Angel was never included in Atlas' "Pleasure Time" again, he took care to pick her up and carry her to her chambers for her turn and he learned quickly how much fight she had in her. On day one when he had positioned himself Angel had sunk her teeth into his inner thigh and when he attempted it again some days after she clamped her teeth down right where his penis connected with his pelvis. When it came to Atlas' "Pleasure Time" after that event he never let Angel have the opportunity to bite him in his sensitive areas. He would throw her into her room and then would slap her hard enough so she would fall back on the bed. Although Angel would fight him when her mind cleared up, by pushing him back, pulling his hair and trying to hit him, once he got really going she had no choice but to lie back and experience it, all the while cursing herself and her gender's impulses on the act while Atlas explored her delicate parts with his fingers, his mouth and with his tongue.
She was glad for one thing during Atlas' little fun times with her, she was glad that she couldn't carry to term a live child and that whenever she did mate with a human she got real uninterested quickly. One night when Atlas came to her chamber for a romp and roll session she remembered that and, although she fought him like usual, she calmed down as soon as he started his deed. Atlas started walking around after week two with deep scratch marks on his back, which he boasted about saying that they were "scrah-chas of pleesor". After a month and a half of the same old routine Angel found that her body was starting to change, it was starting to get hard with muscle from her constant fighting. Her powers returned slowly, as did her hair, and she practised in the little time she was allowed to be alone.
One day while out at the fountain, toying with the pink petals with her fingers, Atlas sat beside her and gently started to brush her hair. She kept a good watch on him by looking at his reflection but she let him handle her hair, which was now flowing past her shoulders. He had parts of it braided and tied up nicely when he decided to break the silence between the two of them.
"Yeh heppy now?" Atlas asked her. "Yeh no fight like usual."
"No reason to at the moment." Angel replied. "I had a ring with me when I teleported here, do you know where it is?"
"La, no." Atlas went on brushing and braiding her hair. "What ring? What it look like?"
"Silver ring, rather big in size with tiny skulls around the band and a large ruby in the center." Angel gave a description of the ring.
"I no have it." Atlas replied.
"Can you maybe find out who has it?" Angel asked. "I would like to have it back."
"Yeh boofool gal, no need skool anythin' on yeh." Atlas said, he leaned in and gave her a kiss on her neck.
"I'd still live to have it back." Angel pulled to the side, away from Atlas.
"I ask arund." Atlas stood up. "See what I find."
The ring was returned swiftly, Atlas had done a good search for it and had found it with the son of his who had tried to de-panty her after she had been knocked unconscious, Julius, who had slipped it from her finger. Angel could hear Atlas giving Julius a good tongue lashing after he had discovered that his son had taken the ring as a trophy, it made her feel almost sad when he and she passed by a few minutes after the ring was returned to her. She went to her room and stashed the ring in the box of Horus that had the Dacops Crystal. She had been checking at all times to be sure that the crystal was safe, she didn't much trust Julius, he seemed to have very sneaky fingers and a twisted mind. When she was finished stashing the ring in the box she turned around, and found herself cornered by Atlas who had been standing right behind her.
"Yeh pa forgit bout cha." Atlas grabbed her and pulled her in tight. "He no been heard from in long time."
"He'll be back." Angel replied. "Is he on Earth?"
"La, no!" Atlas held her closer. "He no here, he on dat Gamma planit wit his pa."
"How do you know?" Angel pushed herself away from Atlas.
"I red dis." Atlas held a newspaper out to Angel which she took.
Angel read the article which did, in fact, say that her father and grandfather were on Gamma-Vile but it didn't say they were on the planet for long. KurukVile had made an insurance claim on the Dacops Crystal worth quite a bit of money and had put up a new security system in his fortress home, something that would give off a sound and send and intruder to his or her death via some animal swimming in the moat around his fortress home called an Eesquid. The article mentioned that when KurukVile and Master Vile left Gamma-Vile they had gone to a planet in the M51 Galaxy to visit two other powerful beings, the article hadn't mentioned who they were, it simply said that "our most fearsome ruler, Master Vile, and his father have gone to Moas to have a meeting with two powerful beings that it is presumed with join their ranks to bring in Master Vile's still missing daughter". The article was written just barely a month ago, she noticed.
"It doesn't say they won't ever be back." Angel handed the paper back. "Just said that they went off to visit someone."
"Dey steel no here." Atlas replied. "Dey no return, I done skeered dat Veel off."
"They've just not gotten back yet." Angel elbowed around Atlas. "They'll be back, and it'll probably be an explosive return."
"I no unerstant you!" Atlas turned around and grabbed her arm. "Yeh got good life heh, yeh got good man an' helth an' yeh steel sayin' yeh pa and granpa be comin' back fah yeh! I see no, dey gone! I done skeered 'em off! Yeh meh gal now, dat Veel now'd dat good an' he got skeered an' runn'd oft!"
What happened next Atlas thought was a great flood of passion between him and his fifth woman, but for Angel it was Hell. Atlas ran forward and grabbed her up, in a sliding motion he had her on the bed and underneath of him. He started kissing her lips but she snapped at him with her teeth which he took as her trying to be playful. He trailed his tongue down her neck and slid her bra off, when he wrapped his lips around each of her nipples he sucked gently, never roughly but as gentle as could be then he went low with his hand. Angel gasped as his fingers searched her female parts, parting the lips, bringing her clit up and down then moving his fingers round and round before heading lower. When his mouth reached her girlie parts she near choked when she swallowed some accumulated spit. Atlas was far different that her father, she had to admit that! Atlas was as gentle as could be with each movement whether it was foreplay or the penetration while her father, in the one time that they had had sex, had been as rough as can be! Atlas licked her slowly then got faster when she started thrusting her bottom up, he was sucking in no time. As always, when he entered into her she felt nothing, no connection whatsoever. When he entered it was so gentle and slow that she barely knew he was in her, when he started thrusting she still barely felt him. It was during his climax that he started thrusting real good and she felt him. She gave him more scratches on his back that he, again afterwards, would boast about saying they were passion marks from one of his women. When they were done Atlas lay on top of her, his arms around her holding her close, his lips pressing small kisses against her neck. He removed himself after fifteen minutes and lay beside her, his arm laying across her breast with his fingers still feeling her nipple. As always, Angel lay on her back wondering what the hell had just happened and wondering if there was something dreadfully wrong in her that she couldn't feel a connection with humans during sex. She made all the normal sounds and movements during intercourse with humans but she still didn't feel that connection, that feeling of becoming one and feeling in love or having feelings, deep feelings, for the human of which she had just had sex with. It was the reason why she had gone fifty-two years without having sex, she had figured after her last sexual encounter fifty-two years ago that there was no point in doing it if she couldn't get all the emotions and feelings that went along with it straight. She turned her head to the side and looked at Atlas, a man who had a harem and a wife, a predator man who had an obsession with sex. Atlas smiled at her and kissed her mouth, she rolled her eyes, made a snorting sound and turned away from him. He stayed behind her for a little while, his arm around her with his hand still feeling and slightly pinching one of her nipples and his lips pressing against her shoulder giving her small kisses. He left her chamber after an hour, she was relieved when he left and collected her clothing and went off to the bathing area adjacent to her bedroom chamber for a quick wash-up of her body, as always, she payed special care to her female parts, trying to water down any juices that Atlas had shot out of his penis into her.
Angel found out something about Atlas the day after. she found out that he was a big family man and adored his children. Between he and Helen he had six, five of those still living. Angel found this out after Atlas had come to her chambers wearing his usual tan Egyptian robe with a thin belt around his waist. He had a blanket around his shoulders similar to what he had been wearing when she had seen him after taking Perniceie and Azura to Dione's castle after they had helped her escape her grandfather only it was very faded and had a Pyramid on it surrounded by sun rays instead of an eye, he had the usual brown sandals on his feet. As it had turned out, Atlas never left his palace without wearing a robe, inside he'd wear just the loincloth that barely covered him but outside and around his youngest children he'd always have something on presentable. Atlas had her walk with him outside of his palace, they walked in silence for a while until Angel noticed that he had a sword tied onto his belt.
"What's the sword for?" Angel asked.
"Just in case." Atlas replied.
"In case what?" Angel asked.
"Trooble comes rund." Atlas replied, he ended the conversation by pushing her forward with his hand.
Atlas was very much loved by his people, Angel noticed. He was no where near what her father and grandfather were like in their rulership, she noticed. He cared, he truly cared and he helped as much as he could when an issue came up. If there was someone hungry and hadn't enough money to buy food he'd buy it for them and if someone was walking around in barely anything he'd buy them something to wear. When they were walking he came upon an elderly man who was thirsty and looking as if he wanted to go to the water fountain but couldn't because his legs wouldn't let him. Atlas walked over and assisted the man by picking the man up and carrying him to the fountain, when the man had drank his fill Atlas had moved him to a shady area before returning to her. Angel was amazed, but that amazement sort of dulled after she was escorted to the tunnel and saw that there was a group of people waiting for them.
Atlas, for some reason, had decided on a change of scenery for his family, which included his harem. Julius and Hannibal, Atlas' only son's, were there, when Atlas walked up a young blonde haired girl with blue eyes ran up to him, he ruffled her hair then sent her back. Helen, Aphra, Alexis and Selma were there and looking to be rather miffed a the long wait. Most of Atlas' and Helen's children were grown but they had two twin daughters who looked right young. As soon as they were all together Atlas changed, he got harder and, to Angel, he got more animalistic. He started acting like a wild stallion, Alexis was closet to him and he gave her a gentle slap on her rear that got them all walking.
"What's going on?" Angel asked Hannibal who was closest to her.
"Nothing bad," Hannibal replied. "just heading out for a change of scenery. You'll like it, I am sure."
They walked in groups. Helen with her oldest daughter, Julius and the twin girls up in front. Hannibal, Aphra and Alexis behind them with Angel and Selma behind them, Atlas brought up the rear. When they entered the tunnel Selma was behind Angel by a foot, she was having problems with the tunnel as it had rained the night before and the tunnel was littered with debris. Angel heard Atlas speaking something to her which Selma replied to with a slight laugh. When they exited the tunnel Angel had to stop to blink her eyes, she found right quick how Atlas was when he was taking his family, which included his harem girls, out for a walk. Atlas walked up behind her and slapped both of his hands on her rump enough to make her jump, she turned around and faced him then decided against it, the look in his eyes did not look good. She walked on, catching up and passed Selma then joined up with Aphra and the oldest daughter.
"You must be the new girl." the oldest daughter of Atlas and Helen said when she came up on her side. "The one my father boasts about so much."
"I'm amazed again that you speak perfect English." Angel smiled at the girl.
"Mom is a good teacher." the girl held her hand out. "Name is Claudia."
"Angel." Angel shook Claudia's hand. "Who are the two girls up ahead?"
"My younger sisters." Claudia replied. "They're three."
Claudia looked like her father, she had a slightly hooked nose and high cheek bones, she had sandy brown hair and brown eyes. She had a white dress on with a black belt around the waist and she wasn't wearing anything on her feet. Angel walked beside Claudia for a short while then Aphra had her move off, tensions had grown between her and Aphra due to Atlas spending so much time with her. Although Angel had talked to Aphra, saying that she had no intention of staying and becoming a full on member of the harem Aphra still treated her like crap. Angel dropped back to behind Selma. She walked for a while then noticed the heat radiating from the sand, she found herself terribly thirsty and that made her tired all of a sudden. She dropped back more, her mind was so concerned with water that she never noticed Atlas come up behind her. When he slapped his hands against her rear she stopped and turned on him. If she would have been a horse her ears would have been flat against her head. She bumped her chest against Atlas and was about to push him when he grabbed her arms and turned her around, he shoved her hard forward, the force of the shove made her feet fly from under her and she dropped to the sand. She got up fast and again, turned on Atlas when he walked into her, pushing her along. She pushed against him and was about to slap him when he grabbed her arm and twirled her around.
"Yeh git movin' now!" Atlas demanded. "Git! Don't yeh mahk me use meh sheef on yeh."
"You wouldn't dare!" Angel snarled at him.
"I wud if I has to to git yeh movin'." Atlas shoved her forward.
She snorted and moved on, the group ahead had gone on, had not turned to see what was going on behind them and there were no questions as to what had gone on behind them between she and Atlas. Angel tripped twice, she got up slow the second trip and Atlas slapped her rear to get her going again. When she glared at him he reached down and pulled his sword halfway out of its sheath. Angel moved on, a whip was bad enough, a sword's sheath wouldn't leave any open, bleeding wounds but it sure would leave some right pretty bruises. Angel went past Selma, she pushed the thought of water from her mind and just walked, she heard Selma getting a double rear slap from Atlas when she started lagging then Selma came up on her right.
"A bit harsh isn't he?" Angel gestured behind her.
"Has to be." Selma whispered back. "He doesn't want to lose any of us."
"Lose any of yuh... uhhhh us to what?" Angel turned her head slightly and looked at Selma. "The desert?"
"That and rival tribes." Selma replied. "There are five out here, new age without traditions and insights like ours."
Angel rolled her eyes, she couldn't see anyone really making a go at living out here and she didn't see the reason for this little trip out here. It was nothing but dunes, yellow sand and dunes and the hot sun blaring down. Angel moved off to the side a ways, she was a good six feet from the group when, suddenly, she heard someone running. She had no time to react before Atlas ran into her. He grabbed her around the waist and threw her back towards the group harshly. When she regained her footing she charged at him, she punched him twice in the stomach as hard as she could and he reacted by grabbing her, twirling her around then throwing her to the sand. She heard his sword being withdrawn and she scrambled to her feet, but it was a moment too late! She felt the hard leather of the sword's sheath slap against her back and she screamed loudly. She jumped to her feet and charged at Atlas, her emerald-green eyes with the golden-yellow ring around the pupils wild with her fury at him having abused her in such a way. He slapped her in the face hard then swung his sheath again. She fought him some more before heading off back to the group, she had five red marks on her back from where Atlas' sheath had struck her.
unbeknownst to Angel, who doubted that they were in any danger and who doubted that there was anyone out in the desert waiting to snatch up a group of travelers, there was someone watching them. The spyglass moved slowly, it had just one target and it was her. When the spyglass had been lowered after the owner had witnessed her being beaten by Atlas' hard leather sword sheath, the owner had ran off. The owner ran behind a big dune and turned, her heels becoming buried in the sand, sand floating down to the white fur that hung behind her on her belt. Rita Repulsa had been searching, and waiting, she had plenty of water and food with her and had had a feeling that this was the place to scope out that mid-morning. What she had just seen made her angry, she didn't feel sad for her little sister who was with a different man who was beating her, she had figured that she'd find Angel with the man but she had not expected to just walk up on a dune and see the dark shapes moving against the horizon. When she had looked through her spyglass she had gasped after seeing Angel walking with the gray haired man behind her. She knew who the gray haired man was, it was the man who had attacked her father and grandfather at the Sperm Ward and he was the man who had helped Angel abort the baby she was carrying, a baby fathered by their own father. She knew that her father would be concerned about Angel being treated this brutally, she also knew that her father would be extremely angry when he found out that Angel was, indeed, with the gray haired man. Standing up, brushing the sand from her dress, Rita stepped forward and started yelling in her special screechy way.
"Father!" Rita screeched loudly. "Father can you hear me?"
"Rita?" Master Vile's clouded image formed in front of her. "What is it? Where are you?"
"Father, I have found her!" Rita screeched loudly. "I found Angel! She's here, in the desert!"
"Where?" Master Vile exclaimed. "What desert, where are you, my ghastly daughter?"
"Near the Bahariya Oasis." Rita replied. "Best get here quickly, daddy. She's with that human male that helped her abort your and her child."
"I am on my way!" Master Vile's image dissipated.
The ground underfoot changed, slowly but it changed and Angel took notice of it almost immediately. Small green patches of grass forming in odd places then after a few minutes of walking they met an outcropping of short grass that just barely came up from the sandy ground. Angel thought she heard water, this sound made her mind think again on getting a drink, she realized how incredibly thirsty she was and she realized how burned her skin had gotten from being exposed to the blaring sun above. Angel had just gone past some low shrubs when she stopped dead in her tracks. She knew where she was now, she was two hundred and seventeen miles from Cairo, the location she was at now was called the Bahariya Oasis and it was awestrikingly beautiful!
The twin girls ran forward to the falls and started playing, Julius and Hannibal went off to the other side of the oasis and undressed, they both jumped into the water and started splashing around like two kids. Aphra, Selma and Alexis went off to a cluster of berry bushes and started picking berries. Claudia was sunbathing herself on a rock. Helen was lying down near the water's edge, she was drifting her hand in the water watching her two oldest sons splash around. Feeling a presence behind her, Angel turned around. Atlas stood right behind her, his sword was in its sheath and he had a more calm look to his face and eyes. He placed his hand on her back and gently pushed her forward then walked past. He went to a set of rocks that looked as if they had been set up to look like a chair and sat down. Angel went around the lake away from the others then sat down. She started tending to the marks on her back from when Atlas had struck her with his sword's sheath. She wasn't expecting him to pop up like he did but Julius suddenly popped up in front of her.
"I heard someone getting punished behind me." Julius said. " Figured it was you, redheads are always full of fight!"
"Charmed." Angel snorted.
"He's pretty cool here but on the walk he's very protective." Julius said. "He will use force if you don't obey him."
"Thanks for the intel." Angel stood up and walked away.
As far as Angel was concerned, Julius was definitely not the favorite of Atlas' children for her. He had deep brown eyes and a hooked nose like his father, he had low cheek bones and freckles on his face, his hair was dark brown and was grown out giving him a sloppy appearance. Unlike his father, he was chunky and he had more of a predator look in his eyes than his father. Besides the fact that Julius had been the one that de-pantied her when she had arrived in Egypt, he was also a thief and a liar. Atlas had more problems with Julius than with his other children, Angel didn't need to know that. Julius lived on his own in a straw-built shack while Atlas and Helen's other children lived in the palace in relative comfort. Angel found a log and pushed it over, she was starving as much as she was thirsty and since she had no idea what food items were in the location she had been brought to she had no choice but to eat the grubs and other insects under the log.
"Papa bear would be proud." Angel thought while coughing down a grub worm. "Disgusting! Slimy!"
She had just choked down her third grub when her eyes lit on a Plum tree. She leaped over the log and went to the tree and grabbed the closest Plum and ate it. She shook her head at the taste, it tasted rather sour, but she ate it and grabbed another. She had just finished her third and wiped her hand across her mouth when she heard her name being called. She walked away from the tree and around the log, when she pulled the branch of the bush in front of her back she saw that Atlas was looking for her. He looked nervous, everyone else was in plain view and having a good time. Angel rolled her eyes and stepped out from the bush, the minute Atlas saw her he sighed and went to her. She elbowed past him but he grabbed her arm and turned her around to facing him.
"Wey yeh been?" he demanded, she felt his fingers digging into her skin. "I been lookin' mad fah yeh!"
"A break from you." Angel pulled her arm back but Atlas kept his hold.
"Yeh stee cloos to meh!" Atlas started to walk back to the rocks that were situated like a chair with his hand still clasped around her arm.
Angel fought as she was dragged back, she pulled back and tried to claw Atlas' hand off of her. When he sat down he forced her down beside him, when she tried to get up he slapped her in the back of the head. She shook her head to get rid of the numbness that she felt then rubbed her arm, the area that Atlas had gripped was white and sore, it would be bruised the next morning. Helen stood up and walked over to Atlas, she sat on his lap and spoke sweet words to him which he replied to, Angel was thoroughly disgusted. When they started making-out she gagged. The next thing Angel knew was that Helen was leading Atlas off, before they got far Atlas turned to her and barked out an order to stay there. Angel didn't need to know what they were about to do, this area was a paradise and it sparked up those needs.
Angel learned the names of the two twin girls soon after their parents left to do their thing some place where they could have some privacy. The twin girls had chestnut brown hair and blue eyes, they had Helen's nose but Atlas' high cheek bones. Both girls were wearing a white tunic with a blanket around the shoulders that matched their father's. The only way she could tell the difference between the girls was that they had on different colored sandals. The one wearing brown sandals was Calypso while the one that was wearing yellow sandals was named Cleopatra. Neither of the girls knew English, they spoke entirely in Arabic, the twin named Cleopatra sat by Angel while the other one ran off to play in the water.
"Our father teaches us Arabic first then our mother teaches us English afterwards." Hannibal explained. "Usually by the time we are ten years old she teaches us English."
"He teaches you guys well." Angel replied. "Any of you know other languages?"
"Just Arabic and English." Hannibal answered. "Why?"
"I know French, German and Spanish." Angel leaned back against the rock. "And English."
"Sometimes it is better to not know all of the languages of the world." Hannibal said, he started to swim off then turned around and added. "Puts to much strain on the brain."
Atlas returned after an hour, he sat back on the rock-chair and said not a thing. Angel shuddered at his closeness, she didn't like being this close to the man. Slowly she moved off, when she was five feet away from him she stood up, she was about to walk off when she heard Atlas behind her clear his throat. Rolling her eyes, she went to the water's edge and scooped some water up in her hand. The others around her were having fun; Aphra, Selma and Alexis were making a drink from the berries they had picked, Claudia had decided to go for a dip in the pond, Julius and Hannibal were still rough housing in the pond, the twin girls were picking flowers and Helen was now sunbathing. Angel was miserable, and she would have said so if she would have been asked. The place was beautiful, covered in lush green grasses, had berry bushes and fruit trees and Palm Trees. There were statues in odd places of old Egyptian Gods and Goddesses, rocks to lay on or sit on, the crystal blue pond and from where she was she could see a cave. Even with the locations beauty, Angel still found herself miserable and she put the full blame on Atlas. She hated him more now than ever! She did not like being pushed around or ordered to do things she didn't want to do, she didn't like being abused and she didn't like being in a harem or being claimed as someone's mate. Again, she compared Atlas to her father. Atlas was gentle at times but he was rough as well, her father had a gentle side but as far as she was concerned he was all mean and nasty. The situation she was in now was no better than when her father had decided to make her his daughter-mate. She was so enthused in comparing Atlas to her father that she didn't realize the ground beneath her was moving. She was struck by a great pain when the ground started to really move.
Atlas started yelling as soon as the ground started moving, he ordered all to come around him and all did except for Angel. Angel was doubled over, her arms around her stomach. When Atlas noticed he ran forward and grabbed her, when she wouldn't get to her feet he hoisted her up and threw her to the circle. She dropped to her knees then to her side and started rocking from side to side, her stomach and abdomen felt like they were about to burst in two! The trees were rocking from side to side violently, they heard the Earth's slabs striking each other fiercely, the sky above them darkened almost making it now night instead of it almost being noon. When Atlas saw her, rocking back and forth, her knees near touching her chin, he yelled out a word in Arabic then grabbed her up. He shook her twice hard, the fingers on his hands digging into the skin on her arms.
"Yeh stop dat!" he demanded. "Yeh meh mate not his! Yeh no has dees pains! Stop it now!"
"I can't!" Angel exclaimed. "Let go of me you asshole!"
"Woch yeh werds!" Atlas slapped her hard in the face then shook her three more times. "No pain! Dink it! Yeh meh mate not his! Dink no pain an' it go away!"
The ground lurched up, it seemed, and Angel fell against Atlas who pushed her away. He continued to order her to think about the pain going away and she tried to, she really tried to, but it was not working. The water in the oasis' lake was making waves, she felt water sloshing across her ankles and knew that the water had come up far from its banks. Three trees fell, they heard a crack and sand blew into the oasis. The sky had darkened to a deep black, plunging the parts of Earth that had previously been bathed in midday sunlight into a bleak darkness. Gray storm clouds formed above them, thunder rumbled. Angel couldn't hold it in anymore, the pain was horrible and she truly thought she was going to split in two. She dropped from Atlas' arms into the water that was around her ankles and started shaking violently. Atlas dropped to his knees and grabbed her up, he led the group from the water's edge almost to the edge of the oasis before he stopped. Angel had regained control of her body just as the pain started to go away, Atlas had just placed her on her feet when they heard a loud bang.
"The sun..." Aphra said. "Where did it go?"
"What happened?" Selma asked.
"Nothin', we just expeerincin' an eclipse is all." Atlas replied.
"Bullshit!" Angel snarled, she pushed Atlas from the back hard. "You damn well know what happened! My father has returned to Earth and I bet he has company with him."
"La! No!" Atlas turned around and slapped Angel in the face. "Yeh no hit me! Bad! No! An' no, we's just expeerincin' an eclipse."
"I want the sun to come back!" Alexis panicked, she yelled up at the sky. "Go away clouds! Bring back the sun!"
"It be back!" Atlas grabbed Alexis and held her close, she cried into his chest. "It be back soon."
Angel didn't bother making a fuss with Atlas about what was happening, she knew he was trying to keep the group calm but she didn't much like the idea of him suppressing what was really happening. Cleopatra walked over to her and Angel scooped her up, Helen had Calypso in her arms. Both of the twins were crying and upset. When Helen saw Angel scoop up her daughter she walked over and stood beside her. Helen let Angel console her daughter, she noticed how good Angel was in handling a child and she smiled at the idea that maybe, one day, Angel would have a child of her own by Atlas. Atlas surely did love Angel, Helen knew that well and she felt not a bit jealous over it, he spoke about her quite a bit and was actually speaking about his and her soon-to-be offspring. It took twenty minutes for the sky above to calm down, the storm clouds drifted away and the sky lightened to its blue color. The sun shone out and acted like it had never been taken away. Atlas let the group calm down for five minutes more then he gently pushed Alexis forward.
"It be time we be gettin' home." Atlas said. "Angel, yeh behave! Walk!"
They started off, Angel was still holding Cleopatra who had calmed down. Helen walked beside her for a short while then went ahead of her, Calypso was now walking but her hand was held tightly in Helen's hand. Julius and Hannibal took up positions on the sides while Atlas brought up the rear. He had changed to being a more animalistic man, when Selma lagged behind her slapped her hard on the rear with his hands and when she didn't catch up with the group he charge at her and pushed her forward. Angel's arms were starting to get stiff so she stopped long enough to put Cleopatra down. The little girl looked up at her then took off for her mother, when Helen saw her she grabbed her hand then looked back at Angel and glared. Angel shook her head and walked on, she was now dead last by about five feet with Atlas walking behind her three feet more. She closed her eyes one time as she was walking, it was enough to put her direction off and she drifted away from the group. When she heard Atlas running up behind her she opened her eyes and ran. She didn't run back to the group but away from it, she had gotten a good ten feet from the group before Atlas grabbed her up.
"Wey yeh goin'?" he demanded angrily. "Yeh stee wit deh group!"
"Away from your old ass." Angel snarled.
He withdrew his sword and let it flop at his side, he had tied a rope around the pommel earlier and had tied the rope to his belt. Before Angel could stop him he swung his sheath. She screamed as he hit her with it, the leather sheath dug in deep and left some bad red marks which would sting her during the night pretty badly. She made a circle with her arms and placed them in front of her head and charged at Atlas, her arms struck him in the chest and he was pushed back one foot before he shoved her off. When she landed in the sand she gasped in pain, the sand had scraped the skin away on her elbows. When she looked up she saw, to her extreme horror, that Atlas was ripping his thin black belt off.
"I teech yeh to reespect me!" Atlas bellowed at her.
The group had stopped, they were waiting for them to return so they could continue on. Atlas swung his thin black belt high then brought it down hard, Angel screamed as it cut into her shoulder. She tried to get up twice but with Atlas swinging his belt at her she fell back each time. By the time he had swung his belt for the seventh time he had her up against a dune. Angel lunged three times, trying to reach him to fight only to be driven back by his belt. She tried once to grab the belt when he dropped in front of her but Atlas snatched it up and quickly slapped it down hard on her rump. In total, he swung his belt eighteen times. He never missed her, he didn't hit her in her face or stomach or chest, it was always her back, shoulders and rump. When he was done he grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet, he had a dangerous look in his eyes that she didn't like. He yanked her around him then threw her forward, towards the group. She was seething in rage, she could hear Atlas walking behind her, replacing his belt around his waist and picking the sword up from the sand that had fallen when he had torn his belt off of himself. When Angel got back to the group he started them moving again by stretching his arms out to the side then pushing them forward. No one offered to give her any help or to comfort her, everyone walked and acted as if what they had just seen was not a big deal.
"Behave gul!" Atlas bellowed at her as she walked. "Behave an' yeh no git poonished!"
"Fuck you you Ivy League Tight Ass!" Angel snarled back at him.
Atlas never got a chance to discipline her, he had gone into charge mode but had stopped once they had entered a flat stretch that housed three space ships. Angel didn't need to know who two of the ships belonged to, the third though had her stumped fully. Her father's ship, the SkullTerra, was sitting with its tongue-ramp down, she saw Lynster, Finster, Goldar and Kelso working around the space between the ships, what they were doing was beyond Angel. She saw her grandfather's ship, the SkuCoil, sitting between her father's and the new ship, her grandfather's servants were working the area between the space ships as well. The third ship was what her attention was solely on. It was shaped like a kite but was black and gold with an alien skull in the center that had large black eyes and a forked tongue. The kite ship was standing erect, a small silverish metal ramp led from a half oval hole that was in the side of the ship. Angel was so enthused in the ship that she didn't realize that Atlas had moved the group behind a dune leaving her behind. When Atlas had noticed that she was missing he had ran up and grabbed her, he had just swung her over his shoulder and was racing to the dune as she saw her father exit his ship.