My Summer Part 5
Summary: What happens when the aliens try to use the Truth Teller.
Disclaimer: Again, I must tell you I own nothing. Someday, maybe. Just not today.
Rating: I would say G, but I'm not too good at ratings. If anyone thinks I've overstepped any proverbial boundaries, please let me know.
Everyone had made their way to the Evan's house as soon as they could after hearing the news, so
quickly that Max and Liz were the last people to arrive. They made a strange gathering in the
family room, Maria and Michael not daring to look at each other,
Alex and Isobel holding hands uncomfortably, and Liz and Max sneaking little stares at each other
every now and then. But, the discussion must be started soon, so Max took his place as leader
and stood before them all.
"We've found the Truth Teller. Liz and Maria bought it from some old antiques store in the
mall today." Michael and Isobel looked shocked, whereas Alex, Maria and Liz couldn't help but
feel pleased that they had found something the aliens were looking
for. That they *had* something that the aliens were needing to use. This was such a rare
occurence, most of the time they felt as though they were merely in the way of whichever part
of their heritage they were looking for next. "We've got to figure out whether we have that
gift, the one that lets us look back into the past. If we don't have that, then all we will see
are the colour changes on the surface."
"So how do we figure out whether we have these gifts or not?" Michael demanded. "Do we
just touch the thing, or is there more to it than that?"
Max looked at Liz hopefully, but she shook her head. "The lady I bought it from didn't tell
us how to use it. I don't think she'd ever gotten it to work, so she wouldn't know."
"So now what do we do?" Isobel asked. "We can't just sit here staring at it." She stood
up and walked over to Liz, who had the Teller in her hand. "I want to try it. I had the dream
about it, so it makes sense that I would be the one to have the gift."
"What if somehow you get hurt?" Max asked his sister. He didn't want to risk losing anyone
but how could they try to use the Teller without someone taking a risk?
"If she get hurt, then we'll figure out what to do somehow. This could be momumental for us
and you know it Max. Don't spoil it by trying to pull the whole 'I'm your leader and you will do
as I say' thing again, okay? Cause I'm really not in the mood for it." Michael looked
uncomfortably at Maria, who had remained silent throughout the discussion. He wanted to speak to
her, to tell her the words that he simply couldn't have said in the letter. But she hadn't made
any move to speak to him yet. He'd have to wait until the Teller was used.
The Truth Teller...its prophecying qualities may not be up to scratch, but in giving visions
of the future, there was no other in comparision. It had only ever worked for certain people, none of
whom were human. It had come with the spaceship crash over fifty years ago, one of the artefacts
that had been left behind after the government did their best to comb the surrounding area, but
failed miserably. Three people had owned it since then, Angus Kirkland, Sophia, and Kirk
Loweston, who had owned the hardware store in Sand Wood many years ago.
Summary: What happens when the aliens try to use the Truth Teller.
Disclaimer: Again, I must tell you I own nothing. Someday, maybe. Just not today.
Rating: I would say G, but I'm not too good at ratings. If anyone thinks I've overstepped any proverbial boundaries, please let me know.
Everyone had made their way to the Evan's house as soon as they could after hearing the news, so
quickly that Max and Liz were the last people to arrive. They made a strange gathering in the
family room, Maria and Michael not daring to look at each other,
Alex and Isobel holding hands uncomfortably, and Liz and Max sneaking little stares at each other
every now and then. But, the discussion must be started soon, so Max took his place as leader
and stood before them all.
"We've found the Truth Teller. Liz and Maria bought it from some old antiques store in the
mall today." Michael and Isobel looked shocked, whereas Alex, Maria and Liz couldn't help but
feel pleased that they had found something the aliens were looking
for. That they *had* something that the aliens were needing to use. This was such a rare
occurence, most of the time they felt as though they were merely in the way of whichever part
of their heritage they were looking for next. "We've got to figure out whether we have that
gift, the one that lets us look back into the past. If we don't have that, then all we will see
are the colour changes on the surface."
"So how do we figure out whether we have these gifts or not?" Michael demanded. "Do we
just touch the thing, or is there more to it than that?"
Max looked at Liz hopefully, but she shook her head. "The lady I bought it from didn't tell
us how to use it. I don't think she'd ever gotten it to work, so she wouldn't know."
"So now what do we do?" Isobel asked. "We can't just sit here staring at it." She stood
up and walked over to Liz, who had the Teller in her hand. "I want to try it. I had the dream
about it, so it makes sense that I would be the one to have the gift."
"What if somehow you get hurt?" Max asked his sister. He didn't want to risk losing anyone
but how could they try to use the Teller without someone taking a risk?
"If she get hurt, then we'll figure out what to do somehow. This could be momumental for us
and you know it Max. Don't spoil it by trying to pull the whole 'I'm your leader and you will do
as I say' thing again, okay? Cause I'm really not in the mood for it." Michael looked
uncomfortably at Maria, who had remained silent throughout the discussion. He wanted to speak to
her, to tell her the words that he simply couldn't have said in the letter. But she hadn't made
any move to speak to him yet. He'd have to wait until the Teller was used.
The Truth Teller...its prophecying qualities may not be up to scratch, but in giving visions
of the future, there was no other in comparision. It had only ever worked for certain people, none of
whom were human. It had come with the spaceship crash over fifty years ago, one of the artefacts
that had been left behind after the government did their best to comb the surrounding area, but
failed miserably. Three people had owned it since then, Angus Kirkland, Sophia, and Kirk
Loweston, who had owned the hardware store in Sand Wood many years ago.