Here's one more chapter for today.... I hope you enjoy and as you all know I don't make any money off of these and I don't own anyone in the wwe... of Coarse Vince has that satisfaction......

Chapter 1

Randy felt like he was in a tunnel. He could hear voices and things being moved about, but it was ringing, muffled from the blackness that surrounded him. He strained to make his way through the thick emptiness to find out were he was, but he couldn't move. He felt someone touch his shoulder, and a voice ask him to please lie still, but he couldn't, he had to break open the darkness.

Pain. He felt the pain start to explode through every fiber of his body. If only he could remember what happened. How he had become suddenly engulfed in the nothingness that was all around him, and why he was hurting so much.

"Son, stop fighting." A familiar voice boomed through his struggle.

It took Randy only a second, but he realized that the voice belonged to his father, and he fought harder. His father always had the answer. He would be able to shed some light on what happened.

"You are making it worse on yourself, son." His father spoke again.

If only his father would explain, already. Tell him why he was there, alone in the dark. If he would just appear and offer his hand to him and show him the way home.

"Randy, listen to me boy..." His father stated sternly, causing him to lessen his struggle, "I know you're scared, but you have to stop moving... I'm going to explain a little about what's going on. If you understand, I want you to squeeze my fingers, can you feel my fingers?"

Randy stopped his struggle all together and opened his senses, wanting to feel his father's fingers. He felt his hand being lifted and squeezed. Concentrating he thought about making his fingers curl around what ever had his hand. Finally he felt it solid in his grip and he heaved a sigh of relief.

"Good... Now listen... you won't be able to open your eyes for a while because they are swollen shut, and you aren't going to be able to talk because they crushed your windpipe with a chair. Now, there is a lot more to your injury list, but you have to know that you are going to be fine."

Randy's mind screamed. How was it possible? He was just in the ring fighting Edge for a shot at the title... Realization hit him hard, and he groaned inwardly. His old teammates had finally made good on what they said they would do. The warm tears stung his wounded eyes as they flowed down his face. It was his own fault, if he had only given Hunter what he wanted, this would never have happened.

"Don't cry son. I know you are in some severe pain. I honestly don't think they left any part of you untouched, but you will get better and you will be back to work in no time."

Fear gripped Randy. If Hunter, Rick and Dave would go as far as this... then if he went back they'd kill him for sure. He never thought it would ever be this bad. He had taken their previous beatings, allowed them to leave him bloody and bruised.... He hoped that in doing so they might end it... and when they had left him alone for the past few weeks he figured that it worked and that they had moved on.... But apparently that was the plan. To lead him to believe that he was yesterdays news, and then jump him when he was no longer expecting them. If he was to return, and they would realize that they hadn't ended him, he would just wind up being their target again. The hard part was knowing he had no one to help him... not after being one of them... not after doing this to the others. Yes, a few of the guys had teamed up with him to go against his former friends, but they had made it perfectly clear before each match, that it didn't change how they felt about him and how much they didn't trust him.

He is alone in this battle. A senseless battle that should have ended once Hunter got his almighty belt back. He just wished he could sit up and tell his father no...

"Randy please settle down." His father pleaded, "You are only hurting yourself more."

Randy ignored his father's pleas and the pain grew as he continued to fight. Loud sick moans began to fill the blackness and his chest vibrated with each one until there was nothing.

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