Risen In Light - CC - ADULT - {COMPLETE}
Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2003 4:01 pm
Risen in Light
Rating: ADULT, for language and situations.
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters; never have, never will!
Summery: New revelations are made about the Antarians and an old friend as he returns with revenge on his mind and a need to set things right.
Couples: All CC
Email: alex_g_smith@hotmail.com
Author Note: This is my third story (Roswell) and so, as usual, much feedback is appreciated!
Segment in italics is a character speaking to audience.
It starts in the final Granolith Chamber scene in “Departure”. Segment between the ~~~~~~*****~~~~~~ is a direct excerpt from that scene. The second mark is where my story begins.
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Max looked at Tess, “Did you kill Alex?”
“I didn't want to. I wish I hadn't, but I did.” Tess said
“Why?” Max asked
“Look Max, the-the clock's ticking, we don't really have time...” Tess said
“TELL ME WHY!”
“He would have told you what I did and I couldn't let that happen.” Tess said
“So you just, you just killed him?”
“I didn't mean to. His brain was just so weakened by the mind warp, and…look, none of this matters now.”
“Life matters Tess. My life, your life, his...”
“What matters is getting home, but you could never understand that could you? I might have been able to teach you but that stupid bitch had you wrapped around her...” Tess said
“Don't you ever call her that!” Max said
“See! Look how fast you run to her defence! Why couldn't you ever feel that about me? I'm your wife, Max! I'm carrying your child!” Tess countered
“This was all some kind of plan to get pregnant and go home, wasn't it? Home to what, Tess? To Kivar? To our enemies?” Max said
“They're not my enemies, Max.” Tess said
“You made a deal with them, with Kivar.” Max stated
“No, Nasedo made a deal, 40 years ago.”
“What was the deal? Tell me!”
“To return home with your child, and deliver the three of you to Kivar.”
“And what would happen to us once you delivered us?”
Tess didn't answer.
“How did I ever fall in love with someone like you? How could I ever marry you?” Max asked
“You were different-- you were a king! Now you're just a boy.” Tess said with distain
Max raised his hand to Tess' neck…
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…and then the hum of the Granolith stopped. The countdown clock on the wall halted, it flashed on and off as it became stuck between the seconds. The distraction allowed Tess to break free of Max’s hold on her neck and both looked around.
“What happened?” Tess asked
“I happened.” Came a voice from the wall.
The blue lining shimmered and rippled as a form began to emerge from the wall. Both Max and Tess couldn’t believe what they were seeing as the face became clear.
“What the hell?” Max said
The arrival smiled at the pair before raising his hand, in that same instant a beam from the Granolith shot Tess back against the wall and pinned her against the wall.
Well I bet you never expected to see me again did you? After all when someone’s six feet under they tend to stay there. But right now you’re probably wondering how I, Alexander Whitman, got here. Facing off against Tess, whom from what I now know should have been the one person I could trust but instead she killed me. But, before we get back to this little drama, the back-story. You see it all started 3 weeks before I died…well no, it started back when I was born…or on Antar…oh hell it technically began the second the universe was born but we don’t need to worry about that yet. Anyway…
Denver, Colorado, 02:15am Monday Morning, 3 Weeks Prior to Alex’s Death
It was pitch black, all the power in the city suddenly died during a violent lightening storm but that had passed and all that remained was the puddles on the ground. Anyone with sense was inside that night but a few didn’t have a choice. One hooded man was running for his life through the empty streets and behind him, three Skins were hunting him relentlessly.
He had managed to evade his pursuers a couple of times but they always managed to find him again thanks to their hexagonal devices. After all, in the mass of humans in the area, he was unique. It never took long for the enemy to lock back onto him. He knew that they would soon catch him it was inevitable. The Skins would never let a prize like him slip through their fingers but he had a purpose to fulfil and he was the only one who could do it.
Soon he found the police station, it was the only place that still had any light because of a backup generator. Quickly he ran inside to find a lone office behind the desk.
“Can I help you sir?” asked the officer
The man just tossed back his hood and moved breathlessly up to the desk. Officer Beck moved around the front to help him, he was able to catch the stranger before he collapsed.
“Well this is great for my second night on the job.” Beck said
In that second the man latched his hand on to the side of Beck’s head. Beck jerked his head back but his body became frozen in place and couldn’t break the grip. Then the area of Beck’s head that was touched started to glow as the energy began to pulsate up the mans arm and into Beck’s head as though he was feeding the energy into him.
“I’m sorry but I need you’re help.”
“Ple…please…what are you doing to me?” Beck asked
The man then closed his eyes and concentrated.
“Oh god…” Beck gasped, “Oh my god.” He said more calmly
“Do you understand?”
“Yes?” Beck answered
“I need your help, he needs you…do you accept?”
“Yes.” Beck said
The man sent his legacy into Beck, everything he had to give was sent.
“You don’t have much time, you need to be there for the Awakening.”
Then he sensed the approach of the Skins and quickly lifted Beck up before tossing him over to the other side of the desk where he started to glow. Just in time for the Skins to burst through the door.
The man stood up and faced the three Skins.
“You will come with us.” Said the Skin commander
“Not likely.” He said as he raised his hands.
Two of the Skins blasted him quickly, sending him back against the desk before he slumped down on to the ground.
“Actually I think it’s very likely.” Said the commander
He just looked up at the three aliens and smiled. “For the Hierarch.” He said before raising his hands again
The three Skins quickly acted to shoot him with their powers but the two blasts met each other in a blinding flash of light that exploded. The blast engulfed the four of them, leaving nothing but ashes, before it caught a nearby gas pipe and caused the entire building to erupt in a huge fireball that engulfed everything. Behind the desk, Officer Beck still glowed in an aura that protected him from the inferno and the collapsing building.
1 Week Later…
News Report: “It has been one week since the unexplained explosion in the Denver Police Station claimed the lives of all but one of the 32 officers that were inside. Federal investigators, hoping to question the sole survivor, Officer John Beck, were disappointed when he eventually came out of his coma but had no memory of the incident. Doctors at the hospital say that the loss of the memory may or may not be permanent. They put the loss down to an injury sustained on the back of his head, other than this his only injuries were minor burns and lacerations. His survival is described to be a genuine miracle.”
Room 1212, Denver Hospital, 15:00
Beck had been going stir crazy. He couldn’t remember anything of how he ended up in the hospital but he could feel a sense of urgency and knew he was running of out time. Just then his doctor came in to the room with his clipboard.
“Hi John, how are you doing?”
“Going stir crazy. Come on Doc, when can I get out of here? You’ve bandaged anything that need bandaged, everything works fine and I want to stop looking at these walls.” John asked
“Well, everything isn’t working fine. You’re white cell count is through the roof like it’s trying to fight off an infection but we can’t see anything. And then there’s that memory of yours.”
“I thought you said that the loss of short term memory is permanent?” John asked
“Well to be honest we don’t really know. As much as we’ve learned of the human body, the brain is still a big mystery. Our best guess is that you wont remember but there is a chance, which is why you’re friends are back outside.”
“Oh for fuck sake, I don’t remember it. Why can’t they just leave me alone?” John asked as he moved over to the window
“Because 31 men and women died that night and they don’t have a clue what happened. They think the explosion happened less that 20 feet from where they found you…actually they think there was two explosions, the first set of the gas mains in the building.”
“Hey, if I could tell them something I would. I saw their families at the memorial…I just don’t remember. Ugnnnn…okay what about this infection thing?” John asked
“Well we’re still running tests.”
“But do I need to stay here for that. You know where I live and if you forget just follow the F.B.I, I’m pretty sure they have my place bugged by now.”
“Oh come on, talk about paranoia.”
“Hey I may be a rookie but it doesn’t take an expert to know they think I’m a suspect.” John said
“Oh yeah?”
“Well I am the only survivor from a huge fireball and a pile of rubble, that’s got to raise some eyebrows. Hell if I was in there shoes I would think I’m a suspect.” John said
“Hmmm, okay you’re definitely paranoid. But I guess you’re right you don’t need to stay here while we run the tests. We have sufficient blood samples.”
“Really?” John said excitedly
“Really.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” John said, “How soon?”
“Pack your bags. I’ll get the forms but you still have those guys outside.”
“Grnnnn…okay, send them in.” John said
Main Office, Jericho Publishing, Los Angeles, 1 Week Later
Jacob Jericho entered his office after receiving a page. He quickly locked the door and told his secretary to hold all his call before he moved over to the statue of an eagle. He took off his ring and placed it in the open beak of the eagle and caused the eyes of the stone bird to glow. He removed his ring and moved over to the wall and passed through it as though it was air.
He arrived in a giant circular room with a path of lights leading up the control post. The walls were one big screen showing star patterns, planetary alignments and a thousand other readouts. Quickly Jacob moved along the path and approached the controls and the man operating them.
“Eric, what’s going on?” Jacob asked
“Sir, I’ve just picked up a shift in Earth’s metaphysical field.” Eric said
“There’s about to be another Awakening? How soon?” Jacob asked
“Maybe 5 days…a week at the outside.” Eric said
“Excellent, track the disruption to its source and contact Kane. We need him there as soon as…”
Eric then interrupted him. “Sir we’ve got a problem…actually we have two. First is that Kane hasn’t checked in for the past two weeks. His last report was from Colorado but we have no idea where he is now. And second…sir, this disruption is in a state of extreme flux, even if I had Antarian equipment I done think I could lock on to a stable enough ripple to track it down. I’ve never seen anything like this. Whoever this person is, his power level is far beyond that of the rest of us.”
“You think it’s…”
“AH…no, I’m not going to say it. If it is, it is but if not…I’m not going to jinx this.” Eric said
“Either way, at this power level the Council needs to be informed. And do your best to track down Kane, we need him to assist in the Awakenings…and narrow down that disruption.” Jacob said before turning back down the path and out through the wall.
The second he was back in his office he moved over to the eagle statue and pulled on one of the stone feathers. The lights in the room darkened and a circle of eight lights appeared on the floor. In the centre of those lights stood eight transparent holograms of people.
“Jericho, why have you called this Council?”
“I have just received information. We are currently tracking a ripple in Earth’s field, the power level is off the scale.” Jacob said
“Do you believe it is the Hierarch?”
“I do not presume…” Jacob said
“But you do.”
“If this person is the Hierarch so be it but that is the judgement of this honourable Council to make. The death will occur soon and not to long after the Awakening will happen. So far we are unable to see through the disruption to identify the location.” Jacob said
“What of Kane, his heightened awareness of these matters should allow you to track the disruption.”
“We’ve lost contact with Kane. He hasn’t checked in for the past 14 days.”
“WHAT? Kane’s abilities are unique and are irreplaceable. What was his last location?”
“Colorado, that’s all I know.” Jacob said
“Colorado?”
“Yes. Why?” Jacob asked
“2 weeks ago in Denver there was a class 6 explosion that killed 31 individuals. As of just now the explosion has yet to be explained. Through routine monitoring of Antarian frequencies we know that three Antarians of the Skin sect were in that area. They too have not been heard of for two weeks.”
“The Skins know of us?”
“Negative, details were not reported to the Skin command units. They only reported that they found something connected to Antar and were investigating.”
“And the next thing was the explosion and we loose contact with Kane.”
“We must conclude that Kane has expired. Send word to the others and let them know. His loss will be painful to all of us. Jacob, do what you can to track this new Awakening, if it is the Hierarch then we need it now more than ever. Without it our time on this world is limited but now it could be the only one with the ability to identify the members of our race.”
“I will proceed now.” Jacob said
“Wait. What of the artefacts?”
“All have been located, the final one shall arrive to my facility tomorrow. However only the Hierarch can extract the crystals. Farewell.” Jacob left the lights and returned to the statue to deactivate the holograms. Once they were off, the lights returned to their normal levels.
He unlocked his door and started to make phone calls all over the planet. He had a lot to make and didn’t finish until the sun had set.
Beck’s Apartment, Denver, Colorado, 21:50 3 Days Later
John sat on his chair, wrapped up in a blanket with his feet in a steaming bucket of water. Ever since he got home from the hospital his mysterious infection hit him full force with flu like symptoms. The investigators stopped their constant questions after they got it through their heads that he couldn’t remember what happened. The day after he left the hospital he went by the burnt out remains of the station and looked over it, he couldn’t understand why he survived. He was a picture of the rubble he was looking at when he drifted off to sleep.
Dreamscape~~
John was walking through the debris of the police station, the silhouettes of three people standing menacingly over a forth. They were nothing more than black shapes but John felt like he recognised the forth.
“Hello again.” Came a voice from behind him
Beck turned around to see someone come towards him, floating an inch of the ground.
“I know you.” Beck said
He nodded, “Yes, we met the night this happened. My name is Kane and I’m sorry about this.”
“You, you caused this?” Beck asked
“Unfortunately. My attack was only supposed to destroy my attackers but there was a gas pipe nearby.” Kane said
“Tell that to the people who died.”
“Well I wish I could but I’m dead too.” Kane said, “All that remains of me is inside you and now I need you to remember.”
“Remember what?”
Kane extended his hand. “To remember why you are alive. Take my hand.”
Beck hesitantly took it and for a second the two glowed.
Real World~~~
Beck snapped awake and jumped up but his entire body tingled.
“Oh god.”
The memories flooded his mind, everything from what happened to what he agreed to. He understood his purpose and what he needed to do; then he turned and looked at his mirror. He moved up to it and looked at his reflection – his eyes were glowing brightly.
“Oh man this is wild.”
Then he got a sense of something, something in the distance. It was calling out to him like a voice lost on the wind but as he tried to listen it became louder, clearer and he understood it.
“He needs you.” Boomed a voice in Beck’s head, “You have accepted this and now you must complete the journey. None of the others can do what you can…go to him. If you don’t arrive on time he will not Awaken and my people will fall.”
Beck looked back at the mirror and blinked a few times. The glow stopped. “Roswell.” He said, “That’s where you are. Roswell, New Mexico. Oh what the hell am I saying, I’m dealing with freaky alien shit, of course it’s gonna be Roswell.”
Quickly he ran into his bedroom and packed a bag before running down to the parking lot and getting into his car. During his drive he learned to control the glow of his eyes, he could turn the glow on and off at will.
Cemetery, Roswell, New Mexico, Midnight, The Night After Alex’s Funeral
When Beck arrived in Roswell he kept his distance from everything, he relied only on his instincts to guide him to what was calling to him. However he was drawn to the cemetery and watched as the coffin was placed in the ground. He never left the cemetery after that, he kept to the furthest edge of the grounds and waited until midnight.
When the alarm on his watch went off he opened the trunk of his car and pulled out a shovel. He moved over to the new grave.
“Oh yeah…this job has really great perks.” He said sarcastically, “Sorry kid…but I do have a feeling you’ll thank me.” Beck said and started to dig. John found that despite the lack of light he could see as clearly as he could as if it were daylight.
30 Minutes Later…
John eventually hit the wood of the coffin but was covered by mud as a result. He looked down at the lid and felt hesitant. “I hope to god I’m right about this.” He cleared the sides of the lid and used the edge of the shovel to pry the lid open…
The blast of light was blinding but it only lasted a second. It sent John flying backwards out of the hole he had dug as a mass of light floated out of the coffin. John could see through the light and saw a body regenerating the damage it had suffered. When the light stopped, the body floated down onto the ground before Beck. John knelt down next to the body and then it opened his.
“Aghhhhhhhhhh!” John cried out after being startled by it.
“Christ man, keep it low. Major headache.”
“Uhhhh…sorry, I’m just a little new to this. I’m Beck, John Beck.” He said
“Alex Whitman, nice to meet you.”
“Hi…forgive me but you don’t seem to freaked out about coming back from the dead?” John asked
“That’s because I know what I am now…wait…you’re not?” Alex asked
“Uh no. I kinda got drafted.” Beck said
“Oh, okay.” Alex said as Beck helped him up
“So do you know everything?” Beck asked
“Unfortunately no.”
“But I thought, during the Awakening you were supposed to…”
“I know but I don’t. Something must have interfered with the process…oh…Max.” Alex said
“Who’s Max?” Beck asked
“He’s an Antarian Human Hybrid, one of the Royal Four…and a good friend. He probably tried to heal me when I died. His energy could have caused some block in my memory, it should eventually come to me but…oh god Isabel.”
“You’re girlfriend?”
“Yeah, and Max’s sister.” Alex said
“You know you can’t go to them, at least not yet anyway.” Beck said
“I know…but I need to get to L.A. and I need someone out here to keep an eye on Tess. Something isn’t right with her.” Alex said
Rating: ADULT, for language and situations.
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters; never have, never will!
Summery: New revelations are made about the Antarians and an old friend as he returns with revenge on his mind and a need to set things right.
Couples: All CC
Email: alex_g_smith@hotmail.com
Author Note: This is my third story (Roswell) and so, as usual, much feedback is appreciated!
Segment in italics is a character speaking to audience.
It starts in the final Granolith Chamber scene in “Departure”. Segment between the ~~~~~~*****~~~~~~ is a direct excerpt from that scene. The second mark is where my story begins.
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Max looked at Tess, “Did you kill Alex?”
“I didn't want to. I wish I hadn't, but I did.” Tess said
“Why?” Max asked
“Look Max, the-the clock's ticking, we don't really have time...” Tess said
“TELL ME WHY!”
“He would have told you what I did and I couldn't let that happen.” Tess said
“So you just, you just killed him?”
“I didn't mean to. His brain was just so weakened by the mind warp, and…look, none of this matters now.”
“Life matters Tess. My life, your life, his...”
“What matters is getting home, but you could never understand that could you? I might have been able to teach you but that stupid bitch had you wrapped around her...” Tess said
“Don't you ever call her that!” Max said
“See! Look how fast you run to her defence! Why couldn't you ever feel that about me? I'm your wife, Max! I'm carrying your child!” Tess countered
“This was all some kind of plan to get pregnant and go home, wasn't it? Home to what, Tess? To Kivar? To our enemies?” Max said
“They're not my enemies, Max.” Tess said
“You made a deal with them, with Kivar.” Max stated
“No, Nasedo made a deal, 40 years ago.”
“What was the deal? Tell me!”
“To return home with your child, and deliver the three of you to Kivar.”
“And what would happen to us once you delivered us?”
Tess didn't answer.
“How did I ever fall in love with someone like you? How could I ever marry you?” Max asked
“You were different-- you were a king! Now you're just a boy.” Tess said with distain
Max raised his hand to Tess' neck…
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…and then the hum of the Granolith stopped. The countdown clock on the wall halted, it flashed on and off as it became stuck between the seconds. The distraction allowed Tess to break free of Max’s hold on her neck and both looked around.
“What happened?” Tess asked
“I happened.” Came a voice from the wall.
The blue lining shimmered and rippled as a form began to emerge from the wall. Both Max and Tess couldn’t believe what they were seeing as the face became clear.
“What the hell?” Max said
The arrival smiled at the pair before raising his hand, in that same instant a beam from the Granolith shot Tess back against the wall and pinned her against the wall.
Well I bet you never expected to see me again did you? After all when someone’s six feet under they tend to stay there. But right now you’re probably wondering how I, Alexander Whitman, got here. Facing off against Tess, whom from what I now know should have been the one person I could trust but instead she killed me. But, before we get back to this little drama, the back-story. You see it all started 3 weeks before I died…well no, it started back when I was born…or on Antar…oh hell it technically began the second the universe was born but we don’t need to worry about that yet. Anyway…
Denver, Colorado, 02:15am Monday Morning, 3 Weeks Prior to Alex’s Death
It was pitch black, all the power in the city suddenly died during a violent lightening storm but that had passed and all that remained was the puddles on the ground. Anyone with sense was inside that night but a few didn’t have a choice. One hooded man was running for his life through the empty streets and behind him, three Skins were hunting him relentlessly.
He had managed to evade his pursuers a couple of times but they always managed to find him again thanks to their hexagonal devices. After all, in the mass of humans in the area, he was unique. It never took long for the enemy to lock back onto him. He knew that they would soon catch him it was inevitable. The Skins would never let a prize like him slip through their fingers but he had a purpose to fulfil and he was the only one who could do it.
Soon he found the police station, it was the only place that still had any light because of a backup generator. Quickly he ran inside to find a lone office behind the desk.
“Can I help you sir?” asked the officer
The man just tossed back his hood and moved breathlessly up to the desk. Officer Beck moved around the front to help him, he was able to catch the stranger before he collapsed.
“Well this is great for my second night on the job.” Beck said
In that second the man latched his hand on to the side of Beck’s head. Beck jerked his head back but his body became frozen in place and couldn’t break the grip. Then the area of Beck’s head that was touched started to glow as the energy began to pulsate up the mans arm and into Beck’s head as though he was feeding the energy into him.
“I’m sorry but I need you’re help.”
“Ple…please…what are you doing to me?” Beck asked
The man then closed his eyes and concentrated.
“Oh god…” Beck gasped, “Oh my god.” He said more calmly
“Do you understand?”
“Yes?” Beck answered
“I need your help, he needs you…do you accept?”
“Yes.” Beck said
The man sent his legacy into Beck, everything he had to give was sent.
“You don’t have much time, you need to be there for the Awakening.”
Then he sensed the approach of the Skins and quickly lifted Beck up before tossing him over to the other side of the desk where he started to glow. Just in time for the Skins to burst through the door.
The man stood up and faced the three Skins.
“You will come with us.” Said the Skin commander
“Not likely.” He said as he raised his hands.
Two of the Skins blasted him quickly, sending him back against the desk before he slumped down on to the ground.
“Actually I think it’s very likely.” Said the commander
He just looked up at the three aliens and smiled. “For the Hierarch.” He said before raising his hands again
The three Skins quickly acted to shoot him with their powers but the two blasts met each other in a blinding flash of light that exploded. The blast engulfed the four of them, leaving nothing but ashes, before it caught a nearby gas pipe and caused the entire building to erupt in a huge fireball that engulfed everything. Behind the desk, Officer Beck still glowed in an aura that protected him from the inferno and the collapsing building.
1 Week Later…
News Report: “It has been one week since the unexplained explosion in the Denver Police Station claimed the lives of all but one of the 32 officers that were inside. Federal investigators, hoping to question the sole survivor, Officer John Beck, were disappointed when he eventually came out of his coma but had no memory of the incident. Doctors at the hospital say that the loss of the memory may or may not be permanent. They put the loss down to an injury sustained on the back of his head, other than this his only injuries were minor burns and lacerations. His survival is described to be a genuine miracle.”
Room 1212, Denver Hospital, 15:00
Beck had been going stir crazy. He couldn’t remember anything of how he ended up in the hospital but he could feel a sense of urgency and knew he was running of out time. Just then his doctor came in to the room with his clipboard.
“Hi John, how are you doing?”
“Going stir crazy. Come on Doc, when can I get out of here? You’ve bandaged anything that need bandaged, everything works fine and I want to stop looking at these walls.” John asked
“Well, everything isn’t working fine. You’re white cell count is through the roof like it’s trying to fight off an infection but we can’t see anything. And then there’s that memory of yours.”
“I thought you said that the loss of short term memory is permanent?” John asked
“Well to be honest we don’t really know. As much as we’ve learned of the human body, the brain is still a big mystery. Our best guess is that you wont remember but there is a chance, which is why you’re friends are back outside.”
“Oh for fuck sake, I don’t remember it. Why can’t they just leave me alone?” John asked as he moved over to the window
“Because 31 men and women died that night and they don’t have a clue what happened. They think the explosion happened less that 20 feet from where they found you…actually they think there was two explosions, the first set of the gas mains in the building.”
“Hey, if I could tell them something I would. I saw their families at the memorial…I just don’t remember. Ugnnnn…okay what about this infection thing?” John asked
“Well we’re still running tests.”
“But do I need to stay here for that. You know where I live and if you forget just follow the F.B.I, I’m pretty sure they have my place bugged by now.”
“Oh come on, talk about paranoia.”
“Hey I may be a rookie but it doesn’t take an expert to know they think I’m a suspect.” John said
“Oh yeah?”
“Well I am the only survivor from a huge fireball and a pile of rubble, that’s got to raise some eyebrows. Hell if I was in there shoes I would think I’m a suspect.” John said
“Hmmm, okay you’re definitely paranoid. But I guess you’re right you don’t need to stay here while we run the tests. We have sufficient blood samples.”
“Really?” John said excitedly
“Really.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” John said, “How soon?”
“Pack your bags. I’ll get the forms but you still have those guys outside.”
“Grnnnn…okay, send them in.” John said
Main Office, Jericho Publishing, Los Angeles, 1 Week Later
Jacob Jericho entered his office after receiving a page. He quickly locked the door and told his secretary to hold all his call before he moved over to the statue of an eagle. He took off his ring and placed it in the open beak of the eagle and caused the eyes of the stone bird to glow. He removed his ring and moved over to the wall and passed through it as though it was air.
He arrived in a giant circular room with a path of lights leading up the control post. The walls were one big screen showing star patterns, planetary alignments and a thousand other readouts. Quickly Jacob moved along the path and approached the controls and the man operating them.
“Eric, what’s going on?” Jacob asked
“Sir, I’ve just picked up a shift in Earth’s metaphysical field.” Eric said
“There’s about to be another Awakening? How soon?” Jacob asked
“Maybe 5 days…a week at the outside.” Eric said
“Excellent, track the disruption to its source and contact Kane. We need him there as soon as…”
Eric then interrupted him. “Sir we’ve got a problem…actually we have two. First is that Kane hasn’t checked in for the past two weeks. His last report was from Colorado but we have no idea where he is now. And second…sir, this disruption is in a state of extreme flux, even if I had Antarian equipment I done think I could lock on to a stable enough ripple to track it down. I’ve never seen anything like this. Whoever this person is, his power level is far beyond that of the rest of us.”
“You think it’s…”
“AH…no, I’m not going to say it. If it is, it is but if not…I’m not going to jinx this.” Eric said
“Either way, at this power level the Council needs to be informed. And do your best to track down Kane, we need him to assist in the Awakenings…and narrow down that disruption.” Jacob said before turning back down the path and out through the wall.
The second he was back in his office he moved over to the eagle statue and pulled on one of the stone feathers. The lights in the room darkened and a circle of eight lights appeared on the floor. In the centre of those lights stood eight transparent holograms of people.
“Jericho, why have you called this Council?”
“I have just received information. We are currently tracking a ripple in Earth’s field, the power level is off the scale.” Jacob said
“Do you believe it is the Hierarch?”
“I do not presume…” Jacob said
“But you do.”
“If this person is the Hierarch so be it but that is the judgement of this honourable Council to make. The death will occur soon and not to long after the Awakening will happen. So far we are unable to see through the disruption to identify the location.” Jacob said
“What of Kane, his heightened awareness of these matters should allow you to track the disruption.”
“We’ve lost contact with Kane. He hasn’t checked in for the past 14 days.”
“WHAT? Kane’s abilities are unique and are irreplaceable. What was his last location?”
“Colorado, that’s all I know.” Jacob said
“Colorado?”
“Yes. Why?” Jacob asked
“2 weeks ago in Denver there was a class 6 explosion that killed 31 individuals. As of just now the explosion has yet to be explained. Through routine monitoring of Antarian frequencies we know that three Antarians of the Skin sect were in that area. They too have not been heard of for two weeks.”
“The Skins know of us?”
“Negative, details were not reported to the Skin command units. They only reported that they found something connected to Antar and were investigating.”
“And the next thing was the explosion and we loose contact with Kane.”
“We must conclude that Kane has expired. Send word to the others and let them know. His loss will be painful to all of us. Jacob, do what you can to track this new Awakening, if it is the Hierarch then we need it now more than ever. Without it our time on this world is limited but now it could be the only one with the ability to identify the members of our race.”
“I will proceed now.” Jacob said
“Wait. What of the artefacts?”
“All have been located, the final one shall arrive to my facility tomorrow. However only the Hierarch can extract the crystals. Farewell.” Jacob left the lights and returned to the statue to deactivate the holograms. Once they were off, the lights returned to their normal levels.
He unlocked his door and started to make phone calls all over the planet. He had a lot to make and didn’t finish until the sun had set.
Beck’s Apartment, Denver, Colorado, 21:50 3 Days Later
John sat on his chair, wrapped up in a blanket with his feet in a steaming bucket of water. Ever since he got home from the hospital his mysterious infection hit him full force with flu like symptoms. The investigators stopped their constant questions after they got it through their heads that he couldn’t remember what happened. The day after he left the hospital he went by the burnt out remains of the station and looked over it, he couldn’t understand why he survived. He was a picture of the rubble he was looking at when he drifted off to sleep.
Dreamscape~~
John was walking through the debris of the police station, the silhouettes of three people standing menacingly over a forth. They were nothing more than black shapes but John felt like he recognised the forth.
“Hello again.” Came a voice from behind him
Beck turned around to see someone come towards him, floating an inch of the ground.
“I know you.” Beck said
He nodded, “Yes, we met the night this happened. My name is Kane and I’m sorry about this.”
“You, you caused this?” Beck asked
“Unfortunately. My attack was only supposed to destroy my attackers but there was a gas pipe nearby.” Kane said
“Tell that to the people who died.”
“Well I wish I could but I’m dead too.” Kane said, “All that remains of me is inside you and now I need you to remember.”
“Remember what?”
Kane extended his hand. “To remember why you are alive. Take my hand.”
Beck hesitantly took it and for a second the two glowed.
Real World~~~
Beck snapped awake and jumped up but his entire body tingled.
“Oh god.”
The memories flooded his mind, everything from what happened to what he agreed to. He understood his purpose and what he needed to do; then he turned and looked at his mirror. He moved up to it and looked at his reflection – his eyes were glowing brightly.
“Oh man this is wild.”
Then he got a sense of something, something in the distance. It was calling out to him like a voice lost on the wind but as he tried to listen it became louder, clearer and he understood it.
“He needs you.” Boomed a voice in Beck’s head, “You have accepted this and now you must complete the journey. None of the others can do what you can…go to him. If you don’t arrive on time he will not Awaken and my people will fall.”
Beck looked back at the mirror and blinked a few times. The glow stopped. “Roswell.” He said, “That’s where you are. Roswell, New Mexico. Oh what the hell am I saying, I’m dealing with freaky alien shit, of course it’s gonna be Roswell.”
Quickly he ran into his bedroom and packed a bag before running down to the parking lot and getting into his car. During his drive he learned to control the glow of his eyes, he could turn the glow on and off at will.
Cemetery, Roswell, New Mexico, Midnight, The Night After Alex’s Funeral
When Beck arrived in Roswell he kept his distance from everything, he relied only on his instincts to guide him to what was calling to him. However he was drawn to the cemetery and watched as the coffin was placed in the ground. He never left the cemetery after that, he kept to the furthest edge of the grounds and waited until midnight.
When the alarm on his watch went off he opened the trunk of his car and pulled out a shovel. He moved over to the new grave.
“Oh yeah…this job has really great perks.” He said sarcastically, “Sorry kid…but I do have a feeling you’ll thank me.” Beck said and started to dig. John found that despite the lack of light he could see as clearly as he could as if it were daylight.
30 Minutes Later…
John eventually hit the wood of the coffin but was covered by mud as a result. He looked down at the lid and felt hesitant. “I hope to god I’m right about this.” He cleared the sides of the lid and used the edge of the shovel to pry the lid open…
The blast of light was blinding but it only lasted a second. It sent John flying backwards out of the hole he had dug as a mass of light floated out of the coffin. John could see through the light and saw a body regenerating the damage it had suffered. When the light stopped, the body floated down onto the ground before Beck. John knelt down next to the body and then it opened his.
“Aghhhhhhhhhh!” John cried out after being startled by it.
“Christ man, keep it low. Major headache.”
“Uhhhh…sorry, I’m just a little new to this. I’m Beck, John Beck.” He said
“Alex Whitman, nice to meet you.”
“Hi…forgive me but you don’t seem to freaked out about coming back from the dead?” John asked
“That’s because I know what I am now…wait…you’re not?” Alex asked
“Uh no. I kinda got drafted.” Beck said
“Oh, okay.” Alex said as Beck helped him up
“So do you know everything?” Beck asked
“Unfortunately no.”
“But I thought, during the Awakening you were supposed to…”
“I know but I don’t. Something must have interfered with the process…oh…Max.” Alex said
“Who’s Max?” Beck asked
“He’s an Antarian Human Hybrid, one of the Royal Four…and a good friend. He probably tried to heal me when I died. His energy could have caused some block in my memory, it should eventually come to me but…oh god Isabel.”
“You’re girlfriend?”
“Yeah, and Max’s sister.” Alex said
“You know you can’t go to them, at least not yet anyway.” Beck said
“I know…but I need to get to L.A. and I need someone out here to keep an eye on Tess. Something isn’t right with her.” Alex said