Emotionally Distant Russian Assassin famously known as the Blue Demon stumbles across John Wick the Boogeyman. John is hired to bring her to the High Table. Will John follow his duty or will he feel something real with her. Will John be able to brea...
Etta has been missing for 2 years. No one from the high table has heard from her since she departed to face off against the red Siege. People are beginning to forget the Russian Assassin. Even the ones who promised they would never..... —————————————————————— 2 years later.
"John there is a man in the grandola hotel , he stole from me. I need him to be eliminated immediately." Viggo says through John's car "I'm on it" John simply respond checking the distance from him and the Grandola hotel When he realises that it takes five minutes to get there he begins to speed up as his car zooms down the city.
Just as promised the Grandola hotel sits towering proudly above the other buildings. With a single glance John steps out of the building with a small black gun hidden under his jacket.
As he enters he can instantly tell that it is a busy place. Full of many criminal faces and some faces of civilians he has never seen before. Some eyes linger on him instantly knowing who he is.
As he scans the golden room full of walls of wines and champagne he finally spots the man he was looking for. In the corner with another bunch of men harassing any woman who walks by. Dirty bastards. The one John needs to kill is fat and ugly smoking a thick cigar an Italian.
John stares with determination as he makes his way towards the man not caring if it's in public but just to succeed with his mission. Suddenly a body crashes into him. He instantly plans to swivel around and attack his enemy who happens realise why he is there until he hears a soft female voice instead. "Ohh forgive me I'm so sorry!" She blurts out as John calmly looks over his shoulder to see a woman standing there. He is instantly taken a back. "It's alright." John responds after a long pause. As the woman stares up at him with large brown eyes similar to Etta's and medium lengthened hair similar to the colour of a warm honey with darker tints through the curls. However she was older. Closer to johns age to be exact however all that John could think of was that she was lovely. "No forgive me" he responds after a long pause of staring at her. "No It's honestly my fault I'm so clumsy. Even though I'm the only sober one out of all of my friends" she giggles A small smile stretches at the corner of Johns lips due to her sweet laugh. "Why is that?" He asks "Because I tend to get a little crazy." She whispers with wild facial expressions
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John laughs again not sure what else to say to her. "I'm Helen. and you are?" She asks He pauses for a moment yet again. Helen. "Helen" he repeats liking the sound of this woman's name. "Yeah" she shyly says through a smile. "And you are? If you don't mind me asking?" She shyly says "John." "Well I'm sorry again John. It was nice meeting you." She says as she slowly turns to walk away. But something in John refuses to let her walk away. "Would you like to have a drink with me Helen?" John suddenly asks feeling out of character with the strange yet mesmerising woman. She turns around as her eyes begin to sparkle with glee. "I would love that." She responds smiling up at him. John smiles back as the two head to a table together. John lingers over his shoulder to the very man he needs to Assassin at a table near bye. —————————————————————— Short chapter but soon all will be revealed. Especially what happened to Etta.
