The Ninja And The Assassin (Randy Cunningham X Reader)
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  • Reads 210,096
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  • Parts 45
  • Time 7h 26m
Complete, First published Jun 21, 2015
---> CURRENTLY FIXING GRAMMAR <---

With a great tragedy unknown to you and a special mission to complete, you suddenly find yourself being the new student in Norrisville High as you have permanently moved in with your aunt. 

Making friends was always something to look forward but considering you're a professional assassin at such a young age (14 years old to be exact), you find it rather hard to do so as it would only be an obstacle in your objectives and this recent mission that you have been given; and it is to kill the Ninja. 

Finishing off this so-called hero would be so much easier if you didn't know who it was. 

But you did; and what's worse is that you found yourself falling for the person behind the mask. 

Will you complete the mission?

⚠️ DON'T COPY MY BOOK'S PLOTS OR OC ⚠️

⚠️YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TAKE CREDIT FOR IT AND YOU'RE BASICALLY STEALING⚠️

Note:
This is my first book so, sorry for the sloppy writing. I am currently rewriting it, so please be patient! :>

Also, I think this the first book in the fandom that has conflict of assassin back in 2015.

Original picture is made by thebooboochus. Just edited it.

I do not own RC9GN. 

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