Trust

Disclaimer: I do not own Battle of the Planets or its characters. I only created Thea.

I know its been a while, but things have been hecktic. Here's another chapter. I hope it is acceptable. Enjoy!

Chapter 3

The condor chased the woman until he actually lost her around the corner. He let out a growl and went searching for his enemy. He ran past the corner and tripped over something, landing on top of what he tripped over.

"Ow." A voice said below him.

He pushed himself off of the person below him so he was on his back next to them. He then took that chance to push himself into a sitting position. As he looked over to see Thea pushing herself up from her fallen position the condor's communicator went off with his leader's voice ringing through.

"Jason, Zultar escaped. Did you capture his accomplice?"

He pinched his lips together and responded. "No, but I did run into the peacock, literally."

"Good, bring her to the Phoenix, I have a few questions for her." Mark's voice continued. "And don't try to kill her on the way."

Jason practically ignored that last part as he looked to see the girl he knocked down walking away from him. He gritted his teeth and ran after her. Roughly grabbing her arm, he pulled her back to look her in the face.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Thea looked at him with distaste. "I'm going to the Phoenix. Your leader wishes to speak with me. I am going to clear things up between me and your team."

Moments later, Thea stood against a wall with her arms crossed in front of her chest. Her glare didn't faze the team members of G-Force. Mark finally spoke up when Thea wasn't going to speak for herself.

"Listen, Thea, you may not be part of the team, but we would consider having you part of G-Force if you were more cooperative."

She raised an eyebrow. "What if I don't want to cooperate with you?"

"Great…Teamwork." Keyop said through some beeps to the peacock.

Her eyes threw daggers at the boy. "Beat it, kid."

Jason harshly grabbed her arm once again, gaining a wince of pain from her. Keyop's face showed shock and pain as he watch her not take back the comment.

"You have no right to treat my team in that way!" Mark glared at the peacock.

"If you want," she said quite calmly, despite the hand holding her arm, which she pulled off. "I'll leave. You let me do my work, I'll let you do your work."

She began to walk to the bay door to leave. Mark glared at her and followed Thea to the door.

He grabbed her arm, like Jason had before, and pulled her back. Before anyone could react she twisted around and let her fist fly into his jaw, thoroughly knocking him to the ground. Princess ran over to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"I don't know about you," Thea said with malice. "But this is my job, I do this to live. I have to take care of myself. I don't live at Center Neptune with everything provided for me. I don't get to spend my off time playing ping pong against Mark or Jason, I don't get to eat as many burgers as Tiny gets to. Heck, I don't even get the time to play on the guitar or drums like Princess and Keyop."

"How on earth did you know…" Princess trailed off.

Thea pinched her lips together. "My job is a 24/7 shift. I get very little time to myself. Who gets all the information for your missions? Me. Who makes sure that all your weapons are ready for you? Me. All in all, I do far more work that any of you."

"Thea, we aren't trying—" Tiny jumped in.

"Trying to what? Offend me? Take advantage of my work?" She was over loading from the many years of no gratification. "Well, I'm done with helping you. You won't see me anymore during your missions. But remember, all your team is, is thanks to me."

With that, she went to the bay doors and exited the large jet, gliding away from the red and blue plane. The team stood there dumbfounded at her actions, uncertain of what to do.

"Dang it." The eagle huffed. "That didn't go well. Maybe next time—"

"There won't be a next time." Jason cut off his leader. "Didn't you hear her? We won't see her again. I say good riddance to her, she only caused trouble for us anyway."

"Jason?" Princess caught his attention. "Are you possibly in love with her?"

The condor grimaced, "Don't be ridiculous, I could care less for someone who doesn't care for anyone on my team."

"She did take care of your bullet wound." The owl said to him in her defense.

He twisted back to his team. "Why are you defending her? I don't care what she has done for us. She still is a selfish, unjustified, imposter to the G-Force team. I'm glad she's gone."

He left the room shortly after, again leaving a dumbfounded team to wonder. Mark gained back his pride from the punch he sustained stood to his feet shortly after. Princess looked at him with concern, gaining a nod.

"He's just confused and hurting slightly. Just wait a bit, he'll get over it when we see Thea again."

"How do you know we'll see her again when she specifically said we wouldn't?" Tiny said from his pilot seat.

Mark cocked an eyebrow. "A feeling."