"I am a warrior but even a warrior cries." I texted to my wife. I never expected to get this far. I got married to a pro wrestler, had a kid whose now six, saved the world with my two friends, Jackie and Chuck, and I have a pretty good job as a martial artist and actor. My day had been good so far. I went to work and started to practice my lines from my script. I did so for about twenty minutes before becoming bored, so I turned on the radio. It was tuned to 103.5 WGRR and was playing "Sky High" by Jigsaw. I started to dance when my phone started to ring.

"Hello, this is Bruce Lee speaking." I said as I lowered the radio's volume.

"Hello, Bruce. This is speaking. There has been an accident involving your wife, Betty Orton Lee. She was to perform the usual entrance of walking down to the ring when suddenly, a sand bag a fallen from overhead. She is in critical condition and we are doing the best we can to keep her alive but she might not make it." The doctor said.

I dropped the phone and rushed to the emergency room. I asked the desk lady for my wife's room number and took the elevator up to the floor she was on. I entered the room and there were doctors surrounding her. "Mommy please don't go to sleep!" I heard a voice cry. My son was fighting the doctors to stop from taking her from him. I pushed the doctors away and sat on my knees next to him. We both held onto her hand as we waited for the inevitable. The room went silent as the sound of her pulse got slower and she became colder. I got up and hugged her tightly.

"I love you, please don't go." I whispered into her ear.

"I love you both, Bruce..." Betty whispered to me as she drew her final breath.

I fell to my knees and broke down and cried. My son, Randy, hugged me and cried with me. We held each other and cried for who knows how long until Randy passed out. I placed him in the chair and went to go do paperwork. I didn't even get out the door when suddenly a doctor called my name.

"Mr. Bruce Lee, I was told to give you this letter." He said.

I took the letter out of his hand and opened it.

"Dear Bruce Lee, would you like to play a game?"

- To Be Continued