Sonic stood there, staring at the window. He wasn't allowed into this room, where Eggman lay motionless. Tails had come running to him when the doctors rushed to his room, now having his hand over Sonic's neck. "He'll pull through. He's Eggman, remember!" Sonic only nodded, staring at the man, wanting to see some movement.

He had a lot of wires hooked up to him now, all over the place. And the dog they gave was resting on his chest, watching him. A nurse had done that, telling Sonic it was his guardian now, and that he'll be watched over.

It happened so suddenly. Eggman passed out on the bed, and the doctor came rushing in, trying to bring him to. Suddenly, the beeping stopped, and was drawn out. Sonic's heart stopped as the intercom came on, that a Code Black has been issued. The doctors and nurses rushed into his room, and quickly removed him, brining him to a darker, more mechanical looking room. He was lying there, motionless.

A doctor went into the room, messing with some of the wires and machine, leaving after a few minutes. Yet, he was still motionless. Back and forth they would go, leaving with a sigh each time. It made Sonic worried, causing him to step in front of a doctor after they left his room. He looked into his eyes, shaking. "Eggman…is he dead?"

The doctor stood there, taking his eyes away from him. "We are trying all that we can, but nothing seems to be working." Sonic's heart sunk. "With his injuries being so sever, he couldn't fight off the incoming influenza that he had caught. If he does make it through, he could be stuck in a coma for a very, VERY long time." He walked passed Sonic, taking a deep sigh. "We might…shut off his life, to keep from his pain."

Sonic dropped the goggles he was holding, that he wouldn't let go since the accident. "But…he…his guardian…"

Tails spoke, but the words went unheard. Sonic rushed into the door, ignoring the doctor's threats, taking Eggman's cold hand. "EGGMAN, PLEASE, WAKE UP!" He shook his head, tears falling down his face rapidly. "You are strong! You can't go like this!" He placed his head on the bed, weeping and gasping for air. "You said you were alright!"

The stuffed dog fell over, hitting Sonic in the head. He took it, hugging it tightly, refusing to move; biting anyone who dares to move him. The nurses and doctors ended up giving up, leaving Sonic on the floor, crying over the motionless man.

"Ivo…my dear…" A strange voice echoed in his mind, but Eggman couldn't seem to move. He felt a cold hand rest on his own, a gentle hand that he remembered. He opened his eyes, seeing a woman in a dress, standing next to him. Her dress, skin, hair, everything was whiter than snow. She was like a human dove. "Ivo…what do you want to do?"

Eggman blinked ever so lightly, trying to take a breath. Strangely enough, he couldn't. "Ma…what's going on…?" He looked at his mother, gripping her hand. "You…you died…you died thirty-one years ago." He let off a gasp as his mother nodded. "But wait, does that mean that I'm…"

Eggman's mother blinked, placing her free finger over his mouth. "Do not utter that you are no longer breathing, it'll become true." She read complete fear growing within him; he was terrified. "You are on the bridge to the Spiritual World, and we would gladly bring you up."

"But Ma, I did so much wrong, I ruined so many lives! How could anyone accept me in such a place?" He felt his body tremble, knowing all to well he feared death.

"But Ivo, my son, you have done much good in your life as well. You saved the one child's life on more than one occasion." She pointed to Sonic, who was crying beside him.

Eggman's eyes widened. "SONIC!"

"He cannot hear you. You are but a spirit at the moment." His heart sank even more, tears falling down his face. "I can help you, Ivo."

He turned to his mother again, not letting go of her hand. "But Ma, if I am to…well…I cannot stop fate!" He sighed. "If my end came, I must take it."

She shook her head, smiling softly. "Ivo, you have very much ahead of you. So many things you have yet to fully understand."

Eggman blinked, looking down at Sonic again. "I am blind, mother; I am useless!"

"Blindness is but a gift."

"Who would want a gift like this?!"

"It is your key to a new beginning, Ivo. You are now free of your handicap that was Eggman." Eggman's chest grew hollow with his mother's words. "You are no longer a threat, but you will grow stronger than you have ever been."

He blinked, a little more confused as to what his mother was getting at. "If…I am no longer a threat, but I am stronger than I am before, wouldn't that mean I am a bigger threat?"

She shook her head. "Through your recovery, you will learn that you were not meant to be black-hearted. You have such a wide heart, and great knowledge. You have an amazing talent that not a lot of hearts can master."

"And what might that be, Ma?"

She pointed her free finger at Sonic, smiling. "You care very much about this child. You wish for him to be happy, to be safe. Am I correct?" Eggman nodded slowly. "You knew, all along, everything you threw at him, he could beat. You knew he would have fun in the end, and that he wouldn't be in to much danger with whatever you threw at him." Eggman lowered his gaze, knowing that all of this was actually true. Everything was just an act, but he didn't want to admit it. "You look at him like a son, do you not, Ivo?"

He was lost for words, gripping his mother's hand tighter. "Ma, I don't understand."

"Life is hard to understand, my son. But right now, the child's heart is tarring apart. He believes you are no longer breathing, and that you will never return."

Eggman knew this, his chest growing heavy. "Ma, what should I do?

"Let go of my hand, Ivo." He tried, but couldn't give the heart to leave his mother. Since he was fifteen, he had to lived his life alone, feeling guilty about his mother's death. But he turned to Sonic, seeing him shaking his head, shouting. He heard not even a single word, but he knew just what was going on. "The child misses you dearly, Ivo."

"I love you, Ma…" He turned back to his mother, smiling. His grip on her hand weakened, letting his hand slip out. She bowed her head, pressing her lips on his forehead before vanishing. He shut his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Thank-you..."