Re: Strangers & Milliseconds CC,mature, ch10,pg5 Apr 8, 2013
Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 11:30 am
L-J-L 76:
keepsmiling7:
begonia9508: That has become a new worry for Max
Chapter 11
Still at the safe house, late into the night
Max knew that he and Liz were not in a typical protection program. Witness protection usually sets up identities, house, job and then lets its charges rebuild their lives. The officials keep their eyes on them, but mostly the protectees are on their own to establish themselves. Max and Liz were under constant observation. Max feared that was because if they became an embarrassment, the Max and Liz people would just disappear to be found as victims of an unknown crime some place far away. Max and Liz knew too much. They couldn’t be killed outright. Max and Liz might be needed if witnesses became important.
Now, Max had another problem. Maybe, he should have called 911 emergency. Max reached over to the phone. He lifted the receiver and there was no tone. The bodyguards had to be gone so they had disabled the communication system. Max started thinking, even if they had been here, would the bodyguards have allowed para-medics to get close to either of them? He remembered, “No one, but no one is to know you are alive.” Max did what he instinctively knew and it turned out to be right. A medical emergency would have involved too close of an inspection for them to have allowed. Medical emergencies brought on the quest for records, backgrounds and proofs of insurance. All of this would have opened up questions about their identity.
Max had been studying his blood and that of Liz’s as part of his attempt to understand the difference between humans and himself. Max didn’t know the name for it, but the green particles were what allowed Liz to accept his blood. Gandarium was the name of the particles discovered by Antarians. Gandarium had been created to allow the mixing of DNA of different species. It forced the immune system to accept things it wouldn’t otherwise. Max only knew it as “green stuff.” It would have helped save several months of research for Max if he had been provided with a simple manual that he could read by the Antarians. Max was just thankful that his research had progressed far enough, to help Liz.
Now, whether Liz stayed with him or returned to John Stevens, Max was responsible for her health. No longer, could Liz be allowed to visit a physician. In a millisecond, Max had endangered all of them. Isabel and the two unknowns like her were in great danger if what Max had done to Liz were to be known. He had sent out a signal that the king had healed someone and he had changed the direction of a human’s life. What would happen to Liz next? Would she develop powers or would she become a totally different creature, maybe weaker or stronger than the Roswell aliens. The stories Philip had told Max and Isabel said there were at least two others out there. Now, the number had risen to more than five, the four children and at least someone else. Would Liz add another soul to the list?
When the bodyguards came in that morning they remarked, “Liz, what happened to you?” One had asked pointing to the bandage on her thigh. They noticed that both Max and Liz had a sickly pallor. Everything was noted. If their charges became sick or wounded to the point one of them died, cleanup facilities must be mobilized. It wouldn’t do for either body to be recognized at a safe house run by a government organization. Final word about termination of either or both subjects had still not come down. The higher ups, just couldn’t find enough information about the assassination.
“I scratched my leg on a bush outside. Max patched me up with the first aid kit,” Liz explained.
The explanation was not completely accepted, but for now everything went back to normal.
Max carefully removed the bandage from Liz’s thigh. Even though he was a healer, this close to Liz and the feel of her smooth flesh was troubling to him. “Max, there is hardly a mark where the knife went in,” Liz remarked.
“Yes, Liz, you heal fast,” Max nodded as he inspected the wound. He looked up and he saw Liz frowning.
“Max, why didn’t you call emergency for the paramedics?” she inquired.
“Liz, at the moment I didn’t think of it. Later, I checked the phone lines out. They were all dead,” Max stated.
“Max, had your research gone far enough that you believed your blood was compatible with mine?” Liz asked.
“Yes, Liz, but I may have passed on an affliction that I bare, to you. You must be careful to going to a hospital or having your blood checked,” Max explained fearfully.
“Max, is that your secret? Do you have some mysterious blood disease? She inquired.
“Something like that, Liz. It isn’t fatal or anything. We need to have a long talk. I need you to start helping me in my lab. One side effect is that it increases your immune system. We will have to see what other side affects you develop. It is a secret that must be kept from the bodyguards.” Max thought maybe this was a blessing. He was at a point where he needed help with his research. Liz was a trained biologist. He would have to see if he had somehow ruined her chances with John. He would be careful until they both knew more about this. He could now, open up a little more with Liz.
In Roswell
Isabel woke up clutching Alex. “Max is alive. I just felt him. I don’t know where he is, but he is alive,” She stated.
Michael woke up. He had no idea of why. There was a new feeling in his mind. He, now, knew about Isabel and Tess. There was something new that he didn’t know about.
Tess woke up also. Damn, the king has healed someone. He no longer can remain totally hidden. Especially if the king didn’t know or understand about the danger he was in or what his powers generated. Tess prepared herself. Nasedo would be back in Roswell soon. Tess would have to cancel all contact with Kyle for a time. Kyle did not have the reputation of waiting for anyone. Would he wait for her? Did she care? Worry about a human was a new emotion for her to contend with. How much did she care about Kyle? That she didn’t know. If she was presented to the king, Tess knew that she had no choice. Get impregnated, go to Antar and watch his execution. Her only joy after that event would be in the care of her son. Tess did know that she could only produce sons.
Somewhere back East
Nasedo felt it. The king had become uncloaked. He now was visible for anyone who knew how to see. Somewhere, the king had healed someone. All Nasedo knew about where the king was, was that it wasn’t here. For several minutes, Nasedo wondered about Tess. Nasedo knew that Tess was playing around with humans. He could feel it every time he returned. Nasedo beat Tess more for pleasure than as punishment. As long as she didn’t get pregnant, Nasedo didn’t care where she peddled her ass. Nasedo hated the royalty from Antar even if they were only clones of the originals. They were a different species than Nasedo. Their sexual appetites were much different than his. Nasedo knew that these clones had been pumped full of human DNA to mix with the humans where they were to be sent. They were also full of Gandarium. Nasedo understood very little of this, but he did know that it made them able to mix with other species. As a servant, no one had cared whether or not Nasedo wanted to accompany the children. Kivar had made contact with him and proposed his agreement. Create a king in the womb of the queen. Return the present king for execution. Kill the soldier immediately and return the princess as evidence of his loyalty to Kivar. Once this was done, Nasedo had been promised that he could return to his own people and his people would be granted a place in the future. Nasedo was on the way back to Roswell. It would be seen if he thought he needed to beat the queen for any reason he could find.
The Safe house, but it feels a little less safe, now.
Liz, now in a lab coat, was sitting at Max’s desk pouring over his notes. Liz had a doctorate in biology, but much of what Max was doing was science fiction as far as she could tell. He was proposing that an alien could mate with a human and produce a child. The child would be along the genetic lines of Mendel. An alien and a human would produce a hybrid, a mixture of alien and human. Max had several notes beside this statement. Then, Liz was surprised that he wrote a hybrid and a human would have 50% chance of producing a hybrid and a 50% chance of a human. Max was implying that the first mixture had already taken place. Did Max mean that he had evidence that Aliens had already made contact with humans? Did he mean abduction, or encounters of the third kind?
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index ... 525AAGErd6
Then, things got real strange. Max wrote “a hybrid and a hybrid.” He wrote several question marks after this. Did this mean that Max had discovered two or more hybrids who had come from human origin some way? Their off spring would be 50% chance of hybrid and 25% chance of being alien or 25% chance of being human.
This was enough to blow Liz’s mind. If Max hadn’t always been so serious, she would have suspected a joke. Max had talked their handlers out of a lot of money for equipment and supplies. He wasn’t doing this for a joke. Were the handlers in on this? Liz doubted that. The handlers had shown willingness to spend considerable money to keep the witnesses happy and contented.
Liz found a monograph titled, “Maxwell Evans, blood study and DNA work up. Liz found what she was reading strange. It didn’t make much sense. She, then, found a work up of her blood. There were several slides included. She, also, found several blank slides and the forms to fill out a fresh study of her own blood. There was a chart of her DNA, but it had an X marked on it and the words, “No longer relevant.”
In the papers Max had given her, Liz found a blank log marked blood samples. It implied that she should take a blood sample every day for two weeks. Liz pricked her finger with the tool used by technicians. Her blood showed slight changes from what she saw on the slides Max had provided. Liz made notes and then looked more closely at the sample. It had an abnormality. Was that what Max was talking about as his affliction he had unfortunately given her? There were green flakes in her blood stream. The flakes had nothing to do with the blood cells. They just were happily traveling through her blood stream. Liz knew that green usually implied copper compounds of some kind, unless they were totally organic of some unknown origin.
Max had told her nothing. He had just given her his notes and the log to study her own blood. Except for that, he left her alone to pursue his own investigations. He did ask her for blood samples several times.
Crashdown early one morning
Isabel and Alex were having breakfast with Maria and Michael. Isabel found Michael a bit hard to take sometimes, but she found it refreshing to be frank with Maria. They discussed alien and female things with abandon. That was good for Isabel, who had repressed so many questions for so long.
Tess walked up to the table and sat down. “Have any of you seen Kyle lately?” she asked.
“That bastard brother of mine ditched you already?” Maria asked.
Tess shook her head. “I haven’t explained things to him, yet. I had to tell him that I could not see him because Nasedo is returning. Kyle was all for attacking Nasedo, protecting my virtue and such. Nasedo is way too powerful for Kyle to ever confront. I told him to leave it alone. Kyle just stamped off in a huff. Nasedo is coming soon. I can feel it. You have to make sure he doesn’t discover you. Michael he wants to kill and Isabel he wants to abduct. You might want to leave town. If you are still looking for the king, he isn’t around here. You might try the bigger city. Just remember, whatever you feel, Nasedo feels it stronger. Be careful.” Isabel saw that Tess didn’t have the privilege of being friends. Nasedo was a curse on all of them.
On his way to Roswell
Nasedo felt alien influence stronger than ever. “Was that ‘droll’ Tess trying to start an insurrection?” he thought using the derogatory term from his own language. His hatred for the clones was double. Nasedo hated the royals of Antar who commanded him. He also hated the clones, who were the reason he was forced to come here. Maybe, it would soon be over. Aliens collecting together would give off a stronger presence. Round them all up and be off back to Antar and his reward from Kivar.
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Stories by Ken
keepsmiling7:
begonia9508: That has become a new worry for Max
Chapter 11
Still at the safe house, late into the night
Max knew that he and Liz were not in a typical protection program. Witness protection usually sets up identities, house, job and then lets its charges rebuild their lives. The officials keep their eyes on them, but mostly the protectees are on their own to establish themselves. Max and Liz were under constant observation. Max feared that was because if they became an embarrassment, the Max and Liz people would just disappear to be found as victims of an unknown crime some place far away. Max and Liz knew too much. They couldn’t be killed outright. Max and Liz might be needed if witnesses became important.
Now, Max had another problem. Maybe, he should have called 911 emergency. Max reached over to the phone. He lifted the receiver and there was no tone. The bodyguards had to be gone so they had disabled the communication system. Max started thinking, even if they had been here, would the bodyguards have allowed para-medics to get close to either of them? He remembered, “No one, but no one is to know you are alive.” Max did what he instinctively knew and it turned out to be right. A medical emergency would have involved too close of an inspection for them to have allowed. Medical emergencies brought on the quest for records, backgrounds and proofs of insurance. All of this would have opened up questions about their identity.
Max had been studying his blood and that of Liz’s as part of his attempt to understand the difference between humans and himself. Max didn’t know the name for it, but the green particles were what allowed Liz to accept his blood. Gandarium was the name of the particles discovered by Antarians. Gandarium had been created to allow the mixing of DNA of different species. It forced the immune system to accept things it wouldn’t otherwise. Max only knew it as “green stuff.” It would have helped save several months of research for Max if he had been provided with a simple manual that he could read by the Antarians. Max was just thankful that his research had progressed far enough, to help Liz.
Now, whether Liz stayed with him or returned to John Stevens, Max was responsible for her health. No longer, could Liz be allowed to visit a physician. In a millisecond, Max had endangered all of them. Isabel and the two unknowns like her were in great danger if what Max had done to Liz were to be known. He had sent out a signal that the king had healed someone and he had changed the direction of a human’s life. What would happen to Liz next? Would she develop powers or would she become a totally different creature, maybe weaker or stronger than the Roswell aliens. The stories Philip had told Max and Isabel said there were at least two others out there. Now, the number had risen to more than five, the four children and at least someone else. Would Liz add another soul to the list?
When the bodyguards came in that morning they remarked, “Liz, what happened to you?” One had asked pointing to the bandage on her thigh. They noticed that both Max and Liz had a sickly pallor. Everything was noted. If their charges became sick or wounded to the point one of them died, cleanup facilities must be mobilized. It wouldn’t do for either body to be recognized at a safe house run by a government organization. Final word about termination of either or both subjects had still not come down. The higher ups, just couldn’t find enough information about the assassination.
“I scratched my leg on a bush outside. Max patched me up with the first aid kit,” Liz explained.
The explanation was not completely accepted, but for now everything went back to normal.
Max carefully removed the bandage from Liz’s thigh. Even though he was a healer, this close to Liz and the feel of her smooth flesh was troubling to him. “Max, there is hardly a mark where the knife went in,” Liz remarked.
“Yes, Liz, you heal fast,” Max nodded as he inspected the wound. He looked up and he saw Liz frowning.
“Max, why didn’t you call emergency for the paramedics?” she inquired.
“Liz, at the moment I didn’t think of it. Later, I checked the phone lines out. They were all dead,” Max stated.
“Max, had your research gone far enough that you believed your blood was compatible with mine?” Liz asked.
“Yes, Liz, but I may have passed on an affliction that I bare, to you. You must be careful to going to a hospital or having your blood checked,” Max explained fearfully.
“Max, is that your secret? Do you have some mysterious blood disease? She inquired.
“Something like that, Liz. It isn’t fatal or anything. We need to have a long talk. I need you to start helping me in my lab. One side effect is that it increases your immune system. We will have to see what other side affects you develop. It is a secret that must be kept from the bodyguards.” Max thought maybe this was a blessing. He was at a point where he needed help with his research. Liz was a trained biologist. He would have to see if he had somehow ruined her chances with John. He would be careful until they both knew more about this. He could now, open up a little more with Liz.
In Roswell
Isabel woke up clutching Alex. “Max is alive. I just felt him. I don’t know where he is, but he is alive,” She stated.
Michael woke up. He had no idea of why. There was a new feeling in his mind. He, now, knew about Isabel and Tess. There was something new that he didn’t know about.
Tess woke up also. Damn, the king has healed someone. He no longer can remain totally hidden. Especially if the king didn’t know or understand about the danger he was in or what his powers generated. Tess prepared herself. Nasedo would be back in Roswell soon. Tess would have to cancel all contact with Kyle for a time. Kyle did not have the reputation of waiting for anyone. Would he wait for her? Did she care? Worry about a human was a new emotion for her to contend with. How much did she care about Kyle? That she didn’t know. If she was presented to the king, Tess knew that she had no choice. Get impregnated, go to Antar and watch his execution. Her only joy after that event would be in the care of her son. Tess did know that she could only produce sons.
Somewhere back East
Nasedo felt it. The king had become uncloaked. He now was visible for anyone who knew how to see. Somewhere, the king had healed someone. All Nasedo knew about where the king was, was that it wasn’t here. For several minutes, Nasedo wondered about Tess. Nasedo knew that Tess was playing around with humans. He could feel it every time he returned. Nasedo beat Tess more for pleasure than as punishment. As long as she didn’t get pregnant, Nasedo didn’t care where she peddled her ass. Nasedo hated the royalty from Antar even if they were only clones of the originals. They were a different species than Nasedo. Their sexual appetites were much different than his. Nasedo knew that these clones had been pumped full of human DNA to mix with the humans where they were to be sent. They were also full of Gandarium. Nasedo understood very little of this, but he did know that it made them able to mix with other species. As a servant, no one had cared whether or not Nasedo wanted to accompany the children. Kivar had made contact with him and proposed his agreement. Create a king in the womb of the queen. Return the present king for execution. Kill the soldier immediately and return the princess as evidence of his loyalty to Kivar. Once this was done, Nasedo had been promised that he could return to his own people and his people would be granted a place in the future. Nasedo was on the way back to Roswell. It would be seen if he thought he needed to beat the queen for any reason he could find.
The Safe house, but it feels a little less safe, now.
Liz, now in a lab coat, was sitting at Max’s desk pouring over his notes. Liz had a doctorate in biology, but much of what Max was doing was science fiction as far as she could tell. He was proposing that an alien could mate with a human and produce a child. The child would be along the genetic lines of Mendel. An alien and a human would produce a hybrid, a mixture of alien and human. Max had several notes beside this statement. Then, Liz was surprised that he wrote a hybrid and a human would have 50% chance of producing a hybrid and a 50% chance of a human. Max was implying that the first mixture had already taken place. Did Max mean that he had evidence that Aliens had already made contact with humans? Did he mean abduction, or encounters of the third kind?
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index ... 525AAGErd6
Then, things got real strange. Max wrote “a hybrid and a hybrid.” He wrote several question marks after this. Did this mean that Max had discovered two or more hybrids who had come from human origin some way? Their off spring would be 50% chance of hybrid and 25% chance of being alien or 25% chance of being human.
This was enough to blow Liz’s mind. If Max hadn’t always been so serious, she would have suspected a joke. Max had talked their handlers out of a lot of money for equipment and supplies. He wasn’t doing this for a joke. Were the handlers in on this? Liz doubted that. The handlers had shown willingness to spend considerable money to keep the witnesses happy and contented.
Liz found a monograph titled, “Maxwell Evans, blood study and DNA work up. Liz found what she was reading strange. It didn’t make much sense. She, then, found a work up of her blood. There were several slides included. She, also, found several blank slides and the forms to fill out a fresh study of her own blood. There was a chart of her DNA, but it had an X marked on it and the words, “No longer relevant.”
In the papers Max had given her, Liz found a blank log marked blood samples. It implied that she should take a blood sample every day for two weeks. Liz pricked her finger with the tool used by technicians. Her blood showed slight changes from what she saw on the slides Max had provided. Liz made notes and then looked more closely at the sample. It had an abnormality. Was that what Max was talking about as his affliction he had unfortunately given her? There were green flakes in her blood stream. The flakes had nothing to do with the blood cells. They just were happily traveling through her blood stream. Liz knew that green usually implied copper compounds of some kind, unless they were totally organic of some unknown origin.
Max had told her nothing. He had just given her his notes and the log to study her own blood. Except for that, he left her alone to pursue his own investigations. He did ask her for blood samples several times.
Crashdown early one morning
Isabel and Alex were having breakfast with Maria and Michael. Isabel found Michael a bit hard to take sometimes, but she found it refreshing to be frank with Maria. They discussed alien and female things with abandon. That was good for Isabel, who had repressed so many questions for so long.
Tess walked up to the table and sat down. “Have any of you seen Kyle lately?” she asked.
“That bastard brother of mine ditched you already?” Maria asked.
Tess shook her head. “I haven’t explained things to him, yet. I had to tell him that I could not see him because Nasedo is returning. Kyle was all for attacking Nasedo, protecting my virtue and such. Nasedo is way too powerful for Kyle to ever confront. I told him to leave it alone. Kyle just stamped off in a huff. Nasedo is coming soon. I can feel it. You have to make sure he doesn’t discover you. Michael he wants to kill and Isabel he wants to abduct. You might want to leave town. If you are still looking for the king, he isn’t around here. You might try the bigger city. Just remember, whatever you feel, Nasedo feels it stronger. Be careful.” Isabel saw that Tess didn’t have the privilege of being friends. Nasedo was a curse on all of them.
On his way to Roswell
Nasedo felt alien influence stronger than ever. “Was that ‘droll’ Tess trying to start an insurrection?” he thought using the derogatory term from his own language. His hatred for the clones was double. Nasedo hated the royals of Antar who commanded him. He also hated the clones, who were the reason he was forced to come here. Maybe, it would soon be over. Aliens collecting together would give off a stronger presence. Round them all up and be off back to Antar and his reward from Kivar.
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Stories by Ken