Reality

Chapter 4. Earlier

I'm gonna try write this one a lil different tell me what you think.

i think this is getting bad... should i continue?

The shock of the situation dawned on me I felt pain all through my body. It felt as if I had been thrown from one side of Roswell to the other. I felt my own blood running gently from my nose, mouth ears and a cut above my eye. My whole head felt ready to explode. I looked at the devastation around me in awe. This couldn't be happening.
I took a shaky breath trying to pull my self from the cold concrete floor. "LIZ!" I shouted into the darkness.
No answer.
"MAX"
Still no answer.
I was alone. Apart from the crumpled bodies of Michael and Isabel beside me.

Earlier.

"Calm down." I stated in my best reassuring voice.
"They are not dying, and we will find them." I continued.
Somehow I knew Max was right something was seriously wrong, I could feel it. Liz was my best friend... How could I act this was. I was Maria not Liz. Liz was the level headed one not me. In a crisis I ran around like a headless chicken screaming, "OH MY GOD!" Over and over again.
Max looked at me properly for the first time since Michael and I had arrived.
"What happened to your head?" He queried.
"Oh... Nothing" I stammered touching the space where I had hit my head earlier.
We needed a plan and quick if we wanted any change of finding Liz and Isabel.
"Okay... Maria we need to get back onto the highway retrace the path they may have taken"
"Max it's to dark! Me and Michael already"
"I DON'T CARE! You don't understand do you? Isabel is my sister and Liz is... She's everything to me. I know they are hurt! I can feel it and I WILL NOT stand here debating this with you"
My eyes widened and my mouth dropped.
"I understand. But Max Liz is my best friend. I have know her since forever! I care too"
"I know. Lets go."

Back in the car. In the driver seat. There I was. Max sat next to me and Michael in the back. It was silent. No one was talking of fear of missing a vital clue.
"STOP!" Max screamed.
I slammed my feet on the breaks as quickly as possible.
"What is it?" Michael asked.
"Look." He simply said pointing to tracks going into the desert.
"Follow them"
I turned the car and began the path into no where.
It was so late and my eyes began to sting with tiredness. The fear, doubt, adrenaline mixed into a deadly concoction making my head spin.
"You okay?" Michael asked.
I shock my head and pulled over the car.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU HAVE TO KEEP GOING!" Max screamed.
I paid him no attention ran from the car and deposited the entire contents of my stomach into the desert. As I looked up my head spinning I saw lights into the distance. This HAD to be it this had to be them.
"MAX!" Look I said pointing off into the distance.

As we reached the small metal building my nerves began to show. I was shaking.
"I... I can't do this..." I mumbled.
"YES you can. Maria we need you!" Said Max.
Michael just stood there. He was staring straight ahead his eyes fixed on a shadow moving closed and closer. I saw the gun first.
"HE HAS I GUN!" I screamed ducking clumsily.
I hear the loud BANG I same as I had heard not so long ago in the Crashdown. I heard another loud BANG only the second one sounded as if it weren't real... Alien.
Michael fell. However Max was beside him in seconds holding his magical hands over the wound in his arm.
This was getting dangerous.
We reached the entrance. Unguarded, apart from the an lying unconscious nearby, Michael's doing.
Two corridors. One leading straight on, another going off to the right.
"We need to split up. Michael go with Maria straight on, I'll go right"
We both nodded taking the path ahead, leading into darkness.

"How long have we been walking for? I say we go back." I moaned.
" NO! Will you please shut up! For god's sake Maria have you forgot about LIZ? I don't even know HOW to get back anyway." Michael snapped.
I didn't blame him! I had been complaining non stop for the last... Who know! I didn't have a watch on neither did Michael. GREAT going Deluca.
We continued on in silence.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
The sound of scraping metal, some sort of an alarm. An unmistakable gun shot.

"THIS WAY!" Michael shouted running ahead.
As Michael ran full speed ahead, I fell behind. The alarm wailing all the while in the background.
As I entered the large concrete room. The scene brought terror to my heart.
Isabel was being held by the throat. A man in a dark suite her captor. Michael was running at him. I entered the chaos grabbing the man by the hair, scratching, biting, anything to get him off of Isabel. She was turning blue. Finally the man through her to the floor where she remained.
"YOU BASTARD!" Michael ran charging, straight for him.
Too late. He had already grabbed me by the hair. "STOP!" I cried.
I struggled kicking and screaming only bringing more pain.
"Let her go." Michael stated.
The man laughed.
"I'm the one with the girl. I'll give the orders. Are you Man Evans"
"No." "Too bad." He laughed putting the gun to my head.
I felt him squeeze the trigger. Expecting darkness. Instead I felt my self fly across the room my head collided with the cement walls and all went dark.

As I awoke the shock of the situation dawned on me I felt pain all through my body. It felt as if I had been thrown from one side of Roswell to the other. I felt my own blood running gently from my nose, mouth ears and a cut above my eye. My whole head felt ready to explode. I looked at the devastation around me in awe. This couldn't be happening.
I took a shaky breath trying to pull myself from the cold concrete floor. "LIZ!" I shouted into the darkness.
No answer.
"MAX"
Still no answer.
I was alone. Apart from the crumpled bodies of Michael and Isabel beside me.
I tried to blink away the pain... Nope still there.
"Michael... Are you okay"
Silence.
"Isabel"
Silence.
How was I going to get out of here with two unconscious aliens?
"MAX! WHERE ARE YOU!" I cried.
I slumped back onto the cold beneath me. Tears spilling down my face. "Help me..." I slurred fading back into the familiar darkness.