"I am the big boss of the high table and owns it." He read on his phone.
"Where are we now, boss?" Dobby asked.
"I think we are in John Wick and from the look of that tent. We are in the 3rd part. Let's go and see what's happening there."
He walked on the sand. Alexander and Dobby were both in their usual Jedi Robes. When they reached the tent a guard pointed his gun at him.
Alexander just took out a coin carved out of a big diamond. It was his identity token as the owner of the High Table.
"Forgive me for my insolence, King," the guard said and opened the curtain for him to enter. The King was his title as the owner of the high table.
He entered the nice tent and saw the Elder sitting on a nice cushioned chair. In front of him, John Wick was kneeling.
Just as he entered, Alexander waved his hand and turned the Elder into a goat.
John Wick quickly took out his gun and pointed at Alexander. Then he realized what he just saw.
"What did you do?" He asked weakly. Still weakened from his trek in the desert.
Alexander checked John Wick's sins.
||John Wick - Category 2
Murder - 1,267
Sin percentage - 48%(reduced from 59% for saving 20,789 puppies)||
~no wonder he'd go to such lengths to avenge his dog~
"I am the King. People in your kind of business might have heard about me. Though most of you dismiss the idea that there could be someone owning the high table." Alexander introduced himself.
John looked at the old man in front of him. He had also heard rumors of there being a king but dismissed it as bored men's blabbering.
"What did you do to him?" He asked.
"Haha... Son, there are some things in the world that are better left unknown. Trust me, you don't want to involve yourself in my business. Now, tell me why did you seek this goat?" Alexander said, pointing at the Elder.
"I-I want another chance. I am ready to work under the table again." He replied.
"Hmm, why? You didn't do anything wrong after all. Isn't it Santino D'Antonio's fault that this has happened? He broke the rules and faced the consequences. Sure, you killed him on continental grounds, but still. The high table created the problem by itself. So, I can give you another chance to retire and live like you always wanted to, but before that, you'll be joining me in removing the whole organization of the high table and the continental." Alexander calmly stated.
He was shocked by what he was hearing and even more shocked by what he was being asked to do.
"Why?"
"Well, because I want it that way. I am a good guy, Mr. John. I don't like killing people. The High Table was created in ancient times to provide security to the rich but now they provide a means to murder. It's really going against the founding principles. So, it must be removed." He explained.
John nodded. He knew that the organization was very old but not its founding principles. Actually, Alexander was just bullsh*tting. No one could retort anything he said after all.
"I'll be honored to work with you." John stood up.
"Haha...good man. Now follow me." Alexander said and walked out of the tent.
As soon as they were out, Alexander pointed his finger at the tent and burned it down. Including all the people and the goat/elder.
John just quietly looked at the magic. Not asking as he doesn't want to involve himself in any more mess.
Alexander took out the anywhere door. As soon as he opened it he was greeted by city noises. Cars, trucks, and pigeons.
John also followed in after Dobby. His jaw nearly fell when he realized where they were.
Like the women working in the administration branch.
Then he looked at John Wick. "You are free now. Stay away from trouble, will you? Also, take this puppy and care for him."
John nodded to his advice and took the husky puppy lovingly.
Alexander flew away to the market. His job was done in the world and he'd be gone in 15 minutes. And that is exactly how much time he had for his shopping spree.
He bought anything and everything. Cars, tanks, planes, ships, toys, seeds, liquor, clothes, guns, movies, etc. The reason being that he didn't know where he'd end up next. It could be an advanced or medieval world.
Soon, he quickly sent Dobby into the pocket dimension and he went through the same experience.
...
*BOOM*
Sleeping Alexander woke up.
"What the hell Dobby, what happened?" Alexander yelled.
"Boss, we've been shot. We're losing altitude. I have dealt with the pursuers though," Dobby replied from the pilot's seat.
They both were currently inside a B-29 bomber aircraft. There were just two of them. Alexander was in a military uniform with 2 stars on each shoulder. Signifying his rank of Major General. Dobby had a silver eagle on his shoulders signifying his rank of Colonel.
They were both headed to New York from Egypt. He was going back because of a certain secret experiment that was soon to be done.
*SPLASH*
The plane crashed in the Mediterranean sea. Alexander and Dobby swam out.
"Well, what do we do boss?" Dobby asked.
"Argh... Well. Let's just swim to the shore. At least that will give the gorilla some time to tell everyone what we've been up to since the time we arrived in this world." Alexander spoke and started swimming.
"Okay, Boss. Swimming is good for your health anyway." Dobby swam near him.
But then Alexander had an idea, "Hey, let's race. Whoever reaches the shore first, wins, and the loser will cook for the next whole month."
"But we don't even know which direction to go."
"Doesn't matter, we're in the Mediterranean sea. Let's just choose a random direction. We'll eventually end up on some shore."
"Alright, let's do this then." Dobby accepted the challenge.
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