One minute the enemy was on him, the next minute Wayne was on him. Both were determined to be the victor in that physical tug of war. His clothes were torn and ripped from the tussle on the ground. Wayne’s body convulsed from the impact of the blows, the enemy had laid it on thick. He could barely see out of his left eye and his upper lip was busted. No makeup could hide the damage that had been done to Wayne’s face. He capitalized on the fact that his opponent wore dreads as a hairstyle. He wrapped the other man’s hair around his wrist and yanked it hard. He pulled his head backwards and made him lower his guard. It was the wrong thing to do as this angered his opponent and he grappled with him until his enemy had Wayne in a chokehold.

His meaty hands were squeezing his neck and restricted Wayne’s breathing. Out of nowhere Fat Boy rushed his opponent, saving his life. Fat Boy turned the enemy around to face him and in the blink of an eye his fist connected with the man’s nose. The crunching sound was very loud and Wayne was glad it wasn’t his nose that got broken. The guy staggered from the blows Fat Boy put on him and used his hands to shield himself from the powerful punches Fat Boy pressured him with. While he was doing that, Powder acted fast even though he was reeling in shock from Sizzla’s and Crazy T’s demise. He tried to get Wayne to stand, he put Wayne’s arm over his shoulder and dragged him out the room.

Wayne tried not to put too much of his own body weight on Powder’s slight frame. He was grateful for the help, he could barely see with his eyes swollen and the blood on his face. Once Fat Boy’s opponent was defeated he came and helped Powder by going to Wayne’s other side and sandwiching him. Together they half dragged half carried him to his car where they lifted him and placed him gently on the back seat.

Once he acknowledged that he was alive and relatively safe, he weeped for joy. You never realize how precious life is until you’re about to lose it. He would live to see another day, he almost lost his life and had the overwhelming pain to show for it but it was better than being dead. He could now succumb to his injuries without worry.

“Please take me to Lou’s.” That was the last thing he said before, for the first time in his life, he fainted.

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