Rayden looked up at his older brother. "Please…" Rayden's voice trailed off, his throat hurt so much. Kahn's grin became wider. "Please what?" Kahn snickered. "Please don't take me to father? Please don't beat me? Is that it?"

Rayden hung his head unable to meet his brother's intense gaze. "Yes." He whispered. "What was that? I didn't hear you!"

Yes." Rayden said a little louder, wincing as his throat burned. Suddenly Rayden's body was racked by hacking coughs.

"Well…Too Bad!" Kahn snatched Rayden up, Kahn, for the first time, noticed how light his brother seemed. "Loosing weight, little brother?"

Rayden began struggling pitfully against Kahn, trying to push himself away. "You just never learn, do you?"

Rayden didn't feel the sudden blow that Kahn delivered, it was so fast. He just felt blackness creeping over his vision, just as quickly the darkness enveloped him. Rayden fell limp against his brother's shoulder. Kahn wordlessly slung the limp body over his shoulder, walking out of the cell.

"You stupid Idiot!" Shinnok screamed at his elder son. "what good will it be to torture him if he can't feel it!" Shao Kahn bowed in front of his father, Rayden lay at his feet, still uncousiness.

"Father, he will awaken in just a few moments." As if on cue, Rayden began to stir. His head lollied to one side, his eyes slowly opened. The confusion in his clear eyes was replace with fear as he looked up at his father. "Oh God…" Shinnok smiled down at his son, but there was no warmth in the smile. "No, son. Not God, but I'm getting there." Rayden turned his head slightly, seeing Kahn still bowed. "Kahn, pick him up. I don't want his blood getting my robes dirty. Kahn bowed again, lifting Rayden's sagging body up.