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John Wick: My Phantom Troupe

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Placed in the world of John Wick. A world filled with killers on every corner, each trying to make a name for themselves. Oliver, with the aid of his system, will rise through the world of killers and become a force even the high table fears.
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Chapter 1 - The Continental

{A/N: Welcome, I hope you enjoy this story. I just wanted to skip the beginning where the MC is confused. Tutorial bit since I already had to do it for my other novels}

Staring out before him, Oliver looked upon the building he had seen many times in the movies. The building is a safe haven for all those who follow the rules, yet a death sentence for those who break them. 

(The New York Continental...This is still surreal.) Oliver thought with a slight smile

Straightening off his black coat and skull mask, he opened the doors and walked into the building. 

Stepping into the beautifully designed building filled with patrons and a silent atmosphere, Oliver began walking towards the front desk. As he did, he received strange looks from nearby people who brushed him off. 

"...Good evening, sir, welcome to the continental," spoke a dark-skinned gentleman in a well-tailored suit with rounded glasses. 

(Charon...one of my favorite characters from the movies...I will make sure he survives this time around.) Oliver, though, seeing the concierge

"Hello, one room please for the next week," Oliver said, his voice distorted by the mask as he handed Charon four golden coins.

(All the coins I got from the starter gift...had to use them at some point) Oliver though

"Very well, sir...Your room will be 315, I hope you enjoy your stay at the Continental," Charon replied, handing Oliver a room key.

"Thank you also, is Winton still the manager?"

"Yes, management has yet to change." 

"I see...Well, thank you," Oliver replied, picking up his bag and walking towards the elevator.

After a brief elevator ride, Oliver arrived at his room. Locking the door, he placed his bag down and opened it to reveal clothing, weapons, and a few devices. Picking one of them up, he pressed the button before laying it on the counter.

[Room is now secured] spoke a robotic voice as a screen appeared before him

"Good...now I can breathe," Oliver sighed, taking off his mask, revealing a young man with short, neatly trimmed black hair and pale white skin that most would call ghostly. 

Placing the mask on the bed, Oliver sat on it and opened up his system to collect his rewards. 

{Shadow Syndicate System}

{Host has completed Mission}

{Go to the Continental: Difficulty: F(Grade)}

{Reward: +1 Golden Summoning Ticket/+10 Gold Coins/+1 Rare Random Skill Ticket}

"Use the skill ticket," Oliver spoke, taking off his jacket, revealing his black turtle neck. 

{Rare random skill ticket used}

{New Skill: Tracking [Lv:1/10]}

"Open Status,"

{Status}

Name: Oliver Hargraves

Age: 20

Condition: Fine

Health: 100/100

Fatigue: 0

Strength: 11

Agility: 10

Dexterity: 11

Intelligence: 12

Skill(s): Sharp-Shooter[Lv: 1/10] Driving [Lv:1/10] Tracking [Lv:1/10]

Equipment: Bullet-Proof Trenchcoat[Durability: 100/100] Kevelar Turle Neck[Durability: 100/100] Voice Distortion Mask[Durability: 100/100] Beretta 87 Target[Durability: 100/100]

"Now I can finally get started, but before that..." Standing up, Oliver walked over to his suitcase and picked up a laptop

Walking over to his desk, he opened it and began reviewing all the open contracts.

[Viktor Kervesnov]

[Bounty: $250,000]

[Set by: Ruska Roma]

[Alicia Redwood]

[Bounty: $175,000]

[Set by: Camorra Family]

[Stephen Golds]

[Bounty: 45,000$]

[Sey by: Tarrence Wells]

...

"Hmm, there are quite alot...I should start slow...Maybe I can use Mr.Gold as a warm-up," Oliver spoke as he accepted the quest.

"But first time for my first associate," Oliver said with a smile, holding the golden summoning ticket.

Ripping the ticket, a bright golden light filled the room, blinding Oliver for a moment before it began fading away. 

Now standing before him was a young woman dressed like a maid, with purple hair tied in low pigtail braids and square bangs hanging over her eyebrows, blue eyes, sharp canine teeth, large rimmed glasses, and a cross necklace.

{Rosarita Cisneros(Roberta)}

Strength: 15

Agility: 14

Dexterity: 17

Intelligence: 15

Skill(s): Sharp Shooter[Lv: 8/10] Tracking[Lv.9/10] Stealth[Lv.10/10] CQC[Lv:7/10] Weapons Mastery[Lv:8/10] Espionage[Lv:9/10] Desguise[Lv: 6/10]

"Hello, master Hargraves, I hope to be of service to you," Roberta said with a bow.

"Yes, I expect great things...Also, just call me, Mr.Hargraves...I don't feel comfortable being called master," Oliver replied

"As you wish, Mr.Hargraves...Do you have any commands?" Roberta asked

"Yes we ahve a target his name is Stephen Gold...Take that equipment in the suitcase and wear it. Anytime we are not in this room or a private setting, you will call me Morten, and you will go by Vixen. Do you understand?" Oliver explained

"Yes, I understand," Roberta said, walking over to the suitcase.

As Oliver continued looking through the bounty list, he could see from the corner of his eye that Roberta was changing into her new gear. As she took off her dress, Oliver noticed that she was more muscular than he had expected, and he body had scars all over. 

Forcing his wondering eyes to focus on the screen, he waited until she was done getting dressed before he turned around. 

Now facing her, he saw that she was dressed in a black leather suit, like a black widow, with a new maid's dress primarily black. Like Oliver, she also had a mask, but this one only covered the top part of her face, exposing her mouth alone. She also wore a chest gun holster with twin Sistema Colt Modelo 1927s and her suppressed Barrett M82A1 anti-material sniper rifle on her back in a black case. 

"I am ready, Mr.Hargraves," Roberta spoke her voice as calm as ever.

"Good, let's begin our first hunt," Oliver said, putting back on his coat and mask while grabbing a small case that held his CAR 816.