4 years later...

"You even trying?" Rhodey asked from below.

Genesis looked down from above him as she flew down and smirked in his face. "Hey, you try lifting a truck without the help of that tin can."

He raised an eyebrow and frowned. "You're not improving. You should be able to pick it up."

"More like years ago," Natasha commented as she entered the training room.

Rhodey shook his head and Genesis sighed, folding her arms. "I can lift it. I was just..thinking."

Natasha understood, but replied, "There's barely time to think when there's a situation. You've gotta focus."

Quietly, Rhodey put a hand on Natasha's shoulder as he turned to Genesis. "Try again."

The old truck they used for training sat in the middle of the room. Natasha watched Genesis fly higher towards the ceiling. The two Avengers jumped when they heard a large crack. The truck looked crumpled like a soda can. Quickly, she flew out of the room, leaving Rhodey to shake his head again.

"You talk to her this time," he sighed.

Genesis flew into her room and laid down in bed. A small knock made her roll her eyes. "Go away, Rhodey."

He opened the door anyway and closed it behind him. She flew off the bed and folded her arms as he stared at her. "That whole floating thing...cut it out. I know you do it to puff yourself up."

Feeling kind of attacked by that, she unfolded her arms. "I was just thinking about Stephen, okay? I'm sorry."

Rhodey rubbed the back of his neck. She had never really opened up or spoken about him much. When she did, she was always angry and sending objects across the room.

"We all lost people, Gen. You gotta stop acting like we don't get it."

She lowered her eyes and almost felt like crying. "He acted like he knew what he was doing. Why would he do this? And not tell me?"

"I don't know."

"Well, what am I supposed to do, then?"

He sighed. "Gen, I don't know."

"And what the hell am I supposed to do now?"

"I don't-"

"Stop telling me that!"

"What do you want me to say, Gen," he asked, raising his voice, "Do you want me to promise that he'll be back when he's not?"

Genesis made her way for the door, but he grabbed her wrist. "Hey, listen to me."

"Let go."

"No, listen! You gotta change this whole attitude. Nat's worried about you and she's got enough to deal with it before she panders to your petty ass. I'm sorry your boyfriend is gone but you gotta stop acting like it was yesterday. It was 4 years ago!"

A knock made them turn and find Natasha at the door. Rhodey let go of Genesis and walled out the door. "I'm done babysitting for one day. I'm out."

"You hurt his feelings," Natasha said.

"Go away," Genesis said as she laid down on thin air like it was a bed.

Natasha smiled at that. "You should apologize. Rhodey cares about you a lot."

Genesis played with her fingers and mumbled something in Spanish. "I know he's right. It just doesn't make it any easier for me."

"Well...when you're ready to apologize, Rhodey's usually in his room. Take it easy, Gen," Natasha advised with a smile.

She left, closing the door. Genesis looked at her bookshelf and used her powers to bring her scrapbook. It flipped open and revealed several articles on Stephen. His surgeries and awards, and a few clippings of him as Dr. Strange.

Her mind recalled the day he let Thanos take her. She felt her chest ache as the book slammed shut. Sighing through her nose, Genesis flew out of her room and towards Rhodey's door. Knocking, he gave no answer.

"Rhodey?"

The door slightly opened. "I'm not gonna babysit-"

His door flew open and he jumped back. She narrowed her eyes as she welcomed herself in.

"You got some serious issues," he gasped.

He was even more surprised when she hugged him. Looking around, he said nothing. Slowly, he hugged her back.

"You're okay," he mumbled.

"I'm sorry," she managed to say through silent tears.

He joined her in the training room once again as she kept practicing. Natasha watched as well, knowing the only thing holding the girl back was herself. Genesis hadn't mastered teleporting just yet, but she was close. When they had finished for the day, she flew out of the building and up into the sky as high as she could go. The orange sky reminded her of the garden. Thanos. Lowering her eyes, she remembered that Rhodey taught her to think of Stephen whenever Thanos crept in.

Her hand reached out to touch a cloud as she laid back and relaxed. She wondered of her father and how he must have searched for her. Thinking of the past exhausted her a bit. Leaning her head back, arms out, and eyes closed, she let herself fall. For a moment, it all went away. She smiled as the air filled her ears and she quickly fell towards the ground. Then, she slowed down and gently landed on her back.

Someone applauding made her turn. She gasped, "You.."

Mordo stopped clapping and gave her a smile. "Stephen would be proud."

She was on him in seconds. Her hands went to his throat and he chuckled at her. "How the he'll did you get out-"

"Stephen's magic is strong, but not as strong as mine," he replied, calmly.

"He was the Sorcerer Supreme. How-"

Mordo held up a finger to correct her. "Is."

She shoved him onto his back. "You better get the hell out of here."

"Don't you want to know where your beloved is?"

Her cheeks burned red with anger and embarrassment. Mordo grinned at her eyes changing color.

"He's gone."

This made his smile fade, and he looked disappointed. "He didn't tell you."

"If you're here to make jokes-"

He was on her now. Faster than she could think, he grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back as he hissed in her ear. "I suggest you listen well. That's your weakness. You think this power makes you someone you're not. And you're wrong."

He continued, "Stephen was as close a friend as I ever had, and he's more powerful than you could ever dream of being. He's alive. If you weren't too stupid in lifting trucks and flying around, you would use your gift to bring him back."

"Piss off," she spat.

Mordo put his cheek against hers. "Trust him. I'm sure he gave you some closure and explanation before giving you away."

He could see her eyes changing color again in anger. This only fueled his antics even more as he laughed at her. "Think. He must've left you with something. I'm sure he told you to trust him or did he not find you suitable enough for him as a man? Is that way he gave you away-"

With an angry yell, she elbowed him and he stumbled back, clutching his chest. His hands created whips of light and he roped her wrists from afar. "You're angry with him, aren't you?"

Her glare only confirmed it. Mordo shook his head at that. "Stephen was a fool to rely on you or anyone else, for that matter. He could never see the bigger picture, and now, half the universe is gone. He made my task easier, I will say. Stephen thinks so highly of you."

Why did he keep talking about Stephen as if they had a dinner date the night before? Genesis tried to free herself from the whips with a struggle.

"You. A waste," Mordo spat.

He gave the whips a crack which brought her to his face in a flash. His eyes examined her as she struggled more. "Such power in a waste of humanity. It's unjust."

His hand placed around her neck and squeezed. She felt a burning feeling within seconds and she screamed.

"What I wouldn't give to have it-"

Like a bullet, he was sent miles high. The whips dissolved as she sent him higher and higher. With a push off the ground, she met him in the air within seconds.

"You can spit on my face with your speeches, but don't ever talk to me about Stephen again," she growled.

He used his magical boots to manage his flight and flipped over her. He disappeared with a laugh.