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A feed kicks in from a cell phone camera of Hiro laying in a hospital bed with tubes and the works coming out of him, and he seems to be feeling a lot better. The doctor who preformed his surgery stood next to him beside the bed, talking to Hiro for a moment before smiling and getting nervous in front of the camera.
"Hello, my name is Dr. John Kerns, and I was the head doctor for Hiro Shin-Mozas' operation last night. It was a complete success, and we're happy with what we were able to do. Hiro will make a full recovery, we can confirm right now, and in a few months, he could very well wrestle once more. However, we have warned him that he will most likely have trouble breathing for the rest of his life, but he is adamant on one day returning to the ring. He says he has a statement prepared, and would like to read it...but please bare with him, he is having a tough time talking and needs to go slow. Either way, ladies and gentlemen, Mr.Hiro Shin-Mozas"
The doctor steps out of frame as the camera focuses in on Hiro, who tries to push himself up a little in bed, but he is still weak. The doctor appears once more to help him sit up. Hiro gives him a thankful glance and nods, and then turns his face to the camera.
"Everyone...Thank you to those who cared about me. Seriously, thank you so much, from the bottom of my heart. Like Dr.Kerns said I will make a full recovery, and you're damn right I plan on making it back to the ring in a few months. Blackjack, you b*****d, you took advantage of me. You knew what was wrong with me, the issues I was having. Doctor, could you fill them in on that..uh...vitamin or whatever that I was lacking?"
Once again, the camera turned to a somewhat nervous doctor. He stepped up next to Hiro to keep them both in frame.
"Yes, well, Hiro was lacking the vitamin B12 in his system, which is extremely important. It plays a key role in the normal functions of the brain and nervous system, as well as blood formation. Hiro was losing so much blood over the past month that his body just couldn't produce enough to keep running for much longer, and the blood lost from last night made it even worse."
Hiro quickly cut off the doctor, angry, his heart monitor spiking a bit as seen in the background.
"I have a theory that somehow, Blackjack knew of my deficiency. He knew that due to the lack of this vitamin I wasn't in my right mind and could easily be manipulated, and that if I continued to lose blood, that title would easily be his. My body, like the doctor said, was not creating the blood I so desperately needed. That's why I passed out so quickly last night. The lifestyle, the toll...my body couldn't keep living up to BBW standards. However, I am not gonna take the coward's way out. Im not gonna sue BBW or Blackjack, or anything like that. I am gonna sit here and get better. Get more vitamin in my body, heal up my lungs, and train...Because I know something that Blackjack himself knows all too well. He's gonna lose VERY soon. Because there's a snake coming for him. Blackjack is SCARED of Salem Croft. He knew he couldn't beat Salem so he used me to do it, just so he can get the belt for himself. Well, I guarantee you Blackjack, Salem doesn't forget. He wants his belt back...and he wants to get revenge not just for himself, but for me too. Your days, just like mine were, are numbered. The snake's venom is gonna leave you paralyzed, and before you realize it...You'll be stuck by the sight of the men you just couldn't kill."
With that Hiro saluted the camera, as it panned out a bit to show the doctor whispering something into Hiro's ear. Hiro nodded at the doctor.
"I need to get some rest now, but hopefully I can get back on Twitter soon. Thanks to everyone once again for worrying about me, and I will return SOON. This Hateful World....It cant keep me down as long as I've got the love of my friends, family, and the fans who understand. Stay hardcore....and Beware the Copperhead."
With that, the video feed went out.
