The Wicked Hotel
Do whatever you like in a hotel full of celebrities!
Chapter 1
by 
vinaren
John Wick was a nerd. Well, maybe that word was too harsh, but he did spend more than 10 hours per day watching TV.
When he failed the university exam, his father was angry and kicked him out of the house. He had to live in a poor apartment, trying to find a job, but no company accepted his application. On his 19th birthday, he didn't have enough money to have a proper meal, so he spent all to buy a biscuit and a candle. When blowing the candle, he made a wish:
I wish to have as much money and women as I like.
The next morning, a bell rang woke John up. He picked up the phone.
"Hello, are you John Wick?"
"Yes, I am. Who are you?"
"I'm the lawyer of your uncle, Gru Wick."
"I never heard that I have an uncle. Are you sure that you don't call the wrong number?"
"Was yesterday your 19th birthday?"
"Yes."
"Then you're the right person. In his will, Mr. Wick named you as his heir and wanted you to inherit his life achievement, the Wicked Hotel. You need to be at Hollywood tomorrow to complete the procedure."
"But... I don't have any money."
"I already booked a flight for you. A taxi will come and carry you to the airport."