Disclaimer: Roswell unfortunately does not belong to me loves.

Author's Note: Haha, anyone who has read my fics before knows that Im not good at all with updating... and usually I don't... For one, I don't have the time. For two.. I get side tracked VERY easily. Patience.

Summary: Tess and her thoughts on destiny.

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Leaving Roswell Behind

Tess laid in bed, thoughts drifting through her head as usual. She always found herself trying to escape her thoughts around this time, 3:30 am in the morning. She lost so much sleep because of it. Which caused dark circles under her eye's to appear, she was so thankful for her powers so she could conceal them.

Many people who didn't know her, what she was capable of would be very surprised that she actually lost sleep because of her thoughts. The thoughts that ran through her head every night was not what the other race of her kind on earth in Roswell thought about she knew. If they had constant thoughts on their Destiny, they wouldn't be so foolish... and careless as they were now.

That's what she thought about; Destiny. As well as everyone and everything that were in it. For example...

She grew up with Nascedo, she has had many year's and time to think about her destiny. Being raised by a alien like her, who constantly talked to her about her past.. As Queen Ava... As well as Zan, Vilandra and Rath. He always made her know that she was meant to be with Zan's future self, the true king.. Which was Max.

She believed that.. Until she arrived in Roswell and saw Max..and Liz together. Surprisingly, her heart did not break as everyone expected it would.. She didn't love him. She didn't whatsoever. Zan and Max were completely different.

Max was not a leader, the destined king of Antar... he was a mere boy trying to fit into a world he was raised in, not the world he was chosen to rule.

Zan was fearless, brave as ever. He always knew how to handle any kind of situation, he knew how to make Ava feel protected..just by holding her in his arms. Tess knew that by past feelings she was given by her past self.

Realizing right off that Max and Zan were completely different made her realize that even though she was raised to believe that she was so much alike as the woman in the past, the woman she admired... She realized that she was not that woman... Not that Queen who won the heart and soul of the great King of Antar.

Nor will she ever be her. Ava was beautiful, not jealous, kind, compassionate, words couldnt describe.. She was envious of her. She would never be her, never have the soul of her, ...

Realizing this made her realize other things about the other 2 of the four. Rath and Vilandra aka Michael and Isabel.

She had to admit, Michael and Rath were alike in many ways but so different. For one, Rath was nobel.. And even though Michael had his heart in the right place, he wasn't all that nobel. She noticed that whenever he did a good deed, he expected consideration of it. While Rath did not.

Vilandra and Isabel are so different, personality wise. They both still held the beauty of a goddess. The only thing the same was that they were both so cold, secretive in a way. Vilandra betrayed her king, her brother... her planet to Khivar.. Isabel would never do such a thing even though she fears she will somehow.

Tess could go on and on about the differences between their past selve's to present selve's. It was at these time's, when she thought about destiny, how much she hated Nascedo being so cruel to her as a child. Raising her this way, he had no compassion.

Tess sighed and rolled over, facing the window which was open, the cool breeze blowing in. Ever since she arrived in Roswell, she has been so alone. Lonely. She hated it, she never had a real friend in this life time. And she wasnt sure she had a real friend in the past either, she didn't think she did.

Everyone dislike her here just because she brought them the truth, the truth she was told to deliver... ever since she was a child. Ever since she was found naked in the Roswell desert. Her heart ached because of this, she just wanted to be accepted for once... especially by her own kind. She didn't care about Maria, Kyle, Liz, or Alex at first. Only about Max, Michael and Isabel. She craved for their acceptance.

But she got done. Maybe a little from Isabel at first, none from Max or Michael. They were all scared of their past, she knew. They just wanted to fit in, into their new live's. Into the world they remember, but they know they will always be different. And she figured that she just brought more reality to them, and they hated her for that. Even though they were probably wishing for some answers.

Luck was never on her side. She rubbed her eyes, just as tear's started to fall. She didn't care about what Nascedo said, not showing a human weakness. She needed a good cry. And she did have one that night, before she fell asleep... which was when she dreamt about a life worth living.

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