Mia's Pov
The four Mutants led us to their car which was a van with the back seats taken out. Lorna and Marcos got in the front leaving the rest of us to sit in the back. This seemed slightly unsafe but then again I did just jump in front of an explosion then immediately get out of the way again after I had already exhausted myself using my powers, so who was I to judge? I ended up sitting in the middle of the van with my back up against the driver's sidewall. Josh was next to me and still berating me about how I shouldn't have used my powers so much.
"Josh you realize that if I haven't used my powers as much as I did today we would be in prison and/or the nice lady who's helping us would be a lot more dead so please shut up," I said to him in a totally nice tone.
"Mia..." Josh got cut off by Cameron, "Josh just quit it. You know she's not going to listen to you," he then turned to Lauren and Andy who were sitting against the back of the van, "So, what are your powers?"
"I can push things apart, basically like exploding stuff but different," Andy said.
"I can pull things together. I mostly do that to make shields out of the air and stuff," Lauren said.
"That's really cool, you have like opposite powers," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, you'd think so," Lauren said I heard the tone of her voice change slightly.
"So you are a part of the mutant underground. I thought I collapsed a while ago," Cameron said.
"It did. We rebuilt it after it collapsed. It was kind of my fault anyway," Andy said.
"No it wasn't Andy," Lauren said.
"Yes, it is Lauren. Without me, they would have been able to break Rebecca out. Then they wouldn't have been able to go to the bank. Hey maybe they wouldn't even know about us and They wouldn't have been able to use us to destroy Sentinel Services." He stopped talking all of a sudden.
'Wait. What the what?' I thought as the realization of what he had just said dawned on me.
"Wait, hold up. Do you mean to tell me that you two are responsible for Sentinel Services?" Josh said in an accusatory tone.
"Kind of," said Lauren shrinking away from the question. "We were forced to by these telepaths who can control your mind. It's complicated."
"Wait how did you destroy the building. You already told us what your powers are and that's not what happened to Sentinel Services. That building was literally disintegrated." Lizzie said.
"We can combine our powers and when we do that we become really destructive and well, that's the result," Andy said.
"So you are mass murderers?" Cameron said moving away slightly.
"Technically yes. But according to our mom, it's not our fault, it's Reeva Page and The Frost's faults, but of course, no one knows who they are so." Andy said. He was clearly affected by whatever had happened that day.
"We don't really believe her but the rest of the underground seems to, or at least that's what they tell us," Lauren added just as dejected as her brother.
Josh looked at me with one of the most concerned looks on his face that I think that I have ever seen him make. I turned back to the two siblings, they were both clearly uncomfortable talking about what had happened that day. I felt bad for them. I couldn't imagine being forced to do something that horrible. I leaned back against the wall of the van and closed my eyes. I didn't want to have to think about stuff, it had been a really long day. I put my head on Josh's shoulder and closed my eyes.
Lauren's Pov
*flashback*
We had just found the new headquarters that we were going to use for the underground. It was an old abandoned underground bunker that some survivalist had built but died before it was of any use and since this guy was so paranoid no one knew it existed. It was on land owned by that man's family but luckily his granddaughter is a mutant named Anna and we had helped her a couple of weeks prior to finding it so they let us stay here and kept quiet about it.
Andy and I had to share a room here, Mom's room was just down the hall. Mom, Andy, and I decided that it would be best if Andy and I were away from everyone else. After what happened our powers had been getting more and more unstable and harder to control so we thought that this was the best solution. We were the farthest room away from the main area at the end of all long hallway made up of mostly just storage rooms.
I walked down the hallway to my room. I opened the door and saw the set up that we had made. My stuff was on the far side and Andy's was closer to the door. We only had one desk so it ended up on the opposite side of the room of our beds. Andy was sitting at the desk drawing with some old colored pencils that we had found when exploring one of the storage rooms. I walked over to him.
"Hey," I said. I walked over to the desk and I glanced at the drawing. I saw two people holding hands in front of a building.
"Andy" I started. He cut me off before I could say anymore.
"I know. I know. I shouldn't be thinking about it." The pain in his eyes mirrored my own. "I just can't get it out of my head."
"I know. I can't either." I said as I sat down dejectedly on the floor against the end of his bed. I felt his emotions get stronger. Stuff like that had been happening for a while now, feeling each other's emotions, pain. Stuff like that, it was kind of annoying yet strangle comforting knowing that you're not alone; but mostly just strange feeling emotions that weren't your own.
"I just keep wishing I could go back and change what happened." He said walking over and sitting next to me.
"I do too," I said quietly.
"Do you think it's our fault?" He asked, staring at the wall.
"I don't know. Maybe? I blame myself but everyone else seems to think it's not our fault. Then again they don't even think Esme is to blame and she definitely is." I said dejectedly.
"I don't get it how did they just forgive her like that. After what she did to us." Andy said.
I took a deep breath and said something that had been bothering me. " I heard Esme and Lorna talking a while back, while we were still running from place to place, and Esme said that she and her sister shouldn't have been able to force us as easily as they did,"
"That was easy?" Andy interrupted.
"Apparently, according to her some part of us wanted to do that otherwise what they did, would have killed us, Andy," I said a tear rolling down my cheek.
"What is wrong with us?" he whispered, starting to cry too.
I looked up at the dresser next to me and saw the music box that had belonged to Andrea Von Strucker. After dad's funeral, I just couldn't get myself to leave it, no matter how much I tried it, I just couldn't do it.
I got up and walked over to the music box. I opened the lid and turned it on. It was just so comforting.
"It's not fair, that Dad had to die," I said. I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
"Why did he have to die. Why couldn't The Frosts die or Jace Turner for god's sake? Why did it have to be Dad." I said, my voice getting increasingly louder. I grabbed my head trying to control my powers that I felt stirring inside me.
"Lauren," Andy said warningly feeling it too.
"It's just not fair!" I said throwing my hands down. The lamp behind me imploded. I turned around to look at it. My powers had been doing that recently, pulling on solid objects instead of just the air. This new form my powers had been taking were a lot more destructive than my powers had been before anything.
I started sobbing as Andy pulled me into a hug.
"Shhh. It's ok." He said in a soothing voice. "We'll be fine. We'll figure it out."
I felt myself fall to the floor bringing andy down with me.
"How?" I asked through tears.
"I don't know." He said hugging me tighter.
*end flashback*
I snapped back to the present a little startled. I wiped away a tear that had fallen on my cheek. I had no idea how long I had been stuck like that. I glanced at Andy, he was staring blankly towards the front of the van. He was probably thinking about something in the past too.
These flashbacks have been happening a lot lately too. Mom thinks that we probably have some sort of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and I have to say I think I agree with her. We have all of the symptoms but getting diagnosed with a serious mental illness when you're a fugitive running from the cops because of a massive terrorist attack is kind of hard.
Lorna turned around from her seat, not noticing anything wrong, and said smiling, "We're here!"
Esme's Pov
I was with Caitlin in the medical area on the first floor when Lorna walked in a little beat up.
"Hey, so the mission went a little strangely..."
"Where are my kids?" Caitlin asked concerned.
Lorna held up her hands in a soothing gesture, "They're fine. They are still outside with Marcos."
"What happened. Was the Inner Circle there?" I asked Lorna.
"Yes they were, but we also found four mutant kids running from the cops while we were there." She said pausing slightly.
Caitlin interrupted Lorna before she could tell us more, "Let's get everyone together to discuss this." She said, worried. "Meet in the meeting room in 5 minutes and bring the kids that you found." Caitlin walked out presumably to find the others. I turned to Lorna.
"What happened?" I asked her concern leaking through my voice.
"The Inner Circle was there. The rumors about a mutant who could resurrect the dead. Not a rumor, that kid's real. They couldn't have been more than 17 but they resurrected Rebecca and then Max. The Inner Circle attacked us and they were winning but they just randomly stopped. It's been bothering me that they just left. Marco's was hurt, I was too, Andy and Lauren were overwhelmed. I just don't get it, five more minutes and they would have won." She said very quickly, obviously distressed. She was obviously worried, that emotion was just pouring off her. I tried not to use my powers on my friends but sometimes I just can't help it, especially when their emotions are strong.
"One more thing before we go to meet the others. One of the kids, Mia. She's really powerful. I think more than she knows. With some training, she could be an excellent fighter. Her friend, Josh, can heal and it doesn't seem to have any negative effects on him like with most mutants. They could both be really useful if they chose to stay." She said.
I nodded, "Let's go. We'll talk about it with the others."
