For Master Vile it had taken longer than he wished to get back to Earth. he had finished conquering two planets in the Dark Galaxy which had gripped his attention but far back in the deep recesses of his brain he was itchin' to get back to Earth and to the search and capture of his daughter-mate. KurukVile had spent a long time repairing his fortress home, which he had helped in some but had decided to end his help a few days later due to conflicts with his father. Then he had conquered the two planets in the Dark Galaxy and was needed there for all the documents to be signed over to him and for him to read and fix, and add, laws and start the rebuilding process of those two planets. After a month of being away from Earth his heart was filled with frustration, his mind was full of anger and he was dog tired. He had taken a break for half a month to recover his strengths and his sleep deprived mind, during that time his father had approached him saying he'd like for him to follow him to Moas, a planet in his conquered M51 Galaxy. There had been a fight, an explosive one, and both he and his father had not spoken for a few days before, again, KurukVile approached him this time demanding that he go with his to Moas. He had done so reluctantly, he felt his body growing hard and heavy with his anger over being forced into this side trip from Earth, a planet he was still in possession of and a planet that he still needed to get control of.
"Ah Moas!" KurukVile exclaimed, he held his arms out and took in a deep breath. "Part rocky surface and part ocean... a great planet in our galaxy!"
"My." Master Vile said when he walked up behind his father. "Don't you forget that Old Man."
"Our as in birth." KurukVile sighed loudly. "Don't ruin the mood, Boy! We're here on business so start wearing the man pants."
"Let's make this quick!" Master Vile barked. "I have a planet and a daughter to capture."
"Loosen up sweetheart." Irka placed her hand on Master Vile's shoulder. "You will get her."
They had taken a spare ship, a very cramped silver skull with a small ring around it, to Moas and now that they were out each stretched their cramped muscles. Master Vile had to take one look at the looming mansion in front of him to know where he was, he again experienced Deja Vu! He was flooded with memories as a child visiting his only uncle here, of running through the halls of his uncle's mansion, chasing his flocks of sheep and goats and of walking the trails in the back of the mansion. Looming above them was a burgundy bricked mansion with what looked to have a hundred windows on it, the roof spiraled up and was topped with a gold sphere which cast a glow down on the blue grassed yard below. The porch was immense! A flight of stone steps led up to a burgundy colored fenced in porch that ran the whole length of the front. He saw a swing on one side and a tire attached to a tree limb, these looked new to him. KurukVile led the way down the white rocked pathed with Irka and Master Vile following, when Master Vile stepped onto the porch he saw that there were quite a few new things added to his uncle's mansion. There were children's toys on the deck, dolls and plastic food toys mostly but there was also a vehicle that had pedals inside of which a child could pedal and drive, the far back of the porch had been knocked down, a ramp had been built in its place down to the blue grass.
"Tazir has a kid, doesn't he?" Master Vile asked his mother.
"You will find out soon enough." Irka replied.
"Time for you to get re-acquainted with your family, Son." KurukVile spoke up. "Enough living in the life of the banished."
When KurukVile knocked on the door he did so loudly, the knocker was a big round silver ring that had specks of gold on it. The door was heavy cherry wood, Master Vile remembered that TazirVile, of whom everyone in their family called Tazir or Tazzy, was drastically different than his father. While his father was so big and muscular and had such a presence to him that made one outside of the family shiver in fear, Tazir was more on surprise. He had conquered one full galaxy, and had gotten filthy rich afterwards. He couldn't remember if Tazir had conquered any further galaxies or planets recently, but by the looks of the mansion his uncle was still very well off. KurukVile knocked again then they heard a yell. When the door was opened Master Vile felt as if his eyes had popped out of his head through his blue-tinted glasses. Standing in the doorway was not his uncle, TazirVile, but his father's mother, and his grandmother, Cyla.
"Kuru-Boo!" Cyla exclaimed when she saw her son. "What a surprise it is to see you!"
"Hello mother." KurukVile cringed at being called his boyhood name.
"Come here and give me a hug."
Master Vile stood gawking, his mouth was closed but he was sure that if he had been younger it would have been opened. Cyla and he had had a great relationship when he was growing up, he had been babysat by her quite a bit and he remembered that she'd always have a block of caramel in her pocket for him, even after he had graduated and conquered his first planet she had continued to do that. Cyla looked none her age of two hundred and five thousand ninety-six years, she looked very youthful still. She looked near the same when he had seen her fifteen thousand years ago except for one thing, her hair was different. Cyla was as beautiful as ever, she was six feet tall and much of that height was made up by her legs, she was wearing a black dress that was a shimmery red on the breast part down the middle of the body with shimmery red bell cuffs, the dress reached down to the ground, Master Vile saw when she moved her foot that she was wearing red heels. Cyla had a light blue face and body, but she had red blush, eyeshadow and lipstick on, she had beady blue eyes and barely a nose but that did amount to anything, she was a true beauty to Master Vile. Her red hair was wavy, she had dyed a few strands purple sometime in the past fifteen thousand years.
"My Kuru! You have gotten bigger since we last saw each other!" Cyla exclaimed after she hugged her son. "Been eating healthy? Is all this muscle?"
"All muscle, mother." KurukVile flexed his arm muscles, showing off. "Exercise, good food and a good wife to keep me in shape."
"Irka, how are you dear?" Cyla hugged Irka tightly. "My you are still so beautiful! Who's that..."
Master Vile felt it coming and he readied himself for it, the minute his grandmother saw him she rushed past her son and daughter-in-law and grabbed him up in a great big hug. As soon as the hug was over she started going around him, poking him with her fingers and running her hands over him. KurukVile stood leaning against the door frame, both he and Irka had slight smiles on their faces. When Cyla finished walking around him she encircled her arms around him again and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"I have not seen you in fifteen thousand years!" Cyla exclaimed. "My, KurukVile you have passed on that great bulk and muscle finely! He is hard muscle like you."
"Yes, I have noticed." KurukVile replied.
"We have much to catch up on and of course we have to speak on this very urgent matter of yours, Kuru." Cyla went inside the mansion. "Follow me."
"What... did... you... tell... them!" Master Vile stammered at his father, he found himself annoyed at his grandmother knowing his affairs.
"Enough." KurukVile replied then went inside the mansion.
The mansion was the same, the foyer had a gold chandelier hanging down in the center with two candlebras beside each side of the staircase which split and ran in two directions, two candlebras each stood on the end of the railings. The floor below was wooden and had a glowing rust red finish to it, a carpet ran from an archway which led to heavy wooden door, a hallway branched off in two directions when you reached the door. Master Vile had just to look at the photographs and artwork of bats and skulls and gruesome kites and fangs on the walls to know his uncle had changed not a bit. When his eyes landed on a portrait of his uncle holding a baby he nodded his head, he had figured from the toys on the porch and the swing on the tree and the swing on the far end of the porch that his uncle had a child. Cyla led them to the door at the end of the hallway beyond the arch then opened the door; KurukVile, Irka and Master Vile walked inside. When the door was closed behind them each took a seat.
The living room was not much changed, there was the dark red carpet that had white fang and bat designs which was underneath brown leather couches, there were portraits on the walls with a large bubble above their heads that showered them with golden-yellow light. A stone fireplace was in front of the room, it was unlit, the couches sat sideways from it. Master Vile took the brown leather seat, the one couch his parents had taken was big enough to accommodate them but the smaller one was barely enough to fit him. He had just sat down when the door opened and his uncle walked in with Cyla behind. TazirVile walked up to his brother and stared for a short while before he grabbed him up in a hug.
"It has been a thousand years since I've seen you!" TazirVile exclaimed. "Badness to BeeBees, my arms can barely fit around you now."
"You're bigger than you was a thousand years ago." KurukVile pointed out. "Stronger as well."
"Not as big as you, though." TazirVile replied. "Gosh, seems everytime I see you you get bigger. What have you been up to? Any good conquests?"
"Several." KurukVile answered. "Working on the Joga Galaxy now."
"That will be a walkover, much too easy for you, Brother." TazirVile said. "Irka, the years have done nothing to make you less beautiful."
"Hello Tazir, thank you." Irka smiled from her seat.
"Any further kids?" TazirVile asked Irka. "Or have you stomped my brother's advances."
"Never would stomp him, we have plans for more now." Irka replied.
When TazirVile turned and saw the dark robed being sitting in the brown leather chair he walked forward. Master Vile stood up but found himself near falling backwards, his uncle might not be as big as his father but he had accumulated some muscle on him in the past fifteen thousand years. His body, though thin still, was lanky and had a good firm muscle tone on it and his arms had slight muscle on them. TazirVile had silvery shiny eyes and two holes where a nose would be, his mouth was a bit wider than it was fifteen thousand years ago but was still shaped as a hole. He had light blue skin and wore goggled glasses over his eyes. His hands ended in suction cups but that didn't mean he was clumsy, he was far from it. TazirVile was wearing a burgundy tuxedo with a long tail, the belled cuffs were white as was his shirt, he wore burgundy shoes on his feet.
"I have a feeling we will have a lot to talk about." TazirVile said. "A lot to catch up on."
Master Vile let his father and uncle talk, TazirVile and Cyla had seated themselves on the vacant couch and listened intently. Master Vile learned that Cyla had moved in with his uncle after TazirVile had divorced his wife to help him with his daughter who was three hundred years old. KurukVile talked of his conquests in the Joga Galaxy then the conversation was put on hold for a short while as TazirVile went off to check on his daughter who had started crying. When he returned the conversation got serious.
"So what's troubling you so much, Brother?" TazirVile asked. "Something about a planet and a girl?"
"More the girl than the planet." KurukVile replied. "I'll let my son, here, to take over."
"Where to start..." Master Vile sat forward. "I found out three years ago that I had another daughter and..."
"Daughter?" Cyla interrupted. "You have children, Vile?"
Master Vile pulled his wallet out and started handing out photos, he handed out Rita's first then Rito's, he kept Angel's for last. Cyla looked at the photos first then handed them to TazirVile, who adjusted his goggles to get a better view of them.
"Who is that man with Rita?" Cyla asked.
"That is her all too arrogant and self promoting husband, Zedd." Master Vile snorted.
"He don't look her type, and he looks arrogant." Cyla sighed. "Kids these days just hop into marriage without getting to know the partner."
"Rito looks like you, Irka." TazirVile said. "A more masculine you, that is."
"Yes but he's the dumb one of my offspring." Master Vile sighed. "He's strong body-wise, but brain-wise he's as dumb as an OvraOx."
"That is a shame!" TazirVile sighed.
"Regardless, I love them both." Master Vile then handed Angel's photos out. "This is the daughter I am having the most trouble with."
Cyla noticed that the photos of the fiery red-haired woman were blurred as if someone had to take them fast. The woman was a real beauty, had fiery red hair and emerald-green eyes with a golden-yellow ring around the pupils and slightly tanned skin. She noticed that the woman looked powerful, she had a sword in one photo and was shooting an energy bolt in another. When TazirVile looked at the woman he nodded his head, he had read the stories in the papers about her. In one photo she was glancing at the camera, her eyes pulled sideways, it gave her an exotic look.
"What's the problem with her?" Cyla asked. "Pardon me for asking but I haven't kept up with the news of the universe lately."
"Angel, is her name, she was conceived somewhere between two hundred and two hundred and fifty years ago after I had a one nighter with a woman named Helen of Earth." Master Vile explained. "She was raised by her fraternal twin, by a different man. She is very powerful and I have been trying to capture her."
"Trying? Is she that much trouble?" Cyla asked.
"She's very powerful." Master Vile claimed. "She not only knows how to teleport and use energy attacks, but she also knows transformation and she has elemental abilities. Powers, excuse me."
"The gene skipped a generation and was picked up the next." TazirVile sighed. "Dad would be proud."
"He would be if she wasn't such a disrespectful brat!" KurukVile exclaimed. "She's kidnapped my wife once and injured my youngest son and daughter and even kidnapped my daughter..."
"Dad, end it." Master Vile sighed.
"You hush! And has injured her brother and sister and has been fighting both me, my wife and Vile here." KurukVile continued.
"She's a bit defiant." Master Vile said.
"More than a bit!" Irka exclaimed. "She was pregnant with Vile's child and..."
"Pregnant?" TazirVile repeated the word. "Vile's enacted the Prominent Family Law?"
"Yes, he has." KurukVile replied. "They do make a good pair. It's just the chore of catching her."
Master Vile stood up and walked over to the fireplace as his father and mother explained that his daughter-mate had gotten pregnant after the first union. He frowned and near blew up when the man was brought up that had helped Angel get an abortion then he started tapping his finger against his leg when Irka said that Angel was the one that was challenging his efforts of successfully conquering and taking over Earth, she even mentioned the shields that Angel had put up. When she was finished a quiet settled over the living room, Master Vile felt all eyes turned on him.
"She sounds like an ideal candidate for the Prominent Family Law." TazirVile said. "Do you know where she is?"
"No, she's with that frockin' male human no doubt!" Master Vile turned and unleashed his anger. "That damn gray-haired man who was with her when she tried to sabotage the Sperm Ward and who she was with when she got an abortion! He's trying his hardest to come in between her and me!"
"Please, I have a young daughter in my home." TazirVile raised his hand. "Don't curse, please. I ask nicely."
"I want my daughter-mate! Now, I want to get on Earth and find her, kick that man's ass and bring her to Gamma-Vile where we will start our life together." Master Vile yelled. "I'm sick of the nice routine! If she wants hard treatment, she'll get it! Injure her but don't kill! I want her caught and brought to me!"
"Calm down Son!" KurukVile shouted. "You will wake his daughter."
"Have some respect, Dear." Cyla said calmly. "You will get her."
"There's another reason why we have yet to capture her successfully." KurukVile spoke up. "You remember my oldest, Mother?"
"Yeah, Vile here." Cyla pointed at the seething Master Vile.
"No, not him." KurukVile said. "The child I had before him. Or children, I should say."
"Dione and Azone." TazirVile replied. "The truly mentally upset girls, as I remember them."
"Yes, them."
KurukVile explained that Azone had been killed by Master Vile after he had taken complete control of Gamma-Vile and had taken Dione captive. Master Vile balled his hand up into a fist as the old tale was told how he locked his older half-sister in the dungeon of his unfinished palace and had promised her a life of torture. TazirVile stood up and walked over to the fireplace, he stood in front of it for a short while then turned around. He had an unusual shine in his eyes.
"You went against tradition." he said to Master Vile. "In our family we leave our birth galaxy be. We don't conquer."
"Yes and he got disowned for it." KurukVile replied. "For fifteen thousand years, that is."
"Our father would have given him a lashing for even thinking about birth galaxy conquest." TazirVile said.
"Alright lets get it all out. Big bad Vile conquered the M51 galaxy, his birth galaxy, and was disowned for it!" Master Vile shouted. "He killed his sister, promised his living sister a life of torture and then she disappeared. So what! It's old history!"
"It's bad history, Vile." Cyla said. "You should be ashamed of yourself."
"Whatever! What does this have to do with my daughter-mate? Why am I here and not on Earth trying to find and capture her?" Master Vile turned to his father. "Why did you bring me here? I have work to do!"
Master Vile, when he got no answer, made a snorting sound then walked to the front of the room. He was about to leave when his father called him back. Although he didn't walk back, he didn't leave either. KurukVile spoke a few words with Cyla and TazirVile then stood up, he walked over to his son and plopped his hand on his shoulder. He could feel the anger, the deep stinking rage, boiling inside of his son and he was glad for it. To him, it would have a use soon.
"Dione is a dangerous character." TazirVile sighed. "Would you, by any means, be wanting our help?"
"If you're willing we're accepting." KurukVile replied.
"I'll have my ship ready in an hour." TazirVile stood up. "I'll have to bring my daughter, if you don't mind."
"She'll be safe." Irka said. "We'll make sure she won't come to harm."
"You'd better!" TazirVile walked past Master Vile and swung the door open. "My child is my life, as I am sure Vile's children are his. Eshal! Time to wake up baby girl!"
That was all a week ago, now they were back and he had his own oldest daughter for that. He had specifically ordered for Rita and Rito to stay with the ship that was located near Angel Grove but Rita had decided to scout around, looking for her sister, trying to help him out. Although he gave her an earful he did thank her and was proud that she found her sister. He had hitched a ride with TazirVile and Cyla on TazirVile's KiSku Ship, an immense gold and black ship shaped like a Kite with an alien skull in the center akin to TazirVile's likeness only with a forked tongue coming from it. The ship had full purple rugs in all of the hallways and rooms with light brown walls where real bats hung from pegs, their wings stretched to their utmost length and theier mouths open in forever scream. Master Vile had stayed in his assigned chamber throughout the trip, not bothering to come out and there was one reason for that: his father. KurukVile and he were fighting furiously now, Master Vile was still showing quite a bit of anger and his father was trying to suppress it, only when he did he would add his usual brand of insults to the mix.
Master Vile had seen EshalVile, his uncle's young daughter, once. She was a rather adorable little thing that adored her father. She had her father's skin color and hands but she had a nose and green cat-like eyes and her cheek bones were set up high and she had blue hair with purple bangs. She had been wearing a red dress with a black ribbon around the waist, TazirVile had made sure to make all the appropriate accommodations for her, he had brought a box of toys and other items for her which included a few books on start-up magic and abilities. As soon as the KiSku landed on Earth Master Vile ordered for his SkullTerra to be relocated to the area, his father had done the same thing. He was sure that his daughter knew something was up, they had entered with a bang and he was sure they were not going to leave empty handed. When his ship had arrived he had ordered his servants to clear the area, to his annoyance KurukVile had done the same. TazirVile had brought along a staff of ten servants, two cooks and three maids with him but all were still on the ship.
"Is it ever hot in this location!" TazirVile exclaimed as he walked down the small ramp that had a silver finish to it. "This is where she was last located?"
"This is." Master Vile replied. "Rita, over here."
"Dad! Glad to see you!" Rita hugged her father quickly.
"Rita, this is your great-uncle, TazirVile." Master Vile introduced his uncle.
"What a pretty young lady you are." TazirVile bowed. "Nice to meet you, we will have plenty of time to get to know each other."
Triskull and Dara Dara ran up and wrapped TazirVile in big hugs which he returned. When Rito walked out of his father's ship TazirVile walked over and introduced himself, the two of them had a pleasant conversation for a short while until TazirVile looked up. He adjusted his goggled glasses once then excused himself and went back to his ship. When he exited he had a large spyglass, he set that up in the sand and looked through it then gestured for KurukVile to come forward. KurukVile took one look through the spyglass then nodded his head.
"Vile! Get over here boy." KurukVile barked. "I was not expecting for this to happen yet."
Master Vile walked forward, in the pit of his stomach he knew something was up, when he looked through the spyglass his feeling was confirmed. There was Angel being carried off by the gray-haired man, he watched them disappear behind a dune then he smiled. He smiled even more when he saw the gray-haired man peek over the dune and look through a spyglass of his own at him. He couldn't be sure, but he thought he saw several others peeking up from the dune.
"Perfect timing." he said, he rubbed his hands together.
"Lets flush them out." KurukVile said. "I saw several other women with that man."
"Several? What, he have a harem?" Master Vile shook his head. "Horrible how some men treat their women, using them like that."
"I saw four, including Angel." KurukVile said.
"I saw five." TazirVile spoke up. "Three blondes, one brown, one black haired and the redhead."
"My daughter." Master Vile growled. "What else did you see?"
"Two other mature males, looked younger than the gray-haired male, and two twin girls." TazirVile reported. "About as young as my Eshal."
"A family unit, by the sound of it." Irka walked up. "I read that in this region there are some tribes that act that way. They add new members, from time to time I read."
"Well, Mr. Gray Head, you won't be keeping my daughter in your unit for long." Master Vile walked off, he started to hike his robe up and tie it around the belt that held his pants up. "Lets do the flushing."
Atlas had carried her over the dune and placed her down gently, Angel discovered quickly that Atlas had a stash in the dune. A spyglass, a few canteens, some bread, some knives and three rifles were stashed under the sand in a wooden box. Atlas passed out the rifles quickly to Julius and Hannibal then hesitated before taking one himself, Angel thought he was going to hand her the rifle but he wasn't acting like he was intending on her fighting. He also gave out the knives then took out the spyglass. He surveyed what was over the dune, Aphra, Alexis and Claudia would periodically pop up to see what was going on and he'd bark an order at them in Arabic which made them drop back out of sight. After a few seconds of surveying, he slid down the side of the dune and slid the strap of his rifle over his shoulder before looking up at them. Aphra, Helen with the twin girls, Claudia and Selma started walking, when Alexis stayed on her knees he walked forward and nudged her up with the back of his rifle. She ran off, catching up with the others in no time. Angel walked some distance behind the group, this annoyed Atlas but he didn't charge at her or speak. Julius and Hannibal walked on either side of their father, the straps of their rifles slung over their shoulders and their rifles cocked, ready to fire if needed. When Angel dropped back further Atlas charged at her and pushed her with his rifle, she turned and glared at him which made him swing his rifle at her, it caught against her left shoulder, pain shot down her left arm for a few seconds.
"What's with the guns?" Angel asked. "Do not hit me with that thing again!"
"Git movin'!" Atlas demanded. "Yeh meh gal now, yeh move! I tell yeh later if yeh behave."
There was a roar behind them then Angel saw Atlas turn, she found out fast what the gun really was and she was totally surprised by it! The gun, when fired, shot a yellow beam which exploded when it struck the sand. Her grandfather had charged out of the dune nearest them and was running right for them, he had dodged far left to avoid being shot then added a burst of speed which had Atlas shove Hannibal forward. Hannibal grabbed Angel's arm and ran with her, the group of girls ahead were already running, they were running for a rocky path it seemed. When Angel turned around she saw that Atlas and Julius were facing her grandfather. She worried more for her grandfather than Atlas and pulled loose of Hannibal's grip. He turned around, shouted something in Arabic, then turned back around and continued running, following the girls ahead of him.
The laser gun was a useless weapon, KurukVile knew this well as he had been shot at by them before. He allowed himself to be fired upon five times then charged forward, he grabbed the chubby black-haired man's gun first and split it in two. The man punched him in the face and said something in a bizarre language which e laughed at them he punched him back. The man fell back on the sand, his jaw broken. The older male fired five times, all the while running to the side of the fallen man. When he got to the man that KurukVile had just injured he knelt down, he assisted the man up then shoved him back, the man ran in the direction that the group of women with the two young children and the other male who had grabbed Angel had run in.
"Yeh no git Angel!" the gray haired man yelled at him. "She meh gul now! Yeh tell dat Veel guy dat! I will fight, I will fight fah meh girl!"
"Then fight then Mr. Big Pants." KurukVile laughed. "Be warned though, you're not much for me, I'll have you snapped like a twig in less than a second though."
A sand blast made KurukVile look up, he saw Angel running at him and he decided to forget the rifle wielding man and head for her. He charged past the man, who tried to tackle him, then was stopped in his tracks by a sand wave. He was driven back a foot then charged forward again, he made a sand whirlpool which near had Angel caught but she made a slab of Earth rise to prevent her from sinking. She made sand balls and threw them at him then she sent fire blasts and a combination of sand and wind attacks which he had to admit, were right powerful! He had to shield his face from the sand, he could taste the sand in his mouth and his fiery red eyes were watery. It was during his covering of his face that the gray-haired man tackled him down to the ground. The man punched him in three places; in his face, his stomach and his groin, then took off running for Angel.
Angel was surprised herself over how powerful her attacks were, she wasn't defending Atlas but was in a way saving him from a very gruesome ending. She had just made her grandfather cover his face when Atlas tackled him and then had found herself in a messy situation. Atlas charged at her, his gun raised and pointed at her. She leaped a foot away from him then turned and fled, away from where the group with Hannibal and Julius in hot pursuit had gone. Atlas caught up to her in no time, he was like a mad Bull, he shoved her in the correct direction then ran with the muzzle of his gun stuck in her back. KurukVile was up and running at them, his fiery red eyes glowing bright with anger, but Angel and Atlas found a new problem to contend with. Master Vile with Triskull behind him, charged from their right. Master Vile swung his hand hard, it made a whistling sound then Atlas yelled in pain, when Angel looked back she saw that Atlas had stopped and was firing at her father, his arm was cut open from when her father's fingernails had sliced him. She turned back and ran for him, it was at that time that she saw Triskull veer away from Atlas and come for her. She saw Atlas' sword and ran for it, she grabbed it quickly from his sheath and that was enough to make him pull back and avoid having his head whapped from his neck as when she did Atlas ducked and tried to grab her. She turned and faced Triskull, who grinned at her evilly.
"So, caught you cheating on my brother." Triskull tsked. "Foe shame, girl. Foe shame, you know better, you're marked. You belong to Vile!"
"I belong to no one." Angel snarled back.
"Yeh be meh gal!" Atlas yelled back. "Lits git dat streeght! Yeh meh gal, meh..."
"I've heard enough!" Master Vile charged forward.
Angel started fighting Triskull hard, she swung the sword from the left and right then she swung it up trying to make her uncle's sword fly out of his hand. When it didn't she swung around, the sword's blade pointing down at the ground. Triskull was amazed, his niece seemed to of either picked up some new skills with the sword or she had been holding some of her moves in check in their past fights. When Angel swung Atlas' sword around in a figure-8, Triskull had no choice but to back off. He did so in pain, Angel had sliced his leg open as well as his arm and had severed two fingers from his hand. She didn't let him just back off, she made him fly off by making an air funnel that sent him flying through the air. He landed twenty feet away.
Atlas was having a tough time with Master Vile, it seemed that with every punch he sent at Master Vile he'd be punched back four times more. His nose was broken, his cheeks were sliced open and were bleeding, his lower lip was cut open and he had gashes on his arms and legs from where Master Vile's had swung his hand and his long blue fingernails had caught against his flesh. Master Vile was not even sweating or breathing hard, he purely toying with the man. A hard left hook of his sent the man flying back. He was about to end it forever when an air blast sent him sliding back.
"Hey old man, ya decided to pick on the scrubs now eh?" Angel called out to him. "Growing soft and old on me?"
"Angel, not right now honey." Master Vile said to her. "I'll get to you in just a second."
Angel didn't get a chance to say anything else, as suddenly a new combatant showed up. He slid into her and she fell onto the sandy ground with a thud. When she got up she almost bit off the tip of her tongue, she had seen this being before, in a photograph but he was different now. It was the brother, the only brother, of her grandfather. He had exchanged a too-thin body for a lanky body with some muscle on the upper torso and arms, his mouth had changed some but was still in the shape of an O. He still looked like a Gray Alien, had the upside down teardrop head, light blue skin, two holes where a nose would be but, unlike a Gray Alien he had large shiny silvery eyes that were hidden behind a pair of goggled glasses. He was wearing a black tuxedo top that had buttons going down from the left shoulder to the right side of his waist, black pants and black shoes, she wasn't sure if he was wearing a white shirt under his black button tuxedo top or not but there were bell cuffs coming down from the wrists of the shirt. She sent a lava stream at this new threat and he ducked low, when he did so he resembled a spider.
"So this is the great-niece I have yet to meet." the new combatant said.
"I'm aware of your father's name, I know who you are." Angel yelled back. "Say ya goodbyes!"
She started throwing sand and dust at the brother of her grandfather and he was able to, somehow, sneak past them. He ran at Angel with the grace of a cat and she was caught unprepared. He collided with her hard then backed off, he wiggled his suction cupped fingertips at her and she felt pain in her arms, when she looked down she saw globs of blue that were smoking on her arms. The next thing that happened was new to Angel, a new ability with one of her elemental powers which she had no idea she possessed. She glanced up, glared then flames shot from her mouth and her eyes at the same time. The brother of KurukVile howled when they struck him and he went sailing, a shower of gold sparks falling in his wake.
Atlas was putting as much fight as he had into Master Vile, he had a new strength when he saw Angel. He swung harder and he kicked more precisely, Master Vile was taken aback by this at first then grabbed him and body slammed him to the ground. Atlas coughed, having lost half of his breath, before he could get up Angel stepped in front of him. She glared at her father and, again, flames shot from her mouth and her eyes, again, at the same time. Master Vile's mouth dropped, he was stunned by this new ability and in the beauty of his daughter as she performed it. When the attack struck him and sent him flying he was proud. In his mind, his daughter was getting more powerful and that would be even better for their offspring together.
"Atlas!" Angel grabbed Atlas' shoulder. "Get up now!"
Atlas pulled himself up to his feet and gently pushed Angel behind him. He backed up a few steps then felt great pain in his chest. He looked down to see three slash marks and a purple substance on his chest, the substance was smoking and it hurt him a lot! He looked up in time to see KurukVile's brother charge at him, he charged at the Gray Alien-looking man and swept him off of his feet. Both men fell to the ground and started wrestling, Atlas started throwing punches then felt more pain, more pain in his chest and in his stomach. Angel ran forward and air swiped him from the being underneath of him. Seeing her father and her grandfather charging at her she used all the muscle in her body and made a great air wave. She made it above her head then swung it down. The brother of KurukVile howled and turned, the air wave took the skin from his shoulders and back. Seeing the situation as it was; her father and grandfather still fresh and full of fight, her being tired and Atlas being beat up and the new enemy, Angel figured it was time to leave. She ran over to Atlas and placed her hand on his shoulder. She teleported them to the stone path that Atlas' wife, harem girls and children had ran to.
"Where are the others?" Angel asked. "Did they get them or..."
"Nah, dey safe." Atlas replied, he coughed twice then grabbed her arm and pulled her down. "Dis be a safe place, no magic bein' allowed here. Dis path, no pa or granpa be comin' in."
"Interesting that there's a path like this here." Angel replied. "Where do you think the others are?"
"Home, dey found de toonel an' got zapped dare." Atlas stood up, he was a bleeding and tired mess. "I's proud yeh, gul. I gots a good mate in yeh, good an' loyal! Lets go home."
Angel only followed behind Atlas out of concern for him, not out of love or admiration or because she was being loyal, he was stumble-walking and was breathing heavily. When they reached a cave, with a tunnel inside, Angel discovered that there where magical places in Egypt. She and Atlas were beamed from the tunnel to Atlas' mountain stronghold in less than a second, it proved enough for Atlas. He collapsed, an exhausted and still bleeding and now bruised and swollen in places, man. As soon as he fell a group of his people surrounded him, a group of strong men gently picked him up and led him to his palace where they took him to his chamber, a doctor was called in immediately. Angel went to the courtyard and saw, to her relief, that the harem girls and Helen were there, she automatically knew that the twin girls and Hannibal and Julius were there as well, this was proved correct when the four ran in saying that Atlas was awake. Hannibal stayed behind while Julius led the large family unit to Atlas' chambers.
"He's asked for you to go to your chambers." Hannibal said to her. "And stay there, my father will be on bed rest for a week. A doctor has been called to check on you and the baby."
"On me and the what?" Angel asked, she blinked her eyes twice.
"You're pregnant, five months I'd say." Hannibal replied. "You've been here a month and a half in outside time, in the mountain stronghold of my father time goes much faster, you've been here six months total."
"That is impossible!" Angel exclaimed. "I can't be pregnant and I cannot of been here for six months!"
"My father will explain soon." Hannibal started to lead her to her chamber. "Take it easy."