Chapter-4 : Being Noice to others

Now all of it made sense, why I wasn't able to identify the world I was in, cause the only place I left unchecked was the underworld.

This was a world where the underworld was ruled by 12 families, the "High Table"

Yes, the person in front of me was 'The Boogeymen', John Wick.

My inner nerd was screaming with joy, I was a huge fan of the series, literally anyone who watched the series was a fan of it.

I controlled myself as I saw my status, the mission had been updated.

[Missions :

Task : Help John Wick against the High Table.

Remove the New York City from the influence of the High Table.

Reward : John wick world return card, you can return to this world whenever you want. ]

I got out of the car with the first aid kid, my [Doctor] card was enough to perform a delicate surgery, this was only a stab wound.

As I bent over to take a look at his face, he suddenly grabbed my collar while trying to say something "Yo....u....ge..hos...al..." but went unconscious in between.

I had to say, he looked very young, and exact copy of Keanu Reeves, like how he looked during the movie 'Matrix' just with a little stubble at his face.

I gave him the first aid and duct taped his wound shut temporarily and carried him back to my car.

Of course I didn't forget his phone, cause that would surely cause some trouble later if I did.

I drove him back to my 'House'.

I laid him on the table as I cleaned his wounds properly and sewed them shut.

He was pretty banged up, a couple of broken bones, a few stabs, cuts here and there and bruises all over.

After giving medicines to him, I laid down on the couch as I poured myself a glass of aged whiskey.

John wick was really the protagonist of this world, he had a dozen of yellow grade cards while all his most of his white cards were on max level of brightness.

Most of which were assassination related.

[Stealth] [Gun-Fu] [Will Power] [Focused Mind] [Brave heart] [Weapons mastery : firearms]

[Weapons mastery : cold weapons] [Survival Luck] and many more. All of these were yellow grade.

I removed the white cards in my storage slots to make space for the three cards [Stealth] [Gun-Fu] and [Survival luck], it wasn't everyday that a protagonist comes to your house giving his powers.

Stealth was self definitive, it allowed me to hide myself, even in plain sight, it gave me the ability to control my breath, reduce my heart beat, almost make no sound while moving, even faking death at some points.

Gun-Fu was the most important part of John Wick, It was the method of combining both Martial Arts and Firearms in a seemingly perfect and rhythmic pattern to make them exponentially deadly.

It was also the reason why John could defeat dozens of enemies with seemingly at eaze.

And the last [Survival Luck] was the definitive part of him being protagonist, it was the brightest yellow card I had seen till yet, it gave the ability to 'luckily' survive most fatal of injuries. In scenarios where most people will die, like a car crash, stabbing, shot at, heck, even falling from a building, he would most likely survive those.

Not only these, all his physical ability related cards too were bright white. Like [Trained Body] [Conditioned Physique] [Enhanced Senses : All], Most impressive of all was [Strong Body].

[Strong Body] was a culmination of strong : bones : muscles : tendons : skin, they overall increased the force One could apply while increasing the defense up a notch.

From what I had seen till now, white was the limit for all physical ability related cards, it meant that white was the physical ability cap for this world, while yellow was for other type of cards.

Now that I knew what my goal was, and what I should do, I started devising my plans.

From what I see, current time should be the ending of the first John Wick movie, meaning that in a few days, Santino D'Antonio would approach John to compel him into killing his sister for keeping his end of the promise.

But he will betray John soon afterwards and put a hefty bounty on his head.

Which will eventually led John to haunt him like the Boogeyman he is and kill him finally on Continental grounds.

To save wick, Winston will delay his excommunication by an hour, which would finally lead the high table's decision to forcefully retire him, which would cause him and John to fight against the Table.

Not only Winston, but also the Bowery King was unhappy with the table, so they can play a significant part in my mission.

But for all that to happen, I would have to wait till the time John is excommunicated.

And that time was near, only a couple of weeks or so, I have to complete my preparations as it would become clusterfuk once the hunt started.

I kept running different scenarios in my mind and soon I fell asleep.

I woke early next morning as I had much work to do.

Checking the condition of my 'guest', I gave him some medicines and left for my 'work', Today I was going to receive my 'heavy weapons' that I ordered.

More like weapons of mass destruction, there were Rocket launchers, Javelin surface to air missiles, stingers, Grenade launchers, miniguns, and a shit ton of ammo.

I was really paranoid about this world turning out to be a zombie apocalypse world, guess I went a little overboard, but it was all fine, and considering that I was against the high table, this all seemed OK.

And surprisingly, this time, instead of minions that usually came, it seemed like boss also came today.

I got off my Van as a slightly overweight black man approached me

"You, mister Bobby, are my new favourite customer, so much so that I am here myself, and know it, the Bowery king doesn't meet with someone so easily!" He said as walked towards me caressing a white pigeon in his hands.

This was none other than the Bowery king, I was unknowingly buying guns and ammo from his minions all along, I hadn't search much into the underworld till now.

"It was an honor doing business with you, I didn't knew you were the one selling the 'snacks' till now, so, do you have what I ordered? " I asked as I looked towards the van behind him.

"Yes, the 'snacks', but this time you ordered a full course menu, with extra 'seasoning' too, I had to take some pains for it... " he said as I cut him in between "You should have taken pains, after all, I am offering thrice the market price."

"Yes, yes, the money, that's what drives people to work harder than usual, here, your 'food' is in the van, I suppose cash again?? "

He said as he threw a key towards me, I catched it as I walked to the van and opened its back, I got inside and checked all the weapons thoroughly, everything was brand new and in top condition.

The Bowery king was just the broker between me and the selling party, which was unknown to me, nor that it mattered.

"May I ask, for what do you need this much 'food' for? You can 'feed' an army with that much??"

After doing my inspection, I took a key from my pocket as I threw it towards him, it was the key of the van I came here in, it had all the money inside.

"I would like to talk to you in private Mr...

"Morpheus, my friends call me Morrell" he said

'Whoah, what a coincidence..' I thought as I continued speaking "Yes, I would like to speak to you in private"

He looked at me for a bit as he motioned his minions to leave.

"So what do you want to talk about Mr Bobby..."

"Just call me Bobby, and the reason I want to talk in private is because of the High table"

His eyes gained a sudden focus as he let the pigeon in his hands go

"what about it?" he asked.

"I got to know, that the table and it's seats are changing, and many people are upset because of the pressure the table is putting on its 'legs' is increasing, so, they are planning to change the legs soon.

Tell me, how long do you think it will take till the 'leg' is changed" I said as I smiled a bit.

He looked at me for a few seconds and contemplated something in his mind.

"What does that have to do with you??" he asked intently.

"I'll cut to the chase, I want the table out of New York, forces in the city are too divided up that outsiders are taking advantage of it, I want the power to remain here, inside New York.

Not in hands of people sitting on a high profile seat in some distant corner of the world."

"Hahahaha, Bobby, your ideas are funny, but I like them, so what do you think I should do?" He asked while smiling

"What you need to do is, call this number when you think you need me, I am more resourceful than you think" I said as I gave him my number and got into the van full of 'Food' and left the place.

Returning to my villa, I parked the van inside and took all the weapons out.

Now was the time to set up the whole defense system and complete it.

Two hours, it took a whole two hours to set everything up, the miniguns went to the roofs of first floor, attached to an automated attack system that I designed, these things to fill a car with holes in a few seconds.

Then I changed the the attacking software of the javelins to make them like normal launch missiles, which were fired by an app on my phone or my computer, and in range of 2.5 Km, I can shoot everything with it, on air or on land, it's firepower was unquestionable.

Finally, the grenade launchers and stingers were kept at my house IF somehow I needed them, I would place two more in my car once it's finished.

I was drinking a coffee as I received a notification on my phone, 'Looks like my 'guest' is awake'

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