Four against one. Bad Odds. Four people with knives against one with no weapon. Terrible Odds. This definitely wasn’t a situation Lorenzo Demarco wanted to be in. But that’s life for you. It’s now the situation your in, but how you rise to the occasion that makes the man. Well, Lorenzo needed to rise to the occasion in spectacular fashion tonight. He had already tackled one man down once but he was already back on his feet, looking for a little pay back. The other three were standing next to him all walking toward Lorenzo with menacing looks on their faces. Veronica Fine was in the background. Lorenzo was correct, they were ignoring her. Still, she refused to run, she refused to just stand their and be useless. She did have an ace up her sleeve and she unzipped her purse and begin to dig for it.

Thug 1: Look man, this could’ve been so easy. Just could’ve handed us your shit and took off. There would’ve been no shame in that. Now look at what you’ve done did. There’s no walking away from this. Me and my boys are going to fuck you up.

Lorenzo Demarco: Stab me, slice me, slit my throat, do what you will, but for the love of god please shut the fuck up. Come on lets do this . . .

Thug 1: Gladly . . Okay boys who wants first dibs on hi . . .

Thug number three screams and falls on the ground convulsing. Veronica Fine with taser in hand takes a few steps back with a bewildered look on her face. She knew what would happen once she did it, but it still caught her off guard. The other three thugs are distracted with one looking down at thug number three and the other two looking at Veronica. One of the thugs (We’ll call him thug number four) turns his head back only for Lorenzo to be now in his face and he delivers a vicious punch right between the thug’s eyes.

Lorenzo Demarco: You in deep shit nigga . .

The thug crumples to the ground as one of the other thugs begin to go after Lorenzo Demarco and the other one goes after Veronica Fine. The thug going after Lorenzo Demarco takes a few wild swipes but misses all of them. Lorenzo Demarco goes for a punch but also misses, and both men stare each other down waiting for the next one to make a move. Veronica Fine is almost to the exit of the alleyway being chased by another thug who finally grabs her by the shoulder and spins her around. She tries to scream but he puts a hand over her mouth and with some force slams her against the wall. He puts the knife up to her throat. Lorenzo Demarco is busy and is unable to see any of this happening.

Thug 2: Thank your special bitch . .well let me tell you what we’re going to do. We’re going to wait right here for my bro to take care of your punk ass boyfriend. Then once we’re done with him, we’re going to have ourselves a pretty good . .

He doesn’t finish. Despite having a knife to her throat Veronica Fine still has the presence of mind to knee the man right between the legs. The man is caught off guard and stumbles away from her. Veronica Fine then goes in for the tasing. She brings the taser right into his face and turns it on. Sparks fly as the man lets out a blood curding scream and falls to the ground his entire body shaking. Veronica Fine can’t help but get a hint of satisfaction on her face as she turns to look down the alleyway. Thug 1and Lorenzo Demarco were still going at it, and unfortunately for Lorenzo Thug 4 was back on his feet.

Lorenzo Demarco is getting sick and tired of having a knife going back and forth at him. So finally he waits and times the thug’s movements. The thug swings the blade and Lorenzo is able to catch his arm and twist it. The thug lets out a grunt as his hand is forced open and the knife drops to the ground. Lorenzo Demarco with his other hand throws a vicious punch that sends the thug back peddling a few feet. Thug number four though is back and he grabs Lorenzo Demarco from behind, putting him in a full nelson.

Thug 4: I got him! I got him! Pick up the knife and finish him!

Thug number one gets a smile on his face as he slowly picks up the knife he approaches the apparently helpless Lorenzo. He’s about to go in for the kill when he realizes someone is behind him. He spins around and with his non knife wielding hand he spinning back fists Veronica who was attempting to use the taser on him. Veronica Fine lets out a scream as she falls to the ground, the taser flying away from her grasp. The man looms over Veronica Fine with a sneer on his face.

Thug 1: You little bitch. You already took out two of my men, and now it’s pay back time.

Lorenzo Demarco: YOU WILL NOT LAY ANOTHER HAND ON HER FUCKER!

With that proclamation Lorenzo Demarco breaks free from thug number four’s hold and spins around. He grabs the thug by the shoulders and deliver’s an head butt in which the impact echos throughout the alleyway. Lorenzo wobbles a little bit from the blow, but the thug is worse for wear. A cut actually opens above his right eye and blood begins to pour out of it as he drops to one knee. Lorenzo gets a sick smile on his face as he delivers a final blow right into the cut causing blood to splatter everywhere and for the thug to fall down in a heap. Lorenzo turns around and cracks his knuckles. Veronica had surprisingly taken out two of them, he had just manhandled another. All that was left was the leader. Lorenzo Demarco points his finger at the leader.

Lorenzo Demarco: Okay you ignorant fuck, lets dance.

Thug 1: It’ll be the last waltz you ever do.

To the surprise of Lorenzo Demarco the thug tosses the knife away and puts up his fists. Lorenzo Demarco follows suit and they both begin to circle each other. Veronica Fine crawls away and rests her back against the wall. Both men continue to circle as the thug throws the first punch which Lorenzo puts his arms up to block. The thug goes for a gut shot next and connects, he then goes for an immediate jab into the face but Lorenzo has pretty good head movement and dodges it. Lorenzo is feeling some pain from the gut shot though. The thug goes for two more shots both blocked by Lorenzo Demarco who finally goes for a swing of his own connect with the side of the thug’s head. He goes for another shot that connects, and a third shot that barely misses. The thug responds with two gut shots one that actually lifts Lorenzo Demarco off the ground. Lorenzo holds his stomach with one of his hands as the thug shakes the hand that he used to land the blow.

Lorenzo Demarco: Aw, did you hurt your little hand?

Thug 1: Not as bad as your bitch’s ass is going to hurt when I shove my dick into her . . .

Lorenzo Demarco narrows his eyes. He waits for the thug to make his move. The thug swings and Lorenzo moves out of the way. The thug goes for a gut shot and this time Lorenzo Demarco gets his hands down and block it. The thug throws a punch and Lorenzo doesn’t block, but catches his arm and holds on to it. The thug looks shocked not expecting that so he throws a punch with his free hand which Lorenzo catches and holds on to.

Thug 1: WHAT THE HELL!

Lorenzo Demarco: You’re fucked!

Lorenzo Demarco knees him in the groin. The thug lets out a groan but isn’t given much time to contemplate his pain as Lorenzo Demarco delivers a head butt. The thug’s body wants to move back but is unable to as Lorenzo doesn’t let go. Lorenzo Demarco delivers another knee to the groin, and then another head butt. This head butt cuts open his forehead and blood begins to immediately pour into his eyes. This isn’t over though as Lorenzo delivers another groin shot, and another, and another in rapid succession before landing another head butt. Lorenzo now has a cut and is bleeding but he doesn’t seem to care as he releases the thug’s hands and lets him drop to the ground on all fours. Lorenzo Demarco takes a few steps back and then charges in with the PAID IN FULL crashing his knee into the side of the man’s skull knocking him out completely. One of the two thugs that got shocked is actually on his feet. Lorenzo turns to the man and smiles. He gives him the universal hand motion for “bring it” and the thug decides “aw hell naw” and high tails it out of there. Lorenzo Demarco walks over to Veronica Fine who is holding her cheek where she got struck. He reaches a hand out to help her up. Veronica smiles and accepts as he pulls her up. She latches on to his arm and they begin to walk out of the alleyway.

Veronica Fine: You’re bleeding . . .

Lorenzo Demarco: I’ll heal, you played a dangerous game. You should’ve ran!

Veronica Fine: WHAT! I was responsible for two of them, you should give me credit where credits due for crying out loud.

Lorenzo Demarco: You did well, I’m willing to admit that. Besides I know better than to argue. After all, you did promise me . . . What did you call it? Oh yes, pleasure.

Veronica Fine stops walking and turns Lorenzo Demarco around. She leans forward for a public kiss. After a few their lips part and with a sexy breath Veronica says . . .

Veronica Fine: I’m going to put on a special outfit just for you . . .

Lorenzo Demarco: You know girl, we could just, skip the outfit.

Lorenzo Demarco chuckles as Veronica Fine gives him a playful smack on the shoulder. . . .

Meanwhile a phone is ringing and a black hand reaches down to pick it up. The man, known as Luther Marks listens to what the guy on the other end has to say.

Luther Marks: What do you have to tell me? What’s that? I see, so that’s how it ended. Well, that’s my fault actually. Believing amateurs could handle the job. Lorenzo Demarco is showing to be quite capable. No, nothing immediate. Lorenzo Demarco deserves to be temporarily left alone so do so. There will be other times in the future where we will test him some more. Thank you, now if you’ll excuse me, I got a club to attend.

[b]I’m not going to waste too much time on you Ataxia. We all know how I feel about you, what I think about you and such. So really not much more that needs to be said. Just keep this in mind Ataxia, in life we’re all thrown into situations. It’s how we react to those situations that makes us. We’ve been both put into a match well more barbaric than the last time we faced each other. That is a definite fact. Two men either, both men carried out. That’s the stakes of our match Ataxia. Even someone with your mindset must understand this. With that being said, when we are both carried out there will be one difference. One of us will be carried out while the announcer calls his name the victor. One man will be carried out undisputedly the sickest, nastiest, most hardcore muthafucka anyone in GCWA has ever seen. We’ll both be broken, but at least one of us will have accolades to add to his career. Only one of us though Ataxia, only one of us. And I assure you, I promise you, I swear to the man who put himself up on the cross, that man is going to be me. I’m not just going to get PAID IN FULL but I’m going to get pure satisfaction. You won one street fight against me, and ever since then fans have had the audacity to continuously yell at me every chance they got that I am no where near your league. After inferno, those taunts will be silenced but in a weird way. Cause they will be in a way proven correct. I am nowhere near your league, I am far above it. So far above it when I look down at you Ataxia you appear to be an ant. And just like an sadistic kid with an magnifying glass, I’m going to set your career in flames.