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Chapter 33

Across Town; Khivar's Home

The group of four men, two Kryptonian's and two humans, went around the side of the large beige home. Although Jim had told everyone that Khivar was on their side and that he had been in constant contact with him, the others still wanted to check out the home. Although Jim couldn't blame them for their cautiousness, he felt it was an unnecessary step.

Clark, who crouched below a window, turned his head and kept his eyes firmly on the house siding. Immediately his vision zoomed through the walls, pipes and paint and took in the room on the other side. Two men stood at the door way, the shorter of the two nodded to the taller one and left the room, heading in the direction of the front door.

Turning back to Jonathan, Jeff, and Jim, Clark whispered to them what he saw. "Two guys on the ground floor, there is also a couple people in the basement. Tied up."

"Yes, that would be Zan and Vilandra's parents, the former King and Queen of Antar." A deep and amused voice came from the corner of the house.

Clark glared at the stranger, how did he come upon them without him hearing his footfalls? "Who are you, are you Khivar?"

"No. I am Vasar, Khivar's second in command. Khivar is inside, and you couldn't hear me because I made my footsteps silent, it's a power I possess." Vasar saw Val, Jim, standing off to the side completely calm. "Val, good to see you again."

"Good to see you too." Jim greeted. "And I go by Jim here."

The others stood as well keeping a close eye on the man in front of them.

"Why don't we all talk inside. You all can ask questions and get a look around." Vasar swept his hand up and gestured toward the front door.

Clark stood tall and stared at Vasar, doing his best to read his face. He didn't see anything nefarious but in his experience the most innocent of faces could be hiding dangerous and evil intentions. Taking a few moments to weigh the options, Clark finally nodded his agreement. "All right. Let's talk."

As a group the four men followed behind Vasar and entered the nice home. Although Jim knew these two were no danger to them he had waited for Clark to reach that same thought. Technically speaking Clark or Kal-El was a King, had been since his father's sudden death in the planetary explosion, and if Jim had started to follow Vasar without Clark's approval he could have been killed or at the very least severely punished.

Jonathan closed the door behind them and they continued their trek to the living room, where Khivar was waiting by the mini-bar.

"Hello Kal-El." He greeted with a slight nod of his head as he finished pouring a scotch.

Before Clark could return the greeting Jonathan spoke up. "His name is Clark."

Khivar smirked. "Not right now it isn't. Kal-El is in complete control at the moment." He took a sip of his drink.

Jonathan turned his gaze to his son. Sure enough Clark had an expression on his face that he hadn't seen Clark have except when Kal was in control or he was on Red K. One of confidence and one of, dare he say, royalty.

"Hello Khivar." He nodded also in greeting. Although bowing to a ruler was customary, neither did. If either bowed it would immediately send the signal that the one who bowed wasn't as strong and could easily be taken advantage of. The slight nod of the head however showed a pleasant greeting but still one of strength.

"Please, everyone take a seat. Ask me any questions you like." Khivar invited taking a seat in one of the newly moved in chairs.

Once the guys were seated as well Kal-El dove right in asking questions. "Are you here to hurt Livara?"

"No, absolutely not." He said with no hesitation. "Vasar, if you please." Immediately Vasar produced a sheet of paper and handed it to Kal-El. "Your Livara is one hundred percent safe with me and those in my command. That is a contract that was drafted and signed by myself, Livara's father, mother, and your parent's as well. It was written in both Kryptonian and in Antarian. Those red drops next to each of our names are drops of blood, if I try to break the contract it would be remarkably painful for me."

Kal-El read the Kryptonian language part of the contract. The letters and words of his original planet flowed and solidified in his mind. What Khivar said was true. He inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. The more people that were on their side the better.

"Why are you here now? Why not earlier?" Kal-El questioned.

"It has been a strenuous time on Antar and the surrounding planets. There were already guardians set in place for both Livara and you. If there had been any issue I would have been made aware and been on my way here. In the time since you and Livara had been sent off I had been vying for the Antarian throne…one of them anyway. Only recently I have gained control of that throne."

Jeff leaned forward and asked a question of his own. "Your second in command mentioned that you have Zan and Vilandra's parents downstairs and that they were the King and Queen. Why are they still here? Won't that be a problem?"

"No, they are completely secured. I assure you. Besides we need them alive. Their amulet," Khivar pulled out a glowing blue amulet from his pocket. "Lets us know when their children are near. I assume you know their identities here on Earth?"

"Yes. Liz told us." Jeff confirmed. Before coming here he, Nancy, and Clark had filled Martha and Jonathan in on the town that was filled with more than just Kryptonian aliens.

"As long as we have this device and as long as their biological parents are still breathing, we can find them wherever they are which could come in handy if they prove to be a problem." Khivar told them.

"If they find out Liz is Kryptonian are they a danger to her? To us?" Kal asked. He sat up a little straighter in his seat; Liz just went back to school where at least three of the other aliens were.

Khivar paused for a moment and thought about how to handle his question. "Not necessarily. It's true many of the people of Antar, especially in the royal families, aren't fans of Kryptonians from the incident involving Val's brother and his brother's mate. However we don't know what Nasedo, the shapeshifter, and the Royal Four's only source of information, has told them about Kryptonian's. In simple terms, we need to watch them and be prepared to take them out if need be."

"From what Liz told me, they haven't been told about any other aliens. She's sure if this Nasedo said anything about our kind she, and her friends, would have been told." While he calmed somewhat, knowing that they weren't for sure a problem, he wasn't relaxed completely. In his mind he felt Liz's anger, her incredulity, he wasn't sure at what but it had him on edge.

Roswell High School

Before Liz and the others could move around the three blocking the door Max put his hand around her bicep stopping any further movement. "We need to talk." Max demanded.

Ripping her arm from his grasp she glared hard at him. "Well it'll have to wait. Class is going to start in two minutes." Liz started to push passed Max when the teacher with a glazed over expression said to the rest of the class, that class was dismissed for the day.

Students flooded out of the classroom with amazing speed. Once everyone was out of hearing range Alex snorted and shook his head. "You've got to be kidding me." Alex mumbled. "Did you have Tess mindwarp the teacher?"

Max doesn't deny Alex's accusation, "This is more important than summer school. Now where do you want to go to have this conversation?" He wasn't going to take any more excuses, he wanted answers and he was going to get them. Something wasn't right and he couldn't risk it endangering his family.

"You need to back off Max." Kyle stepped up between Liz and Max. "None of this is your problem. None of this concerns you."

Michael, who had, up until that point, been quiet, spoke up. "Ok, wait a minute. I'm in the dark. What happened and why does or doesn't it concern us?"

Isabel was the one who answered Michael. "Khivar showed up today." She held up her hand to stop Michael from interrupting. "He didn't hurt us; in fact he wanted nothing to do with us. Instead he talked to Liz and Kyle." All eyes turned back to Liz, Kyle, and Alex.

While standing there Liz felt Clark in her mind. He could feel what she felt, same as she felt what he did. He didn't like that they, Michael, Isabel, Max, and Tess, were trying to surround her and sort of box her in. Max stood in the doorway of the classroom, with Kyle in front of him. Michael stood side by side with Alex, who was behind her, and Isabel and Tess took up the space in between.

"What is going on?" Michael crowded Liz and started invading her space, very much like he did when she first found out about them being aliens and they were trying to leave town.

As before, Liz refused to be intimidated. "As I told Max, it's not your business. The only thing you need to know is that Khivar is not here to hurt you. This whole thing has nothing to do with any of you. Just stay out of it. We have dutifully stayed out of Antarian/Hybrid business, show us the same courtesy or I can guarantee you will not like the consequences." Liz seethed; Livara was right beneath the surface begging Liz to show the group of four what they were up against.

Khivar's Home

While Jeff asked a couple more questions of Khivar, Jonathan was watching Clark. His son wasn't paying attention to Khivar's answers, but he was clearly concentrating on something. "Son?" He gently prodded.

Clark didn't answer however, instead he allowed himself to be fully immersed in Liz's emotions. Frustration, anger, and irritation beat at his mind and body. He fell deeper into Liz's consciousness and started to see what she saw. A tall boy, Michael, was using his height to his advantage trying to convince her to tell him, tell them, information.

Clark felt his jaw tighten with anger, he wanted to run to Liz and kill the boy invading her space. His fingers clenched around the arms of the chair. Wood snapped and stuffing began to ooze out around his fingers; it was taking every ounce of willpower to stay where he was. He knew Liz wouldn't want her friends, or former friends, hurt but he couldn't stop the red wave of fury at having a male that close to his mate.

"Kal-El?" Jim cautiously called.

"If he doesn't get away from her I'm going to rip his spine out." He gritted through clenched teeth.

"Oh hell." Jim muttered. Either Max or Michael had invaded Liz's space and Clark/Kal-El was feeling it and it was pissing him off faster than anything else could. Kyle and Alex were safe, to a certain extent. Kyle because he was her protector and Clark understood that, and Alex because it was clear that neither Alex nor Liz wanted anything more than friendship with the other.

"Who's near her?" Khivar asked, not Clark because he doubted he'd get a response from Clark, but Jim.

"It has to be either Max or Michael." Jim told the room.

Jonathan although not afraid of his son, backed away to give him some space. "Why only one of them?"

"Because the presences I feel near Liz are alien, and there are many, one is Kyle and one human, more than likely Alex. Clark wouldn't be so enraged at either of them. So that leaves the Royal Four as the most reasonable choice, specifically the two males of the Royal Four." Jim explained.

Suddenly Clark loudly roared out in anger and zoomed off. Leaving the front door open and swinging in his wake.

"This is really not good." Jim stated the obvious. "We've got to get to that school."

Roswell High School

Max side stepped Kyle and put his hand on Liz's arm again. "It involves Khivar. It's our business. He's dangerous and we need to-"

Liz, although not in pain from Max's touch, doubled over and gasped sharply. "Uh-oh." Clark's roar sounded loudly in her head and his rage at her being grabbed resonated throughout her entire body.

"Max let her go, now." Kyle commanded.

"Liz?" His tone conveyed confusion and concern for the small young woman, whose arm he still held in a gentle hold. Max bent down and started to put his other hand on her waist when a blur of furious Kryptonian male came barreling through the double doors, pushing Max violently away from the bent over girl.

All Max felt was a powerful shove against his chest and then air. Screams and shouts of his name echoed down the hallway. Max, who flew through the air like he had been thrown out of a canon, landed hard against the lockers at the other end of the hallway.

Hearing the satisfying slam of the boy hitting the wall of metal doors and seeing that he wasn't moving Clark turned his attention back toward his mate. Without saying a word he maneuvered in front of her and carefully eased her to a standing up position. He gently caressed the non-existent mark from the other man's grip and brought her into the cradle of his arms, both completely unaware of the chaos surrounding them.

In the amount of time it took him to send Max flying to the other end of the hall and bring Liz into his embrace, Michael had instinctively raised his hand and shot a blast of pure white energy toward him. Kyle had zoomed in front of Clark and Liz taking the full brunt of the blast, which to everyone's surprise, didn't do much damage. In fact all the damage was too his shirt, which now had a medium size hole and light blue burning singes around it. His skin underneath was the same tanned, smooth surface that it had always been.

Isabel had run over to Max to check if he was still breathing. Thankfully he was, not that Clark or Liz at that moment cared much, from the corner of Kyle's eye he could see that the two were too busy nuzzling and touching the other to notice anything else.

Meanwhile Tess had lifted up her hand and produced a similar green shield that Max had. "You're not human are you?" Immediately he saw Tess wince at the question, of course he wasn't human; no human would have survived a blast like the one Michael produced. The blast he sent toward Clark, that Kyle blocked, was meant to do serious damage.

"I'm not going to dignify that with an answer." Kyle scowled as he tapped out the remaining glows.

Alex, who had remained plastered to the wall behind him, after all he was the only full human in the area, pushed away from the wall. "All right everyone let's just calm down." He spoke softly but firmly while he moved to Kyle's side with his hands out in an innocent manner.

"He hurt Max." Isabel shouted from her spot next to her brother who was waking up, her voice echoing through the school.

"And he grabbed Liz." Kyle stated, not taking his eyes from Tess and Michael in front of him. Although neither of these four knew the dire consequences of putting their hands on a mated Kryptonian, it didn't negate the fact that Max had.

Jim at that moment rushed into the school as well. He brought with him Jeff, Jonathan, Khivar, and Vasar. He set the others on their feet and straightened his shirt. It was odd carrying four men at once, none of them wanted to stay behind, it took some maneuvering but he managed bring them all.

Khivar immediately raised his own hand bringing his blue shield to life and blocked off the Royal Four from the others.

Jim then walked over and got between Kyle and the shields, facing Michael and Tess. "Now, we are going to have a very rational and very calm discussion."

"Sheriff, what the hell?" Michael exclaimed.

"I understand none of this makes sense Michael but I need everyone to calm down, lower their hands and shields," He switched his gaze between Tess and Khivar. It took a couple moments of both parties thinking on the situation before both finally lowered their hands and shields.

Michael ran his hands through his hair and over his face with clear frustration. Although complete calmness wasn't his strongest trait he realized that the situation would only escalate further if he didn't go into this question and answer portion with a cool head. Or at least the appearance of a cooler head.

With that in mind Michael took a deep breath and started. "Ok. What is going on?"

TBC

Coming Up (sometime in the next few chapters): How will The Royal Four take the news of not being the only aliens in town? What will Nasedo do when he finds out the Kryptonians are here?