The Truth Behind Lies | By : reinla Category: M through R > Roswell Views: 1747 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Pink and orange rays danced in the scattered dust that graced the now empty bed. Silence filled a room where once there were screams of pain. Delicious smells of eggs, sausage and bacon wafted through the cabin as one lone person stood at the stove. It had been days since anyone had seen him, let alone since he had moved. Everything seemed as if all was in place but the images and thoughts raced through his mind. Max had, for the most part, been subjected to all the pain and anguish bestowed upon his people by Kivar.
His awakening was intended to reveal the secrets of the granolith, to prepare him to be the rightful king. What he had received were images, flashes with sounds attached showing him who he used to be and the truth to why he was so drawn to Liz. Everything he had thought, known deep in his heart was counteracting what he already knew.
When he had awoken, Max had almost screamed in pain. Liz was hurt somewhere on a foreign planet and he was stuck. Relentlessly the thoughts and images continued to collide within his brain, making it harder for him to process. He had spent twenty minutes allowing his brain and body to return to normal. Afterwards he decided to make breakfast for the group in an effort to get some answers.
Slowly doors opened as each person slowly walked towards the smell. Maria was curious, wondering who was cooking since Michael was right behind her. Yawning, each person got to the kitchen only to stop dead in their tracks causing bodies to crash into each other. Six pairs of eyes stared in complete shock at the figure cooking.
Hearing the shuffling of footsteps, Max turned to look at the group. A small tentative smile graced his features as he spoke "You guys hungry? I made sausage, eggs, bacon and toast. I know I'm not as good a cook as Michael but I can still cook" He was nervous, wondering what the others thought about him.
Maria could sense the nervousness of Max and approached him slowly. Throwing her arms around him in a big hug. "Max I am so glad your awake. We were all starting to get scared. I..I know I was. I mean what was I going to tell Liz if you never woke up." Releasing him quickly she stepped back and grabbed a plate.
Michael was shocked to see his brother awake but it quickly wore off as he approached Max. Pulling the other man into a deep hug Michael embraced his brother and king. "Maxwell I am glad to see you are awake. I hope this doesn't mean you will take over my job as the cook." His joke was meant to ease some of the tension.
The other occupants of the room merely shrugged and grabbed plates. The food was good but not as good as when Michael cooked but no one wanted to say anything.
As everyone sat around the table eating Max spoke once again. "Zan, Rath. Thank you both for coming out here and helping us with Nicholas and Nasedo." He was sincere in his words, but there was still something else bothering him. He would speak with Zan about it later.
When breakfast was over everyone gathered in the living room to watch movies. Everyone seemed to be relaxing and having a good time. While everyone else got settled Max pulled Zan to the side.
"We need to talk, away from the others. Follow me." Max silently commanded.
Zan nodded his head and followed Max. When he had first arrived he had been the more alien of the two but there was no doubt here who was the rightful king. When both men were safely within the confines of the master bedroom they looked at each other simply regarding each with the calm of a king.
"I feel Liz. It's like this pulse I cannot place and it really is driving me crazy. The only thing is its getting weaker. I don't think I am strong enough to find her before the signal fades." He sounded sad, distraught as he looked at his dupe.
Zan was surprised with what he heard. He could feel the pulsing as well. It was part of the alien DNA that made them who they were. It was a way for the king to keep tabs on the queen. "I thought Liz was on Antar. The connection does not travel that far Max. If she was on Antar you would not be able to feel it. The connection doesn't work that way. It means she is here on earth somewhere. Why don't we go meet with the others and put our heads together. We need to find her."
Max was surprised to hear the conviction in the other man's voice. Liz was his everything and if he had to die to save her he would but Zan wasn't a part of the group. He had his girl already, Ava so why the fierceness to finding Liz. Turning on his heels, Max headed out into the living room. Coughing to get everyones attention, "We need to talk." He spoke as he took a seat and started to discuss what was going on.
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Deep within the status pod on the return ship from Antar Liz was resting peacefully. Her wounds weren't healing, much more frozen in time until Max could get to her.
Tess was growing concerned about the idea of bringing the group to them. She only hoped that they would allow her the chance to explain. Things were so different than when they left a few days ago but her fear was enough to keep her from being the one to seek out the pod squad.
Serena knew that the time had come to try to find the king and the rest of the group. Tess had shown her a picture of what the true king looked like and she was fairly confident that she would be able to remember. There was also the fact that every alien gave off a sort of pulse beacon to others of their species. They could sense others long before they arrived.
Casting her gaze at her queen, Serena bowed slightly before exiting the shelter of their cave. She was hoping to be as inconspicuous as possible but she knew she would stand out in a crowd. She was not overly tall but she did exude a certain air that made others want to get to know her. She had a few stops to make before she could begin her search.
Her first stop would be to acquire a vehicle, something that would not stick out too much but would also be practical in the New Mexico heat. There were a few places that she could go that were actually on her way into town. It was amazing how much she knew about the small town of Roswell simply due to her connection to the queen.
Being alien allowed her the ability to will herself where she wanted to be. It was a power she hoped to teach them all soon enough. Approaching the junk yard she hoped her stop here would be quick and it was. There was not much of a selection to choose from but the small SUV would be perfect if they actually had to move the stasis pod. Using her powers she changed some blank papers into cash and paid for the car. Paying in cash was the easiest way to stay anonymous.
The next three stops were relatively quick. She picked up some clothes that would help her blend in better with her surroundings. She also grabbed a few books and some food that she take back. Tess had suggested to her that she try to get some food at a place called the Crashdown Cafe, it was owned by Liz's parents and the podsters usually hung out there.
It was worth the effort though she despised the town for the way they laughed at her kind. She wondered how they could be so callous, they didn't even know they had a king and queen within their midsts.
It did not take her long to find the building and she almost wanted to sneer at the building. Pushing back her hostility, Serena walked steadily through the doors and found herself a seat at a booth near the back of the cafe. She could feel eyes on her but she managed to shrug them all off. She could care less what the others thought of her she was here on a mission and nothing would get in her way.
Soon enough all eyes but one set went back to their own tasks. One lonely set of eyes remained focused on the woman that had just walked through the door. The man could almost bet that she was an alien, she acted so foreign like someone that was used to being around royalty instead of normal people. He only hoped she was one of the good guys and if she was it would mean that Liz was back. Deciding he was going to find out the man made his way over to the booth and sat himself down.
"Welcome to Roswell miss. We have things to discuss."
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