"You know, I've had lots of people walking through my door. Some come knowing that they need help in one form or another. I give it to them, as we work together in finding the best way in achieving their goal of getting better." The man in front of me pause, as he waits to see my reaction. I have a silly smile on my face as I sat and listen, my eyes seem to have a innocent glimer in them. I was positive that he wasn't buying it for a second.

"Some come to me with their shield up, ready in defending any weaknesses. At first they refuse the very concept of seeking help. Kind of like you at first, but now you're past actions they confuse me." This time his stares is alot more intense, but I keep the foolish smile on, as my face starts to cramp up.

"For months I tried in opening a two way channel with you, if I got you to say a few words back then I would've consider it a good day. But a month ago, you came in suddenly I got to met a whole new you. I then make more progresses with you in that very next week, then the past three months after the sudden change." He pause briefly, searching my eyes and locking them down. A small chilling tingling sensation creep it way up my spine.

"Then in this whole month you open up too almost all my questions, you even mend the wounds with your parents. Care too elaborate on what brought on this sudden swift change?" The dark skin therapist eyes are now drilling into my very soul, all from his comfortable plush chair, I know its very comfy because I tried it once. My face felt like glass about too crack, his dark eyes are putting me under alot of presure. I resist knowing that in this case, silence is the best policy.

"Ummmm......change of heart." I give my best innocent smile. (No way in hell I'm going to spend any more time with a guy that works for SHIELD.) I yell in my head, the month before I was sitting in the waiting room minding my own business. When just across from me, was a women wearing a SHIELD logo t-shirt and baseball cap. Once I notice her, I knew that I had fucked up, I was in prolong interaction with a shrink that might be working for SHIELD. So I had to change from being a solid block of ice, to a warm homey pot of tea.

In the session of that day, I went from a grumbling no man, to a enthusiastic yes man. As that session continue, Doctor Andrew Garner keep probing me, to figurer out what brought this sudden change. I swear the whole thing was more like a high strung police questioning on why, who, what, where and when. I remained aloof in avoiding giving a straight answer on evading this subject. Whenever asks, I acted like I had suddenly develop some mental problems. On the other hand, if his questions were on my time in Los Almos, I was much more forth coming.

I mean beside a few detail and certain action that were, shall we say altered. Like my firsts theft, it was turn into my firsts street fight. And my second theft was turn into a story of me breaking into someone else house, for a clandestine meeting with a girl Jamie was her/his name. Of course clarifying on the detail, I left that too their imagination.

On another matter, the relationship I had with Naomi was clear up, I took in all the blame, saying that I had ask her in hidding my meeting with someone I had met online. I also explaine how I had panic all those months ago, by betraying her thrust in trowing her under the proverbial bus. But this time, I had secretly ask her, if I could use her as a cover, she said yes which was good, but she did yank the real story out of me. At least most of the story, the excess fortune remain a quiet detail I somehow neglected in sharing.

My parent had mostly forgiven me, of course my social life at school was as low as one could imagine. Tony had taken all my years of carefully laid planing and crafting of my personal image, put it all in a blender and made a milkshake out of it. So now as I walk down the school halls, It went from silent worship, too snickering chuckles and giggling mockery behind my back or sometime right in my face.

My parents feeling a little guilty in having played a hand in practically destroying my social life. They had greatly loosen up on my punishment, I was freed from many chores that had suck away my time. But saddly, I still had to attent my weekly time at the dojo, too the immense pleasure of Naomi fathe...I mean sensei, I looked around in the room.

Andrew eyebrow cock up in question. "Is something the matter Braden, you seem distracted?"

"Nnnnoo...its fine, I just had one of those moment. You know, when you think about something then look around making sure, what you're thinking about. Doesn't come out or is accidentally summoned from the depth of hell." I tried calming myself down, as I look around making sure Naomi father wasn't going to pop out of the shadow or something, taking a calming breath. I convincing myself that surely he couldn't have hear that...right.

Andrew gave out a sigh of exasperation, I wasn't sure, but I believe he must be thinking something along the lines of, wondering if I really was of sound mind at this moment. "Well, it seem we have once again arrived at the end of are session. I have news." He said, the displeasure in his tone made it obviouse he didn't like what he was going to say. Giving me another one of his perplexing glares.

"Whats up?"

"Against my better judgement, this...will be are last session from today onward. By your parents request, of course if you were to ask for m...."

"I'm good!.....I...ahhh what I mean is...that thank you sir, but I feel much better now." I tried, I really tried in wipping the arrogant victorious smirk from my face.

Andrew just glared at me for a moment, I was sure the guy had allot of suspicion about me. But I was also sure he was powerless in forcing any continued session. I watch as he rolled his eyes, and shook his head, he gave me another long piercing look. I'm not proud in admitting it, but those eyes, they always made me uncomfortable.

"Goodbye Braden Parker, it seem are time together has come to an end. You've been a interesting person in having at the very least. If ever you feel like really talking or opening up, just know my door will always be open." Andrew hard light in his eyes soften, his expression relax in a warm look as well. I was almost tempted in taking him up on his offer, but I reminded myself of his current employers.

"Thank you doctor Andrew, I'll think about it." This was my customary final line I had been given him after I had open up. But this time I really meant it, if he wasn't on the SHIELD team. I may have honestly considered him as someone I could unburden all my mental insecurities. Then I recalled my goals, and suddenly inside I wasn't so sure that it would've been a good idea in sharing something so potentially dangerous.

The nature of my goal, was making a normal human into a mutant. But at its core I knew that I wasn't satisfied with just a mutant power. No what I was creating, was a way to make a super mutant that was still abel to raise their power in the future. I alway knew that if I somehow figure it all out, I couldn't publish any of my research. If my little experiment ever saw the light of day, it could bring unimaginable destruction on are world. I will then have no choice but to destroy all the data, leaving not even a scrap behind. I was paranoid that my research could cause something like world war three.

As I got up and left, I pause at the door. Turning I looked at doctor Andrew, he look back at me with a raise eyebrow. "I know you have allot of unanswered questions on my behalf. But please know this, I did come too enjoy and even feel some relief in confiding in you, in this month. I've been open with most of my redacting of my time in New Mexico. Yes I have omitted certain detail, honnestly they are mostly of little value in the grand scheme of things. You've done a fantastic job, in helping me deal with many felling of stress and anxiety I have had for a long time. So just know that I will alway appreciate the time and effort you have put in me, thank you doctor Andrew, for everything."I left before he could answer, if I had looked back, I would've seen him have a look of some relief and then a certain inquisitive spark in his eyes.

Making my way out, I spotted a car waiting in the parking lot. It was my mother waiting for me, once I got in the car, my mother greated me with a smile. But I notice an odd look in her eyes, this did strike me as weird, but then my relationship with my parents had been tense. Now it was a long way away from the interaction it was a month ago, we had arrive closer to what we once had in the past, things were looking up.

"So how was your last day?" She smiled, the joy in her tone was gushing out.

"Good, honestly I'm just happy that I don't have to go anymore." Turning to my mom, I return her smile, as I sat down beside in the front seat passenger side.

"Hum, your not goin too hide behind a shell again are you, just because your done seeing him again?" I could hear the worried in her voice.

For the past week I had been slowly warming my parents to the idea of having me stop going to therapy. It had taken alot of convincing on my part, plus a great many condition laid down on there side, all in order to get the ball rolling on that. But I knew it was worth it, being so close to SHIELD, even just in its orbit, it had me worried. If I recalled right, just being too close may present me with a sudden run in, with a few to curious noses spies.

"No worries Mom, like I told you and Dad. I'll be much more upfront with what I need and want. Nor Im I goin to rush away without consulting the two of you again." I look at her and gave my best reassuring smile. I just hope that the world will give me plenty of time in mending this terrible wound, I had inflicted on my parents.

She smiled as she started the car, as she drove us home.

"Are you okay Mom? You seem a little tense? Is there something wrong?" I ask after a few minutes, there was this odd gut wrenching feeling I was having ever since I got into the car.

I could see some tension in her shoulders, she just brush me off saying that it was just work related stress. Everything would be fine, she and my Dad had a big argument over it at their work. It would all blow over in a few days. I let it go, since it didn't seem serious.

For a weird moment, I felt like I was missing something. I knew that they were close in the serum formulas, but they should be still a few years from its final stage, so it couldn't be that. Well I figure it must be a ripple effect from all my interference in their work, I felt a little guilty over it. I knew it was a price I will gladly pay, if it meant having them in my life a little longer.

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Late at night I was in my room, on my computer screen was all my latest work on getting a mutant power. Certain issue I had solve, like for instance the delivery formulas for Peter had been successfully adapted for me. Unfortunately other problems were still plaguing me, the Hyde serum was still full of dangers of sacrificing intellectual and emotional imbalance in favor of pure physical strength.

As for the blood of James, I was still combing through it. Isolating his mutation genes was proving to be a time consuming process. I mean yeah, in theory I could just inject myself with his blood and the delivery serum. I would get power that would be like James, only they would be far weaker then James. Nor would I have superhuman strength, so I was having a hard time in not only figuring out the mutation genes, but the way in binding a more tame Hyde serum with it.

"Damn it, this is were I would love to have Peter brain in my head. He could no doubt figure a way for all this to work in a few days. Sigh, no such luck or talent for me." I move the mouse around as I tried in moving to a different angle on the formulas chain. Hoping in being inspired like my familly was, whenever they were working on something.

Another problem I was facing, was the vital ray chamber. Sure getting most of the parts was easy, but certain things would no doubt attract attention. Key component I needed would raise some flags, SHIELD would find me in a second. Once they would, figuring out my dark web persona wouldn't be far behind. Let not even mention the huge amount of power I would need in having it work. I needed a reasonable justification of that kind of level of power, or figure out Tony future ark reactor, that he had first built in a fricking cave.

I had been on this for too long I needed to go to sleep. With a discourage groan, I shut my program down after saving all my data. I shut my computer off and proceeded in swiching the hard drive in a way of erasing all traces of my research. Climing into bed, I fell asleep quickly. Maybe in the coming weeks I would figure some of it out.