Pablo’s Cartels are the Enemy

My name is San Francisco and I once had a peaceful life. One young kids never think about and elders laugh at. I was a father with three children and married to the most beautiful woman ever, Elissa. Elissa is my partner for life, or at least she was. We met many years ago at a bar. I was young back then, in my 20s gambling on poker and drinking at the bar. 

One day, Elissa, who looked to be about the same age as me at the time, came up to me and started talking to me. I didn’t think much of it at the time but I caught her eye. Later that night, I met up with her and took her to a barrel of flowers kept by the local church. The night kept on going as my mind, once filled with poker chips and wine, turned into how we could fall head over heels with each other. The day I met Elissa, my wife, was the day I found someone in the world who could anchor me down and stop me from drowning in all the chaos. 

We had three children Teddy, Eddy, and Freddy. The three of them are my pride and joy. All three are grown now. Teddy plays baseball like he has held the ball and bat in his hand since birth. Eddy is a swimmer and had competed in the state championship when he was in his senior year of high school. Freddy is an artist. He writes day and night about the mundane in life and publishes it to the world. 

However, all of this is in the past. Nearly ten years ago, on a cloudy night Pablo Escobar’s drug cartel came to seek revenge. They came for stolen money but more specifically, poker chips. Before our wedding, I was short on cash and almost couldn’t afford Elissa’s webbing dress. That was until something magical happened. Out of nowhere, a figure appeared out of nowhere as if they had synthesized out of thin air. The figure seemed to resemble a tall person decorated in a suit accompanied by a fancy pink boa. Above the suit’s breast pocket was a name tag with the name “Jungkook” written over it. “JUNGKOOK FROM THE HIT KOREAN POP BAND BTS?” I screamed. Back then I never thought I would see BTS outside of my television box. After calming myself from all the shock, I noticed a whole tray of poker chips all worth $10,000 dollars each in Jungkook’s hand. He ushered me to hold the tray and a note which told me to cash these out immediately. I thanked him for the gift as he disappeared just like how he arrived. After that day, I was $600,000 dollars richer and never seen in the Escobar casino ever again. 

Years later they came back for revenge by shooting a bullet through her right lung. At that moment, my whole perception of reality became twisted and evil with my only goal to find the man who killed the love of my life. Then, another figure appeared one that I knew was a bad sign. A hunched, short woman ran into the hallways of my home and entered each of my children’s rooms. I didn’t know whether to chase the assassin who shot Elissa or to go after the witch who was coming for my children. In half a second, I made the decision to go after the witch and in that amount of time, I saw Jungkook running with me as he handed me a handgun. Both Teddy and Eddy’s doors were opened and the only one left was Freddy’s. As I slammed the door open, Faced the witch who was turning my youngest child Freddy into a ghost. I gasped in shock as I saw my once mortal son become untouchable. Tears rolled down my eyes as I raised the handgun and completely plastered the witch into smithereens. 

Jungkook then started walking towards me and then into me. He merged into me and we became one. As we merged, I felt a rush of energy running through every ligament of my body and new power replacing my sore spots. Jungkook’s powers of synthesizing and teleportation now became my own powers as I regained a grip on reality. I created a safety bubble for all three of my children and a funeral for my late wife. After mourning, I swore to use my newfound powers to defeat Pablo Escobar’s cartel and anyone else who dared to hurt my family. With newfound power and Jungkook with me, I knew there was no stopping my mission for the decimation of the dangers of the cartel.

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