A/n: This is a series of one shots that I wrote some years ago. They are all un-betad, and I've no inclination to do anything further with them. If you get inspiration, and write from them, that's awesome, jut send me a link to the story so I can read it.

Shot 1

It was the slapping of the rain on the mud next to face that woke me up. As I slowly opened my eyes, pain wracked my body, leaving me feeling like I'd been given shock treatment. Minutes passed, and I found myself still unable to move. It was almost if I was paralysed; my brain was telling my arms to move and roll me over, but the signal wasn't getting through.

More rain

I was cold now. A shiver made its way up and down my body as I closed my eyes again, I could taste dirt in my mouth, and as I moved my tongue around, I discovered I had some loose teeth.

What the hell happened? I wondered.

I suddenly realised I had no idea where I was, or how I got there, so I tried to think back to the last place I could remember being last night. It was like being sucker punched in the gut, and having the stuffing knocked out of you. I was empty as a bottle of milk that had been used up.

I realised the rain was starting to ease off. Thank God for that

There were tumbleweeds blowing about in my mind. All I could feel was pain, and the cold of the wind and rain, but inside, I was like a candy store raided by ten year olds with endless pocket money. I couldn't remember anything.

Crap.

I fell back to sleep. When I woke up, I felt light. Not light weight, as if I could float, but light, as in a spirit who can move without a body holding it to the earth. That thought seemed to trigger something inside of me, and I don't know if a great weight lifted, or if a switch was thrown turning me back on, but I was able to roll over onto my back.

I immediately wished I hadn't. The only thing I got to see was a boot coming down on my face. Hard.