Author: Shari Starlight
Email: Sharistarlight@aol.com
Rating: R
Spoilers: a little of the basic story, all characters
Disclaimer: The characters in their initial creation are owned by the producers and writers of the official show. I simply take the names and the idea of the story to write a poor contrast to the show. The quote is from Ten Things I Hate About you.
Summary: no. this is the prologue. It's AU and CC, mainly dreamer. That's all you are going to get out of me.
Prologue
Aliens suck. They've forever ruined my life. I hate them with the fire of a thousand suns. (see disclaimer for quote info).
You're probably wondering why I hate aliens so much, or even why I believe in them. So I'm going to tell you. However, first I must provide you with some background information. My name is Elizabeth Parker, only daughter to Jeff and Nancy Parker, and my life has always been full of new beginnings. These new beginnings result from when my life changes so drastically that my perception of the reality around me is shattered to pieces and my life must begin again from scratch.
For the first four years of my life, I lived in blissful ignorance of the existence of aliens as the daughter of the owners of the Crashdown Cafe, ironically an alien-themed restaurant in Roswell, New Mexico. But one day of the fifth year of my life, my parents sat me down to tell me that I would now have a brother. Shattered Reality #1.
I adored my brother, Michael, from the moment that I met him. When I first saw him, he could not speak and he had built a wall around himself against everyone. However, when his eyes met mine, his walls instantly crumbled. As we linked hands a moment later, a connection formed between us and we began to see flashes from one another. I saw his memories, and he saw mine. He saw the memories of my childhood. I saw his birth from one of four pods, the other three empty because of his late birth; I saw how he shut the world out at the realization that his family, the other pod members, had abandoned him. I saw his hurt and angry perception of life, that lasted until he met me. I saw myself; the weird thing is that I was beautiful in his eyes. I was beautiful to him because I accepted him and I was his true sister, I would not abandon him.
Michael had been found wandering naked around the desert by the town sheriff, Jim Valenti. Jim, assuming the boy had been abandoned by parents that did not want him, decided to handle the adoption process himself. He contacted my parent, close friends of his from high school, and told them about the abandoned child. My parents had always wanted more than one child, but my mother's pregnancy with me had been incredibly difficult. The doctors informed them that my mother would not survive another pregnancy. At the news of the abandoned boy, my parents readily agreed to adopt him right away; the sheriff and my parents decided that, Roswell being the town that it was, it would be best if we moved away because of the gossip mill. They sold the Crashdown to Jim's wife, and they all agreed to keep in touch. And so, the Parker's moved to Mississippi, the black hole of the United States.
But, wait, I am not here to tell you my whole life story. I have already told you why I believe in aliens, now I am going to tell you why I despise them. To relate my feelings to you, I will have to begin explaining with a certain day of my brother and my sophomore year of high school. Hang on, folks, you're in for a bumpy ride.