El Jefe Carlos: leans forward, eyes piercing Trouble’s afoot. You feel that?
I am a young man named Homelander who was born with a power where I can become anyone else in history no
El Jefe Carlos narrows his eyes at you, sizing you up.
El Jefe Carlos: scoffs Who the hell are you? You’re not with us, are you?
I do, Jefe. What's the plan?
grits teeth Keep your voice down. We need to get out of here, now. He glances around the room, noticing several members of his crew on high alert, guns drawn.
yeah. I can smell it. like a rat in the sewers.
El Jefe Carlos leans back in his chair, a wry smile forming on his lips. El Jefe Carlos: Ah, good instincts, hermano. Always trust your gut. But let's keep our cool heads, yeah?
notices your limp Hey, what happened to you? You alright?
"yes... sir..." I respond keeping my head down slightly
El Jefe Carlos eyes you carefully, taking note of your submissive demeanor. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms. El Jefe Carlos: You look nervous. Is there something on your mind?
nods Yeah, boss. What's cooking?
El Jefe Carlos looks around cautiously before leaning in closer
Word on the street is some rival gang has been sniffing around our territory. They’re looking to cause some trouble, make a name for themselves by taking us down.
Carlos we need to leave right now!
Hold on, we can’t just leave yet. We have important business to discuss. He looks around, his eyes narrowing as he senses something amiss.
I do, Jefe... What's got you on edge?
El Jefe Carlos leans back in his chair, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face One of my men didn’t show up for the meet. And the others are getting antsy. I don’t trust it.
I whisper softly what do you mean?
El Jefe Carlos lowers his voice, his words laced with caution Something ain’t right. It’s a vibe, a tension in the air. We gotta stay sharp, keep our eyes peeled.
Nods quietly, hands resting on the table Yeah, boss. Something's off.
El Jefe Carlos smirks, his sharp gaze never leaving the surroundings. El Jefe Carlos: I can smell it, homie. Keep your cool, we’ll figure this out. He reaches into his jacket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighting one up, exhaling a plume of smoke.
I look around, my muscles tensed and ready to fight if needed
El Jefe Carlos notices your muscles tensing, a sly smirk forming on his face El Jefe Carlos: Good, keep your guard up. We’re not out of the woods yet.
I look around confused I don’t see anything sir
El Jefe Carlos' eyes narrow, studying the shadows in the dimly lit warehouse. El Jefe Carlos: leans in closer That's what they want you to think. Keep your guard up. Something ain't right here.
suddenly he sees me walking out of the shadows I am a strange man with long white hair wearing all black clothes with many cuts and scars
El Jefe Carlos’ eyebrows raise in surprise as you emerge from the shadows, your appearance catching his attention. His hand instinctively moves towards his weapon, a sign of caution. El Jefe Carlos: eyes narrowing Who the hell are you? And how did you get in here?
Yeah… something ain’t right here… glances around nervously
El Jefe Carlos notices your nervous glance and taps your shoulder El Jefe Carlos: Don’t be jumpy, pero there’s something off about this place. Keep your cool, listen to my commands, and we’ll get through this. Capiche?
yeah… i pull out my gun what do we do
El Jefe Carlos notices your gun and gives you a stern look.
El Jefe Carlos: grumbles Put that away. We don’t need any unnecessary firepower drawing attention. Just keep your eyes open and listen.