Animal I've Become Part 2

So as we all remember, I was with my mother, locked in what looked like a Holocaust bunker. I had learned things from her that I can't even understand, and she cleared up so much... I just fear the knowledge I have gained. Lemme start it out for you, right where we left off:

So I had just walked into a large holding area where my mother was watching TV while lying on a couch, like I had seen her do hundreds of times at home. The only difference was that her right hand was crackling with black electricity all over, which made me realize how strange my life had recently become.
I rushed up to my mother and gave her a huge embrace, but when I pulled back, I looked in her eyes and 'read' her emotions, a byproduct of my Intuitive Aptitude, and saw something that I never would've expected from my mother when she looked at me: Fear.
"Damian...We really have to talk" My mother said in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Mom..." I gasped "Why are you afraid of me? Aren't you proud, I'm just like you!"
"No your not!" She snapped, surprising me greatly "I'm nothing like you, you're a monster." And she meant it, I could feel it. Tears whelled up in her eyes as she spoke.
"Mom," I said, also beginning to cry "Its me, your son. Damian. You raised me alone, your the strongest person I know, and I love you. I've done some things I'm not proud of recently, but it was all for you."
She paused for a moment, and the tears slid down her eyes. She turned away from me after realizing that I could reead her every emotion, and I didn't try to regain eye contact.
"You're right," she finally sighed "I raised you... Well, sort of..." This shocked me. I was intruiged, and wanted to mind probe m mother to see what she was talking about, but was able to hold myself back, out of love and respect.
"What do you mean 'sort of'?" I inquired.
"Well," she began "I may as well start from the beginning. I used to work for a company, Primatech. They were huge not too long ago, capturing Evolved humans like you and I and giving us the choice between being pent up like animals or being out in the world, but under the wachful eye of one of them. It was torture, but all I could do to keep my sanity was work for them, with that awful man, Thompson. Ugh. Well the fact is, I started working there very young. I was about 19 when they pulled me in in the year 1981. I trained and trained, and with my ability everything was much simpler."
"Black lightning" I interupted "I heard that that's one of the most lethal abilities known. That's why you were a good agent, because they can't escape your power." My mother chuckled at this, and I gave her a curious look.
" Black lightning," she continued "Is only a by-product of my ability, like how you can understand peoples emotions by looking them in the eyes, or... How you can..." she paused and began to breathe heavily.
"Rip open skulls and take abilities?" I asked with guilt. At this she began to cry a bit, I could feel the fluid running down her face, although she was looking away from me.
"Yes," she said "That. Well, my full power decreases abilities, sometimes to the point that they remain dormant for years and years at a time. After I learned control over it, I gained black lightning. However, my ability has different levels, for instance I can make someone's abilities not work for a day, or a week, or many years, but they will always come back, and just as strong, if not stronger, than they were when I lessened them." At this point she looked at me again, and I tried not to read her emotions. "That's what I did to you Damian."
I couldn't believe this. My own mother, had depowered me? I mean, yes, my abilities are hugely powerful, and if I developed them young I would understand, but this brought so many questions, and the hunger to know. Thank God I could control it enough not to tear apart my own mother's head.
"Damian, you aren't my biological son." My 'mother' dropped a bomb "The fact is, you're an assignment from The Company. Long ago, in the year 1989 a man with the ability of Intuitive Aptitude began to kill people with special abilities. This wasn't the first time we had seen this, a man named Samson Grey had once killed in this manor as well, so we thought we could handle this man. He collected many abilities over time, and finally I and my partener, Thompson, were assigned to the man's case. He was an American, born to Cuban parents in New York City in 1964.
"However, the Company and my assignments weren't all that were on my mind. I had found love, a man named Marcus London, a special. He had the ability of Psychokinesis, and we were made for each other. I wanted to keep him safe, so I nulled his powers, sometimes for weeks at a time so that they wouldn't take him in and he wouldn't experience my same fate.
"I became enthralled in my work, being sucked further and further in. A man named Spektor and his partener, my sister, Nina, a woman with the ability to alter age of other organisms, became envolved in the case. The man had been spotted near Fort Lauderdale, Florida, just a short distance from my own home in Miami. the four of us from the Company were sent down, waiting for the man, and trying to bait him with my sister, Nina, who publicly began displaying her ability, claiming to be a healer. We waited a while, and then it was too late...
"Nina was fine, but we heard of a murder in Miami. A man named Marcus London. The power-theif had ripped his skull open. I couldn't take the anguish over the loss, and I vowed revenge. I used a clairvoyant man in Level 5, a holding cell for dangerous EHs, to find the man. With out Company supervision, I went with Nina and we found him, about to kill a baby girl born with the ability of Aura Absorption. We stopped him, and I shot him with as much power as I could, cancelling almost all the abilities he had stolen permanently, due to them not being geneticly attached, but he looked in my eyes, and saw my anguish. Due to a run in with an Emotional-Mainpulator, he shared my grief over my fallen lover, and he repented right there. Also, sharing such an emotion made the Psychokinesis become part of his genetic code, through Empathic Mimcry, a by-product of his abilities. I could only keep it dormant, but it would definitely come back soon.
"The company was going to take him in, but I knew that it was a trap, and that he was going to try to get sent to Level 5, and wait til his abilities returned and then killed all the inamtes. No, instead, I had Nina revert him to a baby. This was in the year 1993."
I was shocked, taking all this in was alot. Then it hit me.
"1993 was when I was born..." I said, almost mute with shock. I looked up and realized that the woman who I had thought to be my mother had been much stronger than I thought, and that she had been caused anguish by me, yet she raised me, and loved me like her own son. I saw the pain coming up after all the years, and fell to my knees, hanging my head low. "Kill me. You deserve revenge. Your words are true, I can sense it. You deserve more than an apology, you deserve vengance." I looked her straight in the face with a very serious look. "I'll take everything you've got."
I looked to the floor, and prepared myself for the upcoming pain. I heard an electrical crackle, and anticipated, but the pain never came. Finally, I looked up and saw something I wanted to se in her eyes. Compassion. Love.
"I know I should," she said between her tears "But I've grown to love you. The fact is, you are my son. After the Company heard what Nina and I did to you, they fired me, and gave me the assignment of raising you, saying that when your power returned they would decide whether to kill you or to make you into an agent. Your morals would decide this, and I was responsible for making you into the right kind of person to work for the company. Nina and I weren't allowed to contact each other anymore, and she was eventually killed by a man who could control organs, and had shut off her brain function just by thinking. I tried to keep us hidden, but the company always found us. Eventually we stayed in Miami, you were put in school when you were three, and we stayed there for the rest of time. Your powers have come back, but there's good news. The Company is gone.
"You can be better than what you were, Damian, you have a second chance. The government is currently persecuting us, but when this all blows over, you and I are going to return to Miami, and continue living life like normal people. I don't want you, my son, to make the mistakes I made."
I was glad that she had reffered to me as her son, and I truly felt bad. I don't know why I don't remember any of my past life, but after learning that, I told my mother to rest up in this bunker. I Thought-Form Projected everything that she wanted into existence, without having to put out any effort, I just checked her mind for literally ANYTHING she wanted, and made it happen. Then I teleported out, leaving her to be happy, and went to Canada.
I spent a few days there, and now I think its my time to return. As soon as I publish this blog I'm returning to our new headquarters.

As always, stay safe
-Damian