Back to the Drawing Board
Author: Midnight Magi (aka Bex)
Email: Bex_Bridge@hotmail.com
Website: www.indagator.co.uk
Distribution: Ask me first. I want to know where it's going.
Category: M/L , I'm a pure Dreamer.
Rating: PG 13 to R (depends on the chapter)
Disclaimer: Believe me, if I owned Roswell there would be a clause in Jason Behr's contract saying his got to perform carnal acts of sexual pleasure with me. [pic] But since I don't own Roswell, no such contract yet exists.
Author's Note: Ok, this fic is AU-ish and yet not AU, it's also a future fic that ends up not being a future fic. (if you read the first chapter or the summary that last sentence will actually make sense.) Also I'm from the UK, so I'm using English spellings for words.
Summary: This fic starts out 3 years after departure and the world has basically ended ahead of schedule, with only Liz still alive. She forms a plan to go back in time to try and correct what went wrong while she still can, but it all goes bad as the Grenolith is about to send her back and she ends up in the wrong time and place, trapped in her former-self's body permanently. (if you read the first chapter, the summary may also may make sense. Also if you ever wondered what a sexually tormented Max would be like then get ready for the later chapters.)
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Dark clouds block out almost all the light that should be coming from the noon sun, the rumbling earth shakes beneath my feet and I almost lose my footing on the rocks and tumble. My body aches, underneath all the dirt on my skin are blue-purplish bruises. My blood soaked clothing sticks to my skin as I run and the worst thing about it all is that most of the blood isn't even mine.
Adrenaline is flowing freely in my veins as I try to make it to my destination before my body gives out. A great explosion in the distance goes off signifying that 'they' have finally destroyed the town of Roswell, the place I once called home. If I had any tears left I might spill some, but now is not the time, to much is depending on me, the weight of the world has once again been thrown onto my shoulders against my will.
Maria's screams of pain still echo in my mind from a few hours ago as 'they' killed her, I can't rid myself of the image of her body laid in front of me, my last friend that still lived. It's her blood that I'm covered in and I was unable to save them, to save any of them. How could things have gone so wrong because of what I did, I tried to protect them all by pushing Max away and into Tess's arms, but the world has been destroyed none the less. After that day we found out Tess was a traitor and then Max announced he was going to save his son I thought everything had reached rock bottom, I could never of imagined how wrong I was. Things got so much worse, the Max I once knew was gone, he became obsessed with trying to get his son back, and ended up drifting even farther away from us, blaming himself for everything that had happened. Never once in the last 4 years of his life did he find his son or his peace.
A noise coming from the bottom of the rock formation startles me out of my memories. "Damn it, there not to far behind me."
I speed up my pace and make it to the pod chambers entrance. Using the little amount of energy that still remains in my body I activate the handprint to let me in. If it hadn't been for Ava returning a few months after Tess left I might never of found out how much my body had been changed when Max healed me and would never of been able to learn how access these kick ass powers of mine. Ok, so they might not be anywhere near as powerful as any of the others, but there still mine and have saved my neck more than once when the people I trusted abandoned me and left me to face dangers on my own, again.
The bitterness of my own thoughts has been one of my main sources of strength for so long that I can't remember thinking in any other manner. It gives me focus and helps me forget the physical pain my body is in as I stumble through the pod chamber to where the grenolith stands. Hurrying with my task of activating it and setting the correct time, date and place was tricky, because I had to think when was the moment in time that everything truly started to unravel into chaos. That was the moment I have to go back to, to change and I had to make sure I followed Serena's instructions perfectly, if so much as one slight variable is off in my calculations I'm royally screwed.
The thing I most want to stop from happening, the thing I would most want to change, the thing as far as I'm concerned is never going to happen is Max fucking that cheap blond mini bitch.
I'll go to the observatory just before Max arrives on that fateful night, take care of Tess in my own special way that I have been planning 'they'll never even find a body'. Then when Max finally comes into the observatory I'm going to shove some damn common sense down his egotistical pig headed throat. Telling him things that will happen in his possible future that should in any hope induce a nightmarish state of mind, knocking his brains out of their high obit and back down to earth would probably be a good idea as well. I still remember the day we found out that Tess had never even left earth and that the whole blasting off into space had been nothing but a mindwarp, it was at that point that the whole group became truly divided, the rifts being far to large to heal.
Seeing that the grenolith is now fully activated and locked in to it's co- ordinates I go closer to it and allow it to merge me inside. Things are strange and blurred, it's as if I was back in my mother's womb, a warm floating sensation envelops me. As I finally focus on the things I can still see in the chamber and I realise someone's standing there, shouting at me in a rage, but I can't hear him.
As he comes closer to the grenolith trying to stop it's progress I realise that it's Nicolas, and boy does he look pissed. A smug smile comes over my face, or maybe it's a sneer, whatever way his too late, it's too far into the process to stop it now.
Then I realise he is using his powers to try and do something to the grenolith, all of a sudden the calm that I was surrounding me is gone and I can feel pain seeping back into my bones. It feels like my flesh is being boiled and sharp knives are cutting me from the inside, this is even worse than my original pain. I realise that something now is seriously wrong and there's nothing I can do to stop it.
A burning bright light engulfs me and every cell in my body feels like it's on fire I can vaguely make out the shape of Nicholas standing outside the grenolith watching me. 'How could I of failed to save the world again! I was so close to making it all right again.'
Nicholas's POV
The bright light coming from the grenolith is blinding, I can't even see her form any more. Suddenly a crack appears in the cone and another, then in one almighty crash the grenolith shatters and the light fades.
'Finally' I whisper to myself as I see the charcoal black corpse of the former Liz Parker lying on the floor in the chamber room. A dark satisfaction fills me now my work here is done and I turn to leave not bothering to even take a second glance at her burnt crisp body.
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A void,
A black void is all that my mind can comprehend.
I vaguely remember being in pain, but it evaporated around me.
'Where am I?'
I feel so dizzy, like everything's spinning and yet nothing is moving.
There's some strange noise in the distance, it's so faint. It's a voice I think.
A coolness is pressed against my cheek, that's hard and uncomfortable.
The voice seems to be getting clearer, it's shouting something in a shrilled high-pitched tone. I wish it would stop so that I could rest here in peace.
"LIZ!"
'Damn, why can't whoever it is be quite. Wait, Liz, that's my name, someone's calling me.' I slowly open my eye's, everything seems so big around me until I realise I'm lying on a cold tiled floor and there are people all round me.
"LIZ, Chica, Oh Thank God, she's waking up!!!"
Who ever it is that's shrieking down my ear hole is really going to regret if they don't shut up soon.
Someone is crouching over me shaking my side.
"Lemme alone!" I say harshly.
"Liz, are you alright? What happened? Never do that to me again do you hear, you nearly scared me half to death with that stunt."
I force my body in to a sitting position and look around. It's then I realise I'm in the Crashdown. 'That's not possible, the Crashdown was destroyed 2 years ago.' Looking at the people around me I see that it was Maria that was crouching over me shouting. 'This isn't possible, she's dead, she's dead.'
"What the hell is going on?" I say to myself, but said it aloud accidentally, looking around at everyone in shock.
Author: Midnight Magi (aka Bex)
Email: Bex_Bridge@hotmail.com
Website: www.indagator.co.uk
Distribution: Ask me first. I want to know where it's going.
Category: M/L , I'm a pure Dreamer.
Rating: PG 13 to R (depends on the chapter)
Disclaimer: Believe me, if I owned Roswell there would be a clause in Jason Behr's contract saying his got to perform carnal acts of sexual pleasure with me. [pic] But since I don't own Roswell, no such contract yet exists.
Author's Note: Ok, this fic is AU-ish and yet not AU, it's also a future fic that ends up not being a future fic. (if you read the first chapter or the summary that last sentence will actually make sense.) Also I'm from the UK, so I'm using English spellings for words.
Summary: This fic starts out 3 years after departure and the world has basically ended ahead of schedule, with only Liz still alive. She forms a plan to go back in time to try and correct what went wrong while she still can, but it all goes bad as the Grenolith is about to send her back and she ends up in the wrong time and place, trapped in her former-self's body permanently. (if you read the first chapter, the summary may also may make sense. Also if you ever wondered what a sexually tormented Max would be like then get ready for the later chapters.)
:- )
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Dark clouds block out almost all the light that should be coming from the noon sun, the rumbling earth shakes beneath my feet and I almost lose my footing on the rocks and tumble. My body aches, underneath all the dirt on my skin are blue-purplish bruises. My blood soaked clothing sticks to my skin as I run and the worst thing about it all is that most of the blood isn't even mine.
Adrenaline is flowing freely in my veins as I try to make it to my destination before my body gives out. A great explosion in the distance goes off signifying that 'they' have finally destroyed the town of Roswell, the place I once called home. If I had any tears left I might spill some, but now is not the time, to much is depending on me, the weight of the world has once again been thrown onto my shoulders against my will.
Maria's screams of pain still echo in my mind from a few hours ago as 'they' killed her, I can't rid myself of the image of her body laid in front of me, my last friend that still lived. It's her blood that I'm covered in and I was unable to save them, to save any of them. How could things have gone so wrong because of what I did, I tried to protect them all by pushing Max away and into Tess's arms, but the world has been destroyed none the less. After that day we found out Tess was a traitor and then Max announced he was going to save his son I thought everything had reached rock bottom, I could never of imagined how wrong I was. Things got so much worse, the Max I once knew was gone, he became obsessed with trying to get his son back, and ended up drifting even farther away from us, blaming himself for everything that had happened. Never once in the last 4 years of his life did he find his son or his peace.
A noise coming from the bottom of the rock formation startles me out of my memories. "Damn it, there not to far behind me."
I speed up my pace and make it to the pod chambers entrance. Using the little amount of energy that still remains in my body I activate the handprint to let me in. If it hadn't been for Ava returning a few months after Tess left I might never of found out how much my body had been changed when Max healed me and would never of been able to learn how access these kick ass powers of mine. Ok, so they might not be anywhere near as powerful as any of the others, but there still mine and have saved my neck more than once when the people I trusted abandoned me and left me to face dangers on my own, again.
The bitterness of my own thoughts has been one of my main sources of strength for so long that I can't remember thinking in any other manner. It gives me focus and helps me forget the physical pain my body is in as I stumble through the pod chamber to where the grenolith stands. Hurrying with my task of activating it and setting the correct time, date and place was tricky, because I had to think when was the moment in time that everything truly started to unravel into chaos. That was the moment I have to go back to, to change and I had to make sure I followed Serena's instructions perfectly, if so much as one slight variable is off in my calculations I'm royally screwed.
The thing I most want to stop from happening, the thing I would most want to change, the thing as far as I'm concerned is never going to happen is Max fucking that cheap blond mini bitch.
I'll go to the observatory just before Max arrives on that fateful night, take care of Tess in my own special way that I have been planning 'they'll never even find a body'. Then when Max finally comes into the observatory I'm going to shove some damn common sense down his egotistical pig headed throat. Telling him things that will happen in his possible future that should in any hope induce a nightmarish state of mind, knocking his brains out of their high obit and back down to earth would probably be a good idea as well. I still remember the day we found out that Tess had never even left earth and that the whole blasting off into space had been nothing but a mindwarp, it was at that point that the whole group became truly divided, the rifts being far to large to heal.
Seeing that the grenolith is now fully activated and locked in to it's co- ordinates I go closer to it and allow it to merge me inside. Things are strange and blurred, it's as if I was back in my mother's womb, a warm floating sensation envelops me. As I finally focus on the things I can still see in the chamber and I realise someone's standing there, shouting at me in a rage, but I can't hear him.
As he comes closer to the grenolith trying to stop it's progress I realise that it's Nicolas, and boy does he look pissed. A smug smile comes over my face, or maybe it's a sneer, whatever way his too late, it's too far into the process to stop it now.
Then I realise he is using his powers to try and do something to the grenolith, all of a sudden the calm that I was surrounding me is gone and I can feel pain seeping back into my bones. It feels like my flesh is being boiled and sharp knives are cutting me from the inside, this is even worse than my original pain. I realise that something now is seriously wrong and there's nothing I can do to stop it.
A burning bright light engulfs me and every cell in my body feels like it's on fire I can vaguely make out the shape of Nicholas standing outside the grenolith watching me. 'How could I of failed to save the world again! I was so close to making it all right again.'
Nicholas's POV
The bright light coming from the grenolith is blinding, I can't even see her form any more. Suddenly a crack appears in the cone and another, then in one almighty crash the grenolith shatters and the light fades.
'Finally' I whisper to myself as I see the charcoal black corpse of the former Liz Parker lying on the floor in the chamber room. A dark satisfaction fills me now my work here is done and I turn to leave not bothering to even take a second glance at her burnt crisp body.
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A void,
A black void is all that my mind can comprehend.
I vaguely remember being in pain, but it evaporated around me.
'Where am I?'
I feel so dizzy, like everything's spinning and yet nothing is moving.
There's some strange noise in the distance, it's so faint. It's a voice I think.
A coolness is pressed against my cheek, that's hard and uncomfortable.
The voice seems to be getting clearer, it's shouting something in a shrilled high-pitched tone. I wish it would stop so that I could rest here in peace.
"LIZ!"
'Damn, why can't whoever it is be quite. Wait, Liz, that's my name, someone's calling me.' I slowly open my eye's, everything seems so big around me until I realise I'm lying on a cold tiled floor and there are people all round me.
"LIZ, Chica, Oh Thank God, she's waking up!!!"
Who ever it is that's shrieking down my ear hole is really going to regret if they don't shut up soon.
Someone is crouching over me shaking my side.
"Lemme alone!" I say harshly.
"Liz, are you alright? What happened? Never do that to me again do you hear, you nearly scared me half to death with that stunt."
I force my body in to a sitting position and look around. It's then I realise I'm in the Crashdown. 'That's not possible, the Crashdown was destroyed 2 years ago.' Looking at the people around me I see that it was Maria that was crouching over me shouting. 'This isn't possible, she's dead, she's dead.'
"What the hell is going on?" I say to myself, but said it aloud accidentally, looking around at everyone in shock.
