Chapter 6

Dr. Morgan

The news had caught wind of the fight at the warehouse. The field reporter was standing in front of the warehouse talking. Behind him were paramedics carrying body bags, and police were taking evidence. The whole time it was on the screen I couldn't find the courage to look at Jessica. They played footage from some of the security cameras. They showed my rampage from multiple different angles. The one that really had me entranced was the fight inside the room where I met Marcus. I was moving so fast that the cameras couldn't get a good look at me. So I didn't have to worry about the police knocking on the door. But what really had me so focused was how unorganized I was. When I was in the fight I felt like I was in complete control, but looking at the footage, it was clear to see that I was improvising all of my attacks. But still I looked so cool.

I'm just glad that the world has become familiar enough with the Conduit race to the point where they didn't try to start a panic over what happened and try to make it seem like I was the biggest problem. He spoke completely un-biased. He pointed out that it was a gang related matter and that both sides were equally dangerous.

This entire situation got me thinking that I would probably need a way to keep my identity hidden. After all, I don't want the police to find out who I am or even worse if FKD found out it was me. That would put Jess and her family in great risk and I couldn't allow that. Now I wasn't going to go full superhero nutjob and wear an entire costume. Just a mask and some gloves would work. That way my face stays hidden and I don't leave any fingerprints behind.

After the news report was over I got up and went to mine and Jessica's room. I closed the door and sat down on the edge of the bed. It had been two days since the fight at the warehouse. After me and Jessica had our little talk I had been doing a lot of thinking about who I am as a person. I tried so hard to feel some kind of regret for what I did but everytime I tried I just remembered how good it felt. I laid down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. A few minutes later Jessica walked in. She shut the door behind her and came over and laid next to me on the bed.

"Hey." She said, trying to break the ice. "Are you still thinking about it?" Of course I told her about my thoughts. I just didn't know what to think.

"What am I?" I said in a low voice. "Am I crazy? Am I evil? What's wrong with me? I killed 24 people two days ago, and I came home and I slept like a baby. No nightmares, no regrets, just confusion as to why I should feel bad about it. It… it felt good, I had never had more fun in my life then when I was taking their lives. I'm a monster… and I like it." I was coming to terms with the fact that I might be a sociopath, I didn't like it but there was nothing I could do about it.

*Smack*

She smacked me hard across the face. "No! You are not a monster Aiden. Do you understand me? You are Aiden Jones: The love of my life. I didn't fall in love with a monster, I fell in love with a kind hearted, funny, selfless, handsome, man." She straddled my waist and gave me a kiss on the lips. "Now get dressed, we have to go see your therapist."

1 Hour Later

"Hello, my name is Dr. Linda Morgan, you can call me Linda." The doctor said. Her voice was a little high pitched and nasally. She was a caucasian lady with blonde hair. She was wearing a white button down dress shirt tucked in, black dress pants with black heels. She wore glasses over her green eyes.

"I would like to remind you that everything you say here is completely confidential so please don't hesitate to tell me anything, it will stay between us." She said with a friendly smile on her face. "So what have you come to me for?"

"Hello, Dr. Morgan." Jessica spoke up. "We're here for a few reasons but the prominent reason is because we're worried that there may be something wrong with my boyfriend on a psychological level."

"Really? And what seems to be the problem.?"

I decided to speak for myself on this matter. "Well, ya see Doc I… y'know that warehouse shootout they were talking about on the news? That was me. I'm worried that I might be crazy or somethin. After the fight was over I didn't feel any regret. No guilt, no disgust, no sympathy. I actually felt good, it was the biggest rush of my life and I want to do it again. I don't know what that says about my sanity but I know it can't be good." The doctor sat there for a few seconds and at one point I thought she might yell for security or something.

"Well the simple fact that you understand how you should feel marks out the possibility of antisocial personality disorder. If that were the case then you wouldn't even be here, in fact you most likely wouldn't have your girlfriend depending on which side of the spectrum you leaned closer to." Linda said.

"What do you mean I wouldn't have my girlfriend?"

"Well in most cases of ASPD the subject exhibits a complete disregard for the feelings of others. The ones that are more akin to psychopaths view people as tools and objects to be used until they're no longer needed. Psychopaths are commonly very charming and charismatic. They're good actors and they're good at faking emotion. Even if you were faking all of your emotions towards your girlfriend you still wouldn't let her interfere with your life and your mission, whatever that may be. If you were more akin to a sociopath you wouldn't be able to connect to her on a personal or emotional level at all simply because you wouldn't care. Sociopaths don't care about the feelings of anyone but themselves and they don't try to hide it either." The doctor said.

"Well if I'm not a pyscho and I'm not a… 'socio?'... yea imma go with socio. But anyway, if I'm not either of those then why was I able to kill 20 men without batting an eye? That's definitely not a normal thing." I was confused. It was like she was trying to tell me that it was ok to be able to kill remorselessly.

"Well I'm not saying that you definitely aren't either of them, I'm just saying that you don't exhibit all the signs of them." She said. "It may just be the start of a descent into it. Only time will tell if this is true or not." This lady wasn't very reassuring. She was incredibly blunt in her information giving.

"Thanks so much Doc. I feel much better knowing that I might be slowly losing my mind." I said sarcastically.

"Dr. Morgan." Jessica decided to speak up. "Is there any advice you can give us on how to handle this?"

"Well the smart thing to do is try to avoid too much violence. But given the way you dispatched those men in the warehouse I can tell that whatever this is means a lot to you. So I suppose the best choice of action is to try to remember who you are. Don't let all of this bloodshed get to your head, and especially don't let your powers control you. I've met plenty of Conduits who started off as nice people, but when they realized the full extent of their power they chose to seek out their wildest dreams and take what they always wanted. But perhaps the most important thing to do is remember who or what you're fighting for. Which leads me to my next question. Why are you fighting?"

"My mom." I said sullenly. "She was killed by the FKD a few weeks ago. It was my fault honestly. I shoulda known they'd try and get back at me after I kicked those guys asses. But a whole year went by before they did anything so I didn't think anything of it. But now they finally decided to strike back. But my mom was completely innocent, she did nothing to them. It was my fault that she was killed I shouldn't have let my guard down." I hung my head in my hands. I had come to terms with the fact that I was basically an orphan a while ago, but it didn't mean it made it easier. My mom is dead and my dad is dead to me. I don't even remember what he looked like since he left so early in my life.

My mom hardly ever talked about him, and when she did she would flinch like there was a fist flying at her face. She claimed that he never hit her. But I have these memories in the back of my mind that pop up from time to time. They're just quick flashes and almost completely indecipherable but I can still feel the fear and confusion in them.

"I'm sorry for your loss." Dr. Morgan said sympathetically. "But I want you to ask yourself this. Would she really want you, her son that she looked after and took care of to raise to be the right man, to kill these men and women her name? Is this what she would want?"

I took a minute to think about that. My mom wasn't a very religious person she believed in God but she didn't really go out of her way to praise him. She just tried to do right by people as much as she could. But… I feel like I have to do this. FKD has done this to way too many people. I have the power to put a stop to it. I won't just sit by and let it keep happening.

"Wooo… It feels good to get outta that cage... Hello Aiden, you don't know how badly I've been waiting to talk to you."

What the fuck was that? Oh shit don't tell me I'm hearing voices.

"I… No… no, she wouldn't want me to. But I have to do this, so it won't happen to anybody else. Maybe when I'm done this city won't have the reputation it has now. Then maybe people will feel safer." I said finally. I chose to ignore that voice in my head. I didn't want Jess to worry anymore than she was now.

"Well, if that's what you truly believe then remember that. Write it down and keep it in your pocket if you have to. Because this won't be easy. You'll run into many obstacles that may try to manipulate you and change your motives. But as long as you hold onto the memory of your mother and the goal that you stand for you will always be able to choose the right path." Dr. Morgan said almost as if she had experienced this before. "But… it looks like that's all we have time for today. Now, I want you to come back here after every fight you get into with this gang or if something changes with your mental state. We have to pay very close attention to your mind to make sure you don't go down the wrong path."

"Thanks Doc." I said. "C'mon princess." We stood up and walked out of the office. I didn't really feel like I figured anything out. Sure I learned that I wasn't completely psychotic, but there was still a possibility that I may be slowly descending into madness. And then there was that voice. I should have told her about it, after all, she did tell me to let her know if something changes with my mind. That was a pretty big change. Maybe it was a one time thing. But the next time it happens I'm definitely bringing it up.

"So," Jessica said, pulling me out of my thoughts. She was one of the only people allowed to do that. "Do you feel better?"

"Honestly, not really. The lady said it herself, I might be slowly descending into antisocial personality disorder. How am I supposed to deal with somethin' like that. And what if it makes me drive you away? I don't know what I'd do without you." I pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead.

"You won't drive me away Aiden. I'll be by your side no matter what. So don't get any of those ideas in your head or I'll have to smack you again." She said in a playful tone.

"Ha, no you won't. You know better." I said, and gave her a tight squeeze to emphasize my point.

"Is that right? Ok you'll see. You better watch your back." She said, trying and failing to be intimidating. She was just too cute to be scary.

"Aww, you're so cute when you try to be tough. What you gonna do huh? Give me puppy dog eyes until I die from an overload of adorableness?" I joked. But when I looked at her she had on the most heartbreaking puppy dog eyes you'll ever see. "Ahh! Stop that it's too much." I shielded my eyes from her cuteness.

"Don't tempt me AJ. If looks could kill, you'd be six feet under." She said smiling.

"You don't have to tell me twice. Now, what you wanna do today? I still got the money I picked up after the fight so the world is ours." I said.

"Hmm… Let's go see a movie." She said.

"What you tryna see?"

"I don't know, let's just get there and see what's playing."

"Sounds like a plan Stan."

"You're so dumb." She said with a chuckle.

"Hey, I'll have you know that I am one of the co-founders of the Google search engine. I'm clearly a genius." I said smugly.

"Ha, you wish."

"Oh you don't believe me? Well what if I go back in time and just take one of their places? Then it'd be true."

"It'd be true sure, but it would also rewrite history, causing major side effects, such as, you never getting jumped and discovering your powers, and the worst side effect will be that we will never meet. And I know you don't want that." She said in a tone like she was explaining trigonometry to a two year old.

"... Of course you're right, you're always right." I said defeated. "But, what if I took you with me? Then it wouldn't matter if we meet in the future because we'll be together in the past." I thought I had her but of course she had a comeback, she always has a comeback.

"... That makes sense the way you put it until you take into account the fact that, technically, you would have never been born. Therefore, this version of you and me would cease to exist and depending on what time paradox theory we're talking about we would basically disappear." She had a shit eating grin plastered across her face and I just wanted to wipe it off.

"You son of a… ok, how bout this?" I said stopping in front of her and getting down to eye level with her. "You just mentioned that there are multiple theories for time paradoxes right? Well I got one. Say we go back in time and we do all that stuff? Well what if that just creates another universe and we continue to exist that same way in that universe. Since our original universe was never changed we can continue to live out our lives in the same exact way and never have to worry about nothin' Boom. I just Blew. Your. Mind!" I made a brain exploding expression with my hands. There was no way she was coming back from…

"Well everything we just said was all speculation. So technically, neither of us is right or wrong." She said moving past me, the smug grin still on her face.

My mouth fell open in shock. She did it again. Everytime I think I have it all figured out she says something to just shut me down. "Oh no you don't, not this time." I ran up behind her, grabbed by her waist, spun her around once and held her in the air. "Nope I'm not lettin' this go until you say I'm right."

"Hahaha, I'll never say it. You hear me? Never!" She tried to fight her way out of my grip but I was too strong.

"Don't make me use force." I said, dangerous incentive clear in my voice.

*Gasp* "You wouldn't dare. I'll kill you in your sleep I swear." She knew exactly what I was hinting at.

"I guess that's a risk I'm gonna have to take. Unless… you say I'm right."

I could see her weighing her options in her head. After a few seconds she said "Over. My. Dead. Body." She was determined not to let me win.

"Ok fine, but just remember that I gave you a chance. You brought this on yourself princess." At that moment I put my hand behind her head to keep it steady and an invisible platform in front of her eyes to keep the dust out of her eyes, and then I took off like an Olympic sprinter. I felt like I was running at a normal speed, which is still pretty fast since my Conduit gene makes me faster and stronger than regular people, but to Jessica everything was moving by at a blur. Her voice sounded deeper because the sound waves of her voice were being spread out over a longer period of time. But I'm sure I heard her say, "You fucking ASSHOLE!" I was gonna be in sooo much trouble later, but it was worth it.

I kept running and I started using platforms to get us high in the air and then drop us a few feet before landing on another platform. After a few of those I heard her say, "Ok ok, you're right psycho." I used the platform we were on to lower us to the ground in some alley way and then I let her down. I had to catch her before she fell on her face. "That's all I wanted to hear princess." I said, I actually felt kinda bad now. I might have taken things a little too gone a little too far.

"What the fuck is your problem? That was completely fucking unnecessary asshole." She shouted tears falling from her eyes.

"I'm sorry princess, I got a lil carried away right there." I said, ashamed.

"Ya think?... Look let's just go home I don't feel like going to the movies anymore." She said, refusing to look me in the eyes.

"I… ok." I put my arm around her, noticing how she put a little more distance between us then I initially gave her, and teleported us home, where she quickly made her way inside and went to our room.

When I walked inside her mom asked from the kitchen table, "What's wrong with Jess?"

"I played a lil joke on her but I kinda took it too far. I think it's best if I just give her time to calm down." I said, making my way over to the couch. I sat down and put my head in my hands. I fucked up. I didn't mean to scare her that bad. I just wanted to have a little fun. What the fuck is wrong with me?

"You're finally starting to realize it. You were born to be a killer Aiden. Embrace it buddy boy."

What the fuck is this shit? I'm hearing that voice again. It's so smooth yet impossibly intimidating. It sounds like it's constantly ahead of the game and loves nothing more than to play with you.

"What are you?" I shouted in my mind. "What are you tryna pull?"

"I'm your… guardian angel… yea that works. Anyway, you've been ignoring me for quite some time. All I've ever wanted was to help you become what you were destined to be. Will you let me help you?

There was no way I was falling for that shit. This voice was something from nightmares, it was like the devil speaking to Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. Cold, manipulative, calculating, and full of lies.

"Why should I? There has to be a reason my mind has been blocking you out for so long."

"You've been blocking me out because you didn't know what you were capable of. You were afraid to try to make your dreams come true. So you're subconscious locked me away. But now, you have the power that you've always secretly craving. Add on the new found confidence and you finally have everything you need to claim your destiny, and that gave me the strength needed to break free."

"What exactly is my 'destiny'?" He… or maybe it?... Whatever, he was dancing around explaining what exactly he thought my destiny was.

"To become a hero of course. To give the people hope, to solve all the world's problems. Doesn't that sound great?"

"That sounds great sure, but I feel like the way you want me to achieve that won't be seen as heroic in most people's eyes" It's a good thing this entire conversation was going on inside my head, because I would look extremely crazy talking to myself.

"Haha, well let's be honest for a second. Mankind is known for being brutal to itself. It's all because of free will. You take that away, and replace it with dictation and they can't hurt each other. You know that's the only way. C'mon buddy boy, haven't you always wanted to have absolute power? To be able to do what you want, when you want? You listen to me, and you'll get that power."

I had to admit, humans are brutal creatures. Since the beginning of time we've basically been at war with each other. War is commonplace, it's horrible sure, but it shouldn't be surprising when one starts. But, will having one ultimate ruler work? Surely it wouldn't. There will always be opposition. I can't truly take away free will. No matter what there will always be people who will fight for what they believe in.

"No… no that will never work. Humanity is fucked up sure, but, they're also determined. They won't back down ever. They'll fight endlessly no matter how many die. Humanity cannot be controlled."

"That is true but you don't know the true extent of your power yet. I'm not gonna spoil things for you, but over time you'll learn how it's possible for you to take control."

"Wait, what do you mean by that?" I yelled out, but I got no response.

How am I supposed to take over world? Not that I want to in the first place, but there's no way I ever could. I'm not that great with my powers, plus, a fight against every major power in the world will take much more than 3 hours, so my powers will have overcharged long before the fight is even halfway over.

"Aiden?" I heard Jess say. She was standing on the stairs a few steps away from the bottom. "Can you come upstairs please?"

I got up from my seat on the couch and followed her upstairs to our room. When we got inside she closed the door and locked it.

"Listen Jess, I'm really sorry-"

"Stop." She cut me off. "Just stop ok? I know you were just playing around. You just scared the hell outta me is all. But that's not why I called you up here."

"Ok well what's up? I asked.

"I… I think it's about time you tell my parents about your powers…."

AN: Ok people what's up? I just wanted to let everyone know that I might be going back and changing some things in previous chapters. I've discovered new ways for Aiden to use his powers and I feel like it wouldn't make sense for him to be fighting regular humans with all of this power. I'm trying to decide if I should just keep going with this since after all the name of the story is "Unstoppable." So, it would make sense for him to be overpowered. If anything, I might just make a different story. It won't be much different, I'll just change his motivation for fighting and who he's fighting. I'm not 100% sure though, so don't hold me to it. Anyway that's all from me for now. Don't forget to leave a review and let me know if you like the story. And also, I just want to say that if anybody likes the character of Aiden, but not how I'm writing him you have my permission to use him. Just PM me and let me know. So I can see how your version of Aiden works. He does have the potential to travel through dimensions after all, so I think it would make sense.