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Isabel’s Bedroom, Davidson Residence, Same Time

Michael was in sheer bliss as Isabel and Liz kissed all over the skin of his chest while their hands caressed him. He moved his hands to their heads and his fingers ran through their soft hair. Soon he brought Liz up from his chest and kissed her hard but Liz quickly broke the kiss. She felt a pain in her head and turned to face the window sharply.

“What?” Michael asked. “My kisses aren’t that bad ... are they?”

“Liz?” Isabel asked as she looked up.

“Something’s ... Max!” Liz said as she ran to the window and opened it.

She looked out of the window and saw Max crawling on the floor before he collapsed. In seconds she dived out of the window, using her strength and agility to land safely on the ground before she ran straight for the backdoor to the Evans home. Michael and Isabel just looked out the window where Liz had landed, they looked at each other.

“Back door?” Isabel said.

“Yeah,” Michael said.

No way were they going to follow Liz through her chosen means of exit. They grabbed their clothes and dressed on the way as they ran for the backdoor. Once they were outside, they hoped the garden fence.

Max’s Bedroom, Evans Residence, Immediately Following

On the floor of his bedroom, Max was out cold on the floor near his mother. When Liz entered the bedroom she saw Diane propped up against the corner of the doorframe but every instinct was telling her to go straight to Max’s side. Liz turned him over onto his back and cradled his head in her lap. Soon Michael and Isabel came up the stairs and saw everything; Michael stayed with Diane and eased her down onto her back.

Isabel looked back and forth between the two people knelt by Max. “What happened?” she asked.

“I have no idea,” Liz said, [Max ... Max, please wake up, ] she thought.

[Liz, ] Max thought.

[That’s it Max, wake up, ] Liz begged.

Max’s eyes then fluttered open and looked up at Liz, “What hap ... MOM!” Max said as he span around and moved to his mother. “Oh god ... what’d I do?”

Max placed his hand on his mother’s head and tried to heal her. He closed his eyes and focused but he couldn’t. No matter how much he tried and concentrated, Max could heal, he couldn’t find what was wrong and as such he couldn’t correct it. Just then they heard the front door open.

“MAX? DIANE?” Philip called out.

“Dad,” Max said.

Philip rushed up the stairs and saw his wife on the floor. Without even thinking, Max told his father what happened. He told her what she saw and the results when he took hold of her hand. Michael, Isabel and Liz all felt guilty, they were the triggering event after all. They wanted nothing more than to have taken even one second to close the curtains but all they could think about was getting to bed.

“It’s okay Max, let me see,” Philip said.

Philip put his hand on Diane’s forehead and closed his eyes.

“What are you doing?” Max asked. “You don’t have powers, do you?”

“Not like the ones you have. We Chimera have a kind of empathic sense. It helps us blend in with other animals when we’re hiding out, and for picking out Lycanthropes from humans. Our senses aren’t as heightened as the other tribes,” Philip said. “Ah ... there. That’s the problem.”

“What?” Max asked.

“You didn’t hurt her Max. You just caused a little ... overload,” Philip said.

“I don’t understand,” Liz asked.

“When she saw what she saw, you didn’t want her to be angry, especially since you wouldn’t be breaking up with Liz. Max, there has always been a part of you that wanted your mother to know ... to understand,” Philip said.

“Oh no. No way,” Max said as he began to piece it together.

“Somehow you formed a connection and flooded her mind with your memories. I don’t think you gave her all of them, but certainly most. She knows everything now,” Philip said.

Max backed off and moved around, his anger at his own stupidity built and built until he punched the wall with his fist.

“Max, it was bound to come out at some point,” Liz said.

“She’s right Max. Sooner or later ... it was just a matter of time,” Philip said.

“But now she knows about us, what we’ve done ... what you are,” Max said.

“It may not be ideal Max ... but it’s what we’re left with,” Philip said. “Let’s take her down stairs.”

Philip picked up his wife and carried her downstairs. He placed her on the sofa and covered her with a blanket, letting her rest while her mind adjusted to what was inside it. Max and Philip stayed by her side while Isabel left to go to the kitchen and make some coffee for them. Liz and Michael stayed close to Max, both doing their best to reassure him. Unfortunately, they just needed to wait and see what the outcome of this would be.

Flanagan’s Apartment, Moonvale, 19:00

While many of the Students who lived in Moonvale were getting ready for the move to the school, none of the rooms were ready yet. All students lived in the school except during the holidays but, for those whose families lived in town, they were free to return to their homes for visits at the end of the school day. That was the way it was for David Flanagan, he stayed with his mother in a rented apartment in the town. They had been there ever since his father sent them just prior to his fight with Max.

Soon David entered the room and saw his mother standing at the window. She had been waiting for his arrival.

“Well?” she asked.

“They say they’re only interested in sex with her,” David said.

“Snakes, they are nothing but a pestilence. They are not remotely worthy to be the chosen of our gods. But, she will be your mate, my son,” she said.

“I know,” David said as he moved to a cabinet.

He opened it up and inside was a shrine to Liz. The inside of the doors, the back panel, the sides, they were all covered with photographs of Liz. Most were of her doing everyday things, some were of her sleeping and some were a little more risqué. Some dated back to when Patrick first showed up in Roswell but most were recent. Prior to his banishment, Patrick had managed to arrange for other Wild Packs to breeze through town at night and take a few snap shots. David touched one photo, a blown up copy of one taken for high school, and he trailed his fingers along the side of her face.

In the middle of the cabinet was the device used by his father to commune with their god at Stonehenge. David took it out and placed it on the coffee table as his mother came closer with a sharp knife. He took the blade and sliced his palm open; in seconds blood covered his hand and he pressed it firmly against the surface of the device. The machine soaked up his bloody handprint and light flowed out of the top of it. The light pooled above them and both knelt on the ground.

“Great lord,” David said.

“Greetings child,” Quatral Anu’bis said from the light.

“My lord, I am in position. Students will arrive at the end of the month and so will she,” David said.

“Yes, I see you are already quite taken with her. Your young will spread a wave of destruction throughout those who do not carry the noble blood of the Lycanthrope,” Anu’bis said.

“Yes lord,” David said with a euphoric smile.

“But you are not enough. Your father failed,” Anu’bis said.

David looked up, “I am not my father. I will kill her mate and take her for my own.”

“Perhaps, perhaps not. Either way, an unexpected event as occurred. Those previously chosen of myself like you ... just very different in nature. Their purpose was simply to feed on all those who are not Lycanthropes; unfortunately they were wiped out ... mostly,” Anu’bis said.

“I don’t understand,” David said.

“Nor should you ... except for this. They require the girl to mate with them to reproduce and save their race. I do not care which of you succeed, either way I win and your cousins throughout the universe will never have to worry about being persecuted or exterminated,” Anu’bis said.

David dared to look up, “But my lord...”

A blast of light flowed down and engulfed David, his limbs flayed around wildly like he was being electrocuted. Pain flowed through every nerve in his body before it stopped, “You do not question me,” Anu’bis bellowed.

“Yes my lord,” David said meekly.

The god laughed, “I know you want the girl. If you succeed I will end the other’s desire and need to mate with her. However, if they succeed in getting to her first...”

“I understand,” David said.

“Soon she will come ... enjoy her,” Anu’bis said before the light vanished and the device deactivated.

David’s mother stood and went to get a bandage. She wrapped it around his hand over the wound her son had given himself. “Don’t worry my son. She will never be able to deny you.”

“I am not worried. Except about our masters other servants, he would not have warned me if they were not of concern,” David said. “Her mate will die as soon as I get the chance.”

Living Room, Evans Residence, 20:00

Diane was still out cold, Max paced back and forth while Liz tried to keep him calm. Michael and Isabel had reluctantly gone home to do their homework, but Max and Liz made them go. However, Max still blamed himself.

“Max, relax. We can hear her heartbeat; it’s steady. She’ll be fine,” Liz said.

Max shook his head, “Why the hell did it happen? I’ve kept this secret my entire life and just because she finds out about our...”

“Different sex lives?” Philip asked.

“I should have been able to control that. It shouldn’t have happened,” Max said.

“But it did. We’ll just have to adapt to this like how I adapted when I found out you were an alien,” Liz said.

“Yeah but you were a Rakas...” Max said.

Liz interrupted, “My first change happened after that. I had no idea remember.”

Then there was a groan from Diane, everyone looked over and saw that her hand was moving to her head as her eyes opened. She was really groggy, her vision was blurred and couldn’t make out anything around her but the more she blinked her eyes, the more things came into focus.

“Mom?” Max said.

Diane looked to her son and soon his face became clearer through the haze. Suddenly everything of Max’s life flashed sequentially in her head from day-one onward. However it wasn’t everything, some things managed to stay out of her head; like, for example, images of a more intimate nature but everything else was clear. As Diane looked at her son she couldn’t help but back away, pushing herself further into the couch in an attempt to move back.

When Max saw it, it was as if his soul was completely drained from his body. Liz felt it as well and her heart went out to him. Max wanted to curl up and die, wishing he had a power that could erase everything from his mother’s mind and make it all go away.

“Oh god,” Diane said as her mind sorted through it all. She looked between her husband and son, “You’re not human ... either of you.”

“No,” Philip said as he moved closer. “Not exactly. We’re another race of humanity, although Max is from ... elsewhere.”

“Elsewhere ... he’s an ... an...” Diane stumbled out.

“Alien,” Max said. “From the planet Antar.”

Diane looked to her son and for the first time since she woke up saw the pain in his eyes. She was torn, there was the rational human being who wanted to freak and then there was the mother in her who wanted to make that pain go away. She didn’t know what to do and Philip could see that.

“Yes he is. And it’s something he always wanted to tell you, which is why this happened,” Philip said. “He wanted you to understand. He’s had a need programmed into his DNA to keep the secret, no matter what ... but his emotions can override that when someone he cares about is in danger,” he said as he looked at Liz.

Diane immediately got a flash of the shooting, “So you really were shot?”

“Yeah, but luckily I had a Guardian Angel that day,” Liz said as she took Max’s hand.

Diane managed to sit up in the chair, moving into a position that wasn’t directed by fear but then she turned to her husband, “And you? After all these years ... how could you not tell me?”

“Partly ... the way you just reacted. If you’d found out any other way, your reaction would have been a lot more severe. This way you had time to work through it ... and you know what they’ve been through. There is also the fact that my people made sure I was under certain restrictions. I couldn’t tell you, keeping ourselves secret even from the other tribes is priority. A non-lycanthropic human knowing is unacceptable. They have no idea that Max and the others know, they’re not supposed to know until they day they find Sanctuary,” Philip said.

“Your people ... the Chimera?” Diane asked.

“Yes. We can become any animal on this planet,” Philip said.

“This is insane,” Diane said as she started to pace.

“You have no idea how many times I have wanted to tell you ... but that would have put you in danger,” Philip said.

“So you lied to me to protect me,” Diane said.

Philip cringed, he knew how bad what was in his head would sound. Yet he couldn’t help the words from leaking out, “Well, technically I didn’t lie, I just didn’t tell you...”

“No, you lied. Mind you I guess I never had any reason to question it,” Diane said. “But you should have told me.”

“I know,” Philip said.

Diane took a deep breath and sat for a minute. She ran through it all in her head before turning to look at Max. She moved over to Max; Liz knew what was coming, she could see it in Diane’s eyes and let go of Max’s hand. The next thing Max knew was that his mother’s arms were wrapped around him, hugging him tightly. Soon Max calmed and returned the hug as Liz smiled.

However, there was still a lot to go through. Liz left, she had her own homework to go through and didn’t have a lot of time but the family stayed in the living room and started to talk. Philip was terrified that his lie of omission would have a lot more repercussions with his wife – a lot of bridges needed to be made that night. Everyone needed to get to know each other again and hoped that Diane could learn to live with their unique family.

Roswell High, the Next Morning

There was sometime before the bell would ring and Isabel, Maria & Tess were all sitting on the grass. They were waiting for the others to arrive and after Isabel informed of what happened after school the previous day, Maria and Tess both joined in her worry of what was happening at the Evans house. They’d seen families among their classmates that had broken apart for what is comparatively a lot less of a reason than this. Diane’s husband and son were nothing that she believed them to be.

They talked about it among themselves until Alex and Kyle walked through the gates. Isabel had already called Alex after it happened and filled him in; no doubt he filled in Kyle.

“Any word?” Alex asked.

“Nothing yet,” Isabel said, not knowing anything despite living next door to them.

“Where’s Michael?” Kyle asked.

“Already inside. He’s just walking around ... guilt trip,” Maria said.

“Oh,” Alex said. “What about Max and Liz?”

“Not here yet ... if they leave it much longer they’re going to be late,” Isabel said.

Then, on cue, Max and Liz came through the gates and approached the group.

“Hey ... how’re things?” Tess asked.

“Mom and dad didn’t go to bed last night. They just stayed up all night and dad’s called in sick to work today. They’re going to spend the day talking,” Max said.

“Are they ... you know ... okay?” Isabel asked.

“I don’t know. Mom has been insisting that dad take her to meet the others,” Max said.

“The others? You mean the Chimera?” Alex asked.

“She plans on giving them a piece of her mind,” Liz said.

“That’s definitely your mom,” Isabel said.

“Yeah,” Max smiled. “But dad won’t. He won’t risk her getting hurt or ... he just won’t.”

Everyone could tell he was being hopeful, but in the last little while they had come to know Max’s mother and what she’d do when her mind was set. What they didn’t know was how far the Chimera would go to protect their secret from being known about by humans, Lycanthropes were one thing, they were a part of each other but humans had a history of destroying what they couldn’t understand. The massively depleted numbers of the Wolfen tribe by the start of the twentieth century were a testament to that.

Eventually the school bell rang. Everyone had to put it all to the backs of their minds in order to get on with their day. Having Liz near him helped Max do that but he still spent the day distracted, something that was unusual enough to be picked up on by his teachers. The result – Max was sent to speak with the school councillor for half an hour, of course he couldn’t go into details.

Copper Summit, Arizona, 10:00

In one of the many hidden rooms in the desert town, a lone Skin sat before a bank of monitors. He gauged readout after readout as he scanned every human frequency available on the planet. His job was simple; he just had to keep track of movements that could prove dangerous to the Skins. Also to find anything that could lead them straight to the Royal Four. All of a sudden there was a continuous beep from the system.

“There it is again,” he said.

“What?” Nicholas asked as he entered the room to get a report for Kivar.

“Sir ... I’m picking up an energy pattern. Quantum Neutrinos emitting in non-random patterns.”

“Check your equipment. Those things are too unstable and Earth has nothing that can generate them. They can barely last two minutes before exploding,” Nicholas said.

“Sir I checked my gear the last time this happened. It’s all a hundred percent, these are definitely Quantum Neutrinos and from the signatures ... they’re being used for communications. It’s so subtle that humans would never be able to pick them up, we can barely register it.”

Nicholas punched up the displays on the central monitor and looked over them. “What kind of technology could use them for communications?”

“There is the Granolith. There were rumours that the scientist that made it...”

“Discovered a method of stabilisation before his death ... please, those where conspiracy theorists and wishful thinkers,” Nicholas said.

“They say he was put the developments into the Granolith before the accident. Not that anyone’s been able to access most of its secrets or replicate it. If this is the granolith...”

“Can you track the signal?” Nicholas asked.

“I’ve been trying. The receiving station is small, I can’t triangulate it but the primary station is ... Tibet.”

“Tibet?” Nicholas asked.

“Well, not precisely but yes sir, high in the Himalayans. Sir ... this signal doesn’t track, not with the data recorded by Granolith technology researchers.”

Nicholas was off like a shot. He had to report this to Kivar, the mere possibility that they had tracked down the Granolith was to be reported. Besides, even if it wasn’t the Granolith, the fact that it (whatever it was) was utilising technology more advanced than they had was important. Within minutes, Kivar ordered an expedition to the region, an expedition that he would lead himself.

Girl’s Locker Room, West Roswell High, 13:00

Max and Maria had been walking by the locker room on their way to the library when all of a sudden Maria stopped dead.

“You okay?” Max asked.

“Yeah ... it’s just...” Maria said.

Max raised his eyebrows, “Another spike? I thought Liz, Michael and Tess...”

“Yeah they did. All last night. I just can’t stop today,” Maria said as without another thought she grabbed Max and kissed him, her tongue penetrating deep into his mouth.

They both looked around after that kiss ended but couldn’t see anywhere, until Maria looked to the door nearby. She vowed never to go in there again, not after the sheer number of times she’d come away with the imprint of the tiled floor and walls on her back and rear. However, god did she love doing it in there.

The second Maria and Max entered the locker room; the alien pushed Maria up against the tiled wall and kissed her, after he locked the door with his powers of course. Maria could instantly tell the difference between a kiss from Michael and a kiss from Max, when Michael kissed her there was always tenderness and love even in the most heated of spikes where as Max was kissing her with pure need and lust.

“Are ... are you sure ... you want to do this in here?” Max asked as she kissed her was around the side of Maria’s neck and across her throat, he knew of her rule.

“Yes ... just shut up and fuck me,” Maria gasped.

Max lifted Maria’s shirt up over her breasts to expose her bra clad peaks and through the bra the alien kissed, sucked and nipped at the human with his mouth and teeth. Each gentle touch of Max’s lips against Maria’s flesh made her entire body tingle and her core that much wetter. She longed to feel the mate of her best-friend shove his tongue and dick inside her. From the way Max kissed her down her front, Maria knew she wouldn’t have long to wait before fantasy became reality. The touch of his hands on her ass made Maria jump softly but then Max moved to his knees and lifted the human’s skirt to expose her underwear, letting him kiss the tops of her thighs. Max smiled at the black silk panties his current lover chose to wear; it was a huge turn on.

Max then gently ran his tongue over Maria’s thigh until he was barely a centimetre from the black cotton. He looked up as Maria looked down and then Max pushed the garment aside before planting kisses on Maria’s slit.

“Uhnnnnn,” Maria moaned gently.

Maria bit down on her lower lip, face wrinkled in delirium as her lover’s tongue worked its magic over her most sensitive region. Her pussy was dripping with honey and her clit throbbed frantically. She rubbed her ass tightly against the wall, and so grinding her hips against Max’s mouth - begging for more. A request that was obliged. Sliding a finger up her leg, Max inserted it into her slit and worked it in and out slowly. The pleasure was intense, piercing the depths of her soul and building tides of emotion that caused her to groan louder and louder. Maria bucked against her lover’s finger and tongue, wanting it to go deeper, harder and faster but Max kept the rhythm slow and steady. Then Max slowly licked the length of Maria’s cunt, slipping her rough tongue between the red folds of her pussy.

“Uhn ... UHNN ... AHHHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD,” Maria cried.

Maria moaned deeply. Her orgasm was stirring in her belly until she could no longer contain it and she cried out, flopping helplessly against the wall as Max’s talents brought forth the climax from her. It was fast, furious and left her gasping for breath, Maria collapsed, sliding to the floor in front of Max. The alien crawled up to her, looking at her gently as hands brushed errant tendrils of hair away from her face. Maria grabbed him and kissed him passionately.

Max thought that was enough to take care of Maria’s spike as he pulled away. He sat back but all of a sudden he felt his own spike starting, he couldn’t help it and Max rushed at Maria. His lips latched onto hers and he kissed her, not that she was complaining. His hands moved over her body, cupping her breasts as they kissed before sending one downward and under her skirt. He caressed her thigh and as his hand moved up so did the fabric. When he stopped Max pulled Maria’s leg and placed it up against Max’s hip.

In seconds Maria jumped up and wrapped her soft legs around him. Her hands slipped down to his pants and both heard the sound of his zip being pulled down. She reached inside and pulled out his already engorged cock. Gently she lowered herself onto him, taking Max deep inside her. Both groaned deeply. As Maria started to move her hips on his dick, Max started to slowly thrust into her as he pulled her bra strap down her shoulder to expose one breast.

As he sucked on her tit, Max started to thrust harder into Maria with his dick going deeper and deeper inside her, sliding against her velvet walls. Their hands locked and fingers intertwined, Max’s rough tongue trailed over Maria’s nipple. He eventually came up for air and then kissed Maria.

Maria was moaning in time with the wild thrusts of her hips. Max then pulled her away from the wall and laid her flat on the floor. Max then pounded into Maria, one hand covering her breast the other was on her hip. Every thrust of his cock brushed against her hot spot and every time her whole body quivered slightly. She bent her legs a little more and let Max further into her enflamed body.

“UGHNNNN ... YEAHHH ... OH YEAH ... UGHNNN ... UGHNNN...”

“GHNNNN ... GHNNNNNNNN ... GHNNNNNNNNNNN...” Max groaned as Maria squeezed his dick.

“YESS ... YESSSSSS ... YESSSSS ... FUCK ME MAX. OH GOD ... YESSS. UGHNNNNNNN...” Maria grunted.

Max then grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders, her ankles locked behind his neck. All the while Max never stopped moving inside her, she was so tight around him that Max thought he would pop with each thrust but he continued to hold back. Then Maria started to squirm beneath him, her body bucked with each thrust and Max knew she was close to her climax.

“MAX ... UHNNN ... FUUUUCYEAHHHH!” Maria cried out with her second orgasm.

“AUGHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!” Max gave a long drawn out moan as with a few more deep thrusts Max collapsed on top of Maria, his dick spewing his hot seed into her waiting body. Both were spent and breathing heavily. Their cheeks pressed together and they could feel their lover’s breath against their ear.

Soon they both parted and squared away their clothing. It didn’t take long for both to be presentable and were more than sated from their latest spike. They sat on the ground, leaning against the lockers as they regained control of their breathing.

“I’m gonna miss this locker room when we go to Moonvale,” Maria said.

“Why? Just how many times have you had sex in here?” Max asked.

Maria looked at him and smiled, “Lots and lots and lots of times. I’ve had Isabel, Liz Tess, then Tess, then Tess and then Michael, Alex, Michael, Michael, Michael ... well you get the idea.”

Max just smiled as the bell rang signifying the end of lunch. They jumped up and grabbed their gear before heading out to their next class. She did give a sigh of frustration though; she could feel the impressions of the tiles on her skin again. She was only glad that her next class wasn’t gym, where she would be stripping in front of a number of girls who’d see the state of her back and know what caused it.

Himalayan Mountains, 12 Hours Later

There was a blizzard, as always, around this one particular part of the mountain range. The trail was impassable to humans but in their husks, the Skins were protected, preventing them from even feeling the blistering cold. They climbed over rocks, scaled the mountainside and followed the signals through their tracking devices.

“My lord ... the signals are stronger over there ... behind that rock,” a Skin yelled through the roaring wind.

Kivar raised his hand and indicated to the Skins that he wanted them to clear the area of snow. They all ran forward and brushed the snow from the rocks. They uncovered ancient statues of animals that stood up well to the passage of time and the elements but as they cleared more snow away from the rock wall, they couldn’t find any seams to the rock that would allow them to move it.

“Sir, its volcanic rock ... solidified magma. It can’t be moved by hand,” a skin said.

“No,” Kivar said. “Not by hand.”

Kivar raised his arm and aimed the palm of his hand. All the Skins in front of him ran back and a blast of energy was shot to the rock and blasted it away. There was nothing but a void of darkness behind the rock, a passage leading downward but as Kivar and his people moved closer there was a ripple in the black. There was a wisp of light that drew them in for a closer inspection, but then the light grew. It filled the entrance and then...

“YOU DARE DESECRATE THIS PLACE!” the voice boomed out and echoed throughout the mountains. At least three avalanches was the result in the surrounding area.

The light burst like an explosion and translucent phantoms came forth, flying around the Skins. While the figures were hard to make out at first, soon they were all recognised as the nightmarish demons from their own mythology. Each phantom moved in and around the Skins. With a scream that pierced their very souls, the phantoms rushed at the aliens on mass. They passed right through one Skin, he cried in abject pain and as the last one touched him he vanished in a ball of black light.

The phantoms did the same with each Skin and they had no idea what was happening. As far as any of them knew, they were being killed off one by one. Soon only Kivar remained, the spectres circled up. They taunted him, tortured him by grazing his outer flesh. One by one they passed through him, slowly keeping the pain going as long as possible before their final attack. Kivar tried to blast them but his energy passed right through them. In the end, he vanished just like the rest of his people.