I was re-reading this chapter before I started on the next one, when I realised that near the end, I put 'gig field' when I meant 'big field' lol! Sorry if I made you think that I updated this story but the mistake was annoying me, so I corrected it! i also realised that I forgot to add an authors note at the beginning of this chapter, appologising for the wait! Here it is: Sorry for the wait, but I was in Cornwall for a week, then I went back to school and was busy! I'll shut up now...

Angel let go of Vancha quickly and the three vampires and one human spun around to see who had spoken. Standing behind them was a huge group of Vampaneze and Vampet guards. Standing in the centre of them flanked by Vancha's brother, Gannen Harst and another fierce looking vampaneze, stood Steve Leopard. Otherwise known as Steve Leonard, The vampaneze lord or Angel's father. Vancha swore loudly and ripped a shuriken from the belt he kept looped around his waist. He raised it but before he could get a decent aim a Vampet pointed his crossbow at him.

'Now, now Mr March, We'll have none of that thank you.' Steve said, looking at Vancha sternly, then he turned to Angel, 'You see what savages they are Angel? We just stand here minding our own business, I just make a simple remark and this...scoundrelthreatens to kill me with a throwing star! How can you possibly wish to go with them?'

'You want to know why I want to go with them? I'll tell you why I want to go with them, Vancha and Mika saved my life. One of your...purple friends slaughtered everybody in that orphanage where you dumped me and if it wasn't for them I would have been killed as well! They looked after me, let me know everything about their world and what I would have to give up if I wanted to stay with them and they have never locked me up anywhere! You kidnapped me, locked me in that filthy cell and tried to turn me against the only people left alive that I care about. Why wouldn't I possibly wish to stay with them, when the alternative is to stay with you?' Angel snapped, surprising herself by how angry she felt inside, the events of the last few days hadn't truly sunk in until now.

Steve looked at her in the way you would a child that hadn't understood a rather simple concept, 'Oh my poor little love...you've obviously been brainwashed by these nasty barbarians. I didn't kidnap you, I rescued you from them and and I only locked you up to keep you safe from them! I knew they would try to take you away from me and harm you, you poor little dear!'

'If you really cared about me...father, you would not talk to me like I was some uneducated toddler that was in desperate need of assurance. I am a teenager, when I was at school I got good grades, I can look after myself, I don't need to be addressed in such a condescending manner!'

Steve frowned as the anger inside of him began to show. How dare she? How dare she talk back to him? Angel glared back defiantly, she wasn't going to take back what she said, she knew that Steve was angry and she sensed that he was not a man most people would want to anger but she wasn't going to back down. She didn't care about the consequences, what was he going to do, hit her?

'You little bit..' Steve stepped up to her and raised his hand to slap her on the cheek but was interrupted by Vancha smacking his arm back down with a well-placed karate chop.

'Don't hit her, you coward! She's just a teenager!'

Angel tried her best not to feel offended by that comment. She had always secretly thought that being a teenager was pretty grown up and she disliked being referred to as just a teenager, as if it were a lot younger than it were but she knew Vancha had meant well and probably hadn't even thought it might upset her.

'Coward? Coward? How dare you? At least I use proper weapons like guns! You only use your hands and those stupid throwing stars! Now whose the coward?' Steve retorted.

'There is nothing honerable about shooting an opponent from a long distance, or when their back is turned.' Vancha sniffed.

'Huh! I at least win in a fight!'

'By cheating!'

'How-'

'Gentlemen, please! If I may make a suggestion?' Gannen Harst, prime protector of the Lord of the Vampaneze and brother to Vancha March; asked, stepping forward.

'What now Gannen?' Steve snapped.

'If you and my...brother were to stop trading insults, we could get this over and done with as soon as possible.'

'What do you mean 'get this over with'?' Asked Steve incredulously.

'I mean, kill them, thus winning the war and getting your daughter back in that cell where she belongs.' Stated Gannen calmly.

'Hmm...that would be a good idea, however...I want this showdown to be dramatic...I don't want to just end it quickly...'

'My lord, your flare for the dramatic is going to get us all killed.' pointed out Gannen.

'Why do you want us to kill them all anyway? He's your brother!' Exclaimed Steve, pointing at Vancha.

'I do not want them killed, I just want to get this other with.'

'Why don't we have a truce?' Asked Darren.

'A what?' Asked Steve, looking like he'd just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

'A truce...you let us leave with Angel and we won't harm you, there isn't any need for bloodshed.'

'Do you really think that I would just agree to let you go and take Angel with you? Darren...I know you were never as smart as I was in school but...that's pretty stupid...even for you!' Snorted Steve.

'The boy has a point...' Gannen mused, locking eyes with Vancha, 'I for one would not want to end up killing my own brother.'

Vancha sighed, 'Nor I...it would be nice not to have to fight you for once Gannen.'

Gannen smiled slightly, 'Indeed...'

'Enough! Enough of this silly truce nonsense! I did not set up this trap just to have to abandon the fight at the last minute, just because two brothers can't be bothered to fight each other!' Exclaimed Steve.

'I Agree with Darren, Vancha and Gannen. A truce is a very good idea and anyway, how can we be sure that this is the right time to fight each other?' Larten mused.

'I agree with the truce idea as well. I don't like fighting, it's pointless!' Angel spoke up.

'You shut up!' Said Steve, pointing at Angel, 'You're in enough trouble as it is young lady!'

'What're you going to do? Ground me?'

'Yes! Then you won't be able to leave with these monsters! Why didn't I think of that before!'

'Because it's a completely and utterly ridiculous idea?' Questioned a Vampet.

'Shut up!' Snapped Steve, 'I can do what I like, I'm the Vampaneze Lord!'

'And don't we all know it...' Muttered the Vampet.

'That's enough! You're fired!' Shouted Steve, pointing to the Vampet.

'You can't fire me!'

'Yes I can, out!'

The Vampet left, grumbling under his breath.

'Anyone else planning on making stupid comments?' Questioned Steve, all the Vampets and Vampaneze shook their heads, 'Good!'

Gannen sighed, 'You are excitable, my lord. Maybe it would be the best if we just let them go and fight with them another time.'

'Haven't already told you that a truce is a bad idea?'

'Yes, my lord, you have but with the mood your in, you could easily get yourself killed, wouldn't it be better just to let them go and to leave you to calm down?'

'I said no!'

'Just let them go.'

'No!'

'Let them go.'

'AH! Fine, but if we don't ever get another confrontation like this again, Gannen. I will kill you!'

'I'm sure we will get another confrontation my lord, now come with me and we'll get you calmed down.' With that Gannen and Steve left, leaving Angel, the vampires, several Vampets and the Vampaneze alone in the corridor.

'Let them pass!' Announced the fierce looking Vampaneze who had been standing by Steve's side earlier. The vampaneze and Vampets parted and allowed Vancha, Larten, Angel and Darren to leave but not without sending menacing glares their way.

Only Larten remembered the route back out of the Vampaneze headquarters, so the others followed him until they were finally out in the fresh air. Angel took in a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling loudly.

'Oh, Fresh air! How I missed you!' She announced, making the others laugh. They had gotten out alive and the sense of freedom that came with that realisation was overwhelming. Angel took in the sights of the nearby forest with a big, infectious smile on her face, that the others couldn't help but mimic.

'How is everyone? Do we start to head back to the mountain, or do we go back to our camp up there?' Vancha asked.

'I am fine with travelling for a little while, Darren?'

'Yeah, I'm good with that, Angel?'

'I just want to put as much distance between myself and that place as possible!' she announced.

'Well, that settles it then, we travel for a while, then we stop for the night.'

The group stopped just as the sun was beginning to rise. The place where they stopped for the night was a big field, surrounded by trees. It was a clear night and Angel could see all of the stars, which was something that she had rarely seen back at the orphanage, with it being in a city area. As the Larten set up a fire and Vancha hunted for something to eat, Angel gazed up at the stars and thought about Mika. She was finally on the way to see him! She couldn't believe it, the prospect of seeing him again once more filled her with a feeling of contentment.

Less than half-an-hour later, Angel was offered a piece of whatever it was Vancha had caught and Larten had cooked She accepted it and ravenously attacked it. For once she was so hungry she didn't care what it was she was eating, Vancha looked at her with amusement.

'I told you, you would adjust to eating our kind of food.'

'You told me I would adjust to eating raw meat, this is cooked, so Ha!' Angel replied, somewhat childishly.

Vancha shook his head, still smiling. Angel threw a bone at him. He ducked but it wiped the smirk off of his face.

That night Angel went to sleep, feeling contented and happy. Her dreams were peaceful and didn't cause her to wake up crying, for once.