Chapter 7

8:00 a.m. Pod Chamber

Everyone is there discussing Max's recent encounter with Kivar.

Michael: Maxwell why didn't you tell us sooner?

Max: It happened at two in the morning what did you want me to do, call you that early and tell you?

Michael: Yes! Maxwell you're our king...

Max: I am not a king Michael okay? It's over.

Michael: It is not over! And you're not a king with that attitude. You're our leader no matter what you say and as our leader you're supposed to tell us if and when you have any kind of encounter with our enemies.

Max: Sorry if I don't follow your rulebook on how a king should be Michael.

Michael: Well you'd better start because one of these days you're going to get us all killed.

Isabel: That's enough, the both of you! Don't you even care that our parents are now apart of this now? Not only that but I'm here too. I am always in the middle and having to control the both of you and I am just sick of it! Kivar is after me, always has been. Now in order to defeat him we need to work together and we can't do that with the two of you fighting all the time.

Kyle: Maybe we should all calm down. I'm sure we are all scared. I know from what you've told us about him he really is one bad spaceman but Isabel's right, we have to work together on this.

Max: So what do you suggest we do?

Kyle: Michael, you hate the way Max does things, though, deal with it but that that hatred out on Kivar. Max, you hate how Michael tries to control you. Newsflash bro, he's only looking out for you so you won't get killed. Same advice, use your hatred on Kivar. Isabel, your strength lies in two great places. The first is the obvious, the hatred you feel when Max and Michael argue. The second comes from your maternal instincts. You might be scared from the outside but deep down inside you know you have the strength to protect your baby no matter what happens. Liz, the simple fact is you hate Tess. Even to this day your blood boils when you hear her name mentioned. Maria, you're angry at destiny even though you won't admit it. Use that anger as a tool.

Liz: What about you Kyle?

Kyle: Mine would be Buddha and the knowledge I obtain from my meditations.

Jeff: What about us?

Liz: I'm glad you asked. Isabel and Liz pull out some vials from a plastic bag. They take off the caps. Liz holds three and Maria holds three while Isabel waves her hand over the vials to heat them up. Steam rises from them.

Isabel: Before we came home, Liz had a feeling we'd run into some kind of trouble and since you know our little secret we wanted you to be prepared. Liz and Maria hand the vials to the parents. Isabel gives a vile to her mom.

Nancy: What is this?

Isabel: Just a little power booster. If you believe in the power then the power will come to you but if not then we just wasted some useful ingredients. Isabel walks over to her mom. Mom, I know you're scared, believe me I do but nothing's going to happen. Not in the way you think. Me or the baby are not going to turn into green, ugly monsters. Mrs. Evans looks at Isabel as if she wants to say something but doesn't. Just trust me okay?

Diane: Okay. Mrs. Evans drinks her power booster, as do the others.

Phillip: Okay now what?

Isabel: Now, we wait.

Max: Michael, Isabel can I talk to you in the granolith chamber? Privately.

Michael: You got it your majesty. Michael and Isabel walk inside the granolith chamber.

Max: Kyle... Kyle is sitting in the middle of the room.

Kyle: Not now I am trying to absorb the situation, find peace within my astral plane, and to find the place of my supernatural existence.

Max: Okay, I don't know what that means but fine. Sheriff, do you think you can keep a look out?

Valenti: Will do. Max goes inside the granolith chamber.

Michael: So what was so important that you needed to call a separate meeting?

Max: I just wanted to apologize and I couldn't do it in there with everyone watching.

Michael: Good. Feel better?

Max: No. Look Michael, you were right, I should've called you sooner or if not that then I should've at least used my radar power and let Isabel know. I'm sorry. You have all of these expectations on how I should be and I am thankful for that because if you didn't then I wouldn't even know how to be a king and I still don't. I can't be the same person that I was back home because I don't even know who I was back then. Could you help me Michael? Help me be the king that I'm supposed to be?

Michael: Okay. Michael and Max shake hands but then come in for a hug. Isabel looks on.