Roswell Fanatics

OOC -- sorry I've been so slow posting here and in other RPs this week. Having a little computer trouble.

*Max*

I don't like the way Daimeon is talking to Xadalyn as we hurry to our unknown destination. I'm not sure what he's referring to since he was the one calling her out of her room. I did notice how he'd glanced at me and I assumed it was because he didn't want me to be part of this little outing, but maybe it's because he now knows who I am. I wonder if Larak told him or if Xadalyn herself did.

When Xada says she'll hide me, then I know it's me being along that's the problem. Well, I'm not backing down now. If I'm a problem, then that's even more a reason why I want to know. Her mention of a mindwarp, however, sends a little chill through me. It only reminds me so much of who her mother is. We'd had a lot of reasons to use Tess's mindwarping for things that worked out very well, but in the end, I'll always think of Alex's death whenever I hear the word. I guess that was one lucky side-effect of thinking Xan had no powers. It made it easier to forget who his mother really was.

I accept her suggestion, knowing that I'm offically not on Antar at the moment. It feels deceitful to be hiding but if people knew I were here, it would be a lot harder to leave. Besides, there may be people on this council from the Summit in New York who would recognise me. I wouldn't recognise them, since they were in borrowed bodies, but they might know my face, although nobody seemed to know me at the banquet. I'll be listening for their names -- Kathana, Sero and Hanar -- Although if this is council is just for Antar, they won't be here.

I'm proud of Xadalyn's cool expression as we enter the room. She looks positively regal and I know she's had a lot of practice at this. Xadalyn immediately takes the council to task for meeting without her and she does an excellent job of it. In a moment, Barxon makes it clear why they are meeting. It's for the same reason she suddenly wanted to get me to Antar. The royal seal or rather, the lack of one. He mentions only the possibility that I'm still alive, tactfully avoiding the second option, the one that my mother harbored and I'm sure is in the mind of many here -- that she may not be my daughter at all. From what I saw earlier, I'm quite sure Adayla wasn't shy about sharing that particular viewpoint.

However, Barxon's suggestion of sending assassins for me, makes me catch my breath. Larak mentioned this before but it's an entirely different thing to hear it with my own ears.

Larak explodes, leaping to my defense and I smile. Even now, his words don't betray that I'm already on Antar.

*Thank you, old friend,* I tell Larak, telepathically. I don't know if it will break the mindwarp for him and allow him to see me or if he'll think me outside the room still, but I know that the rest of the council will still be unaware of my presence. *Shall I let them take this vote, or do you already know who's friend or foe?*

Barxon's objections to having a hybrid on the throne are surprising, to me. It was Antar's plan to make me a hybrid. They knew what they were getting and must have agreed it was still valid at the time. In fact, I think Barxon was there... Besides, Xadalyn's a hybrid, too. She's not free of human DNA, even if she was raised here. As for not remembering, with every minute here, I remember more and more. I'm sure it would all be back in the space of a month if I had the opportunity. Or at least, all the important parts.

Larak's objections are dismissed, as Xadalyn is now 17 and is concidered to be an adult and no longer needs a guardian or regent.

*Max...what's wrong...? What's happened...?* I hear Liz ask me.

*It's a planetary council meeting,* I tell Liz while sending her a mental picture of where the councilroom is. *They're talking of sending assasins to Earth to kill me so Xadalyn has a clear claim to the throne.* As I explain that, I realize that I hadn't mentioned that threat to her earlier. This will be new and even more shocking to her than it was to me.

Xadalyn objects to the vote, but I know that the councilwoman speaking is correct. If Xadalyn isn't queen and Larak isn't regent, then all voices on the council will carry equal weight. The question of who rules the planet must be made clear.

Unfortunately, I'm not ready to give Xadalyn that symbol. I still don't know her well enough. I see disquieting amounts of Tess in her. It's not unexpected but it does make me wary. And even if I were willing to do this, there's the problem with Xan. Giving the seal to one means giving it to both, and that will break the block and leave their powers to run wild. No, I know I can't do that.

I can see only two clear options. First, I could take charge here myself as King, knowing that I'll have an uphill battle proving myself against any who agree with Baxon's opinion on hybrids. Second, I could officially make Xadalyn acting-monarch without transfering the seal. Either option would require that I reveal my presence here on Antar but I'm not sure this meeting is the place to do it.



OOC -- I have a bit more to this post, but per the new rules, I'm waiting on approval from other RPers before posting it.

~*~Sarah~*~

Xan asked what just happened. I don’t say anything, I don’t know maybe because too much has happened. My father doesn’t see me as his little girl, I bet my mother has wonder why I haven’t been talking to her anymore, you know like any mother and daughter with a close relationship usually talk. I change; I changed into this person that is usually not me, I become more distant, quieter, more to myself. It’s not me, usually its Xan that does that, but now its me.

I heard Xan asked if mother was okay, and I that broke me out my thoughts. My mother look like she has this expression on her face, like something bad is going to happened, or she is worried about my father well being.

I stood there watching my mother and Xan and waited for an respond. I do hope everything okay, and nothing bad happened to Xada and my father.

I stepped forward closer to my mother and brother to feel like more active than what I usually do since I got on this planet. “Mom? Did you hear Xan? he just asked if you were okay?" I repeated the question Xan just stated few minutes ago.

*flashes*

I am behind Xan and he is trying to protect me. Few man is using there powers to try to Kill us. "NOOOOOOOO..............XAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNN......" I scream and step forward to try and hold my shield.

*end of flashes*

I look at Xan and my mother and I wonder what that vision was all about. And why the congress people were trying to kill us.

OCC: I hope my post was okay, Sarah get flashes once in a while. BIC:

OOC - I've had a few conversations with Athenea, and it's still undecided as to whether Max should speak up here, or not, so I'll wait a bit more...

*Max*

*Xa - Max?* I hear Larak say, sounding surprised. His mental voice is calmer as I hear him continue. He actually looks in my direction and I know the mindwarp has broken. He, at least, can see me, but I don’t think the rest of them can. *I'm quite familiar with where each council member stands. You do have more support here than it appears at the moment although many are easily swayed.*

I nod, glad to know that at least he's on my side and perhaps it won't be just the two of us against the whole. Still, it doesn't seem an easy battle, by any means. *Xadalyn’s hiding me; I think you’re the only one who can see me right now,*

OOC: hope this works for everyone

~Liz~

I zone out from what's happening in the room I'm in for the moment, concentrating on strengthening the link between Max and I as I listen to his response. A meeting isn't so bad, but at the mention of assassins, I stiffen even more, shooting a look first at Sarah, and then at Xan, almost trying to reassure myself that they're okay at the moment.

I know that Max wouldn't willingly let anyone hurt them, or me, and the same goes for me - no one will harm my children while I'm here to protect them, but it doesn't stop me worrying, it doesn't stop that uncontrollable fear that a mother feels when her children are threatened with danger...

*Just be careful...okay...?*

"Mom? Did you hear Xan? He just asked if you were okay?"

Sarah's worried voice drawns me back to the room, and as I watch, I see a glazed look pass over her eyes. I know that look... I ignore the question she, and apparently Xan have asked about myself, concentrating on her for the moment. "Sarah, what happened, are you okay...what did you see?" I ask her as I look down into her beautiful dark brown eyes.

~*~Sarah~*~

"Sarah, what happened, are you okay...what did you see?" I heard my mother look at me, I can tell she is worry. And that tell me she knows I had a vision. I tried to hide that part of my life away from what I consider normal. But I know that is not possible. I wish many times I could be normal but I know that is not true. Kind of funny all my brother’s life he wanted to be part of this world, and I all I wanted to be is not.

I want to be this girl who goes on dates, tell her boyfriend about who she is, and who is her parents are and what they are like. But, I can’t. I can’t ever tell anyone. Not even my friends know, not the friends I knew since I was 5.

I look back at my mother with tears in my eyes trying to hold them back from fall. “Please don’t make me tell you, please don’t make me relive the vision I just had, It just too painful to bear……” I said in a soft whisper voice.

*flashes*

I am cover in blood and Xan is as well. I look at the congress people. They have this evil look in there eyes. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOO PLEASE STOP IT!”

I tried use my power but I am too week. “We have to do this to the sake of the people of Antar, and to Xada.”

“SARAH!!” Xan scream my name. He's backme back ,holding me in his arms, he is trying to protect me from what happening to us, but I know he can't, it too late and I know were go to be gone soon.

*end of flashes*

I look down as my tears that has fallen down my face; I walk over the couch and sat down. I brought my knees to my chest and held them close.

“ We're not safe” I whisper under my breath, I’m not sure if anyone heard me but I dont really care; because our world, our profect world will come to an end. And nothing can be done to stop it.

Alexander

My anxiousness heightened when, just as Mom came out of her state, Sarah seemed to slip into it. I knew that both of them were prone to getting visions, and guessed that this had be something like that.

What Sarah said next, a response to Mom's question, confirmed it. "Please don’t make me tell you, please don’t make me relive the vision I just had, It just too painful to bear……”

Before any of us could do or say anything, that odd expression passed over her face again, and it lasted for a few moments. Sarah had always hated her power, especially this one. I guessed that she had to be hating it now. After a while, she was back to normal, but tears were flowing freely from her brown eyes. Looking quite distraught, she took a seat and curled up, hugging her knees.

“We're not safe,” I heard her whisper. Not safe. Then it wasn't over; there was more to face. But how much more?

I glanced around the room, at my mother and at Adayla. Mom looked as worried as I was, but it was hard to read Adayla's thoughts.

I sat down next to my sister and put my arms around her protectively. Shrugging helplessly and unable to find any words to say, I gave our mother a confused look. Whatever she'd seen, it had to be bad, but to get it out of her would be a difficult task. I hoped Mom could coax her into it.

What had her vision shown her? The palace under siege? One of us being kidnapped? Slaughtered? What?

If we weren't safe, as Sarah had put it, we had to know what we were up against. If only her vision had contained a clue, any clue at all . . .

~Liz~

The sight of tears in her eyes feel like a needle sticking into me. I love my children, I hate that they have to go thorugh all this because of who they are... I wish I could just give them a normal life where they didn't have to bother about visions, or royalty...

Unfortunately, much as I want to, I know I can't give them that...and much as I know it's not something she wants to remember, I need to know what Sarah saw... I swallow watching her as she seems to zone out again... She's back a moment later, the tears now falling down her cheeks and she goes over to sit on the sofa, curling up.

Sitting there like that, she looks so young, and I want nothing more than to be able to protect her...

"We're not safe..."

Her words come as little more than a whisper, but I hear her and as Xan goes to sit with her, pulling her into his arms, I walk over and drop down onto my knees in front of her, reaching out to take her hands in mine. I hate myself for what I'm about to do, but I know I don't have a choice...I need to see... I swallow and look up into the frightened face of my daughter. "Sarah... I know this scares you, I know this hurts and you don't want to talk about it, but I need to know what you saw... Will you let me make a connection...?" I ask her softly. Hopefully I will be able to do this without her having to see it again, but it's not guaranteed, and we both know that. "I'm sorry honey, but your father and I need to know so that we can make sure you're safe..." I try to explain, feeling like I'm probably not doing a very good job.

I'm her mother, I'm supposed to protect her from this, not make it worse... I wish there were another way...

Max... I think about my husband and want to call out to him, tell him I need him... I'm scared that the meeting he's at is involved in all of this, but I know I can't interrupt at the moment, I'll find out as much as I can, and then tell him... I can't help wanting to warn him though... *Max...Sarah...she's seen something...something which indicates we're in danger...I'll tell you when I know more, but for the moment, please be careful...* I send the warning quickly through our connection, my gaze never leaving Sarah's face throughout...

~*~Sarah~*~

I am sitting here curled up in a ball when Xan come over and put his arms around me. I kind of feel safe in his arms for a moment. But, then again in my vision he was trying to protect me, even when he was going to die as well. I put my head on his shoulder for a moment.

My mother comes up to me and has that worried looked I put there “Sarah... I know this scares you, I know this hurts and you don't want to talk about it, but I need to know what you saw... Will you let me make a connection...?” she asks me, and I cant do that I cant show what I saw because she cant stop, nor my father nor my mother can because it doesn’t revolved them.
"I'm sorry honey, but your father and I need to know so that we can make sure you're safe..." She tells me, and I can’t help but cry more.

“Mom, you can’t protect me from this, not you or dad can. Even if I do tell what you are going to do lock me and Xan in our rooms so no-one can hurt us. Mom…..please don’t do this, please don’t make me remember the pain……….”

*flash*

“SARAH! XAN!” I heard my mother call for us, but we were on the floor barely breathing, I’m still in Xan’s arms. I am staring at the ceiling wasting away slowly. I feel Xan cold body near mine.

I close my eyes “NOOOOOOOOOOOO! MAX!, THE KIDS! NOOOOOO!” the last thing I heard was my mother crying voice.

*end of flashes*

I close my eyes so tight, to tried not remember what I just saw.

OOC -- Athenea -- Let me know if you want me to make any changes. I'll be happy to edit.


*Max*

While I'm 'speaking' to Larak, I hear Liz's words. *Max...Sarah...she's seen something...something which indicates we're in danger...I'll tell you when I know more, but for the moment, please be careful...*

Danger, yes. They're plotting against me here. Would they spare my family? I don't think so. Whatever Sarah 'saw,' I'm sure she wasn't using her eyes. I already told Liz about the assasination talk, and Sarah might have seen that. She does have some of her mother's gift for seeing the future. I have to stop this, change it, but I'm not sure what the best way would be...

*I'm trying Liz. I think I'm going to have to do something I wanted to avoid,* I tell her. Xadalyn can't stop this. Without the seal, she isn't Queen, and in an equal vote, Baxton will lead the undecided councilmembers against me and my family...

I know the plan was to stay hidden, to not speak, although I didn't actually promise that. I have to protect my family. It may be merely trading one danger for another, but I can't stay silent now. Larak already knows I'm here, not just on the planet, but in the council room.

*I'm sorry Xada.* I tell her, silently. Stepping forward, I speak clearly, letting my voice fill the room without shouting. "There will be no need for a vote. I'm vetoing the plan right now," I tell the council.

I can't feel it, but I know the mindwarp is breaking and they can all see me now, appearing from nowhere. Turning, I hold myself straight, surveying all the faces and taking in their expressions of shock. Almost as if Larak is providing a color-code, I can 'see' an indicator of their loyalty as I make eye-contact. I'm glad I'm still dressed for the banquet. I may not be exactly dressed as a king, but it's clear that they recognise me, just the same.

"I thank you all for the support and aid you've given Xadalyn, the house of Arrios and Antar. Especially those of you who where here throughout these difficult times when I was unable to join you," I add, keeping my voice level and polite, as my gaze falls on Barxon.

*I remember more than you think, Barxon,* I tell him. He and his family had been huge supporters in the days before Khivar's attack. I think they were even involved in the hybridization plan that re-made me. I hope he is remembering that, because what he's done today has betrayed his past and his honor.

OOC: hope this works

~Liz~

I feel so helpless, just standing here, watching my daughter cry. I need to know what she saw if I'm going to be able to do anything, but I can't make her show me. Well, I probably could, but she'd definitely have to see it all agan then, and I don't see that helping any at all...

She tells me that Max and I can't do anything to potect her, and it feels like something is stabbing my heart. To know that she believes that... Maybe it's tue, but I'm her mother, I'm supposed to be able to protect her...

I'm not convinced it's as hopeless as she says though, not after everything that we've been through... I've received my share of flashes, and most of them, we've been able to prevent... Not by locking the kids in their room or anything like that, but by being prepared for whatever is coming, and fighting...

I swallow and bit my lip, looking away as I feel tears fill my eyes. This is my daughter, I'm her mother and I'm forced to stand here doing nothing... I can't do this...

As I stand here, Max's voice comes back through to me, but his response isn't the one I was hoping for... Reassurance, even saying that he was on his way...but not this... His words, and the mental 'tone' tells me that this isn't good. Looking round the room again, I make a split second decision. I don't think taking the kids back to their rooms now is going to do much good... No one's in the mood for sleeping, and I can't help wondering whether Max is talking about what Sarah saw...

I turn to Adalyn, meeting her gaze. "Something's happened, I don't know what, but I need to go to Max... Will you help me though, will you make sure our children are safe...?" I request softly, one mother to another, I'm trusting her with my children. I swallow and walk over to Sarah and Xan, kneeling down in front of them. In truth I'm torn as to whether they should come with me or stay here. For Sarah at least, I'm sticking with the latter though - I know she won't like it, but the flashes have hit her bad, and I know from experience it can take a while to recover. As long as I have somewhere safe to leave her, I'm not putting her in what could be a potentially dangerous situation... I bend down, kissing her head gently.

*Xan, I'd like you to stay here too, but I know I can't make that decision for you...if you come though, I want you to promise me you'll be careful...* I send to my son selectively, knowing that it's likely that he's going to want to come. I don't want to put him in danger anymore than Sarah, I want him safe, and out of harm's way, but I also know that he's growing up... I squeeze his hand and then stand up again, stepping back and hurrying out of the room without another word.

*Max, I'm coming to join you...where abouts are you?*

I send through our connection, trying to attach feelings of reassurance and support to the words as I walk through the corridors. The whole place seems a little bit like a maze, and I'm just hoping that I'm going the right way. The strength of our connection confirms that I'm not too far away though, and I quicken my pace, wanting - no needing, to be there for my husband...