[ WP ] An aging hero visits an old friend for the last time .

The sound of the heartbeat monitor echoes in the room breaking the silence every few moments. The smell of disinfectant fills the air, Gerald feels a slight sting in his nostrils. Gerald sits there silently, his hands clasped between his knees. His eyes firmly locked on Larry who is staring back from his hospital bed. 
 
 Gerald can tell that he does n't have much longer. Larry's body is covered in medical equipment and tubes. Gerald can see the sadness in Larry's eyes. As Gerald remembers the times that have long gone by, he slowly starts to develop a smirk. He recalls the games the use to play and the constant running around they use to do. He ca n't help but admit that the memories that will stay with him until the day he dies are all thanks to Larry. Larry was the one that push him to be better, to get stronger, to face challenges he did not expect, and to adapt. 
 
 He would n't have been as great as he would have been if it was n't for Larry. He's not sure how he will go on without him. They've been through so much together. Gerald never felt closer to anyone. In a way Larry was his soulmate, he knew him through and through. And Gerald knew Larry better than anyone did. 
 
 The sight of seeing Larry slowly fade away sickens him. Gerald stands up and makes his way over to him. He puts his hand on Larry's, their eyes locked. 
 
 `` This is n't exactly how I expected it to end, not like this. So let's change that then? Let's have this end the way they say it should have all those years ago,'' Gerald holds back tears as his next few words leave his lips, `` I'm sorry we could n't keep up this game much longer, but if you're going to die, its going to be my hands.'' 
 
 Larry's eyes grow angry. 
 
 `` I've let you live despite killing hundreds of people, destroying buildings, and doing unspeakable acts. It only seems right that I'm the one that brings your life to a close.'' 
 
 Gerald towards removes the medical equipment that encases Larry and wraps his hands around his neck. 
 
 `` Goodbye Master Disaster.'' 
 
 And with his last few gasps of air Larry whispers, `` Goodnight... Cosmic Man.''
