Name: John Wick
Weapons: Glock 24
TTi RR-1 AR-15 (with attachments)
Benelli M4 Super 90
Microtech Scarab
Look:
Race: Human
(Let the fun begin!!)
White Fang HQ in Mistral (3 person point of view)
Adam Taurus is kneeling in front of a throne where the White Fang leader Sienna Kahn reporting his attempt to get the legendary John Wick to help the White Fang. Sienna Kang knew the white fang would need more than followers to achieve the goal they push towards. So, she had Adam try to recruit John Wick even though he is human. She knows many members hate humans, but having a man like John Wick would be different. He would inspire them. Sienna looks at Adam with a calm face but behind it she is excited to hear how his mission went. Adam on the other hand has a look of disappointment, but his mask hides the look.
"How did your mission go adam?", Sienna asked hoping wick accepted.
"He said no, even after we killed his dog and beat him almost to death. Along with stealing his car for lien that the white dang could use", Adam answered with disappointment in his voice.
Sienna looks at Adam with shock on her face mixed with anger. She walks up to Adam as he watches her confused before she suddenly kicks him in the face knocking him on his back. He grabs the hilt of his sword but sienna grabs his wrist before he can and head butts him making him let go of the hilt but sienna grabs the hilt as adam stumbles back drawing the sword. She sweeps his legs out from under him dropping him to the floor. He looks up to see sienna with his sword to his throat with anger in her eyes.
"DO...YOU....KNOW...WHAT...YOU HAVE DONE!?!", she yelled with anger.
"...what did i do wrong?", adam asks in a calm tone.
"You've made an enemy of a man who could end the whole entire white fang if he chose too", sienna said answering him. She threw his sword away and walked back to her chair as Adam got back up.
"He didn't seem that powerful, i bet he isn't even this "John Wick" guy you've been searching for. That guy, he was a fucking nobody. He was weak and worthless", adam said picking up his sword. Sienna stopped for a second but not turning towards adam.
Mansion in Atlas ( RWBY Sienna Kahn Talking. RWBY Adam Taurus talking)
A door leading down some stairs is opened to show a man with a white shirt that has a blood on it, his blood, with sweat pants and holding a sledgehammer in his left hand. He pauses at the top before walking down reminiscing the time he buried away his old life for a new one. He ends up walking down the stairs anway.
"I'm not mad at what you did Adam. If it was anyone else i would be ok with it, but this isn't any normal person. This is John Wick"
He walks down the stairs slowly showing no emotion on his face as he feels the weight of each step he takes. He knows that each step he is taking is leading him to a life that he thought he left behind. A life of death, danger, and the chance that he will never live another day.
"He did work for us on a couple jobs, a very long time ago. We called him Baba Yaga"
"The boogeyman?"
"Well, john wasn't exactly the boogeyman"
John removes a carpet covering a spot of a concrete floor. He knows that once he does this, he may never be able to come out of this life again. He pulls off the carpet comteley ready to go through with the path he has chosen, no not shoosen. He was given this path. He sets the sledgehammer on top of a section of concrete while holding the handle setting up a swing.
"He was the one who was sent to kill the fucking boogeyman"
John raises the sledgehammer and brings it down breaking off a little chunk of concrete.
"Oh"
"John was a man of focus,commitment, sheer will. Something you lack adam"
John began to break the concrete with every swing of his sledge hammer as he felt memories of his old life flashing in his mind after every swing. He felt his anger slowly rising with each swing.
"On a mission that involved escorting me to meet a new ally, it turned into an assassination attempt. I watched him kill three men in that bar with a pencil, with a fucking pencil"
John begins hitting the concrete with the sledgehammer with all his anger with the memories. All the blood on his hands, including his. He remembers the times he was shot, the times he was stabbed and tortured.
"Suddenly one day he came to us wanting help to leave this life over a woman of course.
John Wick takes one last swing destroying the concrete. He gets on his knees and begins to pull off the concrete covering a box that looks like it's been there for many years. He takes deep breaths as sweat falls down his forehead.
"so i made a deal with him. I gave him an impossible task. a job no one could have pulled off. The bodies he buried that day lade the foundations of what we are now. and then adam, a few days after his wife died. You steal his car and killed his fucking dog. You now will have a target on you back until you die by his hands. Are you prepared for that?"
"Then i will finish what i started"
"I know you will, and i wish you luck adam"
John opens the box finally after catching his breath. In the box there is some rows of gold coins, a black suit with tie. Along with an assault rifle, Shotgun, and a handgun with a easily concealable knife. He looks at the suit still showing no emotion knowing that he has taken the final step to returning to his old life.
Back in Mistral
Sienna Kahn sits in her throne after adam leaves to send a squad of White Fang specialist to try and kill john wick. I wave my hand signalling my guards to leave me alone. They leave the room to leave me to my thoughts. I close my eyes to think as i hear nothing, but i do feel a strong feeling. The feeling of someone that has lost a lot and has anger built up for a long time, and was now unleashed onto the world. I open my eyes realizing who's feeling i'm feeling.
"Baba Yaga has returned"
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The Boogeyman of Remnant
FanfictionJohn Wick, a retired hitman who left the life so he could be with his wife Helen wick. He puts his past behind to live a more honest life that doesn't involve killing anymore, but when his wife dies of a illness it leaves a dark hole that he cannot...