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*Max*

I scowl as Ulyssa doesn't provide any answers to my questions although I'm sure she heard me. It's obvious that she's been listening to our conversations. Of course, even if she did respond, I don't think it would make this decision any easier. It's the proverbial rock and a hard place. Devil and the deep blue sea. Sophie's Choice. Both ways are wrong. Both completely unthinkable. Yet, a choice has to be made...

Frowning, I look around at my friends and I see the lost, disbelieving look in my sister's eyes. She looks practically frantic which is pretty much the same way I feel.

"No! No way! I'm not giving up a child! I'm not being someone's brood mare. No! There has to be another way. There just has to be. Who here is ready to have a child and give it up? Who here agrees with the couples that she's chosen? I see only one true couple was paired up. Maria and Michael. So why did she pair us the way she did?" Isabel asks.

I shake my head, putting my arm around her shoulders holding her close. "No. I don't want to do it. I can't do it. But if we don't -- " I break off as images of that frozen, lifeless, hell flash through my mind again and I shiver. "... it could be worse..."

Biting my lip, I look at Tess. She was the one who told us about me being a king. My child should be a prince or princess of Antar -- my first born should be a ruler, not sold off to some stranger... And yet, if we don't, there will be no children at all, not from me or Isabel either. Antar's royal lineage will end with us. But I can't even say anything about that to the group. I can't say that my child is more important than Maria's or Kyle's. They would love them just as much...

"We need to find some way to stop her, but I haven't the faintest idea how," I admit. We only have an hour before she enacts her nightmare senario. If we had a written document, maybe we could find a loophole. Maybe there'd be a way to pretend to go along with it while we continue to find a way to fight her. It would give us more time, but I don't want to be locked into this impossible agreement...


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Liz Parker

As I stood silently waiting for Ulyssa's reply, her hand flicked out from her robe and suddenly I was flying backwards into the wall. My head cracked against the wall before I slid to the ground in a crumpled heap. My vision began to blur and I could feel the darkness creeping in. I couldn't really tell what was going on, but I could feel a warm strong hand smooth its way through my hair ato the back of my head. A connection opened up and I realized it was Max.

I'm not sure what to think, but I'm glad he rushed over to help me. Instead of focusing on the pain that is slowly fading in my head, I open my heart to Max and send him a quick wave of love as a thank you before our connection is quickly cut off. I start to move and stand up a little unsteadily, blinking my eyes to clear the fuzziness still leftover.

Meanwhile Ulyssa and Max talk, well Ulyssa talks and leaves. She leaves us with an ultimatum and one true hour left to decide.

*Tthis is hopeless. What are we supposed to do? I still love Max...and, even though I'm really young, the idea of having his child...it's perhaps one of my deepest darkest desires...but, I mean since he and Tess...are whatever it is a pipe dream now. But if it were to happen, giving up our child...I might have been strong enough to try and push Max away, but any child of ours would be a different matter. Plus what's with the 'predetermined amount,' even if we do end up going with her plan Max and I will have to be doing it like bunnies...I mean not that I would have minded...er..mind...okay this is no time to be horny Elizabeth Claudia Parker! Get your mind back to the crisis at hand.*

I hear Max yell out for Ulyssa to wait, but again she is gone without answering all of our questions. Max shouts out loud, "How many? One child per couple and that's it? Or is this open-ended?"

* I had assumed that she had only wanted our first-borns. But it was a good question...I didn't want to be end up an eternal baby-making machine for a powerful sorceress.*

"No! No way! I'm not giving up a child! I'm not being someone's brood mare. No! There has to be another way. There just has to be. Who here is ready to have a child and give it up? Who here agrees with the couples that she's chosen? I see only one true couple was paired up. Maria and Michael. So why did she pair us the way she did?" Isabel asks.

"Could you accept things under these sorts of conditions?" Isabel asks looking towards Alex. Though I'm sure she meant the question for all of us also.

*I agreed with Isabel underlying answer to her own question...I didn't think I could accept having to do any of this...but it seemed almost that we have no choice.*

Max goes over and holds his sister in his arms. I can see her shaking like a leaf in a storm. Max says outloud, "No. I don't want to do it. I can't do it. But if we don't -- ... it could be worse..."

"We need to find some way to stop her, but I haven't the faintest idea how," Max says.

"So than what do we do in the meantime? Wait till our time is up and sign the parchment or sign it now? Because I have the feeling that one way or another Ulyssa will get our signatures on that darn thing..."

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ooc: Changed post, let me know if any problem. Where is everyone?

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OOC - I'm still here ... kinda hoping for a Ulyssa post, or reactions from the others. But since you've expanded your Liz so nicely, maybe I can do something. ... Any chance of the answers to Max's questions appearing on the parchement Emmylala?

*Max*

"So than what do we do in the meantime? Liz asks. "Wait till our time is up and sign the parchment or sign it now? Because I have the feeling that one way or another Ulyssa will get our signatures on that darn thing..."

Frowing, I can't help but give a small nod at her words. I think we're stuck, but I can't accept that yet. But I know I don't want to be caught unaware.

"First things first," I think. I give my sister's shoulders another gentle squeeze before releasing her. Then I walk into Michael's kitchen and get a timer. I set it for fifty minutes. Even with the brief bit of conversation we've had so far I'm sure that less than five minutes have passed. This will give us time to sign it, if that's the decision, before time is up.

"This is all or nothing," I say, sitting down and facing them all. "It won't mean anything if some sign and some don't. We need answers. What exactly she wants, how it'll happen, what exactly will occur if she doesn't."

What we really need is more information about Ulyssa herself. She's obviously warped and twisted, but can we trust her? There's no way to know that what she's proposing is actually even the truth of what she wants.

"If this parchment won't give us those answers, then we need options. Does anyone have any ideas at all?" I ask although I know I'm hoping for the impossible. I can't think of a single option myself, save signing it while continuing to look for a loophole but that seems far too iffy when we don't even have rules to look for a loophole in...

Michael

As Ulyssa disappears into thin air, her disembodied voice booms from somewhere in the shadows.

"One child from each of you is all I require. If you provide them for me, you will neither see nor hear from me ever again."

Looking down at the parchment she's asked us to sign, I see that eight lines have formed on it, one for each of us to sign on.

"She wastes no time.." I say to Max, pointing down at the parchment.

Ooc: oh am I a bad poster I'm having an anti-roswell mood week. I don't really know what to post or what's happened and gaaah... I'm so sorry

*Max*

"So I see," I say to Michael, glancing at the parchment. Still no details provided in writing, just a blank page with spaces for our signatures.

"One child from each of you," I say, repeating Ulyssa's words. That doesn't exactly clear it up. "Would that mean eight children? Or four?" Afterall, both parents would be giving up a child, even if it were the same child, right? Or would we have to have two per couple -- two children given up?

How would we ever deal with that while living our lives? Losing eight or even four children, we'd be under suspicion for something, for sure. I'm not sure Sheriff Valenti could help us then, even one or two of them were his own grandbabies...

Actually, now that I've thought of the Sheriff -- If it really has been one full day from when this started, then where is Jim? He should have been back by now. People would have noticed that we didn't show up in school. Wouldn't people be looking for us?

Part of me is screaming that Liz is right. One way or another Ulyssa is going to get our signatures on that paper. We're trapped. We can't let her destroy everything. But giving up our children is just ... impossible.

I shake my head sitting down. "Not that it matters, I suppose. One child or a hundred and one, I don't know how we can do this..." Trouble is, I still don't have any idea how I can refuse her, either...

sorry for the delay- I had writers block and then when it went away I had to go to work - I'll try to put something up tonight

Maria

"Yeah... well all I have to say as that I think all the girls say in this should count double..." I say to them all, "After all, were the ones that would actually have to be having and carrying a freaking child anyway. All you men...acuse me, boys have to do is have some fun!" I say rolling my eyes.... and then what the heck do we know about..." I make a face as I talk, "ya know, the whole human and alien breeding thing....? We are in way over our heads here but it doesn't seem we have a choice."

I lean up against the wall and lean my head back. I could imagine myself telling my mother one day that I had a baby at 16 with an alien, and then I gave the baby up to some werid creature freak in order to save the world.... she would definately have me committed. Though being committed was sounded more and more better by the minute...

*Max*

I bite my lip and give a slow nod at Maria's comment. "Yeah," I say slowly. "You have a point."

A year ago, I wasn't even certain I could have a child with a human. When Nacedo arrived and we found out that we were all part human, I began to think that maybe I could, but I never found out for sure.

I hope that Ulyssa does know. This whole thing would be pointless if we can't actually even concieve children...

"But you don't know what's out there if we refuse her," I add. I can't suppress the shudder that goes through me as I think of that nightmare. "I'm not even sure how long you'd actually have to carry them."

I see Maria's eyes go wide and her jaw starts to drop so I hasten to explain. "No, not because of being part alien. I mean Ulyssa. She hasn't said how old the kids will have to be. We've been thinking newborn, or at least, I have. But she could mean when they're 12 years old. Or, seeing how she manipulates time, it could be before they're born. She's only actually asked for the children to be concieved."

Watching a child grow for years, waiting for Ulyssa to claim them would be worse than giving them up right away, I think. The idea of her stealing our children from the womb is also disturbing, although it would avoid the problems of school and reputations, how things will look to our familes and friends.