I entered the main exchange and looked at the boar...

I entered the main exchange and looked at the board. Gold had taken a huge knock and nut shares were through the roof. Gold was one of my biggest assets, and that blow alone had cost me a sizeable fortune. He knew me, but I knew him better. I couldn't go straight for his big assets, but I knew his weakness.

I unlocked my phone and started trading. I moved some assets in from Europe and staged my attack. First I got world coffee derivatives off the ground with some large investments and then started buying up all the remaining nut shares on the MYX. Next, I got rid of a significant portion of my platinum shares, dropping the price significantly in Tokyo. This was my signal. I had told the friends I had made at the various exchanges about my hunt for Tomassi and that if platinum were to ever drop by exactly 3.1415 percent in one trade, it was the signal to execute the attack plan.

Traders from all over the world started doing their part. Tomassi fought back. He was gifted to be sure, a polymath: grand master chess player, a world class computer hacker, a musical prodigy, a big player in politics and most of all, the best trader the world had ever seen. He levelled the playing field with some timely purchases of fast food stocks and hit back with a massive sale of fishing futures. He exercised a few call options on cattle trades but I could see he was shaken. He didn't expect me to have back up.

I predicted the cattle trades and had a man in Turkey clean that mess up for me and waited for the cheese stocks to dip as I had predicted. Now, it was time to go for the jugular: Tomassi's tin stocks. I wield the one weapon I have left, my control of the South African gold fields and deliver a crushing blow to the MYX's overall price. Tin was falling. Tomassi knew something was wrong and was frantically pressing his phone's screen trying to fight back. I moved my corn futures in, did a complete fill of my bovine shares Then I took the tin futures.

Tomassi was reeling. He screamed "You son of a gun! You snake! I'll kill you!" I wasn't worried. Tomassi wielded a lot of financial, political and social power, but almost no physical power whatsoever. I looked at the massacre on the stock board in front of me. We had probably singlehandedly made and lost more traders money today than any other day in history, and who knows how the markets would react. The important thing was that Tomassi's 'megalomania had been put to an end and the markets were free once more.

I walked out of the MYX and breathed easy for the first time since 2004. As I stepped into the cab, I wondered if that was the last the world had seen of Tomassi.