Noah p.o.v
        "No thank you anyway" I told her. She lefted the room and I laid back and rested. I was in so much pain but I didnt want to show them because they have been worried enough. Days went by and pretty soon weeks. Me and brother was getting better.
          So,pretty soon we will be able to go home. Now,that I think about it why did dad hate Thomas so bad. I was able to move around now so they discharge me. But I never went home I just stayed by his side. Thomas wasn't doing so well in fact he was getting worse.
             I decided to take him to Max I was hopping that he could save Thomas. I knocked on the door then Dark open the door."What do you need Noah?"he asked tired."Is Max up?Thomas isnt getting better"I said as  I held onto Thomas. He looked at me then at Thomas and back at me.
              "Max died two years ago sorry we can't help" is what he told me then closed the door.I slowly walked away from their house. I just couldn't believe Max was gone that was until I saw his grave stone. It said"here lays a best friend/brother who protect the people he loved". I laid my brother down and sat down in front of his grave.
           "He died from cancer...so did Blackout" is what the voice said. I turned around and it was Boombox. He wasn't barling music like he normally does. I could tell he was depressed and I didn't blame him.
             I mean,after all they did lose a commarde."I'm sorry for your lose I really wish I could help"I said."It hurts coming around here"he said out of nowhere. We heard movement from Thomas and our eyes went over to him.
             Thomas was sitting up and looking at Blackout's grave stone. He didnt take his eyes off the stone. Even thought we're not that close to Dark and others we still feel bad for them. Thomas looked up at us and slowly got up."You know what always makes me feel better"he told us.
              He smiled at us and said"singing my feeling the song i want to sing is Not strong enough by Apocalyptica".

             When he was done we both tackled him in a hug. I loved it when Thomas sung it helped relax. If I could I would make him a popstar.We got up and all three got us something to eat.