The gang was more relaxed and breathing easier without the tension of Max and Matt. Matt just tried to grasp reality and just focus at the matter at hand; getting Digit back up. He was needed. He was the closest help they would be getting to Dr. Marbles.
"There's nothing here you could really do; Jackie and I are going to just layout the design for Digit. Fixing him is going to take a while...maybe a week." Slyder sat back glancing at Matt and Inez.
"In the meanwhile, we should probably figure out how we're going to stop Hacker. Focus on his defenses, try to look for loopholes. Remember, Hacker maybe me ten times smarter; but it doesn't mean he doesn't have any weaknesses." Inez stated.
"Right. We should look around." Matt said. He glanced back at the two mechanics, "We'll call if something comes up."
Slyder stood up, "Be careful you two; Cyberspace is still a battle zone. We're not wanted out here."
The group hugged briefly before dispersing. Matt and Inez hopped on Slyder's old ship, starting it up. Matt punched in a few buttons and got it running. Inez grabbed a pistol.
"We'll be fine flying this ship, right?" Inez asked.
"Most likely." Matt said as he pulled back the wheel and took off into the stratosphere; two layers above the oxygen level. Inez felt uneasy, almost vulnerable while only she and her boyfriend Matt went on a hunt. She thought they would run into trouble.
"Finally just the two of us." Matt set the ship on autopilot. Inez raised a brow.
"What are you-" Inez was interrupted by a kiss and an assuring hand on the nape of her neck. Matt drew back, looking at her with dreamy eyes.
"How often are you going to be surprising me like that?" Inez asked.
Matt chuckled, "Forever. It's too cute."
Inez blushed. Then Matt turned back in his seat staring out of the ship.
"Maybe we can slide by the troops if we can go camouflage." Matt thought.
"I remember you saying that Hacker might have an idea we're here." Inez thought. "Let's hope that was false."
"Why?" Matt asked. His gripped tightened. "I hope I do see him. I wanna show him a piece of my mind. That damn old crook."
Inez folded her arms, "No, and this is what I mean; you stepping way out of your league."
Matt smirked, "Sorry girlie."
/
Max remained slouched on a pile of debris. His systems were barely up; in dire need of a recharge. It's been quite sometime since he did that; and he used 40% more to fight Atreides. He was down to 20%
Max stepped on the hibernate cyborg; who was no longer a major threat to Max at the moment. He reached down to drag him by the neck, and threw him in a hefty pile of debris. He was annoyed by the cyborg four-year long grudge against him and his strength constantly increasing to almost par with Max's strength. Though, Max didn't fear any less or more from this. He only wondered if Hacker knew there were...two of him.
Max looked up, a familiar certain witch gazing down at him with sharp green eyes on her glided black broomstick. She tipped her purple hat as she flew lower to ground level. Max stood straight.
"Well well well, isn't it Jenna the Wicked?" Max hardly smiled. She flipped her bright red hair as she gazed at the android.
Wicked smirked, "I thought I heard some commotion while flying past here. Here you go trying to mess with my favorite little robot!"
Max side-glanced at Atreides, still unconscious in the pile. "How about you lay him from me huh?"
Wicked chuckled, "You know I can't do that, Max."
"Why not?" Max said lower.
"Becaaaause." She flew beside Max stroking his cold chin, then circling him, "If I stop operating him, Hackie-poo-"
"Ughh.." Max shivered at the horrible nickname.
"-will certainly know what's been going on. You see Maxie, I like our little partnership more than with him." Wicked said with a wink.
"I'm so flattered with your interest in me." Max stared at the witch. He was particularly fond of the woman; her playful yet sinister choices almost reflecting his wishful motives, "I'll trust that you know what you're doing trying to convince Hacker that you're his."
Wicked scoffed, circling the area and back, "He never will be; at least, in reality's perspective. He needs a "temporary beacon" to stay sane in this situation. Little does he know he's letting me full access into everything."
"You're doing a wonderful job, Jenna." Max said.
"Thank youuu!" Jenna squealed, "You are soooo cute!"
"Again." Max smiled harshly, "Refrain your level of...fluff"
Wicked tipped her hat, "I'll be seeing you soon Maxie. Try not to destroy Atreides for me?"
Jenna the Wicked flew off leaving Max to stare up and watch her go. Max was for certain Wicked fully trusted him, so that was not an issue. He wished he didn't have to deal with Atreides as much as the earthlings. He would be
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The red-headed man stood in his dark lavatory punching away numbers and filing papers. He was desperate and frantic; he had to warn him again. The man began the operation again as engines and machines whirled. On the single device that was closest to a cell phone he tried calling his son again.
He tried to call Matt again.