Numbers training(Open to TE)

Seeing Scope was too out of it to respond to JaK, the boy just grabbed one of the discs himself and absorbed it's properties becoming much more sturdy. He now felt ready to take the remaining shadow demon things on....Well, at least he was until suddenly they all multiplied and he was now surrounded by dozens or more. JaK looking about unafraid of the situation at hand. Knowing that there was a .00000001 chance of him realistically surviving this, much less winning. However, his willpower would of course never give in. JaK Sage was no coward by any means and the fact that he had a downed teammate only strengthened his resolve in the matter. He grabbed the second disc from his downed comrade now, feeling that he would definitely need it. JaK then faced the large group of wraiths. None of them moving a muscle as they stared back at JaK, except of course for the ones Toji was tearing through a little ways off. For JaK could hear his usual feral battle cries. In the moments that passed the teen wondered if this was really the actualization of what Grace had to deal with growing up. If so, Sage no longer really blamed her brother for doing what he had to, to defend his family. If push came to shove, JaK might've done the same thing to protect his teammates. Even selling his soul to the Reaper himself if it meant keeping them all safe, for this team was all he had left in this world.

"Come on then..........BRING IT!! GIVE ME ALL You've GOT!!!"

Sage would yell out as he stood ready to meet his end in this simulation, full well knowing even though it was all fake every wound in here would hurt and be very real pain for his body to endure. As he spoke these words all the shadow beings charged in almost as if this whole time they had just been waiting for an invitation. As they came in JaK stayed put, he had to protect Scope until he awoke. As the first few neared, Sage jumped up and kicked it square in jaw jaw, avoiding the multiple swipes flying towards him and slashed two others across the face with the T-blade discs he borrowed. Then putting on a clinic of punches, jabs, kicks, and athletic prowess, Sage tried to stay aloof. Delivering as many hard shots as he could and taking a few as well; meanwhile the wraiths continued to poor in at him. Eventually being overwhelmed and dropping both blades as they beat him down like a pack of hungry wolves. A hand extending out of the pile up and then suddenly becoming enlargened as the entire mob was knocked off Sage once his other fist delivered a large uppercut that caught a good amount of them and knocked the shadow figures over. After that JaK jumped forward with big feet that matched his fists and dove into a group of the dark creatures. Delivering huge blows now as he screamed out with all his might. These hits causing the big beings to go flying up into the air oddly enough. However, as JaK began to tire and dropped to his knees having cleared the area of monsters nearest them he looked about. His armor now cracked all over and missing in a few places. More of the Wraiths were still coming in, this was truly impossible. They were like an army and even the ones JaK had took out got back up, their injuries quickly subsiding.

"You...Gotta *pant Pant* be kidding me...."

JaK then rose up again for the last time, battered and bruised but still willing to fight. He raised his giant fists into the air again and nearly dared for them to come on. If he was going out, he was going out swinging, as the quote says. Darting towards the shadow monsters as they ran back at him, ready to meet for one last futile blowout.......

JaK exited the doors of the training room limping and with Scope over his shoulder. The kid had taken a hard hit and was very fatigued, but JaK had did his part in keeping him safe. One of Sage's arms were also dislocated by appearance and there was a large scratch mark on the side of his face. His body was no longer armored his clothes were in tattered everywhere. Finally, JaK's face spelt pure annoyance. That training session was definitely more than he had bargained for...All that and for what? Grace didn't even like JaK, and obviosuly had preferred Will, Ben, the angel dude, Lance, she had even ogled Superboy a bit...HELL, everyone other than JaK pretty much. What's next, maybe a crush on his dead brother too? These thoughts bothered him to no end, but JaK was a man or teenager of his word and he said he would aid Grace in not becoming a Grimwreaper wife to Necatti and that's what he was going to do...But, for what purpose really other than to say he helped his teammate.

"Scope needs to go to the medical bay, I'd take him, but I need to go get some air."

And with that JaK dropped Riley on the floor and then stood back up walking away rather angrily or in his usual brooding manner. While he did so he cracked his arm back into place making an irritated grunting noise as he rotated his shoulder while exiting the room. Heading up to the rooftop...His secret little nesting place where he did all his sulking at, and he sure did have a lot to sulk about.