When the shield was blasted down KurukVile, naturally, had turned around to avoid risk of his face being struck by and fragments. His first thought was like that of the others, why had the shield gone down in that way. It was quickly answered when he heard the Dacops Crystal say that it had been activated and that there was ten minutes before any planet he had walked on would be destroyed. His eyes grew hot with his anger over his Crystal's activation, he walked forward into Angel Grove confidently, stewing in this new rage. He felt like someone had tried to steal something from him, this feeling was justified by the Dacops Crystal again belting out in its voice that it had been activated and there was less than ten minutes for it to be deactivated before it would destroy all of the planets he ruled over and any of the planets he had touched. The monsters in his army behind him followed him into Angel Grove, they did so reluctantly and fearfully, he understood well. They were on a planet that a Crystal, his Crystal, was declaring to be destroyed soon.
He knew Irka and his mother and father were behind him, they let the monsters capture the civilians and send to an area outside of Angel Grove. They walked past a theater, then a baseball diamond that's artificial grasses had been pulled cleanly out from the ground, when they passed a Juice Bar that was near demolished and on its side they heard the Dacops Crystal again. Six minutes left, it said. KurukVile walked faster, he had a job to do and he would have to do it fast.
Angel was tearing the flesh of her hands to turn the shards back to their original position, her white hair hung in her face and she swung her head back. The clock had wound down to five and a half minutes, not a lot of time to correct what she had done. She strained hard, her body was battered and beaten and her arm was draining away her energy, she felt her life forces falling from her just because of her arm being severely cut open. Four minutes left, the Dacops Crystal had just said four minutes left. She tried harder, straining her body, using every ounce of strength in her. When the shard she had in her hand still wouldn't budge she screamed then fell back on the ground. She pulled herself back and sat with the rangers, Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell were standing in doleful quiet.
"I'm sorry..." Angel said sadly. "I truly am sorry."
"Don't put yourself down," Kat sighed. "not your fault."
"I should have left that thing at my grandfather's fortress." Angel sighed. "What I was thinking, I have no idea. Now, everything we've worked for is about to be wiped clean."
"You had good intentions." Lieutenant Rollins sighed. "Thought you could send your grandfather away by sending it away."
Angel stood up, she brushed her now white hair out of her face and walked over to the Dacops Crystal. She looked closely at the Crystal, she tried again to move a shard and again it wouldn't budge. Three minutes left, she grabbed another shard and tried again. Again and again and again, each shard just wouldn't budge. In a fit of frustrated rage, Angel grabbed a slab of concrete and held it above the Crystal, she thought, why not, wouldn't hurt anything. She was about to drop it when she was sent flying back by a blue lightning bolt that encircled her body, electrocuting her. When she landed she found herself ten feet from the Crystal. As if out of a movie, her grandfather stepped out from a pillar of smoke. He walked up to the Crystal and started moving its shards. She heard each shard click as he moved it back, when he had finished turning the shards back to their original positions there was a pop then the light that had come up from the Crystal dissipated, the Crystal released from the asphalt. KurukVile Surfeit, the Dacops Crystal's only owner, picked the Crystal up as if nothing had happened.
"Of all the beings in the universe," her grandfather said when he turned and faced her, the rangers, Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell. "you humans are really the lowest forms. Not even evolved over combustion vehicles. Count your blessings my son has your planet in his rulership. Now maybe you and your weak minds will grow."
The second KurukVile had finished berating the humans that had been near the Dacops Crystal when he had walked up to it he teleported to his fortress home. Irka and his mother and father followed. He placed the now fully complete Dacops Crystal on its podium and pressed a button, it became circled by red and white lines. This was one of the new security measures in his home, it would burn a hand completely off if one was to try to take his Crystal again. When he was done replacing his Crystal back in its appropriate place he backed up. His shoulders and chest were heaving up and down, Irka, who was behind him, heard a whistling sound coming from him as he breathed which concerned her some. She was about to go to him when he turned and exited the room.
He walked into his in-home bar and poured himself a Bourshon and Male, one of the most stiffest of drinks on Gamma-Vile and one of which he had not had in quite a while. It was a stiff drink for a reason, it'd knock any man who drank it back a foot. The reason why it had the word Male on the label was because females never touched it, if one would ever have the guts to do so she'd be headed to a hospital quick. When he poured himself his drink, he usually poured it into a tiny glass which would look deformed in his large hand but this time, being as angry as he was, he poured himself a large glass.
"We'll wait a day and a half before we head back, my love." he said to his wife. "Angel's being caught, if I have to cripple her she will be caught."
"Take it easy dear." Irka said to her husband, her eyes were on the drink he had just poured for himself.
"I'll be out of it for a day and a night," KurukVile drank his drink in one big full gulp. "aft...mosht."
Angel was running around with half of her mind intact, the rest was scattered and the majority of the reason was because of her hair color. She had tried a spell and a charm to turn it back to its original color but neither had worked, she had tried forcing her hair back to its original color by making her body engulfed in flames and even that had not worked. The citizens of Angel Grove were all nicely organised in a large camp, Master Vile had already started teaching them their lessons on who their new ruler was. It was just Angel, Lieutenant Charles Rollins, Captain Ned O'Nell and the rangers who were outside of the camp, Angel had led them into the sewer tunnels and out of Angel Grove, when she had turned back saying she was going to save the rest Lieutenant Rollins had grabbed her and pulled her back. They were refugees on their own planet, and the one that normally led them was half there with them. Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell found that they had to take over and act as dual leaders. Angel took over long enough to teleport them to Egypt then lead them to an oasis where they took up a temporary stay. At night they all crammed into a cave, it was a tight fit and it made each miserable but they had to, during the day they mostly stood under the trees.
"How long has it been now?" Aisha asked. "Feels like forever."
"Forever." Lieutenant Rollins replied. "I'd say a good four or five days, give or take a day or two."
"Three days." Angel answered. "Fully, it's been three days."
"How come Master Vile didn't attack here?" Kat asked. "It looks as if he barely touched this location."
"No people. No viewable civilizations." Angel responded. "No reason."
There were Dates, Citrus, Olive, Apricot and Carob trees that they got most of their food from and the mature men would head off to hunt but they would always come back empty-handed. Angel messed around with her hair, trying to make a spell to change it back to its true color but it again stayed white. She slammed his fists to the sand and exclaimed in a loud moan. Kat understood, she understood her well. If her hair had changed colors on her without any say on her part she would be pissed and if it couldn't be changed back or wouldn't change back she would become very upset. A woman's hair, after all, was one of the things that made a woman pretty. Angel still looked beautiful, but with her hair being the color it was she just didn't look natural anymore. Her hair looked very fake.
"So, you was here before?" Kat asked, she was just trying to get Angel to talk and not be so upset.
"No, it's on the other side of Atlas' mountain stronghold." Angel answered. "He never took us here when I was forced on his parading about walks."
"Do you think we'll see him?" Kat asked, when Angel looked up at her sharply she changed the subject. "So, how was Deocomos?"
"Odd, like a scene from The Fifth Element." Angel replied. "Makes me wonder how creativity works, now that I've seen the place."
"Do you think maybe one day you can take us to a different planet?" Kat asked. "I wouldn't mind experiencing tha universe some."
"Depends on the planet." Angel answered, she laughed slightly. "But yes, maybe one day I will."
Lieutenant Rollins, Angel and Jason were all out one night, the only time appropriate to do any hunting because of the temperatures in their location. Angel had found herself feeling a little better, although she wanted her hair color back she would continuously say over and over to herself it's only a hair color. Lieutenant Rollins and Jason, gently and without meaning any harm to her or her feelings, sent her back to the camp. With her saying it's only a hair color over and over they were afraid that she'd scare away any game. Didn't matter, they returned again empty-handed. When they returned they found that there was a caravan of Camels in their location and that Angel, Kat and Aisha were directly in a circle. Tommy, Captain O'Nell, Adam, Billy were acting as if they were protecting the girls. Grabbing the rock he had brought along with him, Lieutenant Rollins ran forward, Jason was at his heels with his spear.
"What's going on?" Lieutenant Rollins demanded. "Who are these people?"
"Bedouins," Angel replied, she stood up only to fall back down. There was a trail of blood going down from her temple. "from a tribe north of here. One of the tribes that Atlas was worried about."
"Go on! Get out of here!" Lieutenant Rollins shouted, he tossed his rock then started flailing his arms. "What do they want?"
"The women." Tommy exclaimed. "They want the women."
They were surrounded on all sides in no time, the Bedouins of the Woolow tribe up north had sent a scout to get more of their people, more of their men, to come assist them. Captain O'Nell was struck on the side of the head by a mace, the same mace that had struck Angel earlier. Tommy and Billy were tackled but the men that tackled them backed off, acting as if they were only mock fighting. Angel stood up several times, only to fall back. The swingers of them mace's were big, strong and well muscled men and when their mace's hit they made one see stars for a while. Seeing as how the situation was, Lieutenant Rollins started herding the group around the mountain. He'd periodically charge forward then pull back, throw stones and anything else that was around that he could throw but the pickings were slim. In one of his charges he was able to grab a sword from one of the men, he used that a few times and drove the Bedouins off a distance. Angel wasn't really walking, she was merely staggering around almost tripping over her feet. Captain O'Nell was doing the same, both she and Captain O'Nell were in far back of the group, Kat and Aisha were trying to help them but they would be sent off quick.
This went on for hours, they finished around the Crystal Mountains then went straight, Angel got her bearings straight and was able to fight. She sent a lot of the Bedouins flying with her air and sand swipes, an arrow pierced through her arm just as the sun was climbing the horizon. Her left arm had been wrapped up by Lieutenant Rollins, he had ripped a piece of his shirt off and wrapped it up tightly with that. Now with an arrow through that arm more blood flowed. She felt dizzy, she was not in a good situation! She had not yet recovered from bleeding so much blood and now with more bleeding from her she felt as if she was draining away. She reached over and snapped the arrow in half. With as much power as she could muster, she swung her arms wide and made the slabs of Earth underneath her, Captain O'Nell and Lieutenant Rollins and the rangers flip. Her powers drained completely and her attempt at saving her group was useless, they popped up a mile from the Bedouins, right in front of the shield she had been demanded to make by Atlas. The Bedouins got up on their Camels, horses and Mules and charged at them. Lieutenant Rollins grabbed Angel up and carried her limp body in his arms. As they ran they screamed, some screamed for help others screamed incoherently.
"There is something going on up ahead of us." Hannibal said to his father. "Lot of Camel tracks and footprints."
"Bedwons." Atlas replied. "Dey was a group on oter side last night."
"Should we continue, dad?" Hannibal asked.
Atlas nodded his head and mounted his horse, he had been searching in vain for almost a week for Angel and, although Helen was telling him to forget it, that she was lost, he had a different feeling. He had read the paper, the one from el-Bawiti, about how there was heavy fighting going on in America and he wasn't sure but he thought he had seen Angel in the photograph the article had associated with it. Atlas kicked his horse forward, following the Camel tracks. He had been trained how to follow both prey and tracks from domesticated beasts from his father at a young age in this very stretch of desert, and he had done the same with his sons. Hannibal grabbed his spear and jumped up on his horse, he followed his father as did the group of hardened warriors behind him.
He had looked frantically for Angel, even after his family had gotten to the Bahariya Oasis he had started looking. He knew her father was in the area and he had scouted his camp, when he hadn't seen her he had looked west. After two long hours he had led his family back to his stronghold, constantly looking over his shoulder and from left to right, hoping she would return. She hadn't and he had scrounged up a search party to find her quickly after getting back to her mountain stronghold. It had started out as fifty men, but after each day he had lost ten. He had understood, it didn't take long to waste out in the desert and most of the men he had scrounged up already thought of her as a goner. After almost a week, he had just ten men and his youngest son, Hannibal.
"Deys blood!" Atlas exclaimed, he leaped off of his horse and went to the trail of blood on the sand that had already become caked and dried by the sun.
"It looks old, pop." Hannibal said, he had dismounted and was at his father's elbow.
"La! No, steel sticky." Atlas said as he rubbed the blood in between his fingers.
"The blood goes this wah..." Hannibal started following the blood then stopped. He called his father over quickly.
"Dem Bedwons huntin' someting pretty bad." Atlas said as he held the broken arrow up. "Dis broke."
"Did it break on its own?" Hannibal asked.
"La! No, dis been broket!" Atlas toss the arrow down and ran to his horse. He jumped up into the saddle and pushed his horse into a fast canter.
They rode on, their horses were sleek with sweat but they never faltered as their masters drove them at fast paces. These horses were the best stock around, Atlas' father had bred their ancestors, as had his father and his father and his father before him. There were bays, blacks, burnished copper sorrels and grays, not one had extra weight on them. Each was sleek, shined and well cared for, each had a fire in their eyes, each had been born in sand and raised in fine stables, some had even been raised inside shacks with families. Some were mares and some were stallions, the horse that Atlas rode, a sleek and well balanced gray, was one he had raised inside his palace. Onward they went, a ground of twelve, all equipped with swords, spears, mace's and slingshots, Atlas had a laser gun strapped around his shoulder but if there was a fight between a group of Bedouins and his group he'd not touch it. It was the law of the land, you fight fair or not at all. They were well equipped, more so than the still very behind in technology Bedouins in the region, but they knew what was right and what was wrong.
Lieutenant Rollins collapsed just before they reached the Oasis, a lush green area just before him. Angel had recovered some but she was terribly weak. The sun above had made the others feel drained and they fell just ahead of him. The Bedouins behind, that had simply slowed their Camels, horses and Mules to a meager trot, kicked their animals forward faster. The Lieutenant crawled forward on his hands and knees, he placed himself over Angel and turned over. Tommy, Jason, Billy and Adam and Captain O'Nell had formed a weak ring around Kat and Aisha. Just before the Bedouins got to them Lieutenant Rollins felt movement behind him. Angel shoved her arms forward and made a weak, but efficient, reverse sand wave which blew them all into the Oasis. Her poor arm was a bloody mess, sand had gotten into the wounds and the Lieutenant's quick fix bandage had fallen off. Flesh waved in the air and blood trickled slowly making trails where she had walked. The second they were in the Oasis they saw a lake and ran forward. Each quenched their thirst quickly, they drank like animals, slapping their heads into the water and slurping big gulps. Angel had just lifted her head up when one of the Bedouins grabbed her by her white hair. She was pulled back roughly, weak as she was she put up a fight. She forced weak bolts of energy from her fingers, made weak sand waves, sent weak fire and air blasts at her attackers. Lieutenant Rollins, Captain O'Nell and the rangers were quickly grabbed up. They were all brought to an area away from the Oasis and lined up, all on their knees.
"What's he saying, Angel?" Adam asked, the lead Bedouin was speaking Arabic which he couldn't understand.
"Beats me, buddy." Angel breathed heavily. "I don't know Arabic."
"I know some words." Captain O'Nell grabbed Aisha and Kat's arms and held them close. "Something about women, nisaa... that means women."
"Anything else?" Lieutenant Rollins asked his friend.
"Think we're about to find out." Captain O'Nell answered.
Atlas rode over the dune at a fast gallop, he pulled his horse up quick when he saw the group of Bedouins standing in front of a group of mostly men with three women. A Bedouin was grabbing one of the women, the one with white hair, up from the sand and was carrying her off. He hated that, yes a man should discipline his woman if she should be disrespectful but if that woman was not his own he had no right to touch her. He had a feeling that the Bedouins in front of him had just happened on the group and were plain taking advantage that they had three women. He grabbed his sword and pulled it from his sheath then kicked his horse forward, he gripped his long legs about the girth of his horse and yelled his battle cry, behind him he heard his son and the ten men do the same.
Angel was dropped as soon as the small group of men ran over the dune on their horses. The group of Bedouins that had dogged them for so long charged forward, grabbing their swords and swinging them madly. The man in front felled two at once before jumping off of his horse, a lovely gray stallion that had a gold-like shine to him and a finely made, dished-profile head. She ran back to her group that were getting up and gave them a look. They turned and fled into the Bahariya Oasis. When Angel looked back she saw that the leader of the group that had attacked the Bedouin group's facial veil had been removed, her pupils grew small as she recognized him as Atlas, the man that had forced her to be in his harem for several months. She led her group into the trees and hid among them inside the small, but surprisingly long, cave.
"They're running off." Hannibal said, he walked up to his father as he saw the remnants of the Bedouin group running off.
"I see'd dat." Atlas replied, he pulled his facial veil off and wiped his face with it. "Dat oter group, wey dey?" When one of his men spoke in Arabic and pointed to the Oasis he nodded and mounted his horse.
They heard the hooves and grew tense, everyone's breathing was heavy from the run and from the sheer fear of what had just happened. It echoed in the cave that they were in, Angel thought she heard Kat or Aisha starting to sob but she wasn't sure. The thuds of the hooves stopped then they were footsteps and branches being moved to the side. Lieutenant Rollins pulled Angel back behind him, he had a stick in his hand which had thorns on it, his hand was bloody from having grabbed it while fleeing. When the footsteps stopped they waited in silence, everyone's heaving breathes had stopped. Lieutenant Rollins had just tensed up when a hand reached into the cave. With a wild Hyena's scream he drove the thorned stick forward and punctured the palm of the hand. Whoever the hand belonged to, they knew he was experiencing pain as the stick went back with him when he withdrew his hand.
"Move back!" Lieutenant Rollins demanded to his group. "Move back I say!"
"We can't!" Billy said, he had been the first to enter the cave and was the one furthest back. "I'm as far as the cave goes!"
"Shit!" Lieutenant Rollins cursed.
The hand reached in again and yanked the Lieutenant out, he was body slammed to the soft green sand grasses hard and lost his breath by a darkly tanned man that had a burly body. He had no choice but to stay lying in the sand grass, when he had been body slammed he had lost all feeling in his arms and legs. Captain O'Nell, Tommy, Adam, Kat and Aisha were pulled out. Five men grabbed them before they could run off, the burly darkly tanned man next pulled out Jason, Angel and Billy. When all were out the man turned, he yelled something that they couldn't understand then he gave Lieutenant Rollins a swift kick before picking him up. The rangers, Captain O'Nell, Angel and Lieutenant Rollins were shoved out of the cover of the trees to the lake's edge. The man who had the Lieutenant took him over to a rock and held his hand over a rock.
"What's he doing?" Aisha asked fearfully. "Why is he taking out his sword?"
Angel didn't answer, she ran forward and tackled the man with the sword. He was no match for her, she knew that, but her tackle had thrown him off guard and he released the Lieutenant who scrambled off before being recaptured. The burly man who had darkly tanned skin and black hair, reached back and threw her off of him. He gave her a glancing, anger-filled look, before he walked over to the Lieutenant again. The law of the desert was an eye for an eye, a wound for a wound. Lieutenant Rollins had cut the man's palm with the thorny stick, he was about to either have his hand cut off or have it plain cut. Angel ran forward when she saw the man draw his sword up, although she was grabbed up by another man she was able to fire off a weak bolt of lightning which made the man turn towards her in shock.
"Angel?" Atlas walked up to her and stared at her intently. "Dat yeh?"
"Call the man off, Atlas!" Angel demanded, she pointed at the burly man behind Atlas.
Lieutenant Rollins had no idea of what was going on but suddenly the man who had stepped up in front of Angel turned around and barked out something in Arabic. The burly man who had tried to either end his life, or remove his hand, stepped away, he re-sheathed his sword as he did so. Lieutenant Rollins was released and he ran over to the others, a sandy-blond haired man was knelt down beside Kat, Lieutenant Rollins was surprised when he found that the man spoke perfect English.
"You're fine now, you're safe." the sandy-blond haired man was saying to Kat.
"Angel I swear I'm going to throttle you!" Kat cried. "This wouldn't be happening if it wasn't for you!"
"Stop it." Captain O'Nell sighed. "Kat, it's not her fault."
"It is! If she wasn't here her father wouldn't be taking over our planet and we wouldn't be here!" Kat cried.
"Kat..." Tommy slid over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder, she pulled away.
"Angel Grove was destroyed because of Angel!" Kat screamed. "If it wasn't for Angel fighting Dione to get that fragment then..."
"If you haven't noticed, I was Crystally punished for what you're about to bring up." Angel held a lock of her hair up.
"Kat, Angel's just as much of a victim in this as we all are." Lieutenant Rollins sighed. "To put the blame fully on her isn't fair."
"Some of the blame can be placed on her though." Kat glared at Angel. "Her repairing the Dacops Crystal, if she wouldn't have touched it..."
"She had good intentions." Captain O'Nell pointed out.
"They backfired though!" Kat screamed.
"Enoof!"
Kat was hoisted up on one of the Camels that the Bedouins had left behind while Aisha was given a boost up onto the back of a Mule. Tommy and Adam rode double on a Camel while Billy and Jason rode double on a horse that looked very thin. Angel was riding double behind Atlas while Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell simply walked. There were no more spare animals to ride and neither of the men riding the horses wanted to ride double with another man. The ride was mostly quiet until they reached a tunnel, the man named Atlas who led the group ushered out some orders in Arabic and suddenly, the rangers, Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell were surrounded.
"My father is right miffed at you for running off." Hannibal told Angel after she had bathed and changed into a pair of clothes that Atlas had instructed for her to wear.
"I'll deal with his anger later, at the moment I have more concerning matters to deal with." Angel replied. "Are you aware of the situation in America? In a little town called Angel Grove?"
"No, I'm not one for reading news print." Hannibal answered. "Why, what's wrong?"
"My father had Angel Groves citizens in camps, he's giving them their lessons on their "new ruler"." Angel air quoted with her fingers on the new ruler part.
"That's not good." Hannibal said, he shuddered slightly.
"My grandfather also retrieved his Dacops Crystal," Angel added. "fully repaired, and sadly that is my fault on that one."
"Yes, that pretty girl said that already." Hannibal nodded his head.
"I need to speak to your father." Angel stood up. "Besides the Dacops Crystal being back with its owner, there's a new matter that is concerning."
Angel was wearing a pair of see through pants that were red and connected at the ankles, a tight red bra piece with silver coins hanging from it and one silver arm band. There was no veil around her hair and no jewelry on her other than the one arm band. When she stepped out of her chamber, the one she had occupied what seemed like so long ago across from Atlas' own chamber, she felt embarrassment because of her hair color. Hannibal was embarrassed to be escorting her to his father's Throne Room not because of her hair color, but because of what she had done almost a week before, running away from his father and not coming back.
When Angel reached Atlas' Throne Room she was almost blown away from shock. It seemed that a party was going on in the room, there was a long table which ran around one single corner that had a white cloth on it which held all types of food from fruits to vegetables to meat. Aphra was doing a belly dance which was definitely getting Atlas' attention, Selma and Alexis looked as they were stitching something together which had two colors on it, Helen was seated with Atlas. The minute Angel stepped into the Throne Room the atmosphere changed, everyone turned their eyes on her. Hannibal gave her a gentle shove then closed the door behind her and walked away leaving her with Atlas and his women.
"Pig!" Aphra walked up and punched her elbow.
"No more like a ghost at the moment." Angel replied, she shouldered past Aphra only to meet up with Alexis.
"Heartless Banshee!" Alexis sniffed.
Angel was mercilessly verbally abused and pushed around for a short while by the harem girls, Aphra was the only one that struck her with her fists. She figured that by the way Atlas was acting, by letting Aphra, Alexis and Selma punish her, she was being taught a lesson. After thirty minutes the three girls left her alone. Aphra went back to her dancing while Alexis and Selma went back to their sewing. Angel walked up to Atlas and started speaking to him, she was only met with silence. This, she figured, was another way of his punishing her. Helen stuck her nose up in the air when Angel glanced her way. Seeing as she was getting no where, Angel walked off and sat by herself in a corner. She ran her hands through her hair a few times and again, tried to get it to change back to its original color and again, it did not. After a short while Atlas motioned for her to come forward, which she did. She wasn't much liking to what he had in his eyes. A mixture of anger and something else; need, lust and the need to show power over someone. Before she could say anything he tossed a newspaper at her, he tossed it high enough so it would hit her in the face. She picked the paper up and read the story on the front.
Shai5 Ruler Alive, Not Dead
A gasp was heard for the whole of the universe when word reached that the ruler of the planet Shai5, located in the Sairgos Galaxy, is not dead but is very much alive. DuruVile Surfeit, the man himself who sought only single planets to rule over instead of full galaxies, was found to be alive after being thought to be dead for almost two hundred thousand years. DuruVile Surfeit, the man who married five different women from five different planets, all of which he rules over, and has fathered twelve children with them wives seems to have joined ranks with his oldest son, KurukVile Surfeit who is trying to assist in capturing Angel Irene, KurukVile granddaughter and DuruVile's great-granddaughter. At present, there are two separate groups looking to capture Angel Irene, KurukVile's group and his oldest son's, Master Vile, our leader's, group.
Master Vile and his father broke off in their team-up of capturing Angel Irene after KurukVile decided to concentrate his energies on acquiring his stolen Dacops Crystal, the very crystal which KurukVile had used in the past to conquer, and sometimes destroy, planets. A week ago today, KurukVile retrieved his Crystal and used it soon afterwards to make all shields that were put up by his young granddaughter on Earth fall. Two locations have been destroyed and there are camps in which large groups of Earth's civilians are living in. Master Vile has already started giving his lessons to Earth's populace on who their new ruler is, the leaders of Earth have all fallen and have run off into exile leaving the planet in our rulers very capable hands.
"We're not sure if we're going to re-group or not." KurukVile said when asked about Angel Irene's thoguht-to-be swiftly approaching capture. "My son, at the moment, is busy with the populace. I'm busy looking for his daughter. Whatever happens, she won't come to any harm."
Master Vile's group consists of our ruler and his two oldest children, Rita Repulsa and Rito Revolto, Rita's husband, Lord Zedd, and TazirVile, KurukVile's half-brother. TazirVile also has his young daughter, EshalVile, in tote. KurukVile's group consists of the great KurukVile Surfeit, his newly discovered to be alive father, DuruVile Surfeit, KurukVile's mother, Cyla, KurukVile's wife, Irka and KurukVile and Irka's two younger children, Dara Dara and Triskull Surfeit. Angel Irene's time on the run seems to be coming to a swift end, with her father having control of Earth and having his armies on alert for any sight of her, her capture is expected to happen any day now.
"Shit you mean all the shields are down!" Angel pulled back in shock.
"He gots Ert now." Atlas replied. "Cep small pookets, dat is."
"Where are those small pockets?" Angel asked. "Where are they located?"
"Loondon, dat Roosha place an' heh." Atlas replied. "Mos go unert ground."
"Any organized fighting going on?" Angel asked. "Or any rebellions?"
"Not yit." Atlas replied.
"Shit!" Angel brought her hands up to her head then dropped them quick. "I might as well of handed the planet to my old man!"
"Yeh did." Atlas replied none too kindly. "Tanks!"
Tommy found himself feeling right angry for the next few days, the man named Atlas who had claimed Angel as his own was treating her rather poorly. He'd insult her and give her no comfort when others in Atlas' tribe chastised her on her father taking over the planet. The blonde haired woman who seemed to be higher up on the totem pole of Atlas' harem, but underneath his wife and Angel's mother, Helen, really had it out for Angel. She'd attack her for no reason, one time she tore out a chunk of Angel's hair. Angel wasn't allowed to defend herself, one time when she had Atlas had ran forward and whapped her with his sheath. Tommy and the rangers, when they were alone with Angel, gave her comfort, as did Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell, who were thoroughly disgusted of the treatment Angel was getting. Lieutenant Rollins had been attacked one day after being seen walking with Angel by Atlas, the reason for this was because Atlas didn't like any other male near his women, his son's were allowed because they knew better but everyone else was not allowed to come near or touch them.
"Hey man, back off!" Captain Ned O'Nell said angrily at Atlas one day when he was found talking with Angel. "I'm a friend."
"Yeh move, now!" Atlas gestured for him to move off away from Angel who was seated near the fountain in the courtyard.
"Put your pole back in your pants and bug off." Captain O'Nell exclaimed, he turned around and went back to his conversation with Angel. "Any plans yet on what we're doing yet? We cannot just sit here and watch your old man take over."
"What do you expect for me to do, Ned?" Angel demanded, she stood up quickly. "I have no magic at the moment, I'm still suffering from the effects of that light that that damn Crystal zapped at me."
"Yeh no leave heh agin!" Atlas shouted at her. "Yeh stee heh foreveh!"
Captain O'Nell, younger and trimmer than Atlas, wasn't much of a match for the older man. He turned around quickly and butted his chest against Atlas' and stared him hard in the eye. Atlas, taking this as a threat, grabbed Captain O'Nell around the middle and threw him over his shoulder. Angel tried to go around Atlas and stand in between the two men but Atlas would have none of it. He slapped her back hard enough for her to lose her footing. Tommy had just entered the courtyard and when he saw that Atlas was on top of Captain O'Nell he ran forward.
"Tommy no!" Angel screamed.
Tommy grabbed Atlas by the shoulders and threw him off of Captain O'Nell but Atlas came back and grabbed him, Tommy saw stars after one well placed punch then fell back. Jason and Lieutenant Rollins, who had bruises on his face from Atlas attacking him a few days before came into the courtyard and when they saw Atlas kneeling over the Captain with a knife in his hands they charged forward. Between the two of them they had Atlas subdued, Jason ran over to Angel and helped her to her feet while Lieutenant Rollins checked the Captain and Tommy. Atlas stood up immediately and stepped in between Jason and Angel, he glared at Jason fiercely.
"Atlas, that's enough." Angel placed her hand on Atlas' shoulder, he turned towards her slowly. "If you haven't noticed, they aren't hurting anything. They're my friends. Honor that, will ya."
"Des introodin' males, Angel." Atlas replied angrily.
"They're my friends, not intruders." Angel shook Atlas twice then let him go. "Isn't there some sort of friend-like honor system here in Egypt?"
"Yeah man, like honor thy wife, honor thy friends of something?" Tommy spoke, he was rubbing his hand on his jaw which was right sore.
Atlas had the men sent away and carried Angel off to his chamber where he locked both she and he up inside. He cleaned himself up, there wasn't much to clean up except for a trickle of blood coming from the corner of his mouth and a grease mark from when he had been knocked down. When he turned around he saw that Angel was staring at a stack of letters on his dresser. He made a ticking sound then walked forward, he grabbed her around the waist and carried her to his bed where he layed her down. He was aware that she had lost the baby that they had created together during the time she had been away and was mourning the loss of it, but he was glad to have her back. Gently and slowly, he brought his hand up to her face then he came in to give her a kiss. She looked away just as his lips and hers touched.
"Not right now, Atlas." Angel said.
"Dem men gots yeh all messed up!" Atlas exclaimed, he pulled away from her in a huff. "I sends dem away tomowo."
"You do and I go with them." Angel sat up.
"No, yeh stee heh!" Atlas exclaimed. "Yeh heh me! Yeh steein' heh!"
"Can it, Attie." Angel sat next to him. "I need to figure out a way to get Earth back from my father."
"Yeh pa no find yeh here." Atlas placed his hand on Angel's leg.
"Are you forgetting he's already found me here?" Angel slapped his hand away. "I need to speak to Dione."
"She no speakin' to anyone." Atlas replied.
"Then what's that stack of letters from her to you?" Angel nodded at his dresser. "Don't look very non-talkative to me."
Atlas stood up and went to his dresser, he quickly stuffed each letter into a drawer then turned back and looked at her. She saw the hurt in his eyes but ignored it. Standing up, she walked over to Atlas and looked him in the eye. She didn't move or say a word, she simply stared. He made a snarling sound after a minute and elbowed past her, the next few minutes Angel laughed inside. He yelled in Arabic at the ceiling and tossed his hands up, he truly acted like he was a teenager, like his mother had found something of hers in his sock drawer and he was angry about it and angry about her snooping around in his things. After three minutes he sat down in a chair that had a Lion's pelt draped over the back, he crossed one of his legs and reached over to a box where he took out a Cigar. He lit it and started smoking, big puffs of gray smoke came from the Cigar's end and from his mouth. Angel walked forward and gently took the Cigar from him, he didn't fight to take it back.
"You know how bad these are for you?" Angel asked, she ran her hand through Atlas' hair, messing it up some. "You done with your little temper tantrum, King Tut?"
"Yis." the word more seeped through his teeth than was said.
"You don't need to act out because I find a little something out on you that you've been keeping from me." Angel messed his hair up some more. "Is it some sort of secret that I've been here? Shouldn't be."
"I like to be peerivate." Atlas said.
"I use to be like that." Angel spiked his hair some then stepped back. "There we are, look like a little punk now."
"Qeeet dat!" Atlas smoothed his hair down with his hands. "Mehk me look funny!"
Angel tried messing with Atlas' hair some more, she was disgusted with herself but she tried to flirt with him and he'd pull back from her each time. When the Cigar burnt down to her fingers she gasped and dropped it, Atlas picked it up and stubbed it out then stood up. He gently placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back so he could walk around her then he walked to his dresser. He had a right comfortable bed, more so than the one in the chamber across from his, that had tan sheets and a yellow blanket with a cat holding an Ankh on it. He had five pillows on the side of his bed near the wall, two throws and three normal, all with tan pillow cases. There was a Striped Hyena rug directly in front of his bed, the head of the animal was mounted near the window, and there were Fennec Fox, Cross Fox, Sand Cat and Afghan Fox tails hung up on the wall. He had a framed photograph of him surrounded by his harem and Helen in his arms hanging on the wall, beside it stood a framed photograph of him with his five children, all by Helen.
"Heh, yeh read." Atlas slid the letters onto her lap. "I gots work to do."
"I hope it doesn't deal with my friends." Angel looked up at him, when he walked past her she reached up and grabbed his hand. "Please."
"Meh people, Angel." Atlas replied. "Yeh... friends fine heh. Fah now."
Angel found out that Dione wrote to Atlas once a week, and in her letters she would mention that she was having a fit with her daughter and granddaughter. She was surprised that Dione was so open with Atlas about her internal problems, both health and mind wise. As it turned out, Dione was getting a twice monthly flow, why she would write that to a man was beyond Angel but she figured she had done so because Atlas was, after all, family, Atlas had married Dione's great-granddaughter, Helen. Dione's letters usually consisted of one single page but after reading through most she finally found one, the very final one which was written almost two weeks ago, that Dione had sent him that consisted of two full pages. It was mostly how life was at her castle, and her voicing how she wished Atlas would return back as she did miss him being around with the usual banter of her worries over her double monthly and an issue now with migraines. At the end of the letter Dione voiced how concerned she was over not knowing where she was. She claimed in her letter not to know where Angel was or what she was up to. Each letter was signed Yours truly with Dione underneath in very wavy purple letters. She stood up and walked over to the dresser, when she placed the letters back on it an unopened letter from Dione suddenly appeared on top of the stack. She glanced at it then walked off, seeing that since it was sent for Atlas, he should have the right of reading it first.
"Yeh done reddin' meh tings?" Atlas asked some time later, she had fallen asleep on his bed.
"Everything but that letter than came in." Angel pointed at the unopened letter. "Figured you should have the honor of first read."
"Deesreeepectin' ting!" Atlas walked over to the letter and tore it open hastily.
"Hey buster, I could have opened the thing and read it before you." Angel exclaimed, she stood up. "Calm down, worse than a Rhinoceros."
Atlas must have grown tired of her because he simply placed the letter down and left the room, Angel could hear him muttering loudly in Arabic as he walked down the hallway. She went over and picked the letter up, the letter started out normally. The usual banter from Dione about her life, life at the castle with her daughter and granddaughter and her continued migraines. Near the end of the letter she started in on Angel, saying she had found her and that they had had a fight in which Angel had taken the crystal fragment from her and had repaired the Dacops Crystal. She expressed her resentment and how she felt somewhat betrayed by her, and how she still wanted to teach her brother a lesson. She was now increasing her own training, after her fight with Angel she claimed she needed to do a refresher course, she claimed that the fight with Angel had made that clear that she needed to refreshen her skills as she wasn't up to par as she usually was. Dione asked Atlas in her letter if he knew what Angel had been up to the past few weeks, and she asked if it was okay with Atlas in her letter if she could come to his mountain stronghold for supper sometime in the next few days. Angel figured that would be a nice wake up call for both Dione and Atlas, she wondered if Dione knew about Atlas' asking of Helen if she could be in his harem. She found out in the last part of Dione letter to Atlas.
"I know you like Angel a lot, I know you're right fond of her, but be careful." Dione had written in her letter. "I cannot stress that enough! Angel's a wild one, a strong one and a wild one at the same time. Maybe one day when things calm down and Earth is back in the hands of its own people and not my brother's, you two can be together."
"A bit behind in the times, Dione." Angel snickered.
Angel removed herself from Atlas' chamber and walked around, she went to Tommy's chamber and checked on him. His jaw was bruised but he was fine. Captain O'Nell, when she went to his and Lieutenant Rollins' dual chamber, was sporting around a nice black eye. She told the two mature men about Dione's letters and how Atlas had had a temper tantrum when she had found them lying in the open on his dresser. Lieutenant Rollins started laughing while Captain O'Nell simply shook his head. Both men were wearing clothes that were a bit out of date, men's bell bottom jeans, Lieutenant Charles Rollins had on a red and white striped long sleeved shirt while Captain Ned O'Nell wore a brown and white striped bowling short sleeved shirt. Both men had white tennis shoes on their feet.
"Doesn't surprise me that he tries to keep things from you." Lieutenant Rollins said. "He don't seem like the openly, friendly type."
"When he gets his way, he's friendly." Angel snickered. "But when he doesn't he's not very friendly."
"So Miss. Dione is coming over her supper?" Captain O'Nell poundered. "She'll be surprised."
Atlas did invite Dione over for supper, it started out nice but when Dione saw Angel and her refugee group things went downhill fast. Atlas had no choice but to tell her that he had had Angel for the past few months, that made Dione not very pleased. Angel apologized for attacking and fighting Dione and for taking the fragment from her, Dione accepted the apologee then went back to her conversation with Atlas. Helen joined in and defended Atlas' decision to add Angel to his harem and that seemed to of ended the conversation on Angel being with Atlas. They ate in silence for a short while before Dione turned and handed Angel a newspaper article.
"What is it?" Captain O'Nell asked.
"My grandfather and his group are in London," Angel sighed. "they're looking for me there, turning the streets upside down, looking through sewers and making a mess of things."
"And your father?" Tommy wiped his mouth with a napkin. "What's he up to?"
"Busy, the article simply says he's going from town to town teaching his lessons." Angel replied. "Five hundred people were arrested for not wanting to comply with his orders, Angel Grove is being rebuilt and some reporters from Gamma-Vile are capturing it all on film. A documentary is being made on all of this."
"Damn." Lieutenant Rollins cursed. "Anything we can do?"
"My powers and abilities are returning, it'll be another week yet before I'm at full strength." Angel sighed. "We could do ground attacks? Try to..."
"Can we capture one of them and bring them here?" Billy asked. "Hold for ransom, Earth for the captured family member?"
"I's not lettin' any of dem be heh!" Atlas slapped his hand down on the table hard.
Angel thought about it as Atlas and Lieutenant Rollins fought over Billy's suggestion. She remembered how it had gone when she had taken her aunt, Dara Dara, and her grandmother, Irka, captive. She had done it on impulse, a spur of the moment thing and she hadn't had any plan of what she was going to do with her grandmother or aunt, she just figured that her father and grandfather would back off knowing that she had them. They hadn't, and they had found the camp in Yellow Stone. Angel looked at Atlas, who had calmed down and gone back to his meal. He was older and surely, he had some experience with battles and the reasoning for taking captives. She placed her silverware down and cleared her throat.
"Pardon me, Atlas, I don't mean to be disrespectful but how old are you?" she asked.
"You've been in his harem for months and don't know his age?" Dione asked Angel, her eyes were wide. "He's almost five hundred and fifty years old."
"What!" Kat and Aisha exclaimed together.
"Yes, I is old." Atlas ran his hand through his hair. "Tank yeh fah askin'."
"You look in excellent shape for a human that is almost five hundred and fifty years of age." Angel pointed out. "Very... sexy." She glared at Kat who gave her a shocked look.
"Tank you!" Atlas smiled at her.
They finished supper, ate dessert then Dione said her goodbyes and left. Angel pulled the rangers, Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell to the side and told them her plan of asking Atlas for help in capturing one of the males, specifically her grandfather, and holding him hostage. Lieutenant Rollins gave her a nod, the others wished her well in getting any information from Atlas. After a few hours she found herself escorted to Atlas' chamber and locked inside, Atlas joined her a few minutes later. She let him do what he wanted with her, they had sex for a while then he snuggled up beside her. Again, she had felt no connection during the deed. After a few minutes had passed after he had climbed off of her she turned to him and returned his snuggling, she started speaking to him at that moment.
"I understand why you don't want any of them here," she said to him. "are there any cells in the mountain away from your people where a captive can be kept?"
"Yes," Atlas kissed her neck. "good eron! Strong!"
"Do you think you would allow for me to bring a captive to one?" Angel messed his hair up some more, it was already thoroughly messed up from her wringing her hands through it when she and he had had sex.
"Yeh no bring pa heh!" Atlas sat up sharply. "I no's what yeh doin', tryin' to git me to sey yes. I sey no! Yeh pa no comin' an' steein' heh!"
"No, not my father." Angel sat up, she let the sheet that was around her fall to her waist. "My grandfather."
"La! No! He no come eder!" Atlas exclaimed.
Angel tried hard to get Atlas swayed in her direction, she dropped the sweet talk and just plain told him what she had in mind. Atlas yelled out no a bunch of times and left the room after a while, he returned shortly afterward and demanded what she expected from doing such a dangerous thing and then he asked her if she cared about the danger she would cause if her grandfather got out and started trying to capture his people. She assured him that that wouldn't happen because she would have him to help her. Just as the sun was coming up they dressed and he asked her to follow him to see a scientist that lived in his mountain stronghold, someone who he had picked up five years ago and someone who was very intelligent. She followed willingly, despite the soreness of her under regions from the night before.
"It's rare I have company!" Lisa Walberg exclaimed after she threw the door of her mud brick home open. "Hello Atlas, how are you?"
"I's fahn." Atlas replied, he walked over and sat on the floor.
"Hello, may I speak to you about something?" Angel stepped up.
"You're the girl Atlas is having so much problems with." Lisa shook her head. "What is it?"
Angel explained how she'd like to capture her grandfather and bring him here to the cell that was cut into the mountain, she explained how she'd like for a few tests to be run on her grandfather, simple tests like blood tests which would show the powers each member of the now deceased family had had and how long the family had been in existence. Lisa nodded her head then went to the back of her home, it was sparsely decorated, had pillows thrown around and no furniture, it looked as if she mainly living in her lab which had a small mattress and a single chair in it. Lisa came out with a few tools and a book which she placed on the floor.
"I can do that." Lisa looked up at Angel. "It would also get a good history of your family. Do you want semen tested as well?"
"La! No!" Atlas stood up and walked quickly over to Angel. "No dat! Jus' blood."
"Just blood." Angel gave a wink which Lisa acknowledged by nodding her head.
"I can do blood, skin, saliva and semen testing." Lisa said. "But you just want his blood tested? Odd but okay I can do that. Is the subject here?"
"No, not yet." Angel looked back at Atlas. "Need to work the details out first, make plans."
"I'm always available, just knock on the door and I'll run out with the tools." Lisa said as she walked them to the door and let them out.
