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BOOP!
Chapter 4: Patient Treating

Chapter 4: Patient Treating

(3rd-Person Narrator)

This BOOP is as damaging as pneumonia but additionally is undetectable to the body's immune system and requires anti-inflammatory medicines Edwards does not have.

In explaining the properties of this disease, it entails the following 3 paragraphs:

The classic symptoms of Bronchiolitis obliterans organizing pneumonia, or BOOP for short, involve a range of respiratory difficulties, such as coughing and problems breathing. This is accompanied by sweating, fevers, and fatigue. It occurs because the bacterium's inflammation of the body's bronchioles and lung tissue makes it harder to breathe.

This BOOP resembles pneumonia conditions. However, this bacterium is also special, as it responds negatively to antibiotics and culturing for samples. It means the sample developed mimicry to chronic diseases and thus became virtually undetectable and immune to antibiotics. By taking the form of minor arthritis, it spreads throughout the body. Additionally, it transmits to hosts as an airborne cloud, causing it to be incredibly dangerous, as well as infectious.

And apparently, the atmosphere of Tekton contained energies great for the spread of the bacterium. They could ride with the winds and hide in the cracks of Tekton, as it used the energy in the air. The only hope to counteract this dangerous bacterium is to use doses of corticosteroid for the body to stop its effects. It's also supposed to be a treatment over about 6 months BEFORE it mutated into a stronger strain of bacterium.

(3rd-Person Narrator: Jonathan Edwards)

Now we find our dear Jonathan Edwards at the residence of Auream Regulam's "hospital". The parasite sucked all the nutrients available in its environment which left Edwards as a bony husk. But it too was infected by BOOP. It died the way it lived: feeding off of others.

Cleansing Hand already tended to Edwards as best as he could, with a dose of "Miracle". It was a compounded mixture of recovery herbs, which included turmeric and seaweed. He left and kept coughing on his way out. The patient in question was gasping heavily and curled into a ball. They were remembering an abusive past from feeling so much familiar pain. From the time of Edwards' trip in the forest to now, flashbacks played in complete detail.

(3rd-Person Narrator: Flashback of the Edwards Family)

You see, one day, a common businessman saw his wife give birth to Edwards and also a twin named Jon. At the hospital's delivery room, Edwards' mother received shocking news: a miscarriage of Jon happened because of the birth of his stronger twin. With not only that, she also was informed her womb was so damaged in the operation that making another child would most likely end in a stillbirth. In hysterical denial of the situation, Martha named the survivor Jonathan Edwards, much to the protest of James, her husband.

As Jonathan was raised, Martha ensured that only a perfect gentleman could exist as her son. Any failures resulted in beatings and insults. Jon had lived on as Jonathan, but only as a fake, fragile gentlemen of the highest etiquette. James only could provide small comforts, which only further worsened the situation. If all Jonathan had known was what was expected, there would be no problems living as a man.

But instead of raising a boy, James raised his daughter. He gave the gifts of cute decorations and the truth of Jonathan's actual gender. There were tales of her mother only being emotional temporarily, tales of soon having the family be together again, tales of living happily ever after. He deluded himself and her with fantasies. This hope was crushed.

On the first day of 2nd grade, Jonathan felt a deep affection for one of her close friends. He was a rugged runt, but a good and upstanding one too. It took months before these feelings exploded into a confession. Samuel Gray had a much more different reaction, as his upbringing and history influenced him to hate homosexuals. The person in front of him was one of those lily boys his father talked about- the ones who pranced around to steal the wieners off of other boys so that only boys could love them.

Unexpectedly, Jonathan had a harsh rejection and news spread that the "perfect gentleman" of the school was a "faggot". Martha took this as a failure in her education of Jonathan and forced the family to move to another state to start over. This time, Jonathan would not be found near another male and had special permission from their priest to enroll into Sunday school for extra learning- alone. Day and night Jonathan learned, was beaten for failing and learned again.

Her home was filled with Martha and James arguing. James told Martha to finally go do sessions with a good psychologist he found. Martha told James to "just fuck that man up his ass" for how much he wanted his "son" to be "gay".

By 5th grade, Jonathan was exhausted. Despite all "his" efforts, boys pushed "him" around and girls played cruel "pranks" on "him". "He" was a likable 10-year-old: the air of a noble, the brains of a genius, the body of a fine-looking athlete. But the attention it gathered was negative, despite how much the girls would be attracted to "him".

(Jonathan) "It is time to finally end the suffering."

Jonathan thought. "He" thought and thought, with only the words of the older boys playing in his mind:

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(Older Boys) "Kill yourself, you queer. You fucking disgust me."

It happened at the same time James was filing for a divorce. But Martha refused to cooperate. She ran him dry with all her outrageous demands and he knew she could never be the same again. She was stuck as a mental case. Martha kept hurting her only surviving daughter all because she was the only one that was left. Somehow the blame was put on the most corticosteroid one left.

As the court decision was to be decided the next day, the three all concluded to their selves:

(The Edwards Family) "It is time to end this."

Jonathan took "his" belt off and hung it on the clothing rack in "his" room. "He" took off all of his clothes and moved from the kitchen to the outside world and beyond. The sharp knife in Jonathan's hand promised sweet, sweet release. However, Martha was roaming crazily around to escape with Jonathan. James also looked for Jonathan to make sure she was okay through this troubling process.

Under the moonlight, Jonathan was smiling beautifully. One would think a naked angel descended from the Heavens themselves and was gleefully enjoying the experience. But this cherubic face had darker intentions: those filled with desperation, darkness, and death. The knife centered just at her neck- perfect for targeting the jugular and carotid arteries. After all, a gentleman always finishes the job. It would be disgraceful to soil or taint anything else with blood, other than what gets the job done.

It was at this moment, James discovered Jonathan. His face was filled with confusion, but as the light reflected on the metal, James widened is eyes in horror.

(James) "STOP!" boomed James. "DON'T DO IT!"

Jonathan flinched at her father's words, and for the first time felt regret. This man was the only one who cared for all this time- not a single person did otherwise in her miserable life. Her jerking hands sadly plunged into the meat of her flesh.

Yet Jonathan did not die. James tackled his precious daughter to the ground. He caused her to slice just the side of her neck. Once she continued on with her suicide attempt, James put his hands over her neck and caught the blade in his hands.

(James) "You can't do this. I don't know how hurt you are, but this isn't the way to solve your problems."

James said, with his hands bleeding on the girl's face. The knife was stuck deep into his hand, but his face showed only the slightest wincing in pain. He already ripped his shirt and was applying pressure to her cut. No stab wound would affect him if his daughter businessman in danger.

(James) "Everything will be okay. You know your mother and I are getting a divorce."

James' voice was the same soothing tone whenever he told stories. It was too much, so Jonathan began bawling. Tears flowed down her cheeks and snot dribbled out of her small, button nose. She was nuzzled by her cheeky father.

(James) "I will protect you. You don't have to live under expectations. All that matters is that you will be my daughter and I your father."

James grinned sheepishly at his child. He was a man only now providing the much-needed comforts his daughter needed when he was away. It was wasted time working and trying to fix his family. Yet, he couldn't traumatize her more by his own tears. James genuinely mourned the loss of his love, his son, and his daughter's innocence. Fate was sick in playing with their lives. But at least a father could still give some words of wisdom.

(James) "No one matters unless they care for you. You live for what you want."

This momentous moment of love was interrupted by the cold, uncaring reality. Martha entered the scene, and with her, a kitchen knife. The blade gleamed sinisterly, and Jonathan cried out too late. Her arms were too short to stop the knife and her body was too weak to move her father.

It turns out being beat day and night, week after week, does not shape a better body. In fact, it does the opposite by crippling its future growth. And so, James was stabbed 23 times. He died without regrets as he managed to say his final words with a sly wink:

(James) "It's not your fault honey- it's God's."

That night, police arrived to assess the crime scene as the paramedics tended to the injuries of Jonathan and Martha. Despite being stabbed four times in the back at first, James still managed to put up a fight and even break Martha's arms. If he was going to die, let it be so his daughter still lives.

Martha was later put into a mental institution after her recovery. Deep investigation into Jonathan's account and forensic analysis revealed her faulty story of James attacking Jonathan was complete and utter bullshit. No one wanted to give this deranged women custody of a 10-year-old child.

And so Jonathan Edwards grew up cold and distant. Her life was dedicated to studying humans in psychology and anthropology, along with the universe by the field of astronomy. An unnamed Godfather that James arranged for supplied Jonathan's living and educational costs. She also really let herself go in order to again hide her gender under her fat, as to not let gender become an issue ever again. Never again would the name Jonathan be used to directly address her. It would always be "Edwards".

Only with Tina Tompkins did she ever open up again. His name, unfortunately, came from a running family gag by which all the men were named according to the most feminine one thought of. The name was also helpful when creating undercover personas and pseudonyms. It would be hard to track a man if his name was unpredictable. Tompkins' feminine features did not help his case, and so he always used his last name, like Edwards.

And the reason behind his rejection of Edwards? A lean, lanky body would not work well with a bulky, wide one. The smaller one would be crushed by the sheer weight of the other. It would be so even more if a hulking homosexual was aiming for some skinny ass.

The shock of Edwards being a woman shattered Tompkins' preconceptions. He originally thought of his partner as "strange" in interests by the moves being put on him but was open-minded enough not to question anyone's tastes. Now, there was nothing left but to accept the great reveal all over again.

Tompkins found out this secret when Edwards was near-obsessed with losing her fat. She panicked after months of staying at about 140 pounds, with two balls of "fat" not leaving her chest no matter what she did. A female doctor had to gently inform the woman about her female body. The realization of her gender as female came to her in an instant.

The depressing reason behind her not menstruating was a process her mother Martha called, "castrating the bull before it grows". Because of this, she actually believed herself to be a man, despite her father's insistence otherwise. This was the story of how she shaped herself a new future by the man she loved and regained her identity.

Yet the tragic fate of Jonathan Edwards would continue beyond the loss of her promised happy ending and begin anew with the outbreak in the town of Auream Regulam.