1 Prologue

(1st POV)

My name is Damien Evans(has short black hair and green eyes). I'm currently 16 and i'm fighting a losing battle against a new mutated form of cancer. This new form of cancer was harder to prevent and recover from as the technology was barely keeping it from spreading further than it did.

This all happened when I was 12 years old. Times were a lot simpler then. I was outside everyday and I was never worried when I would die. But then my left leg started hurting. I kept it from my parents as I just thought I injured it a bit.

Months passed and my leg was hurting to the point where it would hurt just to walk. I finally told my parents and they immediately took me to the hospital. They did all sorts of tests and they came to the conclusion I had Cancer. This wasn't the normal type though. It was a lot bigger and was spreading way faster than normal. My parents kept yelling at me about why I didn't tell them it hurt sooner and all I could say was "I didn't want to make you guys worry. I thought I just injured it a bit".

My parents broke down at that point and it really hurt me. I've never seen them cry like that and it really showed how worried they were about me.

The doctor talked to my family about treating it and amputating my leg and they agreed to it as long as I would live. The doctors told them they would start it two days from then.

Two days later after the surgery and after I woke up, I saw my parents crying about how I would have to live with one leg. I calmed them down reassured them I would be fine since I had prayed to god.

My parents laughed and agreed with me. For the next few months I went through many tests and chemo. During my time at the hospital I had many of my friends come visit me and it really warmed my heart.

That didn't last forever though. They kept visiting less and less and I knew they wouldn't visit much anymore. During my time at the hospital I really grew up mentally and I wasn't that naive 12 year old anymore.

Months past and I was finally home. They decided I would start school the next week as I was very eager to see my 'friends'.

The week past by and it was finally time for me to go to school. When I arrived I got many looks from the students and my classmates.

I was never really one to care about appearances and never really cared what anyone thought, but being stared at by that many people got to me a little bit. But I put it behind me and I confidently rolled to my class in my wheel chair.

When I got there I wasn't surprised that many people asked me about my leg and I told them. Some felt bad and some didn't care.

Time passed and it was time for recess. When I went outside some of the older kids started laughing at me for only having one leg but I didn't care. This proved that I had survived a battle against cancer and it was a scar I was proud of.

After recess I went back to class and continued my day at school.

Time passed once again and I was half way through the school year. I was top of my class in my studies and I lived a happy life at home. At school I had many acquaintances but I didn't have many friends except for Daniel. He was the one who visited the most frequently when I was at the hospital. He's been my best friend since I was 6. (He had blond hair and blue eyes)

One day at recess I was minding my own business and talking to Daniel but then the group of kids that always made fun of me came up to me.

"Hey one legged loser. What are you doing" The leader of the group said with a smile.

I just ignored them as I always did but I guess they loved attention and since I didn't give them any They got pissed off.

"Don't ignore us" The fat and ugly one yelled.

"Shut up. I don't care about what you want you attention whore" I said with glare.

"What did you call me" the fat one said tipping over my wheel chair making me fall.

He didn't stop there. He rolled my wheel chair away from me and had his friends block Daniel from helping me.

"Lets see how you get back on your chair legless loser" leader said laughing at my attempts to reach it.

This continued for a minute until a teacher noticed what was happening and came towards us. The boys ran away and Daniel helped me get to my wheel chair.

"Thanks Daniel" I said with an apologetic smile.

He smiled back and said "Don't thank me we're friends".

I smiled at what he said and then I heard a voice. "You okay young man".

I turned my head and saw a the teacher that made the boys run away. "I'm fine" I responded as I rolled away with Daniel following after me.

When I went home I told my parents what happened and they were furious. I asked them if I could get home schooled and they happily agreed.

I let Daniel know what was going to happen and he saw it as a good idea as he didn't want to know what would happen if he wasn't there with him.

One year passed and I was on high school material for school. Because of my many months at the hospital I used my time to catch up on my studies and eventually surpassed my grade. During my home schooling my saw it useless to teach me things I already know so they taught me High school level material.

Once again time passed and it was the day before my 14th birthday. I was very excited but one thing that happened was that my other leg had the same amount of pain as before. I quickly told my parents and they rushed me to the hospital. When we arrived they did the scans and were shocked.

The cancer cells were moving at and incredible rate and they had to do something. They quickly got a surgeon and they told my parents what they were going to do.

They put me to sleep and they went to work. When I woke up I couldn't help but break down. I had no more legs. 'Why me. Why did this happen to me. Fuck you God, Fuck you. There are rapists in this world and homicidal maniacs and i'm the one that has to suffer'.

My parents comforted me. It felt good that I had people to watch over me and I really hoped they'd be with me forever.

Months passed and I was still at the hospital. My parents had spent a lot of money on the treatments but they didn't care and only wanted me to live. Daniel has visited me many times and which helped me from going crazy.

I was alone until night since my parents were working hard to pay the bills. I was doing more tests and they found cancer growing on my liver. It was quickly growing and spreading and they used whatever method they could to help me.

My parents didn't care about the cost and they spent thousands to help me. Like that almost two years went by.During these two years I was bored to death. I started watching Japanese cartoons called 'Anime' to help pass the time. After the first show I watched I fell in love with it. It helped me escape my terrible reality. My favorite show was Haikyuu. It made me feel like I had legs again and helped me feel the rush sports used to give me. I couldn't wait for the next season to get adapted so I read the manga. After reading it, I was very satisfied with the ending and I felt happy for the first time in years. And the reason was because I came across Anime. Why wouldn't I? When reading it I felt like everything was fine with me and not like I was struggling to survive and hoping everything would turn out fine.

One day after my parents went home I saw how tired and beat up they were from work. I had enough of seeing my parents like this so I asked the doctor to come to the room. When he arrived I greeted him.

"Hey doc how are you" I asked him.

"I'm good my boy. It looks like you're doing better today" he said with a smile.

I laughed dryly and responded "You're not fooling anyone old man. I know my body and my limits and I know I don't have much time to live".

The man just looked at me and sighed. He gave me look filled with sadness "You're to smart for your age. You have at max 5 years to live. The cancer no matter what we do it spreads. We classified it as a mutated form of cancer. I'm very sorry my boy, we couldn't help cure you" he dropped the bomb.

I sighed and said "5 years like this. Doc listen I want to die. Can you do the assisted death thing".

He looked at me and asked "Why? Your parents and your friend are gonna be devastated".

I couldn't keep it in anymore and broke. "I'm doing this for them! It breaks my heart to see how hard they've been working for me. They go home tired and beaten up. I just cant bear to see them like this. They've spent so much time trying to help me when they could've enjoyed their youth. *sniff *Sniff "I want them to enjoy like. I want them to have a new family and be happy. That's why I want to die".

The Doctor looked at me and sighed. "When do you want to go through with it" He asked me.

"First I want to repay my parents and make a book. Even if it doesn't become too successful it can bring in some amount of money for them" I said.

He nodded and asked "Need any help" I just shook my head indicating I didn't want help.

He sighed once again and wished me luck. When he left I quickly grabbed my laptop and went to work. I launched word pad and I started writing.

One year later I finally released my book through my publishing agency I signed with. My book was about a boy who had 5 years left to live and he didn't want to waste the 5 years doing nothing but sit on his ass. He made a list of things he wanted to do and went on his adventure and met many people along the way.

My parents were very proud of me writing a book. And on my 17th birthday my parents were beside my hospital bed and I dropped the bomb on them.

"Hey you now I really love you guys right. I'm super thankful for how much you sacrificed for me" I said with tears coming from my eyes.

"Of course we know honey. But don't talk like you're gonna die. You'll be with us forever" my mother said hugging me with tears flowing out of her eyes.

"You're the strongest person I know son. You truly did grow up to be a fine man" my father said also hugging me.

"I wanted to tell you guys something" I said.

They both nodded and I sighed as I said "I'm gonna go through with t he assisted death"

They both gasped and my mom almost fainted. "Why" my father asked sobbing.

"Lets be honest, i'm a burden on you guys . Though you guys may not think of me like that I know I am. I cant watch you guys wasting your precious lives on me. I also cant bear it anymore. I cant do anything but sit all day. I cant even wipe my own ass anymore" I said crying.

"You guys are young and I wont live much longer either way. I want you guys to live a happy life. I want you guys to genuinely smile and make a healthy family" I continued.

"ENOUGH. I dont want to let you die. You're our baby and I don't want to let you go" my mom said with tears in her eyes.

"I've made my decision and all I ask is that you guys live happily and live with no regrets" I said hugging my mother.

"Can we not change your mind" my father asked trying to keep himself together for my moms sake.

"I made up my mind" I answered.

I then called the doctor in and told him i'm going through with it today. While he was getting everything ready I talked to my parents about all the fun memories we had. I then called Daniel and told him what I was going to do. Daniel wasn't at the hospital for my birthday because he had an important assignment to finish before tomorrow, so he was going to visit me when he handed it in. But that changed when I told him my plan.

Daniel immediately rushed to the hospital and yelled at me for doing this. I couldn't help but smile I was going to die with everyone that I loved and held dearly beside me.

The doctor came in with the needle and asked "You ready" I smiled and said "Thank you guys for everything this includes you too doc. Oh and mom, dad, use the money I earned from the book to treat yourselves to something nice. You deserve it. Daniel i'm glad I had an amazing friend like you. I wish you the best and I hope you finally get a good girlfriend and have good kids in the future. If you don't live a happy life i'll come back and kick your ass" I said causing my parents and Daniel to laugh while crying at the same time.

"I'm ready doc and once again thank you" I said as he gave me the injection.

I smiled and closed my eyes.

(3rd POV)

A minute later Damien Evans ceased to exist.