Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ VNL:Tears from an Angel ❯ A Princess never breaks her promise ( Chapter 2 )

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The cell was dark and musty smelling. Water could be heard dripping in a slow rhythm from somewhere close. Angel opened her eyes and rubbed the back of her neck. The scout cracked her a good one. She silently cursed herself for being so careless to be caught off guard like that. She carefully pulled herself up in a sitting position careful not to over exert her right side of her chest that was stabbed deeply with her own knife. Her thoughts changed immediately to Trunks.
"How could I be so stupid to leave his side? Damn it I'll never be able to forgive myself if something bad happened to him. Shit Vegeta would kill me for sure." She cringed and quickly abandon the thought. The only thing on her mind should be on how to get herself and everyone else out of this hellhole. She wasn't even sure where she was at, but she could feel ki now. There were two guards outside of the cell door walking a long path. She searched out further and was about to distinguish the Z senshi not far from her own cell. She prayed to Dende they were holding up better then she was.

"She's here." Trunks uttered quietly to his cellmates.
"Who?"
"Yamcha grow a brain please. Angel, I can feel her not far from here."
"Is she hurt? Can you tell?" Bra questioned excitedly.
"I'm not sure, her ki does seem a little low. But I'm not use to her normal power level yet." Trunks let out a heavy sigh as he concentrated on her ki level.
"Don't worry, I think she's fine. She just got stuck someplace else then us. Corvine probably didn't want all this power stuck together if you know what I mean." Pan whispered.
"Can't help but worry. The things she told me is making me nervous."
"Trunks nervous? Since when?" Krillin half laughed.
"Something bad is going to happen to her, I can't shake this gut feeling I have."

The cell door jerked opened the light blinding the blue haired beauty that sat against the wall.
"You! Come with me please." A tall dark haired guard announced his presents and intent to her in a rough voice.
"Polite for a guard aren't you?" Angel squinted her eyes to see him. He sighed lightly and entered the cell taking careful steps towards her.
"I am Kaleeco, do not be afraid of me. I am not like the others on board this ship."
"Trust you? How can I trust anyone that works for Corvine?"
"You must. For your own sake and safety please trust me. I know you are Mickila from Glissa and the Saiyan Princess. I will do what I can to get you out of here."
"How do you know of me? I must be pretty popular here or something."
"Corvine talks about you quite a bit. He has for several years now. He has always said that he would capture you and add you to his collection, like a jewel on a crown."
"I don't know weather to be honored or horrified."
"Be scared of him. He has plans to murder everyone on this beautiful planet with out remorse. That includes your children and husband."
"My mate and his children. My child was murdered by Corvine." Angel casted her eyes to the filthy floor with the mention of her child she didn't know.
"I'm sorry to hear that. But I have to take you down to the stateroom. Corvine is waiting for you there."
"What does he want from me? To terrorize me more?"
"I will be there with you. I will escort you back when the time comes. Just remember to trust me." Kaleeco held out his hand and helped her up off the cold damp floor to her feet. He gave a brief smile to her before he shackled her wrists together with chains and led her out of the cell.
"Now keep your head down no matter what." He whispered as guards and scouts alike noticed the fine specimen of a female walking behind Kaleeco towards the Stateroom. She grimaced as hands touched her, and voices whispered sexual fantasies at her.
"All of you back away of the courtesan of the Ruler now!" Kaleeco yelled when the stares, touching, and voices became too much for her to handle. Angel's eyes widen with disgust at what Kaleeco had just called her.
"I am not a whore." She hissed at him, her eyes filled with hate.
"I know you're not. Just play along please." He pulled on the chains to make it less obvious he was being friendly to the prisoner and drug her along the never-ending hall.

The shadow of defeat graced the Prince's face at the look out as he distanced himself away from the rest of the remaining senshi.
'I should have killed him right there and then when I had the chance.' He scolded himself.
"Hey Vegeta."
"What do you want Kakarott? I'm not in the mood for your insane chatter."
"I was just wondering if you tried to contact her. You know through your bond?"
"Do you not think that I have not tried that already? She is mentally blocking me."
"Are you sure it's her?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Supreme Kai said that Corvine was pretty powerful. Maybe she's not blocking you on purpose. Corvine might be stopping her some how."
"Mind control? Like what Babidi did to me?"
"Is it possible? I mean the guy can get into your dreams right?" Vegeta growled at the thought. He knew that Goku had struck on something he didn't think of before. He wasn't going to admit to him that he came up with a probable answer.
"Shut up Kakarott. That is one of the stupidest things you've said in a long time."
"Geeze Vegeta, I'm just trying to help."
"Well you're not. Now go away before I throw you over the edge of this stinking place."
"Don't worry about throwing me over the edge, I'm going to Korin's to get some of that yummy food." Before Vegeta could yell again, the younger Saiyan had disappeared, his stomach leading the way like usual.
'Angel I swear if you are blocking me on purpose I'm going to blast you one.'

The stateroom was silent when Angel and Kaleeco entered. She stole tiny glances of the room as she was led towards a long dark table. The room had the sent of death that hung heavy in the air making her stomach churn violently.
"Captain Kaleeco, so nice of you to bring the prisoner to me."
"No problem Sire, she will learn in no time to behave in my presents." Kaleeco put on his best-wicked smile for Corvine and then cracked his knuckles loudly making Angel shudder.
"So my little whore, how do you like your accommodations? I hope they are suiting." Angel face was filled with anger, her jaw set in stone, her eyes not leaving Corvine's.
"Answer me when I ask you a question." He closed the gap between himself and her in a flash. His hot breath on her face sent waves of nausea through her body. She turned her head for a second before spitting straight in his face.
"Go to hell you son of a bitch!" Corvine brought up his black-gloved hand and wiped the dripping spit from his cheek and smiled back at her.
"You know my dear, that wasn't very nice of you to do. Very un-lady like of some one your stature. Might I suggest you learn some manners before I see you again." Corvine snarled at her before the back of his hand met with the side of her face. She staggered slightly trying to regain her composure to stand tall in the face of the enemy. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, staining her chin. Angel glared at him for a moment before Kaleeco grabbed the chains on her wrists ready to take her back to the cell. She struggled for a second not wanting to leave before she spit blood on Corvine's boots before being dragged out before Corvine would strike her again.
"What the hell were you thinking in there?" Angel remained quiet with her head bowed down as they walked the hall back to the dingy cell.
"You know he can kill you with out thinking twice. Don't do anything stupid again otherwise I won't have anyone to sneak out of here."
"My friends are here."
"The three little girls and the three fighters?"
"Yes, one of the girls is my ste…daughter and the lavender haired fighter is my son."
"I'll let them know you are alright then. I guess I'll have to think of some other way to get all of you out."
"Thank you." She mumbled as they passed the cell where the others were being held in. She stopped abruptly at the cell and called out to them from her side.
"I'll be back to get all of you soon. A Princess never breaks her promise."

Vegeta's head jerked up in surprise. He shook his head for a moment trying to clear his thoughts. But the words of his mate rang in his head over and over.
'I'll be back to get all of you soon. A Princess never breaks her promise.' He put his fingers to his temples, closing his eyes trying to find the mental link to his Onna.
'A Princess never breaks her promise.'
"Vegeta are you alright?" Piccolo's deep voice broke the testy Prince's concentration.
'A Princess never breaks her promise.'
"Leave me be." Vegeta barked out angrily.
"Vegeta you look like you've seen a ghost." Gohan remarked at the older Saiyans paler color.
"I told you leave me be before I blast this place from here to kingdom come." The bitterness in his voice weighing heavy from his lips Vegeta opened his eyes again to see concerned faces looking at him.
"A Prince never breaks his promise." The words rolled off his tongue before his body hit the floor out cold.

Everyone that was in the cell heard Angel's voice from the other side of the door. Bra lifted her head in surprise and called out for her only to be met with silence.
"What did she mean by 'A Princess never breaks her promise.'?" Marron asked from the safety of her fathers lap.
"I remember Daddy saying something like that along time ago. He told my Mom that he was a Prince and Prince's never breaks a promise." Bra said from between Krillin and Yamcha.
"Well we know she's hear, and she sounded alright. So I guess we stop worrying for the time being."

"I'll bring you some food and some medical supplies to clean up that shoulder with. You need anything else?" Kaleeco asked as he removed the shackles from her wrists.
"No, I just want to get out of here and go back to my Prince." She said softly rubbing her tender wrists from where the chains and shackles tore into her skin.
"Ok then, give me a little while then. I'll be back." Kaleeco nodded to her as he opened the cell door.
"Wait, I want to ask you something."
"What is it?"
"Why are you so nice to me? I'm a prisoner and as you said a courtesan." Kaleeco frowned for a moment at the question. Carefully he unstrapped his black armor chest plate dropping it to the floor in a clatter. He turned his back to Angel and listed the black shirt from his body. Angel gasped and pulled her left hand to her mouth.
"Can it be? No it can't be!" Angel paled rapidly letting the darkness take her. Kaleeco sighed as he turned around to see Angel in a heap on the damp floor.
"I knew I shouldn't have done that."

"What the hell just happen here?" 18 asked as she came upon Gohan and Piccolo looking down upon a passed out Saiyan Prince.
"Don't know. He mumbled something and then boom he was on the floor."
"Well shit, I was hoping he fainted from my good looks. So do you like?" 17 asked as he turned around like a fashion model for them.
"Oh my Dende." Gohan said in a nervous tone. Piccolo cracked a smile and couldn't contain a small laugh.
"Bro, dear sweet bro. What the hell were you thinking?" 18 asked. 17 did another complete spin in front of them before he answered.
"Oh don't you think my hair looks great this way? I think I learned how Vegeta gets his hair to stand up like that. Only took me four bottles of gel and five cans of hairspray.
"Yea and only one small ki blast to ignite it all." 18 grinned for a moment before a sinister smile graced her lips.
"18 don't even think about it."
"Damn it. I was just going to start a little bon fire and roast some marshmallows." She released the small ki ball off the lookout before walking away. 17 eyed his sister for a moment before he turned back to Gohan and Piccolo.
"So tell me the truth. Do you think he'll like it?" Gohan laughed nervously as the Saiyan Prince mumbled something in his passed out state.
"Glissian Warrior, true Warrior."