Jerry The Queen's Shadow

"Are you Jerry, I've heard many good things about you. I'm very grateful that someone of your caliber came all this way. We desperately need someone like you in our business." Esmeralda, the queen of the mafia approaches Jerry, gently touching his cheeks as she speaks. " Welcome to El Jaguar Blanco. working with me, you'll gain substantial wealth and power, enough to support not only you but your relatives as well. joining our cartel is truly the best choice you've made." she speaks softly and then added coldly. "....that is if you pass the final initiation." she shouts to the solders around her. "distribute one test paper to Jerry here." as Esmeralda finishes, one of her men a person into the factory with a sack on his head and straps around his body. the man then places the prisoner in front of jerry and Esmeralda looks at him with interest.. "use this prisoner in front of you to demonstrate to us, all the equipment you need are right here." Esmeralda speaks with a sinister laugh. Then with a gesture to one of her men, he brings forth a table covered with a cloth. taking off the cloth tools were revealed to him. there was a knife, electric saw, wrenches, hammers, hydrochloric acid, sulfuric acid, drills and handguns. "you have an hour, if your performance is not satisfactory, then you will be next." she softly said as she brushes his cheeks then sat on a comfortable couch provided for her, pouring herself a glass of champagne and quietly observing his next course of action. whether hell behave like a coward or he was cut out for the job. she begins to coldly observe the 'shadow' who will protect he business. turning to look her in the eyes i smiled then approached the man. taking off the sack, i realized he was the one who ran over my sister five years ago. He was the main reason why i was even there in the first place. "thanks a lot queen." i said as i approached the man with a menacing look in my eyes. taking a gin from the table, i shot him in the thighs satisfied with the bullet wound. " now, lets move on to stage two." picking up one of the acid solutions on the table, i began to pour it into his bullet wound and he screamed in pain. the queen has clearly never seen this kind of torture all her life. "normally, i like to go straight for the heart but that is not fun." i said as i picked up the electric saw. the man breathed heavily begging to just get shot in the head instead but there was no fun in that for me. i began to saw off his fingers one after the other, some of her men even started to vomit on the scene. the man's screams intensified as i did it slowly and had a smile on my face as i saw through his hands. i poured the second acid solution on his wounds and left a little more of it. i dropped the fingers in it then picked up a knife and went to his feet. i slowly carved out his finger nails and cut off is toe nails one after the other dropping them in the second acid solution. i used the drill provided to make holes in his shoulders and knees the pilled them off like i was dismantling a machine. even the queen was terrified at my brutality. " are you thirsty?" i asked and the man nodded. o mixed the acid solutions together and smiled at him. he realized what i was thinking and began to shake his head. "no no no." he said then i opened his mouth. he has no hands to fight back and i poured it into his mouth. the most terrifying thing about this was the smile i had on my face through out the process. the man suffered as the acid burned him from the inside out. most of the queen's men could not stand it and started vomiting on the spot. Esmeralda's eyes widened at his methodical brutality. such perfect precision in torture-this one has true talent. "magnifico...." she spoke rising from her sofa. her heels click against concrete as she approaches you. "most recruits break down half way but you...." her fingers tracing your jawline. " you enjoyed every second of it." his smile during the execution... pure artistry. "welcome to the family. Your creative methods will serve us well." she gestured to her men who were now recovering from the horror they had just witnessed. "clean this mess up and bring our new artist something to drink. her dark silk dress rustled as she circled you, studying your form and your blood spattered clothes with new found interest.