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Shades Of Green
By : reinla
Category: M through R > Roswell
Views: 1954 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Roswell or any of the characters therein. I make no money or profit from this story. - Chapter List
The loud roar of the motorcycle broke through the quiet desert air as the sun glinted off the metal that roared down the lone stretch of highway. Speed soothed Zan's tortured soul as he skidded to a stop outside the quarry once used by the Pod Squad. He refused to waste his time near the pod chamber and risk running into Max more than he had too. Kicking out the kickstand, Zan climbed off his bike and headed for the edge of the ravine that dipped into the quarry. Slamming his body to the ground, Zan grunted softly at the small amount of pain that radiated from his body.
Laying flat on his back with his feet dangling off the edge of the rock Zan stared up at the midday sky. His thoughts were a jumble as images of Liz flittered through his psyche. Ever since he hatched from his pod he had felt a connection to the other three aliens, remembering his past life on Antar. Zan had kept Ava at arms length never fully trusting her, knowing she was his wife back home. He had always felt like he was waiting on someone, like his life was not complete because someone was missing.
Closing his eyes Zan tried to shove the images away. He wanted to lose his thoughts to simply just lay there and think about nothing. It was easier to lose himself deep within the pain of his life, to think that no one loved him. Opening his eyes, Zan realized that the needed to take matters into his very capable hands. He loved Liz more than he loved the air he needed to breathe.
Zan had always felt so alone even surrounded by Rath, Lonnie and Ava for his entire life. They were his brother and sisters, someone he could spend time with but he never truly felt loved or complete. She was like a northern start, pointing him on the path he should have been on all his life. She was the beacon in the storm, the lighthouse that helped him seek refuge during the turbulent times. He loved her so much that it hurt at times but he doubted she even know the extent of his feelings.
The more Zan thought about Liz the more he could feel his power building inside of him. Back on Antar, there was a reason he was able to decide the fate of an entire army with the blink of an eye. There were powers that no one knew about but Zan and the only time he felt secure in using his powers was when he was around her. She was the foundation he so desperately clung too, the calm that his soul desperately needed.
Air stirred and charged around Zan as he lost control over some of his powers. In his minds eye he could still see that other man touching her and it made him want to spit fire. She was his, why couldn't the world see that? [i]Perhaps because up until now I have never decided to let the world know.[/i] Deep within himself, Zan felt the minute control he had over his alien side shatter away. She was his life, his queen and he would be damned if he let anyone get in the way.
Pushing himself up from the ground Zan, eyes black with desire and power, walked calmly back to his motorcycle. Those that threatened him would soon know the true power of Zan, King of Antar and Liz would know his intentions. This party she had planned for St. Patrick's Day would be the perfect opportunity for him to make his move, to show not only the girl of his dreams but the world his true desires. A quick glance at the watch on his arm showed him that he only had about twenty minutes before the party officially started. Slamming down on the gas, Zan allowed the engine to roar to life underneath him as he took off at break neck speed towards Michael's apartment.
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