It was eight in the morning when Scott began to explain his plan to the rest of the team. Bobby Drake (Iceman) was there along with Kitty Pryde (Shadowcat) and others. Tiffany was there too, but Scott explained to her that it wouldn't be a good idea for her to come along. Tiffany nodded in agreement as she walked out of the room just as Emma was running in, with info on the location. Tiffany didn't walk far as she went only a few feet away from the doorway, eves dropping.

"Tell me again why we should even care about saving Daken." Bobby said from where he sat, his arms crossed.

"It's just not him, but others too." Scott reminded him.

"Emma, did you find Logan?" Kitty asked.

"Yes, Kitty, I did. He's on his way back now. It seems he had stayed out all night." Emma told her.

"Were you able to find the location?" Storm asked.

"I was. It's not located here, but somewhere over in New Jersey. The readings I got, their minds seemed to be jumbled up. Though I couldn't locate Daken."

"Why are you trying to locate my son?" Logan said as he walked in. He hadn't heard anything else but the end of that last statement. He had entered the room through the other door, on the other side of the room. The group looked over in his direction.

"He's been kidnapped, Logan. Along with other mutants. We're going to go save them." Emma told him.

"Save the others. Not Daken. He can take care of his own damn self." Logan told them.

"That's what I was thinking. Thank you!" Bobby agreed. Scott sighed as he shook his head.

"As I recall, there was a time where you cared about him." Storm told Logan.

"Yeah, well, that was then. You all know that punk wants no help. I brought him here, we tried to help him. And at first I thought me and him were getting close. I was just a fool. He's on his own." Logan told them as he began to walk out.

"So you're not going to help us?" Emma asked. Logan didn't say anything back as he kept walking. Tiffany had heard everything and was fighting back her tears. She couldn't understand why Logan was so hateful to his son. She also didn't know what Daken has done to him in the past. She ran from where she was and to her room. As soon as she got into her room, she fell to the ground. Her mind became flooded with visions. She screamed out in agony as she couldn't control it. The others heard her and ran to her room. As they entered they saw her, down on her knees. She turned to see them, her once beautiful blue eyes were now pitch black, as if she was turning into something different.

"I can't……control….it." she said as Emma got down to her, putting her hands on the side of the child's head. Emma began to probe her mind, but as soon as she hit the surface, she was repelled back.

"This….isn't good." Emma told them.

Lady Siv and Daken walked down a poorly lit corridor that housed other mutants that were in cells. Lady Siv smiled to herself as they walked. Some of the mutants that were there were sick, due to lethal injections. Daken glanced over to a few as they walked by. He was fighting his mind, trying to regain control, though you would never know by looking at him. He was still being quite, taking orders and listening to her as her mutant slave. They were heading upward as the lab and cells were underground. Once they reached the inside of the main building, she stopped for a moment and turned to him.

"Daken, you hate your father, right?" she asked him.

"Yes." he told her. She smiled at that.

"I may have a job for you." she told him. They headed to the double glass doors of the building and entered the streets where a black limo was waiting. They got in and headed to where Lady Siv was staying, which was a penthouse that was located on the other side of the city. She reached into her pocket and got out her cell phone. She called the head government office that was in charge of mutant affairs. If they knew what her department was doing, she would get shut down in an instant. "Yes, may I speak to Samuel Danders, please." she said to the lady over the phone. A couple minutes went by till he picked up the line. "Hi, daddy. Just wanted to thank you for my new toy." she said to him as she looked over to Daken who was sitting next to her. She rubbed her hand on his thigh as she talked on the phone.

Samuel Danders was in his office in New York City. He knew all about his daughter, Sivan, though she was going by Lady Siv these days. He knew about the department that he personally put her in charge of. He was where he was making sure that the main head man of the affairs department didn't know about his little department. All the higher ups knew was that Samuel Danders department worked on ways to help the mutant kind, by having open doors for them, a place they could come and get help. They had no idea that his department kidnapped mutants, but them through horrible experiments and even torture. That they were stealing their DNA and trying to come up with ways for humans to use their powers.

"I'm happy that you're happy sweetie. I knew you had a thing for him, that's why I promised him to you." he told his daughter as he got up from his office chair and looked out of his office window that over looked the city. "Is he still under control?"

"Yes. I'm heading home now with him. Are we still planning the attack?" she asked him, now looking out the window of the limo.

"Yes. Be sure to call Dr. Velm later. Make sure that he has everyone ready. I'll get with our black ops group."

"I will. Love you daddy." she told him with a little girls' voice.

"Love you too." he said just before he hang up the phone. He pushed the button for the speaker phone and called out to his sectary. "Margie, get Col. Vicks on the phone for me."

"Yes, Mr. Danders." she said back.

The limo pulled up to the building. The driver got out and opened the door for her and Daken. They got out and Daken looked up at the tall building.

"Welcome to your new home, Daken." she told him as she grabbed his arm and pulled him towards her. The building had forty floors; her penthouse was on the twentieth. Once they reached her place, she had him sit down as she readied a syringe. He was still fighting with his mind. It was like he knew what was going on, what she was doing to him, what he was to her, but couldn't do anything. It was like he was trapped in a dark room, a room without a single light switch. As soon as she injected him with another dosage, that fighting, all that madness that was in his mind was gone. As if it never happened. She then went into her bedroom and began to look through cloths. Cloths that belonged to her ex. Daken is about his size, she thought to herself. Her ex was dead. She killed him with her powers. Daken had only saw and felt a glimpse of what she could do. She walked back out to him. "Come on Daken, let's get you cleaned up."

Back at the Institute, Logan was out on one of the balconies, smoking a cigar while lost in thought. Ever since he got his memories back, there were times he wished he hadn't.

"Logan, are you ok?" a female voice said to him. It was Sara Taylor. She was seventeen and was an empath, along with being able to project energy within into a projectile.

"I'm fine, kid." he told her.

"Are you sure? 'Cause I'm…."

"Stop reading me!" Logan yelled, now looking at her. Sara got tense for a moment and he noticed. "I'm sorry." he said to her. "I'm…..just leave me be, please." he added as he turned back around. Sara didn't want to leave him alone. She was picking up on all sorts of feelings from him. At first it was anger, when he had come back, now it was worry and sorrow. She slowly walked up to him; slowly put her left hand on the back of his right shoulder.

"I'm not leaving you alone." she told him as she began to use her powers to draw some of his feelings away. He looked at her and she could see it in his eyes. Him holding back. "It's ok, Logan."

"I….I just don't know….." Logan started to say to her. For decades he had no idea his son had survived. That he was alive. Now he's in his life, and has no idea what to do. He does still care for him and worries about him. He wants to be a father; he wants to be there for him. But Daken wants nothing to do with him, why he's always being the villain, never caring about anyone but his own agenda. And now Daken has been kidnapped and could be lying dead somewhere. Sara felt like she wanted to cry as she pulled a little from him. She hugged him as he himself began to cry on her shoulder.

"We'll help him. Everything will be ok." she told him.