Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ VNL:Tears from an Angel ❯ That's not nice to say about me Mickila ( Chapter 7 )

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Tears from an Angel…

Vegeta grew inpatient of waiting in the offices while Kaleeco looked over documents and map lay outs of the ship.
"We are not finding Angel this way."
"Vegeta, just cool it ok? I think she can take care of herself." 17 said with a smile.
"Not with that ki draining collar on you fool." Vegeta snapped out.
"I think you both better ask your gods for help with her then. She's a spitfire. I wouldn't be surprised that Corvine kills her because she's so belligerent."
"I wonder where she gets that from?" 17 laughed as he looked at Vegeta. They were perfect together, Angel and Vegeta.
"She better hope for her sake I find her soon or I will kill her for being such a baka. I should have never listened to that half brained idea from her and my brat."
"Too late for that now. Lets just concentrate on finding her for now and getting the hell out of here before Corvine comprehends everything and knows something is up."

"Sorel, what's going on? Why are there so many people on guard around here?"
"Shhh, Corvine realizes what's going on. You're prince and an android are on this ship this very moment looking for you with Captain Kaleeco. If Corvine finds out that they are here, you'll have no chance of ever leaving this place alive along with them."
"Shit! I told them all not to worry their fool heads over me. I can take care of myself. Damn it."
"The prince is very strong headed yes, but he's here to get you out, the same as for the Vershie scouts. Now lets get you back to the Vershie offices and fix that arm of yours. It's starting to bleed again." Angel looked down and noticed the front of the black uniform was starting to appear wet with a maroon stain. She hadn't realized that she wasn't even using her arm at all, as it dangled limp at her side.

"Daddy said that he's sending help up here right away." Videl said as she closed her cell phone up and looked around at the damage once again.
"Good, lets go look for survivors to help. It's the only thing we can really do right now." Gohan said as he wrapped an arm around her. She gave a slight nod and looked to 18, she in turn nodded her head as they made their way through the wreckage.

Up on the lookout, everyone was pacing and growing inpatient as Vegeta was in the ship, especially the girls.
"I sure hope Daddy and Mom are ok."
"Bra I'm sure they are. Nothing as exploded yet which means your dad is keeping calm."
"That's a good thing Pan, otherwise there would be a full scale war going on right now."
"I just wish my mom would hurry up with Gohan and Videl and hope uncle 17 doesn't get hurt while he's with Vegeta either. Well, hope that Vegeta doesn't kill him."
"I think your uncle is hilarious Marron." Bra quipped loudly.
"Yeah, he can be funny from time to time. I don't get to see him to often though. Mom always kicks him out after a few days of him getting in trouble with me."
"I see you didn't inherited the boldness gene from him." Pan laughed out.
"Sure what ever you two say. I just know when not to do stuff that will get me neck high in trouble unlike you."
"Hey, lets go find something to do. Bra any ideas?"
"Maybe." She said with a sly smile on her face.
"Oh no, not again." Marron sweat dropped and walked away from them slowly.

The front office door of the Vershie opened and closed alerting everyone that there were visitors. From the back office Kaleeco stood up and walked to his office door, peering through the blinds to see who had entered.
"Who is it Kaleeco?" 17 asked as he slid off the top of a desk to come over to the door to see also.
"Sorel is back with another Vershie." Kaleeco said as he opened the door to his office.
"Angel is with him." Vegeta grinned and pushed himself away from the wall he was leaning on.
"How do you know?"
"I can smell her. Her blood." Kaleeco raised an eyebrow to him as Sorel pushed Angel through the door.
"Nice to see you back in one piece Angel. Where the hell have you been?" Kaleeco asked ushering her in and making sure Sorel closed and locked the door behind him.

"Vegeta!" She cried out as she wrapped her good arm around his neck as she nuzzled up against him.
"Onna, get off of me. You are bleeding on me."
"Shut up and give me a kiss."
"There is no time for that now. Lets get you cleaned up and get the fuck out of here before you decide to wander off again."
"Fine." She sighed out and propped herself against the desk.
"Ripped the sutures out of that shoulder Angel?"
"Tell that to the big oaf that decided to haul me around upside down. I was this close to getting out of here." She showed a small gap between her fingers.
"Right, now take that armor off so I can check it out." Kaleeco ordered her. She gave a face of protest before she started to unfasten the buckles and letting it fall to the floor in a loud thud.
"Fine, just take it easy on me alright? It fuckin hurts."
"Onna shut up and let him check that out. You can't even use that damn arm."
"No shit Sherlock! I haven't been able to since the Nikolas threw my own damn knife in my shoulder in a rousing game of body darts." As Vegeta was keeping her occupied with a verbal match of sorts, Kaleeco was peeling back the black Vershie jacket that was sticking to the wound. He cringed as the got the jacket off to see the stitches that he had put in ripped apart and the blood oozing out slowly down her tank top that she wore underneath.

"Hey Sorel, go get another shirt for her and bring the medical kit with you." Kaleeco sighed out before turning his attention back to Angel.
"This is serious enough to take you down to the medical area of the ship, but I don't have enough allies down there right now to take you."
"Argh, stop touching it you bastard." She hissed through clenched teeth at Kaleeco as she studied Vegeta's emotionless eyes once again.
"You call that hurt? I've had worse and still fought full out." Vegeta sneered provoking an evil glance from Angel.
"Leave her alone Vegeta." 17 came to Angel's defense. Sorel came back in holding a box and some new clothing for Angel and dropped them on the desk for Kaleeco.
"She needs to go to Med Bay Kaleeco. That's very serious."
"I have no choice in the matter Sorel. I can't risk taking her down there right now with everyone on this entire fucking ship looking for her."
"Would you guys stop fighting over this? Just get me the hell out of here and I'll get it fixed up by someone that can." She shouted out, ready to storm out of the office when 17 grabbed her by the arm, bad one at that. She let out a muffled scream of agony that sent her down to her knees, as Vegeta jumped between her and 17 and shoved him through the shut door.

"Great!" Kaleeco raised his voice in protest, going right after Vegeta to stop him from tearing his offices apart before everyone on that level could feel his rising ki.
"Keep your fucking hands off my mate!" 17 smirked as he wiped some blood that trailed down the side of his face with the back of his hand.
"I just saved your ass time in searching for her if she got out of that office. This is the thanks I get?" Vegeta growled before returning his attention back to Angel. She sat on the floor coddling her right shoulder, cursing at everyone in Glissian. Kaleeco raised an eyebrow after hearing his name involved in the string of curses.
"That's not nice to say about me Mickila." He scolded her with a laugh.
"Well you are a mother fucking bastard!"
"No wonder Corvine wanted that ki draining collar on you. I wouldn't go a round with you."
"As you should be scared, now hurry up and fix this, I just want to go home and sleep for a year." She whined as Vegeta hoisted her up off the floor, depositing her on the desk in front of Kaleeco. She bit into her bottom lip and burying her head into Vegeta's chest as Kaleeco started to clean it up and put the sutures back in.

"Hey Goku, come here and look at this!" Yamcha's voice carried across the look out to the young Saiyan.
"What's going on?"
"Is that where Gohan, Videl, and 18 went?" Yamcha asked pointing towards the black bellowing smoke rising from the west.
"Yeah, they went to help."
"We better get down there then, Corvine just moved some scouts into the area. They won't make it out with out help."
"Great, especially with Vegeta and 17 gone. Goten, Trunks, Piccolo!" Goten came tripping out with Trunks not far behind. Piccolo, Dende and the Supreme Kai that were talking in a group came over right behind the two young demi-saiyans.
"Corvine is sending more scouts out, Videl, 18 and Gohan are in danger down there. We have to get them out of there before they're spotted."
"Me and Goten can go we're pretty fast. They shouldn't be able to catch us." Trunks said with a giant grin on his face. Goten just nodded and put the trademark Son grin on as well.
"Get down there and pull them out. We can't afford losing them right now, especially since we don't know how Vegeta and 17 are doing on that ship."

"There I'm finished. You're not going to be able to use that arm for awhile Angel."
"Just what we need now. I can't do shit to help get us out of here." Angel whined out as she hoisted her limp arm across her chest, tucking the hand into her armor to keep it from moving.
"Onna, you can't do anything with that collar on anyways. You will just have to follow us out."
"Take the damn thing off of me then. I don't like feeling this useless." Angel spat out in anger, trying to grip the collar with her left hand to rip it off.
"Leave it alone. It's the only thing right now saving you from Corvine and his scouts from finding you. Now stop it before you injure yourself more. I don't feel like carrying a pissed off warrior over my shoulder." Kaleeco grabbed her hand as he spoke and pulled it away from the collar.
"Then what are we waiting for a written invitation to leave this hell hole? Lets roll." Angel pulled on the hat bill to bring it over her eyes as she walked towards the door with everyone shaking their head in amusement over her being so damn determined to get out.