Author: Miri
Tittle: In the Wind
Rating: R.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Distribution: Anyone that has it, take it. Anyone else, ask.
Dedication: Elizabeth, my beta-goddess. To Courtney, and Brandi. Everyone that read this and encouraged me. Thankyou.
I close my eyes
Only for a moment
And the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes a curiosity
-Dust in the Wind, Kansas
It didn't take long for Isabel to fall asleep. She was in bed scarcely a moment before sleep overtook her. Her still form lay there, silent, until the dream started. It was the dream that changed the course of life. Not just for her, but for many.
The dream Isabel walked along the highway, deserted and black in the night. An unseen force drew her to a point not far off. She didn't know where she was going, but had no trouble heading in the right direction. She was being pulled by someone, something. It occurred to her that she should be afraid. She was following an empty road, led by some unidentified source, yet she felt no fear and had no desire to turn back.
It felt like hours before she reached her destination. Invisible still, but she knew someone was there. It seemed to know her, she felt a kinship with it. Still, she remained unafraid, completely calm. This being, this thing, she couldn't describe it, it felt like a part of her. So familiar somehow, like home. Home? Could this be...?
"Yes, Isabel, I am from your home."
The voice was so soft, so serene. Tears formed at the base of Isabel's eyes. That voice, a woman's voice, it sounded so beautiful, like music. A soft white light came into her view, and from the light emerged a shadow. She could just make out the silhouette of a person.
"Isabel, listen to me, we have so little time. Where are the others?"
"The others? Max and Michael?" Isabel's voice was barely above a whisper. She was so entranced by this creature.
"Ah, yes, here they come."
Isabel's head whipped around to see her brother and best friend approach from the road. The woman asked them to address her as Serena. Serena explained that she was here to warn them.
"Warn us about what? And who are you? Are you our...?" Michael was cut off by Serena.
"No, Michael, I am not your mother. I'm sorry, I know you wanted to hear that I was. I know of your quest, all three of you. You want answers, want to know where you come from. Why you are here. I assure you that those answers will be given, but I'm afraid they will have to wait just a little longer. We have far more important matters to discuss at this time."
Serena was pacing now. The once calm aura surrounding her seemed a bit disturbed.
Her bright white light flickered a little, and the changes made Isabel uneasy.
"Listen to me. The time coming is a terrible one. This planet, Earth, it's in trouble. Now it is time for you to come home."
Michael awoke from the dream with a splitting headache. His body, drenched in sweat, could not stop shaking. He had to see Max and Isabel. He grabbed his jacket, and took off out the window.
TBC...
Part 2
Max couldn't seem to stop shivering. Last night's dream had left him very unsettled. It must be real, he thought, Isabel and Michael had been there too. They had both seen her, seen and heard Serena just as he had. All three of them were sitting in Max's bedroom, trying to figure things out.
"Max, pay attention!" Isabel snapped.
Max looked up at her. He knew he'd been spacing out all morning, but he couldn't help it. His concentration was shot, the only thing on his mind was the incredible fear. He would never admit it, but he was scared at the prospect of going home. He always had been, even after spending so much of his life searching for answers. Trying to find answers to a place he didn't believe existed. That's right, Max never thought they would actually get home.
"Maxwell, listen. You can't just sit there and daydream! Do you even realize what is happening here? Max, this is it. This is our ticket home." Michael's voice wavered a little.
It was very overwhelming for Michael, Max knew. He was the one that had wanted this
chance to leave the most. He was the one that had searched the hardest, risking anything for the answer to the mystery. And now they had an answer.
"Look, Serena told us she would contact us again. She's going to tell us what is going on when she can. So, until then, there's nothing we can do. Let's all just calm down."
Max Evans, Voice of Reason. Isabel was sick to death of listening to him tell them to calm down. Did he think he was God or something? Every time they got closer to home, Max was the one to shoot them down. Inadvertently, Isabel knew, but he always did it, just the same. What was it that made him worry so much?
"Max! Isabel! You're going to be late guys!"
At the sound of Mrs. Evans' voice, Michael jumped up from Max's bed, and darted over to the window.
"I'll see you guys in school," Michael called as he went outside.
Max closed his eyes and sighed. This was going to be a long day.
TBC...
Part 3
Michael spent the school day in a haze. The only thing on his mind was the dream. He couldn't shake the feeling that something weird was going to happen. Serena's pain-filled words kept coming back to haunt him. ' The time coming is a terrible one. This planet, Earth, it's in trouble.' It made the hollow pit in his stomach even more uneasy.
Once the last bell had rung, signaling the end of the day, Michael headed for the Crashdown. Max and Isabel would be there, and hopefully Maria. He mentally chided himself for thinking of her at a time like this. The thing was, he could not help himself, no matter what. She would always be in his head.
Maria stood behind the counter of the Crashdown, talking to Liz. Liz, who would forever be Max's distraction, just as Maria was his own. Max needed that distraction like he needed a hole in his head, and Michael used to hate Liz for that. He knew it was wrong of him, but anything that took his best friend from him and his search for home was a problem. Michael had learned to like Liz a little over the time, but she still irritated him some.
Liz stepped away from the counter and headed towards the back room. Maria spotted Michael, and advanced towards him. She had a funny half-smile on her face, and he was unsure as to what it meant. With Maria, that look could mean that she was ready to pounce on him for a fight, or she wanted to talk. And talking was not on his mind right then.
"Michael," she said, "I'd like to speak with you. Come to the back room with me?"
He groaned inwardly. He glanced at Max and Isabel, a look of pain stretched on his beautiful face. They had looks of sheer amusement on their faces, angering him even further. Fine, he thought, I'll go back and there and get yelled at by her, or whatever she's going to do to me. Let them laugh, they'll get theirs. He gave them one last silent plea, and headed for the back.
Maria was on him in an instant.
"Thanks for showing up last night," Maria fumed.
Damnit, he thought. He'd forgotten all about that. She had asked him to stop by, but he'd fallen asleep and had that dream.
Before he could say anything to pacify her, Liz came running down the stairs from her family's apartment.
"Maria! Michael! Come quick. Get Max and Isabel," Liz yelled loudly.
Once all five of them were upstairs, Liz flipped on the television. The news anchor filled the screen.
"A plague of unknown origin is wiping out masses in several regions. Most severe are the deaths in North America. Approximately 3,000 casualties have occurred within the last 24 hours. The CDC advises all people to be very careful until a source for the plague is identified. The one fact known about the plague is that it does not appear to airborne, providing the only relief to this troubling time. Stay tuned for more details."
Tittle: In the Wind
Rating: R.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Distribution: Anyone that has it, take it. Anyone else, ask.
Dedication: Elizabeth, my beta-goddess. To Courtney, and Brandi. Everyone that read this and encouraged me. Thankyou.
I close my eyes
Only for a moment
And the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes a curiosity
-Dust in the Wind, Kansas
It didn't take long for Isabel to fall asleep. She was in bed scarcely a moment before sleep overtook her. Her still form lay there, silent, until the dream started. It was the dream that changed the course of life. Not just for her, but for many.
The dream Isabel walked along the highway, deserted and black in the night. An unseen force drew her to a point not far off. She didn't know where she was going, but had no trouble heading in the right direction. She was being pulled by someone, something. It occurred to her that she should be afraid. She was following an empty road, led by some unidentified source, yet she felt no fear and had no desire to turn back.
It felt like hours before she reached her destination. Invisible still, but she knew someone was there. It seemed to know her, she felt a kinship with it. Still, she remained unafraid, completely calm. This being, this thing, she couldn't describe it, it felt like a part of her. So familiar somehow, like home. Home? Could this be...?
"Yes, Isabel, I am from your home."
The voice was so soft, so serene. Tears formed at the base of Isabel's eyes. That voice, a woman's voice, it sounded so beautiful, like music. A soft white light came into her view, and from the light emerged a shadow. She could just make out the silhouette of a person.
"Isabel, listen to me, we have so little time. Where are the others?"
"The others? Max and Michael?" Isabel's voice was barely above a whisper. She was so entranced by this creature.
"Ah, yes, here they come."
Isabel's head whipped around to see her brother and best friend approach from the road. The woman asked them to address her as Serena. Serena explained that she was here to warn them.
"Warn us about what? And who are you? Are you our...?" Michael was cut off by Serena.
"No, Michael, I am not your mother. I'm sorry, I know you wanted to hear that I was. I know of your quest, all three of you. You want answers, want to know where you come from. Why you are here. I assure you that those answers will be given, but I'm afraid they will have to wait just a little longer. We have far more important matters to discuss at this time."
Serena was pacing now. The once calm aura surrounding her seemed a bit disturbed.
Her bright white light flickered a little, and the changes made Isabel uneasy.
"Listen to me. The time coming is a terrible one. This planet, Earth, it's in trouble. Now it is time for you to come home."
Michael awoke from the dream with a splitting headache. His body, drenched in sweat, could not stop shaking. He had to see Max and Isabel. He grabbed his jacket, and took off out the window.
TBC...
Part 2
Max couldn't seem to stop shivering. Last night's dream had left him very unsettled. It must be real, he thought, Isabel and Michael had been there too. They had both seen her, seen and heard Serena just as he had. All three of them were sitting in Max's bedroom, trying to figure things out.
"Max, pay attention!" Isabel snapped.
Max looked up at her. He knew he'd been spacing out all morning, but he couldn't help it. His concentration was shot, the only thing on his mind was the incredible fear. He would never admit it, but he was scared at the prospect of going home. He always had been, even after spending so much of his life searching for answers. Trying to find answers to a place he didn't believe existed. That's right, Max never thought they would actually get home.
"Maxwell, listen. You can't just sit there and daydream! Do you even realize what is happening here? Max, this is it. This is our ticket home." Michael's voice wavered a little.
It was very overwhelming for Michael, Max knew. He was the one that had wanted this
chance to leave the most. He was the one that had searched the hardest, risking anything for the answer to the mystery. And now they had an answer.
"Look, Serena told us she would contact us again. She's going to tell us what is going on when she can. So, until then, there's nothing we can do. Let's all just calm down."
Max Evans, Voice of Reason. Isabel was sick to death of listening to him tell them to calm down. Did he think he was God or something? Every time they got closer to home, Max was the one to shoot them down. Inadvertently, Isabel knew, but he always did it, just the same. What was it that made him worry so much?
"Max! Isabel! You're going to be late guys!"
At the sound of Mrs. Evans' voice, Michael jumped up from Max's bed, and darted over to the window.
"I'll see you guys in school," Michael called as he went outside.
Max closed his eyes and sighed. This was going to be a long day.
TBC...
Part 3
Michael spent the school day in a haze. The only thing on his mind was the dream. He couldn't shake the feeling that something weird was going to happen. Serena's pain-filled words kept coming back to haunt him. ' The time coming is a terrible one. This planet, Earth, it's in trouble.' It made the hollow pit in his stomach even more uneasy.
Once the last bell had rung, signaling the end of the day, Michael headed for the Crashdown. Max and Isabel would be there, and hopefully Maria. He mentally chided himself for thinking of her at a time like this. The thing was, he could not help himself, no matter what. She would always be in his head.
Maria stood behind the counter of the Crashdown, talking to Liz. Liz, who would forever be Max's distraction, just as Maria was his own. Max needed that distraction like he needed a hole in his head, and Michael used to hate Liz for that. He knew it was wrong of him, but anything that took his best friend from him and his search for home was a problem. Michael had learned to like Liz a little over the time, but she still irritated him some.
Liz stepped away from the counter and headed towards the back room. Maria spotted Michael, and advanced towards him. She had a funny half-smile on her face, and he was unsure as to what it meant. With Maria, that look could mean that she was ready to pounce on him for a fight, or she wanted to talk. And talking was not on his mind right then.
"Michael," she said, "I'd like to speak with you. Come to the back room with me?"
He groaned inwardly. He glanced at Max and Isabel, a look of pain stretched on his beautiful face. They had looks of sheer amusement on their faces, angering him even further. Fine, he thought, I'll go back and there and get yelled at by her, or whatever she's going to do to me. Let them laugh, they'll get theirs. He gave them one last silent plea, and headed for the back.
Maria was on him in an instant.
"Thanks for showing up last night," Maria fumed.
Damnit, he thought. He'd forgotten all about that. She had asked him to stop by, but he'd fallen asleep and had that dream.
Before he could say anything to pacify her, Liz came running down the stairs from her family's apartment.
"Maria! Michael! Come quick. Get Max and Isabel," Liz yelled loudly.
Once all five of them were upstairs, Liz flipped on the television. The news anchor filled the screen.
"A plague of unknown origin is wiping out masses in several regions. Most severe are the deaths in North America. Approximately 3,000 casualties have occurred within the last 24 hours. The CDC advises all people to be very careful until a source for the plague is identified. The one fact known about the plague is that it does not appear to airborne, providing the only relief to this troubling time. Stay tuned for more details."