Assessment of Abilities

Chapter 13 | Conflict = Miracles

It was dark out. Roman, Logan, and Patton had no idea how much time had passed as they silently cried and looked at the winged body before them.

Virgil's eyes were slowly losing colour, his skin was ice cold and it showed through the paleness of his pigment. His wound was much worse then Logan had anticipated. It appeared that Virgil had been killed with a shotgun, a firearm that projectiles multiple pellets.

Virgil's entire left side was punctured with small holes but the worst wound was the three pellet holes that had punctured his lung and heart.

It must have been at least 10 to 20 minutes before someone spoke, and this person was Roman, regaining his sanity slowly and letting his fanciful hope and belief take over "Patton! Can't you save him??? You heal right? You must be able to heal others??" He asked, turning slightly and grasping the others hand a little too tightly.

"O-Oww... Roman that hurts..." He sniffled. Patton had looked better; his eyes were puffy, his cheeks still soaked, a snotty nose he could barely keep from exploding. He'd never healed anyone but himself before, it didn't even occur to him that his power could hypothetically be transferred; he wouldn't even know where to start.

Logan could see the doubt and hopelessness in Patton's eyes, but he'd be lying if he hadn't thought about that too. "Roman... Please reframe from breaking Patton's hand... he may have regenerative powers but he still feels pain..." Logan spoke, his old, emotionless-self resurfacing.

Roman frowned, letting go of Patton's hand "How can you be so emotionless!?! Virgil is dead!! You wont even try?!" He shouted, standing up enraged. "Roman..." Logan couldn't even begin before Roman swung a punch and right-hooked Logan's jaw, causing the slender man to fall to the side, to then suddenly have Roman straddle him and start throwing random punches; his emotions getting the worst him, causing him to act out on others. "NO! Don't 'Roman' me! You have telepathy; you should have heard the shooter's thoughts!! Virgil could still be alive!" Logan put up his arms up in defence and opened his mind to communicate through thought.

'Roman, I do not read peoples minds without permission, however, I do believe in your theory. About a month ago Virgil gave me a demonstration of his projection ability, he was still perfecting it... Nevertheless, he could project his invisibly and incorporeal ability to non-living objects'.

These thoughts were projected to Roman and Patton "Really??" Patton asked. This information stopped Roman, the latter panting heavily, his chin dripping with tears, looking down at his friend he'd just attacked out of pure grief. Guilt began to slowly take over, but also a little hope "L-Logan... I..." He got off him, gently helping him sit up "I-I... I'm sorry... I don't know why... Why I did that... You didn't deserve it... I..."

Logan sighed, his face bleeding and bruised, it hurt a lot, nevertheless he gave Roman a small smile "Roman, I forgive you, your emotions got the best of you and you retaliated, I understand, please do not feel guilt, besides..." a new kind of smile curled up on Logan's bleeding lip, a smile that had an idea behind it "...These injuries will make a perfect practice test to see if Patton is capable of healing others and we can see the effects too"

Patton didn't know how to feel about this, it was so much pressure! Of course, he would be so happy to be able to save his friend and roommate, but on the other hand, if he tries and fails and it's his fault... he just didn't know if he could take it...

Roman's and Logan's eyes were on him; Roman's eyes were desperate and pleading, while Logan's were calm. 'Patton, listen to me, just try and calm yourself and attempt to project your ability onto me, no harm comes from trying, and if you cannot then it is not your fault, I promise' Logan telepathically comforts.