In the Nights We Wept

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Warning- violence?

Summary- Mark is offered a chance to grant one of his greatest desires, one he has longed for. What happens when a simple wish that seemed so harmless becomes not so flawless? Slash.

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Randy stumbled, he was lost. A foggy cloud lingered in his mind. No he was lost...unconscious...dead maybe. Hell if he knew. He needed help. Someone needed to find him.
Randy slumped against the wall, he couldn't see straight. The last thing he remembered was a club, drinking, dancing..dancing with John. John! Where was John? John would know what was happening. Randy tried to stand up but the wall that he was leaning against seemed to move, Randy cried out in fright. What the hell was happening?

Randy fell back onto the ground. The world around him seem to stop shaking, a small layer of sweat seemed to gather on his skin, what the hell was happening?

Randy heard voices. No not in his mind, no these voices were real. Voices that were coming closer. Closer to him. He once again tried to stand but his legs didn't seem to want to co-operate. He wanted to get up and get away from these voices. Who know who they belonged to. It could be some drugged out hobo who was looking for some action with a pretty little thing. Not that Randy was little, or pretty he was a man therefore he was handsome. Deadly handsome. With another failed attempt Randy found his lips turning downwards into a frown, no he needed to get up, he need stand up on his damn two feet.

The voices were coming closer, no there were to close. Randy blinked up warily, they were standing before him. No, not them. Anyone but them. Randy tried to speak his tongue felt like it was swollen and his mouth felt like cotton. No he needed to get away. Now.

"Well, well what do we have here? A pretty little thing that needs to be taught a lesson, yeah?" the leader taunted, his group of shadows giggled, or laughed, whatever they were humouring the not so funny leader.

"Aww is big Randy scared of us? Well you should be." With that they attacked, what better thing than to attack a defenceless man in a dark alley. Randy managed to cry out and try to block some of the blows but his limbs felt heavy, and useless. Randy shot his leg out, he succeeded in hitting his target one of the shadows fell down with the force of the blow, it had been so unexpected. The others fought him back with a great vengeance.

Randy slumped back against the wall, the concrete was cold or were they bricks? It didn't matter they were so cold. Cold and hard. Painful. The group surrounded him, their fists rained down, as they feet shot out and kicked him painfully. Randy cried out in pain.

The world was dark. It was dark and there was no light. Randy felt the heavy darkness starting to drown him, with one last attempt he tried to fight back, no it earned him a kick in the shoulder.

Yup, that hurt.
Randy tried to clutch his shoulder but they stopped him and continued to assault the already injured body part.

Randy looked up at the dazedly, he tried to keep his eyes open, the darkness was calling to him. He looked up just as his eyes met a dark eyes staring back at him, the eyes lined with kohl giving them an aggressive dangerous look. Randy sighed and allowed his eyes to fall shut. He felt safe, Dark Eyes would punish this fools, or kill them. One or the other. Randy was unaware when the attacks stopped, as the newcomer physically threw each one of them against the wall, only when he finished punishing them in such a brutal way did he bend down and lift the unconscious man from his slumped position.

Dark Eyes held the young man protectively in his arms as he carried him, nobody bothered to look their way. The soft delicate breaths that puffed against his neck were the only things that kept him from going back and tearing the heads of those useless excuses for human beings.

The man finally came to the destination he held in his mind, he kicked the door open, ignoring the surprised "Hey!" that came at the response of the act. He glared at the bald man who stood up from his chair, the dog that rested at his feet growling threateningly until it saw who was there and settled back down.

"What the hell? What happened?" The man questioned following behind at Dark Eyes walked off, still carrying Randy protectively in his arms.

"Glenn?" Glenn stopped in his steps, watching as Mark walked off with the young man still laying in his arms heading off to his master bedroom. Glenn turned and found his young lover standing there, only dressed in one of Glenn's t-shirts that hung off his figure covering all that parts that needed to be covered.

"What's going on?" Glenn walked over to his lover and cupped his cheek. The young thing titled his head resting comfortably in the older man's grasp.

"Nothing Michael, time to go back to sleep." Mike nodded and walked back into the bedroom, he crawled into the big king sized bed with a yawn and settled himself amongst the fluffy bedding. Glenn leaned in the doorway watching, Mike caught his eye.

"Are you coming to bed?" Glenn growled, as much as he wished he could, his attention was still focused on his brother.

"I will once I talk to Mark. Go to sleep love, I'll join you soon." Mike yawned again and snuggled deeper into the blankets and pillows.

"Okay.." Mike's sleepy whisper came. Glenn watched as Mike drifted off to sleep. He watched the young man for a minute longer before gently shutting the door over and walking off down the hall to go find out what the hell Mark was doing with an unconscious Randy Orton.

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A.N So I start school in less than two days, which I have mixed feelings about. I don't like getting up in the morning, therefore I don't want to go. But I'm hoping I can find inspiration by being at school and around others. I tend to find inspiration in the oddest of times but school seems to help alot so yeah. Hopefully I can get some good ideas.

Once again I'm not totally positive where this is going as a story but I'm kinda liking it. I can't wait to see how people react to this chapter.

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