Genesis- Rewriting

IN AND 'OUT'

RAIZO RAISED HIS HANDS IN VICTORY,AND BROUGHT THAT GRIN RIGHT BACK ON FACE.ONLY THEN DID HE REALIZE THAT HIS CHEEK BONES HURT,SO DID HIS TORSO AND LIMBS WHERE HE HAD RECEIVED NUMEROUS PUNCHES AND KICKS WITH 'CONNOR' WRITTEN ALL OVER THEM.YET HE KEPT SMILING AND WAVING. 

THE CROWD WAS CHEERING AND CHANTING HIS NAME.NOTHIN COULD BE BETTER THAN STANDING HERE,RIGHT NOW,AT THIS MOMENT,WITH A FEELING AS IF THE ENTIRE WORLD WAS HIS FOR THE TAKING.

BUT THEN,THE FATES HAVE ALWAYS BEEN DEVIOUS,EVER UNSATISFIED WITH THE GENERAL WAY OF THINGS------- 

BAM!!..RAIZO HEARD A GUNSHOT.HE THOUGHT IT WAS HIM WHO HAD BEEN THE TARGET,BUT FORTUNATELY,NO BULLET HAD YET CREATED A PEEK HOLE IN HIM.HE LOOKED AROUND FOR THE SOURCE OF THE SHOT AND RUNNING A GLANCE THROUGH THE CROWD HE OBSERVED THAT NONE HAD BEEN INJURED,YET SOMETHIN WAS WRONG.THE PEOPLE WERE SHOUTING AND POINTING ABOVE HIM, BUT THE GENERAL CACOPHONY MADE IT HARD TO MAKE OUT ANYTHING.HE WAS JUST ABOUT TO LOOK UP WHEN SOMETHIN HEAVY AND SHARP HIT HIS HEAD AND A PIERCING PAIN SHOT DOWN THROUGH HIS HEAD AND NECK. 

HE LOST HIS BALANCE AND FELL RIGHT NEXT TO WHERE CONNOR WAS NOW SITTING UP.THE SOUNDS OF AUTHORITIES AND EMS SHOUTING FOR THE PANICKED CROWD TO MAKE WAY WERE DYING OUT.HE BEGAN TO LOSE HIS VISION AND SOON HE WAS ENGULFED IN DARKNESS. 

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WHEN HE WOKE UP, HE THOUGHT HE MUST STILL BE IN THE RING,BUT THERE WAS DEFINITELY A BED UNDERNEATH HIM.A BIT UNCOMFORTABLE,NOT LIKE THE USUAL SOFT ONES YOU FIND IN A HOSPITAL,WHICH STRUCK HIM AS ODD.HE HEARD TWO MEN SPEAKING,ONE WITH A ROUGH BURLY VOICE,AND THE OTHER A SOFTER YET STALWART TONE. 

THERE WAS A DULL,YET CONSISTENT PAIN AT THE NAPE OF HIS NECK.

HE FELT HIS HEAD WITH HIS HAND,AND REALIZING IT WAS BANDAGED HE TRIED TO ELEVATE HIS BACK AND OPEN HIS EYES.BUT AFTER HE DID,HE DECIDED HE WAS SURELY UNDER SOME KIND OF DELIRIUM OR DEFINITELY COMATOSE.

THE ROOM HE WAS IN DIDN'T BELONG TO A HOSPITAL.

MEDIEVAL FLAME TORCHES INSTEAD OF LIGHTS,CRUDE STONE WALLS INSTEAD OF PLASTERED AND PAINTED ONES, AND A VERY DIFFERENT ATMOSPHERE, MADE HIS HEAD FEEL LIGHT AGAIN.BESIDE HIM WAS A TABLE WITH ANCIENT RUNES KIND OF ENGRAVINGS ON IT AND A SINGLE BOTTLE SAT ATOP IT WITH A GLASS AT IT'S SIDE.HE COULDN'T READ WHAT WAS WRITTEN OR RATHER ETCHED ONTO THE BOTTLE BUT THE BREW INSIDE DEFINITELY DIDN'T LOOK LIKE APPLE JUICE.

HE LOOKED AT THE TWO GUYS STANDING IN FRONT OF HIM.THE GUY WITH THE BURLY VOICE WAS BUFF,WITH A BUILT BETTER THAN HIMSELF AND THE OTHER WAS,WELL,HE LOOKED LIKE SOME TYPICAL HERO FROM A ROMANTIC ACTION FILM,A MUSCULAR BUT LITHE BUILT,LIGHT BROWN EYES,AND BLONDE HAIR- A MR.MCSTEAMY, AND BOTH OF THEM WERE WEARING A LEATHER JACKET KIND OF AN OUTFIT.RAIZO THOUGHT HE'D SEEN SOMETHING LIKE THAT IN THE MOVIE TROY THE OTHER DAY THAT WARRIORS WORE BENEATH THEIR METAL ARMOUR.HE TOOK ANOTHER LOOK AROUND AND,TO REASON WITH THINGS,THOUGHT HE MUST BE IN SOME KIND OF A THEME HOTEL-COME-HEALING CENTRE KIND OF A PLACE,THOUGH WHY SOMEONE WOULD HAVE BROUGHT HIM HERE HE COULDN'T IMAGINE.PLUS,THERE WEREN'T ANY ASIAN CHICKS AROUND EITHER---PITY,HE THOUGHT. 

HE FELT LOOSE AND ACHY ALL OVER HIS BODY,LIKE HE'D BEEN BEATEN UP BY A BULL WHILE HE WAS OUT,AND FELT PAINS AND CRAMPS WHERE THERE SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ANY.HE DIDN'T THINK CONNOR MANAGED TO COVER SO MUCH OF HIM. 

NOTICING HE WAS AWAKE,THE BUFF BALD GUY BROKE AWAY FROM THE CONVERSATION HE WAS HAVING WITH THE OTHER GUY AND INQUIRED,

"HEY HOW D'YA FEEL?"--OH JUS GREAT!!..RAIZO WANTED TO SAY,BUT THEN HE THOUGHT BETTER OF IT,HE DIDN'T WANT TO GET ON THE BAD SIDE OF THIS GUY.NOT THAT HE COULDN'T TAKE HIM ON BUT BECAUSE HE WASN'T IN MUCH OF A SHAPE RIGHT NOW AND THESE GUYS HAD PROBABLY HELPED HIM FROM THE LOOKS OF IT.