Vedran's Earth Secret

BY : Nickie_Macht
Category: 1 through F > Andromeda
Dragon prints: 1570
Disclaimer: I do not own Andromeda, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Pairings For Now: Belladonna(OC)/Telemachus & Duncan/Methos.
"Oh, no, he didn't!" A girl's yell was heard above the fighting.
Everyone stopped in their tracks and looked toward the source of the voice. There stood a petite girl holding a crumpled pack of smokes.

"That sonuva bitch smashed my smokes!" She snarled, cracking said offender over the head with a blunt instrument.

"Asshole," She said to the unconscious nietzchean.
She gave him a sharp kick to the ribs before walking forward, the fighting continuing as if nothing had happened at all. Bella tossed aside the crumpled pack of cigarettes and high kicked a man in the head that was sent her way.

"Fucking shit..." She grumbled, checking her shoe to make sure she didn't break the stiletto heel.
She felt someone coming up on her, dropped into the splits, dropping onto her chest, her hands pressed against the floor under her. She moved her hips up, pressing up with her hands, bending herself to grab the man around the neck. She used her momentum to pull herself up and sucker punched the man in the face, knocking him out.

"Assholes, the whole lot of them," She said to herself.
Without looking, she knocked another out with a high back kick.

"I wish that sonnuva magog was here," She snarled, dipping her head, swinging her long black braid around.
The braid was tight and elaborate, with a mace-like ball hanging from it. The mace ball smashed into the man in front of her and he dropped like a fly. She stood up straight, her braid hanging over her shoulder. She held the mace ball in her hand and tossed it up and down.

"Fucker would be ashamed of the..."
She ducked a man that rushed her, the man tripping over her, falling flat on his face.

"Pride that uses his name..."
She tossed the mace ball up and swung the braid once more. The mace ball connected with the back of the head of a Nietzchean that had a Commonwealth Captain in a choke hold.

"With such disgrace," She finished, kicking the downed man.
Dylan stood up straight, rubbing his throat. He looked at his rescuer to see a petite young Nietzchean female with very long black hair and pale skin.
"Fucking..." She cursed a blue streak in Vedran, then looked over at the man she rescued.
He was looking at her. Well, duh, he was looking at her, but assessing her is probably more accurate.

"Beginning to wish my fucking brother was still alive," She said more to herself than to Dylan.
Dylan's brows furrowed.

"What do you mean?"
"Drago would be pissed if he found out what the Dragans were doing."
Bella rolled her eyes at the man. Dylan's eyes went wide in recognition.

"Belladonna Museveni," He said softly, Bella ducking while a man went sailing over her head, "only sister of Drago Museveni, Patriarch..."
Bella rolled her eyes a second time.

"Of the Nietzcheans...blah blah blah-dy fucking blah," She sighed.

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