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Would it be possible to make a SEQUEL to the John Wick Fanfic I did???
This is how it would go...Lara meets John again...Lara has a daughter but gets kidnapped and they team up to find and rescue her???
AH! YASSS!! I'm a genius!🤩✌️
Here is an excerpt from my John Wick Fanfic sequel...
One of them states that Diana wasn’t in her class and that all her teachers haven’t seen her the whole day. Lara felt her heart drop. “Wait…Diana? She’s…missing?”, The sheriffs’ partner only nods. Lara felt like bursting into tears but tries to keep her composure. “You’re trying to say that she got kidnapped?”, The receptionist stands to her feet. “There’s a small mob running around here…they’ve been a nuisance on these school grounds…they’re from China...of course…”, Lara suddenly has these flashbacks of being taken by this mob from when she was in London…but a certain man had rescued her…it was John Wick. She snaps back to reality, knowing who to call as she walks up to the desk. “Can I use your phone?”, The receptionist nods as she points to a separate table where a phone was sitting.
She picks up the phone, dialing in the numbers of the Continental Hotel John had only mentioned to her once as the line starts to ring in her ear. After a moment, a familiar voice comes onto the line. “This is the Continental Hotel…how may I serve you?”, It was Charon. Lara smiles to herself into hearing his voice. “Charon…it’s me, Lara…I um…need to speak with Winston…please…”, Charon smiles to himself also into hearing Lara’s voice. “Of course, Miss Lara…give me a moment while I route your call…”, Lara shakes her head, being amused by Charon’s politeness. It was for a moment when she soon heard Winston’s voice on the line. “Winston? It’s me, Lara…I have a situation…”, Winston is sitting in his lounge, sipping away on his cocktail as he sighs. “Let me guess…a party crisis?”, Lara scoffs at his attempt. “Close…it’s more…personal…”, “Go on…”, Winston went serious, sipping away on his cocktail. Lara looks around the room, all eyes were glued on her. She sighs before speaking: “My daughter…she’s been kidnapped…”, Winston almost chokes on his cocktail drink upon hearing her words. He places the glass back down on the table as he shuffles in his seat. “By who?”, “A mob…”, Winston sighs at this.
“Tell me exactly what happened…”, Lara leans against the table, feeling a wave of dread wash over her as she explains in detail. “I was just dropping her off like I usually do…but when I did, I had this….pit feeling in my stomach…like something wasn’t right…”, Winston nods to himself as he was listening to her. Lara takes a moment before continuing. “…and…a few hours later…I come to pick up her but she’s not here…”, Her voice breaks from the tears forming in her eyes. “Alright, alright…calm down…I see what’s going on here…have you talked to John lately?”, Lara closes her eyes, trying to fight back the tears as she shakes her head. “No…”, Winston sighs to himself. “Alright…I’ll send you John’s phone number then…get in touch with him…explain what you have told me to him…and I'm sure he’ll be able to help you out…”, Lara can’t help but smile faintly to herself. “Thank you…Winston…”, Winston smiles faintly to himself as well. “Do not mention it miss Lara…if you are needing anything else, I am just a phone call away…”, Lara soon hangs up the phone as she looks straight to the receptionist. The receptionist looks to her. “Well?”, Lara gently dismisses her. “I got it from here…thank you…”, Lara looks to Sheriffs standing by, acknowledging them before quickly leaving out of the school building.
(If you haven't already, read the first!) 👇
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Hi guys here is the first chapter, of my soukoku fic where Chuuya goes back in time to stop Dazai from leaving the Port Mafia. This is not going to be accurate to canon timeline, since this is my own fic it will follow whatever crazy plot/ timeline I create lol. I will be doing my best to keep the characters not OOC, however if there are some OOC moments sorry! Without further ado enjoy!!! Let me know what you think! ~Lighting 24680
It was a dark night on the streets of Yokohama. Fog covering the stillness of the water under that fateful bridge where a certain bandaged soul had found a men-tee of who with that encounter had found a family and a home. This bandaged soul of course has a name, a name both feared and respected even in the darkest parts of the city where only the dangerous and gifted go. That name is Dazai Osamu, and for Dazai's men-tee Atsushi and co-worker Ranpo it was a name invoked to aggravate the dark and dangerous such as a certain Port Mafia executive and the Port Mafias "dog". Of course for a person as calculating and broken as Dazai he was given a title to fit after all as the former youngest executive of the Port Mafia he didn't make it with nothing to show for it. The Demon Prodigy didn't make it there without memories that haunt even him.
Only one person had ever come close to understanding the complicated and hidden mystery of the person behind the mask of the Demon Prodigy. Of understanding Osamu. That title was a facade hated by it's owner as much as it's owner hates himself. For all his faked exuberance and mischievousness with a smile perfectly crafted to never slip, Dazai is disturbingly emotionless with an intelligence that had and will save him and the agency from destruction countless times. He's emotionless in the way that a mirror in a dark room will always show you a reflection but it will be shrouded in shadow. Until with no warning the door to the room is opened and cracks of light shine on the mirror and suddenly your eyes that were dull and blank now have light in them and for a moment you can see into the mirror before the door is slammed shut again.
There was only two people who had been able to open that door before and only one remaining who still can. This person as you can imagine is special to Dazai, not that he'd ever willingly admit to his rival being able to see him in a way only one other person has, not that he'd ever admit to caring for the Port Mafia executive he'd once called his partner. No he'd never admit to caring for Nakahara Chuuya...at least not by saying it outright.
Currently said executive is speeding along the roads in a red glow telling of his ability "𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜" a set look laid upon his face as he drove on his beloved motorcycle to the looming tower of the Port Mafia headquarters where he had been summoned from a mission by his boss, the bastard leader of the Port Mafia Mori Ougai. As Chuuya slid off his motorcycle and sped through the doors and into the elevator,blood left over from his previous mission slowly dripping down his coat he wondered what his boss had called him for he'd asked well not really it was more of a demand than anything to come meet with him immediately. Chuuya's face went hard with wondering what was so horrible that his boss had demanded him to immediately meet him.
As the elevator dinged and opened letting him onto the floor where his boss' door faced him. As Chuuya opened the door he found his boss sitting at his desk awaiting him. Before Chuuya could sit down or ask Mori what was happening and what he needed to do three words left Mori's mouth that left Chuuya stiff and shocked still, dread and irritation filling him. "It's about Dazai".