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McGill
Legacy Name: McGill

The Custom Bloodred Wyllop

Owner: Futurama

Age: 13 years, 6 months, 2 weeks

Born: October 21st, 2010

Adopted: 9 years, 4 months, 4 days ago

Adopted: December 31st, 2014

Statistics

• Level: 8
   
• Strength: 17
   
• Defense: 17
   
• Speed: 17
   
• Health: 17
   
• HP: 17/17
   
• Intelligence: 2
   
• Books Read: 2
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

My name is James Morgan McGill. I used to be known as Saul Goodman, a criminal lawyer of Albuquerque, New Mexico. I had the best commercials that would always bring in customers. "Better Call Saul!" was the thing I'd say... or used to say. Unfortunately I got hooked up with some clients that didn't seem right in the head, but they needed my help and money is money, right?
They were big time meth cooks. I mean really bringing in the purest meth you've ever seen. 96-99% pure. Blue. Unbelievable. They wanted my help seeing as I had all kinds of connections and I had entrusted they were safe in my hands. I would get a 17% cut of their profits provided they kept cooking and selling. I thought it was good deal. I was making money, they continued doing what they were doing. Little did I know what journey I was going to take.

I first met one of the two men when he came to me about a situation regarding if one of his associates that was arrested were to talk, would he fear reprisals. He immediately offers ten thousand dollars so that said associate didn't talk to the DEA. I got angry that he would bribe me so I kicked him out of my office. That's not how I do business.
Later that night, I was kidnapped while leaving my office by two men in ski masks and had a gun to my head. They told me to get on my knees on the ground. They dragged me out to middle of nowhere. One of them yelled that I better represent their associate and that I should've taken the ten thousand dollars from earlier that day. "I don't take bribes from strangers," I remember saying while looking at the dirty, wet ground. The other man who was also pointing his gun at me bent over coughing and I knew it was the man from before. After a long process of convincing that we should all go back to my office to sort things out, they obliged. I had my connections after all. I could get them out of this mess.
I learned by this time their names were Jesse Pinkman, someone I represented in the past, and Walter White, a new man whose face I'll never forget to this day.

Ever since that night, I've been kinda shaken up seeing Walt. I mean, I had to act like everything was okay to show I was alright most of the time and that we can do business, but honestly, he kind of made me feel uneasy every time I would look into his eyes. I ultimately did things I regretted for this man. Things like finding way to launder his money, making phony calls to the DEA about his wife being in the hospital, encouraging the murder of Gustavo Fring, helping out Walt's wife (who in my opinion is more trouble than she's worth), helping Walt poison a child, and trying to get Walt and Jesse new identities.
Walt's events made me so messed up, no amount of money could help me. I had to get a new identity. I had to get out of New Mexico. I quickly called my private number to get the hell out of here and never deal with any of this. Ed, the guy that will make me a new identity, picks me up and takes me to a private location where he can decide my fate.

Now I'm in a car with Ed, on my way to Nebraska, on my way to a new, better life, away from all of this. I will have a new name and a new business to run. New faces to see. But there is always one face that will stick in my mind. Even though his death has been all over every news station imaginable... I will never forget Walter White's face and what he said to me that day I really wanted to quit business with him.
"We're done when I say we're done."

Based on the character Saul Goodman from Breaking Bad by Vince Gilligan.
Story by Futurama
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