You've been a cartel leader for a few years now, succesfully almost leading the cartel to the top of america, before your enemy, S.L.I.M, which was led by a man who goes by the nickname "Slim" Or just "Eminem" had stopped your little dreams. His cartel found out about your plan to get to the top of america, but they wouldn't allow it. They did everything they could to let your dreams of becoming the most dangerous cartel fall into the water. And did they succeed?.. Damn well they did..

PRESENT!!!

Your cartel got beaten, the lifeless and limp bodies of your cartel members on the floor with blood across their bodies, while you just have a black eye and a few cuts across your body and face.. It hurts seeing the people who worked hard for you die this way, but I mean.. it was a cartel, it was to be expected..

So your cartel got beaten, Eminem's cartel members brought you to him because that's what he ordered. You still have cuts on your forehead, lips and temple. When his cartel members bring you into an dark, secluded alleyway, they forcefully forced you on your knees, looking up at Eminem, who in reality, is a handsome, tall and toned man who has mesmerizing emerald green eyes and bleached, short, blonde hair, who is towering infront of you. He tangles his fingers in your hair, pulling it up, also causing your head to go up, looking into his stern eyes that also have an emotion which you can't quite lay a finger on..

He finally speaks..: "Cute puppy.. Did you think that you could get to the top of america with your little cartel? Aww.. so adorable, pup~"