From high above in the observation room, the great training room could be observed with ease. From here, it was easy to see the entire field, where each of the combatants were positioned and even deduce what their tactics were. Monitors lined the space of wall above the great glass window that spanned the length of the room, each one either trained on one of the combatants or viewing an entire section of the training room from various angles.
Here was where those training could come after their session was ended and review their and their opponents' performance, analysing and looking for strengths and weaknesses, areas to improve upon and tactics that had worked for them.
At the moment, the monitors showed the training battle between Spider-man and Squirrel Girl against Thor. The teens were using their enhanced speed, reflexes and agility to leap throughout the room, up and around the miniature towers, over the hurdles and sliding under boxes. Meanwhile, Thor had positioned himself in the centre of a clear space where they needed to come at him more on his terms than theirs.
To make the battle more even, Thor wasn't using Mjolnir, nor any lightning. Nor was Spider-man using his webs or Squirrel Girl her squirrel friends.
Observing the three were Bruce, Jennifer and Harry.
"I don't think that I could do that," Jennifer stated nervously. "I'm just not an aggressive person."
"I beg to differ," Harry smirked. "You sure wanted to wring my neck when we were out in the desert."
Jennifer shook her head. "That wasn't me, that was the other girl. And only because you kept shooting those stinging things at me."
"She-hulk, yes," Harry said. "But she is a part of you, whether you want to acknowledge her or not."
"And if you ever want to make peace with yourself, you're going to have to get to know her," Bruce added. "I made that mistake for too many years, trying desperately to deny the Hulk. Even now I haven't come to terms with him yet, but we're getting there.
"It's what's helped make Hulk a true member of the Avengers. Once, all he wanted was to smash everyone and everything in his path. Now … now he's, well I won't say happy but at least content, to work alongside others, to have friends."
"I don't know," Jennifer wavered.
"I think you do," Harry countered. "I've watched you. You, as She-hulk, enjoyed sparring with Thor; and you loved 'playing' with Hulk. You've got the strength and speed to combine with your goodness, intelligence and your willingness to do good in the world for you, as She-Hulk, to make a real difference."
"I've not been a great cousin, but I've followed your career a bit," Bruce said. "I know that, as a lawyer, you always worked hard to get justice for anyone you encountered."
"All we're asking is for you to train, to learn what you can fully do and how to fight for those that can't defend themselves," Harry stated. "And if the time ever comes where we or anyone really, need some help, we and you will know that you're capable of pitching in and to do what needs to be done."
"It's possible that you'll never need to fight; God knows that I pray that I'll never have to," Bruce admitted. "But doesn't it make sense to know how to and never need it rather than not know how in a time when you might need to know how?"
Jennifer was silent for a long time as the three stood at the observation window, watching as Spider-man rushed in, flipping and spinning about as Thor tried to hit him. Meanwhile, Squirrel Girl had snuck around from behind before jumping up, racing in and hitting the floor so that she could slide in and take Thor's knees out from under him. It was then a free-for-all on the ground as the teens tried to pin Thor down.
"Alright," Jennifer finally said. "But on two conditions."
"Name them," Bruce said.
"I learn this fighting thing like those two down there – it's not full time and I get to learn other stuff than just how to hit someone," she said.
"Done," Harry smiled. "Actually, that was exactly what we'd envisioned anyway, for you to join the Academy which includes learning things like how to fly a quinjet."
"What's your other condition?" Bruce asked.
"I don't want to just be cooped up here, I want to be out there doing good, using the skills I already have," she said.
Harry mused on that for a couple of seconds.
"You know," he finally said. "I think I know exactly what you want. Let me make a call and see what I can arrange."
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Jennifer looked out of the car's window and frowned. This definitely wasn't an upper-class suburb. It wasn't even middle class. This was definitely heading into the rough end of New York City.
"Where are we?" she asked.
"Hell's Kitchen," Harry replied.
Jennifer's head whipped across to stare at him.
"Hell's Kitchen? What are we doing here?" she asked incredulously.
"We're going to visit the firm that you'll be working for when you're not at the Tower," Harry replied.
"In Hell's Kitchen?" she asked, her voice rising. "Surely there's dozens, hundreds of better, more prestigious law firms in the city where I could work. I'm sure that Tony's got most of them on retainer."
"He probably does," Harry replied. "But your new job is going to be very specialised, something that none of those fancy law firms have yet."
"In Hell's Kitchen?" she asked again.
"You seem very fixated on that," Harry commented. "Look. One of the owners has very special abilities." He held up a hand to stop her questions. "I'll let him explain that to you. Suffice it to say that he's helped me out before, he's a good guy and he'll be uniquely qualified to understand your other job."
The car pulled to the curb before she could respond and, copying Harry on the other side of the car, she opened the door and got out, pulling her briefcase with her. Harry gestured for her to follow her a dozen or so metres down the sidewalk before stopping at a door.
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