Daniella says: Here's Chapter 2! This is a short one. Please read and review!
In the ready room, Jason wasn't faring much better, as he was the target of the mother of all dressing-downs from Mark. Princess, Tiny and Keyop had discreetly repaired to their rooms, not wanting to embarrass Jason any further – not that the smart-mouth didn't deserve it for once, Tiny said to the other two, who agreed that there was no reason this time for Jason to jump at the Chief's throat.
"What's your problem"?, Mark asked angrily. "Why do you have to be so negative with everything?"
"I want to fight, not run escorts!"
"You're a member of a team, and you've got your orders! If you don't like it, quit and become a soldier of fortune! I'm sure many gangs would pay handsomely for your fighting skills!"
Jason looked down, rebellion fighting in his eyes with the realisation that G-Force was his life – everything he had. Mark sensed that he had struck a chord. He decided to let Jason think about it a bit more.
"Dismissed!", he said curtly, inwardly hating himself for pulling rank on Jason, but feeling that this was one occasion he had to assert his position.
"Yes, sir!" Jason saluted smartly, turned on his heel and left. Mark hated himself even more.
To be continued