"I can see why my son decided to remain in Egypt!" KurukVile said as he drove his ship. "I can barely see my hand working the ship in this shit!"
"Is the map showing anything dear?" Irka hand her hand on her husband's shoulder, lending him a sense of comfort.
"Nothing but pitch black." KurukVile replied. "I like darkness, don't get me wrong, but only when I create it. Is Tazir close by?"
"Radar shows him slightly to our right." Dara Dara reported.
"Communications are showing that they are up so we're able to speak." KurukVile removed his hand from the steering wheel and pressed a red button. "Tazir! Tazir, can you hear me?"
There was static and a beeping sound, KurukVile repeated his attempt to get in contact with his brother before giving up. At this moment, communication could wait, he needed both hands on the steel chained steering wheel of his ship. He enjoyed his wife's hand smoothing up and down his back, although it was against him to make such a sound since he was all man he felt like purring. He was sitting in the cockpit of his ship, his wife behind him and his daughter in the seat across the room. Normally, he'd have his servants taking care of the driving of his ship but this was different since all of his servants were scared out of their wits by the sudden events before take-off. Dara Dara and his wife, Irka, had clung to him so tight when the ground underneath started lurching up and down, he could see Rita doing that same with Lord Zedd who looked as if he was about to drop to the ground and curl up like a ball. Master Vile had refused to move his ship to Angel Grove, the sensors in his ship were going off like crazy and he didn't want to move without finding out their cause. That was fine, KurukVile's sensors were doing the same but they were showing that nothing had entered orbit except for one small craft. It had landed in an area outside of the shield around Angel Grove, the area he was headed now. TazirVile had taken off soon after he had, since his brother didn't know where Angel Grove was KurukVile was driving up ahead, leading the way.
A beeping sound made him turn his head slightly, his daughter was fiddling with the computers against the wall and he wished she would stop. He cleared his throat loudly and she turned to him, when she saw the look on his face, a stern don't-do-that look which was all serious, she slumped back in her brown leather swivel chair with a bored sigh. He rolled his eyes, kids these days were always pressing buttons they shouldn't be, causing trouble that needn't be caused. Dara Dara and Triskull were behind, very behind, schedule. Although both lived on their own neither had their own galaxies or planets to call their own, neither had ships that they had requested to be made specifically for them. He couldn't figure it out, he'd love them for all eternity but would still find them very behind. His oldest son, their brother, had gone right out after graduation and started making a name for himself, he had a large palace and ships and money and offspring of his own while his younger siblings did not.
"Can't all be the same." he sighed.
"What was that darling?" Irka asked him.
"Nothing my love." he replied quickly.
The radar, a large green bubble sitting on silver bowl that was on a long steel pole, showed that TazirVile was behind him now. He tried again to raise his brother, again he heard only static and a beep. Sweat was starting to break out on him, he was worried. His brother, younger by four thousand six hundred years, had always seemed to be somewhat of a wimp in situations. He had been surprised when TazirVile had conquered the Antennae Galaxies, actually two galaxies in the process of becoming one. It hadn't been easy to take over that one, he knew as he had had his sights on it sometime ago but rules are rules. When family touches and conquers, no other of that family can take over. He had been blown over when his brother had admitted over dinner that he also had control of the Cigar Galaxy and the Gaia Object, he was currently taking a break from conquering to concentrate on his young daughter, the divorce had not been an easy one for his brother.
Divorce, one thing he had not gone through in his long one hundred and fifty thousand eight hundred and sixty-two years! Sure, he had an idea after all, he had left Agola and she had acted as if it was a divorce, even demanding a few items from him, meaning cash and the home which they had lived in for the whole duration of their relationship. He had given over a million to her to shut her mouth and had signed over the small three bedroom home that they had lived in. He had had to deal with her still for over five hundred years, she just never quit. He had seen how his father's leaving his mother had gone, his mother had been so upset! Learn from your elders, they say, well he had done just that! When he had learned that his eldest son, Vile, had had a girlfriend for almost all of his term in Grizzald's Academy and was considering marrying her he had given him a call. He had asked if he was truly serious about marrying the girl, Scordida was her name, and if so was he doing so because he was in love with her. A man should never marry out of plain love, he hadn't married Agola for that reason. Yes, he had loved her, but he hadn't been in love with her. He had fallen head over heels in love with Irka, and was still head over heels in love with her. He had just given his blessing to his son for the marriage when he had gone behind his back and conquered Gamma-Vile.
"TazirVile here, what is it Brother?" TazirVile's voice came over the communications system, he sounded aggravated.
"How you doing back there?" KurukVile asked. "You're all over the radar behind me."
"I'd have it better if I could see what was in front of me and if I didn't have the mic up in my hand, Brother." TazirVile scoffed.
"Excuse me for caring." KurukVile said, frustratingly.
"Well excuse me for having my hand on the wheel, a mic in my hand and my daughter beside me." TazirVile replied back, equally frustrated. "This ship isn't easy to navigate, you know. Especially in the dark!"
"Not my fault on the kid being beside you as you are driving you ape-shit." KurukVile snorted.
"Watch your language!" TazirVile yelled into the mic, before his line went KurukVile heard EshalVile repeat the words he had used. "Now see what you've done! Eshal you..."
"Radio out!"
KurukVile rolled his eyes, he couldn't believe his brother had brought his young kid along for the trip. Of all things, this wasn't a picnic and to bring a young child, an innocent child who barely knew how to make energy form on the tips of her fingers, was dangerous and a foolish idea. He had no idea how the humans were towards other beings offspring, and he didn't know how Angel was going to react around a child. Sure, she had been in a group previously with two twin girls but he hadn't seen her interact with them. EshalVile would need to be watched around the clock and protected, her father would be distracted with his protectiveness of her and not have his full mind on the situation at hand: to capture Angel and get back the Dacops Crystal.
"There's Angel Grove." Irka said, then she gasped. "Kuruk! There's a ship in front of the shield!"
The sky had blackened and the moon had gone into an eclipse about thirty minutes before, it was now lightening up and they could see the ship. Angel had made the slab of Earth go back down and they had jumped off, she and Lieutenant Rollins had jumped into the Lieutenant's car. She had grabbed the keys from him just before he could get into the drivers seat. They were speeding, whizzing back and forth, Lieutenant Rollins was clinging to his seat, his fingernails ripping into the cushions. He understood the hurry, but he made a mental note not to let Angel drive his vehicle again. They made skid marks as Angel turned off the main road to the theater, when Angel stopped the car a cloud of dust went up. She got out of the car and walked forward, Lieutenant Rollins grabbed the keys from the ignition and pocketed them before leaving the car.
The shield stopped right behind the theater, they had to exit and do the run and hide, hiding behind trees and rocks and the odd debris that was big enough for them to hide behind and not be seen. They had just gotten within hearing distance of the ship when they heard another coming. They looked up and saw KurukVile Surfeit's, Angel's grandfather's, ship land just twenty feet from the other ship. The dust had barely settled when the hatchway was swung open and KurukVile walked out. Beyond his ship Lieutenant Rollins saw a kite-shaped ship that was black and gold with an alien skull in the center that had large black eyes and a forked tongue, the ship, when it landed, stood erect. As he watched a small silverish ramp pushed itself away from the ship, at its base was a half oval black hole.
"There's something moving," Angel pointed at the circular bat-headed ship. "on the side of the ship."
"I'm looking at the Grey coming out of that Kite ship." Lieutenant Rollins gasped. "Steven Spielberg, eat your friggin' heart out!"
KurukVile didn't waste time in walking up to the ship, it was a nicely shaped ship, shaped like the head of a bat with its mouth open, the teeth jutting down and looking menacing. The eyes were dark red, he was sure that they looked out from were the cockpit was. The ship was mostly dark gray and black in color, except for them eyes and the teeth which were white. He was looking at the ship when he heard a crunching, as if someone was walking on sticks, coming towards him. He walked to the side and stood still. When he saw the being's shadow he opened his mouth, the being looked as tall as he was but that was all he could tell, the being was just too covered in shadow for an identification.
"Sir," he said loudly. "if you're hear for a planetary conquest then you must leave now. This planet is in the possession of my son, Vile Vile."
"I am aware of that, Son." the being said, he had a deep booming voice.
"What is your business here?" KurukVile demanded.
"What is yours, Boy?" the being asked.
"I beg your pardon?" KurukVile said loudly, he walked forward a few steps then stopped. "Do you know who you are speaking to? Come out of the shadows!"
Cyla gasped and turned a purple color, her beady light blue eyes grew angry as she watched the figure walk out from the shadows. She didn't need to know who it was, she had called him to let him know of the situation. DuruVile Surfeit, the man she had loved and married only to be left in the cold by, walked out of the shadows cast by his ship. She had found out that he was alive only a hundred years before, he had contacted her himself and that conversation had not been very pleasant. DuruVile had been severely injured by the KankuRanger on Wren8, he had almost been killed, he claimed, but he had had enough power in him to teleport out. He had been on Mooshang ever since, healing up. He had claimed he was up to date fully on their offspring's actions, specifically on KurukVile's conquests and that fact that KurukVile had five children. But when he had found out that he had great-grandchildren by their only son he had hung up the phone, he had called back sometime later saying to be on lookout for him as he was heading to KurukVile's latest coordinates, he had landed on Moas looking for his eldest son, and had looked rather foolish when he had found out that they had gone to Earth. He has sent a phone call in the dead of night as everyone slept saying, again, to be on lookout for him.
"And here you are," Cyla growled. "you lying, cheating bastard!"
KurukVile gasped when he saw his father, the first thing he thought was he's suppose to be dead. He had stayed out of his parents affairs, even during his father's divorce of his mother, but deep down he had also felt betrayed by his father. DuruVile Surfeit had a way with the ladies, he'd marry and father offspring with one woman then divorce her after the kids had grown up to marry another then the cycle would be repeated again. Five marriages total, and twelve children, his father looked no different in appearance. Of all the offspring of DuruVile Surfeit, KurukVile looked like him the most. DuruVile was six-foot three inches in height with not a hint of his age showing at all in his body or face. He had a hard, experienced look on his face, even his glowing green eyes with the yellow pupils inside showed his experience. He was wearing a wine red double-breasted tuxedo style Gothic jacket with a white shirt underneath and wine red pants that had buttons going around in an unfinished square around the groin region. The left side of his face was silver while the right was black, his elongated ears were silver with black Tiger-like stripes. When DuruVile Surfeit walked up to him, KurukVile had no choice but to show respect. It had been taught to him at an early age, to always show respect to your elders and he had taught that to his own offspring. He dropped to one knee quickly and pointed his head down at the ground.
"Father." he said.
"Get up off the ground Boy!" DuruVile Surfeit barked. "You're over doing it."
Angel thought her grandfather looked funny, she couldn't see that being he was kneeling in front of's front but she could see him from the backside though. He was slender in build, he had some muscle on him but in comparison to her grandfather not as much. He looked fast and quick, on his black hung a sword, she couldn't see the blade but the grip was in full view and it was silver. The sheath was dark gray with dark red gems down the middle. When her grandfather stood up she saw that he was an inch and a half taller than the being, they seemed to be talking, KurukVile had his arm at an angle. Before long, KurukVile led the being over to TazirVile who was holding a young child in his arms. TazirVile did a slight bow, by stretching one of his arms out wide and bowing down, before they heard a fight start up. Angel had only to hear the female voice to put two-and-two together. Cyla had showed up and boy, from the caliber of her voice she was really giving her ex-husband a piece of her mind. TazirVile and KurukVile walked off, the child in TazirVile's arms looked to be crying. There was a slight rumble in the Earth and Angel looked up. She grabbed Lieutenant Rollins and pulled him down low just as her father's ship dropped to the ground.
"So what are we up against now?" Kat asked Angel. "Who did you see?"
"I can't be certain, but I think that was DuruVile." Angel answered. "DuruVile Surfeit, my father's grandfather."
"I thought he was dead." Blly spoke up.
"Apparently not if he's here." Lieutenant Rollins exclaimed, he stubbed out a cigarette and lit another.
"So, who all are we up against?" Tommy asked. "Are they after you still or...?"
"Yes, still me." Angel sighed. "And my grandfather also wants the Dacops Crystal back as well."
"Have you been placed on the back burner for the Crystal or...?" Adam trailed off in his question.
"For my grandfather, that seems a yes." Angel answered. "For my father, I'm tops with Earth next."
It was a few hours later, Lieutenant Charles Rollins and Captain Ned O'Nell were sitting in back, the Lieutenant had gone through a pack of Newports while the Captain was just listening. The rangers were all around a table, Angel was at the head of the table. She looked pissed, and the rangers knew exactly why. She had just gotten rid of her father's baby to fall into the hands of a pervert named Atlas who was her mother's husband and had miscarried one baby by him and had another removed by her grandfather only to escape back to Angel Grove to find a new problem: DuruVile Surfeit's arrival sparked even more problems. Angel got up and went to the bar, she asked the bartender for a piece of paper and a pen which he gave her, she walked back and started writing.
"My father, for one, is after me." she wrote on the paper. "Earth is almost an excuse. My grandfather came here only because he and his wife found out that they have grandkids then they joined ranks with my father to capture me. Now with me in possession of the Dacops Crystal my grandfather's mind is solely on recovering that. TazirVile, I have no clue. Cyla, I have no clue. DuruVile, I have no clue!"
Angel smacked the pen down then yelled, she sucked on her index finger that had gotten slammed down beneath the pen for a few seconds before returning back to the paper. Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell walked up behind her.
"Triskull and Dara Dara are helping my father, or at least I think they are." Angel wrote on. "And Rita, Lord Zedd and Rito are as well. Those five, though, are more like back-up. The big ones that I have to worry about are my father, grandfather and grandmother and TazirVile. I'm not so sure about DuruVile yet."
Angel had no idea of what happened during the night as she lay awake in her bedin her apartment but Irka sure did. It was enough to make her run off to her and her husband's bedroom chamber and cry. Her oldest son had stepped out of his ship, followed by Rita and Rito, then had stopped dead in his tracks when he had seen his father and grandfather hunched over a map and some plans. He had told his two children to stay put and not wander off then had walked up to his father. He had started talking sensibly, had nodded his head and had made the usual sounds of approval before exploding in a rage that had surprised Irka completely. KurukVile had decided to take a different direction, Angel was now on his back burner while acquiring the Dacops Crystal was his first thing of interest. Although he had promised he'd help his son capture Angel, he had also mentioned that acquiring the Crystal was the more important thing on his mind. DuruVile had been introduced, but Master Vile had simply been too angry to say anything, he had simply nodded his head at his grandfather which had prompted her husband to slap him in the back of the head and bark show some respect, boy. It was after that that Master Vile had tromped off, his arms rising and fall, swinging all over the place.
"It's obvious you don't care." her son had shouted back. "My daughter means more to me that than damn Crystal! I'm through!"
"Boy! You come back here now!" KurukVile had shouted back. "You're needed to help us, this is a serious matter..."
"You do your damn plans and I'll do mine." Master Vile had roared back. "Rita! Rito! Back in the ship! We're setting up camp elsewhere, away from these wretched beasts!"
They had broken up, Master Vile had gone with his children to the other side of the shield and had set up camp. TazirVile had voiced his concern over Angel pretty clearly, which had invoked her husband's rage. The two brother's had fought so frightingly that DuruVile and Cyla had stood holding them back. TazirVile, with his young daughter in tote, had pulled out of their camp. As far as Irka knew, TazirVile had joined her son. In her mind she was terrified that she was about to lose her oldest child, and his children. She cried for a long time until falling into a deep sleep, when she had woke up she had found the ship empty and cold, Triskull and Dara Dara were in their rooms sleeping while her husband and her father-in-law were still outside drawing up plans and talking. Cyla had been moved into their ship, she was so distraught over having her ex-husband in such close proximity she didn't want to speak to anybody. She wondered what her son was doing when the sun started showing up on the horizon, in its yellow light her husband walked up and sat next to her.
"I know this decision isn't an easy one for you to take," her husband said to her gently. "but please understand. Angel's in great danger with the Crystal in her hands. It's better to go after the Crystal first then her."
"I've always stood by your decisions." Irka said, she leaned against her husband's large muscled shoulder. "I stand by this one. We'll help Vile get his daughter afterwards."
"I love you." KurukVile kissed his wife.
"I love you." Irka said back, she kissed him back.
Pressure, immense pressure, was on two sides of them and the military was doing all it could to calm people down. Schools and businesses had been canceled, newspapers all over were reporting that Angel Grove was under heavy attack and the local tv stations were broadcasting each event as it happened, a small count down timer on each channel marked how long it had been happening. It had started at early morning, just before seven, and had gone on all the way to noon without stopping, there was a little break now and Angel was plum tired already from going to one location to the next to repair the shield. She had seen how powerful her great-grandfather was, extremely! Her grandfather was extremely powerful but with her great-grandfather now at his side they were making things very difficult. She had patched up several large holes in the shield already, large enough for some of the monsters to get in. Luckily, the military took care of the monsters so she could concentrate on the shield. On the other side of the shield it was white, from her having to patch the entire thing almost at once. The red shield was powerful, but her great-uncle with his acidic powers was able to slice through it like butter. Her father was firing off every ability he had, at the most fearsome of strengths, at the shield and that made the pressure worse. The shield on the west side had collapsed fully by ten o clock but she had been fast to throw up a new one, a white one. It had cracks in it from her great-uncle heading back to work with his acidic powers but so far, it was holding.
She sat down in a pile of rubble, the military around her looked at her sorrowfully then looked back at the shield. It had never been this bad! It was lunch hour, things had stopped and she figured it was because her ill-gotten family had gone off to have a lunch before resuming. She guessed it would be twenty minutes, forty tops as her ill-gotten family liked to eat large meals, so she headed off for a jeep and got in. She drove quickly to her apartment and went inside. She was a mess! Her hair was standing on end, her shirt was in tatters and her jeans were torn at the knees. She went off and showered quickly, she placed on a fresh pair of jeans, a blue shirt and white tennis shoes afterwards. The pulsating red faux crystal that hung on a hook caught her attention. She had forgotten it when she had gone to Deocomos, surely Atlas had taken advantage of that when she had been forced to stay with him. She had taken the Dacops Crystal and had placed it on her coffee table. The ring, she had that around her finger, she figured it'd give her some sort of luck and boy did she ever need it! She went to the faux crystal and tapped her finger on it, it bounced back against the wall twice then went still.
"Dione has the gem fragment." she thought to herself. "If I can get her to hand it over, I can repair the Dacops Crystal and send it away on a rocket or something. Send my grandfather on a wild goose chase."
She smiled at seeing her grandfather in his SkuCoil ship chasing after a rocket throughout space, catching up at times then being left behind. She imagined her father would be pissed at having to follow him, TazirVile and Cyla would probably head back to Moas and give up after a day of chasing. With that thought in mind she grabbed the crystal and held it up, her hair was still wet but she didn't care. She had a limited time window to do this and she figured she'd better do it now. At the top of her lungs she yelled out Dione's name. When nothing happened she yelled it again. Becoming frustrated, she held the faux crystal up near the Dacops Crystal and screamed out again Dione's name. Dione's voice rang out behind her and made her jump, if the ceiling had been closer she would have gone straight through it.
"What is it child?" Dione asked, she sounded annoyed. "I'm aware of DuruVile being alive, I cannot help any."
"You can," Angel stepped back and showed the Dacops Crystal. "you have something that this needs."
"Absolutely not!" Dione exploded. "I'd rather have this destroyed than for my father to have his precious Crystal back!"
"I can send Ku- your father away!" Angel yelled back. "I can send this thing off on a rocket intact fully and he'd chase after it! I can..."
"Where have you been?" Dione asked. "What have you been up to?"
"I am sure you know well." Angel glared at Dione. "Don't change the subject."
"I'm not giving you the gem fragment!" Dione yelled, she grabbed the fragment of the Dacops Crystal from her neck and tore it from her. "But really, where have you been?"
Angel shot an energy bolt at Dione who dodged it, she glared at Angel then sent one back. Angel grabbed the Dacops Crystal from her coffee table and ran off with it, Dione followed her to her kitchen. A yellow energy bolt aimed at the door made Angel stop and turn. Dione looked like crap, her make-up was a mess, it hid heavy sleepless bags under her eyes and she looked as if she had had a lot of nights crying. Her dress was messed up, her nails were broken, she was without one of her maroon heels. Angel took all of this in then teleported the Crystal someplace under the city. When the Crystal was safe she turned her attention to the fragment still housed in Dione's hand.
The explosion inside Angel Grove made heads turn. Master Vile, Rita and Rito, TazirVile and his young daughter, EshalVile, were at lunch when they heard it. KurukVile, DuruVile, Triskull, Dara Dara, Cyla and Irka were just finishing their lunch when they heard it, the only ones to get up from their seats though were Master Vile and his father, everyone else just sat. The military were quick to get out of the way, a large purple energy field swept most out of the shield and a wave of blue water behind it swept the others out. It wasn't long before buildings were leveled and there was a strong gray smoke swirling up from Angel Grove. It started on the far side of Angel Grove, near the northern part of the shield, but it quickly moved to the center of Angel Grove. The rangers, Lieutenant Rollins and Captain O'Nell ran as fast as they could to the center of Angel Grove, when they got there they stopped dead in their tracks. Angel was fighting someone fiercely, she had a deadly look on her face, a look of dead seriousness, her eyes shone for some reason a bright golden-yellow with an emerald-green ring.
Dione had spoken a few words with Angel, had expressed her wish that Angel hand over the Crystal which Angel had claimed she wouldn't do due to Dione's current state which Dione had felt great offense at. The fight inside the apartment had started mostly because of Angel showing the images of Dione and her sister during training with their father then showing the photo of Dione with Azone standing in the background as KurukVile held Master Vile while Irka made him laugh. Angel had insisted that a part of Dione's problem was jealousy, and corruption from her mother which Dione had flat out denied. Dione had tried to remain calm but after Angel had insulted her for, again, not training Perniceie and Azura correctly she had broke. She had fired many strong energy blasts, bolts of red and purple energy from her fingertips and energy sonic blasts at Angel which Angel had evaded only by the skim of her teeth. She had ducked several blasts, but had sent many back herself, one of which opened a deep cut on Dione's cheek. Dione hadn't much liked that, she liked being the top dog, the one in charge. She had crouched down almost to the floor then with a yell had a large energy blast come from her mouth that had made Angel's apartment into splinters. Angel had landed in the street and had started running, turning back periodically to repeat fire as Dione followed her.
"It's time you learn respect!" Dione screamed as she sent an energy wave of purple at Angel.
Angel pulled hard left, bounced off of a wall then picked the wall up with her elemental abilities and sent it flying back at Dione. She swung her arms and kicked her legs out, she combined elements as best she could by sending out a combination fire and earth blast then afterwards an air and water swipe. That last one had sent Dione flying into the air. She had landed on her face but had gotten up fast and returned fire. Her blast missed its mark by a mile as Angel was already riding on an air ball heading for the center of town. Dione was hot on her tail, sending a great many of energy attacks, trying to knock her off of her air ball. Many buildings fell to the ground and Angel used their rubble to make giant balls of earth which she sent rolling back to Dione. They were, of course, not really something to hurt Dione, just something to distract her. Just before she reached the center of town she turned and made all the water in the sewers below rise, she sent this great stinking wave of water at Dione who screamed when she saw it. Dione was flattened to the side of a still standing building.
"Come on now, you can do better than that!" Angel taunted her great-great grandmother. "What's wrong, did dear old daddy not teach you enough?"
KurukVile stood in amazement, as did his father, as a yellow glow formed directly in center of Angel Grove, the glow blinked then a swift energized wind blew back at him. Whatever buildings had been standing went flying. The military that had been thrown out of the shield were running back in to help people who were screaming under rubble, they allowed them, they were fully perplexed by what was going on. There was a wave of brown water and the sound of lightning being zapped before KurukVile got an idea in his head as to what was going on. He staggered forward then ran, he started attacking the shield with everything he had in him.
"Kuruk!" Irka screamed. "What's wrong?"
"Angel's being attacked by a very powerful being." KurukVile yelled back. "My guess, Dione."
Angel made the biggest and strongest energy attacks she had ever made in her life, and was surprised that they were still not as strong as Dione's. Dione's attacks were getting more and more powerful, several had struck her and made her slide back against a, somehow still standing, wall from a use-to-be-standing building. She gasped in pain when those struck her then something happened. She felt herself growing tired, Dione's attacks were hitting her more and more times, slicing and cutting through her skin, one almost broke her leg, another sliced the double brands on her neck. It was then that she closed her eyes and tapped into her evil side. When she opened her eyes the golden-yellow ring had grown, the emerald-green of her irises shrank to a small ring. A n air ring formed around her, chunks of Earth and rubble from buildings formed around her, brown water from the sewers shot up, a ring of fire completed around her making her look as if she was directly in between a electron. There was a scream from her then the fire, water and chunks of earth and rubble flew at Dione who was caught unprepared. She was fell back against the ground, Angel's eyes had gone back to normal but she had a snarl on her face so startling that if one was to look at her they would have thought of her as ugly.
"How do ya like that Old Woman!" Angel yelled.
Dione started to get up but a vine grabbed her arm, she reached to claw it off of her but another vine wrapped around her other arm, she thrashed herself about as more vines clawed up and encircled about her. She become like a vined mummy, the vines wrapped around her legs fully, she shot energy blasts from her feet trying to get them off of her but her blasts were in vain. The vines wrapped around her middle up to her chest then stopped, the vines wrapped fully around her arms, trapping them to the ground. Angel walked up, she was breathing heavily and had a limp but looked fine. She bent down and, with a slight struggle, took the fragment of the Dacops Crystal from Dione's hand.
"Ahhh... thank you!" Angel started to walk off, the vines started unraveling around Dione's body. "Now to my grandfather."
"No you don't!" Dione shrieked.
Angel turned just as Dione unleashed a white energy bolt at her, she sent one of exactly the same strength but she held onto it, when both met she swung her arm up then around, when her arm finished its swing she released the two combined attacks and they flew towards Dione. Angel sent a red lightning bolt then she jammed the fragment of the Dacops Crystal in her pocket. She had just taken her hand out of her pocket when Dione's body collided with hers. He short few seconds of jamming her hand in her pocket to make sure that the fragment of the Dacops Crystal was safe had given Dione a window of opportunity.
"I can't let you give the Crystal over to my father!" Dione yelled in her face, her white glowing eyes were like two bright stars. "I won't!"
"I'm not going to give it over to him!" Angel swung her fist and it caught against Dione's eye. "I'm going to send him on a chase for it that will take forever before he reaches it!"
"No!" Dione's fingers dug deep into Angel's arms, Angel felt Dione's long maroon colored fingernails with the lightning bolts on the top enter into her arms. "That Crystal sees my father as its only owner! It won't allow for him to chase after it!"
"It's allowed me to keep it for this long!" Angel pulled herself together and started fighting.
They wrestled on the ground, Angel was swinging her fists at every chance she had and with every ounce of strength she had in her body. Dione was reaching for her pocket, she had torn away the flesh from one of her biceps with her left hand before she head released Angel. She held Angel in a strong hug, holding her close, trying to control her, trying to make her stop fighting her. Angel turned once more and pulled herself free. With a well placed kick, she sent Dione flying into the air, the fragment of the Dacops Crystal fell from Angel's pocket to the ground. Angel picked it up and placed it around her neck. When Dione ran back she stopped, she gave Angel with a startled, and sad, look them started to fade away, Angel saw a single tear fall down from each eye before Dione disappeared fully.
"You will learn on your own them, my dearly stubborn great-great granddaughter." Dione's voice was heard in Angel's head.
"Angel!' Kat screamed, when she reached Angel she grabbed her and shook her hard. "Are you alright? What was that about?"
"What is that around your neck?" Aisha asked.
Angel pulled free of Kat's hold and went to a street drain, tired as she was she was able to use her elemental powers to pull the street drain up and throw it to the side. She reached inside and pulled out the Dacops Crystal, it had had a front row seat the entire fight. She walked it over to one of the rare still intact but leaning over sideways walls of a use-to-be building and placed it on top. With a ripping motion, she ripped the fragment of the Dacops Crystal from her neck and placed it evenly on the piece it had been broken from. At once, the Dacops Crystal accepted the piece. It glowed brighter, it got a more powerful feeling.
"Uh Angel..." Lieutenant Rollins said as Angel started reaching out to touch the now complete Dacops Crystal. "I don't think that is a wise thing to do with that thing."
Kat and Aisha ran forward the second they saw Angel touching the Dacops Crystal, the Crystal changed color, started blinking red and purple and then it went to a deep red. Angel was blasted back by a red zapped bolt, she struck the side of a dumpster hard. The Crystal melted the wall it was on and fell to the ground where it forged itself to the asphalt. As Kat watched, the Crystal went white then yellow before it went back to pulsating in red and purple. The next thing she knew, Angel ran forward. She knelt down beside the Crystal and started making commands.
"Dacops Crystal! I command you downpower!" Angel screamed. "Release your hold on the Earth now!"
"This Crystal cannot comply with command due to commander not being the owner." a voice, deep and foreboding, from the Crystal said. "This Crystal can only be used by one, this Crystal can only be owned by one."
"Damn you I'm his granddaughter! I command you..." Angel grabbed the Crystal and tried to pull it from the asphalt. "release your hold!"
One of the shards turned in her hand, she heard an awning sound then grabbed another shard and did the same. She had just turned the last shard, the largest one, when there was a sound like air or gas being released then it became quiet. She looked at Kat, who was closest to her then she looked at Lieutenant Rollins. She wondered if she had activated the Crystal and if it had, indeed, accepted her as its new master and owner. She found out when she turned back around to face the Crystal. A white light suddenly shot up from the Crystal, it knocked Angel back but she got up on her feet in no time, the white light was thin and being so close to it Angel, Kat and Lieutenant Rollins felt the air grow cold. Angel took a step towards the Dacops Crystal and the white light suddenly exploded. Most of the light hit her and made her sail clean over a completely destroyed building. When she landed she found herself gasping for air. The rangers, Captain O'Nell and Lieutenant Rollins ran away from the Crystal, neither was going to touch it after seeing what it had just done.
"Angel!" Kat shrieked. "Your hair! Oh my God your hair!"
"What's wrong with my hair?" Angel asked, she pulled a lock of her hair down and shrieked in terror, her hair had gone from fiery red to as white as a brand new pillow case.
"Crystal activated!" the deep, foreboding voice of the Crystal reached them. "Crystal activated by non-owner, planetary destruction of owner's touched planets in ten minutes."
"No!" Angel screamed. Lieutenant Rollins grabbed her by her ripped open arm that was spilling out great amounts of blood. A wind blast by the Dacops Crystal sent all of them flying back a few feet.
"Angel, what's going on?" Aisha screamed. "What's happening?"
"I've destroyed our planet! That's what's fucking happening!" Angel screamed back. "Every planet that my grandfather had touched... has walked on!... will go up in smoke in ten minutes!"
"Jesus!" Captain O'Nell exclaimed. "I should have married my fiancée sooner now I might not have a chance to!"