Sun was on a hospital bed. He was hooked up to several machines and a breathing mask was covering his mouth and nose. It was quiet as the nurse came in. He must've sensed him as a murmur escaped him. The nurse ignored him as she checked his vitals and left. Sun's murmuring stopped as the room became lonely. The door opened and someone went in. A Soft voice filled the air.

"Sun?"

Moon. That was great. Maybe if...

"Hey Sun..."

And Ultra? Perfect. He murmured something to get their attention. It did its job.

"Sun? Are you..." Moon's voice cracked slightly as a sniffle followed. Concern and guilt filled Sun's heart. He took a soft breath before the murmur came back.

"Cream... Gold... source of... fights..." If that did grab their interest, nothing will. "Darkness... magma... Zen... Zac... Torren would... know..." His energy was sucked dry from that. He felt a soothing hand on his head, relaxing him. He slipped into unconsciousness. The last thing he heard was the most promising.

"We'll give them the message."