Author: cameraman_dc
Summary: A new alien hunter comes to Roswell, but he is more than he appears.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, it does not belong to me. I am in no way associated with the UPN,
Jason Katims, or Melinda Metz.
The Soap Factory
August 19, 2001
2:48 PM
Khivar raised his hand, pointing it towards a steel girder. He concentrated hard, the girder began to heat and expand. Soon the girder exploded, at the same time Khivar collapsed to the floor, breathing heavily. Quickly Lonnie and Rath moved to help him up and onto a bed that was nearby.
"Another month and I'll be strong enough," Khivar said.
"So what's the plan now?" Nicholas asked.
"The original plan was to kill Max," Khivar said. "I don't see anything wrong with keeping to that. I was to infilitrate them using one of their human pets. When you told of the one that Isabel had feelings for, I knew he would make the right choice. First I would make him suffer for trying to take my beloved Vilandra. Then I would use him to kill Max and retrieve the granolith."
"But then that damn retard screwed all that up," Rath said.
"So why did you want the granolith if it's just a transport?" Lonnie asked.
"It's not just a transport my dear," Khivar said. "That is only one of it's many uses, the granolith is capable of tremendous power. He who wields the granolith can rule the world."
"Well we got the granolith," Rath said. "What the problem now?"
"The granolith can only be used once on a planet," Nicholas said. "It was used once on earth, now we only have one more shot at using it on Antar."
"Well then why don't we just use it?" Lonnie asked.
"Because we need the key to unleash the full power of the granolith," Nicholas said.
"What key?" Rath asked.
"I'll explain that to you later," Khivar said. "Right now I need to prepare myself for when I meet with them."
"Well ya know Opie ain't alive an kickin' no more," Lonnie said. "You can't just show up in their lives and expect a warm welcome."
"Oh, really?" Khivar asked with a smile.
The Crashdown Cafe
October 1, 2001
Isabel sat in a booth studying, so far life at Santa Fe University had been tiring.
"Isabel," she heard someone call over her shoulder.
Isabel slowly turned her head and looked into the face of Alex.
"Alex?" Isabel asked before wrapping her arms around him. "Oh Alex."
"Shhhhhh," he said gently rubbing her back.
Isabel pulled away and looked him in the face.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I just came to see you," he said. "I've missed you so much."
"Oh Alex I miss you too," Isabel said with tears in her eyes.
Slowly but surely he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. She responded by moving her hand to the back of his neck and increasing the pressure of her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and as his tongue found hers their mouths fused together.
He broke the kiss gasping for air, Isabel had a look of disappointment on her face.
"Soon," he said, at that instant Isabel woke up.
Isabel's Bedroom
October 1, 2001
1:56 AM
Isabel woke up from her dream with a start. It had been so long since she had stopped dreaming about Alex. At first the dreams were constant, nearly every other day. But two and a half months ago they just stopped, and she didn't have one since. She had taken it as a sign that it was finally time to move on.
Isabel lay back down in bed, afraid to go to sleep. She didn't know what to think, her mind was a mixture of confusion, and thing that frightened her the most was that he felt so real.
Meanwhile across town at the soap factory...
Khivar slowly opened his eyes, ending his dreamwalk. He sat up in bed, a wide grin spread across his face.
"Soon," Khivar repeated licking his lips.