Alienation (FF,ADULT, CC & UC)**Recasting**
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Max gives Liz the news and I feel really sorry that we are in this situation to begin with. Why does everyone either want to kill us or lock us up in a lab for experimentation. Humans and Aliens both seem to want us gone.
Everyone seems to get real quite for the moment when my cell phone rings. It has been ringing off the hook this morning but I mostly have let it go to voicemail. This time though I glance at the caller ID in surprise before awnsering it.
"Hello?" I ask in a slightly confused tone. I don't understand why she is calling me of all people. We aren't exactly on very good terms.
"Ava, thank god." she says her french accent harder to understand on the phone. "IS THAT FUCKIN BASTARD WITH YOU? HE NEVER AWNSERS HIS FUCKIN PHONE WHEN I NEED HIM!!!!" she says screaming the last part so that I have to take the phone away from my ear for the moment. I look around and notice Zan is not there. Great, just great.
"Brigett, Zan's not here right now and we had to get rid of his phone because that crazy guy somehow found out his new number." I tell her because I know she referring to Zan's new stalker who seems to have very good connections. Some of the messages he left on Zan's phone were disturbing to say the least.
"Well when you see the asshole tell him we are in the States and we were on our way to Phoenix but now I guess were heading to Roswell since that is were you guys are. We should be there in a few hours." she tells me and I am now even more confused. They weren't supposed to meet up with us till after the Phoenix show.
"Brigett, what's going on?" I ask
"Watch the fuckin news sometime and then maybe you'll know!!!" she says before abruptly hangimg up on me. Well. That went well. I notice a TV in the corner and walk over to turn it on. I flip through the stations before something catches my eye...
Three days ago there was a vicious attack on a nanny in London. The police say that they have never seen anyone killed in such a manner and refuse to enclose any information. The nanny (whose name the police refuse to give out until the family is notified) worked for club manager Brigett Abney. Brigett runs the very popular club The Matrix which is said to be owned by members of the band Alienation.
Abney is also in an on again, off again relationship with the infamous lead singer of the band Alienation, Zander Grey.----At this point the newscaster shows pictures that were obviously taken by a tabloid photographer, Zan and Brigett shopping in Paris, Zan and Brigett hugging in what looked to be a airport terminal, and the last picture was one taken a few years ago, with Briggett pushing a baby carriage and Zan looking very young (he was about 16) following behind her.----
The police don't actually know who is responcible for the murder but they speculate the murderer might have actually been after Abney and Grey's 3 year old daughter, Jayden...
The newscaster went on about Alienation and Zander's temper and blanent sexual ways and drug abuse. I turned off the tV rather quickly. No need for Max to know all that just yet. I turned to look at Dominque. "Brigett's on her way here with Jayden."
Max gives Liz the news and I feel really sorry that we are in this situation to begin with. Why does everyone either want to kill us or lock us up in a lab for experimentation. Humans and Aliens both seem to want us gone.
Everyone seems to get real quite for the moment when my cell phone rings. It has been ringing off the hook this morning but I mostly have let it go to voicemail. This time though I glance at the caller ID in surprise before awnsering it.
"Hello?" I ask in a slightly confused tone. I don't understand why she is calling me of all people. We aren't exactly on very good terms.
"Ava, thank god." she says her french accent harder to understand on the phone. "IS THAT FUCKIN BASTARD WITH YOU? HE NEVER AWNSERS HIS FUCKIN PHONE WHEN I NEED HIM!!!!" she says screaming the last part so that I have to take the phone away from my ear for the moment. I look around and notice Zan is not there. Great, just great.
"Brigett, Zan's not here right now and we had to get rid of his phone because that crazy guy somehow found out his new number." I tell her because I know she referring to Zan's new stalker who seems to have very good connections. Some of the messages he left on Zan's phone were disturbing to say the least.
"Well when you see the asshole tell him we are in the States and we were on our way to Phoenix but now I guess were heading to Roswell since that is were you guys are. We should be there in a few hours." she tells me and I am now even more confused. They weren't supposed to meet up with us till after the Phoenix show.
"Brigett, what's going on?" I ask
"Watch the fuckin news sometime and then maybe you'll know!!!" she says before abruptly hangimg up on me. Well. That went well. I notice a TV in the corner and walk over to turn it on. I flip through the stations before something catches my eye...
Three days ago there was a vicious attack on a nanny in London. The police say that they have never seen anyone killed in such a manner and refuse to enclose any information. The nanny (whose name the police refuse to give out until the family is notified) worked for club manager Brigett Abney. Brigett runs the very popular club The Matrix which is said to be owned by members of the band Alienation.
Abney is also in an on again, off again relationship with the infamous lead singer of the band Alienation, Zander Grey.----At this point the newscaster shows pictures that were obviously taken by a tabloid photographer, Zan and Brigett shopping in Paris, Zan and Brigett hugging in what looked to be a airport terminal, and the last picture was one taken a few years ago, with Briggett pushing a baby carriage and Zan looking very young (he was about 16) following behind her.----
The police don't actually know who is responcible for the murder but they speculate the murderer might have actually been after Abney and Grey's 3 year old daughter, Jayden...
The newscaster went on about Alienation and Zander's temper and blanent sexual ways and drug abuse. I turned off the tV rather quickly. No need for Max to know all that just yet. I turned to look at Dominque. "Brigett's on her way here with Jayden."
*Max*
I’m still waiting to figure out how this is going to sort out. What’s Drake going to do next? I really need to get a chance to talk to Liz and the kids privately – well, Michael and Isabel need to be told, too. I could explain it to everyone at once but I think I’d like to talk to my immediate family first, if possible.
Then everything seems to stop as Ava takes a phone call. I can hear that the person is shouting although I don’t make out the words. From Ava’s responses, it seems to be someone who is angry with Zan. Ava hangs up and turns on the TV, flipping around the stations. “What’s going on?” I ask. She doesn’t answer because right then she stops, watching a news broadcast from London. Terrorism and murder. It sounds horrible but I’m not sure why it affects Ava right now. Then the news mentions Alienation. It’s some friend of Zan’s.
The police don't actually know who is responcible for the murder but they speculate the murderer might have actually been after Abney and Grey's 3 year old daughter, Jayden...
Gray’s three-year old daughter?
“Zan has a daughter?” I ask, feeling stunned. He’s only 19. If the girl is three years old…
“Of course he does. Everybody knows that,” Nathaniel says with a bit of a smirk. “I mean, they never comment about it but people know.”
“Well forgive me for not being obsessed about news about the band. I’m not a teenaged fanatic.” I say a bit defensively. Maybe I should have been. If I had listened a bit instead of actively blocking out the conversation whenever the kids talked about Zan, then maybe this wouldn't all be so much of a surprise.
I’m still not taking it all in. Zan’s a father. His daughter will be in danger, too. God, the nanny was killed in some bizarre way. They’re already after her and her mother is leading them right here. We have to protect her, too. She’s … suddenly my thoughts click on a word that I’d been avoiding. Grandchild. She’s my granddaughter.
I reach out and grab Liz’s hand, steadying my thoughts. “I’m … I’m a grandfather.” I whisper. I'm only 36 years old!
OOC You can decide for yourself if you’re near enough to hear Max’s whisper. I figure Liz and Ava definitely can, but Drake probably can’t. (Max and Liz and Ava are by the stair while I believe Drake is still by the side door going to the alley) But the others – well, you can decide if you want to react.
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I’m still waiting to figure out how this is going to sort out. What’s Drake going to do next? I really need to get a chance to talk to Liz and the kids privately – well, Michael and Isabel need to be told, too. I could explain it to everyone at once but I think I’d like to talk to my immediate family first, if possible.
Then everything seems to stop as Ava takes a phone call. I can hear that the person is shouting although I don’t make out the words. From Ava’s responses, it seems to be someone who is angry with Zan. Ava hangs up and turns on the TV, flipping around the stations. “What’s going on?” I ask. She doesn’t answer because right then she stops, watching a news broadcast from London. Terrorism and murder. It sounds horrible but I’m not sure why it affects Ava right now. Then the news mentions Alienation. It’s some friend of Zan’s.
The police don't actually know who is responcible for the murder but they speculate the murderer might have actually been after Abney and Grey's 3 year old daughter, Jayden...
Gray’s three-year old daughter?
“Zan has a daughter?” I ask, feeling stunned. He’s only 19. If the girl is three years old…
“Of course he does. Everybody knows that,” Nathaniel says with a bit of a smirk. “I mean, they never comment about it but people know.”
“Well forgive me for not being obsessed about news about the band. I’m not a teenaged fanatic.” I say a bit defensively. Maybe I should have been. If I had listened a bit instead of actively blocking out the conversation whenever the kids talked about Zan, then maybe this wouldn't all be so much of a surprise.
I’m still not taking it all in. Zan’s a father. His daughter will be in danger, too. God, the nanny was killed in some bizarre way. They’re already after her and her mother is leading them right here. We have to protect her, too. She’s … suddenly my thoughts click on a word that I’d been avoiding. Grandchild. She’s my granddaughter.
I reach out and grab Liz’s hand, steadying my thoughts. “I’m … I’m a grandfather.” I whisper. I'm only 36 years old!
OOC You can decide for yourself if you’re near enough to hear Max’s whisper. I figure Liz and Ava definitely can, but Drake probably can’t. (Max and Liz and Ava are by the stair while I believe Drake is still by the side door going to the alley) But the others – well, you can decide if you want to react.
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Loxyanissa14
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I glare at the phone in which Ava is holding. I know that french acsent. Brigett. My fears are confirmed when Ava tells me that she is on her way. The only good thing about this is Jayden.
This just gives me another reason to kick Zanny's ass. I hate Brigett but I love Jayden. I smile at the thought of her in the cute punk-rock dress I sent her from russia.
I look at my mum and ask. "So how long until the bitch and my Jayden gets here?"
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I glare at the phone in which Ava is holding. I know that french acsent. Brigett. My fears are confirmed when Ava tells me that she is on her way. The only good thing about this is Jayden.
This just gives me another reason to kick Zanny's ass. I hate Brigett but I love Jayden. I smile at the thought of her in the cute punk-rock dress I sent her from russia.
I look at my mum and ask. "So how long until the bitch and my Jayden gets here?"
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Not all who wander are lost
~Tolkien~
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“I’m … I’m a grandfather.” Max says and I figure its finally hit him. I suppose it would be even more of a shock. I never really thought about it that way before but I guess it sortof makes me a grandmother. EWWWW I can't even think about it.
I start to dig around in my purse while Dominique asks, "So how long until the bitch and my Jayden gets here?"
"She said a few hours and I want you to play nice with her no matter what." I tell her. The last thing I need is Brigett and Dom going at it especially with all that's happening and the fact that Brigett is apartently out for Zan's blood already. I shiver when I think of all the knock down drag outs Zan and Brigett have gotten into over the years. I hope the rest of the plane ride calms her down a bit.
I finally find what I was looking for in my purse and hand a small scrapbook over to Max. It's full of pictures of Jayden, Zan, and Brigett together.
"This is the most recent one." I say pointing to a picture that was taken about a month ago. Jayden's blonde hair is shoulder lengh and curly and for some reason I think she looks alot like Zan in this pic. It seems the older she gets the more she looks like her father. She has Zan's famous eyes that seem to change from intense grey to blue to green depending on the light. And of course now I know for certain where Jayden's blonde curly hair comes from.
Pictures of Jayden:
Baby Pic: http://img250.imageshack.us/img250/8596/ell1rg8.th.png
http://img250.imageshack.us/img250/9397/ellefanningiw6.th.png
http://img250.imageshack.us/img250/2058/01ju6.th.png
Pictures of Brigett:
http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/7695/pnk171ps9.th.png
http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/6427/pnk137lg3.th.png
“I’m … I’m a grandfather.” Max says and I figure its finally hit him. I suppose it would be even more of a shock. I never really thought about it that way before but I guess it sortof makes me a grandmother. EWWWW I can't even think about it.
I start to dig around in my purse while Dominique asks, "So how long until the bitch and my Jayden gets here?"
"She said a few hours and I want you to play nice with her no matter what." I tell her. The last thing I need is Brigett and Dom going at it especially with all that's happening and the fact that Brigett is apartently out for Zan's blood already. I shiver when I think of all the knock down drag outs Zan and Brigett have gotten into over the years. I hope the rest of the plane ride calms her down a bit.
I finally find what I was looking for in my purse and hand a small scrapbook over to Max. It's full of pictures of Jayden, Zan, and Brigett together.
"This is the most recent one." I say pointing to a picture that was taken about a month ago. Jayden's blonde hair is shoulder lengh and curly and for some reason I think she looks alot like Zan in this pic. It seems the older she gets the more she looks like her father. She has Zan's famous eyes that seem to change from intense grey to blue to green depending on the light. And of course now I know for certain where Jayden's blonde curly hair comes from.
Pictures of Jayden:
Baby Pic: http://img250.imageshack.us/img250/8596/ell1rg8.th.png
http://img250.imageshack.us/img250/9397/ellefanningiw6.th.png
http://img250.imageshack.us/img250/2058/01ju6.th.png
Pictures of Brigett:
http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/7695/pnk171ps9.th.png
http://img104.imageshack.us/img104/6427/pnk137lg3.th.png
*Max*
I get a lot from Dominique's short comment. Brigitte is apparently not popular with either her or Ava but she's very fond of Jayden. Then Ava hands me a booklet of photos. Jadyen and her mother, and a couple with Zan in them, too.
"She's adorable," I say as I look over the images of Zan's daughter. My granddaughter. I can't help but think of how Natalie looked at that age. So different but still amazingly cute. I examine the photo that Ava says is most recent. What an odd expression on her small face, almost emotionless. And she's wearing lipstick - on a three-year-old? But it's that oddly neutral expression that makes me think of Zan.
She looks so big. I've missed out on this. When my dad was my age, he'd only just adopted me and Isabel. He'd just become a father. And me -- how can I be a grandfather already?
I get a lot from Dominique's short comment. Brigitte is apparently not popular with either her or Ava but she's very fond of Jayden. Then Ava hands me a booklet of photos. Jadyen and her mother, and a couple with Zan in them, too.
"She's adorable," I say as I look over the images of Zan's daughter. My granddaughter. I can't help but think of how Natalie looked at that age. So different but still amazingly cute. I examine the photo that Ava says is most recent. What an odd expression on her small face, almost emotionless. And she's wearing lipstick - on a three-year-old? But it's that oddly neutral expression that makes me think of Zan.
She looks so big. I've missed out on this. When my dad was my age, he'd only just adopted me and Isabel. He'd just become a father. And me -- how can I be a grandfather already?
*Nathaniel*
I watch as my dad leans over to show the pictures to my mom. I don’t understand why Ava would be sharing them with Dad of all people, or why now. Is he going to be passing them around the room like a show-and-tell project? I thought we had something a bit more important to deal with – Drake says somebody’s trying to kill us, right?
Dad straightens up and looks at everyone. “We have to protect her, too. Drake’s ‘Duke’ and his friends are after Jayden, too.”
“But why?” I ask, feeling confused.
“Because she’s one of us, a hybrid. Somehow, they’ve already found out about that. Brigitte will be leading them right too us, but it’s probably for the best. At least we can help her, ” Dad says, and I still don’t understand. Why is he still talking so openly with Ava and Dominque in the room? I glance at Dominque, wondering if she knows what’s going on here. How could Zan’s kid be a hybrid?
Dad turns his attention to Drake. “Do you have any brothers or sisters?” he asks. “Anybody-else we need to protect?”
I watch as my dad leans over to show the pictures to my mom. I don’t understand why Ava would be sharing them with Dad of all people, or why now. Is he going to be passing them around the room like a show-and-tell project? I thought we had something a bit more important to deal with – Drake says somebody’s trying to kill us, right?
Dad straightens up and looks at everyone. “We have to protect her, too. Drake’s ‘Duke’ and his friends are after Jayden, too.”
“But why?” I ask, feeling confused.
“Because she’s one of us, a hybrid. Somehow, they’ve already found out about that. Brigitte will be leading them right too us, but it’s probably for the best. At least we can help her, ” Dad says, and I still don’t understand. Why is he still talking so openly with Ava and Dominque in the room? I glance at Dominque, wondering if she knows what’s going on here. How could Zan’s kid be a hybrid?
Dad turns his attention to Drake. “Do you have any brothers or sisters?” he asks. “Anybody-else we need to protect?”
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I have no clue what the fuck is going on. Where's Zanny when I need him? Why is this Max think he is fucking in charge of my family? Why did Ava share the pictures of Jayden with him? Why would he care what my Jayden looked like?.....I'm in total confusion.
Max asks Drake a question. My Mum taught me it's rude to interupt a conversation, but at this moment I don't give a damn about being rude.
"What the fuck did you call my Jayden, Max? A hybrid of what? Who would want to hurt her and why are you calling her one of us? We aren't one of you. Jayden's my family. If some one wants to hurt her WE will deal with it." I say to Max well before Drake has time to answer him.
I look to my mum, I hope she'll back me up. I hope she sees we don't need this strange little cult to protect Jayden. These people aren't our family and I would like nothing more than to get the heck out of here.
I have no clue what the fuck is going on. Where's Zanny when I need him? Why is this Max think he is fucking in charge of my family? Why did Ava share the pictures of Jayden with him? Why would he care what my Jayden looked like?.....I'm in total confusion.
Max asks Drake a question. My Mum taught me it's rude to interupt a conversation, but at this moment I don't give a damn about being rude.
"What the fuck did you call my Jayden, Max? A hybrid of what? Who would want to hurt her and why are you calling her one of us? We aren't one of you. Jayden's my family. If some one wants to hurt her WE will deal with it." I say to Max well before Drake has time to answer him.
I look to my mum, I hope she'll back me up. I hope she sees we don't need this strange little cult to protect Jayden. These people aren't our family and I would like nothing more than to get the heck out of here.
Not all who wander are lost
~Tolkien~
~Tolkien~
OOC -- Yay Loxyanissa14. Loved your post!
*Max*
I turn back to Ava's daughter as she starts to object to what's going on. She's the first one to ask. I would like to have waited but it seems that I have to explain now. It would have come out in a little while, anyway.
"Jayden is my family, too," I tell Dominque, firmly although I'm wondering what the right words to explain all this would be. There probably aren't any.
I look up, scanning the faces of my family. This is not the way I way I wanted it to go. Not with Drake here. Do I need him to know all this? Can I just tell the kids that I'll explain later? I don't think so. I just wish we were in a better location. I reach over and put my hand over the panel on the door to the diner, using my powers to seal it shut. I hope none of the waitstaff need to take a break or need Liz for any other reason. I move away from the door again, trusting in the noise of the diner to drown out any words that might carry that far.
"A long time ago, before any of you kids were born, before I was married, I had a child, a son. I had to give him up for adoption so I could keep him safe. Or at least, that's seemed to be the best choice at the time. I never knew what happened to him until today." I meet Michael's eye and then Liz's. "It's not a co-incidence that his name is Zan. He's my son. It was the name his mother gave him. She named him after me."
I turn to Dominque then, trying to stay calm. "I know a lot of people have claimed to be his father, but I was able to prove it in a way nobody can fake." I look back at the rest of the room then, catching Nathaniel and Natalie with my eyes. "Zan is your brother and Jayden is my grand-daughter." Gee, I thought I was getting used to that word but it sounds just as awkward now as it did a couple minutes ago. I know the kids are going to have a lot of questions now. I just hope they'll find some way to understand what I did. Will they hate me?
In spite of that worry, I can't help but smile then, looking at Dominque again. "As for being a hybrid, Dominique -- you should ask your mom."
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*Max*
I turn back to Ava's daughter as she starts to object to what's going on. She's the first one to ask. I would like to have waited but it seems that I have to explain now. It would have come out in a little while, anyway.
"Jayden is my family, too," I tell Dominque, firmly although I'm wondering what the right words to explain all this would be. There probably aren't any.
I look up, scanning the faces of my family. This is not the way I way I wanted it to go. Not with Drake here. Do I need him to know all this? Can I just tell the kids that I'll explain later? I don't think so. I just wish we were in a better location. I reach over and put my hand over the panel on the door to the diner, using my powers to seal it shut. I hope none of the waitstaff need to take a break or need Liz for any other reason. I move away from the door again, trusting in the noise of the diner to drown out any words that might carry that far.
"A long time ago, before any of you kids were born, before I was married, I had a child, a son. I had to give him up for adoption so I could keep him safe. Or at least, that's seemed to be the best choice at the time. I never knew what happened to him until today." I meet Michael's eye and then Liz's. "It's not a co-incidence that his name is Zan. He's my son. It was the name his mother gave him. She named him after me."
I turn to Dominque then, trying to stay calm. "I know a lot of people have claimed to be his father, but I was able to prove it in a way nobody can fake." I look back at the rest of the room then, catching Nathaniel and Natalie with my eyes. "Zan is your brother and Jayden is my grand-daughter." Gee, I thought I was getting used to that word but it sounds just as awkward now as it did a couple minutes ago. I know the kids are going to have a lot of questions now. I just hope they'll find some way to understand what I did. Will they hate me?
In spite of that worry, I can't help but smile then, looking at Dominque again. "As for being a hybrid, Dominique -- you should ask your mom."
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