"Incoming!" Missouri said as red lights flashed across the console, buttons flashing in bright lights and sounds. Confusion filled his mind, as he didn't know what any of them did. He took a deep breath, and calmed himself.Think clearly. He pushed the throttle forwards as much as he could, "What direction is it coming from?" Aro asked standing behind his chair. "Our six'O Clock" Missouri responded. Watching the radar as the missile came closer, he kept going strait though. "Brother?" Aro asked, Missouri didn't respond to focused. "300 yards." Beta echoed, looking worried.

"200 yards, until impact." Missouri kept going strait forwards.

"100 yards until impact."

"50 yards until impact…"

"20 yards!"

"10 yards!"

Missouri pulled the pelican to the right suddenly flanking the missile and pushing himself back into the chair with the force. No one made a sound as they leveled out, no explosion? "Beta?" Missouri panted, out of breath. "Unknown location of missile." She said, Missouri relaxed though and sighed. "I think it passed under us." He responded. "No….It didn't!" Aro said pointing ahead, "What?!" Missouri exclaimed as he saw the Missile coming at them head on. "Oh da**!" Just then their world was filled with painfully bright white, then Missouri vision was filled with darkness.

Missouri blinked a few times, clearing the blurring whiteness from his eyes. He felt his hands still clamped around the throttle stick, his one real hand he could no longer feel, he realized he'd been holding it so tightly that the blood flow stopped. And had to use his robotic arm to release his grip, sighing as the blood starting flowing again. He wasn't sure why this was the first thing he noticed when he woke, but soon enough his mind cleared and other questions came to mind. Why am I not dead? This seemed to be the most important one, Where's Aro and West?he glanced around, the front of the pelican's window was shattered and dinted, but no burnt marks or any sigh of an explosion. Was it fake? A dud? He didn't know, he got his legs out from the console and got out of the seat standing up. Pieces of shrapnel and junk floated by, gently bouncing off the roof and wall of the pelican. He spotted Aro, his brother's armor was scratched up and his back was laying on the dash board his arms draped over the throttles and buttons his feet floating off the ground slowly. Clearly knocked out cold. Missouri tilted his helmet slightly, trying to figure out how he had gotten like that, it didn't make sense. Logically, he'd be thrown backwardsnot forwards. And why was his armor scratched up and dinted on the front, not the back? And if he had been thrown forwards why was the dashboard still in one piece? Missouri shook his head slightly more worried about Aro then why he was like that, then suddenly a thought came to mind…..Slowly he turned his head to the right towards the back wall…..

There was a indention in the back wall, the shape of Aro's front armor.

"…That's gotta hurt…." Missouri muttered quietly. He walked over to Aro, walking around a large piece of shrapnel he was about to call out to Aro when his boot hit something hard and metal, a loud Clank! Echo through the cockpit, he glanced down…

"Watch where your walking Dimwit!" West snapped "That was my head you just ran into!" Missouri stepped back lifting his hand defensively "Hey hey! Sorry! Calm down." He tried not to take it personally knowing West was just in a bad mood. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yeah just a bit dizzy and a large head ache, no help from you." West muttered. "I didn't see you there, sorry, don't get angry with me get angry at the guys who did this to us Rook." Missouri responded neutrally. Stepping around her as West stood up. "Sorry." She responded, Missouri nodded "It's fine." He walked towards Aro who was starting to float upwards, gently grabbing his boots and putting them of the floor, the magnetic attachments automatically sealed him to the floor. "Aro?" Missouri gently shook him, "Raphael?" Missouri shook him again. Aro suddenly grabbed Missouri's Elbows with a tight tense grip, bringing his feet up and hitting Missouri in the chest, but because of the low gravity it didn't do anything. "Aro, it's me! Relax! " Missouri said loosening his grip a little, Aro paused before responding. "New lesson. Never shake awake a guy who just got thrown face first into the wall. Sorry, I reacted first and thought later. By the way, don't let go of me yet." Missouri tilted his helmet "Why?" he asked, "Because I think my boots are magnetically stuck to your armor." Aro said. "And, If you let go of me and I start floating I think I might throw up in my armor, which would be very much unpleasant." Missouri chuckled at the calm way Aro explained this. "Hey, you find it funny, I sure don't. This current position is rather awkward." Aro said. "Sorry brother." Missouri responded. West walked over to them, and stopped.

"What on earth are you two doing?!" Aro felt very uncomfortable right then, "Er, does dancing sound like a good excuse?" Aro asked. "No, and I don't think either of you dance." West said folding her arms. "Actually I do dance very well, thank you. And my boots are magnetically stuck to my Brothers chest plate." Aro explained. "Can we fix this now? I'm starring to have trouble telling which way is up." Aro asked. "Right." Missouri responded, he turned off the magnets in Aro's boots, and placed them on the floor before Aro turned them back on, they hit the floor with a loud clank. "That's much better." Aro said, "How do you feel?" Missouri asked, pointing at the outline of Aro's armor behind him.

"Oh that….Yeah, just a bit shaken up, queasy, and I feel like I broke the entire front half of my body? Yeah besides that I'm wonderful thanks." He said sarcastically.

Missouri didn't get to respond as there was a groaning sound followed by three loud bangs, the hull of the pelican shook suddenly. "What was that?" West asked, "I do not know." Missouri answered, " I say we g-" he was cut off as suddenly all the floating junk fell back into the floor, and he felt his gut plummet. Aro coughed suddenly, making a gagging sound, "Brother?" Missouri asked worried, Aro took his helmet off and fell to his knee's vomiting on the floor of the pelician. West stepped back "Ooohhhhh…Crud….Thats nasty." Aro panted hard, "Well….There's goes lunch. At least that's over now." He muttered spitting, wiping his chine and standing up. "Now let's go kill whoever did this to us." He said with venom in his voice as he put his helmet back on. "Also noticed gravity's back up." Missouri nodded "Are you okay?" he asked "I'll be fine." Aro assured him, checking the scanners. "I think they've attached some ship to us and our dragging us into their cruiser." He said. Missouri nodded in agreement so did West, "Well what do you say? Shall we go say hello to our friends?" He asked.

"I say we go give a knock on their door."