"I'm glad that this trip to earth wasn't like the last time I came here." Carbine said as she landed the spaceship behind the Last Chance garage.

"What happened the last time?" Torque asked

"A bunch of Plutarkian stink-faces shot at me the whole way here until I finally lost 'em."

Carbine, Torque, and the medic descended from the spaceship and started to walk toward the garage.

They soon were greeted with the loud sound of Vinnie's singing. As usual, he was badly off key.

"Celebrate good times come on...celebrate..."

"Shut up Vincent!" was Throttle's angry response.

"Throttle, you should be happy bro." Vinnie replied. "After all, your girlfriend is coming to visit you for your birthday."

"And she's bringing a surprise." Vinnie catcalled. "I wonder what it could be?"

"I hope earplugs." Throttle responded.

"Geez, Throttle really sounds like he's in a mood." Torque stated.

"Well, hopefully seeing you again will snap him out of it." Carbine replied as she knocked on the back door.

"I'll get it!" Modo yelled from inside the garage.

Modo opened the door and saw the trio of Martians.

"Evening Carbine ma'am." Modo said.

"Hello Modo." Carbine responded.

"Oh come on Modo, don't tell me you've forgotten about me!" Torque said playfully.

"Torque!" Modo yelled in disbelief as he recognized the second Martian female. "But you're..."

"Dead?" Torque said as she finished his sentence. "No, I'm afraid not."

Modo rushed back into the garage, leaving the three waiting at the back door.

"Modo!" Vinnie exclaimed when he saw the look on Modo's face. "You look like you've seen a ghost!"

"I...I believe I have." Modo stammered. "Torque's back there."

"Torque!" Throttle yelled. "But that's impossible."

"Wrong big brother." Torque said as she walked in the room, followed by Carbine and the medic.

"I'm just as alive as you are."

Throttle walked over to Carbine.

"Carbine, what's going on here?" he asked. "How can she possibly be my sister?"

"Umm...let's see." Torque replied. "We share 50 of our DNA due to the fact that we have the same parents."

Throttle glared at Torque. "Is this someone's idea of a sick joke?" he asked. "Everyone knows that Torque was killed during the Plutarkian war."

"No big brother, this is really me." Torque said as she placed her hand on Throttle's shoulder. "I wasn't killed in the attack that day. I was sold into slavery on Plutark's Plutopia moon by rats. That's where I've been all of this time."

"Several days ago, Harley and I..."

"Harley?" Vinnie asked. "You know where Harley is?"

"Yes." Torque replied. "Harley was sold into slavery also. After Mace kidnapped her, he sold her into slavery on Plutopia as well. She was used to help design some of the Plutarkians' weapons and machinery."

"We finally were able to escape from that rotten moon a couple of days ago." Torque continued. "A Jovian named Jupitus helped us escape, he is the last of the inhabitants of Jupiter. They were killed off by the Plutarkians too."

"Well, where is she?" an impatient Vinnie asked. "Is she alright, is she hurt, is she sick?"

"She's back on mars." Torque responded. "She's not doing too well."

"Life on Plutopia was nothing easy, it's a miracle that we are even alive at all."

"The Plutarkians wrecked that moon far worse than they wrecked mars." Torque explained. "There was hardly any food, water, anything. To make matters worse, the Plutarkians kept us working almost around the clock in their factories, barely allowing us enough time to sleep or do anything else."

"So many of us taken to that moon didn't make it, and the ones who did are barely hanging on."

"That is so awful." Charley said as she wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry that you had to go through that."

"Don't apologize for something that isn't you fault." Torque said. "It's nobody's fault but those fishfaced Plutarkians."

"And one day, I hope to make them pay for what they've done to me and every other Martian."

Note: I do not own the song "Celebrate" performed by Kool and the Gang