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As far as Maria and consequences, I'm sure that's going to come into play soon enough
Chapter 4
"Alright, real quick, because I'm sure it has been driving Liz crazy since I said we could have a blood transfusion from a human," Kal looks at Liz who smiles and shrugs her shoulders, "We most certainly have never been three feet tall and green," Kal said indignantly.
"As I said before, we have simply just been around longer then humans," Kal continued, "And we are like you in almost every way."
Now the Sheriff, who couldn't be silent any longer spoke up. "Kal, we have been fed these images from the government for years. I've also had a lot of conversations with Michael, helping him deal with the whole Pierce situation. Michael told me that Nasedo couldn't get through the security at Eagle Rock. Said that he had no skeletal system. Are there two different kinds of races?"
Kal didn't want to get into this right now, as he knew it would shock and anger everyone even more. There really was no way around it, and as he looked to Maria he suddenly wished he had duct tape for her mouth. This was really going to set her off.
He decided to do it quick, like pulling off a band aid. "Ok, if you were in the dark about the alien thing, what would you be more afraid of, a little green man or someone that looked like you that had our kind of powers? Someone that couldn't be spotted by the naked eye?"
Liz looked thoughtful. "It really was writers of the science fiction stories that came up with those images, wasn't it? Then the government ran with it as to not cause wide spread panic?"
"Exactly Liz," Kal said. "And as far as what Nasedo told Michael in Eagle Rock.....We don't exactly "shapeshift" as people like Hubble called it. We mearly have a gift that can bend the tiniest fragments of light, making you see what we want. Yes, we look different, but our form is still the same."
"This is how you are making the alien cinema, right Kal?" Liz asked. His smile told her she was right and she continued. "Then that means you could probably make yourself invisible too. Couldn't Nasedo have walked right in there and got Max out at any time?"
Here goes nothing, thought Kal. "Yes he could have. Who led them to Max to begin with? Why do you think he took you Liz? He wanted Max to follow. He led them right to him and handed him over on a silver platter, let him be tortured, and then made damn sure that only the "Royal Four's" power could save him."
After Kal's announcement you could have heard a pin drop. He expected a lot of things, but dead silence was not one of them.
Alex was the one to speak. "Guys? Maria? Liz?" he questioned as he took each one of their hands in his. "I know that this is a bit premature. You are both really just getting over the shock of me being you know, not dead, and are learning all these new things. I know that once it all sinks in and the shock value is over I very well might end up dead," he chuckled softly.
"But what I want you to think about... before killing me, that is," he continued, "Is how that...that...Monster let Max stay in that White Room. Max even thinks that while Nasedo was MIA he was actually watching him be tortured. Granted we never trusted him or Tess, but we had no idea the kind of evil we were facing. None. When I heard this story, I knew I had to go along with Max's plan. I'd rather see you hurt then dead."
Maria and Liz both looked down at their hands in silence.
"Perhaps we should continue with the Antarian history," Jim said softly.
Kal focused his powers and suddenly the alien cinema sprang back to life. Zan gently knocked on his Mother's door. "Mother?" he called.
"Come in sweetheart," his mother answered.
As the big ornate door opened and a woman perched on a red silk covered window seat staring at the same sunset turned to smile at her son. It was a smile that lights up a room. It wasn't only Alex that realized it was an Isabel Evans knock your socks off smile......
"Do you have a moment Mother?" Zan asked as he headed towards his Mother's window seat.
The Queen patted the seat next to her, "For you Zan, always. Come, come join me."
Zan sat down and gave his Mother a sad smile. "So I guess you've heard about my upcoming nuptials," he sad sadly.
"Yes I have Zan, no matter how hard your Father tried to keep it from me," she sighed, taking one of Zan's hands in her own. "How are you holding up?"
"I'm ok considering." Zan stated.
"Considering?" the Queen asked.
"Considering my Father has offered me up to an arranged marriage to someone I don't have the least bit of attraction to, someone I can barely have a conversation with, and his only explanation is that it is for the best."
A knock at the door interrupts the discussion. The Queen quickly gets off the window seat and grabs Zan's hand.
"Come with me Zan," she whispers. "Quickly now."
The Queen walks over to a doorway that leads into a large walk in closet filled with fancy dresses. She goes to the far back wall, and waves her hand over the surface. A glowing hand print appears, and she presses her hand upon it.
A doorway magically opens, and she ushers Zan through it. Once on the other side, she repeats the process and the door closes.
"I didn't know this was here," Zan says. "Shhhh now," the Queen says. She grabs Zan's hand again and ushers him through a long, dark hallway, walking very quickly.
As they come to a long, winding staircase Zan whispers, "Mother, where are you taking me?"
"To the Granilith Chamber," she says as they jog up the stairs. Once at the top, the Queen wipes her hand across the wall and another handprint appears, and after opening the secret door, the Mother and Son find themselves in the Granilith Chamber.
"They won't bother us here Zan, It's sacrilegious. I'll bet whomever was at the door in my chambers was there to rush you away to visit your Father."
Zan walked up to the big, humming, glowing sphere and lightly ran his fingers over it. "It's been a long time since I was here," Zan said softly.
"To long," his Mother replied, "and I'm afraid much of that is my fault," she said sadly. Zan started to interrupt, but the Queen just held up her hand.
"No Zan, I have let things go on long enough. Your Father, he's changed, he's different, and unfortunately as King there isn't a whole lot we can do about that," she sighed. "For the last few years, he's kept you away from me, away from communing with the Granilith and I should have done something, something....more."
"Rath, Vi and I were talking about that today. I swear it has something to do with Killian. He wants the Granilith, doesn't he, and he's going to use me to get it." Zan asked as the sphere went from a bright white glow to a deep yellow glow and back again.
"I'd say that's your answer Zan," his Mother smiled. "It always has had a special connection to you."
Zan got up and began pacing around the Granilith. "All we need is a plan Mother, you got to have a plan."
Maria snorted and elbowed Liz. Liz just rolled her eyes and continued watching.
"We've all been so wrapped up in petty stuff these last couple of years," Zan said as he dropped to his knees in front of the Granilith. "He's been having us chase our tails, fighting amongst ourselves to where we just didn't see....just didn't pay attention to what was important."
The Queen watched her son in fascination as he placed both hands on the Granolith. It began glowing bright, vibrant colors as the chamber seemed to swirl along with the rainbow of colors.
"Do you have the samples Mother," Zan asked almost robotically.
"Is it really going to come to that?" the Queen asked in shock.
"Yes Mother. We need to do this, and do it before the civil ceremony. Otherwise my heir will be made from my DNA and Ava's, which is exactly what Killian wants, I just know it."
The Queen sighed. She knew when she gathered the samples from Earth along with Zan, Vilandra, and Rath that it might come to this. It was a time-honored tradition, protecting the Granilith from being taken into the wrong hands, but no one had ever used it.
If they placed the samples in the Granilith now, and if Zan only married Ava in a civil ceremony afterwards, there would be no need to change the samples.
The Queen pulled three vials from her pocket and kneeled down next to her son. Placing one hand on the Granilith she raised her other hand with the vials like an offering to the glowing sphere. Small sparkly stars swirled around the vials and they disappeared from his Mother's hand.
"It is done," she said quietly.
Zan lowered his hands and stared at the Granilith thoughtfully. "Do you think we could still get a mind warp signature from the Granilith?" Zan asked. Slowly he touched the surface of the sphere again and it faded to a dull black.
"Of all the things that could be going on, I didn't think it would be that," his Mother said. "That power is evil, it has been forbidden for centuries, and if that is what has been happening to your Father........."
"Then it will be over soon," Zan finished for her. "Father will never agree to be tested. His arrogance will see to it. He'd never admit to a weakness like that, or we wouldn't be in this position to begin with," Zan said bitterly.
"Zan, Zan look at me," his Mother said, touching both sides of his face. "Please remember how your Father used to be, not how he is now. If he's been warped the last few years he is no longer the man we knew. It is not him."
"But he still won't get better because warped or not, he'll never admit to it, admit he needs help," Zan said sadly.
"You remember that Zan, remember that always. Your Grandfather was possibly the greatest King this land has ever seen, and do you know why? Because the power that came with being King and keeper of the Granilith humbled him, not empowered him. He respected it in a way your Father never understood."
Just then the two heard the sliding of a door from the opposite side of the chamber. "Go Mother, go now. It has to be Father," Zan said, knowing that only the King, Queen, or Crowned Prince could open the chamber door.
"No matter what he says Zan, do not traditionally marry her. Remember, it is not your Father," she said as she hugged him. "I love you."
"I love you too," Zan whispered as she went out the way she came.
"ZAN!" a voice bellowed through the chambers. "There you are. We have been looking for you everywhere."
The King had walked into the Granilith chamber with what looked like a slightly younger Ed Harding and someone who was identical to Tess.
Zan approached Killian. "How dare you enter this sacred place," he growled as he sent Killian back through the doorway with a small blast.
If Ava was worried about her Father, she sure didn't show it. She just stood there, staring at Zan like he was the only man in the world. Zan shifted from foot to foot, uncomfortable under her scrutiny.
"Ava, you do not belong here either, please exit before I have to use force," Zan said quietly.
"There is no reason for Ava to leave Zan, as I've decided your wedding day is now," the King smirked.
"Fine!" Zan said and stormed out of the Granilith Chamber. His Father followed hot on his heals.
"Just where do you think you are going?" his Father yelled furiously. "I just ordered you to marry her NOW."
"As I shall," Zan spit out, "As soon as I find someone to perform the ceremony."
Ava looked completely devastated. "A Civil Ceremony? Zan, you can't mean that. I love you Zan! We are supposed to be together! It is our destiny!"
Every single person sitting around that patio table groaned. If they never heard the word destiny again it would be to soon.
"No it's not Ava, it's something sinister, something wrong, and I will find out what it is if it's the last thing I do!" Zan screamed.
He wasn't expecting the heavy handed slap that caught him across the face. "Listen to me, you ungrateful little brat. If you do not marry her in the Granilith Chamber, I will never forgive you. NEVER!" the King bellowed.
"Then that is how it shall be," Zan said, standing toe to toe with the large man who shared his eyes.
"Sire!" Killian exclaimed. "You must do something. You cannot let him shame my daughter like this!"
"You know good and well that I can't force him Killian," the King said, wavering slightly on his feet.
"Are you alright Dad?" Zan asked, concerned. "I'm, I'm fine son..." the King said rather disoriented.
Killian bolted into action. He ran down the corridor and came back with one of the cleric that stayed in the rooms near the Granilith. "The King has ordered Prince Zan to marry my daughter, right your Majesty?"
"Yes, yes of course," the Kind said, rubbing his forehead. The ceremony took less then a minute, with each party vowing to marry the other. Ava was in tears and Zan was livid.
As the Priest declared the ceremony a success, the King fell to the ground with a thud. "Father!" Zan screamed and ran to his side, but it was to late. The King was dead.
Zan slowly got up and turned to face his new Father-in-Law and bride. There was no longer the look of a defeated young Prince, but the rage and power of a King.
"You...Killian....I know you had something to do with this, and I will find out the truth, so help me God," Zan spit out.
"Your Majesty," Killian said, bowing lowly, "You are just upset, and I will be happy to serve you as I did your Father."
"LIKE HELL YOU WILL," Zan boomed. "What, are you going to warp me like you did my Father?"
Gasps could be heard from all the people that had gathered due to the commotion. "That is a strong accusation, Sire, and I truly hope your emotion state is the cause of you spreading such slander."
Zan turned to one of the Royal Guards. "Please send for my Father's physician. I want to know exactly what caused his death," he said as the guard bowed and scurried away.
He turned towards another one and said, "And I was this man," he said, pointing at Killian, "out of this castle RIGHT NOW. He is NOT allowed to return."
"Sire, I beg of you....My daughter is the Queen. Am I not allowed to see her again?" Killian asked.
"Let's get one thing straight Killian," Zan seethed. "Ava is not the Queen and never will be. She will not have my body, so she will not get the seal. I will count the days until I can find someone to marry in the Granilith so that I can be rid of her."
It was at that moment, that very second, that Ava, who almost looked innocent before, took on the glaring, hateful eyes of Tess.[/b]