Mirror of Time

I don't feel like having an introduction this time, simply saying what has happened in the past few days, so without further ado, I guess I'll go.

So I teleported myself to school, and thankfully nobody saw me. Hopefully, it was gonna be a successful second day, here was hoping.
I had healed myself as best as I could, and shifted myslef to look good, but not overly good, as to attract too much attention. I walked up the steps and through the doors to my school. I decided that I may aswell enjoy every high schooler's dream, and read some minds. I still can't access the current thoughts of people, but I can see their memories, their past thoughts included. They played over them like a voice-over commentary on life.
Its interesting to see the true insecurities of people who have such hard exteriors. The tall basketball player, unsure of his sexuality. The gangsta looking popular kid that wrote poetry and believes strongly in true love. The seemingly reserved girl who has some crazy weekends. They all were interesting, but none overly. Except for one...
As I scanned the brains of passerbys, one caught my attention particularly. There was a big gap in his memories, about three years ago. Just a hole, missing information. It was interesting, maybe he had amnesia or something, and it deifnitely caught my mind. I kept reading, and found something even more interesting. He was special.
I saw his memories from his perspective, and I couldn't understand the power for a while. He walked further and further away, and I couldn't keep a link on his mind, so I trailed after him. I continued going through his conscience, but I saw no memories that were out of the ordinary, I just know that he had a power. I don't know how it was, I just seemed to have a tracker, or maybe it was a stupid hunch.
After a little while, his thoughts began to be altered. Occasionally, there was an intuition that I was following, and he was wondering a bit about me. He tried going through dificult paths, and eventually I increased our distance. Then I bended the photons around myself to make myself invisible to the naked eye, and continued reading. Now I kept reading his memories, and I could feel his emotions rising. Fear, and the feeling of being cornered. Eventually, we were in a secluded area, and I dropped my illusion, and held him in place with telekinesis.
"What are you?" I said with a bit too much hunger, as I turned him. I wasn't prepared for what I saw when I faced him. His eyes were pure white, like Precog or Omni when they had a trance. "Ah, a precognitive. Wonderful." I didn't want to kill him and take his ability, since I didn't need it, but then he did something extraordinary. He lifted his hand, and I suddenly went into a trance.
I was hovering over myself. Well, not myself myself. Old myself. Damian the serial killer. He was in a room with a man of about 27 years of age. The man was glowing whitehot, he had Radiation Manipulation, like John. He kept trying to blow up, but Damian was somehow holding him back. I don't know if he had telekinesis or anything, but he, or I, suddenly put out his/my hand with the index finger and thumb pointed like a gun at the Radioactive man. He/I put down the thumb, as though he had shot a bullet, and all of a sudden, the Radioactive man's glowing scalp popped off, and Damian the killer looked at his brain. After a quick second of examining the brain, which he had illuminated with a hand that seemed to be giving off light, he stepped back and made a radioactive fireball in his hand, and smiled.
The scene quickly faded to two other superhumans being chased by Damian the killer. One was runningat superfast speed, but suddenly his feet stopped moving, and he crashed to the ground. The other's hands were glowing hard purple and gas was coming out of them. Cold-hearted Damian couldn't care less. He touched the ground, and the cement beneath the other two superhumans became liquid, and they sank in up to their necks, at which point Damian resolidified the ground. He then walked up to the speedster, and turned his hand into a knife and tore her scalp off, taking her ability, and then using it to run to the poison emmiter, to whom he melted the head of so that his entire facial muscles ad skull were visible. He then used Super-Strength to pop the brain out of the skull and take the poison power.
I continued and saw over a dozen more murders, by the end of which I felt awful. Finally, after it done, I was in a dark, foggy place. I heard distant footsteps, and the boy I had followed walked up, out of nowhere but the dark abyss that he had transported me to.
"Why did you show me that? What are you?" I asked, still freaked out by the images I had seen of myself.
"You have forgotten your horrid past. That was nowhere near all of the innocent lives you took on your power quest. You may think you have changed, but it is shown that history repeats itself, and in immortals like yourself, personal history is very important. You've killed in this manner previously, and you may think it justified to kill those who you find don't deserve their powers, but do you know that Damian Ramirez, the old you, had that same philosophy, but to such an exaggerated level that he believed that no one was worthy. You can become him again, or you can change into someone new, someone unseen. You are the only one who shapes your destiny. I have seen the future change many times before, and I know that your current path will return you to old ways. You are at the turning point, Damian West, where you are about to make choices that can provide your fate, and that of our entire species. Make the right choice." And with that, he began to fade away.
"Wait!" I yelled. "Wait, please don't go! What do you mean? What is the choice?! GIVE ME ANSWERS!" I added a command, but it was useless, as the trance began to ware off, and I simply heard a resounding whisper saying 'YOU WILL KNOW'
I awoke and found that I was sitting against a wall in the corner of the school. The sound of the late bell alerted me to my surroundings a bit more, and without thinking, I teleported to a few feet from the door to first period. A few people saw, so I erased their memories.

So the rest of the day was normal, and nothing out of the ordinary happened, but today in class I needed to use my abilities just once, to avoid a serious dilemma.

Jeannie, my math partner, and I were taking a Trigonometry exam, which was easy as hell for me, but too complicated for her. She took a quick peek at my perfect test, but the teacher caught her. They had a dispute, and the teacher decided to give us both detentions. I could've managed, but I looked into Jeannie's eyes and saw extreme worry and fear, so I did what I had to do.
I turned towards the teacher, and trying to use the same mental method that I had seen John use previously, convinced her not to give us anything, simply vocalizing a single word:
"Really?"
At which point, the teacher's eyes glowed bright bronze, and she said "Nah, April Fools!" and walked off. I noticed my partener was having a bit of trouble still, so I manipulated the photons around us and recorded 3 seconds of us working, memorizing the exact pattern all the molecules had around us, and then replayed it like a video loop, so we had a sort of recorded illusion over us, and handed her my perfect paper.
She took a bit too long to finish, and I got a bit angry, pressing my fingers into the desk, and they heated up. I quickly controlled myself, but not before leaving a few small charred marks. Finally, we both finished and turned in our tests. I saw the intruige in her eyes again, so I did something nice. When everyone else left, I turned to the teacher, and commanded her:
"BE NICER TO JEANNIE PLEASE." And, I saw her eyes go slightly lighter, the same shade that passive commands should make them, and felt proud. With that, I left, and enjoyed the rest of my day.

Stay safe
-Damian