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Dan smiled demonically as he witnessed the aftermath of his Ghostly Wail. Helicopters and military tanks - as well as the humans that dared to defy him - were all blown back by another mile! This was easy! he thought, a scowl soon crossing his face. Too easy. So easy it's not even fun anymore.

He would've been lying if he said he'd never wanted a resistance. Which, of course, was a deep fried in hell-fire lie. He longed for the challenge, enjoyed whoever tried to resist him -ghost or human. He knew he shouldn't have killed Valerie off so soon. And now all the fun of destroying the world was soon to end - eventually.

"Fuck!" He blasted the remainder of a building out of rage. If only there was one last (pitiful) human to make him earn his future. Someone who didn't have fear; nothing to lose; but would feel both of those things eventually. He wanted the fight of his life, someone who he could have fun with before utterly crushing them completely.

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"So, Dan wants a challenge, does he?" Clockwork sighed before changing the timeline. He went from world to world finally stopping at the New York continental, watching as a black haired man with a hideous bullet wound in his side fell on a few steps. Clockwork turned back time so that the man was about to reach for his pistol before announcing, "Time out!"

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John lifted his head up to see Winston, Caine, the tracker, and the rest of the people with him were frozen. Frozen in time. He sensed something was wrong and turned around in alarm, quickly grabbing the pistol.

"Peace, John Wick," replied a calm voice that made John (briefly) relax. Appearing before him was a pale-blue ghost with a purple hood, gentle red eyes, a lightning bolt marking on his right eye, and what seemed like a pendulem in the middle of his chest. "The future - my future - is in trouble. I want your help."

"Who are you?" John asked hesitantly, still aiming his pistol for the ghost's chest.

"I'm Clockwork," the ghost replied. "I'm here to offer you a chance at redemption."

"How?" John asked.

"I need the . . . Baba Yaga," Clockwork answered. "I have a very powerful enemy that I believe only you can deal with. End him. And I can reverse time so that your chance with Helen . . . will be forever. No more assassination. Just peace."

John hesitated for a long moment. This . . . guy was offering him a proper chance to be with his wife, if only he could be rid of this one person. He wouldn't have to kill anymore after that. No more John Wick, the Baba Yaga. He could finally be John Wick, the "loving husband". Stil . . .

"I'm retired," he said.

Clockwork sighed. "John Wick. Would you rather die as the Baba Yaga or as the loving husband?"

John's nod was followed by a response to Clockwork's offer. "Who do you want me to take out?"

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