"We are not freaks, don't even think like that. I am sure that there has to be a planet out
there, somewhere, where there are people like us."
Liz didn't look too convinced so he placed his lips on hers and gave her a deep kiss,
hoping to reassure her.
Just then the driver of their bus issued a large "Roswell, New Mexico" as the large
vehicle pulled to a stop in front of a gas station.
Liz grabbed the backpack that Em had given her while she and Max disembarked.
"So where to?" she asked Max.
Max noticed the morning sun and pulled her to the side of the small station, to where no
one could see them.
"First we change appearances"
Max then reverted Liz to the redhead she had become in River Stone, while he changed
his facial structure and hair. Soon he was a light blond with the newly redheaded Liz.
"They could be trailing us already," he added.
She nodded as he led her down the main street of Roswell, pointing out various
establishments as they walked.
"That's the Crashdown," he pointed out, somewhat detached, as he stood facing it for a
few moments. It felt like it had been a lifetime since he had been here
They continued walking until they came to Max's former residence, a one-story Spanish
styled house with a new-looking SUV out front. Max took hold of Liz's hand and
proceeded up the walkway; when they reached the door Max's hand wavered over the
doorknob, then went to the doorbell. He rang it several times with no answer so he looked
both ways, noted that no one was looking, then he used his powers to pick the lock and
open the door.
"Nice," admired Liz.
They walked through the lobby and straight into a scene from any horror film. Large
blood stains covered the pale cream-colored living room carpet with a few splatters
covering the living room's flowery walls. Max wandered around, going from room to
room, in a complete daze, while Liz stayed rooted in the hallway, unable to move, eyes
wide open and surveying the damage. It looked as though there had been a scuffle, chairs
had been overturned and a few pictures on the mantle had been smashed to pieces. Max
circled back into the living room, his face devoid of any color whatsoever.
He knew immediately what had happened.
Max was horrified, the stains on the carpet and wall looked fresh, which only meant one
thing to him.
That he was the direct cause of his parent's violent demise.
They had warned him from running, but he hadn't listened and in his mind he was their
killer. He sat down hard on one of the dining table chairs that hadn't been tossed around,
then placed his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking as he began to break down.
Liz ran over to try to comfort him, knowing that much like when she had heard of
her parents, there wasn't much that she could do to try to erase the pain. Instead, she held
him close and let him cry. After a while a thought entered her head…
"Max" she said urgently
He raised his red-rimmed eyes to meet hers.
"No one else has been here"
"What are you trying to say Liz?"
"I mean that the police could come at any moment and all they would see is two
strangers standing in the middle of your house with the blood…" she trailed off
Max realized her point, gathered his strength and got up. They walked out of the home,
looking around and making sure that no one saw them leave, then Max took one last look
back and with that they headed down the street once more.
"Where are we going?"
"To the caves" he said simply, still reeling from the sights he had seen.
They walked for a while over what seemed like hours, until they reached the somewhat
busy Highway 28. Once there they hitchhiked again, this time they got a somewhat sane
driver. They eventually came to the large familiar mountain formation. Max held her
hand as they walked the well-trodden and dusty trail that lead to the cave itself. They
stopped momentarily, at the opening, and then proceeded through. They went
approximately 30 feet before the cave turned dark as the previously open cave suddenly
closed. Liz looked in the direction of Max, unable to see much due to the absence of
light.
"So this happens regularly," she said, struggling to keep the panic from rising in her
throat.
Max shook his head no, and then realized she couldn't see him, and vocally voiced his
concern.
"Never'
Before they had another chance to speak a beam of pure lavender light was emitted from
one side of the cave, it went straight to Liz scanning her from head to toe.
"Liz is it hurting you?" he yelled out.
"No, Max, I'm fine.. really."
The light purple beam stopped and appeared to recede slightly into the wall from which it
had originated. Then it began to grow in size until it reached about 10 feet high and 15
feet across. The light began to dance and swirl until it came to rest in the shape of a
person wearing what appeared to be ceremonial robes of deep crimson. The voice spoke,
although to Max and Liz, it appeared to be damaged somewhat as the voice sometimes
broke and faded out at different intervals.
"Zera," the voice spoke. "You are needed on your planet immediately. The resistance
was eliminated and all that is left is, Khivar, in power and watching…………die. If you
are listening to this you have reached the age of ascension and now is the time for your
departure………we must have you and the……..that lies within you, otherwise we shall
all perish. The four's powers must meet in order to activate the granolith...I pray you
good heed that you will reach us soon…" the man looked around as though someone
were coming. …"I've been located, Zera," he continued almost in a panic, "Remember
that you must come or we all shall…." The last part cut off as a pair of arms dragged the
man off.
The swirling mass of light dissipated as quick as it had originated; the cave door opened
also, shedding light on the two who wore confused expressions.
"So I take it I am this Zera chick," Liz said, continuing, " So what the hell did that
message mean..I have to go home, leave Earth?"
Max didn't know what to say, he had no words, life-changing events just kept being
thrown at him, them, over and over again. The one phrase rang in his mind though, "the
four's powers must meet in order to activate the granolith." He thought that he
understood that part. That he, Michael, Isabel, and Liz must combine their powers in
order to get off the planet. The only problem was going to be finding Michael and Isabel.
He began to walk about the cave looking for clues, hoping that possibly one of them
could have left a clue. Liz watched him as he walked through the area where he had, for
lack of a better term "hatched", and went to the small, hidden room that even intruders
wouldn't know of. As he walked through, he noticed that there was a small spot on the
floor that still had disturbed ground. He dug through it and located the small jewelry box
that Isabel used to hide messages in when they were little. He opened it and found a small
piece of dirty paper,
"14- 13/02/23- 14/18" it read
Max had instructed them to write in some kind of code so that if their notes were ever
intercepted, that they could at least buy them some time.
When he translated the message it read,
"M-NYC-M.I"
So they had gone to New York, "great" he thought, of all the places to go, and especially
when they had little time to find them, or at least that was the impression that the got
from the hologram.
Pushing all his roiling emotions aside he tried to focus on the task at hand…
"So Liz," he began, "how do you feel about getting some cheesecake."
there, somewhere, where there are people like us."
Liz didn't look too convinced so he placed his lips on hers and gave her a deep kiss,
hoping to reassure her.
Just then the driver of their bus issued a large "Roswell, New Mexico" as the large
vehicle pulled to a stop in front of a gas station.
Liz grabbed the backpack that Em had given her while she and Max disembarked.
"So where to?" she asked Max.
Max noticed the morning sun and pulled her to the side of the small station, to where no
one could see them.
"First we change appearances"
Max then reverted Liz to the redhead she had become in River Stone, while he changed
his facial structure and hair. Soon he was a light blond with the newly redheaded Liz.
"They could be trailing us already," he added.
She nodded as he led her down the main street of Roswell, pointing out various
establishments as they walked.
"That's the Crashdown," he pointed out, somewhat detached, as he stood facing it for a
few moments. It felt like it had been a lifetime since he had been here
They continued walking until they came to Max's former residence, a one-story Spanish
styled house with a new-looking SUV out front. Max took hold of Liz's hand and
proceeded up the walkway; when they reached the door Max's hand wavered over the
doorknob, then went to the doorbell. He rang it several times with no answer so he looked
both ways, noted that no one was looking, then he used his powers to pick the lock and
open the door.
"Nice," admired Liz.
They walked through the lobby and straight into a scene from any horror film. Large
blood stains covered the pale cream-colored living room carpet with a few splatters
covering the living room's flowery walls. Max wandered around, going from room to
room, in a complete daze, while Liz stayed rooted in the hallway, unable to move, eyes
wide open and surveying the damage. It looked as though there had been a scuffle, chairs
had been overturned and a few pictures on the mantle had been smashed to pieces. Max
circled back into the living room, his face devoid of any color whatsoever.
He knew immediately what had happened.
Max was horrified, the stains on the carpet and wall looked fresh, which only meant one
thing to him.
That he was the direct cause of his parent's violent demise.
They had warned him from running, but he hadn't listened and in his mind he was their
killer. He sat down hard on one of the dining table chairs that hadn't been tossed around,
then placed his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking as he began to break down.
Liz ran over to try to comfort him, knowing that much like when she had heard of
her parents, there wasn't much that she could do to try to erase the pain. Instead, she held
him close and let him cry. After a while a thought entered her head…
"Max" she said urgently
He raised his red-rimmed eyes to meet hers.
"No one else has been here"
"What are you trying to say Liz?"
"I mean that the police could come at any moment and all they would see is two
strangers standing in the middle of your house with the blood…" she trailed off
Max realized her point, gathered his strength and got up. They walked out of the home,
looking around and making sure that no one saw them leave, then Max took one last look
back and with that they headed down the street once more.
"Where are we going?"
"To the caves" he said simply, still reeling from the sights he had seen.
They walked for a while over what seemed like hours, until they reached the somewhat
busy Highway 28. Once there they hitchhiked again, this time they got a somewhat sane
driver. They eventually came to the large familiar mountain formation. Max held her
hand as they walked the well-trodden and dusty trail that lead to the cave itself. They
stopped momentarily, at the opening, and then proceeded through. They went
approximately 30 feet before the cave turned dark as the previously open cave suddenly
closed. Liz looked in the direction of Max, unable to see much due to the absence of
light.
"So this happens regularly," she said, struggling to keep the panic from rising in her
throat.
Max shook his head no, and then realized she couldn't see him, and vocally voiced his
concern.
"Never'
Before they had another chance to speak a beam of pure lavender light was emitted from
one side of the cave, it went straight to Liz scanning her from head to toe.
"Liz is it hurting you?" he yelled out.
"No, Max, I'm fine.. really."
The light purple beam stopped and appeared to recede slightly into the wall from which it
had originated. Then it began to grow in size until it reached about 10 feet high and 15
feet across. The light began to dance and swirl until it came to rest in the shape of a
person wearing what appeared to be ceremonial robes of deep crimson. The voice spoke,
although to Max and Liz, it appeared to be damaged somewhat as the voice sometimes
broke and faded out at different intervals.
"Zera," the voice spoke. "You are needed on your planet immediately. The resistance
was eliminated and all that is left is, Khivar, in power and watching…………die. If you
are listening to this you have reached the age of ascension and now is the time for your
departure………we must have you and the……..that lies within you, otherwise we shall
all perish. The four's powers must meet in order to activate the granolith...I pray you
good heed that you will reach us soon…" the man looked around as though someone
were coming. …"I've been located, Zera," he continued almost in a panic, "Remember
that you must come or we all shall…." The last part cut off as a pair of arms dragged the
man off.
The swirling mass of light dissipated as quick as it had originated; the cave door opened
also, shedding light on the two who wore confused expressions.
"So I take it I am this Zera chick," Liz said, continuing, " So what the hell did that
message mean..I have to go home, leave Earth?"
Max didn't know what to say, he had no words, life-changing events just kept being
thrown at him, them, over and over again. The one phrase rang in his mind though, "the
four's powers must meet in order to activate the granolith." He thought that he
understood that part. That he, Michael, Isabel, and Liz must combine their powers in
order to get off the planet. The only problem was going to be finding Michael and Isabel.
He began to walk about the cave looking for clues, hoping that possibly one of them
could have left a clue. Liz watched him as he walked through the area where he had, for
lack of a better term "hatched", and went to the small, hidden room that even intruders
wouldn't know of. As he walked through, he noticed that there was a small spot on the
floor that still had disturbed ground. He dug through it and located the small jewelry box
that Isabel used to hide messages in when they were little. He opened it and found a small
piece of dirty paper,
"14- 13/02/23- 14/18" it read
Max had instructed them to write in some kind of code so that if their notes were ever
intercepted, that they could at least buy them some time.
When he translated the message it read,
"M-NYC-M.I"
So they had gone to New York, "great" he thought, of all the places to go, and especially
when they had little time to find them, or at least that was the impression that the got
from the hologram.
Pushing all his roiling emotions aside he tried to focus on the task at hand…
"So Liz," he began, "how do you feel about getting some cheesecake."
