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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 42 8/8/15 p. 26
Great Chapter!!!! Please please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to read what will happen next for Max and Liz. I really really really hate FBI agent and the doctor. I hope they rot in hell for what they are doing to Liz. I hope Liz will not tell the FBI agent and the doctor the truth about Max and the others? I hope Liz will make something up. I don't even trust Tess I think she made Liz see that. And Tess is probably working with the FBI or the bad guys. I'm glad Max and everyone went and tried to find Liz. And I'm glad that they are worried about Liz. I hope Max and the others find Liz before it is too late. What will Liz tell the FBI agent and the doctor? Will Liz make something up? Will the FBI agent and the doctor believe Liz? Will Liz be able to fight the truth serum? Will the truth serum work on Liz? Will Max and the other find Liz? What will happen when Max and others find Liz? Will Max be glad to see Liz? Will Liz be glad to see Max? Will Max and Liz talk? Will Liz avoid Max? Will Liz tell Max what she saw? Will Max believe Liz? Will Liz stay away from Max? Will Max try to find out what is wrong? Will Liz tell Maria what she saw? What will Maria say? Will Max and Liz talk? Will Max and Liz hang out? Will Max and Liz try and be friends or something more? Will Max kiss Liz again? Will Liz let Max kiss her? Will Liz walk away from Max? Will Tess try and mind wrap Liz again? What will Tess make Liz see this time? Will Tess come between Max and Liz? What will Tess do to Max or Liz? Will Max and Liz fall for each other? Will Max and Liz become close? Will Max and Liz admit their feelings? Will Max and Liz kiss? Will Max and Liz sleep together? Will Liz become pregnant? Will Maria be safe to have the baby? Will the baby be a boy or girl? Will Maria and the baby be safe? Will Max and the others protect Maria and the baby? Will max be able to protect Liz? Will Max keep Liz safe? Who is Tess working for? Is Tess evil? Will Tess hurt Max and Liz? Will Max, Liz and others see their parents again? Will Max, Liz and others be able to live their lives in peace? Will Max, Liz and others live along happy safe life together? Will Max and Liz get married and have kids? So sorry for all the questions I was just wondering. Please please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to find out if Max and the others save Liz in time.
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 42 8/8/15 p. 26
So very sorry for bothering you will you please please come back and post more really really soon? I can't wait to read what Liz will tell the FBI. And I can't wait to read if Max and other will save Liz in time. So please please come back and post more really really soon?
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 42 8/8/15 p. 26
So very sorry for bothering you will you please please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to read what Liz will tell the FBI agent. I'm hoping she will make something up. And I'm hoping Max and others will find and save Liz before it is too late.
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Chapter 43
Helen (roswelllostcause) - Me too 
Thank you for the feedback!
Eve (begonia9508)
Hard to say at this point where Tess' alliances lie, I guess. But we are right to be suspicious of her. Thank you for the feedback!
Carolyn (keepsmiling7) - In a way, that's probably what's worse with this whole thing. That Liz is not just captured, but she thinks that Max's attention is elsewhere. Thank you for the feedback!
saori_1902 - Thank you
L-J-L 76 - Dearest you, thank you for all the bumps
More answers are coming up. Thank you for the feedback!
Previously on "Lethal Whispers"...
Max saved Liz from an assault that could've ended badly when she was walking home from work one night. In doing that, he revealed to her that he was an alien. Due to some oddities surrounding Liz's rescue, FBI became interested in the case and a Special Agent Joel Martin started asking around for information. This questioning became too dangerous for the alien group and they decided to leave. Simultaneously, both Max and Liz were having nightmares of Liz being captured and restrained in a white room. So in order to keep Liz safe, she came along for the ride.
The group is now on the run. It's evident that Tess wants to "get together" with Max and that she is not a big fan of Liz. Then Liz happened to stumble into her and Max's room, finding Tess and Max in a rather intimate position. As she stumbled out, shocked, she was captured and brought to the white room where she was injected with a truth serum so that she would spill everything about the aliens.
She's now missing. Not only Max, but the whole gang, are really worried.
CHAPTER 43
Isabel
She saw her brother stumble just outside of their car, bracing himself against the hood while his head dipped down.
“Max?”
The night was dark around them. Only 52 minutes had passed since Liz had disappeared, but they had possibly been the longest minutes in Isabel’s life. Not just because of her concern for Liz’s wellbeing - a girl she had come to consider a close friend - but also because of her concern for her brother.
Those 50+ minutes had pulled her already introverted brother even further away from them. She had watched the muscles of his back tighten and flex beneath his shirt as he had leaned over the road map and she had watched him push his hand repeatedly through his hair and rake his hands down his face. Those were very clear stress markers, small signs that her younger brother was falling apart at the seams.
She placed a hand on his shoulder and he jumped but didn’t move away. “What’s wrong?”
After a beat, he mumbled darkly, “Everything.”
His voice came out slurred, jumbling his normally eloquent speak. She pulled on his shoulder and forced him around to face her. A gasp drifted from her mouth as his red-brimmed eyes looked up at her, flickering back and forth as if he had trouble focusing.
She pressed her palm against his cheek and leaned in to look at him closely. Was he drunk? When had he had the chance to drink? They’d been with him the whole time. “Max?”
The sight of him got her thinking about how weird he had looked just before they had noticed that Liz was missing, how he had appeared under the influence even then. But it had passed, too soon for her to ask him about it.
“I don’t feel so good,” he mumbled which strengthened Isabel’s suspicion that he wasn’t drunk, he was drugged. He swayed in front of her, putting his hand on her shoulder for support.
She felt the weight of his body pressing down on that one focal point and whipped her head around to call on the others. “There’s something wrong with Max!”
They had been going over the parking lot again, moving further out towards the fringes of the motel to see if Liz had decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. But they had agreed to never walk out of earshot. It just wasn’t safe. Now they gathered quickly around the siblings and Maria pulled Max’s face from Isabel’s grip.
“Are you drunk?” she demanded sharply, voicing Isabel’s earlier impression.
Isabel heard Michael sigh behind them. “Now is really not the time to make stupid decisions, Maxwell.”
“I don’t think he’s drunk,” Isabel said quietly, observing Max’s drooping eyelids. “I think he’s drugged.”
“Drugged?” Maria echoed, letting go off Max’s face and turning to Isabel. “Who drugged him?”
“Who had the opportunity to drug him?” Tess added, stepping up next to Michael.
“Liz,” Max mumbled and shook his head, as if trying to clear his thoughts. “It’s Liz.”
“Liz drugged you?” Tess asked perplexed. “That doesn’t make any sense.”
Maria shook her head. “No. No, I don’t think that’s what he means.”
It came to Isabel at the same time as it hit Maria, making them voice the clarification in unison, “Liz is drugged.”
“He’s feeling it indirectly through that bond?” Michael asked skeptically and snapped his fingers in front of Max. When receiving no alert reaction, he continued, “Then why now? If Liz has been taken and drugged, wouldn’t it be more sense to drug her to be able to abduct her? Why drug her an hour later?”
“Maybe she followed willingly,” Tess suggested lightly. Isabel looked at her and felt a chill down her spine. Tess turned innocent baby blue eyes on her and added, “An excuse to get away from us.”
“Or she was threatened and that’s why she went along,” Maria said.
“I felt this before,” Max interrupted, his words slow and hollow. “Probably when she was taken. Just not this…bad.”
The chills down her spine grew colder as Isabel watched her brother struggle to stand up straight, his eyes empty and unsteady.
“That’s so…odd,” Maria murmured.
“Didn’t Max foresee that she would be taken by the FBI? Wasn’t that why we left?” Michael said flatly and Isabel froze. Right. The government. Had they failed in changing the future?
Max shuddered before her and she frowned. “Is that it, Max? Is that where she is?”
Max slowly wet his lips, as if he had to put his full focus on the task to be able to perform it correctly, before he whispered, “She’s in the white room. It’s the truth serum. It’s the truth serum that is,” he wet his lips slowly again, “that is making her…tired.”
“Do you know where it is?” Michael asked.
Max shock his head in slow-motion. “No.”
“Let’s get you inside,” Isabel decided. They were not safe out here, in the open, with a barely lucid Max and the veil of darkness possibly disguising enemies.
The cave held that earthy damp smell that caves generally did. She had to duck slightly as she entered the cave. Her heart was beating excitedly in her chest; it had been 67 Earth years since she had last been here. By human years she was approaching her 108th birthday, but she didn’t look a day older than 31. A result of the kind yellow sun and her ability to manipulate the molecules of her hybridized body.
It had meant that she’d had to change her identity approximately every ten years to avoid suspicion, which unfortunately had meant leaving a lot of human relationships behind. She particularly hated that part of her ‘job description’, since she enjoyed the relationships, enjoyed the connections human beings made with each other and how open they could be. She had made a lot of friends and sadly lost just as many as her name had changed from one to the next.
She let her hand trace the dirt-dusted cavernous walls as she stepped further into the cave. She knew that Michael had been here, not too long ago. It was her job to keep track of everything they did. But even if she hadn’t, his footsteps in the sandy ground would have exposed the cave’s latest visitor. Streaks from the daylight outside brightened the top of her strawberry blonde hair as she passed underneath the small opening in the roof of the cave, before she continued further in. Darkness gradually replaced the daylight and she turned on her flashlight as she reached the innermost part of the cave.
The compartment of the Royal couple.
The moving light from the flashlight caught onto the print on the wall and she stepped up to the wall, tracing the letters she herself had carved into the stone, mumbling the writings in the language that seemed almost foreign to her now. “Ndáni yi ulinzi wa hayal udongo kuta cang uongo roho za Laleh Nne.”
Her mind, so used nowadays to the Earthen English language, automatically translated the phrase in her head.
Within the protection of these Earthen cavernous walls lie the souls of the Royal Four.
She had hoped that the scripture might be read and understood by the inhabitants of the pods placed here, but the transfer of their souls to the human bodies must have removed their language and their memories of their past. Because they had yet to come look for her, as suggested by the second last phrase on the wall.
“Mimi itakuwa karibu na wewe, ole kwa mbali, daima kwa ajili ya ulinzi wako. Tafuta nafsi yako na tel kupata yangu.”
She had been the social worker arranging for Max and Isabel’s adoption. She had been one of the caretakers at Michael and Tess’ orphanage. She had been the neighbor to the Evanses as they grew up and one of Michael’s teachers. She had been Tess’ roommate in college.
Now she worked as an Emergency Medical Trainer, the trusted colleague of Max Evans.
She smiled sadly to herself. Even though she was an expert in concealing her true identity, even avoiding the sharp suspicious nature of the four youngster she had been sent to protect, she sometimes hoped that they would look at her and recognize her.
Since their home planet was destroyed nine days ago, the Royal Four were all she had. With the loss of her home, the purpose of hiding the Royal Four away on Earth was moot. They were now floating around without direction.
She traced the words of the phrase she had just spoken in Antarian, the translation moving through her head in English, and decided that it was time. It was time to tell them everything.
I will be close to thee, alas at a distance, always for thy protection. Search thy souls and thou will find me.
She was returned eleven minutes shy of midnight. Max would find her outside about two minutes later, having felt a coldness that didn’t belong under the blanket Isabel had tucked around him. Something beckoned him outside and still under the influence of indirect drugs, he stumbled out of bed.
Isabel flew up from the armchair, where she had started to doze off during her task of keeping an eye on Max. “Max!”
He ignored her, waving her hands away as she tried to stop him. “She’s outside.”
“Liz?” Isabel asked, startled.
Max stumbled up against the doorframe, the floor felt uneven, as if he was on a ship on a stormy night. “Help me.”
Isabel pulled the door open and offered Max her elbow for balance. “Where is she?”
“She’s outside. Somewhere. She’s cold. She’s freezing.”
Together they exited the motel room. Michael had been inclined to move on after it had been clear that Liz had been taken. His reasoning being that if Liz had been abducted, the rest of them were next. Their location had obviously been exposed. They had agreed upon not leaving until dawn, giving Liz the opportunity to return in case she had just wandered off.
Until the first light of the morning, they would take shifts keeping watch and no one was allowed to go anywhere alone. Max had wanted to help to keep watch, but his general condition was in no shape to guard anyone. Instead, he had been kept under a separate guard watch.
Now he was shuffling towards the front door of the building, leaning heavily on his sister for support. Goosebumps were spreading across the spans of his skin and he felt a particular icy chill at the small of his back. He pushed heavily on the front door, ignoring Isabel’s attempt to help him, and stumbled outside. His eyes scanned the parking lot, before landing on a spot to the right.
“Oh my God,” he heard Isabel whisper at the same time as his searching gaze came up the crumbled figure next to a green container.
Isabel was quicker, letting go of Max and running up to kneel next to the shape. There were tears in her eyes as she looked up over her shoulder at Max who was hurrying the fastest his tired body allowed over to them.
“It’s Liz,” Isabel mumbled softly, shocked.
His heart was cold, prickling with ice. He was afraid to speak the words, “Is she alive?”
“Barely,” Isabel murmured. She reached out with her hand and grabbed his without looking behind her. With a sharp tug that almost made him lose his footing, she pulled him closer. “You stay with her, I’ll get Michael. She’s unconscious, I can’t carry her on my own. And you’re in no shape…”
Her words left a hollow feeling in his chest. He had not only failed to protect Liz, now he couldn’t even carry her inside for warmth.
He fell to his knees next to her body. She was curled up in a fetal position, laying on her side. Her shirt had ridden up at the back, exposing a part of her back which had been translating as a very local chill in Max’s body. Her skin was pale and intermittent shivers were racing through her small frame. Her hair was loose but the tresses were on the unrelenting concrete ground, revealing her white cheeks, the blue lips.
Carefully, he pushed his arms between the ground and her body, rolling her up in his lap. Her skin was cold, so cold, as he cradled her against his chest.
There was a faint moan from her lips as she folded into his arms, but her body was heavy with dead weight, her head rolling uncontrolled until it came to a stop against his shoulder.
Max registered the hurried footsteps of his friends as they turned the corner and Michael swore under his breath, but it was with an apathetic reluctance that Max let Michael take Liz from his arms.
I’ve failed her.
The sentence drummed through his head over and over again, making him ready to throw up with self-disgust.
“Stop it.”
Max had managed to get to his feet and taken two steps when Maria approached him from the side. “Stop beating yourself up. This is not your fault.”
He tried to force a smile to his lips in an attempt to ridicule what she had just said, a defensive reaction to her being spot-on. As usual.
She put a hand on his upper arm and said, gentler this time, “Max. She’s going to be okay. They gave her back.”
“Why?” Max looked at Maria, searched her face for the answers. Maybe his best friend could provide the answers he was so desperate to find. “Why did they return her?”
But the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes filled Max with dread. She didn’t have a clue either and the fact that Liz had been returned worried not only him but the others as well.
“I don’t know,” Maria whispered.
He could only guess. Her return was a warning.
“Michael, get more blankets,” Isabel ordered just as Max crossed the threshold. Isabel met Max’s eyes and strived for a reassuring smile, but she couldn’t quite manage it. “Max, come here.”
He wanted nothing but be close to Liz right now. The hours during which she had gone missing had been the worst hours of his life. But he felt the guilt pressing up against the back of his mouth and he didn’t know if he could bear to be so close to her. If he deserved it.
“Go over there,” Maria said behind him, giving him a gentle shove in the back. “She needs you.”
He began moving slowly towards the bed as Isabel scraped a wooden chair from a corner of the room up next to the bed. “Here. Sit.”
There was no arguing when Isabel was in command mode, so he followed suit and sank down in the seat.
Hesitantly, he reached for Liz’s hand and jumped when his warm hand brushed her ice cold fingers. He could feel Isabel’s eyes on him as he curled his hand around Liz’s much smaller one, encasing the coldness in feverish warmth. He looked up at her pale face, taking a mental note of her outward appearance; she didn’t seem to be injured. There were no blemishes or wounds on her face or arms.
But her body had definitely been through an ordeal.
That was not only evident from her current state but from the small fraction of what Max’s body was feeling. The sedative effect in his own body was starting to dissipate. As quickly as the local anesthetics from a dental procedure would suddenly disappear, leaving you with an odd awareness of your teeth and gums.
Along with his own increased clarity, her mouth was moving, mumbling incoherent words while her eyes moved beneath her eyelids. A mere second after she moved a finger against his palm, her eyes opened.
He looked at her closely as her pupils focused on him and to his horror he saw fear flood her expression and she snapped her hand out of his. Everything he thought about himself was visible on her face and he shrunk into himself, wanting to disappear, even before Liz opened her mouth and alerted everyone else in the room to her loathing of Max’s presence.
“No, no. Get away from me. Get away from me.”
Max stumbled upwards, the wooden chair falling over behind him.
“What’s going on?” Isabel asked, rushing up to them as Max walked backwards towards the door and Liz’s screams grew quieter as she pulled herself tighter into a fetal position.
“I don’t want him here, I don’t want him…” Liz’s words trailed of into sobs and her last words echoed in his head as Max left the room.
TBC...
Thank you for the feedback!Eve (begonia9508)
Interesting...but Liz doesn't have alien in her (that we know of, at least). Or do you mean because Max has healed her, that she has been touched by some alienness?I hope that - because she has alien in her - the serum won't work and she will tell her own story, one that she will created just for fun!
Hard to say at this point where Tess' alliances lie, I guess. But we are right to be suspicious of her. Thank you for the feedback!
Carolyn (keepsmiling7) - In a way, that's probably what's worse with this whole thing. That Liz is not just captured, but she thinks that Max's attention is elsewhere. Thank you for the feedback!
saori_1902 - Thank you
L-J-L 76 - Dearest you, thank you for all the bumps
Liz probably would try to make something up, but she might not be able to after what the FBI has injected her with...I hope Liz will not tell the FBI agent and the doctor the truth about Max and the others? I hope Liz will make something up.
More answers are coming up. Thank you for the feedback!
Previously on "Lethal Whispers"...
Max saved Liz from an assault that could've ended badly when she was walking home from work one night. In doing that, he revealed to her that he was an alien. Due to some oddities surrounding Liz's rescue, FBI became interested in the case and a Special Agent Joel Martin started asking around for information. This questioning became too dangerous for the alien group and they decided to leave. Simultaneously, both Max and Liz were having nightmares of Liz being captured and restrained in a white room. So in order to keep Liz safe, she came along for the ride.
The group is now on the run. It's evident that Tess wants to "get together" with Max and that she is not a big fan of Liz. Then Liz happened to stumble into her and Max's room, finding Tess and Max in a rather intimate position. As she stumbled out, shocked, she was captured and brought to the white room where she was injected with a truth serum so that she would spill everything about the aliens.
She's now missing. Not only Max, but the whole gang, are really worried.
CHAPTER 43
Isabel
She saw her brother stumble just outside of their car, bracing himself against the hood while his head dipped down.
“Max?”
The night was dark around them. Only 52 minutes had passed since Liz had disappeared, but they had possibly been the longest minutes in Isabel’s life. Not just because of her concern for Liz’s wellbeing - a girl she had come to consider a close friend - but also because of her concern for her brother.
Those 50+ minutes had pulled her already introverted brother even further away from them. She had watched the muscles of his back tighten and flex beneath his shirt as he had leaned over the road map and she had watched him push his hand repeatedly through his hair and rake his hands down his face. Those were very clear stress markers, small signs that her younger brother was falling apart at the seams.
She placed a hand on his shoulder and he jumped but didn’t move away. “What’s wrong?”
After a beat, he mumbled darkly, “Everything.”
His voice came out slurred, jumbling his normally eloquent speak. She pulled on his shoulder and forced him around to face her. A gasp drifted from her mouth as his red-brimmed eyes looked up at her, flickering back and forth as if he had trouble focusing.
She pressed her palm against his cheek and leaned in to look at him closely. Was he drunk? When had he had the chance to drink? They’d been with him the whole time. “Max?”
The sight of him got her thinking about how weird he had looked just before they had noticed that Liz was missing, how he had appeared under the influence even then. But it had passed, too soon for her to ask him about it.
“I don’t feel so good,” he mumbled which strengthened Isabel’s suspicion that he wasn’t drunk, he was drugged. He swayed in front of her, putting his hand on her shoulder for support.
She felt the weight of his body pressing down on that one focal point and whipped her head around to call on the others. “There’s something wrong with Max!”
They had been going over the parking lot again, moving further out towards the fringes of the motel to see if Liz had decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. But they had agreed to never walk out of earshot. It just wasn’t safe. Now they gathered quickly around the siblings and Maria pulled Max’s face from Isabel’s grip.
“Are you drunk?” she demanded sharply, voicing Isabel’s earlier impression.
Isabel heard Michael sigh behind them. “Now is really not the time to make stupid decisions, Maxwell.”
“I don’t think he’s drunk,” Isabel said quietly, observing Max’s drooping eyelids. “I think he’s drugged.”
“Drugged?” Maria echoed, letting go off Max’s face and turning to Isabel. “Who drugged him?”
“Who had the opportunity to drug him?” Tess added, stepping up next to Michael.
“Liz,” Max mumbled and shook his head, as if trying to clear his thoughts. “It’s Liz.”
“Liz drugged you?” Tess asked perplexed. “That doesn’t make any sense.”
Maria shook her head. “No. No, I don’t think that’s what he means.”
It came to Isabel at the same time as it hit Maria, making them voice the clarification in unison, “Liz is drugged.”
“He’s feeling it indirectly through that bond?” Michael asked skeptically and snapped his fingers in front of Max. When receiving no alert reaction, he continued, “Then why now? If Liz has been taken and drugged, wouldn’t it be more sense to drug her to be able to abduct her? Why drug her an hour later?”
“Maybe she followed willingly,” Tess suggested lightly. Isabel looked at her and felt a chill down her spine. Tess turned innocent baby blue eyes on her and added, “An excuse to get away from us.”
“Or she was threatened and that’s why she went along,” Maria said.
“I felt this before,” Max interrupted, his words slow and hollow. “Probably when she was taken. Just not this…bad.”
The chills down her spine grew colder as Isabel watched her brother struggle to stand up straight, his eyes empty and unsteady.
“That’s so…odd,” Maria murmured.
“Didn’t Max foresee that she would be taken by the FBI? Wasn’t that why we left?” Michael said flatly and Isabel froze. Right. The government. Had they failed in changing the future?
Max shuddered before her and she frowned. “Is that it, Max? Is that where she is?”
Max slowly wet his lips, as if he had to put his full focus on the task to be able to perform it correctly, before he whispered, “She’s in the white room. It’s the truth serum. It’s the truth serum that is,” he wet his lips slowly again, “that is making her…tired.”
“Do you know where it is?” Michael asked.
Max shock his head in slow-motion. “No.”
“Let’s get you inside,” Isabel decided. They were not safe out here, in the open, with a barely lucid Max and the veil of darkness possibly disguising enemies.
*****
AnonymousThe cave held that earthy damp smell that caves generally did. She had to duck slightly as she entered the cave. Her heart was beating excitedly in her chest; it had been 67 Earth years since she had last been here. By human years she was approaching her 108th birthday, but she didn’t look a day older than 31. A result of the kind yellow sun and her ability to manipulate the molecules of her hybridized body.
It had meant that she’d had to change her identity approximately every ten years to avoid suspicion, which unfortunately had meant leaving a lot of human relationships behind. She particularly hated that part of her ‘job description’, since she enjoyed the relationships, enjoyed the connections human beings made with each other and how open they could be. She had made a lot of friends and sadly lost just as many as her name had changed from one to the next.
She let her hand trace the dirt-dusted cavernous walls as she stepped further into the cave. She knew that Michael had been here, not too long ago. It was her job to keep track of everything they did. But even if she hadn’t, his footsteps in the sandy ground would have exposed the cave’s latest visitor. Streaks from the daylight outside brightened the top of her strawberry blonde hair as she passed underneath the small opening in the roof of the cave, before she continued further in. Darkness gradually replaced the daylight and she turned on her flashlight as she reached the innermost part of the cave.
The compartment of the Royal couple.
The moving light from the flashlight caught onto the print on the wall and she stepped up to the wall, tracing the letters she herself had carved into the stone, mumbling the writings in the language that seemed almost foreign to her now. “Ndáni yi ulinzi wa hayal udongo kuta cang uongo roho za Laleh Nne.”
Her mind, so used nowadays to the Earthen English language, automatically translated the phrase in her head.
Within the protection of these Earthen cavernous walls lie the souls of the Royal Four.
She had hoped that the scripture might be read and understood by the inhabitants of the pods placed here, but the transfer of their souls to the human bodies must have removed their language and their memories of their past. Because they had yet to come look for her, as suggested by the second last phrase on the wall.
“Mimi itakuwa karibu na wewe, ole kwa mbali, daima kwa ajili ya ulinzi wako. Tafuta nafsi yako na tel kupata yangu.”
She had been the social worker arranging for Max and Isabel’s adoption. She had been one of the caretakers at Michael and Tess’ orphanage. She had been the neighbor to the Evanses as they grew up and one of Michael’s teachers. She had been Tess’ roommate in college.
Now she worked as an Emergency Medical Trainer, the trusted colleague of Max Evans.
She smiled sadly to herself. Even though she was an expert in concealing her true identity, even avoiding the sharp suspicious nature of the four youngster she had been sent to protect, she sometimes hoped that they would look at her and recognize her.
Since their home planet was destroyed nine days ago, the Royal Four were all she had. With the loss of her home, the purpose of hiding the Royal Four away on Earth was moot. They were now floating around without direction.
She traced the words of the phrase she had just spoken in Antarian, the translation moving through her head in English, and decided that it was time. It was time to tell them everything.
I will be close to thee, alas at a distance, always for thy protection. Search thy souls and thou will find me.
*****
MaxShe was returned eleven minutes shy of midnight. Max would find her outside about two minutes later, having felt a coldness that didn’t belong under the blanket Isabel had tucked around him. Something beckoned him outside and still under the influence of indirect drugs, he stumbled out of bed.
Isabel flew up from the armchair, where she had started to doze off during her task of keeping an eye on Max. “Max!”
He ignored her, waving her hands away as she tried to stop him. “She’s outside.”
“Liz?” Isabel asked, startled.
Max stumbled up against the doorframe, the floor felt uneven, as if he was on a ship on a stormy night. “Help me.”
Isabel pulled the door open and offered Max her elbow for balance. “Where is she?”
“She’s outside. Somewhere. She’s cold. She’s freezing.”
Together they exited the motel room. Michael had been inclined to move on after it had been clear that Liz had been taken. His reasoning being that if Liz had been abducted, the rest of them were next. Their location had obviously been exposed. They had agreed upon not leaving until dawn, giving Liz the opportunity to return in case she had just wandered off.
Until the first light of the morning, they would take shifts keeping watch and no one was allowed to go anywhere alone. Max had wanted to help to keep watch, but his general condition was in no shape to guard anyone. Instead, he had been kept under a separate guard watch.
Now he was shuffling towards the front door of the building, leaning heavily on his sister for support. Goosebumps were spreading across the spans of his skin and he felt a particular icy chill at the small of his back. He pushed heavily on the front door, ignoring Isabel’s attempt to help him, and stumbled outside. His eyes scanned the parking lot, before landing on a spot to the right.
“Oh my God,” he heard Isabel whisper at the same time as his searching gaze came up the crumbled figure next to a green container.
Isabel was quicker, letting go of Max and running up to kneel next to the shape. There were tears in her eyes as she looked up over her shoulder at Max who was hurrying the fastest his tired body allowed over to them.
“It’s Liz,” Isabel mumbled softly, shocked.
His heart was cold, prickling with ice. He was afraid to speak the words, “Is she alive?”
“Barely,” Isabel murmured. She reached out with her hand and grabbed his without looking behind her. With a sharp tug that almost made him lose his footing, she pulled him closer. “You stay with her, I’ll get Michael. She’s unconscious, I can’t carry her on my own. And you’re in no shape…”
Her words left a hollow feeling in his chest. He had not only failed to protect Liz, now he couldn’t even carry her inside for warmth.
He fell to his knees next to her body. She was curled up in a fetal position, laying on her side. Her shirt had ridden up at the back, exposing a part of her back which had been translating as a very local chill in Max’s body. Her skin was pale and intermittent shivers were racing through her small frame. Her hair was loose but the tresses were on the unrelenting concrete ground, revealing her white cheeks, the blue lips.
Carefully, he pushed his arms between the ground and her body, rolling her up in his lap. Her skin was cold, so cold, as he cradled her against his chest.
There was a faint moan from her lips as she folded into his arms, but her body was heavy with dead weight, her head rolling uncontrolled until it came to a stop against his shoulder.
Max registered the hurried footsteps of his friends as they turned the corner and Michael swore under his breath, but it was with an apathetic reluctance that Max let Michael take Liz from his arms.
I’ve failed her.
The sentence drummed through his head over and over again, making him ready to throw up with self-disgust.
“Stop it.”
Max had managed to get to his feet and taken two steps when Maria approached him from the side. “Stop beating yourself up. This is not your fault.”
He tried to force a smile to his lips in an attempt to ridicule what she had just said, a defensive reaction to her being spot-on. As usual.
She put a hand on his upper arm and said, gentler this time, “Max. She’s going to be okay. They gave her back.”
“Why?” Max looked at Maria, searched her face for the answers. Maybe his best friend could provide the answers he was so desperate to find. “Why did they return her?”
But the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes filled Max with dread. She didn’t have a clue either and the fact that Liz had been returned worried not only him but the others as well.
“I don’t know,” Maria whispered.
He could only guess. Her return was a warning.
*****
When they got back into the room, Michael had placed Liz on the bed and Isabel was pulling layers of layers of blankets over Liz’s cold body. “Michael, get more blankets,” Isabel ordered just as Max crossed the threshold. Isabel met Max’s eyes and strived for a reassuring smile, but she couldn’t quite manage it. “Max, come here.”
He wanted nothing but be close to Liz right now. The hours during which she had gone missing had been the worst hours of his life. But he felt the guilt pressing up against the back of his mouth and he didn’t know if he could bear to be so close to her. If he deserved it.
“Go over there,” Maria said behind him, giving him a gentle shove in the back. “She needs you.”
He began moving slowly towards the bed as Isabel scraped a wooden chair from a corner of the room up next to the bed. “Here. Sit.”
There was no arguing when Isabel was in command mode, so he followed suit and sank down in the seat.
Hesitantly, he reached for Liz’s hand and jumped when his warm hand brushed her ice cold fingers. He could feel Isabel’s eyes on him as he curled his hand around Liz’s much smaller one, encasing the coldness in feverish warmth. He looked up at her pale face, taking a mental note of her outward appearance; she didn’t seem to be injured. There were no blemishes or wounds on her face or arms.
But her body had definitely been through an ordeal.
That was not only evident from her current state but from the small fraction of what Max’s body was feeling. The sedative effect in his own body was starting to dissipate. As quickly as the local anesthetics from a dental procedure would suddenly disappear, leaving you with an odd awareness of your teeth and gums.
Along with his own increased clarity, her mouth was moving, mumbling incoherent words while her eyes moved beneath her eyelids. A mere second after she moved a finger against his palm, her eyes opened.
He looked at her closely as her pupils focused on him and to his horror he saw fear flood her expression and she snapped her hand out of his. Everything he thought about himself was visible on her face and he shrunk into himself, wanting to disappear, even before Liz opened her mouth and alerted everyone else in the room to her loathing of Max’s presence.
“No, no. Get away from me. Get away from me.”
Max stumbled upwards, the wooden chair falling over behind him.
“What’s going on?” Isabel asked, rushing up to them as Max walked backwards towards the door and Liz’s screams grew quieter as she pulled herself tighter into a fetal position.
“I don’t want him here, I don’t want him…” Liz’s words trailed of into sobs and her last words echoed in his head as Max left the room.
TBC...
Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 43 8/12/15 p. 27
Great Chapter!!!! Please please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to read what will happen next for Max, Liz and friends. Poor Max he could feel everything Liz went through. I'm glad that Isabel and the others were there and Max told them what was really wrong. I'm glad Liz is back with Max and the others. I can't believe what the FBI did to her. I hope Liz made something up so they don't come after Max and the others. I agree with Max that he shouldn't blame himself for what happened. I think they should blame Tess. I think Tess did something to Liz. Finally Liz wakes up poor Max he doesn't know what happened before Liz disappeared and while Liz disappeared. I wonder if Liz will tell Maria or Isabel why she told Max to stay away from her. And I wonder if anyone will tell Max what Liz tells them. Will Liz tell Maria or Isabel why she wanted Max away? What will Maria or Isabel do when they find out? Will Isabel or Maria tell Max what Liz told them? Will Liz keep it to herself? What will Max do when he find out? Will Max tell Liz the truth? What will Liz do when Max tells her? Will Max and Liz believe each other? Will Max and Liz avoid each other? Will Max and Liz finally talk? Will Liz go on her own or stay with Max and the others? Is Liz an alien too? Will Liz tell Max and the others about the white room? Will Liz remember the white room? Will Max and the others believe Liz? Will Max and Liz become close again? Will Max try and stay with Liz? What will happen when Max stays with Liz? Will Max and Liz admit their feeling towards each other? Will Max and Liz kiss? Will Tess keep mind warping Liz? Will Tess keep coming between Max and Liz? Will Liz keep seeing Max and Tess together? Will Tess try and get Liz away from the group? Will Tess make Max, Isabel, Michael and Maria turn their backs on Liz? Is Tess evil? Will someone find out what Tess did to Liz? What will happen when someone finds out? Will someone kill Tess? Who will kill Tess? Will the FBI come after Liz again? What will the FBI do to Liz next time? Will Max and the others save Liz? Will the FBI return Liz again? Will the FBI catch Max, Liz and others? Will Max, Liz and friends find somewhere safe to stay? Will it be safe to stay somewhere? Will Max and Liz kiss? Will Max and Liz fall for each other? Will Max and Liz get together? Will Max and Liz admit their feelings? Will Liz tell Max what made her leave the room? Will Liz trust Max? Will Max, Liz and friends live a long and happy life in peace? So sorry for all the questions I was just wondering. Please please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to read what will happen next for Max, Liz, and friends.
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 43 8/12/15 p. 27
what in the world did they do to liz
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 43 8/12/15 p. 27
There has to be something wrong with Liz! I just know they did something bad to Liz!
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 43 8/12/15 p. 27
Wow! Two bad things happened to Liz!
First, she remembered having seen Tess and Max into a close embrace, just before being captured!
And second, she reacted really strongly at the serum...
What I wonder is, did she talk with the serum or could she just lures the people who captured her?
It is really important for them to know it because it is life treatening, for them!
Wondering who was the woman, who 108 years old is and went into the Granolith? Serena or Isabel or even Maria?
Anyway I am waiting impatiently for more and thanks! EVE
PS Do you suffer from the heat wave too, in Sweden? Because here, in Switzerland, it is the worse summer ever... temperature til 40°, no wind at all and everyone is home, during the day and go out, in the night!
I am dreaming of a very cold and snow-covered winter!
First, she remembered having seen Tess and Max into a close embrace, just before being captured!
And second, she reacted really strongly at the serum...
What I wonder is, did she talk with the serum or could she just lures the people who captured her?
It is really important for them to know it because it is life treatening, for them!
Wondering who was the woman, who 108 years old is and went into the Granolith? Serena or Isabel or even Maria?
Anyway I am waiting impatiently for more and thanks! EVE
PS Do you suffer from the heat wave too, in Sweden? Because here, in Switzerland, it is the worse summer ever... temperature til 40°, no wind at all and everyone is home, during the day and go out, in the night!
I am dreaming of a very cold and snow-covered winter!
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Re: Lethal Whispers (ML, MATURE), Ch 43 8/12/15 p. 27
Something is really wrong with Liz......maybe drugs?
I hope Max won't give up on Liz.......and that he will figure out what is wrong.
Please hurry back and fix this mess.
Thanks,
Carolyn
I hope Max won't give up on Liz.......and that he will figure out what is wrong.
Please hurry back and fix this mess.
Thanks,
Carolyn