Chapter 7
When Angel had finally made it to the exit she was met with a very dark and somewhat suave voice "My, my. Well, well, what a temper we have. You certainly know how to make a scene"
'Dark Ace' she spun round searching for him and found him only inches away from her, making her step back with surprise. Her eyes widened and she swallowed the breath she had taken seconds before.
"I'm right though. It doesn't do well to provoke the prisoners. Any number of things could happen" he smirked at her remark "Were you preventing a possible mutiny? Or trying to help a possible friend?" Angel breathed in, fear taking grip in her heart "Which is it Angelique? You know, I've been watching you for a while, don't think I haven't, and it does not do well to treat prisoners with respect nor does it do well, to provoke me" with that he entered the mining area and Angel released the breath she had been holding 'I need to get out of here as soon as possible. If possible could be now that would be even better!'
From then on, Angel (despite The Dark Ace's words) would go down to the mining area every day. And every day she would meet with Digger and just talk.
She would question him about himself and his home and he would ask her what a Canadian was, which very quickly became his nickname, which he didn't seem to mind.
It turns out The Dark Ace hadn't said anything to her sister and none of the Talons were brave enough, so it was quite easy to form a friendship with Digger.
It was also safe to say that none of the other Talons wanted to lose their jobs and so no more prisoner abuse happened while Angel was around, although Digger had informed her of a few instances when it did, but there was little that could be done as she wasn't around at those times.
Right now, Angel was seated on the floor of the mine, back against a wall, thinking very hard to herself when suddenly Digger was snapping his fingers in her face "You okay there? You look like you were trying to break boulders with your mind" Angel chuckled and ran her fingers through her cropped hair, blue orbs staring at him slightly amused "Be cool if I could, but no. Just thinking. About nothing and everything" Digger whistled "That's too deep for my liking. Why don't ya tell me about yourself eh? I mean I know you're Cyclonis' sister, but there's something different about you. You were missing for all those years, so where did you grow up?" Angel breathed out through her nose scratching her head "I don't think you'd believe me if I told you! I wouldn't really know how to explain it anyways Canadian" Digger looked rather crestfallen his long ears drooping and replied with a simple "Oh" Angel raised her brows and ran her fingers through her hair again, a kind and amused grin forming on her face. "Okay. But don't laugh alright! Coz this is all true whether or not you want to believe it. I grew up in another dimension, okay? There I said it!" Digger looked interested now "Keep going eh!" Angel shrugged and breathed out for a second time "I don't know how I got here" she dropped her voice to a whisper "But I think 'My Beloved Sister' has something to do with it. I grew up in a small neighbourhood, in a city, on an Island Continent that's surrounded by water there are seven other large Continents also surrounded by water, and if you were to go up past the cloud layer to the moon, you would be looking at a ball of earth and water. The ball, coincidentally enough, is called Earth" she looked up to see not only Digger, but two or three other prisoners listening to her talk all of them thoroughly intrigued with her story, all of them bright eyed and bushytailed, Digger being the only one with an actual bushy tail.
Angel smiled friendly and then continued with her story.