Title: Embracing The Enemy
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: gaudy9@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Roswell characters.
Distribution: Please Ask first.
Summary: Max asks Liz to do something for him...You'll have to read to find out the rest.
Rating: Pg-13 for now. I'm still not sure about the rating
Category: Liz/Kivar
Author's Note: I just want to thank Nikki for correcting this, I don't know how she does it.
Feedback: I live for feedback.
Chapter 1
Liz didn't know how long she had been avoiding Max, but she knew that today she would have to face him or rather Kivar.
Liz stuck her tongue out and took out a piece of grass that had fell into her mouth. She had spent the night there on the grass, staring at Alex's tomb. She had been hoping to get some answers, but none came. Maybe she had been hoping for Alex to rise from the dead. She felt that was the day that her life would take another twist and this time she was actually looking forward to it.
Liz rolled so that she was facing the sky and her body would be on top of where they had dug the hole. "Are you there, Alex?" She quietly asked looking at the sky. She kept staring at the sky, willing the clouds to form Alex's face, but her mind drifted, to where she didn't see anything—she just felt. She was numbed to the point where she felt like she was floating, the pain and loneliness made her heart feel worn out and heavy, like it was finally shattered into microscopic pieces. She knew she had taken all she could until finally her soul was broken. 'What else is there to loose?' Liz thought and no answer came.
"Liz? What are you doing here?" Isabel asked, making Liz come out of her thoughts.
"Thinking," Liz answered in a voice that Isabel didn't recognized.
Isabel studied Liz. "Uh…everyone's worried you, you've been missing for two days."
"I know. I'm ready now." Liz got up and started to head out of the cemetery.
Isabel jogged up to Liz. "Have you been here both days?"
"Yeah," Liz answered as if there was nothing wrong with that. "Did Max inform you guys?" At Isabel's nod, she ordered, "Then bring me up to date."
* * *
Liz stood in the middle of the desert and she looked to her right and then to her left, they were supposed to be hiding, waiting for Kivar to make his appearance.
She wished they would have left her do her job alone. She couldn't believe how they had quickly agreed to the idea. They didn't even know how it would affect her and it made her wander. 'Is it worth it?'
Liz spotted a figure walking towards her and she immediately knew who it was. 'Nicholas?!'
"Well, well, well if it isn't King Zan's little girlfriend," Nicholas mocked.
"I'm. Not. His. Girlfriend," Liz replied, vehemently.
Nicholas' gaze was darting from one place to another. "Why didn't you want to contact Kivar?"
Liz shrugged. "I want to join him."
Nicholas began to laugh hysterically.
Liz snapped, "I do." The conviction in her voice surprised herself. 'Maybe I do want to join them.'
Nicholas stopped laughing. 'Interesting.' "What makes you think Kivar will let you join our, um, little group?"
"Because I was their friend. I know how they think. I can be useful." Liz knew she was getting nowhere with her speech, there was only one-way to get to meet Kivar—with the truth. "They are here, watching us. They wanted me to infiltrate your group, so I could spy and free Tess," Liz admitted.
"Come on," Nicholas ordered and grabbed her by the arm.
As Liz got inside a car, someone sprayed something on her face and she didn't even have time to utter a word when darkness claimed her.
Liz stirred, she wanted to go back to sleep, but she remembered what happened. She opened her eyes and then closed them again--the room was too bright. She slowly opened her eyes and searched for Nicholas, once she saw him, she asked, annoyed, "Where are we?"
"Meeting Kivar," was his short reply.
Liz felt dizzy, but she managed to stand up, she guessed the dizziness was a side effect from whatever they sprayed on her. "Where are--?" She trailed off as she saw a god like man walk into the room. She was entrance by him. His brood shoulder and built body called out to her. He had dark hair and gray eyes, that just seemed to know and feel her pain. But she had to admit that she was most attracted to the air of power that radiated from him. "Hi," Liz managed to whisper, forgetting she was talking to the enemy.
He skillfully took her hand and kissed it. "My you are beautiful. He was right about you, I see."
"Who?" Liz asked, coming off the cloud she had been on.
He ignored her question. "He didn't mention you were sad." He pulled Liz closer. "You are in pain."
The hurt Liz had tried to hold back sparkled in her eyes, stronger than ever. "He's an enchanter, with Dracula's powers,' Liz thought.
"Kivar," she heard someone address him and she came crashing down from her high tower.
"You are Kivar?" Liz asked, putting some distance between them. Her stomach was tied in knots.
"Yes, my dear," Kivar replied, the charm she heard from the beginning still in his voice. "There's someone I think you will be pleased to see, Elizabeth."
Liz looked at him questionably and when he pointed behind her, she heard the door slide open, and everything began to move in slow motion for her. She was turning and turning, but she didn't think she would ever completely turn and when she finally faced the door, she gasped and took a step back as if she had seen a ghost. "Alex?"
She kept stepping back until she bumped into Kivar. She wanted to run, there was no way Alex was standing before her, breathing and smiling at her.
To be continued…
Author: Gaudicia
E-mail: gaudy9@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Roswell characters.
Distribution: Please Ask first.
Summary: Max asks Liz to do something for him...You'll have to read to find out the rest.
Rating: Pg-13 for now. I'm still not sure about the rating
Category: Liz/Kivar
Author's Note: I just want to thank Nikki for correcting this, I don't know how she does it.
Feedback: I live for feedback.
Chapter 1
Liz didn't know how long she had been avoiding Max, but she knew that today she would have to face him or rather Kivar.
Liz stuck her tongue out and took out a piece of grass that had fell into her mouth. She had spent the night there on the grass, staring at Alex's tomb. She had been hoping to get some answers, but none came. Maybe she had been hoping for Alex to rise from the dead. She felt that was the day that her life would take another twist and this time she was actually looking forward to it.
Liz rolled so that she was facing the sky and her body would be on top of where they had dug the hole. "Are you there, Alex?" She quietly asked looking at the sky. She kept staring at the sky, willing the clouds to form Alex's face, but her mind drifted, to where she didn't see anything—she just felt. She was numbed to the point where she felt like she was floating, the pain and loneliness made her heart feel worn out and heavy, like it was finally shattered into microscopic pieces. She knew she had taken all she could until finally her soul was broken. 'What else is there to loose?' Liz thought and no answer came.
"Liz? What are you doing here?" Isabel asked, making Liz come out of her thoughts.
"Thinking," Liz answered in a voice that Isabel didn't recognized.
Isabel studied Liz. "Uh…everyone's worried you, you've been missing for two days."
"I know. I'm ready now." Liz got up and started to head out of the cemetery.
Isabel jogged up to Liz. "Have you been here both days?"
"Yeah," Liz answered as if there was nothing wrong with that. "Did Max inform you guys?" At Isabel's nod, she ordered, "Then bring me up to date."
* * *
Liz stood in the middle of the desert and she looked to her right and then to her left, they were supposed to be hiding, waiting for Kivar to make his appearance.
She wished they would have left her do her job alone. She couldn't believe how they had quickly agreed to the idea. They didn't even know how it would affect her and it made her wander. 'Is it worth it?'
Liz spotted a figure walking towards her and she immediately knew who it was. 'Nicholas?!'
"Well, well, well if it isn't King Zan's little girlfriend," Nicholas mocked.
"I'm. Not. His. Girlfriend," Liz replied, vehemently.
Nicholas' gaze was darting from one place to another. "Why didn't you want to contact Kivar?"
Liz shrugged. "I want to join him."
Nicholas began to laugh hysterically.
Liz snapped, "I do." The conviction in her voice surprised herself. 'Maybe I do want to join them.'
Nicholas stopped laughing. 'Interesting.' "What makes you think Kivar will let you join our, um, little group?"
"Because I was their friend. I know how they think. I can be useful." Liz knew she was getting nowhere with her speech, there was only one-way to get to meet Kivar—with the truth. "They are here, watching us. They wanted me to infiltrate your group, so I could spy and free Tess," Liz admitted.
"Come on," Nicholas ordered and grabbed her by the arm.
As Liz got inside a car, someone sprayed something on her face and she didn't even have time to utter a word when darkness claimed her.
Liz stirred, she wanted to go back to sleep, but she remembered what happened. She opened her eyes and then closed them again--the room was too bright. She slowly opened her eyes and searched for Nicholas, once she saw him, she asked, annoyed, "Where are we?"
"Meeting Kivar," was his short reply.
Liz felt dizzy, but she managed to stand up, she guessed the dizziness was a side effect from whatever they sprayed on her. "Where are--?" She trailed off as she saw a god like man walk into the room. She was entrance by him. His brood shoulder and built body called out to her. He had dark hair and gray eyes, that just seemed to know and feel her pain. But she had to admit that she was most attracted to the air of power that radiated from him. "Hi," Liz managed to whisper, forgetting she was talking to the enemy.
He skillfully took her hand and kissed it. "My you are beautiful. He was right about you, I see."
"Who?" Liz asked, coming off the cloud she had been on.
He ignored her question. "He didn't mention you were sad." He pulled Liz closer. "You are in pain."
The hurt Liz had tried to hold back sparkled in her eyes, stronger than ever. "He's an enchanter, with Dracula's powers,' Liz thought.
"Kivar," she heard someone address him and she came crashing down from her high tower.
"You are Kivar?" Liz asked, putting some distance between them. Her stomach was tied in knots.
"Yes, my dear," Kivar replied, the charm she heard from the beginning still in his voice. "There's someone I think you will be pleased to see, Elizabeth."
Liz looked at him questionably and when he pointed behind her, she heard the door slide open, and everything began to move in slow motion for her. She was turning and turning, but she didn't think she would ever completely turn and when she finally faced the door, she gasped and took a step back as if she had seen a ghost. "Alex?"
She kept stepping back until she bumped into Kivar. She wanted to run, there was no way Alex was standing before her, breathing and smiling at her.
To be continued…