many cons and many dangers.

Therefore an initiative was taken that included taking civilians with little hope of survival in society and train them as new members of the organisation. There was a predicament however, because the organisation would need to train promised members from scratch their subjects needed not only to be considered hopeless members of society. They also needed to be young in order to give them time to develop, train and gain the proper skills to enter into the organisation and to secure a longer membership.

There are people in the world that no one can see and because of that they make good assassins.

Phoenix Academy and orphanage was a building that many would describe as a castle located far into the mountain region; to civilians it appeared to be nothing more than a regular school and orphanage. Rumours were that the director of the orphanage was nothing more than a very wealthy man with too much money and nothing better with do with his estate so he transformed it into a school for orphans, while it sounded like the school would be draining him of his fortune it actually made him a fortune with the products made in that facility, being the children from the orphanage themselves.

This orphanage didn't allow their children to be 'adopted' by just anyone. From the moment they set foot on those grounds, their fate is set in stone and they are no longer children that have lost their parents but material to be bent, shaped and moulded into the schools ideal product-an assassin. No one permanently left until they were accepted as a full-fledged assassin's and that didn't happen until it was approved and apparent that you were properly trained, able to withstand extreme levels of pain, until your heart was made of stone and you were stripped of your emotions until you were nothing more than an empty shell of the child you once were.

This was the policy of Phoenix orphanage and everyone that dwelled within its walls abided by it without question or defiance.

That was all-except one.

"Finally finished"

"How did the assignment go?"

"Endlessly troublesome"

"What do you mean? Did you have trouble with the enemy?"

"It wasn't the enemy-it was my charge."

A laugh echoed that bounced off the walls "Now it makes sense you got that one!"

"Ah yes it was, that one is handful but defiantly has skills."

"Skills for the job yes; the will for it-questionable at best"

"Tell me about it, I was this close to snapping."

"I hear you, I got her once for an assignment and let me tell you at the end of it; I would've preferred to have shot her instead of my target. When I gave out my orders and the plan she literally told me where everything was going to go wrong and when we went through with it anyway she turned out to be right on every point boy did that piss me off though her contingency plan she had prepped got me out of a tough spot but she mouths off like she doesn't give a damn, back when I was a recruit"

"True, she went against orders so many times we thought she was going rogue but it seems that it was due to her hunch that the enemy had known about the attack and she was right. She's got a knack to become the best of us."

"She's still a kid don't give her too much credit."

"Still I'm certain that she's going to be a real threat when she's discharged on her own soon."

"You'd think she does have one fault though"

"What's that?"

"She's the only one who refuses to kill."

It was early in the morning only 3 am as the girl lied silently on her bed with her reading light on and a book in her hands, she had long dark hair that flowed down her back that complemented her porcelain skin, shimmering silver eyes that at first glance made her look blind, her form was the simple night attire that everyone had been given, a white tank top and black tight pants.

Her small room was near empty, only a single bed, small closet for her set clothes provided by the school, a desk and shelf. They were advised not to hold any personal value to anything which was why most of the rooms were empty and held only the essentials, they were told that hobbies was a distraction to their duty's and that their time should be spent bettering themselves for their future 'career'.

The girl bit the bottom of her lip and frowned 'Future career? More like our brief career.'

Her name-she had one before but has never been called by it since her arrival she numbered agent 62, literally because there was the number on the back of her neck. While it may have seemed like nothing to the others here, she knew what it entailed. To strip away the identity of its barer and remove any thoughts of the world you once belonged to and knew. Everyone was more cooperative that way, very logical in her opinion. They all had one thing in common which this place used it its advantage and that was that they no longer had a place in the world. As they were, they were helpless, no one was there for them anymore to pick them up; they would've had to fend for themselves. Without a place in the world anymore they were brought here to Phoenix Academy and taught how to survive in the harshest ways possible but no one complained because soon it became all they knew. With their ties to society lost they had nothing to hold onto.

But she was different.

Because unlike the rest of them-she had what everyone else have already abandoned by now

She still had her humanity.

"You have to let go of that 62, it's a dangerous thing in this field of work"

"So much promise-if only you would surrender yourself completely"

"Give into your primal instincts to survive 62; human beings are originally concerned only for their own well being."

"Forget about your concerns for others, they will just be a distraction for you and shorten your life"

"This line of work has no room for attachments"

There was no such thing as 'life' as an assassin only death, they knew that yet they accepted it.

So how did 62, despite living under the exact same conditions, going through the same training, the same tests as hundreds of others; the same lessons were driven into her like the others yet how as she still so different than them? Why couldn't she detach herself from everything?

The answer was a lot simpler than expected.

She read-a lot.

The academy library was her sanctuary from this twisted, dark world she had been brought into. She read everything from fiction and fantasy to true stories and science, expanding her knowledge. The words on the pages were what kept her from losing herself entirely, from giving into the desires of others and maintaining a will that wouldn't be easily swayed. Though it was not easy after being in an environment meant for breeding killers, it was tough not to give into the blood lust but she refused to let it control her.

The curriculum in this place was enough to make a person break completely so that they could build you up.

There were other aspects that one needed before they could 'graduate' from Phoenix Academy, aside from being in top physical condition, being able to handle weapons like it was an extension of your arms and hands, knowing how to blend into enemy territory and play different roles to gather information and having proper combat skills. Everyone worked hard because it was the only way to be dispatched; it was also the only way they would be able to leave this place forever.

Looking at the time on her oddly big wrist watch she saw that it was precisely 3:07 am

'Three minutes.' She thought

She slipped on her ankle length boots, her jacket and threw a bag over her shoulders that she had under her bed.

'Here I go'

Moving to her desk she opened her laptop and began typing at an incredible pace. There was silence and only the sound of fingers hitting the buttons was heard for the last couple of minutes. She looked at her watch and counted.

'Five, four, three, two...'

Click

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

There was a blasting of an ear piercing siren. There was the distinct 'click' sound of her door. She smirked as she casually stepped out walking through the passage way in a crowd of several other people-students/agents walking towards the exit.

She followed along with them through the building; everyone was in a calm manor despite a fire alarm going off. There wasn't any sign of fire in their facility.

"How does a fire start at this time of night?" she heard one of them ask

"I don't know, probably just a glitch we've been having it for a month now."

"Yeah I'm sure that the fire alarms broken."

"But this place doesn't do fire drills; orders are that if we hear that bell we have to get out of the building."

"I bet this is just a fluke like the couple of other dozen times we've gone through this."

'Think so huh?' the girl wondered as she looked at her watch '3:13'am

Everyone was following calmly through the halls until they were only two floors away from the exit; they were all so use to taking these routes by now they could do it with their eyes closed.

'Which is what I'm counting on' she smirked as she looked back down to her watch.

"And now..."

3:15

BOOM!

There was a loud noise what could only be described as an explosion; then there was the strong smell of smoke but no signs of fire.

"There must've been a bomb near here!"

"I think I smell smoke!"

"What the hell was that?"

Watching as everyone became slightly more disoriented they started to pick up the pace heading towards the exit. It wasn't enough to call panic but they were more alert now than before.

'Which; is how I need it.'

There were several units in the building going from 1-20; the units 1-10 were for the different ranking of students. New comers were all in the 10th-unit and then there were the 9th units who had only been here for one or two years mostly younger students and the units continued until the 1rst-unit which included the older students who were on the verge of dispatching and took on the more difficult assignments.

They came up to where all of the units connected the agents in the A-units were surprised to find that the 2nd unit was there as well.

"Why are you all here? You should've been out of the building already!" one of the 1rst agents said.

"The 2nds units exit gate hasn't been opened for some reason"

"Guess we're heading through 1rst's unit then"

The group was bigger now and everyone was moving at a slower pace that 62 was sure they wouldn't have wanted to.

"This is really crowded"

"Like we have a choice just deal with it"

"Did you guys hear the explosion?"

"Yeah from our rooms and then the fire alarm went off."

"So that was a second explosion we heard?"

"Did someone plant a bomb in this building?"

"More than one obviously if that's the case."

"Who the hell would plant bombs in the building?"

"That's a dumbass question, there are plenty I can think of who'd want this place to burn to the ground."

"Doesn't matter because no enemy knows where to find this place right"

"Well I'm sure someone found it considering what's happening."

"You're saying we may have an intruder?"

"We don't know that for sure."
"Well what else makes sense?"

62 smiled as some quarrels started around her between unit 1 and 2 their calm demeanours were slipping before their peers eyes as their overly cautious natures began to grip tighter onto them as talk of an intruder and bomber continued.

3:20 am

BOOM

There was another explosion heard only it was closer this time because the walls shook causing everyone to spike in caution. They looked around for any sign of the fire but there was none however it felt as if the explosions were moving in closer towards them and they were becoming more anxious to get out of the building now.

"Another explosion"

"Where do you think that came from?"

"I think it was the central unit."

"Don't even joke about that, that's just where we came from a few minutes ago."

Moving through the building was proving to be more of a challenge though because of the doubled group but finally they made it to unit 1's exit gate however...

Starring at the giant Iron Gate they were shocked to see-

"It's shut!"

"What the hell?"

"All gates are supposed to be opened during a fire alarm!"

"The first time there's a real fire and the damn gates can't open!"

"We've gotta turn back around now before-

3:25 am

BOOM

There was another explosion that was VERY loud and Very Close, the ground shook and some people fell to the ground.

Lured into a false sense of security with a month of faulty fire alarms, exhausted from being woken up at 3 in the morning to the sound of another fire alarm with their sense dulled from lack of rest, anxiety levels continuously spiked after they have barely calmed, explosions getting closer and closer towards them, all forms of exit seeming to be blocked...

"And now..." whispered 62

3:30

All lights went out.

"Oh crap!"

"What the fu-

"Why the hell-

There were the sounds of shuffling footsteps all around as students/agents tried to navigate their way through the pitch black darkness. They were trained to rely on their other senses should something like this occur but with all of the noises created by one another and the overcrowding cluster of bodies together and constantly moving around it was proving to be a difficult task.

Meanwhile in the midst of the chaos and panic stricken agents with a special pair of glasses over her eyes which enabled her to see through the darkness; was 62 manoeuvring her way through the crowd until she as in the clear hall ways which they came from.

Backtracking through the building, moving to the 2nds-unit's exit gate she stared at her watch again.

'Five, four, three, two-

The lights turned back on and the gate began opening, moving quickly through the gate 62 made her way outside onto a large field before continuing to make her way past the field and towards the giant stone walls of the academy.

She stopped in her tracks exactly 25 metres away from the walls; an invisible laser net surrounded the outskirts. Digging through her bag she pulled out a device with the appearance of a round, flat cylinder. Placing it on the ground the device activated surging an electric pulse through the net making it visible and possible for her to cut through with a knife.

She finally reached the wall and stared up at it, surrounding the entire academy-making entrance impossible without authorisation at the one main gate and even more impossible to leave.

"Too bad they don't keep the net out in the day" she muttered running over to the bushes near the wall and pulling out climbing equipment.

"Otherwise I wouldn't have been able to stash this here."

Swinging the grappling hook high until it was securely hooked on the wall after taking one last look at her watch she began to climb.

"3:50-ten minutes before all power is restore."

Finally with three minutes to spare she made it to the top of the wall, hooking her ropes up before quickly sliding down the wall to the ground and safety.

Just as she unhooked herself she saw all of the lights go on but it wouldn't matter now anyway with all the panic and power to the building only turning on now they were going to have everyone was going to have their hands full and wouldn't notice her absence for a while.

"I can't believe I did it." she said to herself.

Her plan had been made months in advance, hacking into the academies security system to set off the fire alarms so that she could get a proper evaluation of the building without rising suspicion, figuring out where to plant small bombs and timing them to go off at the proper moments, using her last bomb to turn off the power to the entire school by placing it on the main generator, ensuring that no one would be able to get to the backup generator which she had already taken care of in advance so it wouldn't automatically activate. Use the real fire as a form of distraction and darkness to give her enough time to scale the wall and escape.

The plan was a lot easier said than done, though the final steps were a lot simpler than the preparations were. Having to make the bombs and set the timers, hack into the systems. Had all taken months of preparation and would make you want to give up before you got to the final steps.

Running through the thick dense nature avoiding any road paths knowing that she would be too exposed there she continued through the dense woods of the mountains and didn't stop for nearly half an hour until she believed she was at a distance to catch her breath. Looking back she could still see the academy.

"This'll be the last time though and good riddance." She whispered as she disappeared into the night.

Three months later:

"We have a new transfer student joining us today, please be sure to make her feel welcome."

Soft footsteps were heard on tiled floors as a girl average height came strolling in, she had dark hair that seemed to have been recently cut to her shoulders, she wore the standard girls uniform- a skirt that ended mid-thigh with black stockings, a matching grey blazer and white shirt under with black tie.

"A transfer student?" someone whispered

"That's rare."

"Isn't the test to transfer really hard?"

"How did she manage to get into the A-class then?"

As she turned to face her new class mates she heard someone whisper 'Is she blind?'

Putting on a small smile she looked at the classroom "Hello everyone, my names Tsukimi Aria it's nice to meet you."

There you have it now I hope that you enjoyed the first chapter, I've been watching Assassination classroom recently and I just couldn't stop myself from writing this.

Don't forget to review and if you've got any ideas for me feel free to tell me.

AND NO FLAMES.