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I am the supplier

🇺🇸FatherGun
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FBI CIA, INTERPOL, ANY GOVERMENT AGENCY READING THIS IS JUST A BOOK!!!!THIS NEVER HAPPENED NOR AM I WILLING TO DO THIS, THIS IS JUST A STORY!!! Working a nine to five job was not it for me. And the universe could somehow tell as I reincarnated back to my childhood with one tiny detail or multiple major things, I have a system that can spawn anything. I always dreamed of becoming a mob boss by my influence around me. Need weapons? I got it. The best hack software? That would cost you Need not so friendly drugs? I have it The FBI and major government, organizations and powers around the world either want two things with That’s either me in handcuffs or a supply. It doesn’t matter what kind of scum you are, I can get anything you want but there’s just one thing I don’t do, and that’s Human Trafficking. (cover art not mine, if the person who made it wants to take it down I will gladly do so.)

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Chapter 1 - Black Notice

2071 September 6, Mexico, Sinaloa 

 [5:34] 25° 49' 21" N. 108° 13' 18" W.

Mexico was a beautiful place with some of the best, if not the best, food in the world as the blazing heat of the sun made it enjoyable for it to eat with some spices, an opinion for most people.

Out in a village stood a restaurant that served some of the best Mexican dishes known to man but thanks to its remoteness location, only its towns people knew as it was oddly closed.

But if looked from outside, many people of the town could see many luxurious cars and SUVs out side the place.

They even saw a helicopter ontop of the building with weapons on the side of it. But what most stood common was that all of these vehicles were painted black. 

Expect for two cars and the helicopter. 

Inside the restaurant, one could see many men armed while an occasional fan blew in their direction, due to the scorching heat. Faint music could be heard in the native language as in the middle of the restaurant, sat two important individuals.

"You know what's the best thing about delivering things to people like you Mrs. Cruz?" A young kid in his teenage years said while drinking a refreshing drink. He looked in front of him to see a beautiful Mexican women with curves in the right places and huge assets with a seductive lip.

The women arched her eyebrows as she wore sun glasses to cover her brown pupils while holding onto a purse.

Her elegant posture compared to the kid sitting across from her was very different as the kid had his legs on the seat while squatting down to eat.

"It's that I get to meet all kinds of people." He said while shoving a taco down his throat as the women looked stoic. The kid kept eating, seeing her with no expression as he sounded carefree in a restaurant with all her man armed with heavy machine guns. 

Two big burly guys stood behind her each with military grade uniforms that were hid underneath their suits. 

"I am a god! Your very desire I can grant them! Anything you want I give it to you!" The kid madly said as his mood suddenly changed with him laughing as his red tinted sunglasses with his abnormal long tongue with teeth's sharper than usual, made him look like a madman as he associated himself to a god.

"Of course except with god, I give said wishes, in exchange with my own god, the god of money. That or your life." His chuckles made her remember a very American movie that was to her liking. She couldn't remember the name of the movie but all she knew was that it revolved around a man with a huge red smiling face.

The women only scuffed as she heard rumors of this so called person. He was a person who everyone wanted to meet for only two reasons, either they wanted him dead or wanted something from him.

But what everyone could say, was that this kid, was unlike a sane person. He was in fact, crazier than some people in the psyche ward. 

Even though the room was filled with her men, she still felt uneasy seeing the kid known as Adam, or known by his nickname, Prometheus, a Black level notice of interpool and known by all world governments.

Yep you heard it right, interpool made a specific notice just for how dangerous he was, more specifically, how dangerous the things he had. 

The kid known as Adam, wore light clothing that reflected the heat, white, with some sun glasses while wearing a hat as two people were behind him.

Mrs.Cruz couldn't put a finger on it but she felt that these people were weird as she saw how they barely breathe while rarely blinking.

"I didn't come here to discuss gods Mr.Adam, I came here for iteam I bought." She said with no emotion as her wavy black hair was flipped to one side leaving her fair skin of her neck be seen.

"Ah yes, I know but you have to excuse me, the food here is to die for." Once he said that, her men couldn't help but feel nervous as they held onto their guns tightly while looking at him.

They all knew the reputation of the person right in front of her boss as there were evidence and videos of him sometimes brutally killing his clients which was amazing considering how his clients were always armed to the teeth like they were, but were always beaten 

"Hehe, come on it was just an expression." Adam said as he smiled while looking around. He shrugged as he went into his pocket in which every person of her group aimed their weapons at him. 

The sounds of guns clicking was multiplied by how many men were there while Mrs.Cruz just looked ahead with calmness as she kept her eyes on the kid.

The two people behind Adam didn't moved an inch as they kept their hands behind their back, scanning everyone in this room while Mrs.Cruz could've swore she saw their eyes turn red for a bit.

"Heh, this is it Mrs.Cruz, it was nice to finally find someone who could pay me a large amount for this thing." Adam took out two silver keys and put them on the table as well with a piece of paper. 

Laying them out, Mrs.Cruz leaned in and took the contents as Adam went back to eating as a waitress came in with a plate of food while nervously looking down, trying not to look at the eyes of anyone here. While the men stopped aiming their weapons at him.

"Gracias Hermosa" 

The waitress just nodded and left swiftly as the lady in front of Adam looked at the keys and then back at him seriously.

"I don't know if I can trust you with just this, If there fake-"

"Relax my dear, they're real. I know you find it hard to believe it as you tried to get your hands on one of these but only met failure and the intnferences from USA and your enemies but, this is the real deal." Taking a breath, he stopped talking as he took out a phone that showed lived footage of a body of water right beside her territory.

"Nuclear Russia submarine 2040 edition, it was hard getting it here and I took the liberty to park it right in your backyard, plus, it still has its missiles." Adam said, lying right at her face about the hard part,not that she should know. He could see a graceful smile coming onto her face but she quickly masked it remembering who she was in front of.

"Remember Mrs.Cruz, once your enemy's find out you have this, be sure to always watch out." He warned her as his eyes stared deep into her but after a second, he just shrugged and chucked 

"But then again, you can buy one off me again" The tense mood went away as soon as it did as the kid known as Prometheus or by his real name, Adam Lockwood, laughed it off.

"Pleasure doing business with you." Mrs.Cruz stated as she stood up with Adam as well as they shook hands with him being slightly taller than her at only 17 year old.

With a sudden beep, one of the guards of Adam watch went off as he came to his ear and whispered something. 

Mrs.Cruz kept her eyes on him as he smiled "Well it looks like unwelcome visitors are coming, I suggest you leave as well, that's if you want to see your new toy." 

Saying while walking out of the restaurant, he got into one of the white luxury cars which was a sport car, and saw how many men in suits come out of the building and quickly enter their cars as Adam saw the women who bought a submarine off him, being taken into a black SUV. 

"Sir, it looks like the DEA are quickly arriving" One of the guards said as he pressed a button in which the other white sports car turned on with nobody inside. 

"Where is F1?" Adam said from the passenger seat as the space in front of him, turned into a computer with the sound of helicopter turning on.

"She is back inside of me." The male guard said as the suit he wore, started to turn a black metal with red eyes. 

Terminator Rev-9, consists of a traditional, solid carbon-based endoskeleton covered by an outer sheath made of advanced carbon-based mimetic polyalloy.

It was something possible in this time and thanks to the system that he held which allowed him to summon things with karma points. 

"Alright let's leave." Giving the order, they left with sand dust created behind them and soon, it became more visible as multiple cars started to leave. 

Getting onto the only road with two lanes, it looked like something out of a movie as they all headed towards the same direction. 

The faint sirens could be heard as they started to come from behind, still a long way but catching up as Adam saw the helicopter he was controlling, passing above him as it turned around. 

"Well hello Interpol." He said as the helicopter started to fly towards them and tried to buy them time to leave by distracting them. 

A loud boom could be heard as multiple rockets shot out from the side of helicopter, landing in front, direct or beside the cars that were trying to put him behind bars. 

5 minutes before….

"Listen up, we're arriving at our destination, live fire is authorized-" A women said in one of of the many Black SUVs driving towards their target. 

She was of fair skin either bronde hair tied in a ponytail as the long part came at the end of the hat she was wearing along with bulletproof vest.

The logo of her organization, Interpool, was right ontop of her vest as she wore sunglasses with red lipstick. She had a mean stare while staring straight ahead.

Her hand already placed on her firearm, while her other hand grabbing onto the handle of the roof car as the road was somewhat bumpy due to them speeding.

Multiple cars were driving along a rode with them being the Mexican police force, the DEA agents and Interpool

"Listen here Mrs.Interpool, The DEA is calling the shots. Live fire is authorized if they do not cooperate." A man said through their earpiece as the women huffed out and rolled her eyes from her car.

"Anyways, proceed with caution and remember our main target is Adam Lockwood, the black notice lvl person responsible for millions of death due to his interference in allowing criminals and wanted person to get weapons, bio chemicals and technology of mass destruction." 

"Intel says he's selling a 2040 Russia nuclear submarine to none other than the daughter of the boss of the Sinaloa cartel, while we don't know if the trade is made, we must make sure neither of them both get out."

"Although if there is a choice, we must get Adam at all cost" The women added, with everyone going quiet as this took guts to say, it didn't matter who they caught, they both were criminals so it didn't matter who they should catch first.

Although she didn't care, her hatred for Prometheus was something the DEA knew thanks to their long work relationship due to him coming here often.

Afterall, he was the one who killed her whole family line with a smile on his face as she was hopeless to do anything and forced to watch.

That much could drive anyone to forget rules and go after him restlessly but she believed in retribution, slow and painful retribution.

'Adam, I don't give a damn if your still a kid, I'm gonna fucking torture until your just bones' she thought as she bit her lips and felt a metallic taste inside her mouth. 

(So that's the first chapter, I wanna really know what you guys think as this was in the back of my mind and if I should continue this)