In a mansion,

Felicia came down the stairs, looking at the large living room, filled with objects of great value, from the painting to a high-valued vase, "this does suit my taste."

Jay was sitting on the couch, "I know, it was made for you. I knew you'd like it. It's been a week since you have been here. Do you want to leave?"

Felicia sat down on the adjacent sofa chair, picking up the teacup, "a week ago, hell yeah. Now, not so sure."

She drank tea. Her eyes were lost when she thought about what she went through. Because of that experience, she awakened some powers, and the first thing she wanted was to get out. But by the morning, she fell in the bathroom, fell from the stairs, tripped, slipped on her own clothes. If it wasn't for her athleticism, she would be dead.

Just the thought of all this happening to people around uncontrollably. Her classmate dying while walking down the stairs because of her, and there were so many other ways. It was too much for her.

"The best way is if I stay here and learn to control my powers. If Rick died that day, then my life would be over."

"He's in jail, with all the evidence, and you disappeared. The Police are chasing a few angles, and he confessed to attempting to rape you. He'll be punished in court, getting listed as a sex offender. To say the least."

Felicia nodded, standing up in the white robe she was wearing. Her wet platinum hair was on her shoulder, "let's get to training. Although I love this place, I want to get back to my life."

Jay created a portal, "come."

Felicia chuckled, "you love that trick."

"I dreamed of it as a boy," Jay chuckled, entering the portal into a white room.

Felicia followed him, standing on a cliff, with fresh air forcefully entering her nose. Her eyes looking at the forest around her, "where are we?"

"An unoccupied island. I thought a place like would be good to train you, somewhere in nature," Jay walked a few steps over, coming in front of a river, with fishes jumping out of it.

"How much progress have you made?"

Felicia walked over, "I could have done with better clothes and footwear?"

Jay ran his eyes through her body, "No need, they are going to get torn apart anyway. So, progress?"

"I can sense that field that you talked about. It's all around me, constantly active," Felicia raised her hand, "But I can't control it." 

"I channel my powers through calculation and instinct. Our abilities are intangible. They are not like the blood that will bleed when we get cut. But they come from somewhere inside us. What you need to do is give them a rope, a passageway to come out. Your emotion, desire, reason, belief, faith, dreams, aims, goals, will. Use anyone of these to channel your powers. This about how weak you felt the first time something happened in the washroom? And then think about how it felt the second time when you had the power to stop it. Do you want to feel weak? Or be powerful enough that others don't mess with you?"

Felicia rolled her eyes, "that worked on the second day, not now. Although, there is something else that I want to do."

Jay smiled, "I know, you want to make me slip? Try it."

Felicia smiled, with mischief brimming in her eyes, "am I that obvious."

Jay worked with Felicia till ten, then went to his day job, working till evening to go home with Natasha.

Because of being with him, she got more attention, even now she changed from legal department to his secretary. Which gave them more time together. Too much time together, and she was curious about everything.

Like today when Jay was watching TV,

When Natasha walked over, no skated to him, "these are amazing."

Jay glanced towards her, "can you stop going through stored designs. You do know you shouldn't be seeing these things."

The ATs she was wearing turned into heals, while she lightly grinned, "I know."

She straddled him, her legs curled, knees on the couch, her hands lightly around his neck, "yeah, but I am just so curious, what else you are hiding. There are so many sweet toys that you have. Even Tony has Iron Man. You can't blame a girl for being jealous."

Jay raised his chin, smiling at her, "Tony doesn't have Iron Man. Tony is Iron Man."

Natasha curled her lips, "getting defensive of your boyfriend?"

Jay rolled his eyes, "don't try this. You just want to keep the Air Trecks." He hesitated, looking towards her heels. The Air Trecks were categorized in other categories in his mind. Unlike things he created, improved, or invention that he saw in others worlds or universes. There were blueprints in his brain, which were there since his births, or things he had never seen. He always tried his best to not use those blueprints or knowledge.

Air Trecks was self-propelling skates, equipped with superhuman suspension, superhuman air cushion systems, and superhuman ultra-small motors in the wheels.

The main strength depended on the leg strength of the individual and the skills. With nano-bots making an Air Treck, it was enough to go against the blueprints of 10 Regalias that he had inside his head.

He was lost in thought when he felt soft lips against his, making him shift his attention towards Natasha, kissing her back, "stop, listen. Those things that you are wearing are dangerous. The power that they command is dangerous too."

Natasha paused, glancing towards her feet, "aren't they just skates?"

Jay sucked in a breath, "I am going to regret this. Echo, show her the holograms of the possibilities of AT's."

The nano-bots rose from her clothes, forming a spherical diamond-shaped glass, projecting numerous holograms.

Natasha watched the hologram of the roads, turning towards the buildings, riding on the side of their wall, flying through the sky, jumping from building to building, flying in the air, creating storms. Even creating flames, cutting others apart, creating storms or controlling thunders, and so many more.

"Skates can do that? Skates?"

"They might look like Skates, but they are much more than that. These things are powerful weapons. Frankly, one of my favorite weapons. But I'd rather not have you wear it around. Untrained."

Natasha narrowed her pretty green eyes, "you managed to keep this is secret for years. Why tell me?"

Jay hesitated, looking down, "hm, it happened recently. I stopped...to get lunch...and I became envious of the connection between Tony and Pepper. I realized that I have no connection because of all the secrets I have been keeping. Let's just say that I decided to make one by letting out one of the secrets. I guess I didn't like the feeling of being alone." 

Natasha raised her hand, showing the watch, "that's quite a way of making a connection, putting a collar on me."

Jay closed his eyes, "I was worried that you'd think like that. But you can take that off anytime."

He put his hand on her arms, and the heels turned into nono-bots, rushing to his arm, forming a ring around his finger, "You are free to do whatever you like."

He stood up, putting her on the sofa, kissing her lips, "I said I wanted to form a connection. That doesn't mean that I have to do it forcefully. You are free to leave whenever you want. You know enough of my secrets too, and the freedom to do whatever you want."

Natasha moved her lips when Jay kissed her, "what we had...was good."

Natasha pressed her lips, crossed her legs, looking down, "wait, Jay. That's not what I meant..."

She looked up, only to see that he had disappeared, leaving behind orange sparks.

She tilted her head back, "ugh, I managed to mess that up." She stood up,  getting her shoes, walking out, "you left me a tough problem, Jay."

On an uninhabited Island,

Jay was sitting on a rock, watching moonlight reflect in the water.

"Sir, was it safe? Letting her go? The files she has accessed most of the files and blueprints on level 1."

Jay had his right leg up, his hands were on his knee, his chin resting on the back of his hand. He opened his scarlet eyes, "hmm, there are times when even I have to pay the price for something. I wanted to stop being lonely, and I paid the price. It just didn't work out."

"Sir, you chose to trust an agent. Not like it was ever going to work out."

Jay lightly smiled, closing his eyes, "that might be true. But then, other than an agent, there are not many people who could take in this much information. And not lose their mind. In fact, I doubt anyone other than Natasha could take all that information in and not change expression."

He lightly smiled, looking towards the waters, "it was amazing...this little weak, I thinking level 1 was worth that."

"Then that's all that matters, Sir."

Jay closed his eyes, enjoying the moonlight, the sound of water running, and the fresh air, "thank you. Echo."

"I'll always be by your side, Sir."