Pristine Academy: Singularity's Manifestation

Beautiful Yet Destructive

Patricia drops on her knees, looking at the horror of what she did. In front of her was her father that are pierced with the same sharp diamonds that pinned Erin down before. Now, her father is her victim.

Klizzette runs to the stairs, "Nickolo! Chiro!" She called her assistants, "Wilbert is injured!" The two men runs downstairs and saw the situation that they were in. They immediately carried Wilbert in their hands. They immediately ran outside and rushes him to the hospital. Patricia bursts into tears as Klizzette pulls her up. She embraces her with one hand and the other helping her to be held up. They followed the three to the hospital.

A doctor approached the family, Patricia bolted up in her chair. "How's my father, doctor?" Her voice was quivering, she's hoping for good news. Her grandmother stands with her to comfort her. "He's doing fine, to say the least." It relieved Patricia a bit, but it wasn't enough for her to ask more. "What happened to him? Does he need anything? A blood transplant? Some sort of big surgery other than the one you did?"

"Calm down, young lady." The doctor takes a glimpse into his father's room and back to her, "He's fine, breathing. He didn't lose blood that much. The weird crystal things that pierced him prevented his blood from flowing so much. That doesn't mean it's better than the latter option, but it made the operation a little bit easy. The little bad news is that some of those pointy things pierced some of his organs. I'm a bit glad that there are no fragments that were stuck in there. Even the things that pierced him looked fragile, that problem was never encountered. But as expected, this will take a toll on his movements when he's awake."

The doctor sets aside the clipboard on his back, "May I ask, what happened to him? What are those crystal-looking things—" Klizette cuts him, "Is there any more that you want to tell us, doctor? Even with some of your good news, I feel like there's more to it." Her grandmother looks at the doctor. As he lays his eyes on her, his confused demeanor changes. "Nothing really. It could have been bad, but I'm telling you everything that you need to know. I wouldn't restrain the information you need to know. Although, I might still have something to tell you after some more check-ups to him." He gave them a faint smile, "You could visit him now. Although, be careful on interacting with him."

"We will, doc." Patricia entered the room with her grandmother and the two young men that helped them with her father. She bursts into tears again as she saw her father's situation right now. "Patty, my dear..." Klizzette puts her hand on her back, calming her. "This is what I did on Erin as well. Now, I did on dad for some reason. What's happening to me, sihsih?"

Her grandmother guides her to the couch that's beside the hospital bed. "Calm down, my dear." She comforts her. "I... I'm utterly confused. First, my hand, then all of this. I even got a weird glowing tattoo without my input."

"Where's that tattoo, my dear?" Patricia sighs, she pulls up her sleeves, showing the weird symbol on her arm. Klizzette wasn't surprised, but she seems serious. "When did you get that?" "I don't know, sihsih. When I was on the bus, it just appeared. After I almost killed Erin, my first victim of whatever madness I am in." She buries her face in her hand, "Please tell me this is a dream, sihsih. Please tell me."

Klizzette didn't answer her but turned to the two men that's in the room. With one gesture, some things appeared in their hands. Sand started swirling on Nickolo's hand, and a black-colored rock appeared on Chiro's. Patricia withdraws her hand from her face, just in time to have a glimpse of the weird things in both of their hands. "What what those?"

Klizzette sighs, "You wouldn't be reacting this bad if your father just let me explain to you before." Patricia looks at her grandmother, full of confusion on her face. "What do you mean, sihsih? Are my friends true about me being some sort of monster?" She groans, "I really feel like I'm a dream."