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Class E: The Assassination Classroom

                                                                Prologue
Hey guys! I know I have other books going on as well but it's nice to work on multiple when you have writers block. Plus ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM IS MY FAVORITE ANIME SO COULDN'T NOT DO A FANFIC ON IT! Let me know what you think!
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I, YN Kurasama walked off the plane and scanned the crowd. Not that I knew who I was looking for. My mother had just died  and I had no where to go. Somehow the agency I was staying at, tracked down my biological father, so I was sent to him. I had never met my father, my mother had always told me that he didn't know about me, but when my mom died there was little choice but to contact my him. I scanned the mass of people until I saw a tall man with a goatee and pitch black hair. His dark eyes scanned the crowd and there was no question not a single person went unnoticed under his watchful eyes. My mouth dropped, I looked just like him, same black hair, same dark eyes, but despite our similarities, the man was intimidating. He stood straight and wore a suit. He was talking into his phone and looked very unhappy. In his left hand he held a sign that said YN. I took a deep breath and pulled all my courage, I pulled my black hair into a ponytail, smoothed my light blue shirt and walked up to him.
"Hi." My voice was soft and timid, I wanted to kick myself. You never get a second chance at a first impression. He towered over me, sure I was a Senior in high school, but I was still short, only 5'3 he was a mountain, nearly 6'3
"You must be YN." The man spoke. He voice was gruff and all business, I couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Yes." I answered as I straightened myself. I had found I had one particular skill set, and that was becoming the shadow of whoever I wanted. I could make myself exactly like them, and as a result could fit in easily with anyone.
"Right. I'm, Kurasama, I have already enrolled you in Kugeuka High school class E." He turned and began walking, I followed.
I couldn't help but feel offended, sure I wasn't from Japan, but I was fluent in three languages, and had I good grade point average, not to mention I had been studying at a combat school. " I'm not that dumb." I stated, using the same tone Kurasama used with me. Not rude, but professional. It was obvious he did not want a relationship and I was only an obligation.
"I'm well aware. That is why I'm putting you in E class." Kurasama answered. "I think you'll be able to put your limited combat skills to use."
    I glared at his back. Obviously he had only skimmed my files. I had been learning hand to hand combat since I was five. Growing up in Detroit, my mom thought I needed to be able to defend myself. I could drop a full grown man if I wanted and my shooting skills were decent.
We were now outside and a black sleek car pulled in front of us. I was scared to even breath on it, but I got in and we drove off. I couldn't help but wonder what would happen to me.
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    It was now Monday and I stood in front of the run down school building of class E, trying to regain my breath from the walk/hike up the mountain. The birds sang in the surrounding forest and the fog blocked a lot of vision as it rolled down the mountain. I could already hear students inside they were all laughing. I wasn't going to lie, I was scared, but I put on that strong, professional face that was always on Kurasama and walked in. Students sat on desks and paper airplanes flew, in the back right corner a digital screen lit up with a girl. To the middle of the back of the room, a red haired boy had a brown haired boy in a choke hold, while a blue haired boy begged them to stop fighting.
"You must be YN." A kind voice said from behind me.
I turned to see a ten foot octopus with a black robe a scholar hat smiling at me. In my shock I let out a startled shriek, earning the attention of my new classmates. Realizing my error I quickly pulled myself together. I cleared my throat. "Please excuse my outburst." I bowed. "It's a pleasure to meet you." I said in a monotone voice Kurasama often used with his co workers.
"Is it just me or does she remind you a lot of Mr. Kurasama?" I heard a blonde girl whisper in the second row.
    Crap! No one is supposed to know I'm related to him! My mind screeched. As I remembered Kurasama's order not to tell anyone do to the conflict of interest it may create. Although I was surprised that the fact we had the same last names didn't come up.
"Oh great another stiff." Growled the brown haired boy being choked. I stiffened and glared hard at the boy. Despite the fact he he was being choked he seamed to be more afraid of my glare than the red haired boy choking him.
    "That's quite alright." The octopus smiled at me. "I am Kuro Sensei, good luck killing me before graduation." His grin became wider as green stripes were painted on the yellow canvas of his face.
I gulped so this is class E? The assassination classroom.
Cue theme song!

So that's the prologue! What did ya think? Me like comments!