Finally I`m back! Sorry for keeping you waiting!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to the fabulous Mr. Richard O`Brien. Only the happenings belong to my own weird fantasy (and I have to say, that I enjoyed and still enjoy writing it far too much *g*)

Summary: With the (unintentionally) help of an earthen scientist and his nephew, Magenta and Riff Raff had found out who the real prince of their beloved home-planet Transsexual is. To make it public to their own species, they had agreed to a pact with an alliance that had been originated by some Transylvanians. Therefore, the siblings tried to capture Frank. Regrettably, Frank, Columbia and Rocky died in the process.
Now the siblings are going back to Transsexual - supported on the 'Alliance of Transition'. Unfortunately, they both don`t know what or who they`ll have to face back home.
Still, there`s something Magenta hides from her brother...

So this is the 3rd part of my story 'The Secret'. I hope you`ll enjoy it as much as I did whilst writing it :)
R&R please!

The Secret – Part III
by handyman`s muse

First Steps

The ride was quiet and relaxed.

After Riff Raff had informed the Alliance about the successful realization of the plan, they had lift-off.
Piloting a space-ship was as easy as falling off a log. One would never unlearn it, no matter when the last ride had been.
So Magenta had typed in the coordinates the Alliance had dictated.
Now the castle was peacefully gliding through the dark and lonesome outer space without any further help.

Magenta turned down the bright light of the pilot cabin so there was only a warm red light left.
She got up and threw a last glance at the instruments. Everything was working so far.
Then she sighed and turned to leave.

Riff Raff sat at the pool, his legs dangling down – barely touching the water surface.

He took a draw at his nearly gone spliff and kept on staring at the two bodies that were still floating quietly inside the pool.
Since Magenta had left him for the lift-off, he had not been able to move. He knew that he had to do something with those bodies of evidence. Of course, they still had some time before their arrival, but greeting the queen with her beloved son floating face-down inside the pool surely wouldn`t be very healthy at all. Hopefully, the Alliance had been successful as well, so he didn`t have to face the queen.
Still, Riff Raff couldn`t feel neither his legs nor the rest of his body. Only his eyes seemed to burn.
The thin man with the blond pony tail was completely apathetic, so he didn`t hear his sister entering.

Magenta slowly approached her brother and knelt down behind him. Then she gently started to massage his neck.
He didn`t react.
"We have to get them out of the pool," Magenta whispered softly into his ear.
Still, no reaction.
"Riff Raff?" Magenta stopped massaging and frowned.
She sat beside him and took the spliff out of her brother`s hand. She took a draw and then threw the spliff away.
"Brother?" she asked once more and carefully stroked his cheek.
Riff Raff kept on staring without any movement and Magenta knew at an instant what was wrong.

She sighed and got up.
This will have to wait a little longer. Now it was time to prepare their arrival.
So the red-headed took a long wooden bar with a hook on top and started to fish out the bodies. It was a little difficult for the slender woman, but finally she managed it with some effort.
Then Magenta dragged the bodies up to the stage and knelt down beside her former master.
"Oh Frank," she sighed aloud and brushed away a strain of wet dark hair.
Magenta knew that it would be a dangerous and complicated way she and her brother had to go, but since when had her life been easy? They would just have to trust the Alliance – at least to a certain extent.
Moving Columbia`s body was a little easier.
'Poor little thing,' Magenta thought as she placed her friend`s body next to Frank.
Columbia was looking so peacefully and innocent, although Magenta knew that the groupie had been everything but innocent.
Magenta cleaned up Columbia`s smudged make-up and kissed her little earthen friend on the forehead.
"Stay patient, my dear," she whispered and covered the three bodies with a dirty grey blanket before she went back to her apathetic brother.

It was a picture of misery.

Riff Raff still sat staring at the pool – slouching his shoulders.
Physically he was still present, but his mind seemed to be captured somewhere up in the mental stratosphere.
The laser was lying beside him.

Magenta approached her brother and sat down next to him.
She took the laser into her hands and watched it intensely.
"You did quite a good job," she said and smiled at Riff Raff.
As expected he didn`t react.
Magenta sighed and put the laser away. Then she took his hand into her own.
"You did right," she said more emphatically.
Riff Raff kept on staring at the now still water.
Magenta shook her head slightly, but then took her brother`s chin and forced him to look at her. His beautiful cerulean eyes seemed to be far away. She wanted so badly to tell him everything, but she knew that it would be wiser to keep her mouth shut – at least for now. There had to be another way to relieve him from his pain and suffering.

Without a further word Magenta kissed Riff Raff.

His mouth opened without any defence.
It was a short but loving kiss and Magenta felt her brother`s mind returning. His eyes began to fill with life again and after a while he cleared his throat slightly.

"Magenta," his rasping voice sounded like music in Magenta`s ears.
She smiled.
"Finally, you`re back," she said with relief and kissed his hand she was still holding.
"I think I killed Frank," his voice was filled with sorrow and Magenta looked down at their still entangled hands. She felt guilty.
"I know," she said instead and forced herself to look into her brother`s eyes. "You saved our life. Brother, you saved our future."
Riff Raff watched her intensely as if searching for something.
"Magenta, I killed our prince," he said emphatically, stressing every single word as if to hammer it into his sister`s head.
"You had to shoot him," Magenta answered.
"I killed the prince of Transsexual!" Riff Raff now nearly screamed.
"You only did what the Alliance told you," Magenta tried to sound as calm as possible. "It was an order. By the way, I hope you didn`t forget that Frank isn`t the prince. "
"But-,"
"No buts," she cut in and stroked his cheek. "You just did what they told you and it was right. I`m proud of you."
Riff Raff opened his mouth for a reply, but Magenta hushed him by putting a finger on his lips. She smiled again and this time, Riff Raff hesitantly smiled back. It wasn`t a relaxed smile at all, but she felt that he was on his best way of overcoming his crisis.
"It was a long and exiting day," Magenta finally said. "Let`s go to bed."
Riff Raff shook his head and smiled.
"Going to bed when being tired," he shook his head once more. "That`s an unfamiliar experiment."
Magenta laughed out loud.
"Which bedroom do we use?" Riff Raff got up and offered help to his sister.
"I think we need a room that is generously cut," she answered and cocked an eyebrow. "How does Frank`s bedroom sound?"

Riff Raff guided her out of the ballroom.
"Your wish is my command."