Family part 12
Disclaimer and story information in part 1. Thank you to everyone who is waiting so patiently for a newer part and I will attempt to do more on this and my other roswell story. Thank you for reading and reviews are greatly appreciated.
Now on to the Story
Zan paced back and forth again as he tried to make sense of the thoughts in his head, and to control his emotions. The Granolith crystal glowing slightly as he continued to ignore the adults staring at him and focused on connecting with Angel. She needed him, he knew that, all he had to do was clear his mind enough to concentrate. Reaching out with his mind he connected to the Granolith then reached out for Angel. He could barely feel her even with the Granolith's help, and the connection was growing weaker. All he had to do was concentrate, if he could just grab on to Angel's mind for a few minutes he could strengthen their bond In his mind he felt the immense power of the Granolith as he reached, felt it grow and try to help.
"Zan?..." The voice of his father broke through his thoughts and made the memories from their earlier connection come full force through his head. The anger he had tried so hard to bury coming to the surface along with the fear. Then the realization of what both the Granolith and the flashes had told him hit him full force.
"You're my father." The quiet statement came suddenly from Zan's lips as the full effect of the memories running through his head hit him. The emotions evident on his face as he looked into Max's eyes.
"Zan..."
He turned his head quickly away, trying to escape the emotions in the older man's eyes, and began pacing back and forth.
"You're my father...perfect, just great. Out of all the cities we could have gone too we go to where you live...WHY! WHY CAN'T WE BE LEFT ALONE!"
Max and Liz watched silently as Zan's short fear induced tantrum passed and he began to pace back and forth again, his head bowed to the floor as he walked. Zan's hand still gripping the strange crystal tightly.
"I shouldn't have brought her here...she needed me." he mumbled to himself the crystal begining to glow a sickly green color. He looked directly at them for a moment his eyes pure black as the crystal glowed brighter.
"she needs me..."
"who Zan?"
"Matt, My name is Matt not Zan. Zan's the name of a great protector and King...I'd renounce the throne if I could." His head cocked to one side as if hearing something his eyes dropping to the crystal in his hand. "I don't have time for this, I can't feel her anymore. I have to go."
"NO!...no please don't go." Max said
"Yes please let us help you Zan." Liz said reaching a hand out to her stepson.
Zan stared at them for a moment feeling the communications coming from the Granolith through the crystal. trust them young prince
Miles away Angel sat silently on the bed in the room she was now in, staring at the stars outside the small single window in her room. The dim moonlight casting shadows along the walls as it filtered into the room. She hadn't seen anyone since she had woken up an hour ago, and she was alone. She could not hear the granolith or Zan anymore, she felt empty. For as long as she could remember they had both always been there, protecting and teaching her. Sensing someone come closer she tensed a familiar feeling coming over her, as she heard the door open...They were coming....
Thank you for reading
April
Disclaimer and story information in part 1. Thank you to everyone who is waiting so patiently for a newer part and I will attempt to do more on this and my other roswell story. Thank you for reading and reviews are greatly appreciated.
Now on to the Story
Zan paced back and forth again as he tried to make sense of the thoughts in his head, and to control his emotions. The Granolith crystal glowing slightly as he continued to ignore the adults staring at him and focused on connecting with Angel. She needed him, he knew that, all he had to do was clear his mind enough to concentrate. Reaching out with his mind he connected to the Granolith then reached out for Angel. He could barely feel her even with the Granolith's help, and the connection was growing weaker. All he had to do was concentrate, if he could just grab on to Angel's mind for a few minutes he could strengthen their bond In his mind he felt the immense power of the Granolith as he reached, felt it grow and try to help.
"Zan?..." The voice of his father broke through his thoughts and made the memories from their earlier connection come full force through his head. The anger he had tried so hard to bury coming to the surface along with the fear. Then the realization of what both the Granolith and the flashes had told him hit him full force.
"You're my father." The quiet statement came suddenly from Zan's lips as the full effect of the memories running through his head hit him. The emotions evident on his face as he looked into Max's eyes.
"Zan..."
He turned his head quickly away, trying to escape the emotions in the older man's eyes, and began pacing back and forth.
"You're my father...perfect, just great. Out of all the cities we could have gone too we go to where you live...WHY! WHY CAN'T WE BE LEFT ALONE!"
Max and Liz watched silently as Zan's short fear induced tantrum passed and he began to pace back and forth again, his head bowed to the floor as he walked. Zan's hand still gripping the strange crystal tightly.
"I shouldn't have brought her here...she needed me." he mumbled to himself the crystal begining to glow a sickly green color. He looked directly at them for a moment his eyes pure black as the crystal glowed brighter.
"she needs me..."
"who Zan?"
"Matt, My name is Matt not Zan. Zan's the name of a great protector and King...I'd renounce the throne if I could." His head cocked to one side as if hearing something his eyes dropping to the crystal in his hand. "I don't have time for this, I can't feel her anymore. I have to go."
"NO!...no please don't go." Max said
"Yes please let us help you Zan." Liz said reaching a hand out to her stepson.
Zan stared at them for a moment feeling the communications coming from the Granolith through the crystal. trust them young prince
Miles away Angel sat silently on the bed in the room she was now in, staring at the stars outside the small single window in her room. The dim moonlight casting shadows along the walls as it filtered into the room. She hadn't seen anyone since she had woken up an hour ago, and she was alone. She could not hear the granolith or Zan anymore, she felt empty. For as long as she could remember they had both always been there, protecting and teaching her. Sensing someone come closer she tensed a familiar feeling coming over her, as she heard the door open...They were coming....
Thank you for reading
April