Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to an ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My life has been a long rollercoaster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me; the toughest, most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get past easily like answering the door, answering the phone, and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things, but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like my body shivers and I literally feel like I have hypothermia. It has now been 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all the reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonizing story of pain, love, and hatred. The reporter I told will tell you in my exact words.

The build up 1999
The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half past seven in the evening. Most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes, tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession to always drink vodka on every celebration. It was the time of year that they hated and despised. However, they were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wives bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the New Year. On the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the two black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward.
By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the Queens Park Palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building. He was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt. He has had eight fights since he won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have gotten so hurt from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the Thrilla in Manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unusual thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James “the power man” Husky after knocking out Fredson Jr. in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of Fredson’s molders out of his mouth. Blood was all over the ring and it was classified to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unusual was that his fight was during the time he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent to that of George Foreman’s awesome hooks. James always stayed focused on the aim of the fight which is to win. That integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety. This was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up probably pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing a black swage suit with a black striped **** and blue aqua colored tie. He was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress.
While James Husky was inside, sipping his glass of squeezed lemon. Loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. There was a large Grey gold-plated 550 Ferrari Maranello outside. It had top of the range platinum rims. Everyone in the neighborhood could hear its engine roaring, whilst pouncing forward. It was blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passenger’s door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had this job for years. He was experienced at what he did and also promoted other great fighters like Ben Gills, Olympic silver medalist in welter weight and Benvollio Dulcet, heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998. However, Dulcet was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be an entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe, however, he gave all his businesses to his oldest son, Thomas Norton, mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand, nobody really cared about his career. Professionals just cared about him being a good looking multi-millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics, or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives and have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site.
The Ferrari’s back windows couldn’t be seen through because of the tint. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat, Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father, Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in
the back while locking the gym’s front doors.
Even though Lewis lost his father at such an important time in his life, their dream was to make Lewis become a heavyweight champion by the time he reached his forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis from achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and he was determined to become the world’s most magnificent fighter in the States. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great. This fight is what Lewis has been waiting for, with forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym that his father was last seen in and every time he goes for jogs, he thinks he would never have gotten where he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do is to share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion Carter “the king of aces”. He was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years old because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Husky’s hardest challenge and it will be an incredible bout between the two. Disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power, and confident personality.
Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit, a red shirt and no tie. The roaring was incredible. All his fans were putting there hands out, but he just walked forward not showing just a few people respect. He believed if you shake one man’s hand, you should shake every ones. Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building.
“Fool,” Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair. “Going to knock him out in one go.”
Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and through the loun