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Heidi looked back into Shawn's eyes, though her eyes were strange and alien to him. Though there was no hate or will to murder in them, the was no sorrow, or desperation. If that man had been killed in front of her, she wouldn't have been sad or distraught. She did agree that if his death was obviously caused by a mutant, he'd become a martyr, and the work he's doing here should never be glorified. It's wrong. This can't be the ideal held by those who fear mutants. Like it or not, many people fear mutants, and won't stop because of a few good apples. But even they can be part of a system where everybody is happy, free and safe.

Once Chrys removed them from the suspended reality, Heidi went straight over to the President's desk, ripped open the locked drawers and pulled out all the files, stuffing them into his briefcase. She then logged onto to his PC (his username and password were written down on a piece of paper in his drawer) and set it to wipe everything. They couldn't kill him, but what's happening here cannot be allowed to continue.

"Once we free the mutants," Heidi spoke aloud as she did this, "They will kill the guards. There's no way to make mutants look like saints here. Because we're not. We're both as good and as evil as the rest of society. Mr. President, I trust you to put in a bad word for us. It'll make it easier for you to be ignored and written off when I make your deeds public and get this whole country to despise you. Thank you for the proof."