Goldene Blume

by psychoTrickster

Sollux Captor was only seven when he was diagnosed with Brain Cancer. During the five agonizing years of Chemotherapy and surgeries he was finally cancer free. He later found himself suffering with a major case of Social Anxiety, so he shut himself inside, rarely leaving his room. The only person he spoke to was Karkat Vantas, until he met Eridan Ampora.

1. Chapter 1

Your name is Sollux Captor, and you are 7 years old. Currently, you are sitting in one of those uncomfortable chairs that they have in the doctor's office. Your Mommy and Daddy are on both sides of you, not speaking. You have not really noticed the weird way they are acting yet, you are too busy playing with your best friend, a homemade bee plushie that your Nana made for you. You try to talk to your Daddy but he doesn't seem too interested in you right now, but that is okay, you'll talk to Mommy instead.

"Hey Mommy," You turn your head away from your toy and up to the face that belongs to your Mother. "When can we go home?" You ask, blinking owlishly. She doesn't respond that much, all she does is look at you, a strange wetness to her eyes. You don't know why your Mommy is crying, but you don't think asking is a good idea. You rest your head on her shoulder, eyes drooping. Her blouse is scratchy, although it was once soft and silky. It has been washed too many times.

It has been almost 5 hours since you have arrived at the doctor's and after all the tests and scans you went through, all you want to do is go home and sleep. Your tiny and skinny arms are sore from all the shots and needles, and your tummy keeps rumbling because all you have gotten to eat was a small McChicken from McDonalds but that didn't fill you up at all. Your eyes snap open when you here the clicking of the door.

A tall and weird looking man with white hair walks through the door, his face is too serious for you to handle. He is a completely different doctor than before and it scares you. You feel your parents' stiffen, so you sit up a little straighter, to look older. When he speaks, it is soft and melodic. He has a bright green shirt under his white lab coat; it almost is too bright to look at. The doctor has a nametag that says, "Doc Scratch." which is weird.

"Mr. and Mrs. Captor, I'm sure the both of you are eager to know the diagnosis of all of this, but I wanted to prepare you first." Doc Scratch goes on and on, never stopping with the talking. Your bee suddenly becomes interesting again, but you need to act like an adult so you tell him to stop bothering you. You tune in again, "I know that no parent should ever go through this, but as a doctor, I'm forced to break such unfortunate news upon you both." Mommy bursts out crying, and you jump. You've never seen her cry like that, and it is terrifying. Daddy puts his head into his hands, quietly shaking.

"I'm afraid your son has brain cancer."