Author's Note: Geez, I'm really sorry this took so long. I have no excuse other than school and the fact that I'm an idiot. I started writing chapter 13 and completely forgot about this arc. Well, just goes to show that not even authors know where their story will take them. Mine has shown me my true mental abilities: procrastination and stupidity. Well all that aside, I don't own shit for shit and hope you all enjoy.

The walk back to the classroom was comforting and simple. Tokaku and Haru stayed in relative silence, simply holding hands and observing the forest around them. Tokaku felt lighter than she had ever been before even when she died, well, kind of died... best not tell Haru. They were back to the school building before the any of the other students arrived. Tokaku moved to head inside but Haru pulled lightly at her hand.

"Why don't we sit outside? The weather's really nice today," Haru suggested with pleading eyes. Tokaku looked from the door back to Haru before sighing. Relenting, she gave a small nod before letting Haru pull her down to the wooden step. The pinkette quickly took up her favorite spot, snuggled up against Tokaku's side with her head on her shoulder and the blunette's hand in hers. They remained together for the next fifteen minutes simply look out over the mountain and enjoying the closeness. Unfortunately the moment was not to last as Karasuma called for his young associate from inside. Tokaku looked to her girlfriend, a flicker of reluctance and guilt flashing in her eyes.

"Go, it's not like I'm going to go anywhere," Haru chuckled, lightly pushing the assassin up. Tokaku nodded and went inside. Haru sighed but smiled, leaning back on her hands. Tokaku was being more open and she couldn't be any more grateful or happy. Now if only she could trust others...

"Hey Haru!" Yada called as she, Okano, and Hinano came over the crest of the hill.

"Morning," Haru waved, jumping up to greet the trio.

"Careful, you might want to get back," Hinano advised once they met.

"There's a melodramatic bitch marching up the hill," Okano smirked. Any questions that Haru had at the last statement instantly disappeared with the appearance of Prof. Bitch. She was huffing like an irked bull, bag tight in her hand.

"What kind of a man doesn't even get a woman a present? And after all the help I gave him! Hmph!" she puffed as she blew past.

"Present?" Hinano repeated.

"Wait, what's the date?" Yada asked. Okuna quickly pulled out her phone.

"October 14th, why?" she supplied.

"October 10th!" Haru gasped.

"Proffessor Bitch's birthday!"

Once Tokaku entered the teacher's lounge, she found Karasuma typing away at his computer as he usually was when she saw him in here. Looking up, he spared her a glance before turning back to his screen and ushering her over with a small head movement. Taking her usual place at his right side, careful to make it look like she wasn't reading his screen, she waited for him. Stopping and closing his laptop after a minute or so, Karasuma turned to her.

"Look Azuma, I know that earlier was unpleasant and a bit out of line, so I would just like to reiterate that I am truly sorry about the way I went about confronting you. I apologize for any problems I might have caused, but that being said. The student's safety is one of my top priorities and I will not compromise it because of some tender pains," Karasuma stated, his voice firm as always.

"I understand sir," Tokaku assured.

"Good," Karasuma nodded, "today I was hoping that you and I could take the day to discuss how we could further the students' training."

"As in new skills or advancing the ones they already have?" Tokaku asked.

"Well, I thought that we could try explosives and the like," Karasuma suggested, "but it would take a lot of planning and percautions."

"We could try it," Tokaku shrugged, "I can't say that I haven't played around with a few but I wouldn't ask me for any teaching methods."

"Why?" Karasuma asked, eyebrow raised.

"I learned with logic, endurance, dumb luck," Tokaku said, "and the desire to not blow yourself up."

"Remind me to never question your parents if I ever come across them," Karasuma joked sarcastically. Tokaku stiffened but didn't comment. As Karasuma turned back to his computer and Tokaku to her desk, Irina burst into the room. She practically collapsed into her chair, not caring to acknowledge to others in the room.

'What's up her ass now?' Tokaku groaned.

How she got pulled into this, she didn't know... Why she of all people were tasked with this role, she didn't know... What possessed her to agree to this, she didn't know...

The last logical thing that Tokaku remembered was Haru giving her one of her biggest and brightest... oh... fuuuuuuuuuuck

'GOD DAMN IT HARU!'

Long story short, the cold assassin was somehow left in the sports shed with Irina in an attempt to distract her. She was unarmed, plan-less, and lacking the mental capabilities to comprehend what got her to this point much less enough to accomplish her objective. She could see Karma and Rio's matching smirks... not that she cared terribly but she was still a teenager after all, some things she just couldn't help.

"Azuma, why'd to bring me here?" Irina groaned. Tokaku rolled her eyes.

'Why me?'

"I need help looking for things that might help Karasuma and I with the explosives," she replied, "A target, blockade, anything that seems helpful." Professor Bitch grumbled but got to work, well, if you could define what she was doing as 'work'. She ambled around the shed, occasionally pulling out odd knick-knacks and trinkets. She would proceed to stare at them for all of two seconds before tossing -yes tossing- them back down and moving on to the next shelf. Tokaku was about a millisecond away from throwing one of her knives at the blonde when she heard the five thousandth clang, but Irina cut off her opening.

"Why am I really here Azuma?" she asked, all complaining gone from her voice, "Tired of your girl?" Tokaku could practically feel her smirk, but she managed to restrain herself... barely.

"Say that to me again and you'll be begging for mercy," she growled.

"Alright, alright geez," Irina sighed crossing her arms in mild irritation, "You should really lighten up."

"And you should grow up," Tokaku replied.

"Um, maybe I should," Irina said but soon after she just shrugged and smiled, "you and I are alike in many ways Azuma, you'd do well to remember that."

ring ring

'Damn it, save by the bell' Tokaku groaned, knife in hand.

Haru beamed as she skipped down the street with Nagisa, Sugino, Kayano, Karma, Okuda, and Kanzaki. They were out to find a suitable gift for Professor Bitch, but so far they found nothing. Haru, the perpetual optimist, still maintained hope, but her friends were a different story.

"Ugh! How are we supposed to do this?" Sugino sighed, "A woman like Professor Bitch already has everything she needs."

"I'm sure that we can find something," Kanzaki tried but even she sounded defeated.

"We managed to gather about five thousand yen so we should be able to find something," Nagisa said, "We could get her a card."

"You're gonna get the woman a card..." Sugino deadpanned leaving Nagisa at a loss.

"Come on guys! I know we can do this! It doesn't have to be big, it can be a small something from the heart," Haru smiled.

"Nothing about her is small except her heart..."

"Um, excuse me?"

The group turned. Across from them was a small flower stand with a young man standing in front. He had a black apron on with the same logo as the stand's sign and had a gentle smile on his face.

"Did I hear something about a gift?" he asked. Haru practically bound over with the others close behind.

"Ya! We're looking for a present for our teacher. It was her birthday not too long ago!" Haru supplied. The man chuckled before turning back to his cart.

"How about something like this?" he suggested. Turning back around, he revealed a perfect red rose. He handed it to Haru in a sweet but simple gesture, smile still spread across his face.

"Ooo! A bouquet!" Kayano exclaimed.

"Ya but isn't that a little, uh, cliché?" Sugino pointed out.

"In an age where we have our pick of presents, why do you think flowers are still a popular go-to gift?" the man asked, "It's not just about heart. Their color, their shape, their fragrance, and their impermanence makes them a perfect match for the human instinct."

"The was so beautiful!" Okuda exclaimed.

"A very fine speech indeed," Karma smiled, his ever ready michevious glint flashing, "if only you weren't holding a calculator."

"Oh! Well, uh, it is a business," the man chuckled sheepishly, "So, what will it be?"

"We'll take it!"

Back at school, things went... well? Haru and the others arrived back and quickly confronted Karasuma who was predictably sitting at his desk, typing on his computer. Practically shoving the bouquet into his hands, Haru quickly explained what he was supposed to do with them.

"Why me? She would appreciate them more if they came from you," he replied. All except Kanzaki and Karma died inside at the statement.

'Wow, he really is thick... how can a man like him be that clueless! oh...'

"Mr. Karasuma, you think that Ms. Irina is a major asset, yes?" Karma 'smiled', "then making sure she stays is a big priority."

"Hm... I suppose you're right," he nodded, "thank you for your concern."

"Great, oh and make sure not to mention who bought the flowers," Kayano added before racing out of the room with the rest of the group.

Tokaku and Haru sat with the rest of the class and Koro Sensei outside the window along the teacher's lounge. They could see Professor Bitch and Karasuma clearly, a few students close enough were even catching what they were saying and relaying it. Honestly, Tokaku didn't care. Irina wasn't as terrible as she usually made her out to be, but all the same, she wasn't close with the woman and often times she was more helpless than useful. The only thing Tokaku had in this gesture was Haru who, like the rest of the class, didn't want to see her go. Suddenly, the window slammed open over head revealing a scarily serious Irina.

"I figured this was your doing," she said, he voice eerily calm, "There was no way this square would buy me a present for my birthday much less remember it. You brats really are cruel."

"Irina, the students may have mislead you, but all their actions are out of pure-" Koro Sensei began in their defense, but was cut off by a gunshot.

"Ha, it's funny," she said, "you all have actually given me the best birthday gift ever, a reality check. I'm an assassin. I'm not meant to be here playing school with a bunch of kids. I seduce, I lure, and I kill. That's my purpose not to go around pandering to a bunch of children. I'm done."

The class could only watch in shock as Professor Bitch turned, grabbed her bag, and left without even sparing them a glance. A silence stretched over them, disbelief etched in everyone's face. Meahara was the first to speak.

"Mr. Karasuma, you could have been gentler," he said, voice laced with regret.

"I could have, but it would have done nothing for any of us," he replied coldly, "She's hired help. She quits, I just replace her. She does not have a place in this class anymore so that is that. Besides, if she lets herself be dulled by romance, she has no right to call herself a professional."

With those final words, he left, leaving the class with the very mess they created.

The next few days in class were glum ones. No one wore anything other than a frown. Even Haru lacked her normal glow after the first couple days of waiting. It hurt Tokaku to see Haru in such a state, but there was nothing she could do except provide what comfort she could.

'Funny, Irina lost this job because of her feelings yet if I had disregarded mine then I would have never even gotten the invitation in the first place... I wonder...'

"Hey, Tokaku?" Haru said, waking the assassin from her thoughts.

"Ya, what's up Haru?" she replied, letting a small smile cross her face.

"I was wondering," she said not smiling back, "do you ever miss it?"

"Miss what?"

"Your old life."

"I... well, I-" Tokaku began hesitantly, but was instantly cut of by a powerful gust of wind blasting through the classroom. The window was ajar meaning Koro Sensei was heading out again. Tokaku sighed. Now they were left with Karasuma.

"I hope Professor Bitch is okay," Meg sighed.

"She's not picking up any of my calls," Yada frowned. Tokaku didn't even want to know why she had that woman's phone number...

"I haven't found her on any security cameras in the city," Ritsu added looking down as if ashamed.

"Do you think she would really leave over this?" Chiba asked fearfully.

"Doubtful, she is a drama queen, but even she knows we would never do anything to hurt her... terribly," Karma shrugged.

"Right?" Okuda asked causing the class to go quiet.

"Don't worry, I'm sure she's around," the flower man said politely entering the class room, bouquet of white roses in hand. Tokaku tensed, but no one else seemed to.

'A random man just walked into the classroom and it's as if he's just another student!'

"Ya-" Yada began, but Tokaku stood, interrupting her.

"Who are you?" she demanded, eyes narrow and voice cold.

"W-what?" Sugino asked looking around the room with the rest of the students. The flower man chuckled, standing behind Koro Sensei's desk facing the class.

"You are a perceptive one," he smiled, "You're an Azuma right?" The entire room tensed as if everyone was finally noticing the stranger.

"Who are you?" Tokaku repeated, "and what are you doing here?"

"Oh me?" he smiled, "I'm sure you've heard of me Azuma. I'm the assassin known as the Reaper. I'm here to exploit your connection to Ms. Bitch and use it to kill that monster you call Koro Sensei." Terasaka jumped up and many students pulled their weapons not that they could do much damage... Tokaku pulled out her own gun. She was really starting to hate this man. Every word he uttered was as if they were talking about the weather and his unnerving smile was unrelenting.

"We have you outnumbered," she said calmly, "Drop the flowers, show us your hands, and tell us where you're keeping our teacher or else."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," the Reaper replied, "Is that anyway to talk to your superior? I thought you would be troublesome. Uh, I hate when that happens. No matter, I planned for this. You have a friend that's currently hospitalized, yes? She's nearing the end of her stay, but I'm assuming that she has an IV as all patients normally do. What if I were to tell you I have a friend who just happens to work there as a nurse and they're more than willing to help stage a small accident for your little friend."

Tokaku practically felt Haru stiffen beside her. Anger flared in her chest as her eyes flashed. She could shoot him, right here and now.

"Bastard," she growled, "I'll kill you before you could utter mercy."

"Go ahead, no one's stopping you," he smiled, spreading his arms wide, "just don't say I didn't warn you." Tokaku raised her gun. Her aim was spot on, it would pierce his heart and he would be gone. Not that he deserved such a quick death, but she didn't have many options.

"Tokaku?" Haru muttered, her voice drowning in fear. Tokaku's hand was trembling. She could end this. All it would take was a twitch of her finger on the trigger. That's all. But. Could she spill more blood? Hurt another of her (dare she think it?) friends? Cause Haru more pain? No. She couldn't.

With a growl, Tokaku let her arm fall back to her side much to both the relief and horror of the class. The Reaper smile grew as he too dropped his arms.

"Good girl," he praised, "Now everyone listen up, I have a lesson for you. A flower's beauty negates human caution and opens the heart. Just like I told you, Nagisa, Kayano, Karma, Okuda, Kanzaki, Sugino, Haru. But... the original reason flowers evolved to be lovely and fragrant- hm? Oh, Ritsu, brig up the image I sent you."

Ritsu hesitated, but opened the message nonetheless. Her screen blurred for a second before fading to reveal a picture of Professor Bitch. She was unconscious, lying on her side with bindings on her wrists, thighs, and ankles. The class gasped at the image, some unable to tear their eyes from it.

"-was to attract insects, but enough with the metaphors. I'll cut to the chase," the Reaper said picking up the chalk and drawing on the board, "If you want to keep the bitch alive, you must all come to the location I specify and not a word to your teachers, disregarding Ms. Azuma of course. You don't have to if you don't want to though , I can just send her to you. To each of you, equally, in little pieces. And my next flower will likely be one of you."

"Why you-" Terasaka snarled but he never got to finish his sentence as the Reaper threw the flowers he had into the air, blinding the class before slipping out without a trace. Tokaku instant seized the chance. She raced out into the hall, but no one was there. Not even a scent. Walking back in, she shook her head and returned to Haru's side. Isogai leaned down amongst the fallen petals, picking up a slip of paper.

"Be at the location on the map provided before six p.m. tonight as a class," he read.

"This is Shiro and Takaoka all over again," Chiba frowned, "He's using us to draw out Koro Sensei. Damnit!"

"Well, I say it's time to put our training to use," Rio said.

"Along with those new suits," Terasaka added.

"But we don't know the first thing about organizing an attack with unknown circumstances," Okuda pointed out, "Every time we have formulated a plan together, it's been when we know next to all the details. Otherwise, we've had Karasuma to lead us."

"That's why we have an ace up our sleave," Isogai smiled turning to Tokaku.

"No," she replied curt and firm.

"Please Azuma," Nagisa begged, "You're an assassin. You have to have had situations where you were just planning on the spot."

"That's not the problem," Tokaku replied, "I work alone. No one else. With more people it gets complicated."

"Come on Azuma, can't you try? For Professor Bitch?" Kayano asked.

"Fine, but do not say I didn't warn you," Tokaku sighed. Honestly the only reason she agreed was because she caught Haru's gaze in the corner of her eye. She had looked hopeless, defeat, but now there was a glimmer, a sparkle of hope shining in her eyes and Tokaku would do anything to protect it.

"Lets give him a night that's worth remembering!" Isogai cheered.

"YA!"

Tokaku had it planned out, thank god for her training and contacts... Everything down to the last detail, well, until things changed, but she would cross that river when they came to it. The location seemed to be an underground bunker of some sort which was irritating but not terribly difficult. The only real thing it impeded was escape but it wasn't like the kids would get in then chicken out. She round up her classmates after school so they could prepare. She had Itona renovate one of his old flying bots to be provide air observation and had Ritsu search for whatever information there was about the bunker. Tokaku also called Shiena just to be safe. Then she did a small speed lesson on explosives with a few of the students she thought might be able to absorb all the information and use it effectively. Mean while everyone else either searched for potentially helpful materials or went around helping the others. Isogai quickly took the position of 'second in command' which Tokaku actually agreed with and appreciated. He was a strong leader that was quick with a blade and his thinking. He also had the approachability that Tokaku lacked which took a good amount off her shoulders. Things were coming together, now all she could do was hope.

They hid in the bushes across from the bunker's front door. Itona was guiding his bot over the protruding part of the structure.

"No one's around, it's like its dead," he said landing his contraption beside him.

"Ritsu if we're not back by midnight, tell Koro Sensei what's happening," Hara instructed.

"Aye aye! Good luck!" Ritsu replied.

"Alright, let's go," Tokaku nodded, moving out from her position. Leading the rest of the class to the door, Tokaku did a quick scan of the lock to check for any traps. Deeming it safe, she opened it and poked her head inside. The room was a large box of metal and lights with the only decoration being the few hidden security cameras she could make out.

'He's watching us...' Tokaku noted, 'but that was to be expected.'

Opening the door, she let the others slip in starting with Isogai. Once everyone was inside, she stepped in herself, but left the door open. If they needed to leave then easier now then later.

"Is that all of you? Great, but don't you know to shut the door," a voice asked from above causing most of the class to jump.

"Ah, so you can see us," Karma smirked finding a hidden camera, "Reaper, hm, more like Peeper."

'That's not even funny...' Tokaku sighed.

"We've kept our end of the deal, now let Professor Bitch go!" Meg demanded. Tokaku could swear that she heard the Reaper smirk as he hit a button. Suddenly the room jolted and started going below ground.

"The room's moving!" Sugaya exclaimed. Tokaku groaned.

'I forgot to tell them the floor plan which means that I'm the only one that knows it... damn well onto plan H.'

The room stopped with the back wall now bars, trapping them in. Behind those bars stood the Reaper looking as pleasant as always.

"Capture complete!" he smiled, "Now isn't that a nice little surprise?" Running to the walls, most of the class begins looking for a way out, but Yada and Haru are frozen solid.

"Ms...-" Yada whispered, unwilling to believe her eyes.

"Ms Vitch!" Haru screamed grabbing the bars. The professor was tied up from the ceiling left slouched over on the floor and her hands above her head. There were faint bruises on her but nothing too worrying.

'Good, a distraction now for phase 2' Tokaku nodded.

"Don't worry I won't kill you or her as long as, I'm sure you've already deduced, that monster you call a teacher comes quietly," he assured.

"Damn it you bastard!" Terasaka exclaimed, taking hold of the bars and yanking furiously.

"Wait, let me get this straight," Meg said, "you just want us here as hostages? You're not going to kill us?"

"Well, that all depends on how the negotiations go," the Reaper shrugged, "I'll need at most thirty of you to sacrifice if things get bad."

"S-so you wo-won't kill us y-yet? E-even if we u-upset you?" Okajima stuttered.

"Uh-huh," he shrugged before his eyes gained a curious glint, "I know you're a child, but are you really that afraid of me?" Okajima smirked and honestly, Tokaku couldn't blame him, they had him completely fooled. The people that moved to the walls to look for a way out were actually looking for a way out, just not a door. Once they found a hollow area then they would inform Okuda and Takebayashi. Finally to give them time to prep, someone would provide another distraction not that it was really needed Tokaku made sure to tell the class about five thousand times to keep the Reaper's mind off whatever they needed to do. Now everything was in place and it was time to cause some trouble.

"No, not really," Okajima replied smugly. Okuda threw the smoke screen capsule providing cover for Takebayashi and the rest of the class. The bomb exploded and as the smoke cleared, all that was left in the cell was rubble. The Reaper observed the trap with a growing grin, his eyes glinting with uncontrolled bloodlust and terrific excitement.

"Now your talking!" he cried laughing manically, "who wants to play first?"

The whole class made it out safe allowing Tokaku to breath a small sigh of relief. They were now in a hallway that closely resembled the cell they just left. It went on for what seemed like forever with a few opposing routes. Tokaku could clearly see the floor plan in her head, but no one else knew it which was a major problem.

'This would be easier if I was on my own,' Tokaku mused, 'I'd have a better chance, just grab the professor and get out. Oh... that's an idea.'

"Thank god we got out of their," Hinano sighed.

"Ya at least now we're not sitting ducks," Maehara agreed.

"But what do we do ?" Okuda asked nervously.

"We'll split into groups," Tokaku said, "An attack team, rescue team, and a recon team. Ritsu will protect communications between the teams..."

"I don't wanna..." Ritsu groaned. All those with phones out stared dumbfounded at their classmate.

"She's..."

"been..."

"hacked..."

"How! Ritsu is a top notch, military grade super computer," Takebayashi said as his metaphorical jaw dropped.

"Well... a skilled assassin has many talents," Tokaku sighed, "Alright we'll use the walkie talkie app Karasuma had us install. Team A will be the attack team. Nagisa, Karma, Okuna, Maehara, Isogai, Chiba, Kimura, Muramatsu, and Yoshida with Kayano as the communicator. You will go around and either eliminate or stall The Reaper and his henchmen if there are any. Team B will be rescue. Yada, Kanzaki, Nio, Meg, Sugino, Okajima, Hayami, Haru, Hinano, and Mimura. Sugino and Meg will be the main attackers, I want you two to keep them safe, but if you run into anything you even remotely think you can't handle then call Team A, same thing for Team C. Finally, Team C is recon. Sugaya, Okuda, Takebayashi, Terasaka, Kimura, Itona, Fuwa, and Hara. I want you to take of things like security cameras or any traps while gathering intel about anything you can. Terasaka will protect that team."

"What about you?" Haru asked worriedly.

"I'm striking out on my own," Tokaku said much to the class's obvious distaste, "Look, I know I said I would lead you, but it would be better if I went on my own. There's no way I can direct all of the teams at once besides might as well let me go after the Reaper directly. If team A finds me then they can help but just trust me, this is better."

"But we don't know where to go," Nagisa pointed out.

"Team B will head back in the direction the cell is while team A and B split off to wander," Tokaku replied although this was far from what she deemed okay, "Everyone must remember where they came from and how. Use the cell as a center point and map out what you can of the system." The class nodded uneasily, but determined nonetheless.

"Good then we ca-"

"Can you hear me class E?" the Reaper asked over the speakers, "You are enclosed in a secure underground facility. All the exits have been electronically sealed. The only to unlock a door is through a retinal scan of my eye. In other words, the only way out if for you to defeat me. However, I do have to say, I'm glad you blasted your way out of my trap. It's rare for an opportunity to arise where I can practice my skills with so many trained assassins. I'm going to enjoy this. You may attempt to assassinate me in anyway you like. Have fun!"

"I-It's like he's playing a game," Hayami shuddered. The entire class looked scared and beyond nervous.

'This is bad... but... as leader I can't let them see it as that,' Tokaku frowned.

"It doesn't matter," Tokaku said, the effect was like a shock wave through the class, "We will beat him. We'll do it just like how we've over come everything else. With logic, our training, and a little bit of luck." The students nodded, confidence swelling. The speech was winged and overall unimpressive, but it was what was needed.

"Alright, let's go," Tokaku ordered, releasing the teams. Turning to go her own way, she felt a sudden warmth on her back with its arms around her.

"Be careful okay," Haru whispered.

"Stay safe," Tokaku replied returning what she could of the embrace from her position. Reluctantly, Haru let go and went off with the rest of her group.

'For her.'

Nagisa ran with his group down the hall. Maehara and Isogai were already planning for their attack with the rest of the group pitching in when they saw fit.

"He's going to hit us with a surprise attack. Assassins aren't good at direct confrontation so we'll dodge an attack and draw him into a close-combat battle," Maehara reasoned,.

"Then we can hit him with the stun guns and drop him for sure," Isogai agreed.

"I'm not so sure," Hayami said.

"Why?" Kimura asked.

"Think about Azuma," Hayami explained, "remember how Koro Sensei told us how she was trained as a combat assassin? What if this guy is too?"

"Hayami's right," Nagisa agreed, "and something tells me both he and Azuma would be able to defeat all of us in ten seconds flat."

"You must really think highly of that dog of yours," a haunting voice said. It was approaching them from the front but all they could see were shadows.

"Oh course she's well trained but-" he shrugged. Growling, Yoshida and Muramatsu ran in much to their companion's dismay. The Reaper didn't move. He let them come and the second they were but an inch from him, he dodged so quickly they could barely see it happen. Then he jammed his elbows into the back of their necks sending them straight to the floor, sprawled out and in pain.

"-the first thing I mastered when I became an assassin was close combat," he finished, "You won't use it 99% of the time, but the remaining 1% you would be dead before you even started. It is a necessity if you want to be the world's greatest assassin." He rushed forward, bursting past then entire group before they could blink. They whipped around to see he stopping next to Kayano and before they knew it, he rammed his knee into her chest with a resounding crack.

"Oops, I think I broke her ribs," he noted, "oh well." Nagisa growled. That pissed him off.

"Move," he ordered, "I'll do it." Leaving the rest in their shock, Nagisa marched right up to the assassin knife out and ready.

'He thinks I'm furious about what he did to Kayano and honestly I am, but I can hid it under my bloodlust. Kayano seems to be okay. The cracking was her uniform working. A material inside protects the wearer from sudden, hard pressures and shatters to disburse the force. But either way, I can take him down with the same move I did on Takaoka. Then this will all be over.' Nagisa nodded. He dropped the knife, but as he raised his hands, the Reaper clapped his own right in front of his face. Nagisa froze, unable to move.

"What!"

"Wait, he's gone!"

"Gu-"

CRACK thump thump thump

"Lovoro taught you that trick didn't he? Hm, I should tell you there's a much more effective version. It uses the victim's conscious' wavelengths to stun them leaving them incapacitated for quite some time," the Reaper explained. As he did, Nagisa collapsed to his knees before falling flat on his side uselessly.

"Well, that's that."

Meanwhile Team B was just outside the room where Professor Bitch was being held. Oblivious to what was happening with Team A, they prepared themselves for anything they might encounter behind the door.

"Alright, everyone ready?" Meg asked, " Hayami has her tear gas bullets? Mimura has the bomb? Sugino have your stun gun?" Everyone nodded, forming a semi circle around the door.

"Alright, let's show this guy who he's messing with," Meg said. Mimura activated the bomb, blowing the door right off. The all rushed into the room with Sugino and Meg leading. They found their teacher just as they left her, hung by her wrists on the floor.

"Ms. Vitch!" Sugino exclaimed as he and Meg ran toward her, "she's unconscious but still breathing."

"Good then let's get her out of here and meet up with Team C," Meg said helping Sugino hoist the unconscious woman onto his back.

"I'm glad everything worked out," Haru sighed in relief.

"Ya, now Ms. Vitch is back and we can get out of here," Yada agreed.

"Don't forget about the eye scan though," Okajima reminded. They were all smiles, oblivious to what was going on behind them until they heard the bodies of their classmates hit the floor. Whirling around, the group found a perfectly conscious professor standing over Meg and Sugino.

"Professor Vitch?" Mimura dared ask, "why?"

"I'd been blind these past months, but now the Reaper has shown me the truth," she replied coolly, "Now then, time to send you to your graves."

"Y-you can't mean that," Haru exclaimed, "you can't!"

"After everything we've been through?" Hinano asked.

"I never thought you were that kind of person," Nio said.

"Really? Then what kind of a person did you think I was?" Irina asked.

"Well, selfish, narcissistic, pouty, oh, I guess you are that kind of person," Nio mused.

"I AM NOT POUTY!"

"I have to admit, it's a shock to see you on the Reaper's side, but we've been training everyday," Mimura pointed out, "Do you really think you could defeat all of us?"

"Well, let's see and find OW!" she exclaimed falling to her knees, "Walked on a fucking pebble in my bare feet..."

"Ms. Vitch are you okay!" Yada exclaimed rushing forward with Haru. Quick as a blink, Ms. Vitch stuck them both with her poison gun causing them to fall to her feet.

"Hey! We were worried for you!" Hayami exclaimed, but their former teacher just go up and kept walking toward them. In a flash, they were all down. A thrown jacket there a small dodge there sentenced the end for Team B. Well, the end for all but one.

"We trusted you," Haru mumbled, the drug wearing on her.

"You at least should understand," Irina replied, "It doesn't matter how the job gets done, just that you produce results."

"I suppose, but we will come back for you Ms. Vitch," Haru said her eyes drooping, "we're not letting you go again, Tokaku will ensure that."

"Well, she's quite the optimist," the Reaper said walking in just as Haru fell to the poison, "I'm surprised though, you defeated them all on your own."

"I come from a different world, Reaper, you know this," she replied but there was no satisfaction in her eyes when she looked upon the bodies of her students.

Haru awoke first and when she did, she found herself in a new cell surrounded by the rest of her class. Some were bruised, others were still knocked out, but all around everyone seemed okay.

"Hey, you're awake," Kayano smiled sitting next to her friend.

"Ya, what happened?" Haru asked, eyes continuing to roam the room.

"Well, Team A was taken out followed by B then C surrendered," Kayano summed up, "Everyone from A has woken up, but you're the first from B. What happened to you guys anyway?"

"Professor Vitch betrayed us," Haru sighed, "she poisoned us."

"What!" Kayano exclaimed, "How could she! After ever-"

"Wait!" Haru exclaimed fear flooding into her voice, "Where's Tokaku!"

She should have known this would happen. She should have seen this coming. Twenty seven middle schoolers were no match for the most powerful assassin in the world! God, she was a real idiot sometimes... Either way, it wouldn't matter. She would face the Reaper not that she stood much of a chance, but she'd done the impossible before maybe luck would be on her side. She stalked down the corridors, wandering around where she knew the new cell was. Now it was a waiting game.

"Well, well, well," the Reaper said from the shadows, "it's not every day you get to face off against the last remaining member of the famed Azuma clan." Tokaku tried to analyze the situation. His malicious intent drenched him in shadows, but she could make out a basic outline. He's voice was confident, he didn't see her as much of a threat which was probably true, but they were about to see.

"So you've heard of me?" she replied.

"Of your family," he shrugged, "my mentor talked of them a few times but always with respect."

"Good to know our reputation is intact," Tokaku said although all she could think about was to hell with her family. It was no longer an honorable name.

"Let us see how inflated it was," he smirked before leaping at her. His movements were fast, but not as fast as Koro Sensei's. She managed to block a blow to the ribs and jump back. He was clearly Karasuma's level which meant she definitely had a chance, but it still wasn't very large. The Reaper feinted a punch to her stomach and switched to a roundhouse kick which she managed to catch, but another punch came connecting right with her nose. Tokaku flew back, crashing into the wall. Standing quickly, she wiped the blood from her face and charged. He took the bait and she leap over his head before releasing two over her knives. One scratched his shoulder while the other got him right under the same shoulder blade. Crying out in irritation, he whipped around faster than Tokaku could see and slammed her into a wall with his hand on her throat.

"You're good," he complimented, "with some training you could be a decent rival, but I'm afraid you won't be able to see tomorrow." Snarling, Tokaku rammed her boot into his crotch. The stunner went off sending him reeling back and Tokaku in a crumpled heap on the floor.

"Damn it," he growled looking back at Tokaku who was struggling to get back on her feet. Turning to see the opening to the river which ran through the bunker. Smirking villainously, he grabbed Tokaku by the scruff of her uniform and began dragging her to the opening.

"I see now you reputation was well earn, congratulations," he said smiling, "you were very fun to play with, but I do have to get back to matters at hand. You would cause too much trouble if I put you back with the others though so I have to get rid of you. Enjoy your swim!" With that, he tossed her down into the awaiting water. Hitting it with a hard splash, Tokaku was pulled and dragged with the current.

'I'm sorry Haru, I just wasn't good enough...' Then the world went black.

Wow that was long! Like long long... anyway I'm sorry this is rushed. I am just not in the right state, but I still hope you enjoyed and see you around for more!