Ok, thank you all who have reviewed my first two chapters
that was really nice of you. This one won't be as exciting because of
its poly-filler similarities!!! hee hee
Again i don't own em, never will.
Isobel propped herself in the chair hoping that by some great miracle
keeping absolutly still, would make it easier to go to sleep.
Hope regarding this matter was obviously futile.
She looked around at her fellow waiters. Mr and Mrs Parker were sleeping
resting against each other.
Max was by the window, looking out over the darkened sky. His head rested
against the cool glass and patches of steam clouded it where his warm breath
hit it. Maria was sat in a corner, hunched in her seat. She'd hugged her knees
to her chest and was idly mouthing the words she and Alex had written a
fortnight ago. She caught her self and looked up guiltily, red staining her cheeks.
Kyle sat on the floor, meditating. Isobel rolled her eyes and looked over at Tess
who was staring at Max, obviously not liking the way things were going.
All in all, a wary peace had settled over the waiting area tinged with an air
of expectancy, waiting for Liz.
Isobel sat back in her chair and let her thoughts wander. As usual she hit upon
Alex, her favourite musing subject these days. She missed him. The pain was
blunt now, not as sharp as it had been when she'd first found out. She grimaced
as her thoughts connected sharp with knife and knife with Liz, lying just a few
feet away. The police had already been by, making inquiries into Liz's attacker.
Who was it? When did it happen? Did Liz have any enemies?
Michael had told her not to do the dream walk on Liz. He'd been so adament and
that tempted her even more.
Just a peek, she thought. Just a peek.
/The place is dark, and cold. Isobel can feel the air clamouring to be near her
skin, to warm its self against her. She starts to walk, but she doesn't know which
way is forward or which way shes going. A large peice of wood stops her walk
and she gropes in the darkness for any sign to go round it. A cool brass handle
fills her grasp and she turns it, throwing light upon her. She steps into a dimly
lit corrider. Its not long. Pine doors gleam under the lights and beautiful red
walls give an impression of coziness and stability. Doors line the corridor. She
can't tell how many there are from here but she can see that each one has a
name plaque on the front. Dark carpet under her shoes muffles her steps as she
reaches the first door. Alex
Isobel turns the handle, dreading what she will see.
Liz is sat at a table in the crashdown. Photo's are peiced around her and she's
strumming Alex's Bass acoustic. Tears run down her face and she places the
guitar aside. She looks up suddenly as black envelops her and then a spot
slices through the dark. Alex is stood behind her and he looks up at Isobel.
Isobel trys to get into the room but she's stopped by the look on Liz's face.
Whereever she is, Isobel knows that she does not want to join these two in
that room. The door disappears and red wall replaces where the door once
was. Turning she see's another room. Maria. She tries the handle but the door
doesn't budge. There is a peep hole on the door and she looks into it seeing only
pictures of Liz and Maria growing up. They are not important to Liz right now.
The next room displays her name. She looks inside and she sees her self and
Alex dancing at the prom. It's a song she'll never forget. Then Alex is gone
and Isobel watches herself alone. She see's Max, but he looks older and when
she looks back on her self she herself is older. Liz is standing by them and
crying also looking older. She watches as she dies in Max's arms as he trys
to save her. Then the picture disappears and the wall meets to fill the gap.
Looking ahead she sees three more doors. Turning to the one on her right
she looks at name. Tess. The door is bound with police tape and chains and
locks.
Ahead of her is Max's door. On her sides Kyle and Michael. Isobel puts out
her hand to Michael's door and sees a book, a diary and Michael. Then she
sees Michael his hands outstrectched weilding the most incredible powers
Isobel knew of, stronger than Max, stronger than herself and Tess.
Kyle next.
His door is more like a window, and she sees Liz and Kyle in bed, Liz is
sobbing and Kyle has his arm round her. She sees flashes and then
Liz is dancing from the Max from her room, spinning round and round.
Liz and Max are married, they are happy, so happy, spinning then destruction
replaces it, bombs, Michael and herself lie dead, Kyle is sobbing and Max is
entering a place. The door closes and Isobel is left with Max's door.
It slid open on Liz, standing still and waiting she stepped out.
"Isobel."
"Liz."
"So, you know now."
Isobel looked confused then concentrated on what she had seen. " That you
didn't really sleep with Kyle?"
"Yes."
"I don't understand why"
"Max used the Granolith to come back in time. He told me I had to change the
future."
"Why?"
"He told me if I let him love me, then Tess would leave, and earth would be
defenceless. Because of our happiness, people would die, you would die."
"So you gave him up?" The first tint of emotion entered their conversation.
"Yes" Liz looked away and when she met Isobels eyes again they hers were
wet with tears. "This is why I didn't want a dream-walk. You can't tell Max."
"I have to!"
"No."
Isobel turned away frustrated. "Are you coming back? Are you going to wake
up?"
"I don't know yet."
Isobel gasped the force of what Liz had said a blow to her middle. "Why?"
"Max has no love for me. What use is my life now?"/
Isobel woke up with a start. Touching her cheek she pulled away fingers wet
with tears. Max looked over at her.
"Well?" Expectancy and false cheerfullness laced his tone with bitterness.
Isobel looked down. "She doesn't know if she's coming back." Her voice was
low but Maria overheard. She made a low sound in her throat and looked
at Isobel.
"Why did she say that?"
More tears fell from Isobel's eyes mirroring Liz's pain. " She said, she has
nothing to live for."
Maria and Max both groaned. Maria stood and took Max in a hug, their
grief keening in the sobs they choked out.
When Michael got out of the lift he headed straight for Liz's room. He didn't
even stop for Maria, he just shut the door and locked it.
Again the two Liz's occuppied the room. One was curled up in a corner on the
floor, the other in the bed.
As he came in Liz's head rose and she looked at him. Her solemn eyes wide.
"Did you find anything?"
Michael nodded. "Yeah but I need access to a secure computer."
Liz nodded then looked at the guitar. "Why did you bring that?"
"Impulse." Michael looked down at the guitar in his hand.
Liz frowned. "Can you remove the back panel without damaging the rest of it?"
Michael nodded and ran his hand along the seam where the two peices met.
He gently pulled apart the guitar and looked up surprised when he saw a
manuscript and some floppy disks taped to the back panel. He put the main
body of the guitar down and out fluttered a photo of Liz, Kyle and Maria
with targets about their heads. On the back it said "Her Plan."
Liz looked over at him but Michael just shrugged. He didn't know who
she was. Michael stuffed the photo in his pocket and looked up at Liz.
"Liz. Am I the only one to see you.?"
Liz nodded. "So far."
He paused and looked down. "Did you make it that way?"
"I chose for you to see me yes." Micahel felt self importance swell his
chest momentarily. Liz caught the action and smiled.
"Michael, did you always worry about your powers being less than the others?"
Michael looked away. Liz knew she had hit a raw spot but she didn't feel she
had much time. "You shouldn't. We believe in you. Maria, Kyle, me. Even the
others do. In their own way. You shouldn't doubt your self."
Liz shook herself wondering where this sudden need for a heart to heart
with Michael had come from.
For a moment Michael thought he saw sadness line Liz's face and he opened
his mouth to say somthing when the door lock turned and the handle was
pushed down. Isobel pushed the door open, looked at Liz on the bed,
Michael and then gawped at Liz on the floor.
"Oh my God."
that was really nice of you. This one won't be as exciting because of
its poly-filler similarities!!! hee hee
Again i don't own em, never will.
Isobel propped herself in the chair hoping that by some great miracle
keeping absolutly still, would make it easier to go to sleep.
Hope regarding this matter was obviously futile.
She looked around at her fellow waiters. Mr and Mrs Parker were sleeping
resting against each other.
Max was by the window, looking out over the darkened sky. His head rested
against the cool glass and patches of steam clouded it where his warm breath
hit it. Maria was sat in a corner, hunched in her seat. She'd hugged her knees
to her chest and was idly mouthing the words she and Alex had written a
fortnight ago. She caught her self and looked up guiltily, red staining her cheeks.
Kyle sat on the floor, meditating. Isobel rolled her eyes and looked over at Tess
who was staring at Max, obviously not liking the way things were going.
All in all, a wary peace had settled over the waiting area tinged with an air
of expectancy, waiting for Liz.
Isobel sat back in her chair and let her thoughts wander. As usual she hit upon
Alex, her favourite musing subject these days. She missed him. The pain was
blunt now, not as sharp as it had been when she'd first found out. She grimaced
as her thoughts connected sharp with knife and knife with Liz, lying just a few
feet away. The police had already been by, making inquiries into Liz's attacker.
Who was it? When did it happen? Did Liz have any enemies?
Michael had told her not to do the dream walk on Liz. He'd been so adament and
that tempted her even more.
Just a peek, she thought. Just a peek.
/The place is dark, and cold. Isobel can feel the air clamouring to be near her
skin, to warm its self against her. She starts to walk, but she doesn't know which
way is forward or which way shes going. A large peice of wood stops her walk
and she gropes in the darkness for any sign to go round it. A cool brass handle
fills her grasp and she turns it, throwing light upon her. She steps into a dimly
lit corrider. Its not long. Pine doors gleam under the lights and beautiful red
walls give an impression of coziness and stability. Doors line the corridor. She
can't tell how many there are from here but she can see that each one has a
name plaque on the front. Dark carpet under her shoes muffles her steps as she
reaches the first door. Alex
Isobel turns the handle, dreading what she will see.
Liz is sat at a table in the crashdown. Photo's are peiced around her and she's
strumming Alex's Bass acoustic. Tears run down her face and she places the
guitar aside. She looks up suddenly as black envelops her and then a spot
slices through the dark. Alex is stood behind her and he looks up at Isobel.
Isobel trys to get into the room but she's stopped by the look on Liz's face.
Whereever she is, Isobel knows that she does not want to join these two in
that room. The door disappears and red wall replaces where the door once
was. Turning she see's another room. Maria. She tries the handle but the door
doesn't budge. There is a peep hole on the door and she looks into it seeing only
pictures of Liz and Maria growing up. They are not important to Liz right now.
The next room displays her name. She looks inside and she sees her self and
Alex dancing at the prom. It's a song she'll never forget. Then Alex is gone
and Isobel watches herself alone. She see's Max, but he looks older and when
she looks back on her self she herself is older. Liz is standing by them and
crying also looking older. She watches as she dies in Max's arms as he trys
to save her. Then the picture disappears and the wall meets to fill the gap.
Looking ahead she sees three more doors. Turning to the one on her right
she looks at name. Tess. The door is bound with police tape and chains and
locks.
Ahead of her is Max's door. On her sides Kyle and Michael. Isobel puts out
her hand to Michael's door and sees a book, a diary and Michael. Then she
sees Michael his hands outstrectched weilding the most incredible powers
Isobel knew of, stronger than Max, stronger than herself and Tess.
Kyle next.
His door is more like a window, and she sees Liz and Kyle in bed, Liz is
sobbing and Kyle has his arm round her. She sees flashes and then
Liz is dancing from the Max from her room, spinning round and round.
Liz and Max are married, they are happy, so happy, spinning then destruction
replaces it, bombs, Michael and herself lie dead, Kyle is sobbing and Max is
entering a place. The door closes and Isobel is left with Max's door.
It slid open on Liz, standing still and waiting she stepped out.
"Isobel."
"Liz."
"So, you know now."
Isobel looked confused then concentrated on what she had seen. " That you
didn't really sleep with Kyle?"
"Yes."
"I don't understand why"
"Max used the Granolith to come back in time. He told me I had to change the
future."
"Why?"
"He told me if I let him love me, then Tess would leave, and earth would be
defenceless. Because of our happiness, people would die, you would die."
"So you gave him up?" The first tint of emotion entered their conversation.
"Yes" Liz looked away and when she met Isobels eyes again they hers were
wet with tears. "This is why I didn't want a dream-walk. You can't tell Max."
"I have to!"
"No."
Isobel turned away frustrated. "Are you coming back? Are you going to wake
up?"
"I don't know yet."
Isobel gasped the force of what Liz had said a blow to her middle. "Why?"
"Max has no love for me. What use is my life now?"/
Isobel woke up with a start. Touching her cheek she pulled away fingers wet
with tears. Max looked over at her.
"Well?" Expectancy and false cheerfullness laced his tone with bitterness.
Isobel looked down. "She doesn't know if she's coming back." Her voice was
low but Maria overheard. She made a low sound in her throat and looked
at Isobel.
"Why did she say that?"
More tears fell from Isobel's eyes mirroring Liz's pain. " She said, she has
nothing to live for."
Maria and Max both groaned. Maria stood and took Max in a hug, their
grief keening in the sobs they choked out.
When Michael got out of the lift he headed straight for Liz's room. He didn't
even stop for Maria, he just shut the door and locked it.
Again the two Liz's occuppied the room. One was curled up in a corner on the
floor, the other in the bed.
As he came in Liz's head rose and she looked at him. Her solemn eyes wide.
"Did you find anything?"
Michael nodded. "Yeah but I need access to a secure computer."
Liz nodded then looked at the guitar. "Why did you bring that?"
"Impulse." Michael looked down at the guitar in his hand.
Liz frowned. "Can you remove the back panel without damaging the rest of it?"
Michael nodded and ran his hand along the seam where the two peices met.
He gently pulled apart the guitar and looked up surprised when he saw a
manuscript and some floppy disks taped to the back panel. He put the main
body of the guitar down and out fluttered a photo of Liz, Kyle and Maria
with targets about their heads. On the back it said "Her Plan."
Liz looked over at him but Michael just shrugged. He didn't know who
she was. Michael stuffed the photo in his pocket and looked up at Liz.
"Liz. Am I the only one to see you.?"
Liz nodded. "So far."
He paused and looked down. "Did you make it that way?"
"I chose for you to see me yes." Micahel felt self importance swell his
chest momentarily. Liz caught the action and smiled.
"Michael, did you always worry about your powers being less than the others?"
Michael looked away. Liz knew she had hit a raw spot but she didn't feel she
had much time. "You shouldn't. We believe in you. Maria, Kyle, me. Even the
others do. In their own way. You shouldn't doubt your self."
Liz shook herself wondering where this sudden need for a heart to heart
with Michael had come from.
For a moment Michael thought he saw sadness line Liz's face and he opened
his mouth to say somthing when the door lock turned and the handle was
pushed down. Isobel pushed the door open, looked at Liz on the bed,
Michael and then gawped at Liz on the floor.
"Oh my God."