When Clint was done with his two rounds he came back to the control room. A proud smile was on his face… if he was expecting praise he didn't receive any.
"Jason, do you want to go next?" Steve asked. Percy and Jason had discussed if they should hide that they could fight, but they quickly realized that with their natural battle reflexes' faking the fight would be next to impossible.
"Sure" he said. Steve led him to the training room where he walked to the wall full of weapons. Steve made it back to the control room as the group watched Jason choose his weapon. Some thought he would go directly to the guns, but he seemed to be studying the melee weapons. He picked up a spear and thrust it a couple of times testing it. Deciding he didn't like it, he put it back and grabbed a long sword. Swinging it in his hand, he determined it was good enough, and stepped back from the wall and walked to the center of the room as the weapons sank back into the floor.
"Okay, Jason we are going to start with level one ok?" Tony said Jason gave a thumbs-up as one person appeared from the floor and in one quick movement its head rolled away and it fell to the floor.
"Wait I didn't even see him move," Scott muttered, seeing that the fight was over even before the robot could respond.
Percy laughed. "I think you need to bump him up a few levels." Percy stated. Steve mutely nodded to Tony,
"Jason I am going to take you up to level four." Jason gave a thumbs up as he put in the commands. This time, four humanoid robots appeared surrounding him. Again he attacked first. This time. The first robot raised a sword to block as one behind Jason tried to cut off his head. Jason ducked and stabbed the first one in the chest before turning and standing to block the sword swing from the second robot. The third one attacked, trying to slash down at Jason, but he sidestepped and the swing hit the second robot instead. He quickly disarmed the third robot before slicing the head off the forth and came back to stab the third robot though the chest, ending the fight.
"That was brutal," Bruce said. The whole fight lasted less than 2 minutes.
"These dummies aren't that much different than the ones we have at camp," Percy said, understanding their discomfort. When Peter first fought these dummies he subconsciously thought they were real people since they looked so real, so he still held back when he fought. Even now, he still had trouble going all out on them unless they look like the robots they are, but Jason didn't even hesitate in going for the killing blow.
Tony told Jason he was taking him up to level five and Jason fought away with the same speed and practiced movements, stabbing the robots once again.
"Do you want to keep going or are you done?" Steve asked. Jason over the com Jason spoke, and his voice came through the speakers not even sounding tired.
"I can keep going. Do you want me to change weapons?" he asked looking up to the control booth.
"If you want," was Tony's reply. He was surprised that after those two fights Jason didn't seem tired. He raised the weapon wall and Jason walked over, putting the sword back. He picked up a halberd (A two handed pole-weapon that has two blades and a spear point) and walked back to the center of the room. To start level six, this one he had five robots, some with swords and others with the same weapon he was using. He quickly blocked a sword and twisted the staff to knock the weapon aside. He twirled the weapon, blocking the two robots also using halberds, effectively disarming them. He tossed one of the halberds like a javelin into the chest of one of the swordsmen. He barely had time to dodge a sword swing from the first robot as the two he disarmed armed themselves again with the fallen weapons. He sliced the arm off one robot before blocking another strike, and swung to cut off the second robot's head.
"He doesn't seem as comfortable with the halberd," Black Widow observed.
"True, he doesn't use the halberd often, but he is just getting the feel of this weapon," Percy stated, and just like that, a switch seems to have been turned on as Jason's movements evened out and he became faster with his strikes. Soon all the robots lay in pieces on the floor. The weapon wall opened up and Jason put the Halberd back and soon joined them back in the control room. He still didn't seem tired or breathing hard at all, which everyone noticed.
"Dude how are you not tired after that?" Peter asked in surprise shock. He also had stars in his eyes because he thought the fights were pretty badass.
"We train a lot longer and harder than this," was Jason's simple reply.
"How often do you train?" Bucky asked.
"Every day, some times for 4-5 hours on top of our camp duties. in training we switch from different weapons and fighting styles, unless we are on missions of course" Percy answered for Jason, shrugging his shoulders like it wasn't a big deal, but from the looks on the Avengers faces it was a big deal for them.
"You train every day? Even we take a day to let our muscles relax." Steve said in surprise.
"We either learn to fight or we die," Jason stated bluntly. They didn't have the luxury to take many breaks with monsters trying to kill them every time they left camp, with the war that only ended recently, and just by being a demigod, there was always a fight you had to be ready for.
"And what about when you get injured if you don't give your body time to rest," Bruce asked.
"We are never too injured to fight. If we get hurt, we put it off until the fighting is over or we get killed. But we don't stop fighting, we train constantly so we are always prepared." Percy explained which just got the Avengers frowns to deepen.
"And when you're too injured to keep fighting? And aren't prepared for a fight?" Sam asked.
"If you are unprepared, you die unless help comes," Percy said bluntly which was the sad truth: an untrained demigod is as good as dead.
"Is that what they teach you?" Rhodey asked. Neither Percy nor Jason spoke for a full minute.
"In our camp, we are trained to deal with the worst possible situations and go on missions and just try to survive. I think you guys would be surprised at what we can do, but we are not here to prove our fighting skills to you." Jason stated, crossing his arms. The room seemed to get colder. Sure, it was pretty much their lives to be constantly trying to fight for survival, but they didn't want to talk about it.
"Umm, why don't you go down Percy, I believe it is your turn," Clint said, breaking the silence.