Made
For You
By Magikhands
Category: UC & CC
Rating: R for now to be safe (Most likely NC-17 later on)
Disclaimer: I own none of the Characters here, they belong to anyone associated
to Roswell (I guess)...I own nothing but the idea of this story, just borrowing
the characters
Summary: I really hate this part. Let's see, Max, Michael, Tess and Isabel grow
up in Roswell and finally go home to Antar but what they find there is not what
was expected...That's it, you'll just have to read to find out more. Enjoy
Thanks to Yelsir for the banner!!
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Chapter 1
He looked
around the small, sterile, white room he was in and wondered why he wasn’t at
home in his safe, comfortable room, sleeping in his warm bed.
Looking across the room he felt a small amount of comfort seeing his best
friend sitting much like he was, back against a wall, knees drawn up, arms
resting on them. They both wore
white scrub pants, their chests bare.
Michael
looked up and silently communicated his understanding, telling him that this was
not his fault. They had all made
this decision. Max was glad that
their connection had not been severed. He
had to hope that their captures did not know about it. It was the only thing
keeping him sane at that moment.
Max thought
back on how they had come to this place and time and blamed himself.
The others looked to him for answers and guidance. Had always been that
way. He felt responsible for them.
They were his family.
He, Michael,
Tess and Isabel had emerged from their pods about 13 years before, near
The four
found each other when they all started the second grade.
Since then, they have been almost inseparable.
They sensed that they were different from the beginning and kept no close
ties except with each other. By the age of 9, they began to develop their
abilities that they knew that others could not do. They each had had unique
gifts but also many that they shared.
The four
swore never to tell anyone their secret including their parents for safety.
Living in
Sheriff
Valenti drove the Evans home and stayed wanting answers to what he’d seen Max
do. He could see the terror that
etched Max’s face but with Isabel’s urging he finally told the three adults
about Isabel, Michael, Tess and himself. The Evans took it surprisingly well and
immediately regretted not finding Michael and Tess as well.
Though the two had always been around, the Evans now made sure that
Michael and Tess were more included in their family, feeling that they were.
It was the
Sheriff that shocked the kids most by immediately protecting the four teens and
taking them under his wing. Especially
Tess. He felt drawn to her. He knew
that her father was gone for long periods of time, leaving her to fend for
herself or staying with the Evans. He
never liked the thought of her by herself so he always looked out for her in the
background through the years. Unknown to them, Valenti had been watching the
four for many years, sensing something different about them.
They were four children found in the desert close to the same time, in
the same condition and could not remember anything before being found then had
to be taught everything much like an infant.
When the
four teens turned 18 they began having dreams.
These dreams gave them information on who they were, where they were
from. They learned that Max was a
King, married to Tess. Michael was a
General, Max’s second, and married to Isabel. With the memories of a past
life, they knew that it would not be so in this life.
They each felt as if they had someone out there waiting for them
somewhere. Someone they were made for. Eventually they found the pod chamber and
Granilith along with their way back to Antar, where they had been born then
engineered.
After many
argument and deliberations, the four decided to finally travel to Antar for
answers. They were 19 and knew that
they would never be able to go forward in life without finding out their
complete past and why they were sent to Earth.
The Evans and Valenti did not want them to go but supported their
decision, knowing that it was a difficult one. The four grieved the day they
entered the Granolith, not knowing if they’d ever see their families or Earth
again.
Max
remembered that within moments of arriving on Antar, deep in the woods, they had
been captured. Each of them had
fought back but their powers drained quickly and were soon overtaken.
Once they reached what looked to be a palace they were separated.
He and Michael in this small, white room and Isabel and Tess taken
elsewhere. He could feel them, that
they were well but with the distance between them, he was unable to communicate
directly with them.
Max again
looked around the room, his eyes landing on the door.
They did not really know how long they’d been in there.
There were no windows in the room so no way to track the day and night.
He estimated about three days. The
only people they had seen since being placed in the room were ones wearing
medical garments. He and Michael had
received three shots that had suppressed their powers and made them weak.
During that time, they had been given little to eat and tests were done
on them. Michael fought each time the medical people came in but they had powers
and strength, enabling them to hold them down with little effort.
Still, Michael was persistent. Max
tried to intervene but found himself thrown against a wall or pinned to the
floor for his efforts.
. The first
day was the hardest for them. They
were each held to a table with the use of powers and the medical people poked
and prodded them in every imaginable place causing pain and discomfort they
never imagined. Samples of skin, hair and blood were taken.
They had even had semen drawn from the bodies to be tested. He and
Michael were helpless and could nothing but try to keep their sanity hoping the
girls were not experiencing the same. But
through Max’s connection, they knew that they were.
The door to
the room opened and both Michael and Max looked up from their positions
expecting to see another team of medical personnel for more agonizing tests.
What they saw was a petite brunette enter the room and stand just inside
the door looking down at the two.
“So this
is what has become of the great King Zan and his mighty commander Rath.
Two weak hybrids.”
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On the first
day of their capture, Isabel and Tess were treated much the same as Michael and
Max. They were held to a table with nothing but a sheet over them while tests
were performed and samples taken. After
that they were taken to another room, one that was not sterile white but painted
a pastel blue and housed a large bed for them to share.
There was also a small bathroom that they were able to shower in.
They were given the same injections that repressed their powers leaving
them with a weak feeling. They had been given scrubs to wear and were left alone
except for the visits from the medical personnel doing more tests. They could
feel Max and Michael through their connection but it was weak but at least they
knew that they were alive.
After the
third injection their door opened and a young, blue eyed, brown haired man
walked in.
“Queen Ava.
Princess Vilandra.” He said
walking into the room watching as the two women moved closer to each other on
the bed.
“Who are
you? What do you want from us?”
Tess asked trying to keep her voice steady.
She knew that they needed to keep a clear head if they were going to find
out any information but her insides were quaking from fear.
This was the first time anyone had spoken to them and she wanted answers
and she knew this man had them. She
squared her shoulders and sat straighter, looking him in the eye.
Those soft yet intense blue eyes. “Why
are you keeping us here and doing these things to us?
What did we ever do to you?”
He looked at
the women before him. His job here
was sensitive. He looked to Vilandra and saw that she was an emotional time bomb
just waiting to explode. The medical staff was complaining about her
aggressiveness and violent outbursts. He
turned his attention to Ava who sat straight and kept eye contact with him, icy
blue eyes that demanded answers.
“My name
is Kyle. I know that you are
confused and scared but all of your answers will eventually be answered.
The injections you have been receiving are for your protection.
I am here to suggest that you not fight it or the people administering
the tests. They are just doing their
jobs.” He said eyeing the various
bruises that covered the girl’s arms.
“What do
you mean for our protection?” Isabel
finally found her voice though it was shaky.
“Your
powers are weak. Though your bodies
are matured, your powers are on the level of a 9 year old.
We know that you will try to escape using them and to use them against
anyone here would be suicide. You
are wanted alive and unharmed.”
“But…”
Isabel started but Kyle quickly cut her off.
“Our
intentions will be revealed soon. Until
then just stay put and don’t cause any more problems” Kyle turned to leave
when Tess’s voice stopped him.
“What
about Max and Michael? Where are
they? Are they OK?”
Kyle
didn’t understand where the sudden tightening of his stomach came from when he
heard Ava mention the King’s Earthly name.
Kyle continued out the door without looking back leaving them with
“They are fine.”
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Michael and
Max stood and looked down at the petite girl.
She was young about their age. Her long brown hair flowed loosely around
her shoulders. Her large brown eyes
were intense and somewhat hardened. Michael
approached her firing questions.
“Who the
hell are you? Where are Isabel and
Tess? Why are you holding us here?
What do you want?”
Liz looked
at Max but raised her hand to the one coming at her.
Michael suddenly flew back to the wall slamming hard into it, knocking
the breath out of him and he slid to the floor.
“I see he
still has Rath’s temper but Rath always kept it under control.”
Max wanted
to go to his friend but he was unsure that if he moved, would she do the same to
him? He’d had enough of being thrown around. Unlike Michael he’d learned not
to mess with these people. But he needed some answers. He could feel the immense
power flowing form this small woman. “Who are you?” he asked through
clenched teeth, holding his anger in check.
She turned
to Michael who was once more on his feet and headed toward her again, his anger
evident on his face.
“Stop.”
She commanded. Michael’s feet
froze to the floor and he was unable to move.
He looked at her and started a string of cursing, directed at her.
“Michael!”
Max barked getting his friend’s attention.
With one look Michael closed his mouth and scowled at the woman.
Max looked back at her, waiting for an answer.
“Impressive.”
She said looking him up and down. She
could not help the appreciation she felt for the beauty of his body and handsome
face but when she turned her attention to the Commander, a fire ignited deep in
her stomach warming her body. She
forced her eyes back to Zan. “My
name is Liz.”
“What do
you want from us?”
“That
right now is a complicated question. Just
know that if you were not important, you would already be dead.”
She eyed them both. Her voice was harsh with a hint of contempt.
“I’ve come to tell you to stop fighting with everyone who enters.
You are needed unharmed and you need not be hurt more than you already
are.” She indicated the bruising
that littered their exposed upper bodies.
“This is
bullshit. You can’t keep us here
and experiment on us.” Michael
practically shouted. He’d always
feared what would happen if they were found out on Earth.
Now they finally get to where they come from only to find that his
nightmares are coming true.
Liz
approached Michael and looked up in his eyes.
She sensed fear under the anger. “You
made the choice to come back here. You could have easily lived out the rest of
your lives on Earth.” Liz knew
that Khivar had planned to get the Royal Four within a couple of years but they
did not need to know that. Maybe on
Earth they could have had a chance. “I
just don’t want you getting hurt any more than necessary.”
Her voice became softer with the last sentence.
She reached up and her fingers touched a bruise on his cheek meaning to
heal it.
*She saw a
small boy hiding from someone. Someone
calling his Earth name. Fear tore
through his body, freezing him in place.
*She felt
his fear of being poked, prodded and cut open and seeing his family treated the
same.
*She watched
as he kissed Vilandra and felt the confusion of emotions.
Liz was not
the only one to see things with her touch.
*He saw her
as a teenager, walking alone, feeling alone, with the weight of the world
resting on her shoulders.
*He felt her
fear that lingered beneath her hard, controlling appearance.
Fear for herself, her family, and…them.
Liz jerked
her hand away from his face, the bruise healed.
Before he could say anything she turned and fled the room.
Max had
stood quietly and watched Liz and Michael’s interaction. He knew something had
happened between the two though she only touched Michael for a second.
When the door closed he felt the hold she had on Michael release and
watched as he went back to a corner and sunk to the floor.
“What
happened Michael?” Max asked
sitting next to his friend.
Michael
shook his head. “I don’t know.
But I do know that we are not going to like the reason we’re here.”
He leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes knowing that Max
was watching him, trying to figure out what went on between him and Liz.
He ignored Max and tried to process the images he’d seen and the
feelings he felt.
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When Liz got
out of the room she released the breath she’d been holding and gasped for air
to fill her lungs.
“Liz.
Are you OK? What happened in there?” a voice sounded behind her.
Liz looked
back and saw her friend. “I need
some air. Let’s go for a walk.
There are some things that need to be changed.”
“Khivar
said no changes.”
“I know
but there has to be if this is going to work.”
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Chapter 2
Isabel paced
the room only to stop to occasionally pound on the door screaming.
Tess sat on the bed and just watched Isabel’s tirade.
She knew that Isabel was past the scared, crying part, she was now pissed
and Tess knew that an angry Isabel was not a good thing.
They now had been given five injections and she figured they’d been
here five days. Isabel was getting
more restless and sometimes very aggressive as time passed. She was not one to
stay in a confined area for long. None
of them were really. It all went
back to the thoughts of what would happen to them if their secret was ever
exposed on Earth. They had seen no one but more medical people since Kyle left
two days ago and both she and Isabel were on the verge of a breakdown.
The door
suddenly opened and Isabel lunged for whoever was coming through before Tess
could stop her. With a flick of the
wrist he sent Isabel reeling back to land on her bottom.
Tess ran to her and helped her up. With
a frustrated yell, Isabel shook Tess off and lunged again at the person who had
just entered the room.
“Stop.”
He commanded. Isabel did just that and was stunned that her body would not move.
She looked up and glared at the dark haired man that stood at the
doorway.
“Where are
Max and Michael? I demand to see my
brothers!” Isabel started yelling. Her
voice was hoarse from its use.
“Isabel.”
He said softly but she continued her ranting not hearing him.
He tried again but she did not listen.
“Enough!” he yelled.
Getting
Isabel’s attention she shut her mouth and closed her eyes expecting him to
throw her back again.
“Isabel”
he said softly. He really hated
yelling but she would not shut up.
She opened
her eyes surprised. Besides Tess, he
was the only one who had used what she thought of as her real name. The medical
personnel had always called her Vilondra and she hated that name.
“My name
is Alex and I will take you to your brothers but you have to do something for
me.”
Isabel eyed
him wearily not knowing if she should trust him.
Her eyes locked with his and suddenly she felt light headed, a little off
balance. “What?”
“Stop
attacking everyone who comes through this door.
People are getting hurt but you are taking the brunt of it.”
“But…”
“Iz.”
Tess warned.
Isabel hung
her head in defeat. “Fine but I
want to see them now.”
“Of
course.” Alex said and looked at Tess who had stood next to Isabel and watched
their interaction with interest. From
his observation of the two sets of hybrids he was glad that there was one that
was calm and level headed in each group. He
wondered how it was that they were never discovered on Earth.
Alex motioned for two men to enter and each took one by the arm.
“Don’t
touch me.” Isabel grounded out, jerking her arm away.
“Isabel.”
Alex said calmly. “If you
want to see Max and Michael, this is necessary.”
Isabel
sighed and allowed the man to take her arm again and lead her out the door.
They were led down a series of hallways until they came to a door where a
guard had just stepped out of a room. Tess
and Isabel knew that Max and Michael were behind the door.
Their connection was strong once more.
“Are they
ready?” Alex asked the guard.
The guard
wiped the sweat from his brow. “Yes
sir. Take a look.”
Alex looked
at the monitor by the door and saw that two men.
He could not help but chuckle. “I
see that you are not the only one who’s been giving us trouble.” He turned
to Isabel who blushed.
Alex opened
the door and let Isabel and Tess enter the white room.
As soon as the door closed behind them, the hold that held Michael and
Max against the wall dropped. Isabel
rushed to Max and embraced him before he could stand on his feet.
Tess went to Michael and helped him up.
The four then embraced making sure that everyone was alright.
They then sat together huddled on the floor making sure that they were
touching the person next to them.
“Max why
is this happening? What did we do so
wrong? We just came here to find out
who we were.” Isabel asked.
“I don’t
think we did anything wrong but who we are or at least were. I think coming back
here may have been a mistake.” Max answered his sister.
He reached out and took her hand trying to comfort her. He could feel her
fear and her Ice Princess façade was long gone. “They want something from us
but I don’t know what.”
“So what?
We wait until they get what they want then kill us?
I don’t think so Maxwell. We need to do something.”
Michael said. He wanted to
get up and pace, maybe punch a wall but he knew that Isabel and Tess needed his
comfort as much as he needed theirs.
“I’m not
saying that but we do need to find out what they want.
Apparently we are important to whoever is holding us but we need some
information before we act on anything.” Max tried to keep his head clear and
calm. Panic would not help them.
“I agree
with Max. I don’t get a sense of
hostility or hatred from Kyle or Alex.”
“Who?”
Max and Michael asked together.
They spent
the next half hour exchanging information that they were told by their
‘visitors’ and tried brain storming, trying to put the pieces together.
During this time they were oblivious to the four sets of eyes they
watched their interaction carefully.
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Chapter 3
The door
suddenly opened and the group jumped to their feet.
Kyle entered and Michael immediately charged him.
Max tried to hold him off but Michael had moved too fast.
“Michael,
don’t.” Tess called out but too
late.
With a flick
of the wrist, much like what Alex had done, both Michael and Max were pinned to
the wall once more by an unseen power that filled the room. Isabel took a step
toward Kyle anger flared in her eyes but Tess anticipated it and stopped her.
“Isabel.
No. This doesn’t help things.”
They both looked back at Michael who was struggling to free himself and Max who
stayed still, his body rigid. They
could see the anger burning in his eyes and how his jaw clenched knowing that if
he could, Kyle would probably be dead now.
Kyle watched
the interaction between the two women, fascinated with the smaller blonde. He
noticed how she looked to the would-be King and his stomach tightened again.
“It’s time to go.” His voice came out harsher than he intended.
“We
don’t want to yet.” Tess said meeting his gaze.
Kyle looked
at the small group and sensed their fear and the dread of separation again.
He could understand how they felt. “It’s
just until your more permanent quarters are ready.” His voice softened.
“Another day or so. I
promise, then you will be together again.” Kyle said keeping his gaze steady.
Tess nodded
and looked once more at Max.
‘It’s
alright. Go. I’ll deal with Michael.’ Max said through their connection. He swore to himself that
if this man harmed either one of them, he’d kill him personally, powers or no
powers.
Tess nodded
and took Isabel’s arms, dragging her out of the door behind Kyle.
While Kyle
was in the room, no one noticed the blonde who stood behind him. It was not
until he left with the girls that she was seen.
“Welcome
to my hell.” She mumbled approaching them.
“Who are
you?” Michael barked. He was
beyond agitated. All he wanted to do was hit someone.
Let someone else feel pain. And
he was also tired of being slammed against the walls and floor.
Max looked
at his friend. ‘If you’d calm down and quit attacking people, maybe
you’d save yourself and me some pain and bruises.’
The girl
looked at Max suddenly, surprise flickered on her face.
She’d just heard what he’d said to the Commander through their
connection. ‘How is that possible?’ she asked herself.
Max’s head
swung to the girl. Did he just hear her in his head?
Michael
sighed knowing that Max was right but he couldn’t help it.
He felt like a caged animal. “Helloooo.
Blondie! I asked a
question.”
She looked
from Max to Michael then back to Max. She’d
never experienced anything like that before but for now she pushed it aside.
She was there for a reason.
“My name
is Maria.” As she went closer to
Michael she could see that his body was rigid as he still fought the power that
held him to the wall. She had to
wonder if he’d ever give up.
‘Not
Michael.’ She
heard in her head. She gave no
indication that she’d heard him and continued to assess the man in front of
her. “Michael, correct? Don’t
look much like a Commander to me.” Her voice held a taunting tone.
“Let me
have my powers back and I’ll show you a Commander.”
Maria
laughed. “I’ve seen your blasts.
Five year olds are stronger and more accurate than you.”
This pissed
off Michael and he began physically struggling again and throwing out curse
words at her. Max could see that her eyes narrowed at Michael and saw a shimmer
that encased Michael’s body. Through
his connection he could feel the pressure put on Michael’s body, slowly
becoming more, pushing the air from his lungs.
“Michael!”
Max barked getting his attention. “That’s
enough.” He said in a quieter but
firm voice. When Michael stopped
moving, the pressure released.
Maria walked
to stand in front of Max. “That
sounded a lot like King Zan.”
“Max.”
he said getting his first look at her soft, glimmering green eyes.
“Hmmm?”
she asked, feeling drawn into his golden depths.
“My name
is Max, not Zan.”
Maria shook
off the lightheadedness and got back to reality.
“Right. Max.” She repeated as if trying out the name. She looked at
both men then walked out of the room. As
soon as the door closed behind her, the hold on Max and Michael released and
they both dropped to the ground.
“This is
total bull Maxwell.” Michael was
still catching his breath from the pressure that had been applied to his chest
but he wanted Max to know what was on his mind.
“We should…”
“Not now
Michael.” Max interrupted.
He crawled over to a corner, his body feeling every bruise that littered
his body, trying to sort out what just happened.
He’d heard Maria’s thoughts, felt her confusion as she looked into
his eyes. He’d only been able to
do that with Michael, Tess, and Isabel. Was
she like them, a hybrid? What about
Liz and the others, Kyle and Alex?
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Chapter 4
Another
injection and a few more less evasive tests later Liz and Maria entered the
room. Michael had finally calmed
down enough to quit attacking everyone who entered the room thanks to Max having
to constantly calm him through their connection.
“Moving
day.” Maria announced brightly as
she looked at the two guys sitting next to each other against a wall.
“Where are
we going?” Max asked.
“To more
suitable quarters. Bigger, with
windows, and fresh air. Let’s
go.” Liz said turning to leave.
When she saw that they did not follow, she turned back and looked at
them. “Don’t you want to get out
of this room?”
“Yes but
how can we trust you?” Michael
glared at her. His mind was still
confused at the images he saw and the emotions he felt from her. Since she first
touched him, he felt drawn to her. She seemed to calm him with her presence.
“You
don’t have a choice really. Now, get up and follow me.”
Liz said firmly making sure her eyes locked with each one.
Feeling much
like puppets, Michael and Max both rose from the floor and walked out of the
room following Liz, Maria following behind them.
The guys had no control over their bodies as they followed Liz down a
series of halls.
“How did
you do that?” Max asked finally
giving up the fight against his body.
“It’s
genetic encoding.” Liz said as if
it was everyday knowledge.
“Genetic
encoding?” What exactly did she
mean? How did she know? Were all
Antarians like that? He hated knowing so little about who they were.
Liz sighed
having little patience for questions. She’d
not slept well the night before and Khivar was not happy with her.
Liz stood in
front of Khivar’s desk waiting for him to acknowledge her presence.
“You have
progress?” He asked without
looking up.
“No
sir.” Liz said and steeled herself
for his reaction. “We need to make
a couple of changes.”
Khivar
looked up at Liz then. “Changes?
No, we stay with my plan.”
“It
won’t work.”
Khivar eyed
the young girl. He had always admired her courage to speak her mind to him.
“What do you propose?”
“Maria and
I need to switch subjects.”
“Absolutely
not. I want the leaders together.”
“I know
that but it won’t work. We don’t
match.”
“What
happened?” Khivar trusted Liz’s
intuition. She’s never led him
wrong, especially concerning the Royal Four.
“When
I’m near Zan, I admit that there’s a connection but it’s weak and forced.
It takes work. But with Rath, it’s
immediate and strong.”
“What
about Maria? What does she think?”
“She
agrees with me. She feels a stronger
connection to Zan than Rath. In fact
she and Rath don’t seem to get along all that well right now.”
Khivar
rubbed his chin in thought. “Zan
is too serious. Maria is so…not
serious.”
“Exactly.
They will balance each other as will Rath and I.”
Khivar took
a deep breath. “Alright Liz. What
else?”
Liz fought
the urge to shift from one foot to another.
She’d never shown her unease before, she would not start now.
“We have to tell them. They
need to know their purpose here.”
Khivar stood
and paced a little before coming before her.
He looked down at her. “Why?”
“From what
I have observed and my interaction with Rath and Zan, I have found that they are
scared and want answers. Who they
are, why they were sent to Earth, why we are holding them here and doing tests
on them. Not getting any answers is
making them uncooperative. They only
came back here to find answers. They
are smarter than you give them credit for. If
we keep this from them, it makes it harder for us to do what we must and you
know that we cannot force them to get results.
Plus they will eventually figure it all out then all of our work would be
for nothing. If they know who they are and why we want them here from the
beginning we can work out the kinks early, gain their trust and eventually do
what is best for their people.”
“How can
you be certain?”
Liz looked
Khivar in the eyes. “I can’t be
certain about any of this but I just sense that this would be the right approach
for the best results.”
Khivar paced
for another moment letting her words roll through his mind.
He trusted her instincts. The
hybrids could not be forced or he would get no results.
He turned to the large window behind his desk and sighed.
“Alright. Do what you need
to do, just keep me posted with daily reports.”
“Yes, your
Majesty.” Liz said and left the
room to meet with the others.
“Yes”
she answered. “The scientist who engineered you placed inside of your DNA a
genetic mechanism that makes you follow orders from certain people.
Antarians have used this technology on Protectors for Royalty for
hundreds of years.”
“So who is
it that could order us like that? Obviously
you.” Michael was curious at who
he would have no choice but to do as they say.
He did not like this at all. If
they were Royalty, why would the scientists do that to them?
“Just the
four of us. Maria, Alex, Kyle and
I.”
“Why just
you four? Why are you special?”
“No one
knows.”
“What do
you mean no one knows? You
apparently know. Why don’t they
ask the ones that made us?” Michael
demanded, his agitation rising again.
Liz sighed.
“Enough. No more questions
right now. We’ll explain
everything later tonight.”
They stopped
in front of a door; Maria reached around them and opened it while Liz led the
way in. They stepped into a large
round room. It consisted of a
kitchen area, dining area with a large round table and chairs, then an area with
a couple of couches. It was
decorated in light colors and brightly lit.
In the center of the ceiling was a big glass roof that allowed natural
sunlight to enter along with giving them a view of the stars at night.
At equal intervals around the living area were four doorways that led
into private rooms. Beside each
opening was a control panel and one of the hybrids’ names.
Isabel and
Tess entered the room followed by Alex and Kyle.
The girls immediately embraced Max and Michael while Kyle and Alex joined
Maria and Liz. The two sets of four
looked at each other, sizing up the other group. This was the first time the
eight were together. Max felt something shift in the room. He wasn’t sure what
it was or if it was good for them but he knew that these four would be forever
linked to him and his family. Liz looked at the hybrids and her stomach clinched
feeling that things would not happen as Khivar planned.
“What is
this place?” Isabel asked.
“This is
your new quarters. Each one of you
has your own room. The doors inside
the rooms lead to the outside but do not try to use them.
They will only open to one of us.”
Liz informed them. “For
now, I need you to each go to your room.”
Her voice and expression was soft and kind but the tone carried an order
that the hybrids could not ignore. Once
each was in their assigned room, a shield came up over the entrance as Liz or
one of the others placed their hand on the control panel.
Once everything was set, they left the hybrids.
Tess lightly
touched the shield and jerked her hand back quickly as a shock ran through her
hand. “Guys, don’t touch the
shields. They shock.”
She warned knowing that Michael or Isabel would try something.
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Part 5
Sometime
later two medical personnel entered the large living space followed by Liz and
the others. Each stood by a door of
a hybrid and watched the team set up a table and some equipment.
‘Maria?’
Maria was
surprised to Max’s voice inside her mind and swung her head to where he stood
near the shield. Her green eyes met
his amber. She quickly looked back
at the medical team trying to ignore what she’d just felt.
‘Maria,
what are they going to do to us?’ Max calmly asked. His
suspicion of their connection was confirmed when she had turned and looked at
him and their eyes met. He was a
little taken back by the feeling that ran through him.
Maria paused
a moment deciding if she should tell him. ‘They are going to implant a chip
in each of you so that we can control your powers.’
She was met
with silence. No more questions, no
protests. She took this as his
acceptance of what she told him.
When the
team finished, one looked to Liz. “Who
is first?”
“I say the
fearless King is first.” Kyle said
quickly. He’d been watching Tess
and hated how she kept looking to Max for comfort or approval.
Jealousy seeped into his veins.
Liz nodded
to Maria who lowered Max’s shield. She
took his hand and was glad that he did not pull away or protest.
In fact the warmth from his hand ran up her arm and left her a little
lightheaded. She led him to the
table and had him lie face down on the table.
Max took
several deep breaths unsure exactly what was going to happen but felt that he
could trust Maria and not be harmed. Suddenly
he felt a sharp pinch in the back of his neck.
He stiffened and a small yelp escaped as the pain intensified for just a
second before it backed off. He felt
lightheaded and the other’s voices filled his head asking if he was alright.
The voices were loud and left his head aching but the one that he felt
the most was Maria’s. He could
feel her distress. With much effort
he pushed out all the noise.
‘I’m
fine.’ He sent
out to the four of them. He could
feel Maria’s distress calm as she soothed him mentally.
Max was
grateful for Maria’s assistance off the table then her support as she took him
to a couch. He still felt
lightheaded and weak, the headache still strong.
Alex opened
Isabel’s door next but she had taken several steps back from the shield and
just stood there shaking her head, looking ready to flee at the first chance.
“No. You
are not going to do that to me. What
did they do? No more.
I’m tired of all of this.” She
started to yell, her voice getting higher with each word as she began to panic.
Max felt
every word she said pound against his head making the pain worse.
He lifted his head form his hands and looked to where Isabel stood.
“Isabel!”
he barked wincing at the pain his words brought. “Just do it.” He said
softer, pleading with his sister. He
didn’t want anymore harm to come to any of them knowing that they would force
her to do this anyhow.
“Isabel.”
Alex called to her softly, holding out a hand to her.
She looked
into his soft blue eyes. She could
sense his caring and kindness and could tell that he was a good guy but she had
trouble trusting her feelings with the predicament they were in.
Seeing no way around it she finally took Alex’s hand and let him lead
her to the table.
After
Isabel’s chip was inserted, Michael was next.
His face wore a scowl but said nothing as Liz led him to the table.
Tess was last. On the
outside, she looked calm and showed no fear but inside her stomach churned and
was upset. She looked to Max several
times for the encouragement and comfort he sent to her.
Max in turn ignored the heated glare Kyle gave him, concentrating on his
family.
When the
four hybrids each had the chips in place, the medical personnel started packing
their equipment. Max looked at his
family and noticed how each had one of these strangers hovered near them as
Maria was doing with him. He had to
wonder the significance of it. Once the medical team left, Liz and the others
took the chairs from the kitchen and sat them near the couches.
“I think
it is time for us to talk.” Liz
started, suddenly feeling nervous as four sets of eyes turned on her. “You
four are here and alive for an important purpose.”
Suddenly
Isabel rose with her hand covering her mouth.
“Oh god. I’m going to be
sick.” She mumbled and rushed to the kitchen sink to vomit.
Alex was right behind her, grabbing a towel to attend her. Max and
Michael stood also to go after her but abruptly sat back down as nausea and
dizziness overtook them.
Liz watched
as their faces turned pale, fighting the side effects of the chip placement. She
wanted so badly to feel nothing for these four.
It was because of them that she was taken from her parents, family, her
real home but she had observed the love and caring that they held for one
another knowing that the two groups were more alike than she’d first thought.
Liz rose and
went to Michael who sat, taking deep breaths, his eyes closed, trying to calm
the revolt his stomach was creating. She
placed her hand on his neck, the connection immediately flared to life.
She watched
a frustrated Michael running through a worn down, dirty trailer park late at
night. He looked to be 13 years old.
Tears streamed down his face, glass shattering as he passed by some cars.
She could feel his anger, frustration, hurt and loneliness.
The emotions overwhelmed her, making her gasp.
Michael’s
breath caught as he felt her warm energy rush through his body.