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“Im sure hell get over it one day.”

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JohnSamer

Pinkie:  
walks up crying  
Drako:  
hello Pink  
Pinkie:  
what do you want?  
Drako:  
I work here  
Pinkie:  
oh  
right  
Drako:  
I came to tell you that I like it when you’re nice to the patients  
Pinkie:  
what are you talking about?  
Drako:  
I’m better at stealth than you  
I’ve seen how you treat the people in the burns ward and the fracture unit  
It’s a very admirable quality  
Pinkie:  
What would you know?  
Drako:  
you’re not the only person who’s lost someone to leukemia  
Pinkie:  
how do you know that?!  
Drako:  
When you’ve been through that you recognize it in other people  
You blank it from your mind all the time but when you walk around the hospital your smile is ever so slightly off  
it’s not obvious to others  
but i know how it feels  
and i can see it in your face  
what i see could fill a thousand books  
Pinkie:  
who were they?  
Drako:  
who weren’t they?  
did you ever wonder why i quit the medical profession Pink?  
I was one of the best, I dare say, THE best surgeon there was  
I knew a little about medicine too but it really wasn’t my forte  
I studied a lot and my knowledge of medicine could best the best  
But it was the dark days of medical treatment  
I knew the world needed skilled surgeons more than anything else  
In those days there was little to it  
People either recovered fast or died fast and the right person could tip that the way they wanted  
but then medicine started to get more complicated  
pharmaceuticals meant that medicine could heal pretty much anything  
for me it seemed like a miracle  
if only i’d known then what i know now  
things that killed people quickly slowed down  
even though a lot less people died  
the ones that lived survived years of suffering  
often what i did wasn’t exactly legal but i did what i could to help people  
and in some cases ease their pain  
but then there was this new thing  
something that had never been so bad before  
sure we used to have the growth  
but if it was cancer the victim died fast  
then with all this new medicine the doctors started keeping them alive longer  
you have to understand  
for someone like me it was torture  
knowing that these people are going to slowly waste away in agony until they finally fade  
i put all my knowledge into finding a cure  
but cancer is the only incurable disease  
every single day i had to look at their smiling faces knowing what was going to happen to them  
i couldn’t take it  
especially not the children  
i worked myself into the ground trying to help them as best i could  
and one day i found i’d lost some of my accuracy  
only the tiniest of fractions  
only a laser could spot it  
but i knew it  
i was starting to get the shakes  
my mind was so full of what ifs  
what if i didn’t cut enough of the tumor out?  
what would happen them?  
i shouldn’t have but i always blamed myself for it spreading  
deep down i knew i’d done the best i could but the pressure i put on myself to get it right scared me  
knowing that the tiniest mistake could doom this person to a life of slow agonizing death  
i’ve seen that look on your face a thousand times on the relatives of my patients  
and believe me, i suffered alongside them  
as a surgeon you’re not meant to know the patient  
but i knew i could make their last days a little happier with the right attitude  
and where the doctors couldn’t keep on smiling i could fake it  
i was good  
nobody suspected how i felt inside  
and it made the patients and their families feel much better  
but when i started to crack  
a tiny little twinge  
much smaller than a fraction of a millimeter  
i knew i was headed for a downward spiral  
you see one of the reasons i fight the people who cause suffering is because they have no idea  
they don’t know what it’s like to suffer  
not like me  
not like my patients  
not like their family  
they’re just in their own little bubble  
sometimes it takes a lesson like torture to open their minds to what they are doing  
so  
i’m telling you now Pink  
you don’t have to be the cancer  
Pinkie:  
What! I’m not! I’m just-!  
Drako:  
The way you are with those patients  
That’s what you can be  
You can be so much more than you are  
It’s the kind of person you really want to be  
It’s the person i see in you every time we meet  
Don’t throw your life away Pinkie!  
You’ve got the chance to make good I never had  
It’s not too late  
Pinkie:  
It doesn’t bring them back though does it?  
It doesn’t stop the memories  
Drako:  
…  
Pinkie:  
thanks Drako  
but i have to do it  
i know it’s only for me  
but i can’t bare to live life like that again  
Drako:  
…  
Pinkie:  
you know it don’t you?  
you know what it does to you  
you know how it eats you up inside  
and you know the relief you get when you kill  
it doesn’t fix it but it helps  
Drako:  
…  
Pinkie:  
you know i can’t turn back  
not now  
not after that  
Drako:  
holds hand out  
Pinkie:  
shakes hand  
Drako:  
i only wish it didn’t have to be like this Pinkie  
this world makes monsters like us  
the next time we meet i’ll try to ease your pain  
Pinkie:  
and i yours  
Drako:  
but you know I wont leave without a fight  
Pinkie:  
nor me  
Drako:  
to deadly enemies  
may they have happiness  
kisses her hoof  
Pinkie:  
leaves