Don't ask me why I had joined this group, it wasn't out of curiosity really I knew what I was doing. It was more out of personal perspective. Some of the things they talked about I actually agreed with while others I just found were down right creepy. But since this was about the Mutant Registration Act then I knew that this was going to be one serious deal. Digger, the main creator of the Underway, was the one who was at front and centre and the two other creators, Compose and Quake who were standing behind Digger. The first bit of the beginning of the meeting went a little like this.

"I see that you have all followed suit of the humans but I suppose that so have the three of us too," Digger said showing his collar. "We have indeed lost some of our fellow brothers and sisters who have bravely refused to be registered and are now cured and imprisoned."

Murmours went through the room and Digger called for silence before starting up again, "We must take action against the people who have oppressed us for the many years, we must do something about it and show these people what we can do!"

A large uproar almost broke my eardrums as people clapped and shouted yes as well as pumping their fists in the air.

"It has been decided!" Digger shouted, "We have contacted our fellow brethren and they have agreed to make the same plans, we will take our revenge tonight!"

The whole room went into a chaotic roar of praise and mutants alike all shouted their agreements while I prayed that Tyson and I would be able escape Toronto tonight.

After the meeting the mutants all started to talk and get excited about the attack on the city. Their plan was to attack the police stations and get rid of the soldiers with the Cureguns before going onto the human civilians. I allowed myself to drift down from the beam and then headed out when Digger came up to me.

"Are you coming tonight?" he asked hopefully, "We could really use you."

I stopped and said, "I'm not so sure…"

"Oh come on Ali, we would really need your help on this one."

You always need my help, I said silently to myself.

"I have Tyson to take care of Digger, especially now that he has to wear his blindfold."

Digger frowned, "You had your son registered?"

"Does it seem that I had a choice?"

Digger rubbed his chin and then motioned me to follow him. I didn't exactly trust him but I felt that he was actually trying to help me. So I followed him and we walked out of the room and down a few hallways, he then came to a stop and said, "I think I might have what you need to help your son."

He placed his hand on the wall and it slowly ground open. I watched as the gliding concrete made a hole big enough so that I could easily slip through. Digger motioned me to go first and so I did, I listened to the grinding of the wall as it closed back up, sealing me inside. I continued to walk forward, my powers mentally scanning the whole area.

"I suppose I don't need to tell you where to go," Digger teased.

Like hell, I mentally replied. I turned another corner and then came to a small room that was stacked with electrically charged gadgets that sat on the tables, were mounted on the walls or were sticking halfway out of cupboards. A few light bulbs were dangling from the ceiling providing little but enough light for someone to work.

"What the hell is all this?" I asked unable to believe what I was seeing.

"Cutters," Digger said, "They will be able to take off the items given to a supposedly dangerous mutant without activating their Detector."

"How did you make them?"

"With some help."

Just then a shimmer blinked in mid-air and I saw a mutant coming into view, he was medium built and had dark clothes on.

"Digger," the man said, "I said no one."

"Easy Electro," Digger replied to the man, "She's a friend, Alison Horn, the one I have been telling you about."

I didn't feel totally comfortable with Digger talking about me to a man who looked like he hadn't seen sunlight in his life.

"Oh…right, well then welcome."

Electro walked over to the table and then picked up a small device and said, "This should get your son's blindfold off," -he then picked up what looked like a taser and explained. "The gloves that the government hands out are also wired with Detectors, so this will short circuit the Detector by sending a non-lethal dose of electricity through the glove and to the Detector. Don't worry your son won't feel a thing."

"How do you know about my son?" I heard myself ask.

Digger then said, "We know of your sons powers Ali."

I turned to him and my powers picked up that he was telling the truth. The whole Underway community knew about my son and what he can do.

"Telepathy slightly weak but still we know that you can fix that. He doesn't need a starter like his father so that will also be a bonus."

I took the instruments and then turned to Digger, "This doesn't change anything."

Digger gave me a small smile and then said, "We'll see."

I marched past him and then manipulated the wall to let me through. I ignored the people around me and continued towards the door and didn't stop until I was at my car.

Once in my car I drove and kept on driving, this was getting way too intense for me. I didn't realize how much the Underway knew about my son and now they were confident that he would join. I drove into an empty parking lot and then closed my eyes, concentrating on pinpointing my son's location.

Still in school, in his classroom doing some English with his other fellow classmates who have made a large space between himself, and two other mutants.

I opened my eyes and then looked around more to see that no one was around. I closed my eyes again linking myself to the empathy link we made and sensed distress but it wasn't regular classroom distress. It was much worse. I forced my eyes open, put the car in drive and then raced to his elementary school.

I got to the school in record time and saw two federal cars parked in front of the car. Panic crawled and cloaked me like creeping shadows as my worry turned into full -fledged panic. I jumped out of the car and then raced up to the school. It was locked. I used my powers to open the doors and then sent my subconscious around the school to detect if anything was wrong but then a strong smoky smell stung my nose and I knew that something was definitely wrong. I raced down to Tyson's classroom and while I was running I pictured the other mutants in Tyson's class and their powers.

Tessa Trespar, powers are animal mimicry, and invulnerability.

Adam Loraain., powers are echolocation, night vision and wall crawling.

Horace Monthrow, powers are sound manipulation and superhuman speed.

I detect the other 45 mutants in the school but none of them had firepower except one girl but she only had that ability to create ash by expelling it from her mouth and heat manipulation not creating real fire. I raced down the hallway and then saw two men in dark suits cornering a single mutant. I clenched my fists and then quickly opened them making the men fall unconscious.

"Where is Tyson?" I asked.

The mutant who my powers picked up was Brett, a water- manipulating mutant, pointed behind me and I turned to see the classroom to my left was smoking. I raced inside and saw all the human children hiding under their desks.

"Get out!" I shouted. They all looked at each other as if I were crazy. I concentrated on connecting all their minds into one net and then forced them to leave. They all got up and raced out together and I locked the door behind them.

"Tyson!"

There was no answer only a stiffened sound.

"TYSON!"

A sudden small figure came out from behind the teachers desk, at first I didn't realize it but then I noticed that it was Tyson. His blindfold was disintegrated into ash and his gloves were gone too. Both arms were on fire as sparks occasionally flew out of his hair as well as small puffs of smoke. I knelt beside him and then forced his fire powers to stop, to calm down and to cease all together. Almost immediately my mental command and control extinguished the flames except for his hair that was still smoking. I embraced Tyson who was shaking like a leaf out in the cold. I placed my head against his and felt a major power surge going through his whole body. I concentrated on keeping it all down, keeping it at bay and then quickly placed up a mental barrier to keep the energy in place.

"Better?" I asked quietly.

I felt Tyson nod and then I picked him up. His eyes were half closed due to the fatigue that the energy had caused to his body. I heard poundings at the door but I ignored them. I had to get Tyson out of Toronto and back to New York. I had it all planned out. Take a train down closest to the border and then catch the next train to New York.

"Let's go."