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Chapter 10: Recovery

Darkness and blissful silence was all he heard. He laid there enjoying this place of solitude as long as he possibly could. Who knows when he would be able to come back to this place? To him this place was a place of luxury.

The silence was suddenly broken by the sound of beeping. He sighed in irritation, but he was also curious as to what was making that sound. He sat silently as he concentrated on his hearing. The more he focused on the sound, the louder it became. After listening intently, he realized that it was the sound of a heart monitor.

Shun struggled to open his eyes, which felt like they weighed a ton. Eventually, he was able to blink them slowly open. He took a single glance around the room and immediately knew that he was in a hospital room. He sighed as he raised his left arm to his head. The sound of metal as well as a sudden jerk told him that his left arm was secured by a handcuff to the bed. Shun looked at the offending object and growled in annoyance. 'Do they think I will miraculously get strong enough to even attempt something stupid?'

"Oh, good, you are finally awake." Shun turned his head to see a man that looked to be in his late thirties walk into the room. He was wearing scrubs and a white overcoat, which told everyone that he was a doctor.

"How long have I been out?" The young ninja asked. The doctor smiled. "For about three days." Shun looked at him shocked as the doctor looked at a folder. "I'm Doctor Allen Weaver." The man said as he finally looked up from the chart. "Actually, I'm amazed that you are even awake. I had thought you would be out for another four days."

All Shun seemed able to do was stare at Weaver. After a few moments of silence, he was able to find his voice. "I couldn't have been that bad."

Weaver turned to him with a raised eyebrow. "Really? Let me list off some of the diagnosis I found when you came in." He flipped open the chart and turned to the front page. Shun sat silently, feeling even more shocked as Weaver read directly from the page. "Patient seems to have suffered from massive amounts of blood loss, three broken ribs, deep bruising, mild internal bleeding, abrasions, moderate concussion, sprained right wrist, and dislocated left shoulder."

Weaver looked up after he finished. "I'd say that you were pretty bad off." Shun just continued to stare, surprised at how much injury he really had. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. "Ok, maybe I was worse off than I realized. How long do I have to stay here?" The doctor smiled. "When I tell you that you can leave. I say for at least a week, maybe two." Shun sighed and looked at his cuffed hand. He looked at the doctor. "Are these really necessary? I don't think I will be doing anything in my condition."

The doctor smiled sadly. "I'm afraid so. Prison policy for any patient that has to stay here longer than a few hours." Shun nodded, not pushing the issue any further.

"Now that you are awake, I will inform the investigation team. They would like to ask you some questions about what happened." Shun looked up confused. "There is an investigation team here?"

The doctor paused in his writing in the chart. "Yes there is. Sometimes events happen that no one witnesses, such as your case. They have no clue what happened and want to be sure that they put an end to it." Shun nodded. "Does it help?"

Weaver sighed as he closed the chart and headed for the door. "Sadly, no. If anything I think it is a waste of time." He said, and then he left the room.

"Great." Shun muttered as he tried to find a comfortable position. He already started to feel how painful his injuries really were and he realized that these injuries were the worst ones that he had ever had. Even with all of the injuries he had received during his ninja training. He sighed and closed his eyes deciding to take a light nap while he waited for the guards to come in and question him.

~S~

"If he squeals, we are in a lot of trouble. You know that, right?" Travis stated as they waited for the lights to turn out for the night. Vasquez gave a small laugh. "You worry too much. Even if he does squeal, they won't do much. A couple weeks on solitary confinement won't do much good for him."

The gang leader stood by the cell door and he was looking around at the other cells. "So he managed to squirm his way out of my last plan. He is merely giving me more time to come up with a much more horrific way to torment him." He grinned at the image of the young ninja on his knees begging for mercy.

The red haired man watched his boss carefully. He had been around this man long enough to understand his moods and right now, he could see the giddiness the older man was projecting. 'Glad I'm not going to be the one on the receiving end of that.'

The lights to the wing suddenly went out, leaving the wing dark except for the several lights that was the emergency lighting. Vasquez made his way to his bank and got himself comfortable for the night. "First thing tomorrow, Travis, we are planning for Kazami's downfall." He cackled quietly as pulled up the blankets. 'Soon I will be satisfied enough that I can end his pathetic life.' Vasquez mused as he drifted off to sleep.

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Another chapter up! This was a pretty short chapter, but I promise the next one will be longer. Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please review! See ya'll next time! *SaphirePearl*