Earth,

Ancient One appeared on top of a cloud, floating on top of it, looking towards the young man sitting on the white cloud with his legs crossed.

She floated, moving near him, smiling, "It never ceases to amaze me, the amount of control you have your body."

Primo opened his eyes, standing up on the cloud, without falling, "Teacher."

Ancient One looked off the cloud over the city that was far below, "You need help."

"Yes, it's new for me. Someone is hiding, and I can't find that person. I don't have my powers, and I don't have Echo by my side...and people don't exactly trust me."

Ancient One stroked his back, "Silly child. There are many people that you can trust that will help you. You have too much pride to ask."

Primo glanced towards her, "I am about twenty times older than you are."

Ancient One didn't seem to mind, "And yet, you are still a child for me."

Primo let out a breath, "Teach...help me find them?"

Ancient One lightly smiled, "They are using a teleporter...Confederacy."

"Hmm, why do I feel like you are suggesting something?" Primo surprisedly looked at her.

"A child never realizes how much a parent does for them until they have to live without the parent. A child also never grows until the parent is right behind them."

"So basically...you want me to leave? Go out in the universe to fight off the Confederacy. While shutting down all the support that I am giving them, as Primo? AIM?"

Ancient One turned around, with a portal appearing in front of her, "Is that what I want?"

Primo let out a smile, looking towards the stars, "Space...well, I won't lie that I am interested in that thing. "

"And...I might have the crew as well."

Omega Earth, Central Park,

Sephiroth was sitting on the park bench with his legs crossed, typing on his cell, "Hmm, I'd need a spaceship."

White was sitting beside him when people passed by in front of them, giving them side glances, secretly taking pictures. White curiously looked at their actions, "Yes. The parts of the spaceship that you brought us...it has been repaired. Are you leaving?"

"I am going to space," Sephiroth stopped, looking at her White's innocent eyes, "Hmm, By I mean, Primo I."

White lightly nodded, with tension leaving her shoulder, "I will have it refurbished and prepared for the journey. The first generation Type-M has been more efficient than we could have thought. The Type-O, Type-H, and Type-B are the next in the line."

Sephiroth narrowed his eyes, looking up towards the moon. Type-M was the Manufacturing type. Manufacturing Type carried a portion of his 25,000-year-long knowledge, which allowed them to be more effective than most. But there weren't many of them because of something that he decided.

"Sir, if I could expand the production of Manufacturing Type-"

"No need. I told you...every android must be unique."

"I don't understand, Sir. We are just tools, won't the more be better?"

Sephiroth paused, adjusting his posture to look towards White, "You are tools...now, but we live in a multiverse. There are a thousand ways that Automatons can become more than tools. I believe that there would come a day when you'd become more than just tools...more than just humans. That you'll be...really alive."

White just watched him as he stroked her head, "That is why...I want every Automaton to be unique. To have their own identity, so they don't get lost when they become sentient."

White nodded, her back touching the bench, looking towards the moon, "Thank you, Sir."

Sephiroth stood up, with White standing up, right after him, "Come on, time to make a spaceship."

"Yes, Sir."

Avengers Tower,

*BOOM*

"NO PICKLE!!!"

Jay swallowed the food, seeing the broken fridge, turning his eyes towards Hulk, "I know. Hawkeye ate them."

"Ohhhh! You couldn't have kept your mouth shut?!" Hawkeye hastily stood up, rushing out of the room.

"STOP!" Hulk chased right after him, making others in the room groan.

"Yeah, here it goes again, another round of repairs,"

Jay chuckled, looking towards Anthony, "I am still suggesting that you ask someone from the magic department to form runes that could strengthen the structure. With few overlaps...it's possible to create a strengthened, self-repairing structure."

"I don't believe in magic," Anthony refused, making Jay roll his eyes.

"You know, I have a better idea, How about calling Wanda, and she can warp reality. To turn the whole building into vibranium," Jay gave another suggestion, making Anthony stop.

"Vibramium...like my shield vibranium?" Captain stopped to confirm.

"Ohh, I like that idea," Falcon excitedly spoke, "We should do that."

Janet nodded, "It would be so awesome! We should change our Avenjet to vibranium too!"

Anthony stopped, hesitating, "As tempting as it might be. I don't want to owe her that big a favor."

"You think? I think...rather than your pride...you should be thinking about what's good for the world. Remember that Arc Reactor scare? If this building was made of Vibranium..."

"I could trap the explosion inside one floor," Anthony frowned.

Captain looked at him, "Personally, I think we should learn from the recent incident with Gravitonium...and learn to put the safety of the world before our pride."

"Can she just create vibranium? Won't it need a constant supply of energy to maintain?"

"Hm, it would," Jay nodded, "But there are ways to change that. There is temporary reality-warping which continues until her powers are active. Then there is the imposition, where she can impose a new reality over the old one. But she would need a boost for something like that. I might have to find the reality stone."

"It sounds too much work."

"But the result will be just as rewarding, right?"

Anthony stood up, frowning, thinking, "Ok, if I could get my hand on one of the Infinity Stone, then I might be able to create an algorithm to find one."

"Oh, don't bother," Jay waved his hand, "I have a connection to them...I know where they are."

"You do?"

"Of course. Those things ate my soul," Jay chuckled, "The only reason I couldn't tell about the other mind gem was that it hadn't eaten my soul. I am curious...why."

"Mind and soul, don't you have a 2/3rd of a living being with those two put together?" Hawkeye walked in with sweat on his face.

Suddenly, there was silence in the room as a thought crossed their minds, making Jay exchange a glance with Anthony and Falcon.

"You don't think?" Jay softly whispered.

"Hypothetically, and knowing the situation between Sephiroth and you," Falcon thought for a moment.

"We should also take into account the behavior of mind stone," Anthony looked at Jay, "It's possible."

Jay nodded, "There would be a conflict with Vision."

Anthony frowned, "Let's never talk about this ever again. Where is the other mind stone?"

"On Omega Flight," Jay stood up, "That is the main reason why Wanda is not allowed to come over. They wanted to keep Wanda and mind stone away."

Falcon exchanged a glance with Anthony, "I think the person we need to keep the mind stone away...is you."

Jay scoffed, "And I agree."

"Enough! What are you guys talking about?!" Janet clapped her hands, making the three snap out of it.

Anthony shrugged, "Let's just say that Hawkeye might have said the most important thing from all the things he will ever say."

Jay pressed his lips, letting out a breath from between them, "I think...I should talk to Wanda. I'll see you guys later. Also, where's Natasha? I am going to bring her with me."

"Omega Flight," Anthony nodded, telling him.

"Great, see you later."