Vincent stepped into the airlock at the back, before shouting back to Francis.

“You nearly ready?!”

“Dude I forgot to say, Thanks for keepinf my locker how it is.” Lance said through the door way.

Francis shooker her head and got up from her seat.

“Wait? What? We’re hear?” She said standing up, she wobbled a bit as she suddenly got a head rush from standing up to quickly. She then jogged into the locker room.

Lance was already kitted out in his armour, He then looked down at where the armour was torn where Max attacked him, his suit of armour had been fixed like new.

“Vince? You been repairing my armour?”

The ship soon entered the planet’s atmosphere, the heat penetrating the ships hull making the interior humid. Vincent keyed in a few buttons on his arm controls, and breathed in, cool air filling his suit.

“Thank god for air con…”

“‘Ey hombre, don’t you think we are being a bit harsh to Payne here?” Diego said as he exited the cupboard where Payne was still tied up.

“How do you mean?” Lance asked.

“He is on the floor, tied to a chair, drinking from what looks like a dog bowl.”

“I wasn’t gonna give him anything but Ashley insisted we kept him at least half alive. ” Lance said, idly staring out of the windscreen.

It took him a while but then he realised that they were fast approaching the red hot planet where Lance had found Max.

“Right guys, time to suit up. We are fast approaching.”

Vincent stood up, pacing. He couldn’t sit still, anxious to get to Max. For all he knew, she was gone and they’d lose her altogether. It scared him.

He strode into the locker room, and opened the one designated to him. He began to equip his armour, checking every detail, giving him something to think about.

“To be quite honest with you, Having thought about it Vincey. I think she was being controlled.” Lance said slamming the rest of the deck down and picking up his cards.

“As she was attacking me, she told me to run. I mean her voice sounded like she was trying to fight something.”

He took a gulp of his drink, before thinking out loud.

“Max working with the Hive? I mean… I suppose they could’ve threatened her or something, maybe put some kinda device that hurts her if she doesn’t do what they say but… I know she’d never attack you. She’d rather take the pain… what the hell have they got on her?”

“What ever is happening man, we will find her and help her out of whatever the hive are doing to her. I mean she is strong headed so I am sure she can hold herself together at least.” Lance said to him eventhough he wasn’t all that convinced himself by his words.

Ashly sat down on a chair opposite vince why Diego decided to sit on the edge of the table, they seemed confused.

“Ok Hombre, mind going through the story again, how are you alive man?” Diego asked.

Lance Sighed. “Erll to cut a long story short, The hive salvaged our bodies from the planet in typhoon, revived both of us, gove me some upgrades and I managed to escape. They had max pinned down in the facility telling me she was dead. It was only when I was flying back to ares that my radar picked up Max’s signal on the planet we are heading too now. I found her under what appeared to be hive control and she tried to blow me up.” Lance said, still looking confused at what happened back then.

He took the glasses off of his head, he then put them on the table and put his head in his hands rubbing his face, you could tell he had, had enough already. Francis immeadatly rubbing his back feeling his discomfort.

“Wow, sounds like one hell of a ride my friend.” Diego said looking concerned.

“Yeah…yeah.” Lance said starin into space for a short while. He then shook his head and snapped back into action.

He jumped up and walked over to the hacking tool on the ships dashboard.

“Hmm we still got a couple of hours left.” then for the first time in a while a grin spread across his face, he then looked at vince. He sat down at the table.

“Francis? You got my cards around, It’s time me and vincey here had a rematch. If anyone else wants in the game is Black Jack!”

Francis dug around in her pockets then threw him the card deck.

“Cheers me dears.” he sai taking them out of the box and sheffeling them.

“Who’s in?”

He walked to the side of the room, and opened a panel which covered a fridge unit. He extracted a black can, and yanked the ring pull – it fizzed for a moment before he took a sip, and sat down on a chair by the middle table.

He tipped his head back, and closed his eyes. “Man, I hope Max is alright…”

“Babe you do realise that was just an excusse to get us of ares?” Lance replied.

“Oh…ok.”

“Francis is just a rotting moon with rubbish space crafts. everything is broken and useless…..But if you really wanna go there on holiday ill check my diary, cos thinknig about it, that right up your street. Miss fox it all.” Lance said smiling.

Francis smiled back at him, she then got up and walked over to Vince.

“You got the navigation going yet?”