---Chapter 5---
Monday morning Bio class, Liz Parker sits waiting for class to begin. Max comes and sits at the desk beside her, just before a man walks into the classroom and closes the door, shutting out some of the hall noises right after the bell rings.
A nondescript man dressed in khaki, who looks to be in his mid-40's says, "Hello class. I'm your substitute teacher until Mr. Woods returns. My name is Mr. Baker."
The class went on, basically the new substitute let them work on their own, continuing the chapter from the last week's class until the second half of the class period came. At this time they were supposed to work on their lab assignment.
"Pair up, we'll complete the lab scheduled for today." –Mr. Baker.
Max turns to Liz with a smile. They were always partners. Liz smiles in return and walks with him to the back lab table where they set up microscopes for their assignment. Mr. Baker passes out the lab assignment sheets, which Mr. Woods had made up for them already. He begins traveling about the room, holding a box of glass slides for the students to use.
When comes to Max and Liz's table, he hands Liz a glass slide which happens to press a bit into her hand. She gasps as a jagged edge cuts her hand. "Oh dear, Miss Parker, let me get you a tissue," Mr. Baker says and heads back with a box of tissues. Max grabs one and hands it to Liz.
"Are you okay, Liz?" –Max.
Liz presses the tissue to her hand, which collects the blood from the small wound. It stops and she says, "I'm fine, it was just a little cut. Nothing to worry about."
"Let me take that for you, Miss Parker. I'll dispose of it." –Mr. Baker
He turns back to the rest of the class. "You have 35 minutes class, do your best. If you need help, I'll be at my desk."
'Mr. Baker' walks over to his desk. Instead of throwing the tissue in the garbage, he slips it nto a tiny plastic bag and puts it in his briefcase. He looks over at Maxwell Evans and Elizabeth Parker who were already at work on their assignment, suspecting nothing of course.
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Victoria walks into the mansion in the late afternoon, the limousine for her had just brought her home from another day at Roswell High.
She makes her way to her room and sets down her back pack. She turns around though, at hearing the door open.
"Victoria, I have some news to inform you of."
She looks at Adam standing inside her room, waiting for him to continue. She starts to get a feeling of trepidation as she looks at him.
"You're overdue for your injections." Just like that, he told her this. He couldn't know how her heart almost beat out of her chest and leapt up her throat at this announcement. But then again, he wouldn't care.
"What have I done?" –Victoria.
"Nothing wrong that I am aware of. It's simply time. You know this is a routine thing every once in a while." –Adam.
"Yes, but it has been a long time---" –Victoria.
Too long." –Adam.
"The facility, we're far away from it. How---" –Victoria.
"Oh, well, the base outside of Roswell has kindly bent lent to our usage." –Adam.
Victoria was horrified at the thought. She kept a brave face in front of Adam, though. She said no more. What more was there to say- when he wanted to do something, he always did it. Adam nodded and headed out of the room, looking back only once as he says, "Oh by the way- it starts tomorrow. You'll miss school of course. But perhaps you'll be sufficiently recovered for school Monday." He closes the door behind him.
Victoria sinks down onto her bed. Oh no, not again. Not that. Not that.
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Isabel Evans dashes out of the bathroom, dressed, but hurriedly slipping on her shoes. She was so late for her date with Jesse.
She couldn't help it, she had fallen asleep on her bed while trying to study for a big Government exam which would take place in her college class tomorrow. She'd been cramming for hours when she had fallen asleep.
She hopes Jesse won't be too mad. Well, she would soothe his anger, she thought with a private grin as she looked in her dresser mirror. No makeup, wet hair…
She was going to take the time to do it the "regular" way, but she was so late as it was. She instead, without much of a thought, passed her hand over her hair and then face- immediately manipulating the molecular structures so that her hair was instantly dry and curled and makeup was flawlessly on her face. She grabs her purse and dashes out of her the room.
A dark clothed figure steps from the shadows where he had been watching outside Isabel Evans' bedroom window. "blood sister for sure," he says.
+++End of Chapter 5+++
Monday morning Bio class, Liz Parker sits waiting for class to begin. Max comes and sits at the desk beside her, just before a man walks into the classroom and closes the door, shutting out some of the hall noises right after the bell rings.
A nondescript man dressed in khaki, who looks to be in his mid-40's says, "Hello class. I'm your substitute teacher until Mr. Woods returns. My name is Mr. Baker."
The class went on, basically the new substitute let them work on their own, continuing the chapter from the last week's class until the second half of the class period came. At this time they were supposed to work on their lab assignment.
"Pair up, we'll complete the lab scheduled for today." –Mr. Baker.
Max turns to Liz with a smile. They were always partners. Liz smiles in return and walks with him to the back lab table where they set up microscopes for their assignment. Mr. Baker passes out the lab assignment sheets, which Mr. Woods had made up for them already. He begins traveling about the room, holding a box of glass slides for the students to use.
When comes to Max and Liz's table, he hands Liz a glass slide which happens to press a bit into her hand. She gasps as a jagged edge cuts her hand. "Oh dear, Miss Parker, let me get you a tissue," Mr. Baker says and heads back with a box of tissues. Max grabs one and hands it to Liz.
"Are you okay, Liz?" –Max.
Liz presses the tissue to her hand, which collects the blood from the small wound. It stops and she says, "I'm fine, it was just a little cut. Nothing to worry about."
"Let me take that for you, Miss Parker. I'll dispose of it." –Mr. Baker
He turns back to the rest of the class. "You have 35 minutes class, do your best. If you need help, I'll be at my desk."
'Mr. Baker' walks over to his desk. Instead of throwing the tissue in the garbage, he slips it nto a tiny plastic bag and puts it in his briefcase. He looks over at Maxwell Evans and Elizabeth Parker who were already at work on their assignment, suspecting nothing of course.
~+~+~+~+~
Victoria walks into the mansion in the late afternoon, the limousine for her had just brought her home from another day at Roswell High.
She makes her way to her room and sets down her back pack. She turns around though, at hearing the door open.
"Victoria, I have some news to inform you of."
She looks at Adam standing inside her room, waiting for him to continue. She starts to get a feeling of trepidation as she looks at him.
"You're overdue for your injections." Just like that, he told her this. He couldn't know how her heart almost beat out of her chest and leapt up her throat at this announcement. But then again, he wouldn't care.
"What have I done?" –Victoria.
"Nothing wrong that I am aware of. It's simply time. You know this is a routine thing every once in a while." –Adam.
"Yes, but it has been a long time---" –Victoria.
Too long." –Adam.
"The facility, we're far away from it. How---" –Victoria.
"Oh, well, the base outside of Roswell has kindly bent lent to our usage." –Adam.
Victoria was horrified at the thought. She kept a brave face in front of Adam, though. She said no more. What more was there to say- when he wanted to do something, he always did it. Adam nodded and headed out of the room, looking back only once as he says, "Oh by the way- it starts tomorrow. You'll miss school of course. But perhaps you'll be sufficiently recovered for school Monday." He closes the door behind him.
Victoria sinks down onto her bed. Oh no, not again. Not that. Not that.
~+~+~+~+~+~
Isabel Evans dashes out of the bathroom, dressed, but hurriedly slipping on her shoes. She was so late for her date with Jesse.
She couldn't help it, she had fallen asleep on her bed while trying to study for a big Government exam which would take place in her college class tomorrow. She'd been cramming for hours when she had fallen asleep.
She hopes Jesse won't be too mad. Well, she would soothe his anger, she thought with a private grin as she looked in her dresser mirror. No makeup, wet hair…
She was going to take the time to do it the "regular" way, but she was so late as it was. She instead, without much of a thought, passed her hand over her hair and then face- immediately manipulating the molecular structures so that her hair was instantly dry and curled and makeup was flawlessly on her face. She grabs her purse and dashes out of her the room.
A dark clothed figure steps from the shadows where he had been watching outside Isabel Evans' bedroom window. "blood sister for sure," he says.
+++End of Chapter 5+++