Story

Showing no remorse for the lifeless body of Tiny Thunder, the referee guided all medical personnel to Story. “Please do something!” The referee yelled showing signs that his hope was being shattered. He too was a fan of Story’s. This had never happened before. A Lord had never died in the ring and Story’s back had never touched the ring’s mat. The star Lord had fallen. More than a dozen personnel rushed into the ring and surrounded Story. Searching for vitals, examining subtle movements in his limbs, feeling for breath in the tunnels of his nose and performing CPR. All life signs appeared and spoke silently on behalf of the fallen Lord but his body still rested in a coma-like state. He was alive and breathing but it was like an immortal soul escaped his body without witness and without changing physique. For the first time, he appeared to be helpless and weak. The Paramedics placed him on a stretcher and escorted him to the hospital in an ambulance. Story’s life was about to change chapters and alter its path. And Tiny Thunder…the losing dead Lord Warrior…no one cared.