Authors Note.
This is going to be the only Authors note that will be at the top of a chapter. First off welcome to the story my first story to be exact, reviews are welcome and if you want to discuss something you don't agree with and why I welcome PM on the subject.
Flames and I mean the message that doesn't describe why they believe what they say and insults myself or others will be removed.
Thirdly, this story takes place right after the end of John Wick, but all characters from John Wick Chapter 2 & 3 are canon.
Fourthly any other human language in the story was translated from English using Google Translate, so mistakes probably were made.
And finally, the action in the story and the thought patterns of John Wick is based on KTWizards story "A Man of Focus" with his permission. I highly suggest you check it out its one of the best stories I have ever read, now onto the story.
A man in a high-class suit with dark black hair salted with bits of grey continues to read a datapad, the room only illuminated by an orange and red glow given off by a dying star. He starts to take a drag of his cigarette as he watches a figure slowly appear before him.
"Commander, its good to see that your mission was completed even with the slight... complications that Warden Kuril gave you by withdrawing from our deal." Says the man, as he puts out his spent cigarette.
"Thank you, though I reckon you must be annoyed by losing the money you spent to acquire Jack TIM." Says a short dark black hair, clean-shaven man in black armour with a pair of white stripes and a single red stripe running down the right arm with the writing N7 on his chest.
"While it's unfortunate that Cerberus funds were wasted on Kuril. It's a sacrifice I am willing to make to ensure humanities safety among the Terminus and beyond Commander" States TIM otherwise known as The Illusive Man.
"I had EDI contact you for more than a debriefing Commander." Continued The Illusive Man as he slid a finger across his datapad to send a data package to a datapad of Miranda's, with an order to take it to Shepard.
"Recently someone that could be an asset has made themselves known once again in certain circles that Cerberus takes a keen interest in. The asset is a master marksman, an expert in Hand-to-Hand, he's one of the premier operatives in the Galaxy. Any other information you will need Miranda will have, do you have any questions Commander?" Finished The Illusive Man as he lit a new cigarette.
"Just one, what the operatives name?" Asked Commander Shepard.
The Illusive Man eyes start to give off a light glow as the new cigarette bud burns. "John Wick"
"Almost." States a man who according to the nameplate on his is named Abram Tarasov looking out his office window onto his workers moving everything he owns into cars and trucks to be ship out.
"Sir, with all due respect, are you sure this is our best option? I mean, why can't we just correct the problem?" Question one of his most trusted subordinates.
"Because my fuckin' nephew killed a dog." Abram depressingly states "And he stole a car. A car... which currently is among our inventory."
"So we're giving everything up for a car?" Once again questions the subordinate.
"It's not just a car. It is John Wick's car." Abram angrily states.
"Oh." The subordinate says while swallows deeply.
"Sir, why don't we just give it back?" Asks the subordinate.
While this conversation is going on a man in a black suit, his face shielded by darkness walks up to a door and unlocks it with a golden pass.
"He killed my nephew, my brother and a dozen of my men. Over his car and a puppy, and you... you think he will stop now?" Questions Abram.
"Sir, he's one man." Resumes the subordinate "Why don't we just eliminate him?"
"John Wick... is a man of focus" Starts Abram.
"Commitment... and sheer fuckin' will!" Finish Abram.
As he says this we see a worker light a cigarette and out of the darkness comes a man with dark hair, dark brown eyes and clothed in a black suit who covers the man's mouth with his hands while the cigarette still in his mouth. The dark hair man then snapping the worker's neck.
"He once killed three men in a bar..." Starts Abram in the office.
"With a pencil, I know. I've heard the story." Cuts in the Subordinate.
"With a fucking pencil!" Exclaims Abram in disbelief "Who the fuck can do that?"
"I can assure you that the stories you hear about this man if nothing else" Continues Abram "has been watered down."
Abram then spins his chair around and look back out the window seeing the final trucks leave. Then as he goes to get up the phone rings. Both men's heads snap to the phone. Abram slowly picks up the phone.
"Da? (Yes?)" Answers Abrams.
A voice comes through the other end and says "U tebya moya(You have my)... mashina. (Car.)"
The phone slips out of the Abrams hold as he whispers "Baba Yaga".
*BANG* a body slams into the ground after he is shot off an overpass. John ignores it, he still has five targets to take down.
*BANG* *BANG* two shots, one through the leg to expose the head and a second to the head, a confirmed kill.
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
John weaves in behind a large SUV allowing it to take the shots, glass shards soar overhead but he ignores it them, it isn't his focus. 2 hostiles, one armed with an M-4 Shuriken; 24 rounds per thermal clip, 3 round burst, low accuracy and high recoil but fast-firing.
The other armed with an M-3 Predator; 15 round a thermal clip, medium accuracy and recoil but lower power.
The Shuriken takes a moment to aim properly, a quarter of that for those that are well trained. What's left of Viggo's men are not well trained.
But that's just an advantage that John will take to win. Counting the shots from the Shuriken 14... 11... 8 John moves around the front half of the SUV *BANG* firing one shot into the left shoulder of the wielder of the Shuriken, lower his priority.
But John still has to focus, closing the distance John throws a palm into the throat of the Russian, grasping his wrist and forcing the gun in it to face the Russian on John's left.
John forces him to fire the gun, *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* unloading 6 of the last 8 rounds into the chest of the other Russian, possible kill but not confirmed.
Sweeping his leg behind the legs of the Russian in his grasp tripping him. John then spins his leg to knock the Russian gun out of his hands *BANG* then puts a round into his cranium.
The other had just started to turn as John finished the Russian, too slow thought John as *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* as John put two round each into one of the Russians heads.
*BANG* Fire one round into the skull of the downed Russian to his left confirming the kill, John continues to push forward.
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
Rushing behind a wall to hide from the income shots from the Russian's M-6 Carnifex. John peaks out and *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* fires 3 rounds into the last Russian, two to the thorax and one to the cranium.
The last of Viggo's loyal men took care of John proceeds up the stairs to his right. Entering the room, John comes face to face with Abram Tarasov, brother to Viggo Tarasov and Uncle to Iosef Tarasov.
"John Wick" Draws Abram "The Baba Yaga."
"Mir? (Peace?)" Replies John grabbing the bottle of Vodka and starts to pouring two shots.
"Mozhet li takoy chelovek, kak ty, znat' mir? (Can a man like you know peace?)" Suggests Abram.
"Pochemu net? (Why not?)" answers John.
"Huh," Says Abram grabbing the glass "Mir(Peace)"
Cheering, both John and Abram down their glasses. Putting the class down John turns and leaves but as he does Abram gives a parting shot "Priyatnogo vykhoda na pensiyu, (Enjoy your retirement) Mister Wick"
John looks back then turns and leaves.
"He's in his sixties!" Blurts Shepard in shock after reading a portion of this "John Wick's" file.
"Yes, 61 to be precise, with current medical technology most humans can live to be 150 Shepard." States Miranda Lawson second in command of Cerberus Lazarus cell and the Normandy SR-2 with a razed eyebrow.
"I know that Miranda, my point is most people retire from this lifestyle by that age." Response Shepard as they walk towards the S-2s Cockpit.
"He did, from what we understand he once again entered the lifestyle for an undiscovered reason, then he pursued his past associate and boss Viggo Tarasov and Viggo's son Iosef Tarasov." Responded Miranda.
"He proceeded to cut a bloody swath threw Viggo's men and his operations over 3 days, culminating in the death of Viggo, his son and over 70 of his men." Continued Miranda.
"I can see why TIM says he would be an asset." Muses Shepard, he must be very skilled thinks Shepard.
"TIM?" Questions Miranda in confusion.
"Something I have taken to calling The Illusive Man. The first letter of each part of his name T, I and M making TIM." Explains Shepard as they enter the cockpit.
"Commander, Miranda" Greets Jeff Moreau AKA Joker.
"Joker set a course for Earth we have a new team member to pick up" Orders Shepard.
"Oh, what is it this time? A Quarian Biotic or is it a Cyborg Turian Supersoldier?" Quips Joker.
"A formerly retired human hitman named John Wick" Answered Shepard.
"I suppose that is interesting enough. We will be at Earth in about 10 hours Commander" State Joker.
"Understood, EDI, I want Miranda and Garrus notified when we get into Sol" Commands Shepard.
"Understood Shepard, is that all you need?" Ask EDI the SR-2s AI
"Yes, that is all" States Shepard.
"Logging you out Shepard"
Disclaimer I don't own either John Wick or Mass Effect.
Well, that a wrap for the first chapter, this is where you can expect both review response and all following Authors notes to be.