Roswell Fanatics

*Maria*

“We need to speak to your Second in Command,” The cool chick with the pink hair states scanning the room for something.

Her eyes rest on me making more than a little nervous. “Yo! Blondie! Are you the Second?” she questions me conspicously.

"Who me? Nah! I am 100 percent Grade A human." I laugh whole heartedly.

I point to Michael. "That's Max's #2."

-Michael-

When the pink haired girl starts talking to Maria, I walk over and put a hand on her shoulder in a protective gesture.

"I'm the 2nd in command." I say with confidence, daring her to tell me otherwise. "And I am not human," I add, my grip tightening on Maria's shoulder without me realizing it.

"Max, what the hell is going on here," I say, getting angry. Who are these people and how could they possibly tell us who we are and aren't?

((hopefully this is okay))

*Maria*

"The King’s Second would have been born human.”
Tess's double states insistantly. Then she looks away as if she said too much.

Michael erases the distance between us. Placing his hand on my shoulder he takes the defensive postion.

"I'm the 2nd in command." He replies in an demanding tone.
I know that tone. It's the serious one he uses when I've done something really bad.

"And I am not human," He spouts, his grip tightening on my poor shoulder. What did my shoulder ever do to him? I stand up straighter. I won't say anything. We don't need to look wimpy in front of bad aliens. If i yelled Ouch! and started jumping around in pain we'd look weak. Instead I plaster a fake smile on.

"Max, what the hell is going on here," Michael growls. Hmmm he sure is sexy when he's mad.

*Max*

Tess's double answers for Zan, accusing Maria of being my 'second.' Not only do they look like us, but they know all about the 'king' thing. Well, almost all. They're looking for a 'second' that's a girl who would have been born human? That doesn't make sense...

"Max, what the hell is going on here?" Michael asks. He and Maria are both tossing out my name, so I guess these strangers know who I am by now. Of course, I know Zan, too, so I guess we're even.

"Eight," I tell Michael, relaxing my stance only slightly. "You said that the Captain saw eight fetuses. These must be the others. They're us. Clones," I say, stating what is now completely obvious. They made us twice.

A back-up plan would make sense under the circumstances, but it does confuse the issue of who's expected to go back and save Antar from Khivar. This 'Zan' character seems like a hard-ass in a 'Mad Max' kinda way. Not my idea of a king. Then again, we don't really know what Antar expects in a monarch.

"The communication we got talked about my second and about my sister's fiance. We assumed they were the same person. Are you telling me it's not?" I ask, once again wishing that we'd been given information instead of being abandoned when we were hatched. Wishing that Nacedo had bothered to tell us more about all this before he died. "If he isn't, then where's yours?"

I guess that proves the message in the cave wasn't a live message, but only a recording - one that assumed that there was someone-else there from Antar. But the only other person there was Liz. I don't want another second. I've known Michael my whole life. Some stranger's going to come in and claim that role?

Zan

Ava came right out and asked the (supposedly) human girl if she was the other Second. I raised my eyebrows. Nah, she didn't look it. I made a quick guess of her character and summarised that she was probably a whiny brat. Not the type worthy of being Antar's Second-in-Command. Nothing like Serena.

And I was right. The girl pointed at Raith's copy, saying that he was the Second. No way. Someone had obviously failed to inform them of- something.

Then Ava voiced exactly what I'd been thinking, "The King’s Second would have been born human," she blurted out.

Raith's dupe turned to my double and demanded irritably, "Max, what the hell is going on here?"

So his name was Max. How expected. A sad name for a sad excuse for a king. Wasn't that what people usually named their dogs?

"Eight. You said that the Captain saw eight fetuses. These must be the others. They're us. Clones," Max said. He was quick, I had to give him that much credit. He went on, "The communication we got talked about my second and about my sister's fiance. We assumed they were the same person. Are you telling me it's not? If he isn't, then where's yours?"

"Now that's exactly what we're here for," I said matter-of-factly, shooting a quick glance around the room to see if Serena had found her way back. Where'd she wandered off to now? I turned back to Max and continued, "This guy here? He ain't your Second, trust me. Someone should've made it a point to tell you that. But let's cut to the chase- we're here because we need your Second to help ours."

It was more like a demand than a request. Maybe I should have been more polite. Maybe not.

But that wasn't the point. Now we were stuck. They didn't even know who their Second was. Where were we going to find this person and how much longer did we have?

*Max*

"This guy here? He ain't your Second, trust me. Someone should've made it a point to tell you that. But let's cut to the chase- we're here because we need your Second to help ours," Zan tells me.

I steal a quick glance at Michael, wondering about his reaction to that. If what Zan says is right, he's just been demoted from a leadership position of second-in-command, to one of merely a hanger-on, engaged to marry the king's sister... and I'm pretty sure that's not happening this time around, but he'll always be my friend, not matter what his official role is.

Still, that does leave the question of this other 'second.'

"What's the matter with your second? How do you expect us to help you?" If she's ill and Zan's powers aren't enough, we can try the healing stones, although they may have stones of their own that they've already tried.

I'm assuming it's a girl because of the way the Tess clone addressed Maria, but the rest of it leaves a lot of room for doubt. "How would we find my Second? If she were born human, would she still be a clone of yours? Why wasn't she a hybrid like the rest of us?"

If she were a clone, it would be a lot easier. We could just see their second and then search for someone who looks the same. Human reproduction is such a messy affair, all those genes being tossed around randomly. There's no way to know what she would look like -- it's even possible that this person might not even be a 'she.'

ooc: hope this works.... I know it's not my best...

~Vildondra~


I step up next to Zan and smirk as I look over the copies of us and listen to them babbling on obvioulsy not knowing shit about who they really were and what was truth. I look over at my double and can't help but note that she's staring at me. I'll plan talking to her for a later time. "What's the matter with your second? How do you expect us to help you?"

Max, that's the name of my brothers double, seems to be semi-open at least. I might be able to use a few things to our advantage. Stepping forward slightly I turn and look at him, "Look, our Second needs your Second to help. It's not exactly you that can do it. So, here's the thing, yo... we need to locate your second. Now, Zan, Ava, Raith and I brought our Second a long way and we aint leavin' till things are handled. Why don't we all take a seat and settle in? We're obviously gonna be a while."

I look over at Zan and am about to say something when I hear my own voice yet not with the same street accent ask, "What's your name?" Her voice was slightly hesitant and as I looked at her I could see that she was wanting to confirm something she was thinking.

"Vilondra. We are all called as we were in the old life." I watch her pale and know that somehow she's learned what we, the real Vilondra, had done to her family and those she cared about as well as her own people. I wondered if her brother knew or if any of the others were aware.

"How would we find my Second? If she were born human, would she still be a clone of yours? Why wasn't she a hybrid like the rest of us?" Max questions and I shake my head with a laugh.

"Look, Max.. we don't have all the answers ourselves... all we know is that your Second can help ours. Looking like ours? Who knows... as to the hybrid bit, well... let's just say we're still in the dark." For now. I add this to myself as I think about some of the things I've got in the works. I look at their Ava and can see something a bit.... colder about her, which makes me wonder if she would be more fit to be among us then Ava.

Of course, there's always the fact that at the moment I enjoy knowing that I can have control in several situations. "Anyone else involved in this little secret of yours that isn't here? If so, you might want to invite them to the party."

Ava

I listen as we basically fill them in on the situation. This is not good, how can they not have there second yet? Shouldn’t it be obvious? Maybe there second is around but they just haven’t noticed her yet? She was supposed to be put near them like Serena was for us.

This is so screwed up, we are screwed for that matter. "Anyone else involved in this little secret of yours that isn't here? If so, you might want to invite them to the party." Lonnie says. God I hope not, let’s just have the whole freakin town come to the alien meeting.

We are wasting time explaining things to these people. Things they should already know. “Okay you’ve never met anyone, where it was like you just knew them from somewhere else? Like you recognized something in them at first sight, like you just knew?...” I say trying to explain how I felt when I first met Serena, I knew we would be friends and that we had been friends in the old life, too, but it was hard to explain.


OOC: I had always thought that Tess and Liz could have been friends if Tess hadn’t been so shady of her intentions, the fact that Ava and Liz hit it off, that might be why I thought that.

OOC -- Is Alex at the meeting or not?????


*Max*

I listen with some confusion as the one who looks like a punked-out version of Isabel starts talking. Raith, Ava and Vilondra are the others. She's Vilondra. As in, 'the Vilondra project' that the skins were working on. I glance at Isabel as Vilondra explains that they're using the same names they'd had -- that WE'D had on Antar.

Isabel was Vilondra. I was Zan.

That's why his name is so familiar. Is it why Isabel reacted that way to the Vilondra project when we'd discovered it?

"Anyone else involved in this little secret of yours that isn't here? If so, you might want to invite them to the party." Vilondra says and I look at her in surprise. There are others in the 'I know an alien' club, of course, but I can't believe that she's actually wanting more people here. Nacedo hated the humans being involved. Wouldn't he have known that one of 'us' was a human?

"There are a couple more who know and they're already on their way," I say, wondering if I should actually tell them not to come. I want to know more about what's going on here, first. I have a feeling they're not telling me all that they know.

Ava jumps in then. “Okay you’ve never met anyone, where it was like you just knew them from somewhere else? Like you recognized something in them at first sight, like you just knew?...”

I shake my head, slowly. I did feel weird when I met Tess, but she was mind-warping me whenever we were together. It's hard to separate that feeling from any other sense of recognition, if there was one. I do remember finding Michael again, the feeling that I needed to find out who he was. Isabel felt it, too. Has there been anyone-else like that? I search my memories and come up empty. There's nobody, no human, out there that I'm still wanting to know. The only thing that comes close is the way I fell in love with Liz the first time I saw her, but that was different. I'm sure Isabel and Michael didn't feel the same. I know Tess didn't. ... and wouldn't she know about this whole 'second' born as human?

I look at Tess, "Did Nacedo tell you anything about a human-born second?"