Unforgiving

I realize now what John's instructions were. It dawned on my recently, and now I need to stay away from the group until I've hunted down and killed John...

So I was waiting Tempest and the rest of the group to return. I had heard that they kept Aron alive, which was a relief, but I really couldn't trust him right now... John could influence anybody, so nobody could be trusted...
After several painful hours of waiting, I heard the door in the distance creak open, the squeaky hinges pressing against each other. I knew that simply by applying a special naturally-occuring substance to them, about 3/4 of a milliliter, the squeaking would stop, but I didn't know how I knew that. I walked over to see Tempest and Diffy and Doolittle walk into the old VHS store, which I had taken the liberty of vamping up a bit with Thought Form Projection. The second I say them, I broke down, on my knees, and cried. At this, someone walked in carrying Healthbar and Aron. My eyes were too full of tears to see who was actually carrying them, but they were alive. I knew, I could feel their life forces, the energy they gave off by thinking, the blood flowing through their bodies.... Both were layed out infront of me. I calmed after a bit, and realized that nobody was there anymore, except Aron and Healthbar. Neither stirred, but I could sense them pulling in the air molecules around them to breathe.
As soon as I was stable, it happened. I felt the same feeling as before, I became a prisoner in my body again, and I didn't understand fully. I had no control. It was awful, but then a sound resounded in my mind. It was John's echoing, powerful voice repeating:
"FIGHT TO THE DEATH ", and now that I knew that Aron was alive, the command took over again. I couldn't control it. He was simple, I simple TKed him against a wall, and then caught his body on fire, and let it burn hot, very hot. I felt sick, as the feeling of killing someone so awfully was somewhat appealing to my mind, and it made me want to kill myself.
Finally, when Aron had been reduced to a pile of ashes, I gained control back. I had already spilled my tears for him, so I didn't cry again. Instead, I gave him some honor, by using telekinesis to ball up his ashes, and then teleporting to a spot in the middle of the ocean. I dropped his ashes in the water, and the surface bubbled with metalic bubbles for a moment. I took notice of the fact, and used Hydrokinesis to bring some of the bubbling water up to myself. My understanding suddenly went skyhigh, Aron's essence still existed within this floating puddle, and because he had synthetic abilities, they hadn't died with him, they were slowly being given off as energy through his ashes.
I reached out my mind and used somesort of opposite power to Thought-Form Projection, and made the bubbling ash-water become part of my thoughts, a file among it. I felt the same in everyway, but Aron was now a part of me. Maybe I had his amazing ability, something told me I might, but there was no way to be sure.
After this scene, I teleported back to base, and found Healthbar had awoken. I told her what had happened, and halfway through the story, I cried again, just broke down, like crazy screaming, bawling. It was the reality of my situation hitting me. In just one week I had become a powerful Super-Human, a refugee, a Fugitive from my own damned country. It made me sick, and I just cried my eyes out for a while. It was too crazy, and I realized that my understanding of the situations had kept me calm. that, and knowing that my friends were with me the whole time made it easier, but now losing them so quickly made me lose my grip.
Healthbar placed a healing hand on me to try to calm me, and then it all became clear.

John had instructed me to kill Tempest's group, and lose their trust.

I went into a slave-like trance, and began TK choking Healthbar, not on purpose, but she was pinned. Her ability didn't protect her from my arsenal of insane power. I began to crush her neck, but suddenly I became enthralled in making her suffer. I thought it ironic, as she could heal those around her, that she die a horridly painful death. The fact that these thoughts occured to me at any time made me disgusted, and I prayed this was simply a side-effect of the Mind-Control, and not my true nature.
I started by freezing one arm, finger by finger. First her thumb, then middle finger, her pinky, her full hand, than I numbed the full arm to the shoulder. At that, TK twisted it around until I heard an awful SNAP but made sure to keep her mouth shut telekineticlly, so she couldn't scream for help.
After breaking that arm, I moved to the other, burning it with a flame that was at a high temperature, but that burnt slowly. I couldn't let myself do this, but I had no power over myself. I began realizing that her power was only good to help those around her, and that I had nobody I wanted to help, that I wanted those around me to suffer...I had no control.
Suddenly a memory entered my mind, it wasn't mine, I had taken it from Jorge when we had shared minds for a moment. It was Jorge witnessing his younger sister being pinned against a wall by some man with telekinesis, and her head being split open. She screamed horribly, and then the man inspected her brain, and as he stood up when he was done, he turned transparent. The memory told me that this had been Jorge's sister's ability. The brain-man had stolen it by inspecting the brain! Maybe I could do it too... I understood how he did it, he 'understood' the ability... But no, not with Healthbar... She was useless to me...
I returned to my task at hand, and phased a finger into Healthbar's stomach, then solidified it, causing her pain that I could feel myself, due to my being inside her, and sharing her emotions. I withdrew instantly, and the pain caused the trance to wear off.
I didn't have time to think, so I dropped Healthbar, at which point she screamed. I covered her mouth with my hand, and whispered
"I'm so sorry...."
And teleported away...

I can't believe what I did, I am sorry I did it, but I can't go back with the group. I'm afraid I'll get the urge to rip off their scalps and look at their brains, as John wanted me to... Please don't find me.

I can understand John's ability, and I know that if he dies, then his command will wear off, and I can go back to living normally, hell I'll even give up my abilities. They cause so much pain, I can't take it...

A quick note, Tempest, please save my mother... And don't tell her that I'm a murderer...

-Damian