Title: Cancer (For now, but I might change it.)

Disclaimer: Don't own ... yet.

Author: Tuosto

Pairing/Character: Warren Peace

Summary: Warren gets news that could destroy his life forever.

Spoilers/Warning: OOC

Rating: T may go up if I write more.

A/N: I need a beta reader.

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"Cancer."

Did I hear him right, cancer? I can't get cancer; I'm a super power sixteen year old. I'm in the prime of my life. I'm supposed to save the kid that has cancer. Or visit them at the hospital, not get cancer.

I look up at the blinding white walls of the hospital; try to look at anything that would tell me the doctor was wrong. Nothing, I signed, only a poster that showed the inside of a body.

"What?" I ask, as I tuned to look at the young brown haired doctor, hoping to find him lying.

"You have cancer, Leukemia, to be exact." He was looking through the file in his hands as he said this. I want to ask him if he is old enough to really be a doctor because he looks too young, especially in the to white lab coat. Aren't doctors supposed to be old and filled with medical information, not like my doctor who looks like he just graduated from high school. I mean how he can even be sure, he is so young. Is that even my file in his hands, or did he and the nurses mixed it up on accident. I can forgive an accident, if that is what happened.

"How?" The poster has boxes that have weird shape cells in them.

"No one is really sure how one gets Leukemia. Some think-"

"No, how did I get Leukemia. I mean I have super powers. I just don't get thing like, like that." I look straight at him, but he doesn't look up from the chart in his hands. Not once since I came to this appointment has he looked at me in the face. I'm not sure why, but I want him to tell me to my face that I have cancer. Maybe I can tell if he is lying to me or not if he told me to my face.

I look back to the poster has writing on it, but I can't see it. Too many things are go through my head to understand what it said.

"Sometimes it just happens and no one knows why. Cancer is just like a cold, it happens to anyone, super powers or not.

Cancer is not like a cold.

"I've never had a cold." I replied.

He takes a deep breath, looks at the chart, and shakes his head, the way one would do when working with a difficult child.

"You know that not what I mean. You seemed to be missing the point Mr. Peace."

Yes, I am missing the point and no matter how many times I ask the doctor to explain it to me, I keep on missing it. This is not the first time we been through these question, it is not even the second or the third time. No matter how many times we go through this, I can't seem to get my minded around me having cancer.

I take a deep breath to calm my never as I start to feel a bit sick. I look up to see the poster again. The words on the poster become clear, as clear as any thing being yelled into my ear. Cancer.

What is everyone going to say when they find out? Will Hippie, Stronghold and the sidekicks treat me different? Will people at school treat me more like a social out cast then I already am. What will my dad say? Will he be embarrass or a shame of me? And mom, oh God, we can afford this. As it is she works almost non stop just to keep us afloat, we just barely started getting back on our feet. The hero world just let mom back in.

I hear my heart pounding in my ears and I can't seem to breathe. There is a lump in my throat and a stinging at the back of my eyes. This can't be happening. What is this, some kind of sick joke because it's not funny? Cancer is not funny.

Cancer.

I think I finely got the message, because the next thing I know I'm crying in front of the doctor that still won't look at me in the face. And for some reason that makes me want to cry even harder.

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-Tuosto