She was to wait for Winston when John had left, taking two guns as well. Stacey couldn't believe how many times her heart was pounding, her rib cage may as well shatter.
Why does this have to happen to me?
A wave of anger washed over her and she looked down the hall where John had disappeared to. Something wasn't right though... It had gone silents, sure it wasn't loud before, but Stacey could sense that something wasn't right.
There was a noise coming from in the room that she was waiting outside of, she backed away from the door, a wave of uncertainty lodged it's way into her brain.
In seconds, the door burst open and out came a man, a man much taller than her.
Oh fuck!
She froze when his eyes landed on her, 'well hello little lady', she sneered down at her, why the fuck are they all men!? She began to back away, hoping that he wouldn't adbance on her. Where was John? Didn he know that Winston was in trouble? Was he even alive?
'You're after John? Or Winston?'
He chuckled darkly, 'well, they fought valiently', Stacey's heart dropped.
What does he mean by that?
Before the man could utter another word Stacey had bolted down the hallway, down where John had gone through.
She didn't have to look back to know that the man wasn't far behind her, for sure he was going to catch her anyway.
When he caught up with her, he struck her across the back of the head and she was met with darkness.
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'I can see you moving, you may as well wake up'.
Stacey slowly opened her eyes to see a woman before her, oh thank fuck! Although Stacey knew that she was still royally fucked, she was quite glad to finally see another woman.
'So... I heard you're with Jardani'.
'Who?'
The woman smirked down at her, the woman was quite old, for sure a lot older than John. She wore dark red lipstick, a long red sequined dress, her blue eyes peirced Stacey's brown ones.
'John Wick'.
His name is Jardani?
The woman approached Stacey slowly, 'well I guess he wouldn't like the name Jardani Jovonovich, but it has a lovely ring to it'.
Jardani Jovonovich?
Stacey looked around to see that she was surrounded by men and women, 'where am I?' She was bold enough to ask such question and the lady smiled down at her.
'How rude of me, my name is Lady Dahlia... I'd say Wick would have told you about me?'
'No... Sorry, he hadn't mentioned you at all'.
The lady hummed, 'well... Would he have mentioned why I am after him?' Stacey frowned, John had told her about an incident that happened a while ago, but surely this couldn't be the same one.
'Wait... Did John?'
The lady laughed, 'he really hasn't told you?' She then drew very close to Stacey and hissed, 'that John Wick killed my daughter!'
'What? How?'
The woman glared down at Stacey, 'he shot her, straight inbetween her eyes, left her body out on the street'.
No, that's not the story, she was killed by someone else.
Stacey chose not to say anything, because she had a feeling that she'd be fucked if she fought back. The woman sighed, 'my daughter... Her name was Elizabeth, she was a wonderful girl'.
Ah here we go.
'Her brother has missed her'.
'Oh... I'm sorry to hear'.
The lady smiled, 'that's quite alright, my son has gone out to kill John, and I know he can do it, he's hurt Wick before, and he can do it again'.
She clicked her finger and a man appeared, and Stacey tried not to curse.
'Gary?'
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Mr. Wick ( John Wick x Female Character)
FanfictionStacey had moved away from home, hoping to start over. New friends. New work. New life. Then came her neighbor, Mr. Wick. A tidy man, kept to himself, gentle and yet so dangerous.
