First Wave: "Destiny is what you do with it"
Disclaimer: Roswell, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel and First Wave are not mine (obviously). I am borrowing the characters and their respective worlds for this story, which is written purely for fun.
Authors note: This is my second story in a three part series. The first story revolves around the lives of the characters from Roswell.
From this point on, however, the story includes the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. If you have any questions, comments or constructive critique, let me know.
If you haven't yet read the first story, and would like to, you can find it at my profile page, called First Wave: "Lost Prophesies"
A/N 2: I have created a crossover / alternate universe to suit my needs for this story. For this reason you will find that although some things match the story lines of the respective shows, most things will be different.
Things you need to know from the first story: In the Roswell Universe, the fourth alien is Maria, she is the younger sister of Max and Isabel. She was adopted by the Whitman family and left New Mexico before meeting her fellow aliens. When Max, Isabel, Michael and Liz discover her existence they begin a 3 year long search. During this time Max is taken by the FBI and Isabel finally informs her father of her alien heritage.
Isabel, Michael and Liz become very close in their shared grief as they search for the two missing aliens.
Eventually Maria and Alex are found in New York and agree to return to New Mexico to follow up on some clues on Max's whereabouts.
At this point I introduce Cade Foster from the TV Series The First Wave. He along with some friends are tracking Aliens called the Gua who are attempting to take over Earth. He uses lost predictions made by Nostradamus to aid him in his search, this is how he discovers the existence of the Royal Four.
He assumes that Sheriff Valenti is an ally of the aliens and enlists his help to find the four Aliens, whom he believes are the worlds only hope at stopping the Gua. Together, Cade, Jim, Phillip Evans, Liz, Michael, Isabel, Maria and Alex rescue Max.
Unbeknown to them there is a third Alien who watches them and destroys the FBI base after Max is rescued.
In this second story I introduce the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Everything up until season 4 in the Buffy Universe remains the same, however, they are only introduced a few years after the events of season 4. Therefore, although it is a few years into their College lives, there is no Dawn, Oz left, but returned and Riley is gone.
The timeline for Angel diverges from Season 1. Doyle is already dead, and Wesley and Gunn both work for Angel.
Something Blue (The Second Wave)
Fate is what life gives you, destiny is what you do with it.
-unknown
NOSTRADAMUS
Born Michel de Nostredame on December 14, 1503, Nostradamus was the most celebrated physician and occultist of his day. Showing a great intellect from his early years, he studied a range of subjects including Latin, Greek, Mathematics and Celestial sciences. Later, his enthusiasm for the occult and his reputation for prophecy would stir the suspicions of the Inquisition, forcing Nostradamus to continually travel to evade the Church authorities.
Fifty years in age, Nostradamus finally settled into semi-retirement in the town of Salon where he married and concentrated on his writings, producing annual almanacs and books of prophecy. He is said to have foreseen the rise and fall of Napoleon and Hitler, the assassination of the Kennedys, and perhaps the advent of the third World War. However, there is debate as to the volume of writings he produced and the interpretation of the works that have survived through the ages. Nostradamus himself mentions that he burnt many of his books once he finished them, but this seems unlikely given the profound dedication to his work over the course of his life. Rather, this was probably an attempt to mislead Church authorities and to potentially conceal important prophetic books for a later time when they would be truly useful, even vital, to a threatened humanity.
One such book was said to have been found in Normandy, where Nostradamus wrote a final collection of prophecies for the next millennium, while his powers were at their height. The book was believed to have been lost or destroyed before his death in 1566. However in truth, it had been hidden until the time when the prophecies could serve as a weapon to battle the greatest threat the world has ever known: a stratagem of extraterrestrial invasion.
Significantly, Nostradamus tells of an apocalyptic invasion coming in three terrifying waves: the first wave - an elite infiltrative and saboteur force, the second wave - invasion from above, and the third wave - Armageddon. He also foretells the coming of Earth's savior who will lead the fight against the aliens - the "twice-blessed man." This man may be Cade Foster. With Nostradamus' lost book of prophecy in his possession, Foster has the key to defeating the aliens. With the book, Foster may be humanity's only hope to stop the First Wave.
Taken from the TV Show First Wave
He caught her wrist just in time, preventing her from leaving the promised warmth of the bed and pulling her back into his arms.
He wasn't letting her get away that easy. Pinning her down he gazed intently into her chocolate eyes.
"Just where did you think you were going?" he growled in mock anger, holding her squirming body to his naked chest, trapping her with his hands, yet loving her with his eyes.
She continued to squirm and giggle in his embrace as he began to place kisses all over her face, teasing her with the promise of more.
Liz sighed contentedly, the last two years of blissful happiness with Max had been like heaven, they were both making up for the three years they'd been separated when the FBI had kidnapped him.
Turning serious, Max stopped his teasing and instead held Liz in his arms, his lips inches from hers, his eyes sweeping every inch of her face as if committing it to memory.
They spoke very little about the years he had been held captive and the experimentation that he had endured.
He'd spent his first year back home catching up on the years of schooling he had missed, which fortunately for him had been easier than he would have thought, with the help of his family and friends as well as his alien genealogy he had progressed very quickly.
During that time he'd also married the love of his life, although the first to admit they were probably too young, he was now very much aware of how short life was, and that every opportunity that he could spend with Liz was worth lifetimes.
Although life was good, they had all lost their innocence, wary of all strangers, they had spent the last two years looking over their shoulders, fearing the return of the FBI whom they had seen no sign of since the rescue two years previous. In addition, they now had the added worry of enemies from a past life, enemies they did not remember, from a war fought on a faraway planet in another lifetime.
Still, they enjoyed each day and appreciated what little of a normal existence they did get to lead, and with no sign of either the FBI, or The Gua, they had began to hope that it was all far behind them, like vague recollections of a nightmare.
"I was going to get you breakfast, Mr. Evans" said Liz, answering his earlier question, smiling at the man she had almost lost.
"You're all the nourishment I need Mrs. Evans" his smile widened in uncharacteristic mischievousness as he began tickling her…after two years, he knew all of her weak spots and attacked them mercilessly.
She howled in laughter whilst trying to protect her body from his attack.
"No…Max!"
Giggling hysterically, she slapped his hands away in a feeble attempt to stop him.
"Max!"
Maria wasn't sure if she was amused or annoyed with Isabel's hysterics, her sister had proven to be quite a drama queen and had spent the last hour in an Oscar worthy performance.
Sighing, she watched as Isabel ranted, switching between worrying over the preparations, and anger over things that had yet to even occur. She was a strange one.
"Calm down Izzy! I've already sorted out the flowers, Max is getting the rings, Liz is collecting the cake and your agitation is only going to give you a headache."
Yeah, great, give her something else to worry about, now she's going to convince herself that she has a migraine. Maria admonished herself.
"Speaking of my sister-in-law shouldn't she be here by now? Maybe I should astral-walk her?"
"Definitely not" argued Maria "if you recall, the last time you did that you caught them in a very uncompromising position."
"Arg, don't remind me." Shuddered Isabel. "That image has been burnt into my mind for all eternity. I washed my eyes out with soap for days afterwards."
After meeting Cade two years ago, Isabel had spent many hours practising her powers and developing them to the level she was at now, which included being able to project herself anywhere, anytime, instead of just in dreams.
Although the power was handy, it was limited, and only allowed her to project herself as incorporeal, her physical body never travelled with her. The only downside was that her friends and family found her new skill to be intrusive as on more than one occasion Isabel had appeared at very private and embarrassing moments.
With another sigh, Maria pulled out her trusty bottle of cyprus oil and took a hefty sniff. For a brief moment she contemplated offering Isabel a sniff of the calming aroma, then quickly dismissed her idea, remembering the look of disdain her sister had given her the last time she'd suggested one of her alternative therapies.
Isabel threw her hands up in the air "what made me think this was going to be fun?"
Funny, I was just thinking the same thing thought Maria wryly as her sister returned to pacing the room.
Now locking Izzy in a room with her crazy aunt Amy...that would be fun. Maria stifled a giggle at the picture her mind projected.
As was his nature, Alex chose this as the opportune moment to slip his head around the door, if she could have, Maria would have strangled her adoptive brother for the intrusion, because all manner of crap was about to hit the fan now and she was going to be left standing in the middle of it again.
He had no sense of timing, and she was going to be left picking up the pieces of an already crazy Isabel.
"Is she still moaning?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow at the antics of the room.
Isabel screamed and dashed behind the changing screen, Maria who was laughing got up off her chair to usher Alex, who was trying to get a peak of Isabel over her shoulder out.
"Get him out; get him right out of here now!" shrieked the bride-to-be.
"Just a little peek?" pleaded Alex, smiling charmingly at Maria as she gave him a stern look.
"You know it's bad luck to see her before the ceremony in her dress" reproached Maria before closing the door behind him and turning back to Isabel who was now furiously taking off her dress and climbing into a pair of jeans.
"Can you believe him?" demanded Isabel. She looked up from putting her tank top on and continued. "Is he trying to curse us or something? Does he want us to have bad luck for the rest of our lives?"
In his boxers, Max opened the door to find a smirking Michael.
"Hey Max…nice outfit Liz."
Confused Max looked over his should to find Liz standing behind him wearing only a…sheet.
He turned back to Michael who was now grinning and frowned, "what is it Michael?" he asked impatiently.
Michael pushed his way inside and made his way to the kitchen where he immediately grabbed an apple out of the fruit bowl and took a bite out of it, the whole while still grinning at Max who had followed him.
"Did you forget we have to get the rings?" he asked in feigned disappointment at Max's forgetfulness.
Max felt his irritation rising "rings?" his confused mind tried to decipher what Michael was talking about, it took him a few seconds to delete the image of his wife standing in full view of Michael in a sheet before he could remember that it was his sisters wedding day and he had been tasked along with Michael to collect the rings from the jeweller "Oh, uh, yeah. Just let me throw some clothes on."
Liz walked into the kitchen, newly dressed in jeans and a sweater. She made her way over to Michael and gave him a hug.
Max felt a stab of jealousy when he saw them, not from the hug, nor from the close friendship, but because of the painful reminder that they shared a life together – as friends, but nevertheless, a life he'd missed out on.
Liz then made her way to Max and gave him a quick kiss before picking up her car keys.
"I'm going to pick up the cake and then I'll meet you boys at the church."
Max nodded, following her to the door and giving her another kiss, before returning to his room to get changed.
Jim Valenti shuffled through the paperwork on his desk wasting time until he had to leave for the church.
With his son in his own apartment now, he was left with little to do at home and found himself spending more and more time at his office.
He was almost relieved when his phone began to ring, picking it up he answered "Valenti"
"Jim, how's it going down there?"
The Sheriff chuckled, very pleased to hear the voice on the other end of the line "Foster! It's been awhile!"
"Yes it has" there was a pause as Cade seemed to struggle with what he had to say "the reason I'm calling is to let you know that I'll be returning to Roswell…today."
"Oh yeah, you coming for the wedding?"
"Wedding? You mean Alex and Isabel?"
"It's today" Jim prompted, beginning to feel apprehensive with the call from a man he had not heard from in months.
"Actually I forgot, and I probably won't be there in time, I'm coming for other reasons" admitted the twice blessed man.
"Would that be Czechoslovakian reasons?" asked Jim, using the term that Maria and Liz had come up with a year ago when referring to anything alien related in public places.
"It's happening Jim."
The Sheriff felt himself go cold "what is?" He asked, already knowing the answer, but hoping he was wrong.
"The Second Wave!"