At the Evans
Diane awoke to see Max, still at Tess' side. The child he had brought in was sucking on a bottle, which seemed to float by itself. She sat up, rubbing her head. Max was talking secretively to Tess, looking at his parents every few minutes. They were discussing something important, but what?
Philip came in and sat beside Diane. "I know." He said, looking at Max and Tess with his wife. "They're talking so oddly. What is it about?" She asked. Philip shrugged. "I don't know... they've been like that for about an hour. The baby... it has been strangely quiet. I'm going to have to do something…" Philip said. Diane looked at the child, who cooed and wriggled.
She stood up, as Max and Tess weren't looking. She attempted to lift the child up. Max whipped around. Pushing them away with an unseen force. Tess was gone, and reappeared with the baby in her arms, glaring at Diane who was stunned. "Don't touch him." Tess sneered. "I-I was just making sure he was okay." Diane stuttered. "He's fine!" Max snapped, touching his son's face. "Max. What's going on? You were on the news... they're saying your criminals." Philip asked.
"I can't." Max said. "Then I'm sorry." Philip said, putting his head down. "Huh..." Max looked around. Philip called into the other room. "They're here!" Troops came stomping in. Max put Tess and the baby behind him. "Get back!" Max warned. They did not. "Max, no. The baby!" Tess reminded. Max nodded. "Go. Now!" He said. Tess closed her eyes. Everyone but Max saw Tess run away. Half the troops ran after what they thought they saw. The other half remained. "Okay..." Max smirked. "My turn..." He muttered. He looked to his parents. "I regret a lot, but not telling you was something I know was right." He said, before knocking them down along with most of the troops. Max ran out the door. Tess followed unseen by the humans. She rocked the baby who cried, with fear. "We can't stay here, no where is safe." Tess said, expatriated. "I know..." Max sighed.
Just as they were about to get back into his car, a gun clicked behind Max and Tess. They froze. "You may be able to use special tricks to get out of some situations, but this one I fear you won't." The voice said.
Max turned slowly around, hands raised into the air. "Dad? Why?" Max cried. "Max..." Tess, said warning him. He looked around. There was five times the amount of troops surrounding them. "We're screwed." Tess mumbled. "You've killed us." Max said, harshly. Philip looked amazed at their conviction. "Son, they want you to pay for your crimes... you can't run away from them" He began. "Our crime is being what we are! You're a fool!" He called, as they hauled Tess, Baby and himself off. Philip looked down, feeling guilty.
In the Base
"No. No!" Tess cried, as the ripped her child from her arms. "Max they took him they took the baby!" She wailed as her body shook. "No, don't touch him!" Max cried. The second human skin made contact with the child, it began to cry. It's crying increased as a white light appeared in his eyes. "You're killing him! Don't touch him!" Tess struggled to get free but she and Max were strapped down. The troop believed them, and set the baby down on a table. It stopped crying at once. Max and Tess both sighed in relief.
All the people were dressed the same, in white, germ proof suits. They began to drug Tess. Max struggled very hard to get free. Tess began to see double. She felt sick, and tired. "Tess?" Max asked. "Max... they drugged me.. I-I can't stay awake..." She ended with her head falling to the table. "Shit." Max said to himself. He squinted to see out the door. They were pushing two similar tables past. "Isabel? Michael?" He called. Isabel sat up, struggling with the guards. "They take your powers Max, they took them!" She cried. The guards got her under control and strapped her to the table. Knocking her out with more drugs. Michael tried loosening his straps. He grunted with pain. Finally one of the straps snapped. He pushed the guards away with his brut strength. His other arm got free. He jumped off the table, and kicked the guards. He snapped their arms, hands, legs, anything to get away.
Once they were down he rushed over to Max. "They drugged Tess?" He asked, Max nodded. "Yeah." He said. "They took her powers. Like they took Iz's." Michael explained. As he un-strapped Max. "So what about you?" Max asked. Michael shrugged. "No powers, but the drug didn't knock me out." He explained. Max nodded. "Get Iz. I'm getting Tess, can you get my son?" Max asked as he scooped Tess into his arms. Michael had put Isabel over his shoulder. Using his free arm to pick up the baby then proceeded to run down the hall with Max.
The girls begin t o wake
Tess began to stir. "No not the baby!" She cried. Max rocked her awake. "Max?" She looked up. He set her down, to stand by herself. "Tess. The baby is fine. Michael has him." Max said, pointing at Michael. Tess took the baby from him. "Thank you Michael." She said, sweetly. "Your powers are gone. They took Michael and Isabel's too. They would have taken mine, but Michael stopped them. If we don't get out of here, we're finished." Max explained quickly. Tess nodded, absorbing all of the info. Isabel began to wake up. Michael set her down, stroking her head. "Iz. Wake up!" He said, bluntly. Isabel snapped awake. "Oh, good. We're not dead, only mostly dead." She mumbled, standing up. "Let's go.' Max said, leading them down a mass of halls.
None of them had any idea where they were going. "I think we've been here?" Tess said, looking at a door. "Crap, that was the cell they kept us in!" Max snorted. "Great, one square building becomes one giant circle of halls!" Michael said frustrated. "Here!" A guard called. "Maxwell." Michael said. "Great, okay, everyone get behind me." Max rammed down the troops. There weren't many. "Go, that's the way out!" Tess called. They ran out into the open, as the troops began to find their way to them. "Max, try that one!" Isabel suggested pointing to an army jeep. Max agreed. He hopped into the front seat and used his powers to start the engine. "Go, Go, Go!" Michael said, as they piled into the seats.
At the Evans
Philip and Diane began to wake up. "Humph! My head..." Diane said, sitting up. "Mm, hmm?" Philip moaned. "Philip, are they..." Diane questioned looking at the mass of people, lying seemingly dead on their floor. "Dead?" Philip finished. "Yeah." He said, checking one of their pulses.
In the army jeep
"Maybe if we explain our situation to them... they'd-" Isabel began. "Our parents are the enemy..." Max said, sadly. "You couldn't, possibly-!" Isabel protested angrily. "I know! But what other option do we have, huh? They almost killed us, I can't let that happen, not again." Max repeated to himself. They looked at each other, fearfully. "Well... for what its worth, I agree with Max. I know you've grown attached to them, but they did try to have you captured, even if they didn't know it would mean our lives." Tess said, trying to support Max.
At the Evans
"I don't understand this. What the-, how did they do this, how could they?" Diane asked, picking up her things. "I-" But before Philip could finish the door opened again. They stood, stiffened, and tensed.
Michael came in, then Isabel. "Dad..." Isabel began. "Iz. How on Earth?" He asked, dumbfounded. "You know what they did to us, do you have any idea!" Isabel yelled. They jumped, astonished by her tone. "Isabel! -" But once again she interrupted him. "They would have killed us! You know... dead!" She yelled. Diane and Philip exchanged confused looks. "Wh-what?" Diane asked. "They drugged us... all of us. They strapped us to tables and tortured us! I hate you! We asked for you to stop-" Isabel's rage was building. Her body began to shake. She closed her eyes, hard, trying to calm herself. Just then, the mirror to her left shattered and the wall to her right, cracked. She opened her eyes. "Oh! They're back!" She cheered to Michael. He looked puzzled at his own hands. Reaching to the table, he managed to blow it up.
"How the..." Philip mumbled. "Should we?" Michael asked. "I-I guess." Isabel shrugged. "Mom. Dad. It's time you know the truth, what we've been hiding from you since you found us, that night in the desert..." Isabel began. "Oh, my God." Diane sighed, sitting down beside Philip. Michael had motioned for them to sit, then escorted Isabel and him to stand in front of them, blocking the front door. "Okay..." Isabel took a deep breath looking nervously at the door then back to her audience. Her hands were shaking, and her knees were wobbling. Michael rubbed her back and stroked her. Knowing just what way to touch her, to bring complete calm to her entire being.
Philip and Diane looked eager to hear this. Isabel looked strangely distant. "There was a time when I would have... killed, to tell you this." She began. Their faces widened with fear. Isabel's eyes narrowed on theirs. "I'm... Max, Michael, Tess and I are, not like you." She stated, clarifying. "We're from another planet." "Ha! Oh, Iz. Okay, tell us now..." Philip joked. Isabel's stern look and Michael's deadly stare told them to hush up, and be quiet. "No. We're from Antar. We crashed here in 1947. We're aliens." Isabel blurted. "Okay, sweetie, I know you like sci-fi..." Diane laughed. "Mrs. Evans!" Michael yelled. She shut up, at once. "Look. I don't expect you to believe anything, or me. But what you did... with the FBI. That's dangerous for us. We can never go to the police, FBI... or even a doctor... haven't you even wondered why we never got sick?" Isabel asked. "Your were healthy kids..." Diane smiled. "Yeah, that's because our DNA was engineered, we're immune to all human illness'." Isabel sighed. "Oh... right." Philip mused. "Okay... I've never even had a cough. Don't you think that's strange? Think back... remember those little strange things that happed, like when Max touched the dead bird, and it flew away? Or how everyone saw Liz get shot, and saw Max touch her, than to everyone's amazement, she was fine?" Isabel asked again, tapping her foot with anger. "Are you saying Max has some kind of, power to heal?" Philip strangely believed this, as did Diane. "Yeah... I have the power to enter people's dreams... Michael can, well, he-" Isabel was stumped. Michael rolled his eyes. "I can blow shit up. Like that!' He announced, blowing up the table. Everyone jumped except Michael, who smirked. "Okay..." Isabel began again, rolling her eyes at him. "Tess can Mindwarp people.. um, that means she can make people, think, do and remember what ever she wants... and Max can heal... oh, also we have an assortment of other crap, but I think those are the coolest." Isabel smiled.
"Why are you telling us this?" It suddenly dawned on Philip that they were actually telling them. "Um, because..." Isabel fidgeted. She and Michael parted revealing Max, Tess and the baby, standing by the door. "Isabel, Michael, take the baby. You don't have to watch this." Max said, with an odd calm and strange emptiness. "Yeah..." Isabel said, knowing something that she wasn't saying. She and Michael took the baby and left to go outside.
Diane and Philip fidgeted with fear. "I'm sorry, perhaps you haven't met my wife, of many lifetimes... this is Tess." Tess smirked, evilly. Max began again, with a dry, and dark under tone to his voice. "You see what makes being a King and Queen different from a Princess and Councilor, is the fact..." Max trailed off, where Tess started. "That our responsibilities are... well, more... dirty." Tess ended, with a loss of words. "Wh-what does that mean?" Diane stuttered. "Oh, that, she was just being sweet. She means that at all costs, we have to protect the secret, and since we can't trust you, we have to, cut the tie, understand?" Max asked, drawing himself closer to his adoptive parents.
"We're you parents! You can't harm us!" Diane stammered. "But see, you aren't his parents, your not even his species..." Tess smirked. "No. You're nothing but... dead." Max smiled, he opened his palm, a white light began to spark, he was closing in for the kill.