JJ is pissed. He’s pissed often, but this situation really takes the cake.

JJ has very few rules. Good mercenaries have no rules that a good price can’t fix, but JJ does have some non-negotiables. Chief among those is any job that involves hurting kids, unarmed women, or his friends.

Little did he know, he accepted one such job. He hadn’t known the details. He was hired as another sword for security. Security for what? He didn’t bother to ask.

Needless to say, he was not impressed when he stumbled into a hostage. He was so unimpressed that he took down the few men in the room and cut the binds immediately.

“Y’alright?” He helps the woman up, probably more rough than he should. “Hurt? Can you walk?”