Breaking Bad : Drug empire

What the hell is going on i was looking around i was currently in a barren dry tundra with a black pickup truck in tatters what was weirder was there was a man crawling in front of me with both his legs broken screaming in fear.

Looks like he just climbed out of his crashed car as i am staring at this bald headed man crawling desperately away from me . my memories suddenly emerge taking me aback. as i take in this whiplash on my brain all the information of my current situation comes rolling in.

I'm a Sicario working in the employ for the Juarez cartel my name is Salvador Guerrero and i am in the breaking bad universe i'm currently on orders from the Salamanca family or the current head Don Hector who i'm subordinate to although i'm in charge of most of the Salamancas trafficking operations near the USA border .

i was ordered too kill the man currently crawling senseless in front of me apparently he was a rat about to make a deal with the DEA to save his own skin not that the DEA could do much to the juarez cartel it ruled most of the mexicos trafficking operation anyway it wasn't like anyone would get arrested at most we would lose a few trafficking routes but the reason for killing this man called Juan Gonzalez was to send a message to any other informants to scare off the scurrying rats or potential rats.

I walk over to the crawling man with my gun in hand and walk over to the bald man and shoot him once in the head blood splatters all over the dirt road path apparently im supposed create an example out of him although it seems sensless to me but its best to listen to my bosses for now i take my axe and carve RAT on his chest satisfied with the message i turn to head back to my car its still early in the morning as my new body had been tracking him throughout the night and had found him in a remote motel I drive back to the motel and clean myself up and get my change of clothes on.

i'm meeting Don Eladio today he said that he needed to talk to me about something involving a new business venture .apparently im meeting a certain Chileain otherwise known as the one and only Gustavo Fring

As i drove into don Eladio mansion i walked in and saw several notable breaking bad characters don hector before the wheelchair Bolsa and most importantly Gus Fring i walk over to hector and he starts raving ''that Chilean freak'' hector spits loudly getting more agitated by the second he greets me with a curt nod still i walk over to the table to see hector pissing in don Eladios pool filthy animal i think to myself olsa walks past and says ''the boss will have your balls for that ''Bolsa says in an admounishing tone.

Hector retorts back sharply still pissing in the pool. ''what ,are you going to tell him huh Bolsa what about you chicken man .''Gus Fring and his partner sit awkwardly in their chairs not knowing how to respond or knowing the smartest thing to do is not to respond at all.

The silence is incredibly awkward I sit beside Bolsa and hector and then pass the tequilla already knowing whats about to happen taking my glass i drink taking in the current situation. hector is just staring at Gus and his friend max the tension is suddenly diverted to the boss of bosses don Eladio comes near the table by the pool.

The man is dangerous that is my first assumption of him from this bodies memories apparently he took over most of the trafficking and drug trade in mexico in his early 30's and has had a iron grip over mexico's drug trade since then.all that said in person he may seem friendly but you never really know where you stand with him as he walks over he gives me a look my new memories know the signal for I walk away with hector and take a cigarette out as I smoke I hear gus and his business partner pleading their case and as their voices die down I already know what is about to happen I watch in resignation as hector walks over and shoots max in the head when he falls to the ground gus rages at hector rushing at him I grab gus and slam him to the floor next to his now dead partner he stuggles as his partners blood slowly reaches his face I take no joy in this i mean its just not good business.

As Gus is on the floor smothered in his own friends blood in shock whilst being taunted by Don Eladio for the disrespect he has perceived onto himself by Gus and his now dead partner giving out samples to the cartel it showed a lack of respect in the bosses eyes this was in my eyes a stupid proposition anyway fear is not a good motivator in my eyes we should of killed both of them now the only thought in my mind is that i have made an enemy of the one man i wouldn't want to in this world Gustavo Fring.