Psymon got off his bed and looked over to see Eddie. Eddie was awake on a chair reading a book. He briefly looked up at Psymon then looked back at the book. "That was one hell of a night," Eddie said as he turned to page of his book.

"Really I can't remember a single thing. I must have been really drunk," Psymon said as he felt his throbbing head. Psymon hadn't had a headache like this in what must have been month's cause he couldn't afford to buy enough beer to get drunk.

Eddie reached down picked up a bottle and threw it at Psymon. "You didn't seem that drunk last night. But just encase I made some of Moby's hangover medicine for you. So you say you don't remember last night? Well your lucky, A huge fight broke out in the mini club down stairs," Eddie told him.

Psymon drank almost all of the stuff in the bottle. "Really, please god tell me I didn't start it,"

"Nope, it was Kaori's new boyfriend. He didn't like how close Mac was getting to Kaori. There was some pushing and shoving. Then the guy punched Mac, Marty jumped in. And then the whole place erupted. Then the cops came and arrested like 8 or 9 people, two of them being Marty and Nate though they probably won't get charged with anything. Mac was sent to the hospital after getting a beer bottle smashed on his head," Eddie informed him.

Psymon had a little chuckle from all of this. He looked over his body. "Where was I during all of this. It doesn't look like I was in a fight,"

Eddie got up from the seat and turned on the television. "If I remember correctly you left right near the beginning. You were lucky you were at the bar so it was an easy getaway. I was dancing with Katrina on the dance floor when it started. I tried to get out of there but the fight turned into Hawaii against EX-SSX riders. So I got my share of ass kicking," He said then the news came on the television.

The newscaster started to speak. "Our top story tonight, there was a large brawl that happened at the Waterfront Queens Hotel last night. Many were ex SSX veterans who came to Hawaii for the funeral of Brodi Ford," At that moment Eddie turned off the television.

"Sorry I don't want to watch it. I remember being interviewed last night. Ah fuck I am going to go see what else is happening in the hotel," Eddie said to him.

Psymon then thought for a second and right before Eddie exited. "Hey when do the hotel want us to leave we have to leave here? I can't remember,"

"Not soon enough," Eddie then walked out of the room.

Psymon got all his stuff packed. He walked down to the front lobby and checked out. He then took a cab to the airport. He took a seat and waited for a few hours. Then he saw Eddie and Allegra walk up to him.

"Hey Psymon the plane to Merqury City is here you had better hurry," Allegra told him.

Psymon looked up at her and replied. "I'm not going back to Merqury City well just not right now. I am going to go back up to Canada for the next couple of weeks," This made the two shrugged and walks off to catch their flight. Psymon would have to wait for a two more hours until his flight to Ottawa came.

He slowly boarded it and kept to himself for the flight. Once he landed he took a cab to his hotel. Once inside he went up to his hotel room. He would stay there for the rest of the night.

The next morning the phone waked Psymon up. He slowly reached over and picked it up. He hoped that no other SSX riders have died. "Hello who the hell is it," He said to who ever was on the other line.

Not long after the person replied "Well judging by your voice and tone I can tell that I just woke you up. But seeing how it is two in the afternoon I really don't care,"

Psymon's eyes widened "Hiro? Why the hell are you phoning me? I thought you were off somewhere giving your life changing speeches and that is why you didn't come to Brodi's funeral,"

After the SSX circuit Hiro made snowboarding a pass time. He became a motivational speaker as well as field journalist. He would travel the world. But mostly Japan and North America. Even though he does have his residence in Merqury City.

"Yeah, but you see that somewhere is Ottawa. I have given 3 speeches and am stuck here for the next week. I was talking to some of the old riders about how the funeral went and someone had said that you had come here to spend a few weeks. So I decided to phone you and see if you wanted to go snowboarding," Hiro informed him.

There was a short pause. "Might as well, what hotel you staying at?" Psymon asked.

"I am at the General Hotel down near Parliament Hill. Drop by anytime and we can go and do some snowboarding at the nearest hill. Which I think is just like 30 minutes," Hiro told him.

"Well I was just about to go snowboarding. So you want to come with me. I will meet you at your hotel," Psymon said and Hiro agreed. So Psymon got up and started to get dressed. Then he exited his room.

He walked out of the hotel and called for a taxi. He told the cabby to take him to the General Hotel. After about fifteen minutes he got out of the cab. He then saw Hiro standing against a car. Hiro signalled Psymon to come into it. Psymon got in and they drove to the nearest hill.

They then did some snowboarding. Showing off all their old moves. After a few hours they headed for the lodge. They signed some autographs before they could even get in the front doors. The two of them then took a seat in the far end of the lodge.

"So Psymon how has your life been doing?" Hiro asked him.

Psymon sighed "Well pretty shitty if you ask me. I am going to have to get a job or else I won't be able to still live in my mobile home. And you know it's a bad sign when you can't even pay to live in a mobile home. Oh and also the fact that two of my old friends are dead,"

"You want to talk about Mobys and Brodis deaths with me. Like I am a motivational speaker so I am basically a shrink except I get to yell more," Hiro said with a little chuckle in the end.

Psymon rolled his eyes "I don't know I was always the strong and manly guy back on the circuit. Plus I really don't like having people get into my head. Back when I was in rehab I was in hell. If I wasn't in their because of a court I would have escaped after like the 5th day,"

"Well you have to realize something. Aren't you a better off person now after you got over your many addictions? You are glad that someone finally did get into your head. Like not many people know this but I had checked myself into rehab when I was still injured during the second season. Many people think when I was in rehab after the fifth season was my first time. But that was my 4th time. All the other times I would freak out and the 4th time was the first time I actually completed rehab," Hiro told Psymon.

"Huh and here I was thinking that I was the only SSX rider who had drug problems. Well JP did OD and fucking die last year. And Griff was charged with drug possession after they found weed in his bag. Oh yeah during the third season Marisol was checked into rehab. Cause she said she was taking drugs cause she was so depressed that Elise was getting all the spotlight. Oh and they found a lethal dose of Heroin in Viggo after he had killed himself." Psymon said.

Hiro could do nothing but laugh. "Man we were a fucked up bunch of sports people. Something I never exposed to anyone but during the fourth final some of the heads of SSX were willing to bribe me to throw the final race. Of course after that I didn't bother coming back the next year,"

Psymon who just happened to be drinking something spit it out. "What! I can't believe that. Wait take that back I can believe that. We were no athletes we were money. And that's it. Everything in that circuit was money. To them we were no athletes we where living breathing bank accounts that kept growing and growing,"

"Fubar,"

"Fubar,"

Weeks later Psymon finally decided to head back to Merqury City. He took a plane to the airport. Once there he took a taxi home. It was going to drive him home but he stopped the cab after about 10 minutes. He paid the driver and turned to face the local church.

He walked in and looked around to see it practically empty. He took a seat in a pew near the back. He sat there for a few minutes before lowering his head and started to pray.

"Lord, I know I have never been good to you. In fact in many cases mocked your existence. But I have been living in hell for the past year. And if I am going to ever find god. It's got to be now or never! I need some help and I need it now thank you! So if you're listening give me a sign! Something on fire?" Psymon nearly shouted. Then he looked up to see the priest standing in the front.

"I am sorry son but I am going to have to ask you to leave. Be sure to come back on Sunday,"

This made Psymon somewhat angry. But he wasn't about to argue with the priest so he just got up and left. Psymon slowly walked down the street from that point on. He kept his head down and didn't bother looking up.

But unfortunately for Psymon he was going to get bothered as a familiar person walked by him. "Well if it isn't gramps how's it going ass hole," Psymon looked up to see Griff with two of his friends.

"I am not in the mood Griff just keep walking like everyone else," Psymon said trying to walk around Griff.

Griff laughed. "So this is what has happened to the psycho of SSX., some random guy who is down on his luck. So I should feel sorry for you. But let me tell you something Psymon. You never had luck. You hit power lines when you were a kid. And you finally get onto the SSX circuit and what do you do? You get arrested, and because of that everyone was screwed over. So it was your fault," This got Psymon really mad "If Moby would have let that sink in I bet he would have never let you live with him. But he wasn't man enough and now he's dead,"

Psymon punched Griff right in the face. Griff fell to the ground. Psymon knelt down "Moby was more man than you will ever dream of being you piece of shit!"

Psymon started to walk away. He didn't look back, not once. He realized that the punch he gave Griff probably knocked him out so he didn't hear what Psymon had said. But Psymon just shrugged it off.

Once he got home Psymon walked into his kitchen. He didn't realize how hungry he was. So he then popped some chicken breasts, which was the only thing that looked slightly eatable into his oven and lay down on his couch. He turned on the television. It was one of the Battlefield1942 World War 2 documentaries. That one was about Battle of Britain.

Psymon started to watch it for a while. But then he got tired and turned it off and started to dose off for a bit. He slept for a while before he started to hear what sounded like an alarm. Then he woke up. He didn't know how long he was out for but there was fire everywhere. He had forgotten about the chicken in the ovan.

He jumped up and looked around. The only way out was a window. He ran and smashed right through it. When on the snow he started to roll around in the snow. Once there was no fire on him he got up. He looked at his mobile home that was now completely engulfed in flame.

Psymon then fell to the ground and screamed "FUCK!" He put his hand over his face. "Why now? Why? Why FIRE GOD DAMN IT?" But at that point Psymon stopped yelling. "Fire…a sign," Psymon slowly got up.

Well there you have it chapter 4. Please be sure to R+R