Chapter 10 (old Ch 9 B)

"Well, then maybe we can fill in some of the blanks." Max's voice with a New York accent came from the top of the stairs, curious and in shock the Roswell group rose their multiple gazes up the flight of stairs; standing at the top of the UFO Center stairs are Michael, Tess, Max, and Liz only different.

Michael's dupe was dressed in all black, albeit grungy clothes, his big baggy cargo pants were caked with dirt and his hair was practically a foot taller than he was. Tattoos were on his forearms and they were obvious alien symbols. Tess's dupe had platinum blonde hair, with pink and black stripes and piercings galore. Dressed in fishnet stockings, a short black pleather skirt, and a torn t-shirt.

Max and Liz's dupes were the most drastically changed, where Michael and Tess already had a slight edge to them Liz and Max don't. Liz's dupe was dressed in tight leather pants that made it perfectly clear she's going commando, absolutely no panty lines were visible, and a torn t-shirt left her stomach, arms, and upper chest deliciously bare. Her hair was long and the same color brown as Liz's only with dark red highlights, tattoos were littered in what seem to be strategic places.

Two peek out from the top of her pants, one on each of her wrists, and if they weren't mistaken at least one on her shoulder. Those were only the ones they could see; it wouldn't be a surprise to discover she had more. The only similarity between Liz and her dupe is the shoes they're wearing, same thread design, same color, same everything.

Now Max's dupe's hair was somewhat similar to Michael's dupe in that it looked like it hadn't been washed in over a decade. Tattoos and piercings were spread all over his body from how worn the shirt was he had nipple rings also. His entire outfit was black and he's carrying a backpack over his shoulder.

Liz shook her head, damn Maria's going to be upset that she missed this. How often does anyone get to see the complete opposite of themselves? "Oh, my God." She whispered, this was just too weird, the dupes made their way down the many stairs fully aware of everyone's attention on them. Max's dupe moved aside a bit and her and Michael's twins were holding hands tightly.

Rath swaggered down eyeing the other two that look like him and Dak. The way they're standing and brushing against one another they gotta be doing each other…or at least had heavy make-out sessions. Wonder how long they've been together, was it love at first sight? Did they dislike each other at their first meeting like he and Dakeri did?

Grinning wildly Rath turned toward Dakeri. "See babe, I told ya they'd find each other." Uncaring of the group around them he pulled Dak close till nothing can fit between them and kissed her hungrily. She raised her hand up to Rath cheek caressing his three-day stubble. Their tongues tangle lovingly, the group forgotten; all they care about was each other in that moment.

Zan shook his head irritated at their blatant display of affection. Ava noticing Zan about to say something beat him to it, the last thing they needed was for Zan and Rath to get into a fight. "Alright already. Didn't you two get enough of each other at the hotel? I swear I heard Dak screaming for four hours last night." Ava poked Rath on the head trying to get his attention.

Instead of stopping, Rath glided his lips down to Dakeri's neck gently sucking and nipping. His stubble and kisses combined tickle Dakeri's neck causing a giggle to sneak out of her mouth. She shied away slightly but at the same time placed her hand on the back of his head bringing him right back to the sensitive spot on her neck, forcing him to kiss, suck, and nip harder. With his large hand he kept Dak's neck freely exposed to his passionate assault cupping the other side keeping her head tilted.

Michael let a smile creep out as he stared at Liz hungrily. "So you're not the only one who likes to be bitten?" With practically everyone in the room an alien, except Alex, who came in moments after Maria left from the backroom with Liz, the whispered statement was heard by all of them.

The deep blush rising on Liz's face gave Michael's statement truth. One thing about Liz that the group collectively knew was that if it had no basis in reality she would have a snarky comment of some kind. However if it's true she blushed so deeply and doesn't say anything. Max's jaw clenches, it's one thing to see the two dupes devouring each other but to know that Michael and Liz were in a similar embrace kills him.

Rath slowly lifted his head from her neck and placed his forehead against hers in a parallel move that Michael does to Liz. "Oh yea. My girl loves to be marked by her man." Rath turned his head to Michael still leaning his forehead on Dak's. "So…you two done it yet? Gotta tell ya nothing is better than doing it with your mate."

Zan shut his eyes hating the love radiating from every pore of the two lovebirds. He knew they couldn't help being so touchy-feely but dammit Dakeri was supposed to be his. Nervously he glanced up making sure neither Rath or Dakeri heard that thought, if Rath heard that he'd kill Zan, king or no. He hated that he's even the slightest bit frightened of him but when it comes to getting between Rath and Dak, his second was downright homicidal.

"Rath." Zan admonished now was not the time to get into this.

"What Duke? This isn't your concern. This is between Dak, me, and our twins." What he had to tell his and Dak's doubles was important to them, may no be important to the whole group but to them it's damn crucial.

"Look we're getting off track Rath. We didn't travel this damn far to know if your double has fucked Dak's double. Much more important shit is at stake. Now can you and Dak cool your hormones and stay focused. Even teens just hitting puberty have more control." he growled needing to assert himself as the leader. Rath may not be obeying him but the group looking on didn't need to know that.

Rath's jaw and fists clench in anger toward Zan, he knows what he's trying to do but its not going to work. Zan needed to get put in his place and here on Earth it ain't being King. If anything he was "King" if only because Zan was currently taking up space in his, Dak's, and Ava's home. Hell, if Zan wanted to pull the king card than he'll pull the eviction card.

"Keep talking like that to me Zan and you'll be tossed on your ass back to living in the sewers. No more roof over your head that doesn't leak, no more heat, no more warm bed at night." Rath threatened, for the second time the Roswell gang is forgotten.

"Rath, no please." Ava pleaded, "Zan doesn't mean anything by what he said, he's an idiot on a power trip, and you know that. Don't kick him out please." She grabbed a hold of Rath's arm staring into his eyes. Ava knew Zan would never love her but she still had feelings for him.

"Fine, but you still want him in our house than you make sure he knows whose King. He wants to be King he can be a man and get a job and buy his own goddamn place. You want him Av then you have to keep him in line." Rath growled out bringing Dakeri close to him again, resting his chin on her hair. Ava is the only reason that asshole wasn't on the streets right now.

Coughing nervously Zan addressed the others who were staring strangely at the other groups dynamic. He bet his dupe was still considered King around here. "I'm Zan." Zan shook his dupe's hand. "This is Ava, and the two horndogs are Rath and Dakeri."

"Dakeri." Liz tested the sound of the name. "Is that short for Dakerina?"

"Yep, but my Mom named me Dakeri for short. I like Dakeri. You know like Strawberry Daiquiri, it's just spelled differently." She explained.

Max acted like Liz and Dakeri hadn't even spoken. "I'm Max." He looked at the others. "And this is Tess, Isabel, Michael. And these are our friends Alex, and Liz." Max looked back to the four dupes. He noticed that Isabel's dupe was missing. "Umm, shouldn't there be another one of you?"

Another voice spoke up from the top of the stairs. "You're right 'bout that Maxie boy. Absolutely right."

TBC