Chapter 5
A few days later, they reached Cyclonia. It was an ominous set of towers surrounded by purple, electrified, rumbling clouds.
When they had first entered Cyclonian air space, Angel had thought Night had come early it was so dark. Well not dark enough that you couldn't see, but dark enough.
Nothing major had happened in those few days from their last stop to here. She had talked with Cyclonis a bit since their last chat, Cyclonis seeming interested to hear about where Angel had been all these years. She also seemed worried about a Sky Knight crew called the Storm Hawks, saying that they had interrupted her plans on multiple occasions, she seemed to think that with sister by her side now, nothing and no-one could do wrong by her.
Angel had gone down to the cells a couple of times to see the child that had been abused by the guard. Even if it did cower away from her. She brought a homemade first aid kit, as it seemed to be the favourite to pick on.
Due to her change of clothes everyone seemed to fear her. It was sad that just changing into a Talon uniform made everyone afraid (except for the Talons and Cyclonis obviously).
As she dropped the kit into the cell a guard came to her side questioning her actions, as she stared into the cell she felt like she was going to cry "They're used as slaves yes?" the guard answered with a simple yes and Angel turned to him "Then it would do no good to have physically broken slaves before they're even put to use" he opened his mouth to argue but her gentle yet stern stare silenced him as she gave an unasked statement a serious answer "You know my standing. I would think you smart not to question my actions. You best not tell anyone about this" with that she left, leaving the guard looking after her puzzled, as well as the cells inhabitants.
Angel couldn't bring herself to look for Dove; for fear that her only friend would be lost to her if she ever found out who she really was.
What made it worse for Angel was that she wouldn't mind if she hadn't met her new found sister. They were two completely different people, one a mad woman, the other just trying to find a way to survive and find people she could call friends.
They docked at Cyclonia, this took about ten minutes, and they were off the ship in fifteen. Cyclonis, Angel and The Dark Ace (with a few Talon guards) were the first off and were greeted by a tall thin woman and a fat man with a mace. 'Both of them look as crazy as each other'
"Master, welcome back!" the tall woman replied "I trust you had a successful venture?" Cyclonis stared at this woman somewhat annoyed so Angel answered for her "it was successful in some instances and not so much in others. But there were some instances when success was excelled. Does that answer your question?" the woman and the man looked toward Angel, her looking perplexed and irritated while he just looked plain confused. Cyclonis looked at her sister out the corner of her eye, an amused grin appearing on her features. "Who are you to answer for the Master?" she questioned with a snarl, "Ravess, Snipe, I'd like to introduce Angelique. My sister" the looks that adorned their features was priceless and Angel couldn't help but laugh lightly while Cyclonis chuckled herself.
Amusement seeped from Angel's words as she spoke again "I suppose you'll have to watch yourselves from now on. Who knows what might happen if you don't" her look directed at them was anything but amused, more a sadistic mystery, one you wouldn't want to be caught in the middle of.