I was surprised at the praise the story got already so I decided to go ahead and finish a new chapter while I'm sick at home. o.o -sneeze-
Well, this is the 1st chapter, and the emotion isn't the best in it. Eh, oh well. You do get to know what Sonic's sickness is.
Tyrant's Disorder is my own creation. Do not use Tyrant's Disorder in your own stories unless given permission by me.
That is all. Enjoy. :P
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Chapter 1
Tails couldn't stand it.
Seeing Sonic grin, even as he lay dying, made him angry at everything. Even as a war took place inside of him, Sonic refused to let it get the better of his mood. Tails always knew that. But seeing him smiling...dying...
It was too much.
The kitsune managed to keep his emotions underwraps, and kept the small smile on his face. His eyes were wet, he knew, but any attempt to chase the tears away would simply cause them to fall. So he let them stay, and simply stared at Sonic.
The hedgehog was still grinning, the sight making Tails's heart twist in pain, and he lifted a hand to him, beckoning him forward. Tails, after a slightly hesitation, obliged, and closed the space between him and his best friend. As he neared closer, the smell of medicine was strong, and Tails held his breath.
"Tails..." Sonic's voice was hoarse, but not as weak as he appeared. "How life?" Tails watched Sonic, the forced smile on his face getting harder and harder to keep there.
"...Pretty good, Sonic," Tails replied, surprised at the unwavering sound of his voice. His smile was slightly stronger. "I've been...I've been living in the next town over..." He paused, swallowing. "How...how about you? How have you been...holding up?" He was aware of Amy still in the room behind him, and he could here her sniffling slightly. He saw something flash in Sonic's eyes.
"I've...I've been good..." he replied, the grin wavering slightly. The hedgehog's mouth twitched slightly. "They...admitted me into the hospital around a week ago..." The grin disappeared, and it took all Tails's will to not break down then and there. Sonic looked down at the I.V., blinking slowly. Tails said nothing, and somewhere behind him, Amy sniffled.
"...I'm dying, Tails," he said quietly, his green eyes narrowing angrily at the needle in his left hand. Tails swallowed the lump in his throat, tears spilling into his eyes. But he refused to let them fall. Sonic said nothing for a few minutes, simply staring at his hand.
Then, he looked up, meeting Tails's eyes, and for a moment, the kitsune was taken aback at the look in his best friends eyes. For the first time that he could ever remember Sonic looked...vunerable. Scared, even. And that frightened Tails even more. He swallowed harder, willing words to come out and comfort his dying friend. But none came.
"Tails...I'm dying..." The hedgehog's pale faced twisted into a scowl. "I have six weeks to live!" For a moment, Tails simply watched him, staring angrily back down at the I.V., and he felt the tears stinging his eyes.
Finally, he willed himself to speak.
"Sonic..." he choked out, swallowing. "Sonic...I'm...I..." What could he say? The tears, too much for his eyes to hold, spilled over onto his face, and he bit back an angry growl at his inability to stay strong. "I'm...I'm sorry, Sonic...I don't..." He stopped, closing his eyes against the site before him. Maybe it was a nightmare...maybe it would all go away...
But he could hear Amy crying silently behind him. And the beeping of the machine next to Sonic.
He forced his eyes opened, looking angrily at his hands.
"Tails..." he heard from the bed, and he looked up at Sonic. The hedgehog had streaks of tears dropping down his cheeks, and he looked at Tails helplessly. Tails blinked slowly.
The image wouldn't disappear.
"Tails..." The hedgehog's voice was weak now, his last line of defense against his anger and fear gone. His eyes narrowed, still looking helpless, all his defenses broke, he looked at Tails.
Immediately, the kitsune walked forward, Amy making the same move behind him, and enveloped the hedgehog in a crushing embrace, gritting his teeth together as the tears rolled down his face.
"Sonic..." he whispered hoarsely. "We're here, buddy. I'm here." Tails clutched Sonic tighter. "Don't think you're alone through this."
For a long moment, Sonic simply allowed himself to be hugged, tense in the kitsunes arms. But after that long moment, he slowly raised his arms and wrapped them around Tails. For a long moment, they stayed like that, Tails allowing himself to silently cry, his tears falling from his face.
He never would've known Sonic was crying until he felt the tears falling from his face splattered on his back.
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Sonic had Tyrant's Disorder.
The only symptoms he showed was the loss of appetite, terrible pains at randoms spot throughout his body, and the paleness of his fur. The disease apparently ate away at the insides of Sonic. It had originated from Sonic's liver, for no reasons known why, and starting eating away at him. The little antibodies of the disease spread throughout his body, and slowly, painfully, Sonic was dying, being literally eaten alive.
There were no cures, no way to stop them from completing their task, no way to slow it down.
The disease was not contagious, and had apparently been inside Sonic all his life, only just three weeks ago beginning there rampage on him. He had been admitted to the hospital after complaining of the pain around three days ago. And the next day, he had been given six weeks to live.
There was nothing they could do to help him. So, the next day, they planned on discharging him.
After Sonic had fallen asleep after his slight breakdown, the doctor and Amy had informed Tails of the hedgehogs condition. The kitsune listened in stunned silence at his best friends condition, and wondered if he would be able to contain it without his heart breaking.
Now, he sat back in the room with Sonic, watching him sleep, wondering if each beep of the machine would be his last. The kitsune was unable to believe what was going on. His best friend, his immortal hero, wasn't as immortal as he thought.
Tails curled up in the seat, wrapping his tails around him as chills shot up and down his spine. What would he do when Sonic died? What could he do? Would he be able to make it? Tails closed his eyes, his tails wrapping around him tightly. He wished he could take Sonic's position, be the one in the hospital bed instead of him. It wasn't fair that Sonic aquired such a diesease.
And it had been inside him all his life.
Tails shuddered, reopening his wet eyes to look back at Sonic, who continued sleeping. The thought of losing the hedgehog was too much, and Tails blocked it from his mind.
For the next six weeks, Tails wouldn't leave his side. He wouldn't let him go through this alone.
End of Chapter