~Elimination~ Part four

West stood up and soon regretted it as the plan rocked, Missouri grabbed her shoulder and sat her back down before she fell.  "What do you mean the pilot's gone?" She asked, "I mean, Rook, there's a giant piece of shrapnel through her chest, and you should be glad we're wearing helmets right now." Aro responded from the cockpit. "I can't see what happened…" Aro said looking around. "One moment." He went quiet for a long time, West worked with Missouri to try and get the magnetic boots working. "Y'know if this was Spartan armor it'd be ten times easier." She muttered. "Well we have to make do with what we have." Missouri said. "Ah I got it!" he declared as his boots suddenly slammed into the deck. A few seconds later West had hers too, "No more worrying about flying away…" They grabbed their guns and made their way up to the cotpit. West stepped into the right sweeping the area, Missouri did left. Aro looked at them, he was upside-down on ceiling with Beta's image right-side up on the dashboard of the plan. Both Missouri and West looked up, "….Only you would have a logical reason for being up there Aro….Only you." West muttered, Missouri chuckled they lowered their rifles.  Aro smiled under his helmet, then went back to what he was doing. He pulled out a panel in the roof and picked up a bunch of floating wires.  "Okay…Beta…The…Red wire? Or black? Er…" He sounded slightly confused, as Beta spoke to him. "The red wire dear." She said with a slight happy cheer in her tone of voice.  West walked around the cotpit, shrapnel was everywhere including a large piece pinning the body of the pilot to her seat.  "So…What…Someone shots at us and doesn't come to finish the job?" West says, Missouri looks at the controls and messes around with them. West doesn't ask why, or what he's doing and just keeps looking around.  "Ah ah! Beta your wonderful!" Aro suddenly declared, Beta smiled and almost looked embarrassed. West glanced up, "Whats going on?" She asked. "One second." Aro said, tying to wires together and tapping another two back together he closed the panel. "Brother! Try the throttle!" he called down to Missouri. Who nodded and pushed on the stick, used to drive the pelican. West felt a jolt go out through the plan's bulk, it shook and begane to move. "Ah aha! Aha! It works! The Engines must be fine, just the power grid is messed up." Aro says West could practically imagine him grinning under his helmet, Missouri chuckled.  "Can you come down now? Your starting to make me neausauted." West said sarcastically. "Why? I like it up here!" Aro cheered.  West rolled her eyes, "Get down before I come and get you!" She huffed and muttered quietly "Child."
"I can be immature sometimes!" Aro said hearing her, as he walked down the wall and back down to the floor.  Even with the armor, she could see he was rather proud of himself. "Now….Let's see if we can get moving." Missouri sat down in the pilot's seat and pushed the throttle, glancing at the radar west said "Hey guys…What if the person that shot at us is still here?" "I hadn't thought of that actually." Aro said, "I suppose we'd be in trouble…I'd better go see if I can get the cannons working." He said turning to walk off.
"You might want to hurry…" West said.
"Let me guess…Our friends our back?"
"Missile incoming!" Missouri said.
"Yep, their back." West responded.