Chapter 15
"So, what do we do now?" asked Kyle, voicing one of the many common questions.
"Well, we go home and try to get some rest. We'll meet at Michael's tomorrow to discuss what just happened, okay?" Max answered ever being a leader.
With that the group dispersed making their ways back through the woods to their waiting cars, the promise of sleep and possibly the sudden clicking of Ananda's confusing words.
Kyle helped Tessandra, who was still a little disorientated. She still had all of Tess' memories, but they were now mixed with Tessandra's memories, and Tessandra didn't agree with some of Tess' past behavior. There was one certain thing, this petite blonde girl was not the same one that had come with them to the clearing.
Liz and Maria had left quickly, Liz dragging Maria with her as she moved to avoid Max and his wanting to discuss the aftermath. Maria had been slightly less than fully willingly to quickly leave her "Space Boy", but a meaningful glance from Liz had urged her on.
Max watched Liz go and told Isabel he'd meet her by the car and made off into the woods.
"Boy, Maxwell needs to get over that girl quick. He's really started to piss me off," stated Michael tactfully before making like everyone else and leaving the clearing, leaving only Isabel and Alex remaining.
Isabel turned Alex, who was sitting down on a large boulder in the clearing.
"This has been some night hasn't it?" she asked, walking over to him.
"Uh huh," he answered, not looking at her.
"Especially for you. Do you want to talk about it?"
"No thanks, Isabel. I think I just really need some quality me time," Alex responded, looking up at her.
"Oh, well, okay. Um, I guess I'll see you tomorrow. But remember, I meant what I said tonight and I'll always be there to listen."
"Yeah, I know. Thanks Isabel. You're great."
She turned and smiled at him, "Goodnight Alex"
"Goodnight Princess" said Alex, smiling back at her.
When he said that, Isabel suddenly felt a pain in her chest and had a flash of beautiful palace on planet that wasn't Earth. It brought to her mind the echo of a similar incident in a lifetime that wasn't hers. She paused, debating whether or not she should tell Alex, but then concluded that it was better if she just left him for the night. She just kept walking, back to Max, who was waiting impatiently by the jeep. He didn't comment on her apparent distractedness, brushing it off as the same set of thoughts they all had.
Meanwhile, Alex still sat on the rock, staring up at stars.
'So the stars hold my destiny too. Go figure. Who would've thought that nice normal Alexander Charles Whitman would be "otherworldly"? God, if someone had told me this a year ago, I would've recommended them for intense therapy and lots of drugs. Wait, is there even such thing as God? Who am I asking for guidance? Myself? My "sister"? This is so messed up. Just when I finally get my head around one thing, something else comes up that throws me for a loop. When is this gonna end? Wait, I know that answer and its never, especially since it turns out I'm an immortal god who fell in love with princess of a distant planet. Hey, that's kinda cool. What kind of powers to I get? Better yet, how did I come to be? Who or what made me? And why did I get stuck with this job? Why me?'
Alex thought.
"Why me? Why did I get stuck with this burden? Why me?" Alex asked the night sky.
But stars have this handy way of not responding when one wants them to, so the stars just stayed the same blinking back at him.
"Am I ever going to get answers?" he thought out loud.
"Yes, you'll get them when you're ready for them, which is sooner than you think," answered a voice on the wind.
Alex heard the voice and for once, he didn't question his sanity or who was speaking to him; he didn't look for the speaker. He just accepted what the voice had to say, trusting the words, having faith that there was something bigger than him, Darius, out there, watching out for the gods and keepers of the universe. 'I guess in a way, even gods have gods,' he thought as he got up off the rock, ready for a good night's sleep.
Alex walked out of the clearing, back to his car, back to the remnants of the "old" him. But if he had stopped and turned around on his way out of the clearing he would've seen Ananda sitting where he had just been sitting, dressed like a normal teenage girl, staring up at stars.
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Ok…I know its kind of a 180 from last chapter, but alas, it is completely necessary. Its all building up for a new change, a new variation, a new whatever (I'm losing my ability to articulate properly).
So first and foremost gets down on hands & knees I'm humbly & profusely apologize for not updating in a ridiculously long time. I have had a immense amount of things to do (um, exams, exams & more different exams). All this happened & it finally looked like I could update, then all 2 of my computers went down & I had to do so massive reprogramming. Forgive me, loves? I now have this story archived in some many places (hard copy & not), its never going to be lost again!
If I never have to fill out another multiple choice bubble again, it will be too soon. They're evil…but on the plus side, the day that I had my AP History exam, I did have prom, which was a blast (yup 12 hours of school sponsored partying, plus 2 days of post-prom activities).
So, enough of my ranting. I'm going to be yelled at for it anyways, aren't I? Well, as always, please review. Thank you for reading!! (I love you immensely if you made it this far ) My policy of no flames, still holds true (flames are harsh man & I'm completely out of Bengay (which, FYI kinda smells like old ppl))
All reviewers will get one Giant (Living) Gingerbread man & a flock of seagulls (birds, not the band or hairstyle).
Gifted Empress
P.S. This chapter brought to you by crazy ranting & Franz Ferdinand (particularly the song Michael, which is nothing like the Michael from this story). Oh! And Harry Potter 3! I saw that dressed in a costume! Booyah! Yup, I'm one of those people.