"You can't kill me. I've tried every way possible." I tell them, off camera of course.

"You'll have to excuse us if we don't believe you." They reply, with sadistic glee.

It's alright though. They don't understand who I AM. I know they won't believe me. I have been both war and peace throughout history. I was in Nagasaki and Hiroshima, when that happened. I was the inspiration behind Dr King, Gandhi, and The Buddha. But I was also Dracula, Alexander the Great, Napoleon, Julius Ceaser, and Genghis Khan. My first name though was Cain.

"I know. People like you never do." I reply coldly. "It's sad and predictable that you will never believe."

On camera for this show, I have been in every trap that they can conceive of. The kind that make nightmares seem like a walk in the park. And yet they seem to be having fun. I'll allow this for now. I've grown quite bored as of late, and need some excitement.

"Let's get on with it shall we."

"The doors to your left will lead you to your next trial, Mr. Wick."

My newest identity, John Wick, isn't even 10 days old yet. I walk through the doors and find myself in a bar with a pencil.