Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep...

That's all Genji heard. The constant beeping ringing as he started to wake up. He tried to open his eyes, but he was blinded by a white light. He thought he was dead and he was on the other side. He closed his eyes after the light burned his eyes, but he slowly opened them again to adjust to the light. From the blurry vision to a clear sight, he learned that the light was actually from a surgical lamp.

He was in a hospital? Why? Where was Hanzo? The last thing he remembered was Hanzo offering him a chance to spar. Did Hanzo go too far? Why couldn't he remember? To find more answers, he looked about the room. The room was dark save for the lamp above him. He couldn't clearly see around the room, but he found another light coming from a small lamp on a desk next to the bed he was laying on. Sitting at the desk was a young woman reading a book.

Genji scanned her, trying to figure out who she was. She didn't noticed that he was awake and he took that into stride. He looked at her up and down, observing her blue eyes that were covered in a pair of reading glasses, her golden blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, her slender figure covered in an orange turtleneck sweater, navy blue skirt, black stocking with white shoes and a white lab coat. Genji concluded that she was a doctor, but was she his doctor? He still couldn't remember why he was in the hospital.

Another thought that crept into his mind was that she was far too attractive to be a doctor. Genji was like Paris of Troy of the Shimada clan, women were his specialty. He was indeed quite attracted to her, but he still needed answers to his predicament.

The woman looked up from the book and noticed he was awake, "Oh, you're finally awake!"

She closed the book and placed it on desk. She stood up and walked over to Genji's side and introduced herself, "I'm Dr. Angela Zeigler, I'm your physician, Mr. Shimada."

Her European accent excited Genji. He always found the accent of the Europeans to be exotic. But "Mr. Shimada"?

"Genji." was his first word to her.

"I beg your pardon?"

"You can call me Genji."

"Oh, very well! You can call me Angela or Mercy if you'd like." Her smile was mesmerizing to him. He still needed answers, but he was just lost in her face. Of all the women he had in his life, she was possibly the most beautiful he had ever seen.

"Well, Mercy, Angela seems to fit you since you definitely are quite angelic." Genji smirked smugly as he looked up at her. Expecting her to fall for his charm, Genji just sat back and waited for her to swoon. However, instead of falling for his spell, she lightheartedly chuckled. Genji laid there, trying to figure out what on earth was so funny.

"Oh Genji, that was very funny!" Did she really think he was joking? Genji had never been so confused in his life. This is literally the first woman he seduced that didn't catch on. Was there something wrong with her?

After Mercy caught her breath, she smiled down at Genji and said, "Now, all that out of the way, I just would like to tell you that your body has made a full recovery. I kept you sedated so you could get some rest."

"About that, what the hell happened to me?" Genji asked, completely forgetting the failed flirting attempt. He still was having trouble remembering.

"Well, what's the last thing you remember?" Mercy asked him.

Genji began to think back, thinking about Hanzo starting their sparring session. This was it all started to come back to him. He remember walking into the dojo with Hanzo. He remembered them fighting hand to hand, Genji gaining the upper hand. That was when Hanzo swiftly pulled a sword off of the wall and swung to try and strike Genji. Genji thought it was a little ploy to make the spar more interesting so he just dodged each strike, mocking his brother. It was fun, that was until Hanzo actually nicked him in the arm. Genji winced in pain, thinking it was an accident. However, after Genji stopped to recuperate, Hanzo charged him. Genji dodged him and leaped up to the top of a display case. He scolded Hanzo for not letting him rest, but Hanzo leaped up to the top of the case and gave another swing. Genji leaped up in the air to dodge it. When he landed on the ground, he shouted at Hanzo to let him rest, but he just kept coming. Each swing Hanzo gave was starting to become more and more aggressive. Genji couldn't believe it, Hanzo was actually trying to hit him! Genji begged Hanzo to stop, but his cries were ignored.
Hanzo finally got Genji again, this time striking him in the stomach. Genji gasped as he felt the blade enter his abdomen. Hanzo pulled the blade from his brother's stomach and Genji buckled over and gasped for air. Genji couldn't bare the pain he was feeling. Not only the pain of his wound, but the pain of betrayal from his own older brother. Genji could admit to himself that he was foolish and too carefree for his own good, but he always loved and admired his brother. It was painful as he slowly looked up at Hanzo, who still stood before him, the blade dripping with blood.

"Why?"

Hanzo raised his blade, tears in his eyes. The rest...Genji didn't want to remember.

"Hanzo..."

"I beg your pardon?" Mercy brought him out of his flashback. Genji looked back up at her, her face becoming like a light in his dark moment. Just the sight of her majestic eyes was enough to ease the pain of his terrible memories. There was something about this woman.

"My brother, Hanzo." he told her. "He attacked me."

Mercy gasped and covered her mouth as her eyes widen in shock. Genji could see pain in her eyes, but why? It wasn't like she knew who he was or who Hanzo was.

"That's awful!" Mercy gasped. This woman was truly confusing to Genji, but he wasn't aware of how attached she became of him while he was under. She took care of him, cared for him and made sure he was comfortable. She often wonder what it was that brought him to such a terrible state, not once thinking his own brother was the cause. She couldn't stop thinking about how horrible it has to be for him to know that his own brother turned on him. Mercy just felt a wave of strong sadness flush over her, it almost brought tears to her eyes. She reached down and held his hand.

"Genji, I'm so sorry you had to endure this!" she gasped. Genji looked up at her, dumbfounded. He could hear actual concern in her voice. This woman, a complete stranger to him, was truly concerned for him. Sure she was a doctor and they were suppose to care for their patients, but she was treating him and talking to him like they were old friends. It was like his pain was hers.

"Why do you concern yourself with my problems, doctor?" Genji asked.

Mercy wasn't fully aware of her particular situation and she was truly surprised herself. She didn't realize how emotional she was after hearing Genji's plight. She let his hand go and tried to find the right words to say. Thankfully she didn't really need to say anything because that was when Medic walked into the lab.

"Oh good, you're awake!"