|posted on 7-Nov-2001 5:54:27 PM|
|Title: Dark Force Rising|
Author: Xan (brigittabehr)
Disclaimer: Roswell isn’t mine, etc.
Category: M/L, M/M, A/I, K/T
Summary: What if Liz died at the Crashdown that day? Or what if the others just thought she did?
September 23, 1999
I’m Liz Parker and five days ago I died. Well, at least everyone thinks I did. I feel really bad about it, but they needed to believe that so that I can save the world. I sound like a retard, but it’s the truth. You see, a little over a week ago I found out that not only am I an alien, but so are Max and Isabel Evans, Michael Guerin, Maria DeLuca, Alex Whitman, Kyle Valenti and some chick named Tess Harding. We form what the Antarians (that’s us!) call the Royal Eight. Max and I were Zan and Ava, the king and queen, in our past lives; Isabel was Vilandra, Zan’s sister; Michael was Rath, Ava’s brother; Maria was Ariana, Rath’s wife; Alex was Dirk, Vilandra’s husband; Kyle was Serno, Dirk’s brother; and Tess was Astrid, Serno’s wife. Seriously, I’m not crazy! It’s the truth. Anyways, when I got shot that day in the Crashdown, I could see that Max was going to heal me and that would have set off a chain of events ending with the end of the world. So what did I do? I mind warped him. What’s a mind warp? I made him see something that wasn’t really there. I’m surprised I was able to pull it off since I was healing myself at the same time. Now I need to leave Roswell and track Tess down and bring her back here. Hopefully it won’t take too long.
Part one 2 yrs later
“Tess! Run!” Liz screamed as the building began to crumble around them.
The two girls ran as fast as they could and ducked under a nearby fire truck. An instant later they were covered in gray dust. Chunks of metal and cement soon followed.
"Holy shit!" Liz exclaimed.
“That was way too close,” Tess moaned, rubbing her arm where some metal had hit her.
The friends crawled out from beneath the truck and stared in shock at what remained of the World Trade Center.
“All those innocent people…” Liz murmured.
“Khivar will pay for this,” Tess seethed dangerously.
Liz nodded absently and jumped when her phone began to ring.
“Hello?” she choked out through her tears.
“Liz? Are you girls okay?” Nasedo asked.
“Yeah. I assume you heard about the attack. The tower we were in just collapsed.”
“Damn bastard. Do you know how many casualties?”
“Too many, that’s all I know.”
“Well, he’s also attacked my location.”
“He attacked the Pentagon?” Liz exclaimed incredulously.
“Yes. Thank God it wasn’t a heavily populated area. We have many casualties though.”
“How the hell did he come up with something like this?” Liz asked shaking her head.
“He’s a genius. Twisted and totally insane, but a genius. Listen, I want you two to get the hell out of dodge.”
Liz paled further.
“Yeah, go to Roswell.”
Liz sighed and closed her eyes.
“Okay. When will you get there?”
“As soon as I can. Try to stay out of sight when you get there. And take the transport there.”
“Sure thing. Bye.”
“Well?” Tess asked.
“We’re going to Roswell. Let’s go get the transport ready.”
Tess nodded and the two girls ran to their Jeep. Once home, they went into the basement where their transporter was stored. Liz punched in Rowell’s coordinates and pressed a button. A second later, the girls stood in the middle of Max Evans’ backyard.
“Shit!” Liz exclaimed as she realized where she was.
“This can’t be good,” Tess moaned as the backdoor opened.
“Quick! Do a mind warp!” she hissed as Max came into view.
Liz closed her eyes and concentrated. Tess stood nervously as Max seemed to examine the spot Liz was standing on. After a minute or so, Max shrugged and went back inside.
“Yet another close one,” Tess whispered.
Liz nodded absently as she stared at the spot where Max had just been.
Tess shook her head and snapped her fingers in front of her best friend’s face.
“Antar to Liz. Antar to Liz. Liz, are you there?”
“Very funny,” Liz snapped.
Tess just smirked and dragged Liz away from the house.
“Let’s go get a hotel room before you run into that house and scare the shit out of Maxie-boy.”
“Well, what was it Maxwell?” Michael asked when Max came back into the house.
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure,” replied Max, without any emotion or conviction.
Isabel frowned. Max had been like this for two years now. Ever since Liz Parker died he was just a shell of his former self. Iz wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t even care about her or Michael anymore. She wished now that Max had been able to save Liz. How was she ever going to get through to him?
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|posted on 23-Dec-2001 1:06:48 AM|
“The Little Green Inn?” Tess said in disgust, staring at the motel before them. “Liz, remind me again why we’re staying here.”
Her best friend sighed. “Because, Astrid, it’s the cheapest one in the whole frickin’ city.”
Tess decided to let it drop. Liz only used her formal name when she was really pissed or annoyed. She could tell that seeing Max had really shaken Liz up. Tess could only imagine how bad it would have been if Liz had seen Max and Michael. After Liz fully recovered her memory over a year ago, she cried in her sleep every single night for Zan and Rath, the two most important people in her life as Ava.
“So…wanna go get some food?” the blue-eyed blonde asked the petite brunette.
Liz shook her head. “You’ll have to go alone. What if someone I know saw me?”
Tess rolled her eyes. “First of all, they would think that they were mistaken. Second, I doubt they’d recognize you.”
Liz had to admit that Tess was right. Her hair was incredibly long and was done in hundreds of tiny braids, she was a little taller and stronger, not to mention the fact that she had a total of nine piercings and three tattoos. She had three holes in each ear, one in the cartilage of her right ear, a tiny silver hoop in her eyebrow, and a bar through her bellybutton. Her three tattoos consisted of the whirlpool symbol on her left shoulder, the Chinese symbol for “destiny” on her right, and the royal seal of the five planets on the small of her back. Liz also knew that the way she was dressed now was completely different from the way she used to. Her outfit today was her favorite: black JNCOs, black and white Vans, a white tube top that showed a lot of her stomach, and a black hoodie with gray sleeves. She didn’t know what really possessed her to dress like that, but she figured it had something to do with living in New York. Tess, too, had changed her style of dress since they moved to New York together. When they first met, Tess had been even more of a prep than Liz. Now her favorite outfit, which she was also wearing, consisted of black Vans, black low-rise jeans that were studded along the top, sides, and bottom, and a tight white shirt that also showed off her flat stomach and belly button piercing.
“Fine,” Liz finally muttered. “But if anyone recognizes me, there will be hell to pay.”
“Yes, your Highness,” Tess replied in a singsong voice. “Lead the way!”
Liz rolled her eyes and headed toward Senor Chow’s. “Why do I get the feeling that I’m going to regret this?” she mumbled to herself.
“Maria! You promised!” Alex whined, putting on his best puppy-dog face.
“Yeah, Maria. Come on, we never spend enough time together,” Kyle gently reminded his stepsister.
Maria sighed. “I know I promised to go to lunch, but I’m not in the mood. I mean, there was the attack this morning, and the anniversary is in seven days and you guys know how I get around this time…”
Alex and Kyle knew all too well what she was talking about. The two-year anniversary of Liz’s death was only a week away and Maria was starting to get depressed again. They had both been devastated to lose her, but Maria had been far worse off than they could ever imagine being.
“Please? It will do you some good to get your mind off of her,” Alex said softly.
Maria bowed her head in defeat. “Fine. Where are we going?”
Kyle grinned. “That’s the spirit, sis! We’re going to Senor Chow’s.”
“Why are we eating here?” Max asked as Isabel pulled the Jeep in front of Senor Chow’s.
“Because, if we go to the Crashdown, you’ll be even more depressed than normal. At least this way you don’t have constant reminders of Liz all over the place here,” she replied.
Max’s eyes clouded over at the mention on Liz and quickly jumped out of the car.
“Nice going, Iz. Real subtle,” Michael groaned.
Isabel frowned and tried to fight back the tears of frustration that constantly threatened to spill over. “Michael, it kills me to see him this way. When Liz Parker died, he died too and I don’t understand it. He barely knew her. How can he still be so devastated?”
Michael shrugged. “Maybe because he knows that he probably could have saved her if he’d gotten to her a second sooner; maybe because he loved her, I don’t know. I do know that talking about her so coldly is not going to win you any points with him.”
“When did you get so smart?”
“Dunno. Let’s eat.”
“Fuck me,” Liz murmured, staring in shock at the door of Senor Chow’s.
“Why?” Tess asked, baffled by her Queen’s behavior.
Liz only continued to stare. Tess frowned and turned around to see what had her friend’s attention. She immediately saw the problem.
“Uh-oh. Max, Isabel, and Michael are here.”
“No shit, Sherlock,” Liz snapped.
“It could be worse.”
“How?” Liz asked, looking at her friend as if she was crazy.
“Alex, Maria, and Kyle could show up.”
“Well, its worse,” Liz hissed.
“No fucking way!” Tess exclaimed and turned around.
Sure enough, there stood the last remaining members of the Royal Eight.
“Kyle’s the shorter one, right?”
“How can you tell?”
“I can feel it. I feel drawn to him. Is that normal?”
Liz smiled faintly. “For us. Come on, eat up. I don’t want to be in here longer than necessary. Otherwise, I just might go throw myself at Max and kiss him senseless.”
Tess chuckled. “I’d pay to see that. Poor guy would probably think he was going crazy—his long dead dream girl kissing him and then telling him that they were meant to be together. He’d freak.”
“Eat your enchiladas, Astrid.”
As Michael, Max, and Isabel were being seated, Max felt a strange force pulling his attention towards a table at the back of the restaurant. He looked over and saw a cute blonde with amazing blue eyes that looked about his age.
‘Weird,’ he thought. ‘I’ve never seen her before.’
Yet he felt some sort of connection. He saw her lean across the table and say something. Max then realized that she was sitting with someone who was blocked by a pillar. He felt a strange need to see who it was, so he muttered something about going to the bathroom and walked past the table with the blonde girl. As he caught sight of her companion, he froze in his tracks. Sitting at the table was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. She looked insanely like Liz and he shook his head to clear out the crazy notion that it was actually her. He went to the bathroom and threw some cold water on his face.
“Get a grip, Evans. Liz is dead. She’s never coming back,” he muttered to his reflection.
As he opened the door to the bathroom, he heard an eerily familiar voice. “Are you almost done, Tess? We need to get out of here.”
Max peeked his head around the corner and saw that it was the beautiful girl who had spoken.
“Chill out, Liz. I don’t think Max or the others have spotted you yet.”
Max’s jaw dropped in shock. Liz. That blonde, Tess, had just called her Liz. She also knew his name. Was it possible? Was it really his Liz?
“Keep your voice down!” Liz hissed. “The last thing we need is for one of them to hear us. We’re not supposed to disclose our identities until Nasedo gets here.”
Max’s head was spinning. ‘Nasedo? That’s the man that Riverdog spoke of. He’s an alien. What are Liz and this Tess girl doing with him?’ He shook his head and started to make his way back to the table. He was tempted to run to Liz and scoop her up into his arms, but he had some things to think about. Like, how the hell was she alive? He was distracted that he ran smack into Michael right by Liz and Tess’ table.
“What took you so long, Maxwell? Isabel started to think—Liz?” Michael stammered in shock as his eyes came to rest on her.
Liz’s eyes widened in horror as she stared up at her brother and her destined husband.
“H-hey Michael, Max,” she managed weakly.
The two men just stared at her in shock. Tess looked at the three and took charge.
“You two go back to Isabel and finished eating. Meet us at the Little Green Inn at three o’clock. We’re in room 119. Do not tell Isabel, or Alex, or anyone that you saw Liz. Got it? Good. See ya in a few hours, boys,” Tess said and drug Liz out of the restaurant.
Max and Michael continued to stare after them in shock.
Finally, Max asked, “I wasn’t imagining that, right? Liz was really here, and we’re really supposed to meet her in two and a half hours, right?”
Michael could only nod.
“Wow,” Max murmured and smiled for the first time in two years.