"She's alive." Master Vile said to his mother when he walked into camp with his daughter draped over his arms, a limp but still shallowly breathing creature.
"Lets get her to the medical room and healed up." Irka ran ahead of her son.
"Dione will think twice now before she walks up to Angel." KurukVile exclaimed. "This child here is amazing! Very powerful!"
Master Vile smoothed his hand down Angel's hair, making a spell all the while, using his mind over his words. Angel's eyes were closed but when they would open she would notice the difference, that the lightness of her hair had changed, had gone back to being its true weight. When he took his hand back he saw that his spell had worked, his daughter-mate's hair had gone from being as white as a ghost to being back to fiery red. TazirVile walked around the table, the vitals were coming back saying she was fine, the lasers were now working on her mid-section. He was just turning around when an alarm went off, he turned around and pressed a button. An image of a blade positioned just inside his great-niece's female parts came up, this shocked him greatly.
"Dione must have decided to make you unable to have more children, my nephew." TazirVile said. "There's a knife's blade stuck up inside of her."
"Take it out immediately!" Master Vile exclaimed.
Angel had no idea what went on for a week, she felt like something had been taken out from inside of her then she had been moved someplace far away. She had only brief recollections of being carried up a long flight of stairs, being undressed and slipped into a bed then feeling like there was a weight placed on her and excruciating pain following soon afterwards. After one week and a two days of this she finally regained full consciousness. She pushed herself up slowly, feeling muscles in her arms become pained she decided to lie back down. Everything hurt, she shook her head to clear it. What had happened to make her feel this way? Had she fought her father and beaten him? Or had something else happened? Breathing hard, her collar bone sticking out and the veins in her neck standing out, she forced herself up and turned around. With a few deep breaths she stood up, she had to hold onto the bed to keep standing, her legs were just too sore to hold her up on their own.
This room, it looked familiar. When her eyes adjusted her memory cleared some and she was able to remember. She was in an immense room, much bigger than the ones she had been in over the past few years. All around, she saw things of beauty and culture. The bed behind her was a canopy, the canopy was black and the blankets were black with dark red vine-like designs. On the bed were many pillows, many circular, throw and normal sized pillows, all with dark red pillow cases, there was one that was larger and oddly shaped, it had a deep hole in the center and two slight indentations on the sides, this pillow was covered in a black pillow case that had a purple design on it, this pillow was situated on the right side of the bed. The floor, when she looked down, was misted heavily but when she took a step the mist flowed off and she saw that the floor was carpeted completely and was dark blue, almost black, in color. The walls of the room were red striped, one stripe red with the next a darker red. On the walls were several torches, there was a small bucket underneath each torch that caught the oil that dripped down from the torch bowls. Up above, when she looked up she saw a gold chandelier hanging down from a multi-gray ceiling, small skulls were on the chandelier, they held candles in their mouths. At each corner of the bed, she saw, was a vase from which smoke drifted up from incense burning. The incense smell wafted through her nostrils, it was heavy and near took her breath away.
"I know this room..." she said in a near whisper. "I was in here a long time ago..."
"Too long, if you ask me."
She turned quickly, almost losing her footing in the process, her eyes caught up against more items in the room. Orange energy crackled around a space on the wall from which a program on Earth were being shown, as she watched she recognized that what she was looking at was a unique screen, a television screen, and that the program on the screen was a news broadcast. She saw the rangers fighting five monsters, she saw Atlas fighting alongside them, she heard Atlas yelling out something in Arabic. When the screen went dark she focused her attention on the odd-looking couch that was sitting directly in front of it. The couch was one of them non-backed ones, it was orange in color with snakes for arms, each arm ended in a snakes head with the mouth open. There was a copper colored gramophone with silver designs around the horn's edges on one side of the backless couch and a glass table that was held up by black curved legs that had a bowl of what looked like living insects sitting on top.
Her eyes swung around the room, they caught artwork on the walls. Black horses rearing up, their mouths open and their nostrils flaring red, dragons breathing fire, skulls holding black roses which dripped blood and a portrait of her father with Rita and Rito standing on either side of him. There was a Black Leopard skin rug, the head still attached, lying in front of the bed, on one wall hung the head, with the antlers still intact, of an Addax Antelope. The horns were beautiful and had three twists to them, they ran twenty-two inches up on the head which was gray, there was a light gray, almost white, cross on the face, a brown tuft of hair was between the horns. The animal had an upside down mane on the neck which was brown, the rest of the neck was gray. The eyes were like marbles, black and to her, they looked sad. A sound, a foot being pulled back on the carpet, made her turn slowly.
"Hello, Daughter-Mate." her father said from his chair when she noticed him.
It all came back at once, it all just came back at once and she collapsed to her knees. She had been fighting Dione, had beaten Dione but Dione was still living, she had taken the survivors of Atlas' military unit to safety, she had saved Atlas. She knew where she was, and she did not like being there. She was in her father's palace, on Gamma-Vile, how long she had been here was yet unclear but by the looks of her father sitting in the chair near a corner it looked as if she was about to have a fight on her hands, he looked as if he was very impatient.
Master Vile was seated in a black leather chair, the arms curved and held white screaming skulls that had red teeth. The cushion was soft, the whole chair had a shine to it. When Angel looked up at the corner that the chair was located at she saw spider webs, she looked at all the corners in the room and saw spider webs in each one, curiously, none had a spider on them. In one corner of the room sat a large mirror, surrounded by a gold and black frame. There was a sound of air being processed and she turned back around. Her eyes took note of the glass table on the right side of the chair that her father was sitting on, on it was some sort of machine, it was black but had red and gold designs on it. A long tube ran from the machine and she traced it, she saw that her father was holding the tube to his mouth, his finger was on a trigger. When he pulled the tube down she saw that there was a silver cone on the end of the tube, gray smoke drifted from it, the same gray smoke came from her father's mouth and nostrils.
"You will regain the use of the muscle in your legs soon." her father's voice drifted over to her. "Lie down, don't hurt yourself."
Angel didn't listen, she pushed herself up and teetered slightly to the left for a few seconds before she righted herself. Her eyes caught something else in the room, a dark gray dresser, a long dark gray dresser, that had a red cloth on it. There was a headbust on the dresser, it was light gray and shaped like her father's head, even had the elongated ears. From the ear parts of the headbust hung six little hooks which held little earrings. The headbust also held a pair of blue-tinted glasses, they hung just barely on the nose of the headbust. A creak made her turn back to the corner that she had seen her father seated at. The creak had come from the chair as her father had pushed himself up. He had placed the tube on its handle on the machine and was walking towards her, in the dimly lit room his golden-yellow eyes shone brilliantly.
"Uhhhhhhh, now don't... don't do anything rash pop." Angel held her hands out, her legs were bent at angles, only the bed kept her from falling down.
When her father walked into a space of dim light cast by the chandelier above she saw her situation. Her father was not wearing a single thing! His half flesh, half skeleton body was dry and bulging in muscle, his waist slender and taping down in a V-shape, his male parts waggling in the air, fully erect. His arms were held at the side for a short second then they sprang up and he sprang forward. She braced for it, she even tried to jump away to avoid it, but when he struck her it was like she had just hit the side of a mountain. She gasped out a shout, wrapped her sore arms around his shoulders and torn at him, she was picked up and dropped to the bed, her father fell directly on top of her.
"I have waited long enough for this." her father hissed at her.
"Get off of me!" Angel demanded.
"Ahhhh now my dear," her father grabbed her legs and swung them up around him with his hands. "enjoy yourself, this is the beginning of your new life."
Angel struggled hard, despite her hurting body she pulled and pushed herself from the left and right, she tried to get her legs underneath her father so she could kick him off of her but his weight was placed firmly on her. He took one of his hands and placed it behind her head, before she could reach back and tear his hand away he lunged in. His lips pressed against hers hard, he kissed her roughly, held her close. His other hand wrapped around her right breast, it squeezed then released, the fingers pinched her nipple then caressed it. She kicked her legs out, when he released her head she screamed in his face, he just laughed back.
"This will be better than the first time." her father said to her, he had an evil tone to his voice.
He kept his body pressed tightly against hers as he went down, he ran his light blue tongue down her neck then wrapped it around one of her nipples. He slurped noisily then went in for a full suck. She bounced, she twisted, she tried to turn and she screamed, she tried to throw him off of her. A tinge of pain made her look down, her eyes went wide with shock and terror when she saw her father going for the other breast, the other nipple, her left one had been bitten slightly, there were little teeth marks on her nipple. He slurped the other nipple before sucking on it, she saw him bite her and that made her toss her head, she grabbed one of his elongated ears and squeezed.
"Get off of my ear!" her father yelled at her.
"Get off of me!" Angel shrieked back.
He threw her hand off of him and went down, he held her down with one hand while he played with her female parts with the other. It was at that minute she remembered that Dione had inserted the blade of a knife into her down there, the blade pointed down. She smiled when he started feeling the hole of her vagina, the smile went away when he inserted his finger and started shoving it in deep, she remained still out of fear, she felt his long dark blue fingernails scraping up against the insides of her female parts. He shoved his finger in her a full five times before taking his finger out, she was thoroughly relieved when he did but it didn't last long. She started screaming at the top of her lungs when she saw him duck down, he latched on tight and started licking and planting sloppy kisses on her female parts. She kicked her legs out and he grabbed them, he held her legs down and apart. When she looked down she saw that his golden-yellow eyes were staring up at her, he was licking her now fully, would lick up slowly and gently then would lick down rough and fast. He did that for a short while before he slammed his head down, she felt the full extent of his tongue slide into her. He licked one spot for a while then went to a different spot, exploring her entirely. A sudden surge of pain made her look down again.
"You bastard! You're not suppose to bite down there!"
The pain got worse, she screamed when she saw him pull up and she screamed when she saw a spurt of blood pop out from her clit. Her father sucked and licked on her some more then crawled up her body, pressing down on her all the while. He didn't enter her gentle, he entered deeply and hard, so hard it hurt. He started rocking and ramming deeply, his arms were around her holding her close, making it feel as if she and he were one in the same body. She felt something pop inside of her then she felt great anger. She reared her head back and sunk her teeth into her father's shoulder. That seemed to of made him go faster, get more violent and rough, it also seemed to of made him become happy.
"Yeah baby, sink them teeth in!" her father said to her. "I'll do the same."
"You're suppose to be split in half!" Angel screamed, her teeth were still sunk in her father's shoulders. "The blade... I had one in me!"
"Had it removed."
She felt great pain as her father grabbed her shoulder, his fangs sunk in deep and she felt blood flowing. This made her more angry, she clawed her fingernails on her father's back, inflicting deep scratches, she released her hold on her father's shoulder then dove in and started tearing at him with her teeth. His flesh was right tough, she found that out right quick. She'd make teeth marks but she couldn't penetrate, her teeth were just not sharp enough. His shoulder prevented her from clamping down and tearing a chunk of flesh from it, it was just too bulging in muscle, but she grabbed hold of him and started pulling back and forth. He was really rocking and ramming now, her bottom would no sooner drop to the bed than be lifted back up again, her muscles screamed in pain, she screamed and shrieked, she bit and tried to tear his flesh with her teeth. Her only victory was with her fingernails, she shredded his back, he bit and made her bleed on her shoulders and neck and she shredded him with her fingernails, she had no idea how she was able to do it but suddenly, her fingernails dug in deep. She buried her fingernails then the tips of her fingers into her father's shoulders. He acted as if this pleased him, it made him rock abd ran into her harder, she felt blood flowing from her vagina hole. After five hours of brutal, violent and bloody forced sex from her, her father slid out of her. He was drenched in her blood on the front and drenched in his own blood in the back.
"Good girl." he patted her leg then slid her under the covers. "It won't be hard all the time, but sometimes, it's good to let that good rough stuff out."
"Fuck you!" Angel tried rolling over and getting out of the bed but her body prevented her, it screamed and she moaned in pain, everything hurt her and that included her teeth.
"A good little mate I have in you." her father slid into bed beside her. "Our next child will be conceived here shortly."
"I'll have it removed just like the first." Angel snarled at him.
"No, because you'll not be leaving this room for a long time." her father said to her. "A long, long, long time, my little Daughter-Mate."
"You can't keep me here!" Angel screamed at him.
"Oh yes I can." her father nodded his head three times then layed down on his back. "Night, Angel."
