A/N Let's address some things.
1. This story is not my original idea, the original story line and characters are from the user LetsWriteDis. However, they have given me permission to adapt this story and use their characters in it. I am very grateful to them for allowing me to do so.
2. I will be using the system of italics, bold, and underline usage to clarify whether a character is speaking in a certain language, singing, dreaming, or communicating in some other way
3. This story will be somewhat of an AU. Almost everything is the same to cannon other than, Korosensei was never revealed to the public. This event causes many other events to not happen, such as Gakuho Asano stepping down as chairman. If I find I have to bend cannon in any other way, I will make it very clear.
4. There are going to be heavy fantasy elements in this story, while also keeping Assassination Classroom's heavy sci-fi elements. I think the way that the two genres clash together is very interesting, and if you do not think you will like it, you do not have to read this story.
5. Please be patient with me, I'm running three stories at one time, while also having school work. If I can find a way to get a set schedule going for updating, I will certainly notify you
6. I will allow OCs to be submitted for this story as "extra" characters. They will not be part of E Class, but part of the main building. Most of these characters will probably not play a major role, but will act more as characters to make the setting of the main school seem more realistic.
Well, I'm sorry for having that take so long! Hopefully you guys are still reading...
Italicized means singing
Underlined means English
Bold with underline means facility sign language
Italicized bold means a flashback or dream
With a lot said, and hopefully still some readers left. I DO NOT OWN ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM NOR HAVE I EVER HAD ANY ASSOCIATION WITH ITS CREATION/CREATORS. Thank you so much for reading!
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Gakushu Asano's POV
"A highschool E Class?" I ask the principal. "What purpose would that serve?"
"There are many students that are becoming disruptive. I plan to transfer back the old E Class that you know from a few years ago." He responds. "I've made all the arrangements, and when the new school year starts they'll be back."
"And the students that are disruptive here are just going to keep being disruptive here?"
"Reinstalling the E Class system at the high school level will hopefully 'inspire' those disruptive students to fix their behavior."
"And the junior high E Class?"
"There's an old classroom in the back of the main building that they can have. It's right by the a fire exit, so they will have little interaction with the standard students."
"There's nothing I don't know about going on with this whole scenario?"
"Of course not."
He's lying. But I know I'll never get the real answer out of him until I figure it out myself. I leave his home office to continue my own preparations for the school year.
I won't have to deal with Akabane this year at least. I'm sure he'll be thrown right back where he belongs. We've been at a stressing tie ever since he entered the main building, his grades worked him up to A Class. But he never dropped his delinquent nature.
I open up a civics text book. Starting with my least favorite subject should encourage me to absorb all the information as quickly as possible to then move on to a more favored subject.
The new school year is a few days away. And I would rather die than be unprepared for it. My last year of high school before college, and I refuse to come out anywhere lower than the top.
Off to the side, my phone lights up with a message from Ren. I ignore it, it's pointless to distract myself with anything. It wastes time.
Hours Later
I've studied through most of the year's Civics textbook, and allowing myself a small break, I finally check the message I received from Ren.
"Three of my cousins and their one friend are coming into Kunugigaoka as transfer students this year." His text reads.
I respond back. "Years?" Ren only has a few cousins from what I know, and most of them are younger. I only remember one mention of a cousin our age.
"All four of them will be in our year. A Class."
"I thought you only have one cousin that's our age."
"Two of my twelve year old cousins took the transfer exam for our year and passed. They've been considered special prodigy cases."
"Is there anything else I should know?"
"They might be trouble."
I don't respond to his final message. What trouble would four transfer students be able to cause? Ren can tend to over think situations sometimes, I'm sure they can't be any more troublesome than the students the principle was telling me about earlier.
I return to studying. If I keep going at this same pace, I'll have almost everything covered by the first day.
First Day of School
Everyone in homeroom is talking. Word must have gotten out about the transfer students because many people (other than the usual admirers) crowd around Ren and ask him questions.
People crowd around me too, and ask the usual stuff. If I know anything about the curriculum for this year, any new school policies. Then there are simpler questions about my personal life. What I think I'll be doing later, over the weekend, the questions I don't care about.
The bell rings, everyone takes their seats and the teacher walks in with the four transfer students.
"Goodmorning class." The teacher says with little expression. "This year, four students have transferred into the school. Please welcome them accordingly." He turns to them. "Introduce yourselves please."
The tallest of the group speaks up first. "Hello, I am J Tsutae." She bows. "I specialize in Japanese and foreign languages. Thank you for accepting us into your school."
Tsutae is very pale, with freckles dotting her nose and under her eyes. As I already mentioned, she's tall, but fairly skinny. She wears a standard uniform, other than her socks which are over-the-knee and white, contrasting the knee-high black uniform socks. Her cherry red hair falls to her mid back, choppy bangs cover her forehead and stop at her eyebrows. Her eyes seem a bit off, they're a bright red, but the left one casts off a small glow. Other than that, and her slight dress code violation, she seems normal.
Next a girl a few inches shorter than Tsutae introduces herself. "Hello, I'm F Guerra. I specialize in mathematics and engineering sciences. I would prefer to go by F rather than my family name. It is nice to meet you." She bows as well. Her surname sounds Italian.
Her skin seems to be a bit tanner than Tsutae's, but not by much. She's a bit shorter, and has a very curvy figure. She wears an entirely standard uniform. Her very curly lilac hair seems to branch out in different directions as it falls down to her waist. She reaches up to push her square-framed glasses up on her face, and I realize that her right hand is a robotic prosthetic. With purple colored spheres being placed where her joints would be, and the rest consisting of material that matches her skin color. Other than that she seems fairly normal too.
But then, things aren't as normal. The next to introduce themselves is very short. It must be one of the two younger 'prodigy' cousins Ren mentioned.
The boy introduces himself, "Hello, I am Miles Tsutae. I specialize in all sciences. I thank the school greatly for allowing my sister and I to skip ahead grades to attend the level we are capable of."
Miles wears a completely standard uniform too. His messy white hair falls over his eyes, probably from being pushed down by the black knit hat he wears. He is very small, even for a twelve year old. He has pale skin and freckles to match J's.
I guess if they're siblings then we have to call them by their given name.
The last one introduces themselves. "I'm Molly Tsutae! I specialize in social studies and English. And I'm so happy that Miles and I are allowed to attend here! Thank you very much!"
Molly also has pale skin and freckles, and wears a completely standard uniform. Her small frame seems to be the feminine reflect of her (I'm assuming twin) brother. But her hair is black, and other than long side parted bangs that cover her eyes, her hair is tied up in a high ponytail with a white bow. Her cheery introduction makes her feel childish compared to the other three.
As they take their seats I go over everything that seems strange about them in my head, since Ren seems to think that they could be trouble. Though they seemed fairly normal.
J and F are obviously not their actual given names, but the teacher did write them that way on the board. Meaning that is what they're officially written down as on the attendance sheet. J, Molly, and Miles must be Ren's cousins, since they have a Japanese surname. J's left eye casts a glow, F's right hand is robotic, and neither Miles or Molly show their eyes. They seem pretty normal even through that. I wonder why Ren classifies them as trouble.
Fairly soon after the transfer student's introductions, class starts. The teacher starts going over the syllabus for this year's math class.
Meanwhile, in the Assassination Classroom
Nagisa Shiota's POV
We all look at the front of the classroom, completely shocked.
He's back. He looks just the same. But he's back.
We all got the call a few days ago that we would be transferred back to Kunigiaoka. And after that call, we all got a call from Karasuma-sensei that we would be on another assassination mission.
We didn't know it would be him again.
"Korosensei, how are you alive?" I ask, surprised that I can even get words out of my mouth.
"Ah, this story is going to intertwine some genres that weren't intended for our original run. Let's just say a friend helped me out so I can see all my lovely students again." Korosensei tells me.
"Why do we have to assassinate you this time? There's still no chance of you exploding right?" Kayano questions from beside me. Other than the very tips of her hair, her natural black color is back. She still wears it in the same cat-ear style.
"Well there isn't, but it turns out that the government really just does not want me around. Quite a bummer really, I would be overjoyed to get to stay longer. Even so, this classroom revolves around assassination, and it wouldn't feel right. Don't you all think the same?"
Most of us nod our heads. It's a pretty shocking thing still, being brought back here and told we're to do the same thing.
"Let's start role call. I hope everyone remembers how to fire their guns and throw their knives. I'll give a bit of extra credit to anyone that manages to hit me." Korosensei laughs at the end of his sentence, his green stripes appearing on his face.
"Karma?"
There's a shot fired in response.
"Excellent, but a few millimeters off from the tentacle I think you were trying to hit. Not that it matters much anyways, I still dodged it. Isogai?"
Isogai is closer, and decided to throw his knife rather than attempt making a shot. Korosensei catches it with a sheet of paper.
"Put a bit more force into it! I think if you..."
And it goes on like that. With everyone making a shot at Korosensei and him giving advice on how to make it better.
No one ends up hitting him this time, not even the newly reinstalled and immensely upgraded Ritsu.
"Those two years definitely took their toll, hopefully Karasuma can shape you all back up." Korosensei concludes.
The class still seems shocked, but we're able to do a bit more than just stare at Korosensei now.
It feels so great to be back. A bit strange, but this class wouldn't be right if it didn't feel that way.
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A/N Woohoo! I knocked this all out in one night! It's also 2 am!
I mentioned OC submissions in the A/N above. So here's the form for that
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I would again like to thank LetsWriteDis for letting me adapt her story and characters. I hope she likes this version of it as much as I liked her original concepts!
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