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Percy opened his eyes, blearily looking around and not recognising his surroundings. I really need to stop waking up like this.

As the sleep began to wear off, he saw the Avengers sitting around him, and Jason across from him, his hands in cuffs. They made eye contact and had an unspoken conversation. Percy gestured his head around him in silent question. Jason shrugged, moved his hands to show he couldn't escape the cuffs (they definitely weren't your standard cuffs so that makes sense) and nodded his head to Percy's left. Percy looked over and saw a small hole in the wall where light was shining through – daylight.

Percy squinted his eyes and saw a building move past them. No, the building didn't move, they were moving. They were a van.

"Hey." Percy turned towards the voice. Mr America was looking at him. "You are both awake, good, we'll be arriving shortly." Percy glanced at Jason who shared the same confused look as Percy. "Arriving where?" Jason asked, sceptically. "You'll see," Mr America replied shortly.

The two looked at each other, thinking the same thing. I don't like the sound of that.

...

As they waited, curiosity building simultaneously alongside worry, Percy tried again to look through the small window where the driver and security agent sat. From the looks of it, they were headed towards a tall building, very modern looking in shape and from the use of glass. But what really stood out about it was the large 'A' near the top by a large balcony looking area.

Percy rolled his eyes when he realised what it stood for and couldn't help the snort that escaped. They all turned their heads to look at him, including Jason who raised an eyebrow at him. Percy ignored the Avengers and gestured with his head to the window. Jason frowned but looked anyway. As soon as it clicked a grin crossed Jason's face as well, and looked down to hide the laugh he was trying to contain.

Mr America frowned. "What's so funny?" Percy continued to grin to himself while holding in his amusement as best he could, which was not very well. "Do you-"he was interrupted by another poorly contained laughing fit. "Do you guys really have an 'A' on your building?" he said, still smiling.

Mr America looked between the others who looked the same amount of bewildered as he did. "Uh, yes?" he answered.

Percy and Jason broke out into more laughter. "Oh my Gods that's so corny. 'A' for Avengers? Really? That's the best you could come up with? Not very subtle either, you're basically asking for enemies to come and attack you," Jason said, looking at them like they were idiots.

He saw Mr America flush, looking a little embarrassed. "It used to say something else, but after a little alien attack, the other letters got knocked down, and the 'A' seemed fitting," Hawkeye interjected. "Although I suppose it is a little obnoxious," he said to himself.

"You got that right," Percy replied, enjoying their baffled responses.

"Alright, enough talking. We're here," Black Widow said, sounding unamused, although Percy could have sworn he saw her lip twitch upwards for a split second.

The vehicle came to a stop. The Avengers stood up and waited in silence till the door opened. As soon as they did, Mr America stepped outside. Black Widow and Hawkeye looked at the two expectantly, so Jason and Percy stepped outside next, with the others following behind, watching them like Hawks, fitting behaviour for Hawkeye.

They appeared to be in a sort of carpark, probably to reduce the chances of them escaping.

"This way," Black Widow signalled, heading towards a lift in front of them. They all followed, agents behind them with guns pointed at the two. Well now, isn't that welcoming.

The lift was rather large, at least it was large enough to hold the Avengers, Percy and Jason, and two agents. The rest of the agents (there were quite a lot of them Percy now noticed) walked into another lift beside them.

Once everyone was in, Hawkeye pressed the button for the top floor, and they began there assentation. It was at this point a worrying thought crossed Percy's mind.

"How many stories are in this building?" he asked. "93," Black Widow said, not sparing him a glance. Percy gulped. Okay, I'm still technically still in a building on the ground, so I'm not actually in his domain. He can't get mad at me, right?

He closed his eyes to calm himself. When he opened them, he saw Jason looking at him with concern in his eyes. He nodded in a are you okay? Motion. Percy returned the nod with a slight smile on his face to reassure his friend.

Because of his momentary panic, he hadn't realised how many floors they'd gone up, and so was surprised when he heard the ping of the lift doors opening.

Hawkeye nodded his head towards the exit, causing Percy and Jason to walk out into the fanciest room Percy had ever seen. There was a giant window acting as the wall to the right, so Percy could see the entire city from above. It led out onto the large balcony Percy had seen earlier, but from here it looked like it could fit a helicopter. A snack bar was to the left (Percy had a feeling it was also a regular bar), a giant flatscreen was across the room with large comfy looking sofas and a coffee table in the middle. All in all, it looked like the most expensive living room Percy had ever seen or been in.

As he looked around and took it all in, he noticed a man walking down a staircase. He had a goatee and was talking to someone on one of those Bluetooth earpieces. He was dressed way to casual to be one of the agents, so who was this guy?

"Cancel that meeting. Because I don't want to go to it that's why. It's at 9 in the morning, why on earth would I go to a meeting a time? What's that sorry? You're breaking up. Hello?" he said, making crackling noises and hanging up.

He turned to look at them. "Oh, you're here. Took you long enough," he said, walking over to the bar and getting out a glass. "We just arrived and–Tony are you really drinking this early?" Mr America questioned, folding his arms. "My building, I can do whatever I want," the man-Tony-said, while pouring out some alcoholic beverage. Mr America sighed and turned to the boys.

"Okay, now that we're all here, I think proper introductions are in order. I'm Captain America, but my real name is Steve Rodgers. This," he said, pointing to the man at the bar, only half paying attention to the conversation, "is Tony Stark, also known as Iron Man. You already know Black Widow and Hawkeye, but their real names are Natasha and Clint."

Jason raised an eyebrow. "What, no surnames?" he asked. "None you need to worry about," Natasha responded with a neutral expression.

"Okay, now you two," Clint said looking at them expectantly. "Well, you already know who I am seeing as you went through my personal file already," Percy said, shrugging. "Fair enough, what about you?" Clint asked turning to Jason. He looked at Percy, who returned his gaze. They stared at each other for a moment, looking to the others to be having a silent debate. Finally, Percy nodded. Jason sighed. "Jason," he said simply. "And your surname?" Steve asked. He looked at Natasha when he responded. "Not something you need to worry about," he said with a smirk.

Steve frowned and looked at Natasha, who only shrugged with a slightly amused expression on her face. Steve sighed in defeat. "Okay, we'll move onto the tour then," Tony said enthusiastically, beginning to walk towards a door on the opposite side of the room.

"Wait, hold up," Percy said, causing Tony to stop in his tracks and turn to look at him, along with the others. "You still haven't exclaimed what is going on or why we're here," he said like it was an obvious question.

The Avengers looked at each other. "We obviously can't just let you both leave after what happened, but we figured this accommodation would be more comfortable than a cell," Clint explained. "But if you prefer, we can always move you back to the ones you were in before. Won't be a problem," Natasha added, with a warning tone in her voice.

Percy moved his cuffed hands up in a surrender gesture. "Hey, just checking. No problem, here's good," he said, smiling widely at the end in exaggeration. Steve nodded. "Okay then, let's go."

...

"Here's the kitchen," Tony said, waving his hand dramatically into the room before moving towards the lift, which they all piled into. They told the agents to go to their posts, that they would watch the kids, so they were all able to fit into the lift this time.

They headed down this time, and the doors opened into Tony's lab, which he took the upmost pride in showing off.

"This is my lab as you can see. Do not touch anything. Everything in here is very advanced and very expensive. All designed by me, obviously-" Tony started ranting. "Tony," Steve called. "How about we continue on with the tour?" Tony huffed a sigh. "Fine, but this is the best floor in the building, just saying," he said, moving back to the lift.

They headed down again, this time opening onto the training and weapons floor. They all followed Tony into the giant training room: it had weights, mats, boxing ring, punching bags and more. Steve had seen it many times, but Percy and Jason looked almost impressed, even excited looking around the room.

"We can come back here later if you'd like to use the facilities," Steve said, enjoying the looks on their faces when their heads snapped towards him. "We can come here?" Percy asked. "And use the equipment?" Jason added. "Sure, if you'd like," Steve said. Their eyes widened even more, and they nodded enthusiastically.

As well on this floor was the pool – Percy seemed especially eager about that – the outdoor area mainly for running or walking, and the weapons/power testing room. This room was where Thor or Hulk would train sometimes, as they were the strongest and needed a specially equipped room to be able to sustain any damage caused by their power. It was also where Tony would test his weapons and suits, seeing as Pepper continuously yelled at him for testing them in the lab or his garage, usually resulting in cars being destroyed or rooms set on fire.

They then proceeded to a higher floor – the living quarters. From here, they showed the boys their rooms.

"Here is where you will be staying," Tony said as they all entered the bedroom. "One of you, anyway. The other will be across the hall. Okay, now that that's finally over, let's eat. I'm starving," he said before exiting the room.

Percy took the room they were in, so Steve and Clint took Jason to his room across the hall.

"Hold out your hands," Clint said. Jason looked at him suspiciously but did as he was told. Clint typed a code into the cuffs, and they clicked off. Jason looked surprised as he rubbed his wrists and peered at them sceptically.

"You didn't really think we were going to make you wear them the whole time, did you?" Steve asked, a hint of a smile on his face. "Well, kinda yeah" he responded. "What about Percy?" he asked. "Natasha is taking his off. Couldn't really set you's free together, could we? You'd probably make a run for it," Clint said. Steve worried that Jason might take that as sign of distrust, but he just shrugged. "Fair enough, I suppose," he said.

"Okay. We'll leave you to settle in and relax for a bit. Be back in an hour," Steve said before he and Clint left the room.

...

As soon as the door closed, Jason gazed up at the roof and walls. He squinted his eyes in search for any potential hidden camera spots, but couldn't see any, not visible ones anyway.

He then observed his room. It was rather plain, but Jason didn't mind. He didn't usually have a lot of personal possessions anyway, and he was used to the simplicity of the cabins back at camp.

There was a bed, bedside table with a lamp and drawer, door which led into a bathroom, a desk with a chair, notebooks, some pencils and pens. There was also a large floor to ceiling window which he did not almost walk into thank you very much! (These guys already had too much footage of him already, he couldn't give them anymore). However, Jason guessed it had some alarm or impenetrable glass that would prevent him from escaping, so he left it be. (It wouldn't be that easy.)

With nothing to do but wait for their return, he fell onto the bed. It was at this moment that he realised how tired he was. His body was exhausted from all the rescuing, kidnapping and drugging. So, with nothing else to do, he closed his eyes. He was very rudely interrupted by a knocking at the door.

...

"So usually, we train every day, whether it be with each other, weapons, equipment, or simply just working out. However, since the abrupt arrival of Flyboy over here-" Clint said, gesturing to Jason who was not given a chance to respond, but did not look impressed with the nickname, "we haven't had the chance yet today. While we do that, we'll need to keep an eye on you, so if you want you can grab a book, or sit and watch-"

"Could we join you?" Jason asked. Clint frowned at him. "The stuff we do is pretty intense, you might not be able to keep up-" "We can handle it," Percy interjected. "Probably nothing we haven't done before."

The Avengers looked between each other. In the end Clint shrugged and said, "Okay, if you really want. Don't be discouraged if you can't do it or don't get it right away, though."

"I think we'll be grand," Percy said, looking confident already. "Okay, whatever you say," Clint said, laughing slightly. It's going to be fun watching the cockiness be wiped off this guy.

...

It was not fun in fact, seeing as Percy was in the right being confident. These kids are beasts!

They immediately walked over to the equipment, Jason at the punching bag and Percy at the weights. Jason wrapped up his hands and beginning hitting the bag with very precise, strong punches. Percy on the other hand began benching around 250lb's from the looks of it.

The Avengers stared at them, and they probably would've kept staring if Percy hadn't noticed them just standing there. "You guys gonna start? Or just keep watching us?" Steve shook himself from his thoughts, causing the rest to do the same. "Yes, we were just about to," he said, walking over to the sparing mats, Clint following behind him.

These kids are weird.

...

"Hey, you two ready to finish up?" Steve asked, walking over to them. He was sweating, but not profusely. Thanks to the super soldier serum, he didn't tire easily. What concerned him though was the fact that Jason and Percy were similar to him. Neither looked tired, in fact they looked like they hadn't even broken a sweat.

They looked up at him from what they were doing, confused. "Finish? We've barely started," Percy said, looking at him weirdly.

Now it was Steve's turn to be confused. "We've been here for just over 2 hours," he stated. Maybe they hadn't realised the time? They still looked at him bewildered though. "Yeah, as I said, we've barely started," Percy responded, still not understanding him.

"How long do you usually train for?" Clint asked as he walked over, water bottles in hand. He gave one to Steve and began drinking the other. "At least around 6 hours a day," Jason replied. Clint spat out the water he was drinking.

"6 hours?!" he exclaimed. "Is that even healthy?" Steve asked, shocked at what they had said. "Healthier than being killed," Percy murmured, thinking they couldn't hear him. "What?" Steve asked, appalled. Percy shook his head. "Nothing. It's just apart of our routine. We have to be in top shape at all times, so that we're always prepared," he said, going back to his workout.

"Prepared for what?" Clint asked, sounding weary. "You guys ask a lot of questions," Jason said, returning to his exercise alongside Percy. "And you don't give a lot of answers," Steve challenged. "Don't you guys have superhero stuff to do or something?" Percy asked, not looking at them.

Clint narrowed his eyes at him, and looked like he was about to say something, but was interrupted by Natasha walking over. "I've got an idea. How about we have a sparring session?" she asked. Clint huffed but agreed. "Fine." As he and Steve began walking away, she added, "All of us," looking at the two boys. They stopped what they were doing to peer up at her, then shrugged. "Sure, why not," Percy said. "We'll try not to hurt you," he added walking past them. Steve smirked. "Same here."