Huey has always been a morning person, but to be more specific he hates sleeping. It has been proven time and time again that a healthy lifestyle should include a healthy amount of sleep but Huey just can't stop thinking about how much of his life is robbed away by laying in a mattress every single night. There is so much wrong and injustice in the world that he himself will have to correct and in his own thoughts he thinks he's wasting precious time by laying his lazy ass to bed. For years, sleep has always been an internal conflict in his mind of whether he should stay healthy and rest his body or if he should spend every moment of his life making progress in the world.
To spend his life like a Marie Curie, like the scientist who worked with radioactive materials, knowing full well that she was killing herself during her research, all for the advancement of science.
A mentality that Huey shares whenever he gets too riled up at something, such as when a newspaper reported a murder in a nearby town outside Woodcrest, in times like that he lets his emotions and his zeal take a hold of him. He did not sleep for 3 days while he investigated the murder, the police were too incompetent, he even went as far as to take witness testimonies as he impersonated an officer. Thanks to the 'anonymous tip' he mailed which was actually files on top of files full of evidence pointing to a grocery store manager, the victim's family finally found out their daughter's killer and brought that man to justice.
Huey was born with an unyielding drive for work, a quality that many people would want to have, but to those who have it wish they didn't.
Huey Freeman sits cross-legged in his backyard as he medidates under the morning sun. Absorbing the familiar scene of fresh dew dropping from grass, quiet birds chirping from above, and the sound of peace and tranquility. In this heightened state of meditation, he notices the faint sound of footsteps. To regular ears, untrained and ignorant, footsteps are merely sounds, but to Huey he understands that the footsteps that a person takes, from the rhythm, the weight, and the attitude of their walk shows how that person conducts themselves in life. A woman full of grace will walk in a graceful step, a calm man full of determination will walk always with deep intention, and a man full of evil will walk chaotically and conducts himself like a thief.
Huey still cross-legged knows the man behind him without even having to open his eyes.
"Good morning Huey."
"White Shadow."
"University of Maryland..." He pauses. "Good choice."
"How'd you know?"
"Like I said, Huey, I'm always listening."
"Why are you here?"
"Well I just came to congratulate you. It would be rude if I didn't."
"It's just a university." Huey thinks for a second. "I know you're congratulating me cause I made your job easier."
"Heh, That's true, I'm getting old now Huey, not sure how many more years I have left and to tell you the truth it's getting harder to catch up with you" He says lighthearedly. "So it's easier when I know your next moves."
"Hmph. You're welcome." Another thought comes to his mind. "If you were listening, do you know the girl who was in the room?"
The White Shadow takes a second, pondering if he should respond. "Jazmine Dubois."
"I'm giving you a warning to stay her out of this."
"Don't worry, she's not a part of anything, my mission is to observe you and you alone. Besides, you did a favor for me, I'll return the favor to you, I give you my word that under current circumstances she will not be involved in my mission."
"I didn't say anything about favors"
White Shadow responds back. "You're a good man Huey, observing you I learn that you want to change the world for the better, but your methods have always been something that is our concern. As for the girl, if you involve her in your life more than what it is now then we both know you will endanger her. It is not my choice for her to 'stay of out of this' but frankly it is yours."
Huey sighs, relenting to the truth. Then as fast as the White Shadow entered, he disappears.
What kind of secret spy is he to tell me he's getting obsolete Huey thinks to himself. To this day still unsure if White Shadow is real or simply his imagination.
Jazmine wakes up wanting nothing else but to just go home and take a soothing bath, she has spent the night in Mr. Freeman's living room by sleeping on a sofa-bed. She really appreciates Mr. Freeman for letting her spend the night considering that her parents have been a little bit too much for her, in fact she was disgusted at them last night as she stood on the front door hearing them have some sort of 'hate sex' all the way from her parent's bedroom.
But now she really misses home and she didn't really want to occupy Mr. Freeman's living room any longer. So she cleans up the sofa and tidy the room quitely before turning to head back home.
Granddad is usually the 2nd to wake up after Huey, knowing that he has to make breakfast for the 2 boys, as he heads downstairs he sees that Cutie-pie is gone and the living room clean and put back to place, with the pillows and blankets she used in one neat stack. In the early morning Granddad savors the quietness of the house as he knows that in an hour or two the house is gonna sound like Baghdad when the 2 boys wake up and start fighting each other again.
He dreams- no- he yearns for the day when the boys move out so he can finally have the house all to himself, inviting all his hot dates to a large empty mansion. These days, women are turned off when their date has teenage boys living in the house and sometimes it gets really bad when he catches his dates staring at the boys with hungry looks on their faces, realizing his mistake by inviting another sicko freak into his house.
As he passes the neatly organized living room, wishing he had 2 granddaughters instead, he goes to get some orange juice in the kitchen. Then reading the newspaper, doing some stretches, making breakfast, and all the other menial chores for the day. He hears Riley wake up and walk down the stairs when he hears a loud high-pitched scream outside.
Cutie-pie?
Jazmine was at her front door, opening it, thinking her parents were still asleep and slightly worried that the door was left unlocked.
She sees the scene as she went through the door.
The house was absolutely wrecked. Furniture tumbled over, pieces of clothing, food, kitchenware, sprawled across the floor, and then- she sees 2 figures in their living room.
Her mommy is passed out on the couch as she sees her daddy wearing a big ugly grin sitting on one of their armchairs.
Tom didn't say anything... he just stared, with an ugly evil grin. A look so vile and repulsing. She has never seen her daddy's face with so much evil and utter hatred.
This isn't her daddy, it looks like the devil is wearing his skin.
"Wutt u lookin at nyggaa?! Bitccch who are u disturbing a man and walkin in his house uninvited?!"
This was not her father.
She flees the house as if it was a burning building as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! That smell!
Hearing the high-pitched scream, knowing exactly who was yelling, Huey runs out of the backyard ready and prepared for anything as he sees a crying Jazmine in the middle of the street running.
"Jazmine! What is it?!" He shouts, quickly getting to the point.
Her face is covered in tears as she barely made words through her sobbing. All she can do is point at the direction of her house.
Without another word Huey moves past her and moves to the front door of the Dubois house which Jazmine had left open. She keeps her distance but follows behind him.
As Huey approaches it he hears her yelp "Huey!" She shudders. "Be careful!"
But as soon as he faces the door and takes one step in, he is caught off guard by the massive mess in the house, then he sees a fist heading straight for his neck. A punch meant for a deathblow.
"Huey!"
He dodges just in time and pulls his head backwards, the fist missing only a millisecond away, He sees Tom and a wicked smile greet him.
"Goouud morning nyggga!"
His suspicions from last night were correct, Stinkmeaner had returned.
"Stinkmeaner-" He growls. "How many times we gotta beat your crusty old ass for you to stay in hell for good."
"I Gotz a messssage for your grandpa. That bitchz azz nygga and I are gonn hav a rematch!" Stinkmeaner yells as spit comes out of his mouth. "If he donttt show up TOnight then I'll burn dis pompous shit-smelling neighburhood to the ground!"
A while later, still being early morning, Huey, Jazmine, Riley, and Granddad sit down on the kitchen table to discuss.
Huey explains to Jazmine the history regarding Stinkmeaner, explaining to her their last 3 Stinkmeaner encounters and the Hateocracy, always emphasizing how Granddad went out of his way to beat a blind man to death the 1st time.
"The man stepped on his shoe and Granddad went into a fit! Just like that, Granddad made it personal." Huey puts his hands up. "I told Granddad not to hit 'em then a second later, a blind old man and another old man are out scrapping in public like they were fighting for the last twinkie in the retirement home!"
"Damn I remember now!" Riley cackles like a hyena. "Granddad he Billi Jean'ed yo ass! Hahaha Granddad after this, you should hit up Stevie Wonder fo' an exhibition match! Haha whatcha gon do in the rematch Granddad? Fall on the nigga for the 2nd time? Hahaha Granddad lets go to the hospital and fight some handicapped niggas for practice!"
Huey sighs "Karma caught up to you Granddad, if ya didn't kill him the first time he wouldn't be haunting you for eternity."
"Boys, shut the hell up." He then smacks Riley on the head. "Watch yo mouth boy!"
Riley continues laughing "Whatchu gon do Granddad! Hahaha you gonna beat me Granddad? Maybe you can get some practice in with an amputee befo' you try to rematch a blind man! Wait wait wait." He takes one of his arms and puts it inside his shirt so that he looks like he only has one arm. "Okayyy, I'm ready." Riley busts out laughing.
"BOY! Come here nigga and I'mma turn you to an amputee!"
Jazmine just sits there in the table learning that her daddy is possessed by a spirit. "What are we gonna do about my daddy?!" Jazmine squeals.
"Oh don't worry Jazmine!" Riley yells. "Granddad is just gonna pop his knee again and fall on him, then Tom's gonna whoop his ass! Hahaha!"
Suddenly before Granddad can even react, the door swings open.
"I say just take the unholy coon out the back and shoot'im in the back of the head!" Uncle Ruckus barges in.
Ruckus is wearing a police uniform and appears to be on duty, he lets himself continue. "Oh don't you worry sweet little hybrid, yo jungle daddy is long gone, now he is deep in the ballsack of Mr. Satan himself where they have a place reserved for all them good for nothin government niggas ike your daddy! And friends if you have any bit of white man sense in you, you should know that the bullet is a 2 in 1 deal and should be thanking the white Lord for this opportunity! Shoot the head then both that Stinkmeaner fella and our negro lawyer can go to nigga hell where they belong!"
"Ruckus shut the hell up! We ain't gonna shoot Tom in the head! Why the hell are you even here!"
"I'm responding to a noise complaint Robert. Tom has been terrorizing this pure white paradise and disturbing the white man's peace!"
Jazmine lets out a shriek. "We are not going to shoot him!"
"Ruckus what the hell?! You respond to a noise complaint by shooting him in the head?!"
"You are not going to kill my daddy!"
"Ey yo! I gotta make a profit on this like Wuncler! It's gonna be prime time entertainment tonight!" Riley talks over them.
"Enough!" Huey raises his voice. "Riley! Don't let Granddad do anything stupid! And don't let Ruckus shoot Tom!"
Huey gets up from the table and heads outside looking annoyed.
"Boy! Where you think you're going?!"
"All of you are losing it!" Huey responds as he heads to the garage
As Huey opens the door to the garage he goes immediately to work on his workbench, Firing up the small chemical station and trying to look for materials.
He hears knocking on the door. She softly asks "Huey can I come in?"
"Come in."
"Please- please please tell me you have a plan..."
"Yeah."
Jazmine enters the door and observes the garage, this has not been the first time she's seen it and in fact as years go by, she has witness the garage get more and more crowded when Huey picks up new interests in things. In one corner looks like a tiny gym space with a punching bag and some weights while the other corner had cabinets and shelves full of books. Mr. Freeman and Riley never really needed the extra space to begin with so Huey has the garage all by himself.
As Huey begins work on whatever plan he's thinking, he looks over his chemical cabinet and scans over it for a certain bottle.
"Jazmine come here." He says calmly, "Get some gloves and pour the vial in."
Huey is using tongs to hold a beaker over a small gas fire while turning a knob to control the flame. She complies with Huey, pouring the contents in the vial. She lightly taps the end of the vial to make sure every drop goes in.
As Jazmine and Huey finish, she sits on one of the chairs as Huey does the next steps.
"Huey what are we making?" Jazmine asks with curious green eyes.
"Hm..." Huey responds. "Well it depends, how much does your dad weigh?"
Jazmine raises an eyebrow. "I think he weighs 190?"
"Aight..." Huey responds in a monotone voice. "Well if you really want to know, we're making animal tranquilizer enough for a bear"
Jazmine can't help but giggle at the ridiculousness "Oh my goodness."
"Don't laugh. If you're making fun of me then-"
"I'm sorry! No, that's smart! Really!" Jazmine cheeks turn red "But how do you expect to get close and poke the syringe?"
"I don't have to get close and there's no syringe, instead we have this." Huey then opens one of the boxes in the garage and takes out a small dart gun. Jazmine lets out another giggle. "Put a dart in, then shoot and he'll be out in seconds."
He continues. "Hey if you're gonna laugh let me just point out that your other options are: A. I knock him out and your dad gets a concussion, B. Granddad beats the life out of him with a cane, maybe killing him or C. Ruckus shooting a gun."
"Okay okay Huey! I'm sorry! Your plan is way better..." Jazmine turns a little more serious realizing her father's life is at stake. She then talks softly. "What happens when we sedate him?"
"I don't know. Haven't thought about it yet," Huey replies. "Pray?"
"You said that the first time my daddy was possessed you called an exorcist right?"
"Granddad called for one but we got Uncle Ruckus."
"Well you said something about Stinkmeaner and Uncle Ruckus telling a joke? That's how you saved daddy last time."
"It's not gonna happen a 2nd time Jazmine, He's going to be on guard."
Jazmine's eyes well up. "Is- is- my daddy really gone? Mommy and I are gonna be stuck with a creep in our house!"
Huey moves closer to Jazmine who is starting to cry in her chair. Why do you have to be such a crybaby all the time... Huey thoughts. He then holds her hand and squeezes it gently "Stop crying I'm gonna think of something and get your dad back."
Time passes as they pause staring at each other's eyes with Huey kneeling down infront of the chair she's sitting and Jazmine trying to wipe the tears off her face. They then realize the silence and each others stares as Huey stands up and goes back to working. Jazmine pulls her eyes away and can't help but feel warm inside. He's so sweet, I can't believe he has to put up with me all the time... Jazmine focus on saving your dad!
After some time she says. "We haven't given our plan a name yet!" While remembering a childhood memory. "Let's call it: Jazmine and Huey's plan to sedate my dad and stop a ghost from possessing him."
"Yeah. Whatever."
As night approaches and the sun is slowly coming down, a 15 year old blonde with twin braids pulls up and rings the doorbell.
"Ay Yung Reeeezay!"
"What up C!"
"I got the flyers handed out, I took in some bets too, the event is gon be lit, is your granddad ready yet?"
"Ye. He just bout ready, now we just gotta setup, if we do this right we gonna be lookin fresh for school! Ay we drop sum cash on some clean sneakers and we'll straight up pimp next time we go hoopin."
"Remember Reezy, 40/60 cut. 40 for me"
"Eyy eyy you getting greedy, I said Im doing 70/30, it's my granddad's ass on the line here, I'm puttin my own flesh n blood into this!"
"And who did most of the work walking around town handing out shit and setting this place up nigga?"
"Aight fine! You cold. Hoe."
"Man, Riles shut the fuck up didn't yo grandfather tell you not to call girls hoes?"
"Ye. But u still a hoe."
"Get yo punk ass here and stop peeking out that doorway nigga! You hidin there like a bitch!"
Then as Riley opens the door fully and walks out, thinking he ain't a bitch and so he's gonna walk up to her. Then suddenly Cindy punches him in the gut making him recoil. Cindy knows Riley too well and knows how to get the jump on Riley and hitting where it hurts. She and Riley have been together for a while, they are what they call each other their 'ride and die', a term they made up themselves to say that they'll have each other's backs, but more accurately their relationship is more of a 'tough love' than anything else really.
Without letting Riley react from the punch, Cindy grabs him by the collar of his tank top and lands a quick kiss, brief and almost dismissive. Sometime along their ride and die, it became more romantic, that came along with a story of some crazy adventure he had with Cindy. He had tried to brag about it to Huey, knowing that his younger brother was the first one to hit 1st base (meaning Riley had gotten his first kiss before Huey) but Huey tunes his voice out when he starts mentioning how gay his brother is.
"40/60 or im walkin..." She whispers in his ear.
Regarding the pair, the two seem like exact copies of each other, if you disregard their looks and the color of their skin the two practically shares the same soul. As the 2 grew up they have done the exact same things since they were young, always playing basketball or video games, or getting entangled on some gang shit, obsessing over the hood life, basically the authentic and stereotypical hood lifestyle much to Huey's detest. But hey, he's just a hater.
As the 2 share a moment and after a bit more bickering the stage is set on the middle of the road with lights and even a sound system for the mic. Thanks to Cindy's flyers and Riley hyping it up online a crowd gathers up to see 2 black men fight each other. Tom is definitely going to have to explain to his job about this street fight when he gets out of this whole mess. The sun continues to set and go down as the peaceful neighbourhood of predominantly white residents shut their windows and turn off their lights as they see the street turn into some washed up Detroit alley for the night.
They didn't really had the funds to get a proper boxing ring, Riley and Cindy's setup is just some rope tied between street lamps and a fire hydrant making a weird square but will have to do. All street fights always include some good ol' asphalt and concrete so Riley didn't even bother with putting down mats on the ground for the match.
Granddad looks pumped as he makes his entrance into the ring, the sound system hyping up his entrance with some loud rap that he had no say in planning. Granddad didn't even want to rematch at first but he's only fighting Stinkmeaner again due to Riley's pestering. And also because he knew that if he didn't beat the crap out of Stinkmeaner or at the very least do something then he's never going to leave Tom's body.
The crowd cheers him on as he takes off his belt and holds his cane over his back, dual wielding the most stereotypical weapons for an elderly man. Then a different beat plays when Tom aka Stinkmeaner pulls up to the ring still wearing Tom's suit, walking in the most intimidating manner as possible with a look hungry for blood. And as these matches always go, a skimpy dressed white girl strolls around the ring holding up a sign saying 'Round 1'.
"Youz a dead man Freeman!" Stinkmeaner yells.
Then the bell rings and they charge at each other like bulls.
Damn
In the first 5 seconds, Stinkmeaner jumps into the air and knocks the wind out of Granddad as he does a flying punch, almost breaking his chin.
While Granddad tries to use his advantage with his weapons, he is on the defensive as Stinkmeaner punches him repeatedly in the chest, pushing him to the edge and his back against the ropes. The crowd was cheering at first but then slowly realizes that they are no longer watching a fight but instead a public execution.
Granddad tries to block a punch with his cane but Stinkmeaner his bare fists connect with the cane and snapping the wood in two, making several gasps.
Huey and Jazmine rush outside hearing the loud noise, they see a full blown event in the middle of the road.
"Riley! What the hell are you doing?! Is that- Nigga are you livestreaming!?"
Riley is holding up his phone ignoring Huey. "Yeah! Come on Granddad! Stop pussying and hit him!"
"Riley!" Huey smacks his brother in the head. "The fuck have you done televising this shit! And why'd you let our granddad do a fucking brawl in front of our lawn!"
"Relax Huey, Stinkmeaner is blind! He doesn't have a chance against Granddad!"
Huey shouts violently "For real!? Are you an idiot?! He's in Tom's body! Unlike his old body Tom has working eyes! Riley, You're gonna get Granddad killed!"
Shit
"Why the hell did you even do a rematch so early! it isn't even dark yet! Now stand up and help! Buy us some time while Jazmine and I work on this!"
"What?! Seriously!? You've been gone the whole day! I thought you and Jazzy just eloped or some shit why the fuck do I have to get in there!"
"Shut the fuck up Riley! Now for our fucking sake you need to pull Granddad out of there or his death is on your stupid ass!"
"Cindy!" Riley panics "Hold the camera and keep the stream running! I gotta sub in for Granddad!"
Ruckus stands among the crowd still in his police uniform, almost ready to step in after he watches his friend Robert get beaten to a pulp but before he could do anything about it, Riley drags his Granddad out of the ring.
A commentator had actually shown up and just began using the microphone, hyping the crowd even more with this "new competitor in the ring". Cindy meanwhile is busy in the sidelines handling bets and holding the livestream, she gives out winnings to those who betted for Tom and then takes new bets on Riley and Stinkmeaner.
Unlike Granddad, who's fighting style mainly revolves around beating his grandchildren with a belt, Riley has actual moves, fighting skills straight from the streets, an almost rhythmic style full of attitude.
Unfortunately for him, Stinkmeaner has spent his entire afterlife training, honing his skill and practicing for this very day he can enact revenge on the Freemans.
Riley makes the first move and tries to land the first punch, missing completely and getting struck with a kick to his skull.
Oooh good grief! That's gonna leave a mark the commentator says
Riley recovers trying to land a punch blindly but only hitting air again.
"Are you done Jazmine? Hurry." Huey says while the two keep working.
The pair had to make a functioning air rifle from the dart gun along with having to make the right chemical compounds to propel it. The thing about tranquilizer darts is that trying shooting the thing using gunpowder is going to ruin the makeshift dart and so they had to make a chemical compound to shoot it using non-combustible means. Jazmine has just finished propulsion thanks to Huey's mentoring and after Huey gave her the dart she loads it in the barrel of the gun.
We only have 1 shot at this
They then nod to each other silently, looking for her dad, only to see Riley fly through the air and get thrown out the ring.
They then get worried. They have to change the plan. Stinkmeaner's reflexes are too fast.
"Jazmine... take the gun." Huey says. "You're gonna have to shoot..."
"What? I can't! I'm too nervous, I can't keep calm like you do!"
He shushes her. "Shh... just remember the time when I taught how you to shoot. But aim a little higher cause a dart is heavier."
"Huey what are you going to do?"
"I'm gonna have to lock him down and line up your shot."
"What if I miss?"
"It's okay. We can always make a new one."
"What if I hit you?"
"Well..." Huey pauses. I'll pass out, then he'll beat me to death He thinks to himself...
"Don't worry Jazmine I trust you."
"Okay." Jazmine cheers up, steeling her nerves. "I can do this. I won't let you down."
She continues "Please try not to hurt daddy."
"I'll try." Huey smirks, causing Jazmine's cheeks to blush slightly.
Stinkmeaner places his glare right at Huey, expressing that he wants to fight the last Freeman standing, Stinkmeaner had barely done any celebrating and continues to stare with that cold look in his eyes, Crowds cheer beneath him as a couple of cameras flash to take pictures.
Huey continues. "Wait, I got an idea."
Wanting Jazmine to stay far back, Huey takes her hand and leads her to where Cindy is sitting, catching her busy as she tries to distribute winnings to the crowd, looking extremely worried for Riley.
Huey yells to get her attention "Riley's fine! he's laying there on the grass." Cindy breaths a sigh of relief, then Huey takes out a few hundred dollars from his wallet and gives it Cindy. "I'm going in. I'm betting for myself."
Taking his lead, Jazmine takes out some cash too "Here. For Huey." She smiles. She knows full well what he is capable of. The crowd around Cindy starts laughing knowing Stinkmeaner has already beaten two fighters with practically little effort, they all start making bets against Huey and go all in for Stinkmeaner hoping for easy money.
Cindy growls at Huey. "McHater! If you lose we're gonna be down a thousand bucks!"
Jazmine steps up and defends Huey. "Don't worry Cin! He's got this."
"Fine. But you're gonna be covering our loss Huey!"
Coming up to the ring we have Woodcrest's very own Huey Freeman! Promising fighter for tonight folks maybe this time we can have a fight last over 1 minute! Black belt in several marshal arts, this man has been doing backflips and chopping wood with his bare hands since he was 6!
Huey and Stinkmeaner have a stare down. As they pace around the ring eyeing each other for cracks and openings in their stance.
Stinkmeaner remains silent, still wearing that same demented look. Normally Stinkmeaner is badmouthing and spend every breath hurling insults but now Huey can tell that Stinkmeaner's silence comes from a place of absolute murderous intent. As if he is too busy formulating the best way to kill a man, too busy anymore for talk.
Unlike his brother who is more akin to street fighting and minor skirmishes, owing from his childhood in Chicago, he knows how to fight rough and initmidate fools, Huey however is more refined, more precise, professionally and with sophistication. While Riley may know how to brawl, Huey knows how to duel.
Then they begin.
Huey goes immediately on the defensive, parrying 3-4 blows a second as Stinkmeaner hands him an unrelenting assault. Stinkmeaner adds in a few heavy kicks here and there trying to make Huey lose his balance. Huey however is prepared for this, he calms his nerves and blocks every attack perfectly, making sure to breath at a steady pace.
Then suddenly, Stinkmeaner goes for a roundhouse kick. Huey ducks and dodges, the kick meant for his ribs hits a streetlamp instead, leaving a noticable bent on the metal.
With Stinkmeaner's leg out of position Huey exploits the opening to throw a kick of his own hitting Tom straight on the jaw, knocking him on the ground.
"Ha not bad for a little nykgga."
Stinkmeaner gets back up and resumes. Now Huey begins countering his blows, using Stinkmeaner's momentum against him, using his training to target the joints and pressure points of his opponent.
I am the stone that the builder refused. I am the visual. The inspiration, that made lady sing the blues.
Stinkmeaner goes for another kick, this time connecting Huey's chest. Huey is pushed backwards to the ground but without missing a beat he pushes himself with his hands to stand right back up. The two continue and it looks like an even match, however Huey has been holding back, making sure not to hurt Tom too much.
Stinkmeaner has been increasingly losing his patience, Huey has been on the defensive the whole time, only throwing counter kicks and punches, this kind of style is irritating Stinkmeaner as Huey dodges most of his attacks. Huey then exhales. I gotta put him on a choke hold...
"Come on Nyyykgga you fight like a bitch. Bitch."
Huey maintains his defensive stance. He takes one of his hands and gives Stinkmeaner a wave, an invite for him to strike Huey.
Stinkmeaner loses his patience and goes for a full on tackle at Huey. Stinkmeaner heads straight to him like a charging bull, disregarding any sense of self-preservation, in his mind Stinkmeaner is thinking of knocking Huey to the ground then beating that afro-head repeatedly in the face. Jazmine shrieks, those green eyes full of concern "Go Huey! You can do it!"
To the crowd this was it. The final move to decide the fight. They were cheering for Stinkmeaner. Then to everyone's surprise, Huey leaps into the air and does a frontflip over Stinkmeaner's head, completely dodging the tackle. Stinkmeaner goes head first into the ring's boundary, his face slamming into the rope. Seeing Stinkmeaner's back facing towards him, he grabs him by the neck and put him on a choke hold.
He rotates Stinkmeaner towards Jazmine and shouts "Now Jazmine! Shoot!"
Bang
Hours later in the Freeman household, Tom is tied up on Riley's bed, both Granddad and Riley were sent to the hospital to treat for injuries while Jazmine, Cindy, and Huey try to save Mr. Dubois.
Jazmine asks. "How long is he gonna be under?"
"For the whole night. Probably." Huey responds. "Check his pulse."
"Still good."
Cindy sits from afar counting the money, grinning as she counts. She was able to collect a ton of cash by ticket sales and livestream donations. She and Riley definitely made bank this night especially since Huey and Jazmine had made their bets. But of course, being the event organizers she is gonna have to take a cut. She eyes the money thoroughly while feeling worried about Riley.
After a few moments she interjects between the two. "I don see the big deal, what if we just beat the ghost out of Jazzy's dad with a baseball bat? Ghostbuster in da hood style."
Jazmine whimpers. "Tried already the first time." Huey says.
"Exorcist?"
"Nope."
"Stake through the heart?"
"What kind of question is that? It's a possession not vampirism." Huey sighs.
Huey sits there pondering for solutions while Cindy moves to the side to call Riley in the hospital, Jazmine sits next to her daddy who is locked down under metal chains. She tries to nurse his wounds.
Huey then sits next to her with a flashlight, lifting one of Tom's eyelids and examining his pupils. Tom's eyes were blank, just pure white. Stinkmeaner is gone... but why isn't Tom coming back?
"Is something wrong Huey?"
He turns to her. "Can you call Ruckus to go up here?"
After some time and deliberation, Huey is locked up in chains as he sits cross legged on the floor. Ruckus stands there with a gun as the 2 girls look on. Huey turns to Uncle Ruckus "If either Tom and I gets possesed then you have my permission to shoot."
"As a proud member of the local Woodcrest police, It will be my pleasure to shoot a black man."
Jazmine is utterly terrified at the prospect, she is quite honestly scared but for Huey's sake she tries to keep a calm mind through this. However, the past 2 days has been horrible for her ever since Stinkmeaner started possessing her dad, and currently she sees Huey and her daddy in restraints as Uncle Ruckus (especially Uncle Ruckus) is pointing a gun at both their heads.
Jazmine has a syringe in her hand, filled with a milder anesthetic. Huey's plan is to sedate himself.
She leans down to Huey, visibly nervous. How does Huey do it? He looks so calm through all this. she thoughts to herself as her eyes take in Huey's determined face.
"I'm ready."
Jazmine injects the syringe on his arm. Helping Huey go into a trance as he tries to find a meditative state.
Huey closes his eyes, deep in meditation, trying to sense and focus on Stinkmeaner's spirit. As his mind wonders through the spiritual plane, he feels his body float weightless as if he is flying high up in the air. He then opens his eyes.
He sees himself surrounded by fire and brimstone, he is no longer in the house as he hears screams of pain and agony all around him. His spirit literally traveled to Hell.
A booming voice shouts at him. "Huey Freeman! Big fan of your terrorist work!"
Is he talking with Satan?
Huey's scowl lighten as he takes a look, looking geniunely surprised. "I was right." Huey says. "I was right all along. Ronald Reagan really is the Devil."
"Well I'm touched. It seems we are already acquianted with each other. Tell me, have you come to barter?"
"Where is Tom Dubois?"
"Are you implying that your friend is in hell? Mr. Freeman that sounds a little harsh."
"I know he is here! That man is innocent and you let Stinkmeaner and that man switch places! Now Tom Dubois is rotting here in hell while you let that old man roam free!"
"I didn't have much choice. Stinkmeaner is one of the most insufferable souls I've met, so much so I had to kick him out of Hell..."
"Then how about him? You know where he is?"
"Rightt behin u nyggggaaa."
Stinkmeaner stood behind him, no longer in Tom's body but in his elderly and blind form, wearing those oversized glasses and supporting himself with a cane.
"Tell you what Huey Freeman. Get rid of him and all of us can get rid of this problem."
"Get rid of me? Get rid of Colonel H. MOdderfucking Stinkmeaner?! U Stupi-
But before Stinkmeaner can finish his sentence, Huey pounces at him, no longer holding back and no more concern with hurting Tom's body.
Stinkmeaner receives the harshest beatdown in his life as Huey professionally whoops his ass, striking every bone and limb in his body.
After a beating that seemed to last for an eternity, Huey stands up and glares at Stinkmeaner's broken body. "You're lucky you can't die in hell! Now if I ever see you in the living world again I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your godforsaken afterlife!"
Huey then finds Tom at the side and grabs him by his suit jacket, he actually looks to be unconscious. Then Huey turns around with a glare cold enough to freeze hell "Do your job right asshole. He's your problem now."
"Very well. Looking forward to seeing you again Mr. Freeman."
Huey and Tom both wake up at the same time, his head in a huge amount of pain in what feels like a massive hangover. He then opens his eyes to see Jazmine by his side, greeting him with a tight hug.
"Huey!"
The things he does for this girl, he went through hell and back just to save her dad.
