OK. Four people inside of the world's tallest man-made free standing structure being held prisoner by a madman determined to get mutant rights by violence who has a accomplice who can change into different people at will. That same madman wants to capture me and use me for who-knows-what. He probably has a trap all laid out for me, but I'm the only person who knows that he has three more hostages. Plus, the Tower has been cut off from Toronto's power grid, so I can't get inside without some police guy spotting me and trying to stop me. If he tries to stop me I'll probably blow up again and kill everyone within two hundred meters. This is great.
All of this had gone on inside David's mind in a split second after the CN Tower had shut down completely. The police choppers were still buzzing around it, shining lights into the Sky Pod, a seven-story restaurant in the Tower. He had sent Cyclops, Jean Grey, and Storm in there less then a minute ago, and right afterwards power had been cut off, and David thought this was one occasion that he could use his supersensitive ears. He could hear three or four (Probably four, cause Logan, whoever he was, was also inside the building.) people struggling against restraints, and that probably wasn't a good thing. He had been forbidden to go anywhere near the Tower, because presumably Magneto, the madman, wanted to use him, David, to power something. Whatever it was, it had to be something big, because why else would he want to use a kid who was made up of 500 trillion watts of energy?
Storm clouds could be seen gathering over the tall skinny building, perfectly mimicking David's thoughts. Low thunder was heard. Suddenly, with a flash, a stroke of lightning lashed out at the Tower, lasting for about a second before subsiding.
Lightning. Tall building. Kid who is made up of electricity. Storm clouds. Hmm…
OK. He would need a giant converter, a building, a tall one that was entirely made up of some conductive material, which was likely to get struck by lightening very soon. The whole building would have to be conductive, because air was a very good insulator, and he would have to use a lot of power. He didn't want to do it in a small space, because that would cause too much damage to the surrounding area. One by one, he ticked off a number of buildings that occurred to him. Empire State Building? No, not conductive enough. Sears Tower? No, same problem. He mentally crossed off Chrysler Building, World Trade Center, First Interstate World Center, and the Pyramid Tower for the same reasons. Statue of Liberty? No, too small. Eiffel Tower? No, too far away. Tokyo Tower and the Patronas Twin Tower too far away as well. A bridge, then? Brooklyn, Manhattan, Royal Gorge…Golden- perfect!
He took the Canadian power grids as close to the border as possible, ran across, and jumped into a street light. He sped away. It took longer then expected, because he took a wrong turn and ended up going through Chicago, and all the skyscrapers with their annoyingly long electrical cable slowed him down. Eventually he got through, and got to California. Redding, Sacramento, Oakland, San Jose… Finally! San Francisco…