Liz takes Isabel to Nicolas
Liz glanced back at Isabel, who was tied tightly in the back seat. She smirked as she thought it, as she began to sing tot he music. Isabel moaned with pain as she slowly opened her eyes. Liz was in the front, listening to music. "I can't get you outta my head" she was singing to t by Kylie.
"Oh, hey! Don't bother trying to get free. I zapped the far part of brain. Your powers won't return for about five more hours, at which time, I'll just zap ya again, so sit back... relax." Liz smirked.
"This song rock!" Liz turned up the volume. Isabel rolled her eyes. "Fitting, isn't?" Isabel said slyly. "I don't think so, why?" Liz was curious. "It's about a girl whose really in love with this guy, but he doesn't love her... she can't get him outta her head." Isabel explained. "Whatever." Liz changed the channel.
Now, Lincoln Park's In the end was playing. "Much better. How fitting... wouldn't you say?" Liz smiled. Isabel was silent.
"You didn't have to do this." Isabel commented. "I would have come, if you had just asked." She said, heart broken. "Aww, what's wrong? Ice Queen feeling emotions?" Liz teased. "That's not fair Liz. You were the closest thing I had to a girl-friend. I'm sorry." Isabel commented. "Don't be. I'm not." Liz shrugged. "We're almost there, put on your battle face baby!" Liz said, kicking the car into gear. Isabel sighed, leaning her face against the glass, listening the lyrics of the music.
'... it doesn't even matter how hard you try... time is a valuable thing... watch the time go... watch you go... it all fell apart... I tried so hard, and got so far, in the end it doesn't even matter... I had to fall to loose it all...'
In the chamber
The silence could have pierced someone's heart. It was so loud that you thought maybe the Earth had fallen away. Then, there was movement. Michael's fingers twitched.
His hand opened, then closed into a fist. He stood up, the rubble, and rock fall off his, creating this cloud of dust and rock. He pulled himself free. Once he regained his air, he began to pull at the rocks that still trapped Tess and Max.
Finally he got to them. When the dust cleared, horror shook him. Tess lay there, covering Max. She'd protected him from the falling rocks. "Oh shit..." Michael coughed, swallowing some of the falling dust. He waved the dust away, and ran to their aid.
Flipping Tess over and checking Max. He began to wake. "Maxwell?" Michael cried. Max painfully sat up. "What happened? Where's Isabel?" He asked, rubbing his head. "Maxwell..." Michael indicated Tess, who lay silently.
He looked up at Michael, for one moment he looked like a lost boy. He flipped her all the way over. Dust, and rock, covered her skin. "Tess..." Max whispered. He ran to back of his hand against her cheek. Putting his ear to her mouth, he listened. "Well?" Michael asked. Max hushed him. "I can't hear anything." Max admitted. "How long was she like this?" Max asked, begin to get a little panicked. "I dun no, I just found her, she was laying on top of you... she protected you." Michael muttered.
"What? Tess what did you do that for!" Max cried. He bent over her, running his fingertips over her lips. Longing for her to wake. Taking a deep breath his kissed her. Just as he was about to stand, her eyes shot open. "Tess?" He harshly wiped the tears away. "Oh, I thought-" He stopped, hugging her. "I wasn't gone, moron!" She hit him. "I'll be damned if I'm gonna die before you!" She teased. Max just smiled.
"Hate to break the moment, but... Isabel?" Michael reminded. They stood up, nodding.
Liz and Isabel
"Here we are." Liz announced. "I'm ready." Isabel took a deep breath. "I didn't ask if you were." Liz smirked. Isabel rolled her eyes at how annoying Liz had become. "Liz. have to tell you something, quickly before you have me killed." Isabel rushed the words. "Well, spit it out! I don't got all day!" Liz tapped her foot. "I wanted to kill you. When Max told me that you knew about us, Michael and I wanted to kill you, but Max wouldn't let us... God knows you'd be dead if it wasn't for him. Don't do this." Isabel pleaded.
Liz sighed. "Isabel, Nicolas isn't gonna kill you. You're the reincarnation of Vilondra... Kivar loves you." Assured. "Kivar is beaten. Tess beat him. Nicolas has his own agenda with us, you have to believe me!" Isabel pleaded, but Liz wouldn't hear it. She dragged her into an abandoned building.
In the background, somewhere music played. Isabel closed her eyes listening to it's words. It was 'Colorblind- by Counting Crows'... 'I am colorblind... pull me out from inside... I am ready I am ready I am ready, I am...'
Isabel shuddered at it's meaning in this context. "Nicolas?" Isabel called, her voice echoing in the great mass of the empty building.
Heals could be heard behind her. She turned, and saw Liz kneeling before Nicolas, with his hand on her head. Liz was violently pushing him away. It dawned on Isabel what was happened. She rushed to Liz's aid. "Stop!" Another voice commanded.
Isabel froze, knowing that voice all to well. She whipped about once more. "Kivar, but how?" Isabel cried. "Aww, shh, baby, shh..." He walked up to her, embracing her. Isabel sobbed, crying on his shoulder. Half of her wanted to kill him, the other wanted his warn arms to devour her. "You ready?" He asked. Isabel sniffled slightly. "I am ready." She said bluntly.
He smiled. She closed her eyes. He raised his hand, touching her eyelids. When her eyes fluttered open again, they were black, and misty. "Is that my sweet-heart?" Kivar asked, sweetly. "You know it." Isabel breathed, running her hand through his, and intertwining their fingers.
In the Chamber
Michael was heavy with anger. Max was still being slow to take action. This annoyed Michael more than ever. He needed to get Isabel back, and felt like it would never be done, if Max didn't start to take control. "I understand!" Max shot back. They were fighting. Tess was watching, moving her eyes back and forth, silently.
"I don't think you do!" He snapped. "Of course I do!" "Than do something!" He yelled. "I can't, I have no idea where she is! What good will it do to reveal ourselves?" Max crossed his arms. "You make no move when thing get hairy, but expect me to sit back and God... watch them take her- again?" Michael asked, heaving for air. "Of course not, but what options do I have? Hmm? I have to know facts, things I can use to get her back, to know where she is." Max placed his hand on Michael's back, calming him.
Tess sighed, frustrated. "He's right." She said, flatly. "You always take his side!" He announced. "Thar's so not true!" Tess argued. "Yes it is!" Michael insisted. "No. Its just that int his case, we need more facts before we go running after her. Don't you remember, this is what happened last time?" Tess reminded.
Michael and Max both remained silent. "Obviously not." She rolled her eyes. "Vilondra wasn't taken away- she left. She wanted control, and Kivar offered her that. If he does so again, as much as I trust Iz. Vilondra will win." Tess cautioned. "Then we get Iz, before Vilondra has a chance to come out." Michael sighed.
"No. It's not that easy. Each of us are our own people. But we all have our basic personality from before. Max and his lenient nature. Michael, the way you like to charge into things. My- stubbornness." The other would have chosen another word, but they got the point.
"So what are you implying?" Max asked. "Nothing." Tess didn't want to say it. "Are you saying Iz is gonna betray us again? Because it's in her to do so?" Max was growing angry. "I'm just saying, we can't fight who we are. And, if.. if it is there, then she won't fight it, she won't be able to." Tess warned. They stayed silent.
The abandoned building
Kivar walked up to Nicolas, hand in hand with Isabel. "My love has come back." He lifted their joined hands, showing him. "That's wonderful." Nicolas rolled his eyes. "You're not pleased?" He grew weary of his servant. "I am, of course I am." He insisted.
"Good. Then you'll leave us be." Isabel interrupted. "Of course." Nicolas bowed, leaving them alone. "She's still inside me. I can hear her whispers. She wants out." Isabel grabbed Kivar. "Get her out!" She panicked. "Sh. Vilondra, dear. She'll get out once she has gotten home, where she belongs- with me." Kivar insisted. "I can't wait. We'll go now." She ordered. "Now?" Kivar didn't like that. "Well, why not?" She asked. "I don't have complete control anymore. They support Ava- their Queen." Kivar explained. "Well, once I get there, they will follow me, like the sheep they are- and forget all about Ava." Isabel insisted.
"Zan, and the other guy will come for you. What will you have me do, kill them?" Kivar asked, smugly. "If you must." Isabel shrugged. Kivar pulled away. he didn't like the feeling he was getting. "I won't." He sternly corrected her. "What? You disobey me?" Isabel asked. "I can not loose you again. We lost each other once before, because you wouldn't wait. I won't make that mistake again. I won't kill them, unless I have to." Kivar explained.
Isabel smiled, touching Kivar's cheek. "Sh..." She bent over and kissed it. "Maybe, but perhaps they try to get Isabel back, then what? Look into my eyes." Isabel brought his gaze over to her eyes. The black piercing his soul. "I love you. I am your Queen. No one will ever take that away. Not marriage, nor death. Nothing." Isabel assured. He smiled back, embracing her. "Vilondra." He sighed, kissing her, deeply on the mouth.
Nicolas watched from a distance, with disgust. He wanted Max dead, and all the others. He'd have to get Isabel back to do it.
Kivar broke away from Isabel. "I'll be right back." He assured, walking out and leaving her alone. Nicolas came up to her. Isabel smirked. "You couldn't have chosen a more- commanding body? You look so strange- old man." Isabel teased. Nicolas stayed silent, touching Isabel forehead. When he released, Isabel's eyes had gone back to normal.
"Nicolas- get off me!" Isabel shoved him away. Nicolas backed away, and left her alone, weeping. Kivar walked back in and few minutes later to find her crying. "Vilondra?" He questioned. Isabel froze. "I'm not Vilondra! I'm not that killer!" She yelled turning around. Kivar was shocked to see her eyes. "Yes you are!" He grabbed her. "You will always be her. You will always be my love. I don't care what body you wear! I'll love you till the stars themselves fall free from the sky!" Kivar announced.
"You don't love me!" She pushed him away. "You took advantage of me, made me do those things!" Isabel yelled. "I'd never-" But he was interrupted. "I love Michael, or is it Jesse... no… I do love you?" Isabel slid against the wall, running her fingers through her hair. Shaking back an forth muttering things under her breath.
Kivar was heartbroken and angry. He reached out to touch her, but she refused to let him. "I'll be back." He said in a soothing voice, just before he left. He reached down and dropped a folder at her feet, then left her alone, to cry.
In Roswell
They had stared at nothing, but the walls for what seemed like days. When someone entered the chamber. Max stood up, ready to do battle with them. "Get out!" He snapped. "I have a deal to make with you." Nicolas announced. "Get out!" Max snapped again. Michael grabbed his arm, nodding no. "What is it." He asked, walking up to the boy like figure, and leaving Max and Tess. "Isabel is being held hostage- I will tell you where she is, if you swear to release your contract on the throne." Nicolas explained.
"And give it to who?" Max asked. Nicolas smirked. "Me." He laughed. "No way." Max shook his head. "Then Isabel will die." Nicolas shrugged. "Wait!" Michael cried. "Ah… the lover." Nicolas smiled. "Can I be frank with you?" He asked. Michael just gave him a look. "I loved Lonnie. Not that city trash you're thinking of- I mean Princess Vilondra. I loved her from afar, never receiving her kindness, nothing but her hatred. When she came to Kivar, and told him that she'd do whatever was needed to get the power, I thought finally she'd show me some. But nothing came of it. I can not wait for her anymore." Nicolas turned away from them and began to walked out.
"We'll come." Tess announced. Everyone turned to her. "We'll come." She repeated. Max seemed angry that he took action without asking him first. But both she and Michael had grown tired of waiting.