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After along and illustrious career, I knew it was over.
I was a superhero. I saved the people who needed it. When a gas main blew up, I was the guy who went in to look for survivors. Burning buildings. Unexploded bombs. I had lived through them all. I was immortal.
Was.
As I stared down at her body she looked so small. The tears wouldn't come. I just couldn't believe it was over. She was the only one I ever loved.
And that was the secret of my power. As long as someone I truly loved was alive, I could never die. I had met many many people, beautiful people had thrown themselves at me, all after my fame, the "big hero". I had shunned them all.
For me it was only her.
She was growing cold in my arms. My vision started to blur. Here were the tears at last. I stroked her head one last time, wishing she wouldn't go. Leaving me alone.
I looked up as the nurse walked back into the room. "I'm so sorry for your loss, we did everything we could, but she was very old. There wasn't much more we could do."
I just nodded. I knew I would outlive her, of course. I was immortal until she passed. But I never realised it would hurt so much. Damn the fame. Damn the fortune and the praise. I would have given it all back, ALL back, just for one more day with her.
My tears were falling quite freely now, matting up her fur.
"I'll miss you fluffy". I kissed her head, and gently lay her down,in her favourite box, then carried her out the door. I couldn't deal with any more people today.
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