Willgm: I'm back again guys! And I'm here with another chapter.

Will: Why are you typing like that?

Willgm: For a change, I'm always writing the same intro more or less. Anyway, Will's here to do the disclaimer again.

Will: Why?

Willgm: Because the others are busy.

Will: No their not!

Willgm: I checked, their all extremely busy today. But I may be able to bring Vanilla next time.

Will (blushing): Oh, okay, that's good. (Blush disappears) anyway, Willgm doesn't own Galaxy angels, only me, Lightbringer and Sora.

Willgm: Thank you Will, now on with the chapter.

Chapter 9: Fortune dud and the past

I was currently inside Lightbringers cockpit listening to Tact explain the situation to the Angels and Lester. The other had arrived shortly after me and Ranpha.

When Tact finished he said: "And that's our current situation, if me and Will are right, the enemies going to be waiting for us." Lester nodded with a grim face.

"This doesn't put us in a favourable position. What do you suggest Tact?" I butted in before Tact had a chance to speak.

"We do what we normally do," all eyes turned to me. "We fight them, beat them and be on our way. Even if we're outnumbered I doubt we'll have a problem taking them out, right?" I noticed Ranpha give a nod.

"Will's right, we can take them." I series of nods followed.

Almo suddenly spoke up. "We're exiting chrono drive, Angel wings standby in primary formation."

"Time to see if we were right," we blasted out of chrono drive. "Coco, scanners!"

"No ship abnormalities, enemy fleet sighted!"

"Angel wings get ready."

"Yes, sir!"

After a minute, Almo spoke again. "Analysis of the hostile fleet is being displayed on the monitor."

On the screen, there were two asteroids, one big, and one small. A destroyers and an unknown frigate (missile) hid under the smaller asteroid. Above the bigger asteroid, in the north west of the screen, were three cruisers and a missile frigate, a destroyer was in the middle of the two asteroids. In the east of the screen there were three destroyers and a missile frigate.

"The enemy consist of cruisers, destroyers and there are some unknown large-scales battleships here." Lester showed a picture of each ship as he mentioned them.

"Another one? What do we know about it?" Tact asked.

"Looks like a missile frigate to me Tact," I pointed out. "It'll be bad if any of them get to the Elsior."

"Any suggestions on how we deal with this Tact?" Lester asked him.

"Units #1, #2 and #4 will eliminate the enemies behind the small asteroid; the Elsior will take cover behind it to cover against the enemy. Units #3, #5 and #8 will move to attack the enemy at the right. After the Elsior is safe, the angel wings will regroup and repel the enemy. That is all; the rest is up to you.

"Okay Tact, let's do this guys."

As soon as I was out the hanger bay me, Mint and Vanilla blasted off to the right of the asteroid while the others went to take out the ones behind the other one.

After a minute of flying we reached the first destroyer. I let loose a missile while mint fired with her fliers, the combined hits destroyed it in an instant. I did a small fist pump and continued on.

When we reached the missile frigate and other destroyers I shifted my target to the missile frigate. Letting loose a stream of bullets and a few missiles I barely had time to dodge the missiles it launched at us. Leaning up, I went overhead, above the ships and shot some more missiles. The result destroyed the frigate. I cut my engine and let myself drift until I was back on level with the others, who had destroyers the destroyers.

"Nice work guys, any left?"

Tact answered my question. "Angel wings, return to the Elsior, we're getting out of here." I gave him a nod.

"Roger that."

After returning to the hanger, we rushed to the bridge.

"We did it Tact!" Ranpha yelled out. "When we work together we're invincible. I mean that together we're . . . er" I laughed.

"We get it Ranpha, still that was really impressive, you did great out there. You guys worked hard too." The others groaned.

"That was scary . . . but for now, I'm glad we won" Milfie said.

"I seemed to be somewhat out of form." Mint replied.

"Too bad I couldn't make it huh? Leave some for the rest of us next time you two." Forte mumbled.

"Tact, I'm grateful for your orders." Vanilla simply stated. I had to hold in a sigh, they weren't that bad out there. Tact, being the dense idiot he was, didn't notice.

"Good work everyone. Okay, how about we go to the brake room and have some tea? Running all over the ship has left my throat dry." I huffed.

"I'm the one who took it down, I deserve a break more then you." Naturally, I was ignored.

"Agreed, okay everyone, let's go." Milfie cried out happily.

"No helping it. I'll come with you." Ranpha said.

"Guys!" I cried out. A round of laughs followed.

After we had reached the brake room we told everyone about what had happened with the imposter. I got annoyed when Tact failed to mention my part in it.

"Hey I helped too!" all eyes turned to me. "I was the one who took it down after all." Tact scratched his head nervously, probably fearing I'd use the gun on him too.

"Sorry Will, yeah you helped out a lot." I nodded my thanks and he continued on.

"So the peeping tom wasn't you after all." Forte said after he finished.

"Yeah, now I'm finally free of suspicion." I let out a grin.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that." Everyone looked confused at my statement. "I still want to know about what you and Ranpha were doing before the light came back on." Ranpha's face flushed red and the others leaned.

"What do you mean by that Will?" Forte asked me.

"When I was bringing the prince out of the park, I heard those two talking and when the lights came back on they were on top of each other." Ranpha's face was a tomato now and Tact's didn't look any better.

"Oho!" Forte chuckled. "Care to explain you two?" She was smirking at them. Neither of them knew what to say. I let out a laugh.

"Relax, you don't have to answer, I just wanted to tease you for all the times you teased me." They seemed to calm down.

"Anyway," Tact stated. "I'll be glad if I didn't have to go through that again." I nodded in agreement with that.

"Huh, where's the magazine?" Ranpha asked, looking around the other tables.

"Still doing fortune telling?" I asked her which she gave a nod to.

"Vanilla wasn't with us when we did it earlier so it's her turn." Mint informed me.

"Yeah but I can't find the magazine." Ranpha yelled out.

"Aren't there other ways of doing fortune telling? Like palm reading?" she shook her head.

"That's no good! This fortune teller has a 100% accurate prediction rate."

"100%?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I was with Tact in a startling place, just like it predicted. I guess that makes him by. . ." Tact seemed confused.

"Your what?" Ranpha began to blush again.

"Ah, that's, uh . . . your nothing. I'm drinking my tea, too hot!" In a panic Ranpha from her cup and set her tongue on fire. Kind of hard to imagine seeing as she loves extremely spicy food.

"You burnt your tongue because you drank from your cup in a panic, as to your fortune, it is possible it's Tact." The others looked surprised at my statement. "What?"

"Nothing, I just never expected you to say that." Forte answered me.

"Found it!" Ranpha walked over to Vanilla, magazine in hand.

"Let's give Vanilla her fortune, what's your star sign?"

"Aquarius." She replied back.

"Aquarius huh, let's see let's see. . ." I then noticed something on the back of the magazine.

"Hey Ranpha, can I look at that for a moment?"

"Sure." She passed me the magazine, I looked at the back if the magazine and read out a warning.

"Fortunes apply to Transbaal system residents only," Everyone turned their attention to me. "When someone moves between stars the locations change and a correct fortune is impossible. Please be aware of this." I handed the magazine back to Ranpha.

"What does this mean?"

Vanilla answered for me. "It means that the predictions are invalid aboard the Elsior." Ranpha seemed crushed to say the least.

"You mean all the predictions are false?" Forte asked, I gave her a nod.

"No way!?" Ranpha screamed. "But I really believed in them! It was really bothering me!" Milfie walked up to her.

"Ranpha, why are you suddenly shouting? What's wrong?" silence. "Ranpha, can you hear me? Hello?" still silence.

"I think she's broken down." I told Milfie. "Or maybe in a state of denial." Ranpha suddenly snapped out of her trance.

"Ah, yeah, I was dizzy for a moment there. If you'd excuse me, I need some sleep." I nodded to her and watched her go.

"Will she be okay?" Tact asked.

"She'll be fine," Forte assured him. "She'll recover after a good night's sleep."

"Yeah, and ready to kick my ass in sparring." That gained some laughs.

"Why do people believe in fortune telling?" Vanilla suddenly asked.

Mint answered her "Probably to ease their apprehension of the future . . . something like that, I can understand the feeling." I nodded, I could too.

"But at the same time, you don't know if it'll come true or not. Or if it'll actually happen." Forte pointed out. That was also true.

"Umm . . . Why did Ranpha run off?" Milfie asked us.

"Looks like someone doesn't understand what's going on." I pointed out.

"Yes?"

"Milfie, do you believe in the predictions you heard earlier?" Vanilla asked her.

"What were they again? I've already forgotten." That's not something you say with a smile Milfie.

". . . Really. . ." you can't believe it either Vanilla?

"I'm hungry at the moment; I'll go eat some cake." Forte began laughing.

"That's so like you." Mint joined her in the laughing.

"Eh, why's everyone laughing? You're grinning to Tact." Tact smiled innocently.

"I'm doing nothing of the sort. Well . . . maybe a little."

"What's so funny? Ah guy's come on." We had a final round of laughter after that.

I was sitting in my room, sighing. It had been a few days now since we destroyed the probe and I was noticing that we were running low on supplies. I'd asked Almo to lend me the supply roster and looked up on what we were missing; from what we should have had we were really low. I guess we've reached chapter 4, meaning we'll be meeting up with Mint's dad's company.

I put down the supply roster and began to make my way to the bridge, or I would have, had my door bell not rang.

"It's open." Vanilla came walking through the door. "Hey Vanilla, you need something?" she shook her head.

"I wanted to ask you something." She told me.

"What?"

"I'd like to . . . I'd like to know about your family." I was shocked at her sudden interest in my past.

"M-my family?" she gave me a nod. "W-well I honestly haven't thought of them since coming here, I've been focusing of what I'm doing here."

She seemed confused by my reasoning. "But Ranpha still has time to send messages to her family, don't you?" I shook my head.

"It's not that I don't want to keep in touch with them I just . . . can't do that at the moment. They live somewhere I can't reach, no matter what I use." Well, being in a different dimension entirely would make it hard to talk to them. Her eyes widened, did she think I meant. . .

"You mean there. . ." I furiously shook my head.

"No there not dead, as far as I know at least." She seemed to relax. "My parents were kind people; they raised me and my siblings really well. I was the youngest of three." She seemed like she was trying to imagine it in her head.

"I had a little group of friends when I was in school; we looked out for each other of the time we knew one another, but we eventually drifted away, doing our own thing." She gave me a nod to continue. "At the end of high school one of my friends died and I put myself into a shell to keep people out. My older brother and sister helped when they could and introduced me to new people, who broke me out of it, I really owed them." Vanilla gave me a smile.

"My brother became an engineer and my sister became a teacher, I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. I thought about going into the military several times but continued working to do other things. Then, one day, while traveling, I was hit by some blinding light and woke up in the infirmary, you know the rest." It felt really good telling someone about my past, and I'm glad it was Vanilla. "Well, that my entire life story so far, what do you think?" she gave me another smile.

"You seem to have had a good life." She sounded a little envious.

"I'm not really focusing on the past; I'm looking forward for the future. I feel like I've found my purpose in life since coming here and meeting you all, I feel needed." I left it there for it all to sink in.

"Hey Vanilla, why me?" she looked confused. "Why are you suddenly interested in my past and why are you more open with me then the others?"

She considered the question for a bit before answering. "I wanted to . . . to get to know you better, you've hardly told us anything about you and you know all about us." I shook my head.

"Only the bare minimum and I don't know anything about you. I've told you my life story, and you tell me yours, please." She looked away, a little hurt, before nodding.

"I have no parents," I knew that already. "I was raised by sister Beryl, a nun who taught me how to use my Nanomachines." I nodded to her to continue. "She . . . died, I wasn't strong enough to save her." Tears began to fall down her cheek; I moved to wipe them away.

"How did she die? If you don't mind me asking," she nodded.

"The doctor said it was because of old age but-" I stopped her there.

"If she died of old age there's nothing anyone can do about it. It wasn't your fault Vanilla, all that matters is that you treasure the time you spent with her." She seemed confused.

"Want do you mean Will?" I smiled at her.

"Did you enjoy the time you spent with her?" she nodded. "Then hold on to those memories and you'll never have to be sad. Besides, if you want to see her again all you have to do is look in here." I pointed to her heart.

She clutched her hand around where her heart was.

"Do you mean that Will?"

"Well it's something I believe in anyway, I haven't actually lost anyone I cared about before so I could just be talking out my ass." She gave a little laugh. "That's something I want to see more often," another confused look. "You laughing and smiling, I want to see that more often." Vanilla blushed. "Well, let's hear the rest." She nodded

The rest of her story was pretty expected, worked hard at using her Nanomachines until she was noticed by the navy and assigned to the angel wing.

"Thanks for telling me Vanilla, sounds like you had an interesting life, what do you plan to do when this coup's over?" she didn't seem to have an answer, I could relate. "Anyway, thanks for telling me, I have to get back to work." She gave me one last smile and left.

I smiled to myself; I felt that me and Vanilla just got closer. Shaking my head in amusement, I grabbed the list I made and made my way to the bridge.

Willgm: Done guys, let me know what you think that this chapter.

Will: So that's my background?

Willgm: Yep, I hope it wasn't too bad.

Will: It was fine; will we get to meet my family at all?

Willgm: Already have a plan for that, but you'll have to find out when we get to it.

Will: Fine.

Willgm: Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this and I'll have the next one posted as soon as possible, bye.