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

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Wed Aug 18, 2004 10:32 pm

Sounds like the crew was very busy during the night, making up all the signs and stuff. How did they get them out in the town? Through the tunnels? Poor Max, he really wanted to help that guy, but Zan was right. It would have been a dead giveaway. <div style="text-align:center">It's all about Roswell!</div>

Post by **splatty** » Wed Aug 18, 2004 11:40 pm

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> you're on a roll now! <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> Now why hasn't Che'koth told us what he knows before now? tsk tsk tsk. <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** » Wed Aug 18, 2004 11:43 pm

<blockquote>Quote:<hr>Now why hasn't Che'koth told us what he knows before now? tsk tsk tsk.<hr></blockquote> I dunno. Maybe cause they didn't ask? I have to come up with a good reason to explain that away <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> Shame on me, I'm doing what Liz preached agaist, i'm being reactive instead of proactive <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> :Lol <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 **Ti88** » Wed Aug 18, 2004 11:46 pm

great new part. i can't wait to hear your readon. althoug doing them with the ingident seems to easy. i wander if it is still a consicous of the person to block out the warping? 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 Living in the Mansion in Egypt along D'Nile with Silly Girls

Post by **splatty** » Wed Aug 18, 2004 11:55 pm

Well, sorry I asked. <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> Well, let's add to the annoying questions, OK? I was always under the impresson that platinum was a basic element. It's made up of like protons and electrons . . which are everywhere, right? <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> So, the guys just have to disperse all those electrons and protons in the right way?? Well, I'm sure you have some big idea planned. Can't wait to see it. <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** » Thu Aug 19, 2004 8:38 am

<blockquote>Quote:<hr>Well, let's add to the annoying questions, OK? I was always under the impresson that platinum was a basic element. It's made up of like protons and electrons . . which are everywhere, right? So, the guys just have to disperse all those electrons and protons in the right way??<hr></blockquote> yeah, this one is going to require actual research and some serious thought. <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 **roswellkitkat** » Thu Aug 19, 2004 5:01 pm

Whoo- hoo two excellent updates!! I love it!! <div style="text-align:center"> Family is there because they have to be, friends are there because they want to be.</div>

Post by **splatty** » Sat Aug 21, 2004 10:22 pm

um, have you thought and researched yet? <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 Aug 21, 2004 10:24 pm

yeah, on page 4 right now....working working working <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> <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 **majiklmoon** » Sat Aug 21, 2004 10:46 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. Tomorrow’s Yet to Come Chapter Thirty – Four We Rock, We Roll, We Rule Kyle looked at Liz, trying to contain his excitement as he laid down his idea for them to find out what in the platinum made the platinum break a mind warp. “So what do you think?” he asked. “Can you do it?” “It can’t be done,” Liz said. “Platinum is an element. Basically, it is what it is, in its simplest form. There is no breaking it apart into components. If there is, I can’t do it.” She turned to Max and pulled his head down to hers. “You know I can’t do that,” she whispered. “Why did you let Kyle get all excited?” “Well, it’s just that he was so excited about coming up with a scientific theory,” said Max. “I just didn’t have the heart to shoot him down. He really put a lot of thought into it, and for someone who took remedial science, it’s a pretty sound idea. Besides, after he thought of that, he did come up with a viable idea. If the information about the platinum was in the destiny book, that means someone here on Antar must know how it works. We need to find him or her, and figure out how to use it to our benefit.” “You know, maybe Kyle was on to something,” mused Liz, opening a jar of peanut butter. “But instead of isolating a component, maybe we just need to amplify it somehow. Of course, I don’t know what it is,” she added. “Okay, okay, break it up,” said Maria, walking into the room. “Other people are joining you, all activity of a sexual nature must hereby cease and desist. So, what’s going on?” she asked, sitting down next to Liz. “Any more care packages from the parental units? Cause I’m telling you, in the next one, Mom had better send some cd’s to listen to. I’m going nuts without any music.” “Excuse me, I am here, there can’t be anything too sexual going on unless Max and Liz are into the kinky things,” said Kyle. “Maria, can you be serious,” laughed Liz. “We’re trying to plan here. And Kyle, don’t encourage her! ” “Plan, shman,” said Maria. “It’s time for some chicken noodle soup, and a pb&j sandwich.” She jumped up and walked over to their food supply and started rummaging around. “No bread. How could they not send any bread? I’ve got my p, I’ve got my j, but I don’t have any b.” “Here, use these,” said Max. He tossed Maria a package of the saltines Liz had been snacking on. “You know Max. I always thought that out of you and Michael, you were the more refined one, the one with a bit of class,” said Maria. “But now I see just how wrong I was. You’re a cretin. Saltines? One does not make a pb&j using saltines!” “One does if one gets hungry enough,” said Max, fighting to keep the smile off his face. “Beast,” said Maria with a sniff, while she opened the peanut butter. “Okay, all kidding aside, do you think we could send a list back with Che’koth next time? Because there are a few things I really need to have.” “Yeah, I think so,” said Max. “There are a few things I want, too, like our translations of the book and stuff.” “Why, what can you find in the book that you can’t find here, the home of the book?” asked Maria, her mouth full of crackers. “Look who’s calling whom a cretin,” said Max. “I want to find out more about the platinum, and how it throws off the mind warp,” he explained. “We never did really read the entire book, we just kept going back to it to find the answers that we need.” “You won’t find that knowledge in the book,” said Che’koth, entering from the tunnel. “Damn, we need it,” said Max. “Why isn’t it there? I mean, it told us that it would work, why won’t it tell us how it works?” “Max, that book was not intended to be a complete set of instructions for you. When you emerged from the pods, you were supposed to have all your memories, and the knowledge you acquired on Antar intact. The ability to mind warp, belongs only to members of the royal family.” “That means,” Liz said slowly, “That Kivar, and that General Kobodi are both members of the royal family?” “Very distant, but members never the less,” admitted Che’koth. “We were killed by members of our own family?” Max asked, incredulously. “I guess there are just some things that evolution doesn’t change,” said Liz. “Man’s lust for power being one of them.” “Buddha always says ‘All beings tremble before violence. All fear death, all love life. See yourself in others. Then whom can you hurt? What harm can you do?’ Maybe if the people of this planet could embrace the teachings of Buddha, they wouldn’t have quite so many problems,” said Kyle, eating another Hershey Bar. “Yeah, great, that’s nice, Kyle. Now, shut up and keep eating, we have to think,” said Maria. “So, Kivar knows how to break a mind warp then?” Max asked Che’koth. “No, that information belongs only to the king, and whoever he chose to share it with. It is passed down from ruler to ruler,” explained Che’koth. “Michael!” said Maria. “Michael must know too, even if he doesn’t realize it! That’s why he was able to throw off Tess’ mind warps without wearing platinum.” “That is quite true,” admitted Che’koth. “None were closer than Rath and King Zan. Max, you must search your memories. I am sure the answer is there. But it will be hard, for Zan will have buried those memories deep within.” “I’ll try anything,” said Max. “But I still want to bring back the book translation, if you wouldn’t mind,” said Max. “It’s in a bunch of stuff we left at Kyle’s house. I’m sure Jim wouldn’t mind taking you to get it.” “And music,” said Maria. “Bring back music. I need music in my life, and there isn’t any here. At least not anything good!” “Hey,” interrupted Kyle. “I have an idea. Do you remember how Tess did those memory retrieval things with Max. Well, I know what she did was just mind warp stuff, but Ava says she can really do crap like that. Maybe if she worked with Max and Michael, they’d have better luck remembering what they need to remember.” “Kyle, that is a great idea,” said Max. “I don’t know why we didn’t think of it before.” “Well, I kind of have another idea that I hate, and you probably will too, but I’m going to say it anyhow. Maybe Zan ought to be included too. I mean, he has the same memories as you, right?” “Yeah,” agreed Max. “And I’m not hating it as much as I would have even a few days ago. He’s got a huge chip on his shoulder, but every once in a while, he forgets about it, and he isn’t that bad.” “I will make plans to return to Earth,” said Che’koth, “And I will bring back the items you request. Is there anything else you will require, Majesties?” “Don’t call me that,” Max and Liz said together. “Now I feel horrible,” said Liz. “We’re treating you like an errand boy Che’koth. I’m sorry. Maybe we could wait a while before someone goes back.” “Don’t worry, Liz,” said Che’koth. “I need to go back and make sure that our troops are well, and see if they need anything as well. Will you have time to check with the others to see if there is anything they require?” “How soon do you need to return?” asked Max. “Time is of the essence,” admitted Che’koth. “Then go now,” decided Max. “I assume you’ll be going back and forth on a regular basis to keep track of the troops down there?” Che’koth nodded. “Fine, then we’ll get the others to make a list for the next time,” said Max. “Right now, the book translations are what we need. Actually, there is a whole box of what we called our alien artifacts. Bring everything back with you, okay?” “And cd’s!” chimed in Maria. “Bring back anything you can lay your hands on!” “Liz, is there anything you require?” Che’koth asked, respectfully. “No, I think I’m good,” said Liz. “Just give my parents my love.” Che’koth nodded, bade the goodbye, and started down the tunnel. “Hey, wait!” shouted Kyle. “Can you bring back some Ho-Ho’s?” <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 Aug 21, 2004 11:05 pm

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> Kyle cracks me up. <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> Well, I'm glad the information wasn't being hidden by Che'koth all this time. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> I hope Max, Zan, and Michael will figure things out soon. Can't Maria sing herself and record her own CDs? I'm sure it will be better than anything I hear on the radio on Earth these days. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Great job. Keep up the good work. <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> <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 Aug 21, 2004 11:07 pm

There is a reason why she needs her cd's there is one particular song I want to use <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/wink.gif ALT=";)"> hence the need for the cd's <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>

Anonymous · Post by **Anonymous** » Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:29 am

I knew Kyle would ask for Ho-Hos! I just knewit <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> He wouldn't be Kyle otherwise! Great part Tracie! It was funny how Maria kept asking for CDs! <div style="text-align:center">Check out my board: <a href="http://p214.ezboard.com/beternaldreams35216" target="top">Eternal Dreams</a></div><div style="text-align:center"><img src="http://img75.photobucket.com/albums/v22 ... Magic4.gif" style="border:0;"/></div>

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Sun Aug 22, 2004 4:30 pm

On a roll again I see. This is coming along great. I really enjoy the way the chahracters interact with each other!!

Post by **majiklmoon** » Sun Aug 22, 2004 9:36 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. Tomorrow’s Yet to Come Chapter Thirty - Five Isabel the Spy “Isadra, a word if you please,” the instructor said, as the students filed out of the class. “I’m very pleased with the progress you have made here. Your diplomatic skills are very developed. You seem to have an insightful grasp of our diplomatic process. I’d like to recommend you for an apprenticeship with the diplomatic corp.” “Oh, I, um, what would it involve?” Isabel asked. “I mean, I’m flattered that you thought of me, but I’m not sure I’m ready.” “Believe me, Isadra, if I say you’re ready, then you are ready. You will observe at first, and possibly run errands for the ambassadors, but as I said, your main task will be to observe. Learn how things are done. Are you interested?” “Yes, yes, I guess I am,” said Isabel.” “Excellent,” said the instructor. “The diplomatic consul will come in to interview you later today, and if you meet with his approval, two days a week, you will observe the meetings at the palace.” “Th- the palace?” asked Isabel, her voice trembling. “I don’t know, I mean, the palace, I’m not sure.” The instructor looked at her curiously. “Of course the palace, Isadra. Where else would the diplomatic corp be housed? You will of course, continue studying here, and be housed here as well, but as I said, two days a week, you will be allowed to travel to the palace. It is an honor for a first year student to be chosen for this task.” Isabel struggled to compose herself. The thought of entering the royal palace was unnerving, and the thought of possibly seeing Kivar, scared her to death. “Thank you,” she said to the instructor. What time will the interview be held?” “Directly after the midday meal. Report to this room, and you will be taken to the interview. Now, go, you have another class I believe. Relax, Isadra, I would not have recommended you for this position if I thought you would not be successful.” “Thank you,” said Isabel. “I will do my best to make you proud.” She quickly gathered up her belongings, and rushed to her next class, all the while, thinking about her upcoming interview. She pulled the Antarian version of a notebook and pencil out of her pouch, and made a list of all the benefits of doing well on the interview. Then, she made a list of all the cons. God, this is not helping, Isabel thought to herself. I wish I could talk to Alex, or Max, or God help me, even Michael or Kyle. If it were night, I could dream walk one of them, but I don’t have the luxury of waiting for bedtime. Suddenly, Isabel sat up straight, as an idea took form in her mind. She surreptitiously took off the locket she was wearing and opened it to reveal a picture of Alex on one side, and Max on the other. She placed a finger on each picture and concentrated, allowing herself to slip into the dream state that would connect her with Max and Alex. We need to talk, her dream self said to the two images that appeared before her. I need to see both of you. It’s urgent. Meet me at lunch in the, she stopped, unsure of what to call their new meeting place. Meet me in the eraser room. She broke the connection and allowed herself a small smile. She wasn’t sure if she was successful, but she had made an attempt, and that alone made her feel a bit better. “Isabel, what is it, what’s wrong?” Alex practically shouted when she walked through the door. “Are you okay?” “Alex, I’m fine,” she said. “I’m sorry if I scared you, but I needed to talk to you and Max, and it had to be now. It’s important, but no, I’m not hurt or anything.” “Isabel?” Max shouted, running through the door. “What happened? Are you okay?” Isabel rolled her eyes skyward, at Max’s entrance. “Yes, I’m fine,” she said. “Do I look hurt?” “Excuse me, but I was in the middle of weapons training, when all of a sudden, you appeared in my head, demanding a meeting. What was I to think? Of course I thought that something was wrong,” Max said. “Can we all just calm down for a second,” said Alex. “Max, Isabel obviously has something important to say, or else she wouldn’t have risked scaring us half to death to get us down here,” Alex’s voice rose slightly. “Okay, listen, I’m sorry about that, but I don’t have much time. I was selected to be a part of some diplomatic apprenticeship program, and I’m being interviewed right after lunch. I wasn’t sure if you thought I should go through with it, or purposely tank on the interview,” she explained. “Well, what is it going to involve?” asked Max. Isabel paced nervously around the small room, anxiously rubbing her hands together. “Well, mostly just observing, and playing gopher from the sounds of it,” she began. “Well it sounds great,” interrupted Alex. “Two days a week, at the palace,” Isabel said over Alex’s voice. “It’s a shame you won’t be able to do it,” Alex continued without missing a beat. “There is no way in hell, you are going anywhere near that palace without me! Right, Max?” “You can’t make this decision for me, Alex,” Isabel said. “No, well, then Max can. Tell her, Max,” said Alex. “I don’t like it Isabel. It’s too dangerous. Besides, you don’t know how being back there is going to make you feel,” said Max. “Right, because being on Antar has elicited so many deep feelings already,” snapped Isabel. “Okay, fine, your right, being here hasn’t really effected any of us, but Isabel, what happens when you see Kivar?” asked Max. “Have you thought about that?” “That’s the one thing that’s keeping me from doing it,” said Isabel. “But think about it, both of you really think about it. How can I not put myself in that position. The information I gain may be very helpful to us.” “I still don’t like it,” Alex said, flatly. “But I’m also not stupid. I can’t tell you what to do, Isabel, but I can tell you to be careful. Don’t take any unnecessary risks.” “Right, Alex, I’ll try to stop myself from blowing that bastard up the second I see him,” snapped Isabel. “Max,” she said, turning to her brother. “Go away. I need to speak with my husband.” “Good luck,” Max said to Alex. “And go easy on him,” he said to Isabel. “Liz will hurt you if you do anything to messy to him.” “Good bye, Max,” Alex and Isabel said together. They watched as he walked out the door, then Alex pulled Isabel into his arms and held her tightly. “You do know how much I absolutely hate the idea of this,” he said to her. “And you know why I have to do it,” she replied. “That doesn’t mean I have to like it,” Alex said. “In fact, I despise the thought of it. But yes, I understand why you have to do it. But Isabel, I want to see you every night when you get back. I need to know that you’re safe. Agreed?” “Of course,” Isabel answered. “Alex, if you really hate the idea, I won’t do it.” “Of course you will,” said Alex, “And you’re going to be great. You Isabel Amanda Evans Whitman, are capable of anything, and I think you are going to make one world class spy.” “Thank you, Alex. Thank you for understanding why I need to do this.” “Isabel, I love you. I love everything about you, and part of that everything has to do with what’s going on here. You’re a part of it; I’m a part of it. We all are a part of it. I’m not going to stand in your way, but I’m also going to worry like hell every second you’re in the palace.” “I love you, Alex,” Isabel whispered. She pressed her lips against his, marveling in the passion that flowed between them. All too soon, their kiss ended, as Isabel pulled away, regretfully. “I’m sorry, I have to go. I have to go do that interview.” “Be careful, Isabel, and if you need me, now you know how to contact me. I’ll get to you somehow,” said Alex. He watched as Isabel gathered up her belongings and rushed out the door. “Be safe, my love,” he said to the empty room. <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** » Sun Aug 22, 2004 10:26 pm

<img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/clap.gif ALT=":clap"> Back to daily updates, I see. OK, this is going to be really silly. But I've been thinking about my Irreversible fic and I'm up to writing just after Isabel's S3 wedding. So when you had Isabel kick Max out to talk to her husband, I was like, huh? Jesse's here? <img src=http://www.majiklmoon.com/ezboardsmilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"> I'm a dork. Anyway, I'm glad that Isabel is doing well. And I know she is going to be instrumental in bringing down Kivar. <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 **Ti88** » Mon Aug 23, 2004 12:13 am

i'm glad they are going to include zan in things. so there is a real reason behing michael being able to resist the mind warps...wander if thats why they got kilt? great parts. can't wait for more 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 Living in the Mansion in Egypt along D'Nile with Silly Girls

Post by **roswellkitkat** » Mon Aug 23, 2004 7:43 pm

Isabel at the castle. That should be interesting. I wonder when she sees Kivar if there will be some sort of connection? Great stuff oh talented one! <div style="text-align:center"> Family is there because they have to be, friends are there because they want to be.</div>

Post by **majiklmoon** » Tue Aug 24, 2004 11:29 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. Tomorrow’s Yet to Come Chapter Thirty-Six –   Zan paced restlessly around the small room, waiting for the others to arrive. He still wasn’t sure about his place in the group. They hadn’t exactly welcomed him with open arms, but then, he hadn’t given them much reason to do so. They were different, that’s for sure. He couldn’t believe letting all those humans in on their secret, but apparently, it worked out. One thing he knew for certain, that Isabel and Michael were nothing like Rath and Lonnie. Where Rath and Lonnie were evil, through and through, he could sense openness and a sense of honesty that he never felt from their New York counterparts. He wasn’t crazy about that character that Ava hooked up with, but that may be because he didn’t think anyone was good enough for his Ava. Zan completed another circuit of the room as he thought about the relationship he shared with Ava. He didn’t think he was jealous of Kyle. He an Ava had discovered a long time ago that they weren’t meant to be together. Maybe what he felt was a kind of big brother thing. Except, that was Michael’s role. “Where do I fit in?” he asked the empty room. “What’s my role within this group?” “You fit in fine,” said Michael, walking through the door. “Don’t worry about it, Zan. You’re what Liz calls an integral part of the group. Not that I have a clue what the hell she’s talking about half the time, but if Liz says it, then it must be true.” “She is pretty cool, isn’t she?” asked Zan. “Max did good, when he saved her.” “That’s not how I saw it for a very long time,” said Michael. “I did everything I could to stop him from saving her, and then, I did everything I possibly could to keep them apart. I was so evil to her, but did that stop Liz? No way. She just kept pushing her way into our lives, wanting to help us, and now, I can’t imagine life without her or Maria, or even Alex and Kyle. We need them, and they need us, and now, we need you too. Max always says we’re stronger together than we are apart, and he’s right. And Zan, that includes you, too.” Zan looked at Michael in amazement. He didn’t think he had ever heard Michael string so many words together at one time. “Great, so Liz thinks I’m in, but what about the rest of you?” Zan asked, his heart in his throat. “Hey, now that I know you’re not trying to stalk us or kill us, or whatever, I’m cool,” said Michael. “I know Max is a bit freaked, but only because of the whole looking in the mirror thing. I was the same when I saw Rath. Isabel’s okay with you too, she says any guy that wears Armani like you do has to be okay.” “Antar’s princess makes her decisions based upon the person’s wardrobe?” Zan asked, trying to contain his laughter and failing. “Yeah, don’t ask, it works for her,” said Michael. “Logic abounds in Isabel land. And as long as Isabel is cool with you, Alex is too, but don’t piss of Isabel, because Alex will kill you without a second thought,” continued Michael. “He doesn’t really seem like the type,” answered Zan. “Yeah, and that’s why he’s so dangerous,” said Michael. “He got dragged kicking and screaming into the whole alien adventure we called our lives. Max and Liz got into a car accident, and they wanted to test Max’s blood. Liz got Alex to give us a sample of his blood, but it caused some really hard feeling between them, because she wouldn’t tell him why.” “And he did it anyhow?” Zan asked, amazed. The loyalty between these people amazed him at times. “Yeah, but it was a long time before Liz finally told him what was going on, and even then, he didn’t really believe her, but he believed that she believed, and that was good enough for him,” Michael explained. “Incredible,” said Zan, shaking his head. “What about Valenti,” he asked. “Oh, Kyle hates you,” said Michael. “But only because of Max.” “That makes all the sense in the world,” said Zan. “Sit down, will you,” said Michael. “All that pacing is making me nervous. “Look, Kyle and Liz were dating when Liz got shot. Max saved Liz, they connected, and Kyle lost Liz to Max. He gets over it, falls in love with Ava, and you show up, a Max look alike with, and you already have a history with Ava. He’s nervous.” “Yeah, but Ava’s like my sister, man. Why doesn’t he get that?” Zan asked. “Look, on some level, he gets it. Don’t worry; Kyle’s got your back. If you’re in trouble, he’ll be the first one there to help you. He’s cool, much as it pains me to say it.” “You don’t like him?” Zan asked Michael, curiously. “Not at first,” admitted Michael. “I couldn’t stand him. It’s taken a while, but I know I can count on Kyle, and he knows he can count on me.” “Amazing,” said Zan. “The whole freaking crew of you is amazing. You let humans in on your secret. You save them, turn them alien some how, and marry them. It’s freaking bizarre.” “Yeah, we may be bizarre, but I didn’t notice you just standing there and letting that Aberjani kill Max in the Granolith Chamber. You saved his ass down there, and from where I stand, it probably would have been easier on you all around if you had let him die,” said Michael. “Yeah, well, whatever,” said Zan, clearly uncomfortable with Michael’s revelation. “It’s not important, but I do have something important I want to talk about. I think we need to have one of your never ending, mind numbing meetings.” “Yeah, what about?” said Michael, his interest piqued. “I,” began Zan, only to be interrupted by Isabel dancing through the door, laughing in delight. “I did it, I did it, I did it,” she sang. She stopped suddenly and looked around the room. “Oh, I thought I was alone,” she said, her face flushing a becoming shade of red. “Nice dance, Iz,” said Michael. “I take it this means you were successful in your meeting?” “Max told you?” she asked. “Yeah, he told us,” answered Zan, “And that’s kind of what I want to talk to everyone about. But I really think we ought to wait until everybody is here. This may be kind of important.” “Well, Alex and Max will be down here in a little while, and I bet Maria and Liz and Kyle will too, on their never ending quest for food that tastes good,” said Isabel. “So that means Ava will be with them. Voila, instant meeting!” As if she summoned them, Max and Liz, along with all the others entered the small room, talking rapidly. Max sat in a chair, and pulled Liz onto his lap. Maria kissed Michael, quickly, and then joined Kyle over by the stash of food, rummaging around for something to eat. Alex ignored everybody, with the exception of Isabel. He walked over to where she stood, and took her in his arms and hugged her tightly. “How’d it go?” he asked. “I was so worried about you all day.” “It went great,” said Isabel, proudly. “I’m in. It couldn’t have gone any better if I had planned it.” “That’s what has me worried,” said Zan, raising his voice to carry over the various conversations in the room. The room quieted almost instantly, and everyone stared at Zan, varying degrees of shock on their faces at the sound of his pronouncement. “What’s up?” Max asked. Liz slid off of his lap, and he stood up and crossed the room to stand next to Zan. “You think there’s a problem?” “Yeah, actually, I do. Ever since we’ve arrived her,” said Zan. “Things have gone almost too well for us.” “Like what?” asked a now curious Maria. “Well, we all got into our programs of study,” said Zan. Then the four of us,” he pointed at Michael, Max, Kyle and himself, “Got chosen to join the Aberjani training program, the group we’re here to destroy. Liz was chosen to work on a special project for the Aberjani, and then Ava and Maria are assigned to work with Liz. Then we find out that Alex is going to be working on another aspect of Liz’s Aberjani project, and now, Isabel is chosen to be a part of a diplomatic apprenticeship program in the palace. It’s all too easy. I think we have to step back and take a look at the big picture. Someone is playing us, and we could all be in danger!” Everyone began to speak at once, filling the room with a cacophony of sound. Suddenly, a piercing whistle silenced everybody. Ava jumped up on a table, and waited, to make sure that everyone was paying attention. “Zan’s got a point,” she said. “Now, I’d like to think that we’ve achieved all these things on our own, because we are exceedingly smart, but I don’t think so. I think we’re being manipulated.” “Astute observations, my young friends,” Che’koth said from the tunnel. “And not entirely incorrect.” <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 **Ti88** » Wed Aug 25, 2004 3:02 am

i'm gong to say che'koth set it up to take down the bad people. love insightful michael. he's so sweet like this. poor zan you fit in somewhere and we'll find you a girl... 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 Living in the Mansion in Egypt along D'Nile with Silly Girls

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

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