[KenL]

post was an accident

[Dreamer 4 Ever]

Was that meant for the fan art thread?

[Roswell 10/2/00]

Gorgeous fan art however remember this is the fan fiction thread so unless it is fan art for a fan fiction story then please post it on the fan art thread instead! Thanks

Great thread I love good Roswell fan fic!

[mrbigshot88]

Hey lilmouse you want to write a rebel fic?

Hey i got bored and i thought id write the beginning of a prologue, It only took me like 30-45 mins so dont give me to much crap

Blood Moon Rising
Prologue
The foot falls hit the ground in rapid succession as he moved through the shadows quickly. ‘They’ were after him. He didn’t know how they found him but they did. He had to escape, that was the only alternative to do. He turned the corner to go into a narrow alley way. It was pitch dark and he didn’t realize that there was a dead end. It took only split second to change course, using his powers to unlock the nearest door and rush through.
The door led to kitchen with chefs working in there busy night professions trying to satisfy a city that never sleeps. It was 1:00 a.m. and everything was very much alive. The Chinese men in the kitchen quickly tried to confront him but he easily through them out of the way as he jumped over the middle table. He rushed through the double doors coming into the restaurant dining area. The people looked up at the ragged looking man in front of them not quite caring that his clothes were all torn and he looked more like a bum. He quickly eyed the exit way and made a mad dash for it, moving much more quickly than the average man thought he could run.
Upon exiting the Chinese restaurant, he saw a sign directing him to the nearest train station that read out the times of departure. In that instance he heard the foot falls of several people running down the street to his left a ways. He didn’t have to guess who it was, he could feel them; sense the essence that they carried with them. He darted to the underground train looking at his watch, it read 1:02, he was making a gamble that the train hadn’t left yet.
He was almost there when a bright flash streaked right over his left shoulder. It was an instant reaction after that to turn around while running back words firing several quick bursts of highly energized particles from his hands at the offenders. Only one hit; causing the man to man to scream out in agony as the particles past through his skin, entering his body causing great destruction as they reacted with the organic matter, causing cells to self destruct into vaporize internally. The man collapsed, rolling from the motion he was in, but the three other continued there pursuit returning their own blast which met with an ionic force field that absorbed the particles.
The man quickly entered the underground passageway leading to the train that he prayed that was going to be there. The pursuers were out of sight for now. He quickly pushed through the mountains of people. He jumped over the guard rail that was there to force pedestrians to pay for their tickets. There were shouting as armed security guards rushed after him, but they weren’t near as fast. He could see the train just now starting to leave the doors were closed, but he ignored that. He ran up to it and with a wave of a hand the double doors slid open and he jumped in. The people in the train looked up, startled that he managed to get in. They didn’t understand why the doors open or how he did it. They were mildly curious but shrugged it off to go about their busy lives talking on their phones.
The man leaned over a railing gasping for breath, he could feel that they were close, in fact he looked out the window and could see them entering the subway area with guards in tow, but the scene disappeared from him as the train left the station. How did they find me? Where is Nasedo? These are the questions that he asked himself, trying to figure out how this came to be. He had to come up with a game plan and quick.

[mrbigshot88]

Ok i just got this idea a couple hours ago. I thought it would be a good one shot, but then i thought it could also work for the main story too. so i thought i'd try it. I think i might do a two part prologue or something and have the first thing i posted be the actual main storyline

I thought it would be neat to get some back ground into this this is the first part and the second part wiill deal with the Zans mom orchestrating the research to into them being reborn. Plus this will explain why we hear about abductions for experimentations and what not. And will dive into some of the unknown factors in dealing with there genes

Anyways tell me what you think about the idea, considering you guys are my only input.

Saving Grace
It was night time, the red moon was on its way past the horizon. The palace was quiet for the most part. Myrmidons (guards) still roamed the halls and the gardens; most of the servants were in there quarters. The garden, which was most like a tropical paradise was alive, bristling with the noises of critters and other shady characters that roamed the night. It was during this time that someone was having a dream.
*Dream*
It was a peaceful day for the most part. The sky was a peaceful red that glowed an unnaturally brilliant beauty today. As she made her way through the busy halls of the palace, no one paid much of a mind to her, which was quite unusual. At first she didn’t know what to make of it, but then she decided that she kind of liked it. As she made her way down the passage to the Great Hall a charming elder man waited for her. He clasped her hands in his and kissed the back of hers, while smirking.
“My lady. Is all well?” he said with a playful air in it.
She smiled to herself she shouldn’t even be thinking this, her husband would kill her, or more likely the gentleman. But she allowed it anyways.
“All is perfect today, don’t you think” she remarked back. She noticed that he still of let go of her hand which was uncustomary for a married woman, especially one in her position.
“That it is” was all that he said as he led her into the great hall.
It was a magnificent masterpiece to behold. The lighting shimmered all around making a breathtaking glow. The pillars that surrounded the hall, the elaborate archways and sculptures from Ancient Kings and Queens that were all made from the rare Qertzi rock. The rock shined like it was polished every day, even though it probably hasn’t been touched for five years. At times, when the sun hit it, it sparkled like diamonds. This was all done by the Ancient ancestor that first brought the planet of Antar together.
POV
The nobleman led me to my Chair. I hadn’t even noticed where I was sitting. I was use to affairs, but this was something I wasn’t really prepared for today. It seemed that every nobleman that followed the will of the King in every province was here today. I couldn’t help but think what such occasion would bring everyone together. It was in the middle of my thought that a young man. That I noticed had the mark of the Royal Courtier on his uniform, symbolizing that he is one of the select few that has the honors of announcing the placements of events at Royal sponsored occasions. Interrupted my thought.
“Attention! Ladies, gentleman, Dukes and nobleman of all kind; I give you your King Zan and his newly crowned Queen!” After the statement, in walked King Zan in all his magnificent glory with his new wife Ava; who herself stood just as magnificent. She was gorgeous, beyond gorgeous some would say.
My breath caught in my throat at what I was seeing. I couldn’t believe this; I didn’t even realize the seating arrangements. My son, he so much older, he wasn’t a little child any more, but a man. I was clouded with such confusion; I didn’t even realize the announcement of Rath and my daughter Vilandra. Many thoughts raced through my mind, most noticeably, what happened to MY King, my husband. The only way for a son to heir his father in Kingship is by…
*Dream flashes to a different place*
The environment all of the sudden changed. I was not only in a corridor of the palace, but the atmosphere was different. The servants faces had a longing look, which I’d never seen before. The palace seemed busier than normal. I had forgotten for the moment of my son the King. For some reason I felt myself propelled to wonder through the palace. I didn’t know what I was looking for, or what I was suppose to find.
There was shouting from one of the rooms up ahead. I couldn’t help myself but let myself peak through the door that was slightly open. It was my son and I think one of the sons of the General and commander of the former King. I couldn’t believe that, knowing that my son was the King, that he would speak to him this way. I was appalled even, this would land an ordinary man in lock of for months to speak this way directly to the King. I couldn’t help myself, I opened the door, hell bent on giving the young man a piece of my mind when I noticed the maps laid over the table.
“Mother, what are you doing in here?” Zan spoke in a soft and soothing voice, as he approached me.
“I heard yelling” I answered to tell half the truth.
“I’m sorry if we disturbed you, but you shouldn’t put yourself at strain. Not now, Ava will need you to be strong for her when she has the baby. Just let us worry about the skirmishes (small battles)” He said as he hugged me.
As soon as it settled in I snapped my head back up “skirmishes?...” I nearly shouted out.
Zan gave a half chuckle. “You never could let yourself go ill informed could you?” He said with a smile. “Yes, that’s what me and Rath were arguing about, we both had slightly different strategies and men placement disagreements. You shouldn’t worry about this” He said as he brought me to the door. Which he led me out with him right at my side.
“Tell me son, how bad is it?”
Zan gave a sigh “Its… Its too soon, but I fear that the momentum is getting stronger. The lies and the ill informed people in poverty are stretching to cast blame on any one. It just happens that I’m their favorite target right now” he said as his eyes held all of the despair I thought I had ever seen captured in one individual at the moment. I knew he loved his people more than anything.
But that’s all it was, a moment.
“I must get back to business, please go see to Ava’s well being mother. I know she could use the company.”

With that he kissed me softly on the cheek and turned around. As the door closed the scenery start to whirl and change into something else.
It was night time, but something awful was wrong. I heard explosions that were frighteningly near. The ground shook from the force of them. I looked around desperately as I tried to regain my footing. It was a nightmare. Men were knelt down behind barricades and walls. Men were screaming out in agony. One soldier was missing up to his elbow of an arm. Strangely enough he wasn’t one of the men crying out. He was still returning fire down the corridor and giving out orders.
Never in my life have I witnessed anything like this. I felt sick. Such carnage…
All of the sudden I was grabbed unceremonially and thrown into the nearby wall.
“Sorry my lady I had to get you out of danger.” The man spoke in earnest, his face was raw and gruff from what looked to be years of fighting. He had small wounds over his body.
“Are you injured!” He yelled over the mayhem that was around us.
I nodded, because that was the only thing I think I could have done at the moment.
He acknowledged my answer with his own nod. Then he shouted in the direction of the man with the one arm.
“Rath! We need to move, we need to get you and her out of this mess!”
Rath turned to face him, he was fierce and determined. “Lead a squad, get her to safety, I’ll stay here with my men.”
“Sir, I realize that you want to stay and fight with your men, but if the King does not make it out, you will be needed to lead! Antar needs you!” He yelled back at his superior, knowing that it was far out of line.
Rath sighed and acknowledged the truth. Rath called out that they were moving to the escape shuttles. Seven of the soldiers called out that they were staying to guard the rear.
Rath stared at each man as hell fire ran down all around them. He saluted them in the Antarian gesture of honor, he was proud of his men.
“Sir, It just came in. Ava and Zan are being escorted out as we speak, we need to move”
That caught my attention. “Wait what about my daughter, what about Vilandra?”
The gruff looking man looked at me with sorrow filled eyes. “We don’t have lock on her, we have no idea where she is.”
I felt my heart break knowing that my daughter was out there all alone. But I didn’t have to feel that sorrow. The gruff looking man lifted me up to my feet. And the next thing I knew we were moving.
I tried not to dwell on it too long, but it came to my mind anyways. How could a group of thirteen men get us out of here, when there was death at every turn it seemed like it.
I didn’t know how long I was; I was just following the motions, when Rath stopped dead in his tracks. He didn’t even think before he said it.
“The Kings escort is blocked off, he’s trapped…” he said as panic filled the face that I thought was indomitable.
*End Dream*

[mrbigshot88]

Originally Posted by LilMouse (View Post) definitely keep writing the story. I love anything that deals with the past life and explains how things happened since the Roswell writers never really explained anything.

who wants to beta me?

Here is the second part of the first prologue part or whatever. The part that details the journey into reincarnating them will be Nerodo journal. Details how they came to select humans over all other intelligent life forms. abductions. experiments. Why the memory failed. and whatever else sounds good. This will come next or maybe a one shot that is tied into this i dont know.

*End Dream*
The Queen woke up in a start; drawling in deep breaths as she tried to calm herself down. She never has had a dream like that, the vividness and the emotions. . .they were just so intense, she never have felt this much fear and foreboding of the future until now. The dream was almost certain a premonition, but she never had one that out stretched a couple months, not years. She thanked the Great Divines for being one of the very rare people that the gift past through their family lineage.
As she finally focused herself, she knew she had to do something, but didn’t know what to do. Could she tell her husband, or would that could throw everything into chaos. Being one of the educated elites, she knew that time and the future was a tricky beast. To stop one event could cause a more disastrous situation to occur. She thought back how she told her child hood friend that he would probably get in a fight at knowledge emporium (school) if he went that day. He ended up falling out of a tree and breaking his arm.
As the many thoughts raced through her mind, she gathered that the less people knew the better, that included her husband the King. She prayed that he would not find out. To try to change what is to occur would be disastrous with the lack of knowledge that preceded the events.
As the hours ticked by and nothing had yet to come to her; she decided to go about her day as usual and research a way to save her babies; though she still know if they made it out alright or not.
*months later*
On the data screen, she observed the announcement:
“Just now reports and footage are coming in that a new process that led to the ability to take one type of cell DNA and add it a completely different species of cells and combine the two to form a completely new cell. I’m right here speaking with Nerodo on the details.”
Nerodo: “Let me correct you real quick and explain. First of all, I cannot give out any details of how the process works, but I can illustrate how this may develop In time. Picture the ability to acquire all the characteristics of any living organism and adding the benefits to anything such as substance, medicine, or even ourselves. This Is not just gene splicing this is completely different.”
Journalist: “How so Nerodo?” she said trying to gleam more information
Nerodo: “No comment” he said as he smiled and waved to the on lookers and turning back around into the fortified Royal science lab.
Outside the complex that was being shown. Groups of Antarians and other factions stood united, with signs and chanting praise to the new discovery
While watching the new astonishing breakthrough occur, a thought came to mind. It seemed to her that the idea was more science fiction and built on hopes and dreams then anything.

*Arriving at the Science Lab*
The Queen arrived in a regular shuttle car, she did not want to be noticed more then she had to be. Armed Myrmidons still escorted though.
POV
As I walked to the ionic gate, the guards immediately bowed. I smiled a little to myself.
“I need through” This was not a time to be friendly, I was on a mission.
“Certainly your majesty” The higher ranking officer quickly spoke through the small orb that extended from his ear.
I watched as the Ionic force field dispersed and the guards straiten back to their posts as I walked through.
*Inside-With the head of science division Nerodo*
“What you’re asking is impossible… ur a Majesty” He was terrified of upsetting her.
She stared at him in defiance; she would not relinquish this pursuit. “Are you telling me that you won’t even try?” She questioned almost daring him to object.
“Of course not your majesty, but to reincarnate someone through cloning is just… impossible” There are so many variables to account for, and then you want me to cross species with these individuals.” He looked worried and dumbfounded at the question.
She smiled “That’s exactly it. I don’t care how you do it, what ethics you use or anything. You have the Royal backing and you will be well compensated. No one and I do mean no one is to find out about this, do you understand.”
Nerodo nodded, and the Queen made to leave. On her way out “Oh I also want them to remember everything from their previous life “
“What!?!” he said underneath his breath as she walked out the door. What had he gotten himself into.



*Let me know what you think. Going in the right direction for you guys

[mrbigshot88]

It aint done yet, but do you guys think its any good or should i have went with another direction?

Journal of Nerodo

2nd Prologue

A/N: The year is much higher than on earth. I’m not gonna get into details about months, but for the sake of convenience, lets say one year is 365 days

Summary: A rebel officer reports these findings to his superior. These are the Journal Data findings of one Nerodo occupation science officer of the Royal house. The Data displacement module was damaged during the confrontation. These are the files that have been obtained

Year 6009: 235
The Queen of all people came to me today! I can’t even believe it. The request was even more unbelievable, it’s nearly insane! I don’t even think this will be possible, but I dare not oppose the Queen. I’ve already set up a staff of five of my most highly promising individuals. I believe them all to be trustworthy. I don’t have clue where to begin…

Year 6009: 237
The Queen contacted me again today. We went over more of the details. Apparently I have to do reconnaissance and expeditions to discover what intelligent life would have the greatest advantages of combining the DNA. There are ground rules though that she listed. The goal is to genetically alter it to where the Antarian looks completely like the species it is being combined with. None of the Genes may come from a species that is originated with the Five Allied planets.
I convinced the Queen to allow me to have a small team of five to assist me in my efforts. I didn’t tell her that I had already constructed one. They don’t know the full details of what we are doing. They just understand that this project was headed by the Queen herself. Everyone has sworn to absolute secrecy.
I ask myself what is this all for? Is she trying to create a super soldier; Part being and part beast? This scares me if we accomplish this. Science here has not been rendered in almost 2000 years since the great Astro war against the other Allied planets. That was when the construction and advancement of weapons of mass destruction were out lawed.

Year 6013: 001
Happy New Year I thought to myself. I was stuck in damn shuttle observing the strange creatures below. There technology was nonexistent. They were barely learning to even work with metals. I have to remind myself that not every civilization is as far developed as we are. Test will need to be run. Our goal on these expeditions are to obtain a wide variety of genetic material. Each one of us have taken small science class space craft to different planets. I’m certain that I will go undetected. I know for a fact that they lack the technology to discover me.
This is my 10th day here observing this retched planet. I’ve beamed up 23 individuals from different places around this desolate world. I believe im the first being out of this world that they’ve ever seen. They are terrified; but that is rightly to be expected when your strapped to an operation table.



Year 6015: 134
The Queen is growing impatient. We have made little headway. The complexity of combining whole DNA is astronomically hard. My colleagues and I are working to the brink of exhaustion. All experiments up to this point have been abominations. Whenever we do get them to start to grow, they become disfigured and the results are far from satisfactory. My son came up with a theory. He believes we are pushing to much of the DNA together. He believes that their counteracting against each other. I suspect he’s right.
Year 6015: 360
Success! Our first successful development of a fetus without clear deformities. This is indeed a momentous occasion. Ground breaking even. It was with the species designated as p12: or Xenomorphs-They contain an incredible ability of being able to shape shift- It is absolutely astonishing. The test subject were only brought to us a year ago. They have an incredible susceptibility of incorporating Antarian DNA. So far we are experimenting with Four models. One containing Half, the second 3/4 Antarian, the Third 3/4 Xenomorph and the fourth Incorporating the full amount of both DNA.
We are all excited to see the result. I believe we may have found are reincarnates.
Year 6017: 123
The Queen has confided in me that this project is for the future Royal Four. She said that she had a premonition of their demise. It was explained how this was a safety net in case of the outcome. I don’t know how much I believe of this story, but anything that jeopardizes Antar in such a way must be catastrophic.
The Queen will not accept anything but the best Alternative to being full Antarian.
The Xenomorphs are all still very promising. Its amazing how every model has grown completely into adults. We have opened up a new Division for studying them and educating them as they grow. They are not part of the initial work, so I am not worried about how much they find out.

Year 6020: 230
Two of my colleagues and I have found a new planet. This was discovered by a complete accident. The planet is incredibly far from Antar. The journey back will take several months.
They are not near as developed as the Antarians. They are strange. We have been studying them for two years now. Observing their habits, how their mind processes information.

Planet: PXY-213000-Earth
Subjects: General findings

Physical characteristics
Carbon based life forms that are bipedal. Skeletal structure is made up of a substance of calcium and other minerals. Note: It is a relatively strong material, could be beneficial. Subjects vary wide and diversity. Many different colors. It seems that the most respected is white, that should be noted. The Blacks seem to be beaten and treated more as common animals then what they call human beings. It also appears that the blacks do whatever is asked by the white ‘humans’.
Their immune system is flawed however- This poses problems, the planet is raged with disease.
The fight or flight response is amazing however- The adrenal system allows for quick action above and beyond what I expected. Note to self: very beneficial

Mind:
This is the downside of this race. From studies it appears that they can only use a 10% of their brains. This causes some slight problems. They cannot access many critical areas. We have also experimented with transferring our consciousness into them in which we can take control of their bodies. The only downside is that though we can access the brain to use certain powers, they are extremely limited, it seems that at this moment their bodies are not hardwired to do so.
Other areas that are troublesome is there extreme violent nature. There have been more wars on this planet then I have ever seen on any other planet. But for everything that is negative about them; they have their own ‘good’ qualities. The human race has what seems an indomitable will. They just simply wont give up.
My son believes we should try to genetically modify them to further see their potential. I agree with him

Year 6025: 235
I’m the one left here. The others have given up It appears that it is impossible for Humans and Antarians to be joined, but I’m persistent. I’ve grown a liking to the humans. I must say that I would like to see what would happen of a blending.
The genetic advancement of the humans is taking more time then thought. I’m trying modify their DNA to advance the growing specimens several thousand years ahead. I’m quite curious to see the out come of such an event.

Year 6030: 123
My colleagues think that I’m crazy. They have continued their search and experimentations. The fools they don’t see what I see. The humans, there the key, ive observed them, for quite some time now.
The experiments are mild successes, they seem to only be able to access a portion of their mind still. Something keeps them locked out. The eldest , one in my observatory is constantly angered. I saw him access a small portion that I know he is capable of. He shot an energy blast at me. Albeit, the blast was seemingly nothing and absorbed with a wave of my hand; It is remarkable. Antarians themselves cannot unleash energy like that. That is the purpose of energy rifles which tap into ones on supply.

Year 6031: 045
I ‘abducted’ a young man today. He was terrified like all the others. The strange thing is that his scans show up to be odd. It reads that he is defective in a way that I’m not sure why. I’ve began the experiment to see if this will be another failure to combine.

Year 6031: 112
From the data that has been collected, it is my conclusion that the defective gene allows for the ability to combine the DNA into the cells. First experiments have suggested that the only addition that will take place is a half human/half Antarian hybrid. This is excellent news. The only processes now is to find others that will share this trait. Preferably ones that will have the highest characteristics to survive on Earth for the duration of their stay and to splice in the genetic code that will lead to the most beneficial specimen.

[mrbigshot88]

Ok what about last names. Make it Isabel and Tess Evans and Max Harding ? Or make it Isabel and Tess Harding and have Max Evans

Here is a M/T story that you all might not have read.Its an alright short story i guess. AnewLife

Oh here is the second half of the 1st chapter. The one with max. Tell me what you all think of it.

*A week before* -In Roswell
It was just another boring day as the bell rung and swarms of teenagers left the high school. Michael Guerin was met up by Tess and Isabel Evans at his locker like they usually did whenever he actually showed up to school.
“You know I’m actually surprised that you stayed the entire day today, it is a Monday after all” Isabel said as she met her friend with a half smile on her face.
Tess couldn’t help but to laugh a little at that statement. The sad part of the statement was that it was actually true.
Michael glared at his best friends. “Well… there’s a first time for everything” he commented letting the comment go.
They walked out the double doors together. Michael lead the way even though he wasn’t driving. Isabel unlocked the 97’ firebird and got in the driver side. She looked over to the passenger side and Michael was there smiling at Tess because he beat her to it, forcing her in the back.
She smiled and pull out; heading to the Crash Down for something half way decent to eat.
*****
The crash down was filled with more people than usual this day. The Crash festival would be in full swing within a week. Tourist from all over would wonder into town and explore the famous town of the 1947 crash landing. Michael watched with his back to the wall so it could observe his surroundings. A natural habit he seemed to always have. He watched as the only two waitresses hustled to and fro trying to meet the demands of everyone in the diner. They were both from his high school. He could vaguely remember names as Liz and something like Marina or something like that. Isabel and Tess were in a deep conversation dealing with boyfriends. He didn’t even know why they invited him here if all they were going to talk about… He lost his train of thought when two people walked in through the Crash Down front entrance. Something about them irked him, he didn’t quite know why but they both carried a high tension around them.
Maria POV
This was the day of hell; two people had called in sick on one of the busiest days of the year leaving Liz and me here to suffer the full blunt force as the mobs of crazies that passed through. I grunted to myself as I watched the two princesses come in with their lackey. Neither one were exactly involved in the popular crowd, but they were envied by the girls and wanted by the guys. They rarely went outside of their own little group. I don’t even see how they are friends with someone that is completely opposite with them. Michael Guerin, The bad boy of the school. I couldn’t help but stare at him in wonder.
“You staring at Michael again?” a voice came from over my shoulder. I was startled slightly nearly losing the plates in my hands.
“No Liz… What reason on earth could I have to stare at him” I asked in exasperation. I was not staring at Michael Guerin. Sure he didn’t look bad but he… he just wasn’t my type.
“Right…So do you want me to get them or would you like to do the honors” She said smiling at me.
“Umm there in your area, you can go serve them.” I was definitely not in a hurry to go over there. At least that’s what I kept telling myself. I watched as Liz walked over to their table, before I turned to go drop off the food to the next customers.
“Here you guys go. Is there anything else I can get you for today?” I said with the best fake smile I could hold at the moment. I was getting exhausted; I was even had sweat starting to pull a trail of coolness down my cheek.
“No thank” The elderly man said for himself and who I assume as his wife.
I was making my way to go pick up another order to deliver when I noticed Liz pulling out her ‘Alien’ picture trying to score in a little extra on tips for the Crash festival. I couldn’t help but smile, ‘Jeff’ would be so irritated that his daughter was still using that trick I thought to myself.
After I dropped the next order off the next customers that came in seemed to make this day seem like a bad movie. Two men walked in bickering and fighting about something already. They sat down at a two seat table across from each other.
“Great…” I said to no one in particular.
I walked over to the two that oddly reminded me of Beavis and Butthead.
“Can I get you two anything”
The gruff dark haired gave me this chilling stare that sent shivers up my spine. The he replied for the both of them. “We’ll have two medium cups of coffee and that’s it.”
I turned to look at the other man but he just nodded his head in acceptance. I left to go retrieve them there glasses and some coffee. I entered the kitchen.
“How is it going out there Maria.”Jose the cook spouted off as he robotically maneuvered the kitchen.
“I just got the customers from hell; I swear to you. “ I whined to him. I could always whine to jose.
“Aw come on now, it cant be that bad. And plus you only got three hours till your shifts over.” He said with a smirk. I’m sure he thought it was remotely funny.
“I highly doubt that with are no shows today” I said as I headed out the door to bring the coffee for Beavis and his accomplice. When I walked through the door I was half surprised to see half the restaurant staring at Butthead yelling at Beavis. There was shouting about money when Butthead stood up with Beavis not far behind. It was like slow motion. Butthead’s hands were already in his vest pocket pulling something metallic out, then there was someone shouting “GUN!” and from there all chaos broke loose.
Screams erupted and people dove for cover in the pandemonium. Liz was knocked down by some elderly woman trying to run for the back. Every one diving under their tables scared out of their minds as I watched helplessly with a pot of coffee in my hands.
The gun was already drawn towards Beavis but he blocked his arm from pointing it at him. Causing the aim to go astray; aiming it in the direction of me and the table I was next to. The next thing I saw was incredible. A hand stuck out practically right in front of me. There wasn’t a chance for the gun to go off when both men flew into the wall with several tables with them . The outward force knocked me off my feet with the coffee that I didn’t pay much attention to.
All I noticed then was two girls dragging Michael outside in a dead run. It hit me then, that was ‘their’ table.

[mrbigshot88]

Ok this is only part of the second chapter, The other is lost on my other laptop that i can not get to at this momet. Any ways this is still work in progress so all feed back is welcomed. I probably will change something so might as well put in your input on what you like. I dont have spell check or anything so please excuse that.

Chapter 2
The man walked through the darkened streets as piles of pedestrians left to go home to their miserable little lives. He easily maneuvered through the crowed. The scenery was like every movie that portrayed this part of the city. It was run down, the brick walls were cracked all along the foundation; giving off a wonder of why the complexes have yet fallen through. Biggers lined the alley ways and corners looking for mere scraps to live on. This was a dark place, one that he was familiar with.The north wind bit at the exposed skin. It didn't bother him though. He had other things to worry about.

POV

I let my eyes trail the alley passage ways, searching for anything out of the ordinary. I had to be careful. I escaped barely with my life a few mere hours ago. My senses were still strung tight, I refuse to let myself drop into relaxation. I turn down a small passage way. The buildings are slightly leaning from bad foundation. I doubt that my enemies would even think twice in search of me here. I cant help but think. I climb up the dilapidated steps; looking around me for any spectators. I let my hand trail the door knob for a second and a click is heard. I walk into the the house. I instantly become aware, the furniture and tables are overturned. Books and other minor belongings are scattered on the floors. I crouch and hug the wall; trying to discover if there here.

Looking around I let myself relax a small amount. This wasn't the work of 'them'. No this was done by common thieves and bums looking for a place to stay. I allowed myself to straighten back up and return to my objective.

I have to get in touch with Nesedo. The thought ran through my head over and over. Nesedo wasn't picking up his phones or anything. This just gave me a bad feeling. He wasn't dead, he was half way sure about that. Though they were not that connected, they had been through alot...

I silently moved through the dining room to the small hall way. There was a foul stentch in the air. The only thing that came to mind was death. I covered my nose with my shirt; trying to ease the offense. I exited the hall way which lead to what some may say would be the master bedroom. The room was the darkest of all the rooms, for some reason no light was getting through the windows. I didn't really care though. I went to the far wall; placing my palm against the smooth plaster. My hand glowed a small orange tint. I took my hand off the wall. A silver hand print could be made out as the silver glow supsided.

I pushed my hand in first. The particles of the fiber glass and wood parted as if it was made of air. I quickly steped through. No light made it to this room. It was pitch dark. I raised my hand in which to create a small light to see. The light filled the tiny room easily. There were selves of miscelanious. Items that would be a necessity in a situation like this.

I rifled through the boxes, picking up what I would need for the time being. A new identity, with credit cards and the works. This would come in handy... I looked at my new ID that Nesedo had placed here. Max Evans huh, I smirked to myself, i kind of like the ring of that. It read that i was 16 and an organ donor. I couldn't help but laugh a little at that.

I memorized the new details that was listed with this back ground that came with the box. It was slightly aggravating, but one could not falt Nesedo for being anything but precise.

I stopped when i came accross a map on the wall. There were no distinguishing marks on it, but when you could remember exactly where the safe houses were located on it; you didn't really need them. I have to get out of New York, it was dangerous here, but maybe the reason that its dangerous is because they are actually here. I sighed to myself, the nearest place outside this hell hole was a slightly rural area in the wilderness.Only a days drive away.

I quickly went to he desk, opening the one drawer to the left that had nothing, but money in it. I quickly took it out and placed it on the desk out of the way. I magnetically raised the bottom of the drawer up to get the emergency cell phones and PDA devices. I placed the money back and took the only set of keys off the hook above the desk.

I did one last mental check to see if I would need anything else. Nothing came to mind. I exited the room feeling the particles of matter pass over me.

"What the hell..." A shadowy figure expelled to himself.

"****" I said to myself a little louder than i meant to.

"Wher...where the hell did yoush come frooom" The man clammered out, he was slightly drunk.

I walked in the direction of the man, he was a bigger guy. "This is my home, why are you here..." I speak determinably.

I watch as the man is slightly taken aback from the questioning, he was clearly not ready to have to answer for himself.

"Heeey, thes pace hath ben empty for a long... Heey wait no! how did you do thaaat. come out of the daaamn waall?" He drawled out coming back to his point.

"I'm magic" I say as i reach for his arm with my right hand and pulling him closer; My left hand is swiftly placed on the side of his head, he tries to struggle, but the movements are far to quick for him to grasp.

A green pulse travels through my finger into his head. I feel his body sag against me almost instantly. He lets out a soft moan as i place him against a wall.

I quickly check to see if there is any one else before i place my hand back over the wall to seal it.

Before i leave I look back at the stranger to see that he is alright.

"Night" I whisper to myself as i leave the man there to wake up as if nothing happened in the first place.

[smurF|roswell]

Hmm i wonder what has happened to Nesedo ..
Nice part chapter, i hope you manage to get your hands on the other half soon!

[Honey-Girl]

I haven't read Roswell fics for a while ... do you have some good ones for me?