HUMAN/SUPER First Contact 79
 

She lay on her back in bed with her arms outstretched, trying to will the scales into existence. Nothing. The power had disappeared as quickly as it had returned to her.

Just when she thought she finally understood her ability, it threw her another curveball.

She rolled onto her side and stared at the tattoo on the back of Genesis’s neck. The chip represented the processor from the first computer Genesis ever built from scratch, when she was eight years old. That was the moment Genesis knew she’d found her calling.

Angela wished she had that kind of clarity in her life, that sense of purpose. After all this time, she was still just trying to figure out who she wanted to be.

On the nightstand, the theme song from an old Nintendo game blared from Genesis’s phone. Angela reached over and grabbed it. The call display read “DAD”. She tapped Genesis on the shoulder.

“Mm?” Genesis muttered. “Oh, thanks.”

She sat up and put the phone to her ear.

“Hey, Dad, what’s up?” she said. “Oh no, is he okay? Which one? Okay, I’ll be right there.”

She stood from the bed and started getting dressed.

“What’s going on?” Angela asked.

“My grandfather’s sick,” Genesis replied. “I have to go back to the hospital.”

“Do you want me to come with you?” Angela asked.

“Nah, you’ve been through enough for one night,” Genesis said.

“You sure?” Angela asked, sitting up against the headboard. “I don’t mind.”

“Yeah, it’s fine,” Genesis said. “Get some rest. I’ll call you as soon as I know more.”

She stepped around to the other side of the bed and planted a long kiss on Angela’s lips. They leaned their foreheads against each other for a while before Genesis finally pulled away.

“Talk to you soon,” she said.

“Take care,” Angela replied.