Now what? ''rewrite''

After getting the bad news at the hospital, I understandably had a hard time dealing with it.

I mean come on, all I had was an ill feeling and being more tired than usual, I only thought that it might have been a virus or something, Instead I end up with a deadly disease.

A disease that normally could be easily cured if it wasn't for that stupid lump growing in my brain.

And, of course it was on my birthday, so I had a party to go to, not that I was much in a party mood though.

Not just because of the cancer, but for one other reason as well.

You see my birthdays have never been that great to begin with.

Sure I had my family to come, but I only have nieces and no nephews, so I could never really play with them, cause I am not much for the whole Barbie doll play time.

The adults weren't much better because all they did was sit and talk, yeah I know boring.

Now I can see you thinking, and what about your friends?

Well, short answer is, I didn't have any.

I was always bullied for no apparent reason so I never got to make friends.

That is how I ended up playing video games that much, with no one to play with as a kid and no interest to sit with the adults I just played on my good old game boy.

Now as I grew older things didn't go much better.

One of the worst things was, shortly after my twenty second birthday things didn't go so well between my parents.

I am not going to say exactly what occurred other than that my father FUCKED up big time, but this story is not about that.

But needless to say my parents got divorced.

Not only that, but my little sister, who always had an attitude problem, got kicked out of my mother's house for her behavior.

I am not sure how she is now because all contact has been lost.

Now I do have my family for some support, but they all live quite a distance away, so I only really have my mother, and I am the only one she has.

Now my mother has always been a bacon of strength in my life as I grew up and was bullied.

She was always there for me as I am there for her now.

I am a lot like here. Always being there for others and keep our own pain to ourself so we wouldn't bother others with it.

We both have a hard time saying no to others and many other similarities.

Heh, we even have the same hair color and such.

I definitely am her son.

The only real difference between us is that I am a head and a half taller than her, and she is a vegetarian.

But other than that, we are so much the same.

And I care a lot about her.

And now she is going to lose me too.

So yeah, it has been one fucked up year.

To sum it all up, my parents got divorced, kinda lost my sister, I do not talk to my father any more and now I have cancer.

Yeah, my life sucks.

Fortunately I decided not to celebrate my birthday with the family because I was not really in the mood for it.

But I was going to my mother to go eat something at a local restaurant, and as you probably already had guessed, this did not go so well either.

After arriving at my mother, I gave her the news about the cancer.

Needless to say any festive mood that was there was instantly lost.

We never went to that restaurant, neither one of us wanted to go. And after a long talk with my mom about the surgery I would have coming Thursday and what I would do after with the time I had left, she of course gave her full support and would help me any way she could.

Now I could go on about the events leading up to the day for my surgery, but nothing much worthwhile happened during those days so I just go straight to the point.

After arriving at the hospital, I had another meeting with doctor Cross who explained what exactly was going to happen and what I should expect.

It was a bad day to say the least.

March 14th 2013

Doctor Cross office.

14.02 hours, PM

''Well hello Sam, how are you doing?'' Doctor Cross asked me. I was already in a bad mood because of my illness and anxious about the surgery and now he asks me how I feel.

''Doctor Cross, what do you think?'' I asked with much sarcasm in my voice.

''I am here to get surgery to remove that cancer from my body only to delay the inevitable, so no, I am not doing so great.'' I told him.

''I am sorry to hear that Sam, but I think it is better to just go on with this and get it over with, huh?'' Cross said almost a bit to eager.

''I guess yeah.'' I muttered.

''So what exactly is going to happen doc?'' I asked him. This was more to stall than to know what was going to happen.

I didn't really wanted to know, and while he explained the procedure I was more focused on a suddenly very interesting blank spot on the wall behind him.

''Sigh, well obviously you will be fully sedated.'' Cross began.

''We, the surgeons and I, will than remove the tumors from your body. This may take between five and six hours, more if we come across some complications, but I don't expect that.

After the surgery you will need to remain in the hospital for another month to recover and for observation.'' He told to me making me focus on him instead on that very interesting boring piece of wall.

''After that you can go home to recover further there. Do you have someone to help you with that?'' He asked me.

''Yeah my mom. She is here to help me, she too has a hard time dealing with this, she doesn't want to lose me too.'' I answered with more sadness in my voice then I thought.

''I see.'' Cross said, a bit surprised by that comment.

''Well, do you have any other questions?'' He asked me.

"Yes actually,' you said that I would need to stay in the hospital for another month. 'isn't that a bit short?'' I asked.

''Oh ha ha, no not at all.'' Cross said while laughing a bit.'' no you see,' the medication you will receive will help with that.

You see, it might have been longer several years ago, but with recent developments with the medication you will receive you will be able to leave the hospital in about a month.'' Cross explained to me.

''Those pills have both the latest in human healthcare and pony magic in them.

They will slow down your brain tumor and speed up the recovery process after the surgery.

''I... I see.'' I said, a bit stunned. I never before heard of medicine like that.

''Do you have any other questions Sam'' Cross asked me.

''Yes, actually, aren't we humans immune or get sick from your magic?''

''Ah yes, normally that would be true, but you see after we tested your blood we discovered that you are infact one of those rare humans who are susceptible to magic and thus you are capable to use this magical enhanced medicine.''

''Wait ....what, why didn't you tell me this sooner, this is quite a big deal you know.''

''Yes,'' he stretched out the word, ''I should have indeed, but with all that was going on it slipped my mind.'' he said with a sheepish smile. ''But this is only good news for you in terms of recovery time as you will only have to spend a month in hospital and are able to use medication almost no other human can use, so a little bit of good news I guess heh.''

''Eh... yeah, I guess.'' I replied hesitantly, my mind going a million miles an hour with this new information.

''Do you have any other questions Sam?''

'' No.... eh... no doctor, nothing else I can think of right now.''

''Very well then, if you would wait in that room over there please.'' Cross pointed to a door in the room we where sitting in.

''There is a hospital gown in there, so if you would please remove your clothing and put that on, don't worry about your clothes, we will take good care of them.'' He instructed.

''No need for that doc, my mother came with me obviously, I can give them to her.'' I told Cross

''Ah, of course, Well regardless of that you still need to wait there while the surgeons and I prepare for the surgery.

We will come and get you when were ready.'' He said while preparing to leave.

''Ok, and doctor.'' I said, stopping doctor Cross.

''Yes?'' Cross asked.

''Thanks.. however it may go.'' I said with a sad smile.

''Don't worry Sam, you are in very capable hands and hooves.

You are going to do just fine.'' He said to me as he turned to leave.

''Just fine indeed.'' He muttered under his breath.

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20 minutes later.

''Ok now, we all know what we must do.'' Cross said to the other surgeons.

Yes Cross, was the collective response from all the surgeons present.

''Good, now than, let's get started shall we. Now let me get that scalpel, oh no need to give it to me dear I am a unicorn after all.'' he said as he used his magic to pic up said scalpel.

Unbeknownst to the others present there was that with the scalpel also came another object.

An object so small you could barely see it, and because Red Cross kept this object so close to the scalpel it became nearly invisible in his magical aura.

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March 14 2013.

20.22 hours.

Doctor Cross office.

One hour after surgery.

''Boss, Red Cross here. Reporting mission success.'' Cross told his superior.

''None of the other surgeons saw you implant the tracking device?'' Boss asked.

''No sir. It was practically invisible in my magical aura. And with the cover of picking up one of those scalpels no one saw it. Not to mention the slight panic to seal that ''accidentally'' ruptured artery.''

Cross answered thinking back to the surgery he just preformed and the device he implanted.

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3 hours earlier.

2 hours into surgery.

''Ok'' Cross said out loud, '' I see the mass in the lung, looks like this one can be simply cut out'' he began as he started to cut out the tumor.

''Hmmm, a bit more blood than I thought there would be, you'' he said while looking at one of the surgeons next to him.

''could you please suck the superfluous blood away.' I need to see what I am doing.''

The surgeon did as he was told, but no matter how much blood he removed more kept appearing.

'' Damn, must have hit an artery.'' Cross yelled, ''Quick we need to locate that artery and seal it.''

''Looks like we can simply cut this one out'' one of the surgeons said mockingly.

'' Oh shut up and help alright you idiot.'' Cross shouted to him.

In the confusion to locate and seal the ruptured artery no one noticed when a very small object fell from Cross his scalpel into the open chest cavity just below the lung.

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Present time.

''I also managed to acquire some fresh tissue samples without them knowing.'' He added.

''Good, you did well. We will begin with the next stage immediately, send the samples to us asap.'' Boss told him.

''Already did so sir.'' Cross replied eagerly.

Good.'' Was all he said.

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It was dark, very dark.

I  tried to move, but couldn't.

As I wondered what was going on I saw a small speck of light which slowly became brighter.

As I focused on this light I slowly became able to move my limbs again, although the felt heavy, sluggish.

Like they didn't really want to do what I wanted.

The light became brighter still, and more and more until it completely consumed me.

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March 15th 2013

12.37 P.M.

Recovery room 32.

Slowly I opened my eyes, the light hurt them so I closed them again.

I felt weak and disorientated and as I tried to move my hands I barley realized that I could hardly move them.

But I must have made some motion because somewhere far away I heard something that sounded like gasp.

I tried opening my eyes again, even slower than the last time.

This time the light didn't hurt as much and slowly the image of my mother became apparent.

I tried to talk, but my mouth failed me.

I heard her say something about a sedan, no wait, se.. seda.. sedatation, I think?

Most of this is completely blank, but apparently I was completely wasted on the sedation they gave me prior to the surgery.

I cannot tell about what happened shortly after I woke up because I don't remember.

It wasn't until the next day that I was fully aware of what was happening, and boy did it suck.

I was told about the complication when they tried to remove the tumor from my lung.

Of course I was less than happy, but I couldn't do more than complain about it because a large portion of my body was wrapped in bandages, severely hindering my movements.

Not that I could move much though, I was quite weak from the surgery and the painkillers they gave me.

They also gave me the medication doctor Cross told me about, and although I didn't believe him at first, I have to admit, those pills are amazing. Almost magical....... Oh wait.

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For a full month I had to go through several tests to see if they got all the tumors, well the ones they could remove safely.

Eat that horrible hospital food and generally lie on my ass doing nothing but watch television (that one wasn't to bad though), if I could stay awake long enough to do so.

During my time recovering in the hospital I took the advice from doctor Cross and started making a list of things I wanted to do before I die.

It turned out to be a longer list than I first thought, which makes sense seeing I didn't do much with my life to begin with and now I must do all the things I always wanted in the few years I have left.

Of all the things I wanted to do, where it to see the great barrier reef, learn to fly a plane or some of the more simpler things like going to the Electronic Entertainment Expo, or the E3 for short, in L.A. (I am a gamer heh, that is not going to change.) none of these where on the top of my list.

However, the thing I wanted most was also the most difficult one because it would mean I most likely wouldn't see my mother again until I would die.

So I worked through my list from the bottom up.

Some things I found where not doable or where not what I expected from it.

I skipped some things on the list to do some of the other thing first only to forget to do the skipped one's because I came closer and closer to the top.

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July 22th 2014.

15.12 hour.

Belgium.

It has been almost one year and a half when I got the news about my cancer.

One year and a half since I made my list with all I wanted to do before I die.

I've been to Australia to see the great barrier reef.

I took some dancing lessons, (I am not really sure why, but it seemed like a fun idea at the time.), went to the E3 in L.A.

I even took some flying lessons, but this didn't go so well.

Mostly because I underestimated my own skill and the time needed to actually learn to fly.

Heh, what can I say, it just seemed cool at the time.

And so much more.

But now finally the time has come, after a year and a half I finally could do what I always wanted to do the most,

to see it with my own eyes instead of just pictures.

Now, I am finally going to Equestria.

All I need to do to get there is go through the portal. That is why I am in Belgium right now.

Honestly, Belgium.... Of all the places in the world it showed up here, what is up with that?

Now I don't have much against them, but the train ride here was hell.

Seems obvious though, they really screwed up with the Fyra, the new high-speed train, last year, why would things have improved now. That is one thing about both Belgium and the Netherlands, they both suck when it comes to a decent train connection.

They did built an epic looking building to house the portal though.

No really. words will not do it any justice, so here is a picture I took.

So here I am, ready to go to Equestria.

To see a world build with magic instead of technology.

To see a world with ponies, griffins, dragons, hydra's and so much more.

I've heard of a city built against the side of a mountain, but I'm not sure this can be real.

But then again, magic heh, who knows, I will find out soon enough.

And here is where my story truly begins.