Tomorrow's Yet to Come ~ epilogue ~ 11/4/04 - COMPLETE

Post by **majiklmoon** » Thu Oct 21, 2004 10:24 pm

Disclaimer: Roswell, and its characters do not belong to me. Melinda Metz, Jason Katims and 20th Century Fox have that particular pleasure. I’m simply borrowing them until the Season 2 DVD’s get released. Chapter Seventy – Three Confession is Good for the Soul Max stood up and walked across the room and stepped out onto a small balcony that overlooked a private courtyard. He leaned against the railing and watched the two moons come up over the mountains in tandem, filling the courtyard below with a shimmering light. Max felt so conflicted, he didn’t know what to do. He knew he sounded like a pompous arrogant ass every time he opened his mouth lately, but he couldn’t help it. He was so confused. He wanted nothing more than to sit down and talk to his father. Not Che’koth, or Drinian, or whatever the hell his name was, but his father. The man who taught him how to hit a ball, and drive a car. The one who rescued him and Isabel from the desert that dark night so long ago. “Mind if I join you?” the Sheriff asked, standing in the doorway. “What, oh, no, Jim,” said Max, coming out of his reverie. “How are you feeling?” “A hell of a lot better than I’ve felt in a long time, I’ll tell you that,” said Jim. “Guess we took care of all those other aches and pains when we healed you, huh?” Max asked with a grin. “Well, yeah, you did,” admitted Jim. “But that wasn’t what I was talking about. I was talking about how I felt in here,” he said, pointing to his heart. “I am so relieved Max, because for the first time since I found out about all of you, I know you’re safe. You aren’t in danger anymore. Not from Tess, or Kivar, or any alien race of super soldiers. The nine of you can finally start living.” “Yeah, that is something bordering on the side of incredible, isn’t it?” said Max. “And yet, I’m getting a feeling that you’re still pretty unhappy, Max. Why is that?” “I don’t know,” said Max. “You’d think I’d be on top of the world, instead, I’m acting like a world class jackass. For Christ’s sake Jim, I’m a king, a freaking king! How many kids grow up pretending they’re a king, and here I am, King Max.” “It’s a pretty big responsibility, isn’t it?” asked Jim. “But I’ll tell you one thing, Max, if you chose to shoulder it, you’ll do fine. I’ve never seen you fail at anything you’ve tried to do. And I’m going to be honest with you, son, I don’t think that’s what’s bothering you. Now do you want to talk about it, or are we going to sit here and look at the moons all night?” “God, Jim, I don’t know. I really don’t,” said Max, his expression conveying the anguish he was unable to verbalize. “You know what I was sitting here thinking about a few minutes ago? How much I wish I could talk things over with my dad. You know, get his take on everything.” Jim smiled to himself, at last Max was getting to the route of the problem. “Well, you can,” he said. “He’s sitting in there right now with the others talking.” “He’s not my dad!” Max shouted, unaware of the tears streaming down his face. “He’s not. My father is Philip Evans. He’s done everything for me, and that man in there, what has he done?” “He gave you life, not once, but twice,” said Jim, calmly, pulling Max into his arms. “And he sent you far away so that you and the others would have the chance to live. You’re right Max, Philip is your father, and nothing will ever take that away from you. You don’t have to choose, you have room in your heart, and in your life to love them both.” Jim listened quietly while Max poured out his conflicted emotions about having two fathers, purging himself of all the doubt he was feeling. When Max calmed down, he pulled away, embarrassed at his outburst. “I’m sorry,” he stammered. “I acted like an ass.” “No, now you’re acting like an ass,” said Jim. “Before you were acting like someone who has been through a lot, and has a lot to deal with. I want to ask you a question, Max.” Max stared at Jim, puzzled by the unexpected turn in the conversation, but listened quietly. “Do you love Liz?” the Sheriff asked. “Well, yeah, of course I do,” said Max. “What’s that got to do with anything?” “Do you love Isabel any less than you love Liz?” “Well, no, but that’s different,” said Max. “Okay, what about Michael, you love Michael, right?” asked Jim, pressing the issue. “You know I do,” snapped Max, getting angry. “And Kyle and Alex? What about them?” “They’re my best friends,” said Max. “I’d die for them.” “And me, Max, what about me, Max? I’d like to think that you love me, because God knows I love each and every one of you kids and I think of you as my own,” said Jim, emotion thickening his voice. “Jesus, Jim, if it wasn’t for you, I’d probably still be stuck in the white room. You saved my life. I- I don’t know what I, what any of us would have done with out you,” Max said, softly. “Then let me ask you one more question Max. Knowing how you feel about me, does it diminish, even one little bit, the love you have for your parents?” “No, it doesn’t,” Max admitted. “I guess I’ve been a complete jackass, haven’t I?” “No, what you are is a confused young man who has gone through more in the past few years than anybody in our world will ever go through,” said Jim. “Well, if you excuse me,” Jim continued, “I’m going to head inside. It’s getting pretty chilly out here.” He walked to the doorway and stood in it for a second, looking at the moons rising higher over the mountains. “Think about it, Max.” “Is he okay?” Drinian asked Jim when he returned to the small gathering. “He will be, but it’s going to take some time,” said Jim. “But Max is a smart boy, Che’koth, he’ll come around.” “He came around already,” said Max, walking up to the two men. “Thank you,” he said to Jim. Jim merely nodded and slipped away to go join the others across the room. “And thank you,” Max said to Drinian. “What do you thank me for?” asked Drinian. “As a wise man explained it to me,” said Max, smiling at Jim Valenti. “You gave me life, not once, but twice. Thank you for that, and thank you for letting us go, and giving us the chance to have a normal existence. It couldn’t have been easy for you to make that choice. But you did it. Everything you did, you did for us, and I’ve been a perfect bastard about the whole thing.” Drinian stepped closer to Max and pulled his son into an enveloping bear hug. “You are so welcome my son,” said Drinian. “I hope you never have to feel the same kind of pain and agony I felt at making that decision.” “I don’t know if I could be as selfless as you were,” said Max. “I’ve proven more than once what a selfish bastard I can be.” “You are young,” said Drinian. “In most instances, selfishness is part of the package. Selflessness tends to develop as you mature.” “When you’re ready,” said Max. “I’d like to hear the rest of your story. Father,” he added, this time saying the name with love and respect. <center>It all started with a boy, a girl, and a silver handprint.</center><center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... a></center>

Velvet Skye · Post by **Velvet Skye** » Thu Oct 21, 2004 11:20 pm

OK.. I will honestly say this will be short. That was wonderful. I loved it, and it was perfect. I loved Max being conflicted over whom to love and whom to call father. I loved how Jim set him straight pointing out all the love Max has for everyone else and how Jim also stated that he loves each of them (the kids) as though they were his own. That was a beautiful chapter. Rhonda PS he walked in calling him father, but I'll bet Philip is known as Dad. Thats what I'd be doing.

Post by **Ti88** » Fri Oct 22, 2004 8:49 pm

tracie. i'd like to 2nd everything rhonda just said. this last part was so believable. i teared up reading it. hearing what max was feeling. hearling jim call him on it. helping him to see it. reflecting on everything from the show and you stories. very beautiful scene. Roselle The Techie Connection "'Cause frankly, looking at you looking like me is kinda whacked.'" - Michael from Son of M&M by kLyn "If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living." -Gail Sheehy Egyptain Dwelling Silly Sister

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sat Oct 23, 2004 5:00 pm

Great great great part. I must have more. I need my fix! <div style="text-align:center">It's all about Roswell!</div>

Post by **splatty** » Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:13 pm

OH my GOD that was beautiful. My dear poor Max. Every once in a while we show him some sympathy despite the jackassness, eh? <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <div style="text-align:center"> I used to have the longing to hear what was in your heart. But now it seems I'm over the fear of this falling apart.</div>

Post by **majiklmoon** » Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:46 pm

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Post by **majiklmoon** » Sat Oct 23, 2004 10:59 pm

Disclaimer: Roswell, and its characters do not belong to me. Melinda Metz, Jason Katims and 20th Century Fox have that particular pleasure. I’m simply borrowing them until the Season 2 DVD’s get released. Chapter Seventy – Four – A Father’s Story “Are you ready now to hear the rest of the story?” Drinian asked. “Well, actually, I’m kind of hungry,” said Kyle. “Do you think we can get something to eat before we begin.” “Kyle,” Kitana said kindly. “This is a palace, and you are one of the chosen rulers. You can have anything you’d like.” “Hey, you, wench,” said Kyle, pointing at Ava. “Fetch me a Ho Ho. Ow, ow! Hey, cut it out!” Kyle shouted while everyone else laughed. Ava, in retaliation for Kyle’s little outburst had used her powers to set the pillow he sat upon on fire. “Actually, you will find that all of your belongings, including those you had stored in the tunnel room have been brought over to the palace,” said Drinian. “So finding you some food that you will enjoy won’t be very difficult. We will arrange for somebody to bring in some,” he paused, searching for the right words. “Junk food,” offered Alex. “Exactly,” smiled Drinian. “Thank you Alex.” “Okay, now that we have the food issues taken care of,” said Kyle. “I’m good.” “Before I can tell you what you want to know, I want to share something with you, all. I made a very big mistake, and because of it, our world suffered a great loss. It was because of me that Kivar was able to take control.” “No, Drinian, it wasn’t,” said Kitana, placing her hand on her husband’s arm. “Kivar was an evil, villainous man, and he would have found a way, no matter what.” “No matter,” said Drinian, addressing his wife. “They need to know my role in everything so that they don’t blame themselves.” He took deep breath, steeling himself to share the unhappy memories that led to the fall of Antar. Seeing the pain and sadness in his eyes, Liz moved forward, and knelt down next to his chair. She didn’t say anything. There wasn’t anything she could say, but she wanted to be there to support him, the way he supported and comforted her when she lost her child. Drinian looked down at Liz, and saw the love and support reflected in her eyes, and he smiled. Reaching down, he took her hand in his and squeezed it gently, drawing strength and comfort from her. “I turned my back on a very important part of our culture while I was Antar’s leader,” he said. “And I made the mistake of passing my beliefs on to my son, and this played a large part in allowing Kivar to take control of Antar.” “Why, what was it?” asked Zan, clearly confused. “The Granolith,” answered Maria and Ava. Both girls smiled at each other, the animosity they once felt towards each other was long gone. “Exactly,” said Drinian. “It was the Granolith. “But how did you know?” “We saw it appear on top of the palace,” said Ava. “And you could just see this change come over the faces of the people. It was like they all had blindfolds taken off or something.” “Exactly,” said Drinian. “You both are very observant. That trait will serve you well in your lives.” “See that, Space Boy,” Maria said, nudging Michael in the side. “You should pay more attention to me.” “I always do, Maria,” said Michael, rolling his eyes skyward. “I always do.” “So, you were saying, Father,” said Max. “About the Granolith?” “Yes,” said Drinian, suppressing the smile of satisfaction he felt at Max’s words. “The Granolith. It is a very important part of our culture, and one I chose to, while I did not ignore it, I didn’t respect it either. The Granolith is a religious icon of sorts. We have a central deity that we worship, and it is common belief in our world that the Granolith was given to us by our deity.” “That doesn’t explain what Ava said she and Maria saw happen when it reappeared,” said Isabel. “I’m not explaining this well,” said Drinian. “I will ask you to just bear with me while I try to explain this. The actual physical structure of the Granolith is rumored to have just appeared thousands of years ago. Our people assumed it was a gift from our deity. Technology is also a very important facet of our lives, and someone at one time, managed to harness the energy of the Granolith.” “But what does it do, exactly?” asked Liz and Alex simultaneously. “You two are ever the scientists, aren’t you?” laughed Drinian. “We are unaware of many of the gifts of the Granolith, but one thing it does do is impede the ability to mind warp.” “And was that the giant flash I saw when the Granolith appeared, Father?” asked Zan. Again, Drinian smothered a smile at hearing his sons call him Father. “That is it exactly, Zan,” he said. “When the Granolith returned to it’s proper home, the force field reactivated itself and broke the mind warp Kivar and his people had created. I was foolish; I didn’t respect the power the Granolith had. There are so many things that it is capable of doing, and I, in my arrogance thought that we didn’t need it.” “You mean like the way it married us or whatever you want to call it, back on Earth,” said Alex. “I get it, but I don’t get how it did it.” “I don’t either, or I would explain it to you,” said Drinian. “The collective consciousness that you absorbed, is stored, in part, in the Granolith. It isn’t something we did, it just happened when a person died. I believe when it was sent to Earth, it absorbed the collective consciousness of Earth as well, and that is how it knew that the eight of you were destined to be together. Each one of you compliments the other. You are like two sides of one coin, and the Granolith sensed that, and joined you.” “So, it’s alive, then?” asked Isabel. “Yes, and no,” said Drinian. “Is it a living, breathing entity, no, it is not, but it does seem to grow in sense of it’s abilities. It is very confusing, indeed.” “Fine, it’s confusing,” said Maria. “Everything about you people is, so that’s no surprise, but I’m still not getting how your not believing in the Granolith led to all of this.” “Many of our people learned how to block the power of the mind warp without the aid of the Granolith,” said Drinian. “I believe you told me one time that Michael had this ability.” He looked over at Michael who nodded. “You’re mother did as well,” Drinian continued. “She was instrumental in teaching many people this skill. But because so many people could do it, I did not believe the Granolith was a necessity. I did not guard it as it should be guarded. Each successive king of Antar is entrusted with the guardianship of the Granolith. I was derelict in my duties, and allowed it to be taken. That was how Kivar was able to create his intricate mind warp that enslaved our world.” “But what exactly happened?” asked Max. “You didn’t just leave it unguarded, did you?” “No, even I, in my arrogance would never have done that, but I wasn’t careful about the guards that I did chose, and worse, I allowed my attitude regarding the Granolith to rub off on you. You saw how I reacted to the Granolith, and you adopted my attitude for your own.” Max’s expression darkened at his father’s words. He felt the weight of failure pressing down on him. He opened his mouth to answer his father, but Drinian was quicker. “No, Max, it wasn’t your fault, and it wasn’t Zan’s fault,” he added, looking at his other son’s hangdog expression. “You learned at my knee not to believe in the Granolith. The fault is mine, and no others.” “But since the Granolith was on Earth, you must have been able to gain control of it again,” said Liz. “No, I was not,” said Drinian. “When Zan fell in battle, I made my way to the Granolith to see if it would choose me as King again. I knew our people needed a leader, but it would not choose me. I knew then what I had to do. I made arrangements to have it sent to Earth to watch over you. Had the incubation pods worked as intended, you would have known exactly what to do. Luckily, you were smart enough to decode the books and activate it yourselves.” “Then how did the Granolith get to Earth with us?” asked Zan. “Or with them, I should say?” “Zan, we had no idea how far Kivar’s duplicity stretched,” said Drinian. “You know of course how his people mixed up the pods. We knew from previous experiments that one set would prove to be more viable, and well, adapt better to the duplication process. You saw for yourself how evil Lonnie and Rath were, as was Tess. Statistically, one half of the embryos were going to develop poorly, or with defects. You, my son, beat the odds, and survived and developed with out the defects.” Drinian paused and took a drink from the cup Kitana passed him. He set the cup on the floor beside him, and continued his story. “As I said, statistically, four of the eight embryos were supposed to develop with defects. We did our best to choose which had the best chance of developing normally. However, Kivar’s people switched the embryos before we had a chance to send them to Earth. Our people did the best they could to try and figure out which was which, but remember, there was a civil war going on at the time. In the end, the decision was made, and the Granolith went to New Mexico.” “For the most part, your people chose well,” said Kyle. “I mean, Ava got stuck in New York, and we got Tess the beast, but honestly, I don’t think they ever figured two of the Zan pods would develop normally. What I want to know is what happened to their protectors? I mean, Nescado, not much in the way of a father figure, you know?” <center>It all started with a boy, a girl, and a silver handprint.</center><center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... a></center>

Post by **splatty** » Sat Oct 23, 2004 11:14 pm

I loved the Liz/Drinian interaction. It brought tears to my eyes. And "Father" - how much our children mean to us . . you have a great grasp on that feeling. I wonder why? <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Oh goodie, next you're going to explain all about the protectors. I can't wait! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/smile.gif ALT=":)"> <div style="text-align:center"> I used to have the longing to hear what was in your heart. But now it seems I'm over the fear of this falling apart.</div>

Post by **majiklmoon** » Sat Oct 23, 2004 11:20 pm

Um, yeah, me either, I wonder what the heck i'm going to say, cause really, they are not listed on the story ideas outline I have going for this story <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/frown.gif ALT=":("> <center>It all started with a boy, a girl, and a silver handprint.</center><center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... a></center>

Post by **splatty** » Sat Oct 23, 2004 11:30 pm

how did i know you were going to say that? <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> i think you should have drinian say, "who?" and when they try to explain, "uh, sorry kids. they're not one of us." muahahahaha. <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> then you explain who they are in your sequel. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <div style="text-align:center"> I used to have the longing to hear what was in your heart. But now it seems I'm over the fear of this falling apart.</div>

Post by **majiklmoon** » Sat Oct 23, 2004 11:38 pm

Oh, the possibilities...oh oh oh. Hmmm, thinking <center>It all started with a boy, a girl, and a silver handprint.</center><center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... a></center>

Roswell Aliens · Post by **Roswell Aliens** » Sun Oct 24, 2004 1:31 pm

Okay, So the mistakes of the father tripped up the son. Post soon<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilie ... smilie.gif ALT=":party">

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sun Oct 24, 2004 11:06 pm

Interesting concept, kind of plays on the we are doomed to repeat the mistakes of our forefathers. I loved the part, it was really well written, and gave a lot of insight into what happened on Antar when Drinian was king. I think we needed to see that to appreciate what happened to Zan.

Post by **majiklmoon** » Mon Oct 25, 2004 10:24 pm

Disclaimer: Roswell, and its characters do not belong to me. Melinda Metz, Jason Katims and 20th Century Fox have that particular pleasure. I’m simply borrowing them until the Season 2 DVD’s get released. Author’s Note: This chapter is dedicated to my wonderful friend Patty, because it’s all her fault. She said the two words that are guaranteed to get me thinking – What if. Chapter Seventy – Five – The Gadori  “What protectors?” Kitana asked, her face a mask of worry. “No protectors were sent with you.” “Sure there was,” said Zan. “Nescado was always hanging around our crib, telling us about Antar, and how we were going back, and we were going to rule. He’d be there for months, and then he’d jet somewhere and we wouldn’t see him for a while.” “Nescado came to us too,” said Max. “He’s the one who brought us Tess. He said he and some other protectors were sent down to watch over us, but they were all captured by the military when the ship crashed.” “Tell us more about Nescado,” said Kitana. “What was he like?” “He was cold and unfeeling,” said Liz. “He kidnapped me one time by pretending to be Max.” “What do you mean, by pretending to be Max?” Kitana asked. “Surely you knew what Max looked like.” “But that’s just it,” said Liz. “He looked exactly like Max. He was Max.” “How did you find out he wasn’t Max,” Kitana asked, her face a mask of worry and fear. “When he kissed me, I didn’t get the flashes I usually got with Max. These were angry and violent flashes. He was evil,” said Liz. Max reached over and held her hand tightly wishing she didn’t have to relive the horrible memories of Nescado. That whole experience had been terrifying for all of them, but for Liz, especially. “Gadori,” said Drinian, his expression bleak. “What are the Gadori?” asked Kyle. “The Gadori are a race of people who are, well adaptable,” explained Drinian. “They can adapt to survive wherever they are. They are able to change to look like the people around them. They not only learn to mimic their abilities, they develop them as well, to a certain extent.” “So you mean that all the time Nescado was teaching us to use our powers, he was actually teaching himself?” Ava asked in horror. “We taught him to do those evil things?” “No, Ava,” said Kitana, reaching out to place a soothing hand on the girl’s arm. “I’m afraid that the Gadori learned all about us many, many generations ago. At one time, they were enslaved, and we fought to free them. We thought they were our allies, and they traveled freely to Antar from their own planet. Who knows,” she added bitterly. “Maybe at one time they were our allies, but as time passed, the aligned themselves with Kivar. They betrayed us.” “Okay, so you’re saying that Nescado wasn’t really sent down to watch over these kids?” said Jim. “Damn, I should have realized that, myself.” “How?” Drinian asked, logically. “I don’t know, I just should have known. These kids are my responsibility. I told them I’d help them, and I left them alone with their enemy so many times. He could have killed them all.” “No, he couldn’t,” said Kitana. “When we fought to free the Gadori’s from slavery, they pledged their lives to us, they would always obey the ruling family, and never harm them. However they managed to leave themselves a way out of their pledge. A direct order had to be given from the Antarian king to a Gadori for the order to be filled. If the king were to make a proclamation, or issue a law, the Gadori’s were not honor bound to obey because it was not issued to them directly.” “Sneaky little bastards, aren’t they?” asked Michael. “Now I’m wondering if Nescado is really even dead.” “You have good cause to worry,” Michael,” said Drinian. “If they have sworn their fealty to Kivar, nothing except for death will end it. It won’t matter to them if Kivar is dead, they will still carry out their orders.” “So, if their orders are to make life a living hell for Max, Isabel, Ava and Michael, they’ll keep on doing it?” asked Alex. “That is so not good.” “Um, is anybody besides me freaking over the part where they can’t hurt the royal family, but they can hurt other people, like oh, say us, and our friends and families!” “The Granolith has chosen you, Maria, you are protected,” said Drinian. “But what about our families?” asked Isabel. “What about our Mom and Dad?” “I’m sorry, they are not protected,” said Drinian, softly. “Send guards down for them now,” ordered Max, acting like the king that he now was. “Jim, are you feeling up to going back with them to explain to everyone what’s going on?” “Of course, Max,” said the Sheriff, standing up. “I’ll go whenever you think the time is right.” “Father, how long before we can assemble a division of guards to watch over our families?” “It will take several hours, most of the people I would recommend for this are home with their families,” explained Drinian. “I hate to tear them away from that,” said Max. “Especially when they have risked so much for us already, but I don’t see any other way.” “Alex and I can go down with my dad, tonight,” suggested Kyle. “That way, you guys can do the king thing or whatever you need to do. When they show up, we’ll beam back up, or whatever it is we do.” “I’ll go with them,” said Zan, immediately. “I don’t like the idea of any of us being separated,” said Max. “And you especially need to stay here, Zan. “You’re the king now, too. No more life of leisure for you, with leadership comes responsibility,” joked Max. “Funny, brother, funny,” said Zan. “He’s right,” said Michael. “There isn’t any way I can do my job and be your second in command if you’re on two different planets.” “I don’t need you to baby-sit me,” Max and Zan said together. “Who the hell said anything about baby sitting?” asked Michael. “I’m you’re general, not your diaper changer. I’m guessing we’re going to be planning strategies and stuff tomorrow when all the cabinet members get here. We need to be here to do that, not on two different planets.” “That’s my husband, ever the voice of reason,” said Maria. “How about if I go back, too. I’m just as capable of doing guard duty as anybody.” “No, you’re staying with me,” said Michael. “I want you here where I can protect you.” “Michael, Michael, these caveman tendencies are so, well, Neanderthal,” said Maria, her joking tone belying the anger in her eyes. “I’m a big girl, I can blow the bad guys up all by myself now.” “I just don’t want anything to happen to you, okay?” Michael shouted. “Well, since you put it that way,” said Maria, throwing herself back against the chair upon which she sat. “What girl could turn her back on a pronouncement like that.” “Kyle, Alex, I’m not ordering you to go, I’m not even suggesting it,” said Max. “But if it’s what you want to do, then I say go for it.” “Come,” said Drinian, standing up. “I’ll take Kyle, Alex and Jim to where we stored the belts. And from there, I’ll begin send word to the men who will be returning to Earth.” They all stood as one, and those remaining had hugs for those that were leaving. “Stay safe,” Isabel whispered to Alex. “And tell my mother,” “I know, you love her,” said Alex. “You know I will, Isabel, and I’ll make sure they know you’re safe.” “I don’t want you to go,” she whispered. “I have to Isabel, it’s for the best. Kyle and I are the ones who can be spared to go back and make sure everything is okay back home,” Alex explained. “I know,” Isabel said. “But I don’t have to like it.” “I’ll be back tomorrow, Isabel, I love you.” He held her tightly and kissed her passionately and turned and walked over to where Drinian and the others were waiting. Kyle and Ava said their goodbyes in a quiet corner of the room. Kyle reached down to wipe away a tear that tracked down Ava’s cheek. “I can’t believe I’m acting this way,” Ava said. “I’m being such a baby.” “You’re not being a baby,” said Kyle, struggling to contain his own emotions, trying to be strong for Ava. “And I’ll be back tomorrow, I promise.” “It’s just that we’ve been nothing but apart since we came here, and now you’re going back down there. You can’t get more apart than that,” Ava said, laying her head on Kyle’s muscular chest. “I’ll be back,” Kyle said again, this time in his best Terminator voice. It wasn’t a good imitation, but it had the desired effect, causing Ava to laugh. They finally finished saying goodbye, along with a great many thanks to Jim for all he had done for them. The remaining group stood silently together as they watched their friends walk out the door to begin their return journey to Earth. <center>It all started with a boy, a girl, and a silver handprint.</center><center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... a></center>

Post by **splatty** » Mon Oct 25, 2004 11:05 pm

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> YAY! YAY! I love it! <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> Of course, I may be slightly biased. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> Oooooh, how are you going to wrap this all up? There's seems like there's a lot more to cover now . . unless there's another sequel! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Yipee! <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/slinkie.gif ALT=":slinkie"> <div style="text-align:center">I used to have the longing to hear what was in your heart. But now it seems I'm over the fear of this falling apart.</div>

Roswell Aliens · Post by **Roswell Aliens** » Tue Oct 26, 2004 7:46 pm

I hope they don't get in to too much trouble, Hope parents are safe also.Nasado still alive?<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/jawdrop.gif ALT=":jawdrop">

Post by **majiklmoon** » Tue Oct 26, 2004 10:26 pm

Disclaimer: Roswell, and its characters do not belong to me. Melinda Metz, Jason Katims and 20th Century Fox have that particular pleasure. I’m simply borrowing them until the Season 2 DVD’s get released. Chapter Seventy – Six A Homecoming of Sorts  The rising sun broke over the palace highlighting the banner, which still hung from the roof. Someone had climbed up during the night and changed the pictures of the group, and the writing to a gold tint, and the sun reflected off of it, shooting sparks of light into the courtyard. Max leaned out over the railing surrounding the balcony and gazed down over the city as it came to life. “It’s quite a sight, isn’t it,” said a voice behind him. Max turned around and saw Zan standing in the doorway. “Yeah, it’s something,” said Max. “Kind of awe inspiring actually. They’re just going on like nothing happened. We fought a major battle yesterday, and today, it’s business as usual.” “I know, it gives me faith in man’s ability to adapt,” said Zan. “I don’t think I could be half as resilient as these people. The two men stood side by side watching the city come to life, until the sound of a bell ringing reminded them of the summit meetings that they needed to attend. Standing up, they walked into the room to be greeted by a waiting messenger. “Your Majesty,” said the messenger, bowing his head. “I have a message for you.” “Yes,” Max and Zan answered together. The messenger, totally confused wordlessly held out the paper. Max reached out to take it and together the two men laughed as the messenger scurried away. “I guess we need to make a decision,” said Max, before he opened the message. “I’m open to suggestions, because quite frankly, I don’t have a clue what to do.” “Me either,” said Zan. “It was a hell of a lot simpler when the Granolith had only chosen you.” “Last night before they left, Kyle suggested we put Velcro on our backs and stick ourselves together and rule Antar as “Zax, the Two Faced King.” Zan exploded with laughter, the image of him and Max stuck together, sitting on a throne, amused him in a way very few things had done before. When his laughter subsided, Max playfully cuffed him on the shoulder. “Got the visual, huh?” he asked. “Oh yeah,” said Zan, “And it was a doozy.” “Yeah, I know,” said Max. “I laughed for about an hour last night. Liz was less than pleased. I think she’s ready to kill Kyle.” “She’s nice,” said Zan, suddenly. “Liz I mean. Well, actually, all of you are really nice. I was prepared to hate all of you, you know? But I’m really glad I found all of you.” “Even Kyle?” Max asked, thinking back to the acrimonious feelings the two shared when they first met. “Yeah, even Kyle. As long as he keeps treating Ava okay, that is,” Zan replied. “It really tore me apart when I thought she took off with Rath and Lonnie. I was prepared to hate her as much as I was all of you, but it turns out I was wrong. She’s got a family now, and that’s all that matters.” “Zan, you’re part of our family too,” said Max. “You’re a part of us. We’re connected now. I mean, my parents are going to freak when the find out about you. Dad will probably insist on putting bunk beds in my room.” “Ah, you’re married to Liz, remember?” Zan asked. “Yeah, but they don’t really know about that. Well, I mean they do now, since the Sheriff filled them in on everything, but I’m not sure how well they’re dealing with that particular aspect of the situation,” explained Max. “They’ve probably moved right into denial land next to Liz’s parents. Hence, the bunk beds.” “I can’t go back there with you, man,” said Zan, his speech reverted back to the way he spoke in New York “That’s you’re life. There ain’t no room for me in Roswell, New Mexico.” Max looked at Zan, unable to find the words to convince him that he was welcomed in his life. He knew his parents would adore having him around, and would happily shower him with all the love he lacked growing up. “What’s the note say?” Zan asked in an effort to change the conversation. He knew he had no place in Max’s life, and it was tearing him apart to know that he’d have to say goodbye to them very soon and disappear from their lives. Max unfolded the note and read it, and passed it to Zan. “It seems our royal parents request the pleasure of our company during breakfast,” he said. “Cool, I’m up for it,” said Zan, brightening visibly. “That Drinian is pretty cool. I thought he was a cool shit when he was Che’koth, but as our old man, he’s straight up.” Max followed Zan out the door and down the hall, only listening with half an ear to what Zan was saying. The beginnings of an idea had started in his mind, and he wanted to give it time to grow before he said anything to anybody. Liz and the others had just sat down at the large table with Kitana and Drinian when Max and Zan entered the room. Max slid into place next to Liz, and nodded to his Antarian parents without saying a word. Zan made their apologies for late arrival, and sat down next to Drinian. Talk resumed around the table, and Liz used the opportunity to whisper to Max. “What’s wrong?” she asked, keeping her voice low. “Nothing, in fact, something may be very, very right,” said Max, mysteriously. “I can’t say anything right now, I need to think about it some more, but I think when I do tell you, you’ll think it’s great.” “Thanks for clearing that up for me,” said Liz with a smile. “As long as you’re okay, I’m good with whatever it is. Suddenly, she spun around; trying to locate the sound of cheering that suddenly filled the room. “What’s that?” she asked no one in particular. “I think I might have an idea,” said Drinian, “But I’ll hold my tongue and see if I’m right.” Moments later, the door to the room burst open filling the room with the sound of cheering, and Kyle and Alex walked in, their arms filled with packages, smiling in delight. “Hi Honeys, we’re home,” they chorused. Isabel and Ava both laughed with delight and jumped up to greet them. “How did you know?” Max asked Drinian, after he greeted his friends. “Well, I took the liberty of arranging transport for the guards a little quicker than you had planned,” explained Drinian. “I know Alex and Kyle are more than capable of taking care of things, but I also know the Gadori are very cunning, and the more people we have down there watching your families, the better.” “How are they, Alex?” asked Isabel. “Are our parents okay?” Realizing what she said, Isabel’s hand crept up to cover her mouth. “I’m sorry,” she said, looking at Drinian and Kitana. “I don’t mean any disrespect to either of you, but,” she paused, unsure of how to continue. “Isabel, my daughter,” said Kitana. “You have not been disrespectful to us. In fact, I would have been saddened had you not expressed concern for Philip and Diane Evans. They are your parents. They cared for you, and protected you when we could not, and we shall forever be in their debt. It is fortunate that we are capable of loving a great many people, and our heart expands to welcome them all.” “Thank you for understanding,” said Isabel. “You’re parents are fine,” said Alex. “They send their love. We brought back letters from all of them for you.” Zan watched the joyful reunion, an ache growing in his heart. It would be so great to have somebody on Earth waiting for me to come home. The only person I ever had was Ava, and she doesn’t need me anymore, she had Kyle now. Zan pushed back from the table and tried to slip unnoticed out a side door, only to be stopped by Kyle’s shout. “Hey, Zan, where do you think you’re going?” Kyle asked as Alex handed Maria and Liz their letters. “I have one here with your name on it.” “What?” asked Zan. “What are you talking about Valenti? I don’t have anyone who gives a rat’s ass about me left on Earth. Everyone that cares about me is right here.” “Don’t be to sure about that,” said Kyle, tossing him an envelope. “That’s from Philip and Diane Evans. They can’t wait to meet you. In fact, when we left, Max’s dad was trying to decide if they could add on a bedroom, or you and Max would be happy with bunk beds.” “I told you,” said Max with a grin. “Zan, you have to figure, anybody who would take in two kids they found wandering around naked in the desert have to be pretty accepting of stuff.” Zan took the envelope from Kyle and stuffed it into his pocket. “Thanks, man. I’ll read it later.” “No problem,” said Kyle. “And hey, Zan,” he said, lowering his voice. “Ava and I want you to know you have a place with us, and my Dad wants you to come stay with him, too. So don’t be too sure that there aren’t people who care about you, okay?” “Hey, listen up, everyone,” Alex said. “There is a crowd of people outside the palace waiting for you all to wave or something, and some guy downstairs asked me to tell you that all the cabinet members and stuff are here. The summit can start whenever you all are ready.” <center>It all started with a boy, a girl, and a silver handprint.</center><center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... a></center>

Velvet Skye · Post by **Velvet Skye** » Wed Oct 27, 2004 3:47 am

A sweet simple chapter. I'm so glad you brought the boys back though. I know you, and I know that the Gadori could have attempted something. So Thank-you that they didn't. I love how Zan will be accepted regardless, and that The Evan's kids have understanding "other parents" whowelcome the Evans adults places in their children's lives. That bunk-bed line was a bit funny at first, even funnier when Kyle actually reported that Philip and Sinae were thinking of doing exactly that, bunk-beds. So??? Apparently in denial land huh? I want to know how they are truly taking the news of all their married children... not just the Evans but all of them. As always... eagerly awaiting more. Rhonda

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Oct 27, 2004 11:38 pm

Um, excuse me, but where is my update? I need to know what happens next! <div style="text-align:center">It's all about Roswell!</div>

isndbreeze · Post by **isndbreeze** » Wed Oct 27, 2004 11:38 pm

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilie ... smilie.gif ALT=":party"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/ufo.gif ALT=":ufo"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/thumpup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"> ...Great chapters, Tracie! But I'm getting redundant, aren't I? Hmmm... where'd I put that thesaurus? Excellent... beautiful... amazing... fabulous... wonderful... Shall I go on? <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> Okay, I loved the way you explained all this stuff from the show, like how the granolith got to earth and all the stuff about how Drinian felt that he hadn't believed in it enough and all. Then the thing about Nascedo not having been sent there as their guardian but being a Gadori who was out for himself and was actually a danger to them. And this: <blockquote>Quote:<hr>“When your pods were sent to Earth, along with the Granolith, it was with the intent that you would remain in stasis, and not emerge until you were adults. At the same time, the memories we implanted in you were supposed to develop and mature, as you did, so that when you left your pods, you would have a full working knowledge of life on Antar. However, you exited the pods early. Why, we do not know. It is possible that the pods were damaged when the ship carrying them crashed. But you emerged far sooner than anticipated and with no memories of your lives on Antar.” <hr></blockquote> That explains a lot! It makes sense that they would have been intended to be in the pods long enough to absorb all the knowledge needed. I loved the fact that Liz figured out Che'koth's true identity but didn't force him to reveal it... and I loved her reasoning on it... <blockquote>Quote:<hr>“How did you know, Liz?” Isabel asked. Did Kyle tell you?” “No,” said Liz, quietly. “I just listened to Che’koth talk. He treated you, well all of us, actually, exactly like our parents do. Plus it was pretty easy to see the love he felt shining in his eyes. I called him on it a while ago, I was going to ask him outright, but he reminded me of the position I was putting myself in if he did tell me. I would have been forced to either keep a secret from Max, or share something Che’koth didn’t want us to know. So I didn’t ask him.” <hr></blockquote> And, finally, I loved the parts where the Evanses are thinking of building another room for Zan and ask about the bunk bed option. It's great that they accepted Zan so readily. It seems only natural that his Antarian parents would accept them both, but if one thinks about it, it's also only natural that Phillip and Diane would feel the same way. Interesting that Max and Zan both came out good while the other three were opposites, and Tess and Ava, of course, got mixed up because of Kivar. So once again, Tracie, great parts! <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/love.gif ALT=":love"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilie ... smilie.gif ALT=":party"> Alright, one more thing:<blockquote>Quote:<hr>“Michael, Michael, these caveman tendencies are so, well, Neanderthal,” said Maria, her joking tone belying the anger in her eyes. “I’m a big girl, I can blow the bad guys up all by myself now.” <hr></blockquote> Yep! Fer shur! And she would, too! <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/handprint.gif ALT=":handprint"> <div style="text-align:center"><img src="http://users.aol.com/isndbreeze/skysymb ...   Gerry - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hopeless Candy-Coated, Stargazing, Dreamer! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</div>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p199.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrea ... dbreeze</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://users.aol.com/isndbreeze/aim116b.jpg" BORDER=0> at: 10/27/04 11:59 pm

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