|posted on 12-Oct-2001 8:27:03 PM|
| Title: The Midnight Hour|
Disclaimer: Roswell and all its characters, etc. are the intellectual property of Melinda Metz, Jason Katims, UPN, etc. I own nothing related to Roswell, and no infringement is intended.
Rating R would be appropriate I think
Summary: Post-Departure, CC, M/L, M/M, and the rest of the gang. As the group is still dealing with the aftermath of recent events, they are forgetful that other enemies are all around them, waiting for opportunity. When Liz and Maria come up missing one morning, the rest of the group desperately searches for them, unaware that they are now caught up in a conflict larger and more dangerous than any of them realizes....
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“You can stop this ridiculous charade now, Liz. They know who you are because I told them,” Nicholas closed the door behind him and stood next to the dark-eyed man. “Agent Carter has been a patient man up to this point.. but I would not test him if I were you.”
Liz looked back and forth between the two, trying to determine how this alliance had apparently taken place. Figuring that a last-ditch effort was worth a try, she tried to play towards what she hoped was Carter’s better judgment.
“I have no idea who he is. Besides, why do you care what a teenager says anyway?”
“Come now Liz, we both know he’s not what he seems. And, well, let’s just say he broadened my horizions and opened my mind to a whole new world of possibilities..” Carter raised his arm towards the bed and Liz felt a rush of pain sear through her body, as if every nerve ending was on fire. It caught her off guard, unable to utter even a small sound. When he released her, her body went limp and she gasped for air.
“So, I think I have plenty of reason to believe what he says,” Carter replied, a definitive tone overtaking his already sinister and intimidating posture.
“A nice little exchange, don’t you think? We give them advanced genetic and medical alterations that put them hundreds of years ahead of current human capabilities. In return they help us deal with Zan, or Max, or whatever he wants to call himself now. We get to remain here without concern of capture and they rid themselves of the truly tyrannical alien threat.” Nicholas put just the right spin on things so that Liz understood his meaning, but for all intents and purposes Carter was oblivious. Their eyes locked for only an instant, but it was enough to let Liz know he had complete control over this situation, and there was little she would do to change that.
Liz was still unsure of what to do at this point.. should she go along with them? They already knew most of the story anyway, so what would be the harm? But she had made a promise to Max, and she would not break it.
“So if you have all that, then I don’t see how I could be of much use,” she stated, hoping to skirt the issue altogether.
Nicholas chuckled quietly. “If that’s the way you want to play,” his laughter ceased and he glared at her intently, “then so be it.”
He nodded to Carter, who again walked towards the bed and sat down beside Liz. “There is a weapon your so-called friends have in their possession. It was designed so that they might take over Earth and rule Antar from here, as well as make all humans subject to assimilation by the Antarian culture. We have no defense strong enough to overpower it, as it is also decades more advanced than anything we have now. Whoever controls it therefore would control this world.”
Liz looked at him as if he’d lost his mind, but she knew he believed every word he’d spoken. He ignored her, and continued.
“Max had the knowledge of the whereabouts of this weapon as well as how to use it, but it is locked away with his memories of Antar. We would never gain access to that information by force.”
“But… someone close to him could,” Nicholas added.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, and even if I did, I wouldn’t do anything to hurt Max,” Liz replied, still doubtful of all they had told her.
“Of course you don’t know.. I just told you Max doesn’t really know, either, ” Carter reasoned. “But you are going to help us. You are going to redeem yourself in the eyes of your fellow men and save us all from this threat.”
“That’s the most ridiculous story I’ve ever heard! Nicholas has done nothing but lie to you, you have to believe me!” Liz begged.
“Your mind has been poisoned with media propaganda, Liz,” Carter said as he took hold of her arm. “They want you to believe that little green men are fake and UFOs are the stuff of legend. It is easier for most to live their lives thinking that we truly are alone in this universe than to acknowledge that there are other worlds – with other beings out there. And it is even more difficult to think that some of them are not the kind, gentle creatures we would have them be, but you – you and I, Liz, we know differently, don’t we? You think you have been a friend to E.T. for these past few years. Well, I’m here to tell you that you’ve really been with something that more closely resembles the Predator.”
Nicholas came to the other side of the bed and placed his hand on her forehead. “You should be grateful Liz: you’re about to receive a gift few others on this world will ever have. And you will have the opportunity to save your planet at the same time,” he’d added that for Agent Carter’s benefit and Liz knew it. “Don’t worry, this won’t hurt too –“
Liz shook herself free of Carter’s grasp and at the same time knocked Nicholas over as she ran for the door. Suddenly the door opened from the other side and the larger man from the night before grabbed Liz once again. Kicking and screaming, it took both Carter and the other man to pin her to the bed as Nicholas drew ever closer…
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