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The Four Faces of Rath

Sequel to: Children of the Universe


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Michael goes back in time in an effort to find out who he really is –or was- and gets stuck in the past with Zan and Rath, not entirely through his own doing or fault. But to get back he must get Max and Liz, Alex and Isabel, and the others all back together again and make them want a life they no longer remember when they have other lives now that some of them are quite content with… A daunting task even for Michael.

The Four Faces of Rath is the 4th or 5th book of the “Altered Time” series (You’ll see what I mean in a minute). It can be read and enjoyed as a separate story from the others, but to fully understand all the characters and how they got there, you need to read the first three (or four) stories first. For those of you who choose to read this one first, (and those who read the first three but would like to refresh your memories), here is a brief summary to bring you up to this point quickly while hopefully not spoiling any of the secrets or excitement of the others.

In Altered Time-Destiny in the Stars, Max and Michael are living on Antar. Kivar destroyed the earth several years before, and only Max, Michael, and one other person escaped with them and made it to Antar. Liz, Maria, Isabel, and the others are all gone. This, of course, won’t do, and Max and Michael set out in the “New Granolith” on a mission to change the past. They wind up with a lot more adventure than they expected, and Max and Michael are “seeing double” as they meet and deal with their younger selves. A couple of Antarian characters become regulars, marrying into our group (I won’t say to whom, but it’s not to Max, Michael, or Isabel). Oh yeah, look for Alex! He saves the world this time around! Then there is the awesome jah-ee! Oh, well, read the story for that!

In the 2nd story, Life in the Stars, a long-held bombshell secret concerning Tess and Liz’s distant pasts is uncovered. Then Max and group return to earth to show their kids, who range from 5 to 9 years old now and have their own unique "abilities," where they grew up. On earth, they recruit a number of helpers to help protect the kids. These helpers (readers of this story at the time) were people with trace amounts of Antarian DNA inherited from Maya, Andya, and JoLeesa, three Antarian girls who visited earth 12,000 years before with their parents and got into a lot of trouble. The podsquad and their families, and the helpers, who come to be referred to as “Antarians Too,” encounter an old enemy in a former alien task force agent, Dumas Zwolinski, who holds a very big grudge, and the children’s lives are seriously endangered. There is some angst, (okay, a lot of angst! But my stories never end sadly, and there is also a lot of fun!) Agents Diane Casey and Dan Klein become characters in "Life in the Stars," joining with and helping our friends.

The 3rd story, Children of the Universe, begins 10-11 years after Life in the Stars, and Max and friends are sad, depressed, and full of angst since a disaster of Antar-wide proportions 9 years before destroyed their lives, but don’t expect things to stay that way. Remember that “the darkest hour is right before the dawn.” There is lots of action, drama, adventure, humor, romance, and sci-fi here for all our friends, just as in the first two stories. And besides, have I ever let you down?

The 4th story is The Night The Dreams Died. Initially, The Four Faces Of Rath was going to be the 4th story, and in fact, 56 chapters of that story do occur before The Night The Dreams Died begins. However, I have reconsidered the reading order in an effort to avoid spoilers for The Night The Dreams Died. The Night The Dreams Died is a bit of a different story, in a way, because the heroes are our favorite characters' doubles in a different dimension. This group is just graduating from high school, and they do NOT escape at graduation. As the story begins, Liz wakes up from a coma and learns what happened to her and that the others are all dead, but her persistence eventually leads Sheriff Valenti to exhume the graves of the others, which turn out to be empty...? The Night The Dreams Died and The Four Faces Of Rath come together briefly around chapter 56 of Rath and thirty-something of Dreams, then they diverge again. But they are inextricably tied together after that.

Melinda Metz and the creators of Roswell, the TV series, Jason Katims et al, deserve the credit for the characters from the TV show and for whatever mention, if any, there might be of any event that occurred on the TV show. All other characters and storylines, for better or worse, are mine.


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The Four
Faces of Rath




A Wing and a Prayer

Chapter 1


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The trees skimmed by beneath her wings like a patchwork of green as she topped the peak of the forested mountain and faced into the east wind. The breeze felt good against her face. It was so peaceful here… so calm… so beautiful. All the cares of the world were behind her somewhere far below. Liz smiled and spread her wings wide to capture the wind below them. She felt the lift… taking her upward, upward… with no effort at all. Then she rolled slightly to the right and dove back toward the valley, following the contour of the mountains below her. Buoyed by the wind under her wings, Liz glided out over the flowing waters of a large river and turned upstream, dipping down to skim just above the water. She could feel the cool mist in her face, on her body, over her wings, as the swift waters rushed by beneath her… so nice on this hot summer day. She dipped the fingertips of one hand into the river, creating eddies in the rushing waters.

Liz was so absorbed in the serene beauty of the landscape and the feel of the cool mist in her face that she hadn’t noticed she had company now. She looked up suddenly, as a hand reached out and touched hers. She smiled. It was Max. Max smiled back then released her hand, gliding upward toward the sky. Liz followed. She took his hand again, as they both spread their wings wide, capturing the lift of the high east winds.

Liz looked at Max, and she smiled again. He did look so like an angel to her with his ample white wings spread wide, feathers flexing subtly like small ailerons controlling his graceful flight. She took both of Max’s hands and rolled over, allowing him to hold her in his arms, supporting them both with his strong wings. Max looked into Liz’s eyes, and slowly, inexorably, their lips drew together. The east wind rippled under Max’s wings, lifting them ever higher and higher.

Suddenly, a noise jarred Liz out of her bliss. She opened her eyes quickly and looked around the room. Then she looked at the small alarm clock dancing next to the bed.

Liz groaned and closed her eyes again then looked over at Max. He was still sound asleep… with a smile on his face.

“How can he sleep through that racket?” Liz shook her head and leaned over and kissed Max then got up and showered and wrapped herself in a bathrobe.

Twenty minutes later, Max walked into the kitchen, yawning, his bathrobe wrapped around him. He kissed Liz, who was making breakfast. She smiled and kissed him back.

“I didn’t hear the alarm go off.”

“Well, it did,” Liz replied simply, as she stirred some golden eggs in a pan.

“Oh. Where’s the alarm clock?”

Liz smiled… “Outside.”

Max looked momentarily confused then enlightened as he understood. “Oh! I wondered why the window was open. It’s three stories down from our bedroom. Do you think we can hear it down there?”

Liz put her arms around Max and kissed him again. “I certainly hope not!” She looked into Max’s eyes. “…I had that dream again, Max.”

“The one where we were flying?”

“Yeah.”

Max looked at her strangely.

“What?”

“I had the same dream. But it didn’t seem like a dream. It seemed almost…”

“I know! Real,” Liz answered for him, nodding… “For me, too… much more real than a dream. But it was a dream… wasn’t it?”

Max nodded.

“You were still sleeping when I woke up, Max. …How far did you get in your dream?”

Max smiled.

Liz hit him playfully on the arm. “Darned alarm clock! I hope it’s broken permanently!”


End of chapter 1
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Okay, that was a short chapter, but I wanted to get it started. It starts off with Liz and Max, but, as the name implies, Michael/Rath have a big part, as do all the others, as usual. Hope you like it! Be back soon.<br><br><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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The Four Faces of Rath



What’s So Great About Normal Anyway?

Chapter 2


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Liz placed an Aluzian golden egg omelet on Maya’s plate and another on JoLeesa’s. Then she quickly scrambled some more for Andya and Alyyx, who were less fond of omelets than the other two. Max liked his “omelet” fixed like a taco, with shebble meat and Tabasco sauce mixed in and all rolled up together in a sort of pita-style Ama leaf. It was a specialty that Liz had “invented” just for him. With it, he usually had a cup of coffee with two tablespoons of Tabasco and one of sugar.

With everyone else taken care of, Liz quickly scrambled up a couple of Antarian blue hen eggs, which she preferred, and took a small pashita loaf, lightly toasted, out of the oven for herself. Then she sat down to join the family, and everyone dug in. As they began to eat, Kyle walked in.

Kyle was the palace chief of staff. It was the job he had chosen for himself years before when he had first come to Antar. He had long since married an Antarian girl, Jeliya, who seemed to worship the ground he walked on. Kyle adored Jeliya, too, and treated her as though she were a princess herself. Though they had a home of their own, as Chief of Staff, Kyle also had a permanent room in the palace, and often he and Jeliya would sleep over. To Jeliya, sleeping in the palace was the stuff of fairy tales. As a child, she had often seen the palace from afar, but before meeting Kyle, she had never been inside it, and she had certainly never dreamed that she would ever sleep there or know the king and the queen personally. Life was strange that way. Kyle and Jeliya’s children, Rayyn and Taz, who were eight and seven years old respectively, were very good friends with Max and Liz’s children, and when Kyle and Jeliya slept over, naturally, Rayyn and Taz did, too.

“Max… Liz… Sorry to bother you during breakfast, but I thought you’d like to know that you have company.”

“Who is it,” Liz asked, putting down her pashita bread and blotting some small crumbs off her mouth with a napkin.

Kyle turned around and gestured, and Maria walked in with Michael right behind her. Liz smiled and hugged Maria. Max waved a “Welcome” sort of wave and smiled.

“We can skip the hugs and kisses, huh, Max,” Michael said with a smirk.

“Only if you want to live,” Max mumbled, munching down on his “taco.”

“Sit down, guys! Join us!”

Michael looked at Max’s golden egg-shebble-Tabasco breakfast taco. “Well… that does look pretty good.”

“Sit down,” Liz said, pointing to a couple of chairs. “I’ll fix you one. How about you, Maria?”

“Oh, no. I already had breakfast. I’m stuffed. A cup of coffee would be good, though.”

“You got it.”

“I’ll help you,” Maria said, jumping back up and following Liz into the kitchen. The truth is, Liz would not have had to cook at all. There was palace staff for that… as for everything else. But Liz wanted a “normal” life… well, as normal as possible for a Roswell girl living on an alien planet and married to an alien king, with children who had unusual “abilities.” “Oh well, what’s so great about normal anyway,” she reminded herself. But she still preferred to cook for her family and at least feel normal… except on certain special occasions when she just felt like “letting go” and being different.

Maria held a plate as Liz placed a couple of her special breakfast “tacos” on it. Then Maria took it to Michael. Liz poured Michael and Maria a cup of coffee then poured another cup for Max and herself.

Max pushed the Tabasco sauce over to Michael, who proceeded to pour Tabasco into his coffee until it reached the rim and would hold no more. Maria and Liz watched as he tasted it.

“Delicious! Great coffee, Liz!”

“Thanks, Michael,” Liz said, grinning. “I’m glad you can taste it.”

“Oh… that… The Tabasco just adds flavor,” Michael replied. “It’s like sugar and cream, you know? It just makes it good.”

“Okay. I’m glad you like it.”

“Yeah. It’s great! This taco, too.”

Maria grinned. “I’ll get Liz to give me the recipe.”

“Shebble, Aluzian eggs, and Tabasco in equal portions. Wrap it all in a baked and toasted Ama leaf,” Liz whispered to Maria, who nodded and smiled.

“So, Michael… What brings you guys here this morning so early,” Max asked, finishing the last bite of his taco.

“Oh, that, yeah! Well, it’s weird, Max. We would have waited, but this seemed somehow important. I thought we should get together and see if maybe something… I don’t know… unusual is going on.”

Liz giggled. “Unusual? What could be unusual, Michael? We’re seven galaxies from Earth, living in a palace on another planet, we’ve faced Ghors and a universe of alien beings, including those little gas puffs, the Orstosians; some twenty foot high, rubbery beings that look like giant chewing gum sticks, called Yargishi; and the Dragons of Drago… one of whom, I remind you, thinks you’re his Daddy! What’s not normal?”

Michael reddened slightly. “Kiraugo was only two years old. He was impressionable… and scared. It was a scary situation he was in. I saved him. He just…”

“…thinks you’re his Daddy,” Liz finished for him.

“Not his Daddy. He has a Daddy… and a Mama. I guess I’m like a godfather.”

Liz and Maria both smiled. “It’s okay, Michael. We’re all proud of you,” Liz said. “You saved all those kids’ lives. They all owe you. We all do! Because of you, Antar has a galaxy of new allies and friends.”

“Ahem.”

“Yeah, you, too, Max,” Maria added. “And Kyle and Dan and Varec and all the others… Oh, and don’t forget Jim… and especially Kathleen!”

“And the pawgor,” Alyyx said, joining in the conversation.

Everyone laughed. “Yeah! And the pawgor,” Liz said. “So Michael, tell us what is unusual.”

“Flying,” Michael said.

Liz and Max both looked suddenly interested.

“Flying?”

“Well… it’s a dream Maria and I had… I think it was a dream. The unusual thing is that we both had the same dream… and not just once. We’ve had it several times… both of us. I don’t guess you’d understand.”

“We had it, too,” Liz said. “Max and I were flying…”

“…over some mountains…” Michael added.

“…then along a river somewhere,” Maria said.

“…a large, swift flowing river with little islands in it and azury waters…” Liz said.

Maria and Michael nodded.

“Max… what is going on here,” Michael asked. “We wake up feeling like we were there, not like it was a dream. We remember everything so vividly.”

“Same here,” Max said. “We wondered about it, but… what could it be but a dream?”

“Not a dream, Max. I don’t think so. No! I know so! Not a dream.”

“How can you be so sure, Michael,” Max asked.

“I remember things, Max. It’s like… a repressed memory. I don’t know.”

“You know, Michael, that’s not the only dream Max has had,” Liz said.

“Liz… Don’t,” Max shook his head.

“Well, he should know, Max. I know it’s not him in your dream, but…”

Michael looked ill, as though he were about to be sentenced for a crime that he regretted with all his soul and couldn’t live with.

“Are you alright,” Maria asked.

Michael shook his head.


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Aww...what a tease! I want to know more about the dreams!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :eek --><img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/eek.gif ALT=":eek"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br><br>On a side note I am amazed by the attention to detail you take the time to do..plus how do you keep everything straight...I can barely remember what I updated the days before much less in a whole other book! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/Grin_anim.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p> <!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:yellow;font-family:century gothic;font-size:medium;">Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:blue;font-family:century gothic;font-size:medium;">Rudyard Kipling, English author</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>
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Wow !!! a new story !!! <br><br>What´s with those dreams ??? I want to know !!<br><br>welcome back !! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :wave --><img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/wavey.gif ALT=":wave"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Thanks for the feedbacks, Roswellkitkat and vecastone! Yeah, the details can be a pain to remember! I had to go back to see how old the kids should be, what their individual powers were, and even what the other kind of eggs I had mentioned in Altered Time were. I remembered the Aluzian golden eggs, but I couldn't remember the Antarian blue-hen eggs. I knew there were two different ones. I'm always running back to check some detail out. And I wrote it! Go figure! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br>Here's chapter three.<br><br><br> <p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://users.aol.com/isndbreeze/skysymb ... <!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong><br><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:gold;">Gerry<br>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -<br>Hopeless Candy-Coated, Stargazing, <!--EZCODE UNDERLINE START--><span style="text-decoration:underline">Dreamer</span><!--EZCODE UNDERLINE END-->!<br>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--></p><i></i>
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The Four Faces of Rath



Of Dreams and Memories

Chapter 3


III



Liz looked at Michael then at Max. Max shook his head. Liz sighed.

“It was nothing, Michael. Just some silly dream Max told me about. Don’t worry about it.”

Michael seemed to relax… but as he looked at Max, he wondered silently… What does he know? Michael could never be sure. He hoped… he had always hoped… that some dreams he had had were only dreams and not latent repressed memories. It was never simple for Michael to know for sure. Unlike most any other person, Michael had a past. So did Max, Isabel, and, for that matter, Tess. They had whole lives that even now they did not completely remember. The alien scientists who mixed Rath, Zan, Vilandra, and Ava’s DNA with human DNA and “created” the beings known as Michael, Max, Isabel, and Tess also programmed certain memories to be revived in them at various critical stages of their lives. It was all so… planned. But few things ever work exactly as planned the first time. Some things never do. Michael knew. For him, a simple dream might be a latent memory of their past lives… or… just another nightmare. There were things Michael never talked about.

Maria patted Michael on the arm. “Well, Dear, I guess we’d better get back over to Amy and Varec’s and pick up the kids before they turn her into a frog or something,” she said, joking.

Michael smiled… “Yeah, you’re right! I remember the last time.”

Maria giggled.

“What happened last time,” Liz asked.

Amy was reading them stories from Songs of the South. You know, Brer Rabbit, Brer Fox…”

“Yeah.”

“Well, Jayyd changed Amy into Uncle Remus… or a female version of him.”

Liz laughed.

“But Amy was cool with it. She always is. She just plays the part. She knows the kids’ll change her back anyway.”

“They really are good kids,” Liz said.

Maria nodded. “I know. Jayyd has a kind heart. She wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

Liz closed her eyes, remembering the past… “Even back on Earth when Zwolinski shot Jayyd… and Max couldn’t revive her…” Liz’s voice broke, and tears came into her eyes as she recalled what Agent Zwolinski had done to then-5-year-old Jayyd in the Smoky Mountains less than two years before…

Maria nodded. “Michael was going to kill him… all of them! He would’ve, too! But after Kryys saved Jayyd, Jayyd asked Michael to let her turn Zwolinski green with red eyes and hair and his boss, Sikorski, purple with pink polka dots so they would know what it was like to be different… She wouldn’t let Michael kill them.”

Liz wiped a lingering tear from the corner of her eye. “I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been as charitable.”

Maria smiled. “Well, it was the end of Zwolinski and Sikorski, anyway, effectively. Their own “alien hunters” carted them off protesting that they weren’t aliens. I wonder what ever happened to them?”

“I don’t care,” Liz replied, “just as long as it was permanent.”

“Amen to that,” Maria agreed.

“I’ll see you later today, Michael,” Max said. “We need to go over some of the new treaties with several of the newly allied planets.”

“Yeah, I’ll see you at the command center,” Michael said. Liz hugged Maria again, and the two of them left.

“Nice car,” Max commented. “Looks new.”

“It’s a Fan-Ji 4,” Liz said. “Maria and I went to Kyyk’s Department Store yesterday together. It’s nice… four engines. It has variable hovering altitudes… it can hover as low as 2 inches from the road or as high as ten feet.”

“Ten feet! That’s not hovering! That’s flying,” Max laughed. “I didn’t realize the Fan-Ji 4 was out yet.”

“You know, Max… in spite of any dreams… we both know that Michael is… always has been… like a brother to you… even more than a brother. He’s completely dedicated to you, to the kingdom, and to Antar… and for that matter, to all of his friends. He would never do anything to damage that trust.”

“I know, Liz.” Max nodded. “That’s why some of these dreams are so perplexing. But you’re right. I trust Michael with my life… with all our lives. He’s never given me any reason to doubt him. And I don’t.”

Liz smiled. “That’s good.”

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… … … … … …Zan lay at Rath’s feet… dead… stabbed in the back by a dagger that had pierced his heart. Nearby was Rath’s beloved Vilandra… and near her Ava. Not far from Vilandra and Ava lay Zan’s mother and father. All had been stabbed to death. There was blood everywhere. Rath looked at his hands. They were covered with blood. In his hand was a fourteen-inch Vorkian assassin’s dagger… it, too, covered with blood. Rath opened his shaking hand, letting the bloody dagger fall to the ground. He looked up, and an agonized, chilling, primordial scream filled the palace gardens and the dark, moonless night. Rath ran from the gardens, blindly racing over the darkened paths of the palace grounds. As he rounded a corner, several guards blocked him. One was holding a light. Rath struck out, killing three of the seven guards with his bare hands before he was restrained. Then he noticed the one leading them…

“You!” Rath exclaimed.

“Yes, me!”

As the four remaining guards held Rath, the leader grabbed Rath’s hair and lifted his face to look at it. Then he shook his head.

“Low primitive forehead. Moronic, idiotic, brainless look. It’s Rath. Kill him.”

Rath spun around, throwing the guards off. He struck out with a hidden reserve dagger in one hand, killing one of the guards, as he strangled another with the other hand. Before the leader could call for his backup, Rath had killed all four of the guards.

“It’s just you and me now, Nyykto. You’re dead.”

Nyykto looked at Rath, and fear filled his eyes. He was no match for Rath, and he knew it.

“Like you killed Zan, Rath? Like you killed your own king?”

“No!”

“Yes! You did! And Vilandra and Ava!”

“No!”

“You killed them all, Rath! You! Look at your hands. They’re covered with the blood of the ones you were sworn to defend!”

Rath shook his head. He looked at his blood-soaked hands, and his lips drew back in agony. He started to scream again. It was all he could do now. Then he felt a blade enter his chest, piercing his heart. Rath looked at Nyykto. He had allowed himself to be distracted. It had only been for a moment, but that was all it took. It was too late now. Rath collapsed slowly to his knees. Then he fell face down on the path.

“Pathetic,” Nyykto scowled, kicking Rath’s almost lifeless body as he turned to look at his former guards… seven of them… all so easily slain by Rath.

“Pathetic,” Nyykto said again, kicking two of the guards’ bodies out of his way. “But Kivar should be happy.”

Rath lay on the path, his lifeblood flowing out into the soil, as the night went black… … … … … …

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“Michael! Michael! Wake up! It’s just a nightmare!”

Maria was shaking him. Michael opened his eyes. His face was covered with sweat.

“It’s alright, Michael,” Maria said soothingly. Maria was on her knees on the bed, holding Michael’s head in her arms. She laid her head next to his. Michael felt Maria’s hair on his face. Something about the feel of Maria’s hair against his face was always soothing to him. He put one hand behind her head and felt the softness of her hair. Then he pulled her close…

“I killed them, Maria. I killed Zan and all the others.”

Maria shook her head. “It was just a dream, Michael! A dream! Forget it.”

“I killed them.”

“You couldn’t kill them, Michael.”

“Rath did.”

Maria shook her head. “No, Michael. I don’t believe it. There has to be an explanation.”

Michael shook his head. “Why am I having these dreams now? Why are they so real? They’re not like dreams. They’re more real.”

“I don’t know, Michael. Maybe we should discuss it with Max.”

“No! …Maybe… I don’t know.”

Michael pulled Maria close again. He nestled his face next to hers, allowing her hair to fall over him. He felt somehow secure next to her… not just physically -physically, he was more than a match for any common enemy- but emotionally. Soon, he was asleep.


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The Four Faces of Rath



Will the Real Rath…

Chapter 4


IV



Max, if you ever had this dream, too, I want to know. I… need to know.”

Michael sat on the sofa with Maria at his side. Max and Liz sat together in an oversized Antarian “great chair” across from them. Liz looked at Max to see what he would say. Max looked down momentarily then looked into Michael’s eyes. Michael wasn’t sure if Max was just gathering his thoughts or if he was searching, perhaps for the real Michael, himself.

“Ironic,” Michael thought. For a long time since coming to Antar, he thought he totally knew who he was, but now… now with these new dreams… he wasn’t sure anymore.

“I’ve had dreams, too,” Max confessed, “…or something. I had one again last night that went further than any had before.”

Michael squirmed uneasily. Maria rubbed one hand soothingly over his arm and held his other hand in hers. Michael swallowed hard.

“I knew it. I did it, didn’t I?”

“Depends on what you think you did, I guess,” Max said matter-of-factly.

“I killed you… killed Zan. I killed Vilandra, Ava… everyone I loved.”

Liz looked at Max. “Tell him, Max. Tell him what you know. You have to.”

Max nodded.

“Michael, I don’t know how to tell you except to let you see it.”

Michael shook his head. “No! No, Max… I can’t! I… I’ve seen enough already.”

“You should,” Liz said. “It may answer some of your questions.”

“Have you ever done this before, Max,” Michael asked.

“No. But there always has to be a first time.”

Maria looked at Max then at Liz. “How does this work? You’re not going to do anything that might…”

“No, Maria,” Liz said. “It’s kind of like when Max and I kiss. I used to see stars and things.” Liz smiled and glanced at Max. “I still do. And he can make me see things about him… his feelings… his life.”

“I’m not kissing you, Max. I already killed you once… in our previous life. Don’t ask for trouble.”

Max smiled. “I see you’ve still got your sense of humor, Michael.”

“Who’s joking?”

Maria and Liz both giggled in spite of themselves. It was a serious situation, but they knew Michael. It was Michael who wasn’t sure.”

“Don’t worry, Michael. You don’t have to… you know… kiss.”

“Okay then,” Michael agreed cautiously. “Alright. How’s it done?”

“Touch my hand.”

“That’s all?”

“That’s all.”

Michael reached out and touched Max’s hand. He saw a flash, and without meaning to, he drew his hand back quickly.

“Are you ready for this, Michael,” Max asked.

Michael nodded and placed his hand back on the coffee table on top of Max’s again.

… … … … …A battle seemed to be raging around the palace. Zan was in the throne room. Ava, Vilandra, and the former regents, his mother and father, were also there.

“It won’t be long, Zan,” the elder regent, Zan’s father, said. “They’re coming. We should find a safer place than the throne room. They’ll come here first.”

Vilandra looked at Zan. “We can go through the gardens. We can escape there.”

“I don’t think that would be safe,” Ava said, shaking her head. “I think there are disloyal guards there… Kivar’s guards.”

“Not in the gardens,” Vilandra said. “I know.”

Zan looked at Vilandra. In his heart, he trusted her. At that moment, the doors to the throne room burst open, and a mob burst in. Suddenly, a familiar face appeared in the mob. It was Rath, carrying a Vorkian dagger, throwing himself over the top of the others to be in the front. Zan used the momentary distraction to get himself and the others into a closet then through a secret door in the back of the closet. From there, they escaped into the tunnels beneath the palace, and Vilandra led them toward the gardens. … … … … …

Michael drew his hand back. “I don’t want to see any more, Max. I’m a traitor. How can you even look at me? How can you stand to let me touch you?”

Max didn’t answer. He reached out and took Michael’s hand, placing it back on the table, then he placed his own hand firmly on top of it.

… … … … …Zan emerged from the tunnels behind Vilandra. He reached back to assist Ava and his mother and father. Then they ran through the gardens toward the place that Vilandra indicated. Suddenly, another individual stood in their path.

“Kivar!” Zan said, recognizing his enemy even in the dark of a moonless night.

“It’s alright,” Vilandra said. “He’s on our side.”

Zan looked at Vilandra then again at Kivar… and he knew.

“Vilandra, you’ve been deceived. Kivar is here only for one reason… to kill us.”

“No, Zan! Trust him! He has sworn to me, and I have done something terrible to save you all… I’ve agreed to be Kivar’s wife.”

“And Rath?” Zan asked.

“I love Rath… but… this had to be.”

“What does it matter,” the elder regent, Zan’s father, said. “Rath is a traitor. He was at the front of that mob trying to get at us. And now we know that Vilandra is a traitor, too. Neither of them is worthy of our pity.”

“No!” Vilandra shouted. “I did what I had to do. It was for you! And Rath did not betray you.”

“Explain what you mean,” Zan commanded Vilandra.

Kivar’s guards pointed their weapons at the royal group, and Kivar walked up and put one arm around Vilandra, drawing her to him. She started to speak, but Kivar placed his lips against hers, quieting her with a kiss. Then Vilandra felt the keen obsidian blade of an assassin’s dagger plunge deep into her side. Vilandra drew back in shock and looked at Kivar. She lifted her hand from her side. Her hand was covered with blood… her blood. Kivar stood smiling, as Vilandra collapsed, dying, on the path. In his hand, Kivar held a dagger dripping with Vilandra’s blood.

Zan took Ava by the hand and tried to flee with her along a side path, as the elder regents attempted to flee in the opposite direction. None got very far. Nyykto and his guards stepped out of the darkness in front of Zan and Ava. Zan pushed Ava behind him and threw a blast of power in Nyykto’s direction. It hit two of his guards, incinerating them. Then, suddenly, Zan was hit from behind.

He awoke lying on the path in the gardens. As he tried to sit up, he noticed Ava lying beside him, her white dress stained with her own blood. She was dead. Nearby lay his parents, and near them, Vilandra.

“Hello, Zan,” Nyykto said sarcastically. “It’s so nice to see you again.”

“I’m sure,” Zan said. “Where’s your master, Kivar?”

“He had other things to attend to. So he left me in charge.”

“Why did you have to kill Ava? Why Vilandra? They were no threat to Kivar.”

“Ah, quite the opposite, my deposed king. Vilandra thought that by forming an alliance with Kivar, she would cause him to become careless. She thought she could get the royal family to a safehouse in the country, and they could regroup later and save her from Kivar. Kivar is no fool. He’s had her followed for months now. He knows all her plans. And by the way, the protectors and royal guards at the safehouse… all dead.”

Nyykto smiled a nauseating smile.

“And Ava! Well, she was the Queen after all. We couldn’t have anyone trying to reclaim the throne, could we?”

“But she was no threat to you.”

“Maybe… maybe not. Doesn’t matter now, does it?”

“How did you get Rath to betray the kingdom?”

Nyykto reared his head back and laughed. “Rath? On our side? You must have damaged your brain when you fell. Oh wait… that’s right, there’s nothing there to damage is there? But not to worry, Rath’s demise is already planned.”

“I saw Rath throw himself over the top of a mob of traitors coming to kill us so that he could be in the front,” Zan said. “He was carrying a Vorkian assassin’s dagger.”

Nyykto laughed again. “I guess I should feel sorry for those fools… but I don’t. Rath threw himself over the top of them to get in front so he could protect you. Fact is, he slew thirty of them… well, thirty-three if you count… but really none of them were worth counting. Idiots! Pathetic, weak idiots! Rath slew them all without even getting a scratch.”

Nyykto sighed dramatically. “I” (He emphasized this word) “…had to do the job myself.”

“What did you do to Rath?”

“Nothing yet… well, nothing much.”

“What did you do?”

“I just extracted a little information that we needed from his head… and put a few ideas into it to replace them. Wouldn’t want it to be totally empty, would we?”

Zan cringed. He knew the procedure Nyykto used to extract information from his enemies’ heads. It wasn’t pleasant to experience… or to watch.

“Rath would never have let you do that. What did you do… attack him from a hiding place?”

Nyykto scowled. “What does it matter? I did it. That’s what matters. But if you want to talk to him… he should be here very soon. Oh, I’m sorry! That’s right! You won’t be able to talk to him. You’ll be dead… like lovely Ava here.” Nyykto started to kick Ava’s lifeless body, and Zan jumped at Nyykto, momentarily breaking free of the guards that were restraining him. He almost reached Nyykto before being hit again from behind, sending his head swimming.

“Ah, chivalry! It’s good to see it’s not dead. Now me? I have no use for it myself. I take what I want. I have no time for such drivel. But enough. Rath will be here soon, and I want him to find you… dead. You remember those ideas I put into his head? Well, he’s going to believe that he killed you… and Ava… and Vilandra… and the elders.” Nyykto struck swiftly at Zan with a Vorkian assassins’ dagger. Zan easily evaded the thrust, even with his head still swimming from the last blow one of the guards had given him from behind. Nyykto was not the greatest or the most brilliant “soldier” in the kingdom. He was, however, treacherous… so much so that it would have been a mistake to underestimate him ever. But bravery and fighting skills were not his strong suits. Another blow from a guard behind sent Zan spinning, and Nyykto took advantage of the opportunity to plunge his dagger into Zan’s back. Zan watched the world spin, as he dropped to the path below, mortally wounded. Seeing Rath approaching, Nyykto and his guards quickly fled from the scene.

Rath approached the body of his beloved Vilandra. Then he turned, with a dazed expression, to the body of his king. Rath looked at the dagger in his hand, already stained with the blood of thirty-three of Kivar’s soldiers. As Zan took his last ragged breath of life, Rath opened his hand slowly, allowing the dagger to drop to the ground, lifted his eyes to the sky, and cried.… … … … …

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Michael pulled his hand back. “I didn’t do it! I didn’t do it,” he almost shouted with relief.

Maria held him tightly and kissed him on the cheek. “I always knew it, Michael. You could never hurt the ones you loved. It’s just not you.”

“It was Nyykto… Nicholas!”

Maria nodded. “I know. I saw it.”

Michael looked at Maria. “You saw it?”

“I was holding your other hand.”

Michael smiled slowly and kissed Maria on the lips.

“I didn’t do it!”


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The Four Faces of Rath



Searching for Michael

Chapter 5


V



Max and Michael walked together along the concourse of the spaceport outside CoruzAntar, the Antarian capitol, after doing a scheduled periodic inspection of the logs that recorded the comings and goings of alien vessels. There were officials assigned to these matters, of course, but one thing that Max had learned in this life (and from his previous life) was that it pays to be an active and involved leader. When a leader, especially a king or queen, sits back and “enjoys” his or her position and is not aware of what is going on in the kingdom, even if that leader is benevolent, bad things can happen… to the king. Max knew this only too well now.

It had been a week since Michael had learned that it was Nyykto who killed Zan and Ava in their previous lives… that Nyykto had later killed him as well… and that Kivar had killed Vilandra. He remembered Nyykto well as the treacherous and usually obnoxious little “skin” known as Nicholas back on Earth. Clearly, these revelations had lifted a large burden from Michael’s shoulders. But the dreams had awakened new feelings in him as well… new feelings of confusion… Who –or what- was the real Michael? Or was he Rath? “A rose by any other name…” Michael thought…

“Max… what would you think if I took some time away?”

Max looked at Michael. “Away? …As in a vacation? I’d have no objection, Michael. You and Maria can take time off for yourselves anytime you feel you need to.”

“I don’t mean a vacation… exactly. More like a journey.”

“Okay… to where?”

“I’m not sure. I’ve been thinking about it, though. I think I need to find myself.”

“You’re right here, Michael,” Max joked. “That was easy! Now, what else can I help you with?”

Michael smiled dutifully. “Yeah, sure, Max, but who do you see? Am I Michael Guerin, the Roswell kid… the guy who had to get emancipated from his own foster dad? Am I a feared warrior from the past who killed casually? Or am I something totally unknown?”

“They were the enemy, Michael. You were protecting the royals… and yourself.”

“But I do that now… I killed during the Battle for Antar when we came back, but I’ve never been the guy I saw in that dream.”

Max looked at Michael, and in a way, he understood.

“Michael, I’d say you are who you are now. You’re Michael –or Rath if you prefer… that’s what they usually call you here- but you’re Michael or Rath of this NEW realm. Remember that your DNA was mixed with human DNA on Earth, and you are who you are now, not some memory from the past.”

“I don’t know, Max. That all sounds good and all, but this new Michael, or Rath- the one you think you know… who is he? Does he have a past… roots? Or is he some new nobody?”

Max looked at Michael searchingly. “He’s my best friend, my bosom pal, my trusted and faithful general… and Maria’s faithful husband.”

Michael smiled slightly. The words sounded good. But his heart wasn’t sure that that was all there was.

“It’s the dream about Rath and everyone else being killed at the palace that concerns you, right, Michael? What about the other one?”

“The other one…? Oh, the flying, you mean? No. That one’s kind of nice actually… It’s just a little weird that whenever I dream it, Maria and you and Liz always dream the same dream at the same time. I haven’t figured that out yet. What do you make of it? You and I were the only ones who had the palace dream… or nightmare… or whatever it was.”

Max shook his head. “No idea. Like you said, it’s a pleasant dream… if it’s a dream… but I don’t know what to make of it either. Maybe some past life regression.” Max smiled, indicating he meant this as a joke. Michael smiled, too.

“I don’t think I ever had wings, Max. I think I’d remember that.”

Max nodded. “Yeah. I have to agree.”

“I’d like to take the new granolith and go back to the past, Max. I’d like to find myself… get to know myself… who I am. Maybe then I’ll feel whole.”

Max was stunned. “The past? Is that wise, Michael? I mean… that’s a serious step.”

“And I’m serious about it,” Michael said emphatically.

Max nodded. “I can see that.” There was a pause before anyone spoke again. “If you’re determined to do that, Michael, you can use the sphere to go back in time if you would prefer. You can take the new granolith, of course, if that’s what you want, but I just thought the sphere would get you there faster.”

Michael smiled. “Yeah… that would be great. You wouldn’t mind, Max?”

“Well, it’s Liz’s sphere, and I know we’d both rather have you here, but no, if that’s what you need to do, I won’t stand in your way. Have you mentioned this to Maria?”

“Yeah.”

“She’ll miss you, you know.”

“Well, ya see, Max, that’s the beauty of going back to the past. When I return, little or no time has to have passed for her or for anyone else here… no matter how long might have passed for me.”

“Well, I wouldn’t want you to leave and return five minutes later as an old man. I don’t think Maria would be too happy about that either.”

“I‘m not talking years… maybe weeks.”

Max nodded. “Well, you know the dangers, Michael… of traveling to the past, changing things… Alright. Would you like me to go with you… or anyone else?”

Michael shook his head. “No. I have to do this alone.”

Max nodded. “I’ll ask Liz to authorize the spheres to respond to your requests.”

“Thanks, Max.”

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… … … … …Maria reached out with her hands and plucked a leaf from the top of the forest canopy as she rose upward toward the mountain’s peak. Then she brought her wings down strongly, lifting herself up, up into the high east wind. She felt the breeze catch under her wings and lift her up even higher. Once over the peak, she glided gracefully down towards the swift azure river in the valley far below. Reaching the river, she turned upstream and skimmed the surface of the fast moving waters. A shadow on the water caught her attention, and she glanced over. Flying beside her was Liz, the tips of her fingers making eddies in the water as she glided along.

Maria smiled and waved, and Liz smiled back. Liz decided to fly back up into the sky, so Maria followed. Bringing their wings down in powerful strokes, the two rose easily back up through the wispy clouds into the high east wind, where they settled into a glide, allowing the wind to carry them along. Liz reached out with both hands toward Maria, and Maria reached back, taking Liz’s hands in hers. The two began to spin together… slowly at first, then faster, like a helix… around and around. Liz was giggling giddily, and Maria couldn’t help but giggle herself. It was a dizzying ride… but so much fun.

As Liz and Maria spiraled together like the blades of a helicopter, Michael and Max appeared. Liz reached out toward Max with one hand, and Max took her hand, stopping their spin. Michael took Maria’s hands in his, as she released Liz, and the two couples glided apart. Liz put her arms around Max and held on, as they began to tumble together towards the river far below. Then Max brought them out of their tumble and into a graceful glide, hand in hand. Michael and Maria glided in the opposite direction, but both couples circled back toward each other one last time before gliding off in different directions with a wave of goodbye.

As Michael and Maria disappeared over the tops of the nearby mountains, Maria turned to Michael and took his hands in hers, folded her wings over him, and allowed him to pull her into his arms, his strong wings sustaining them both in flight. Maria reached up and took Michael’s face in her hands. She kissed him passionately, and Michael eagerly returned the kiss. He brought his wings down powerfully, lifting them both upward toward the sky, through the wispy clouds, into the east winds far above. The winds would sustain their flight, providing ample lift to Michael’s powerful wings… and allowing Michael to concentrate on other things on his mind.


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