Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters except for those I invent. I am not, in any way, making any money with this story.
Bear with me please. I get a little long with the details, but they are essential to the story. I also changed a few things, but to quote an American president, "It's fiction, stupid!"
"David, let me introduce you to Ororo Munroe. Also know as Storm. Why is Magneto holding Logan hostage?"
"He said he knew you had the kid, and that he was going to kill Logan unless you hand him over."
"How did he send the message?"
"By broadcasting it. The CN Tower broadcasts all the TV signals for Toronto. Thousands of people saw it."
All through this, David had been drying his eyes and thinking. First of all, this Logan had to be a friend of theirs, otherwise Magneto wouldn't have picked him to hold hostage. But how did he know that he, David, was with these guys? And David had another worry. He had been very interested in skyscrapers before the mob, and he had read up a lot on the CN Tower. It had originally supposed to be an antenna, a very large one mind you, but an antenna none the less. It broadcasted radio, TV, and microwaves.
Microwaves. That was what had energized him so much he had run twenty times around Las Vegas in 30 seconds. It had also turned his hair and eyes a brighter blue, made it shoulder length, had cleared up the last traces of his acne, and had replaced his fat with muscle.. He had been obese, but not after that incident. Another side-effect of microwaves that every so often, especially when he was pissed off, sparks would fly out of his eyes. Once it had set a tablecloth on fire.
But that wasn't the point. The point was, if he went anywhere near the CN Tower, he would have difficulty controlling his energy level. There were a fair number of microwaves, even at the ground. But if they got inside… Hmm. There's an idea. The walls had shielding inside them, because at the top floor the microwaves were intense. Once a guy, who was slightly crazy, tried to climb up the outside of the Tower, up to the top of the antenna. Canadian officials made him get down however, because they feared the microwaves would harm him.
The only safe place in the CN Tower was inside, so if David took the electrical system, popped up inside, found where they were holding him…
All this time, Charles and Storm had been discussing what to do, when David jumped up and almost yelled, "I've got it!"
It took some time to time for Storm and Charles to calm David down enough so he could talk coherently, but as he spilled he plan out to them, they saw the light. Charles however, didn't think David himself should go.
"He wants you to try and rescue Logan. Magneto is no fool. He's probably thought of everything. He's probably insulted the whole building, so you'll be able to get in, but not out."
Logan struggled against the force holding him against the wall. "Damn whoever put this shit in me." he muttered, referring to the adamantium grafted to his skeleton. Magneto could easily control Logan. But right now, the only thing Magneto wanted him to do was remain pinned to the wall. Mystique walked into the room. "Everything has been completed. The circuit breakers are ready to jump out right after any power surge over 1,000 watts goes through. The circuit breakers themselves have been welded shut. No one will be able to find them." "Good Mystique. By tomorrow, every Homo Sapian will have become a Homo superior."
"Not if the X-Men can help it."
"My dear boy, I assure you I will be ready for whatever your team has."
They were getting ready to leave. David didn't have access to the Toronto power grid from this side of the border, so they would take the jet, land just outside of town, and he would transfer them into the CN Tower. David would remain in the jet while the rest of the team rescued Logan. David had already met Scott Summers, a.k.a. Cyclops, and Jean Grey. They seemed to be nice people. But there were a few things he wanted to ask Charles before they left.
"When you came into that questioning room, you said you knew I could control my powers partly. But when we talked in your office, you said there was something about me that blocked you from my memory."
"Well, I can read what you were thinking at that moment, but only under certain circumstances. You had been wondering why that explosion had come out when you didn't want it to. So I deduced, correctly, that you had partial control over your powers."
"OK. One other thing. Who is Magneto, and why does he know you by name?"
"Magneto and I were friends once. But we've different ideas of how to manage with humans."
"Ah."
They came in for the landing. Scott was steering, and David was pretty sure that the bumpy landing proved that he needed a few more flying lessons. Charles hadn't come, but before they left he warned David to keep his distance. They landed in a park across the harbor from the CN Tower, which looked dark and forbidding as police choppers flew around it, shining spotlights on it. It reminded David of Central Park, and he sincerely hoped the outcome would be different here.
"OK, you ready to see what an electron sees?" Cyclops, Jean, and Storm all nodded, and David zipped them into a streetlight a few meters away. He scanned the path they were taking through the intricate power network. There. They should be in there now. Somewhere in the Sky Pod Restaurant.
But what was happening? Something was happening to the Tower. The red aircraft warning lights had been working, but now they had turned off as well. Suddenly, the whole Tower lit up from top to bottom. But then it turned, if possible, even darker then ever before. The police choppers were now buzzing all over so quickly, they looked like hornets attacking an extremely thin, tall person. David had long possessed super sensitive ears, but used them only when he had too. It was so annoying to hear people complaining about something on the other side of a city... But he used them now, focusing on the Tower.
What he heard was chilling. The sounds of three or four people struggling against restraints.