In part one of this story i introduced you to El Groucho the meanest baddest drug smuggler in Mexico.
El Groucho had been smuggling drugs into America for decades but over the last year or so all of his efforts have been thwarted by the american authorities.
So he came up with a very cunning plan.
He kidnapped an genetic scientist and his family and held them for ransom.
The scientist was told to come up with a way to smuggle drugs that was invisible to radar or his family would be killed.
After a week of trial and tribulation he finally came up with the idea of genetically modifying a wasp.
A wasp that at first was the size of a sparrow but now has grown to the size of a small plane.
The modified wasp started flying back and forth between Mexico and America delivering saddlebags full of cocaine to the american public and bringing back millions of dollars to El Groucho.
But during the long lonely flights the wasp started to dip its stinger into the saddlebags sampling the product.
And pretty soon the modified wasp was addicted.
Back in his compound El Groucho after having the scientist and hid family murdered.
Was busy counting his money when the modified wasp crashed through his living room wall killing a Few of El Groucho’s henchmen.
While El Groucho narrowly escaped by the skin of his teeth and made his way to a secret fortress near the pico de orizaba mountain.
And the modified flew off with his saddlebags full of cocaine.
The modified wasp has almost reached Texas feeling strung out a little bit worse for the weather.
Its saddlebags are empty and it desperately needs some relief.
The wasp is now the size of a large glider and is just as silent and like a stealth bomber it is invisible to radar,
With a stinger as long as a javelin and as thick as a mans arm
It is a weapon of enormous proportions a weapon of death.
The wasp starts to feel a little nostalgic as it comes in for a landing.
He never knew his mother but he knows that she was born in this neck of the woods.
So this is the perfect place to recuperate and rid his body from the drug dependency.
He lands near a large cave and crawls inside to cleanse his body and mind.
Then he closes his eyes and enters a state of hibernation.
As the wasp sleeps he shakes and shivers as his body screams out for a fix.
But he is not alone because all of the local insects come out to lend a helping hand.
They tend to all of his needs as he goes through cold turkey.
Two weeks later the wasp opens his eyes to the start of a brand new life
It crawls out of the cave and starts to beat his wings getting ready for takeoff.
And as he prepares to take to the sky he has only two things on his mind.
Rid America and Mexico from the scourge of drugs and to find and kill El Groucho.
At his fortress in the north of Mexico El Groucho is busy setting up a new operation.
He is still recovering from his encounter with the modified wasp but he is determined to once again be a major player in the drug trade.
After all the Americans still need to feed their habits and El Groucho is more than happy to supply their misery.
The wasp has just entered Mexican airspace when his stinger starts to twirl and twist it has honed in on a drug making warehouse.
The wasp lands silently on the roof of the warehouse and using its stinger like a can opener it peels back the corrugated iron.
It looks down onto the workers below as they bag up kilo after kilo of cocaine
Then it drops down like a blood thirsty bumble bee.
It lands with a thud in the middle of the room and the bagger’s scatter in all directions.
But the wasp isn’t interested in them they are just peasant folk trying to feed their families.
All of his concentration is on four guards armed with machine guns.
Soon the bullets are flying and the wasp is hit by over twenty rounds but they have little affect.
Because the wasps body has also modified it is now a two inch thick combination of kevlar and carbon steel.
It is on the guards with lightning speed and they are all despatched with a single bite.
Then the wasp opens the bags of cocaine with its stinger beats its wings as fast as a hummingbird and the cocaine is gone with the wind.
Then the wasp fills its saddlebags with all of the drug money sets fire to the warehouse and takes off.
Once outside the wasp swoops down low over a local village and empties the saddlebags that contain almost one million dollars.
All of the people race outside and fill their pockets with the money sent from heaven.
They have never seen so much money now they will be able to feed and clothe their families for years.
In the following months the wasp flies all over Mexico destroying every drug operation that it comes across.
Burning the drugs and raining down millions of dollars on the poor folk below.
And of course all of this activity hasn’t gone unnoticed by the media.
Television stations all over the country are reporting the story of a strange flying creature that is destroying drug operations and making the poor rich with money from the heavens.
The modified wasp is fast becoming something of a hero to the masses.
And the press have even given the creature a name ‘El Saviour’
But not all people are happy with the activities of ‘El Saviour’
Up in his fortress El Groucho is seething as he watches his TV with his eyes ablaze.
Something will have to be done about this ‘El Saviour’ so he picks up an encrypted phone and makes some calls.
He is calling his fellow drug barons who control the drug trade in Mexico.
They are all losing money hand over fist and they will stop at nothing to stop this ‘El Saviour’
And they agree to meet El Groucho at his fortress in three days time.
One by one the drug lords arrive at an airport fifty miles from the fortress and they all board a helicopter supplied by El Groucho.
And they takeoff towards their destiny.
The drug lords are relaxing with shots of tequila talking about ways to rid themselves from the menace of ‘El Saviour’
When from the corner of his eye the pilot notices an incoming threat.
A huge wasp is racing towards the helicopter and the pilot screams at his passengers to strap themselves in.
But his warning comes way too late.
‘El Saviour comes in low and fast and before the passengers can move he runs his stinger along the side of the copter.
And opens it up like a can of beans.
A few of the passengers are sucked out and slam into the rotor blades while the rest pray to their maker as the helicopter goes into free fall and hits the ground.
In his fortress El Groucho sees the flames on the side side of the mountain and his knees start to buckle.
He looks at the huge fireball and knows that he is in big trouble ‘El Saviour’ is nearby looking for a fight.
Bring it on motherfucker.
The modified wasp know that El Groucho is nearby but it is not quite sure where.
He waves his stinger and tastes the air trying to pick up a scent.
And sure enough he picks up a smell the smell of fear.
He gets his bearings and flies toward a fortress a mile away.
El Groucho is waiting for an attack and he isn’t surprised when a huge wasp appears on the horizon.
But he is surprised by the sheer size of it.
The wasp is now the size of a airliner and coming in fast.
El Groucho waits for the wasp to get within firing range
He puts a surface to air missile launcher to his shoulder takes aim and fires.
But the missile is deflected by the wasp and it loses its course and heads back towards the fortress.
‘Holy shit’ El Groucho screams as the missile streaks toward him
He runs as fast as he can but is still inside when the missile hits the fortress.
But once again luck is on El Grouchos side and he crawls outside virtually unscathed.
The fortress is now nothing more than a pile of rubble and El Groucho crawls toward a land rover to make an escape.
But he doesn’t get very far when ‘El Saviour comes in hard and fast and impales El Groucho in the thigh.
And carries him off toward the pico de arizaba mountain.
An active volcano.
El Groucho is wriggling like a fish caught on a hook as the modified wasp hovers above the crater.
Then the wasp points his stinger earthward and El Groucho falls into the molten lava.
El Groucho screams all the way down he cant believe that he has been defeated by a creature that he helped create.
His screams stop as he hits the lave and becomes nothing but ash.
The modified wasp smiles with satisfaction with a job well done
And in a heartbeat he is gone.
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