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"Xan, we'll explain later," my father said softly, but in a firm tone, his hand raised. Then, turning back to the intruder, he said something that made me even more . . . confused. "You're right. We did think he was the only one. But you're telling me that Tess had a daughter that she never told me about? Xan has a twin sister and she thinks she's Queen of Antar?"

Tess has a daughter? Xan has a twin sister? Who was Tess? And what was this about twins? I had a twin? Since when? Crazy became absurd at this point.

"Who are you? Who is she? Why does she want us now?"

I stared at Dad. This was not Max Evans, the lawyer. This was King Xan of Antar. And yet, there was something swimming beneath the surface of his eyes, as if he was hiding some emotion, like he was just as uncertain as the rest of us were.

But there was only this much percentage of my brain committed to assessing my father's behaviour. The more pressing issue was that I - or someone else named Xan, who was also my father's son - had a twin sister. Note, she had blue eyes. And there was no mention of Mom throughout. Of course, Mom wasn't Antarian.

That woman in my dreams. It was a recurring one, particularly of late. It would always begin with me searching, looking for something, someone. She would always come at the end, falling from the heavens like an angel. Her hair was like pure gold, her eyes clear as crystal, and her touch, so soft. And she would look at me and tear up. I would see the regret in her face. And I would wake up, wondering, ever and again, who that woman was and why it was that she kept haunting my nights.

Could this be the answer? For so long, I had been feeling a certain emptiness in my existence and always dismissed it as lack of ambition or a feeling of incompetence to the rest of my family. Could I have been thinking along the wrong lines after all? And why, why now?

She should have come after dinner. Thinking on an empty stomach didn't work for me.
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~Xadalyn~

I look down at my hands which have now started shaking. A warning of what was to come;. I had suffered from seizures most of my life. On Antar, they call this disease, The Narrion. It’s extremely rare. The cause is not being able to be near the person you formed a deep connection with. Though I never understood why I suffered. I wasn’t connected to anybody that was far away.

Just before my knees give out strong arms pick me up. Skyler Anton, he has been my body guard since before my mother died. Just one of those people that are always there for you no matter what, I remember at my mother’s funeral. I was so exhausted he carried me the whole time. To a ten year old, I thought had had to be the strongest man on Antar. I still think that.

He lays me on my bed as my body starts to convulse. After a few minutes the shaking stops and now I am exhausted as usual. Skyler places a wet cloth on my head and it helps. I close my eyes as I star to drift off to sleep.

I dream my usual dream. My mother is there, looking beautiful, as always, her long blonde hair hanging loosely to her shoulders. As usual she is trying to tell me something and I can’t understand her, but I know it is important. This time the dream is different though, she seems more urgent, she takes my hand and leads away and now we are back in a memory it seems. I am watching myself at age 5 running through a field of flowers, laughing and playing, there is someone chasing me, a little boy, with dark hair and blue eyes like mine. Mother points to the two children giggling as they play a game of tag.

Then there is someone else in the dream, a man, but I can’t see his face. The younger version of myself and the little boy stop playing. The man holds his hand out for the little boy. The little boy looks torn as he looks back in forth between the little girl and the man. Finally the little boy takes the man’s hand and they walk away leaving the younger version of myself standing all alone. My mother looks at me with tears in her eyes and this time I can here what she says. “Xan.”

I wake up with a start. I look around my room and notice it is now night time. I stand up and walk outside to my balcony that overlooks the ocean. The waves of red water overlap the beach. I look up to the now dark purple sky and Antar’s three moons look back at me. What was with that dream? When I was a child I had a imaginary playmate that I always called Xan. I even dreamed of him. What can I say, I was a lonely kid. But this dream, it was like my mother was trying to show me something. I wonder why my mother lied to me about my father all these years. I wonder what other secrets she kept.
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-Kyria-

"Okay, okay... just shut already. Yes, twins is possible. And, I guess since Im expecting you to travel to another planet with me the least I can do is tell you my name... it's Kyria, but don't push luck in getting anymore Maxwell." I tell them. "As for who is this she and what is it she wants, well I guess you can ask her that yourself......."
Humans! I sighed. What a werid freaking species. I looked at Xan, what a stunning human teenager he was. Those eyes were the same exact eyes I had seen so many times, but I had to admit they looked much better on him. And, Maxwell... too bad he didn't stick around on our planet.
I looked a Xan, "I do have the right house little man, and this definately is the right family... and I'm afraid we will be leaving now... so you get one chance to come along peacefully......." I start to back for the door. We had to hurry before the worm hole was closed, it would not open up again until the next day... and I didn't not want to spend a day here with the freaking alien brady bunch.
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OOC: :shock: wow...what a lot of posts lol. sorry I didn't get another one out sooner and this one's a bit of a catch-up, but I hope it works. I'll format and check through for typos tomorrow, or rather today lol - way too late to do it now, I really do have to get to bed

~Liz~

“Liz…”

Even after all these years, the simple sound of his voice is enough to make a shiver run down my spine. And his kiss…he makes me feel like a lovestruck teenager again…

Even if our first years of marriage, or even the very first years of our relationship, weren’t easy, despite what everyone says, to some extent I don’t think we ever came out of the honeymoon period…

Life wasn’t easy, working through college with two kids as well, but the fact that I had Max…that we had each other, made everything possible…

I press my lips back against his, before looking up into his eyes and responding in like. “Love you too…”

I don’t need to look over at the kids to know that they’re probably pulling faces, but right now I’m not that bothered. They might not like it, but just because we’re adults doesn’t mean we don’t kiss, and right now I would be very unhappy to have to go without…

“How was everything at school…?”

That question could of course apply to both the kids and me too, but for now I let them go first. It’s not like my day was anything special… There were normal classes this morning – stroppy teenagers, homework not handed in – and then lab work in the afternoon…

It does feel strange being back in ‘education’ again as a ‘student’ as well as still being a teacher… Of course there’s no way we could have afforded for me to continue studying originally… Covering the basic course and then the teacher training was hard enough, and I know we wouldn’t have managed had it not been for my parents and his… If we had needed to pay for childcare as well, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have graduated from college…cutting my losses and dropping out when I was pregnant.

Of course in the long run sticking the course meant a better job, and now, eventually, I’m getting the opportunity to complete my dream…

Before either of the kids can respond though, this lovely, normal scene of family life is interrupted – rather dramatically…

As the door flies off the hinges, immediately both Max and I shift mode, and while he grabs Xan, I do the same with Sarah. I don’t know what’s going on…but I do know that I will protect my family – and my children in particular – with my life if necessary…

A pretty normal looking girl walks in, but of course the nature of her entrance tells me she’s anything but normal… She struggles with the door for a moment, then decides that it doesn’t matter apparently.

“The Queen of Antar requests your presence…which in other words means demands your presence…so you don’t have a choice in the matter…” She goes on suggesting that we’re going to go whether we like it or not, and that she would probably enjoy it more if we resisted – or that’s what I figure she means anyway…

Right now I don’t answer though…I’m guessing that the look on my face is something like that on Max’s… The Queen of Antar… Despite the fact that Max is still strictly speaking the King, we haven’t thought like that for a long time, and I’ve certainly never thought of myself as a Queen so that’s not the reason… Instead, the explanation is the image that the title conjures up…someone I would rather forget…Tess…

She’s dead though…I saw her blow up the base…she couldn’t have survived it…could she…? Alternatively there’s the possiblily of relative of Khivar who might claim that title, but either way I don’t know what they would want with us…although I can’t imagine it would be anything good…

Max pressed Xan into my other arm, and I wrap it round him, although at the same time I’m slowly building my own power as he steps forward in front of us.

Whoever this girl is, as Max says we’re going nowhere – backed up by Xan – she basically taunts him about his shield. I can do better than a shield…although of course I don’t voice this thought.

Max continues to watch her, and she suddenly decides to fix the door, although again stating that we’re not going to be here long enough for it to really matter…

The idea of leaving isn’t exactly one which I ever gave much thought to after Tess left with the Granolith…there was no way back to Antar, so why bother about it… Max was quite happy being Max Evans, as opposed to reincarnated royalty, and I was quite happy just being his girlfriend, and later his wife… We never left Roswell, we stayed with our families, and we led a relatively normal life…

Suddenly she starts to make mention of a family away from here, another child… I shake my head inwardly, trying to understand, and then as she speaks to Xan, I feel a sinking sensation as things begin to fall into place.

Once more she mentions leaving, punctuating the sentence with a little visual imagery, and a reference to Tess.

I see Xan look over at Sarah, who shake her head, appearently just as confused as him. At the mention of his mother’s blue eyes though, I feel my chest tighen.

Max and I have never told him the truth about Tess…about his mother… I know we probably should have, but telling him would put him through so much…so much pain and hurt, and it’s not like people’s opinions of Tess are that great. Should he really have to go through learning his mother was a murderer…?

We talked about it seriously a couple of years ago, but still we didn’t say anything… If it comes out like this, I can only hope that he will forgive us, and that he will understand that it doesn’t make any difference to me. I might not have carried him about for nine months, or one month if Tess’ claim of term was accurate, but I have brought him up… I’ve cradelled him when he couldn’t sleep at night, I’ve kissed his scrapes and grazes better. He’s come to me for advice, and I’ve tried my best to give it. As far as I am concerned, I might not be his birth mother, but I am his mother…Xan is my child…and I love him just as much as I do Sarah…

I don’t understand this though…I don’t know why I’ve never had any indication… No premonition, no flashes… I even thought about there being another baby – it just wasn’t something that occurred – and nor did I see ‘this’…

The latter fact puzzles me more… My powers are usually pretty reliable, but I guess there must be some explanation for it…

Xan obviously doesn’t like how this is going, and sounds confused and puzzled although as well as this, he also sounds angry and firm. My baby boy…he sounds so grown up… I smile softly although my worry about how he will react to the explanation Max promises now is ever present… I just hope we’re not going to lose him because of this…we just thought we were doing the right thing…waiting until he was older…

Max puts what she has said into his own words, probably trying to make sense of it all, and fit the pieces into place. He follows it up with questions about her name, and what she wants. Good questions, sensible places to start…

The girl in front of us goes on to explain about the fact that Max’s daughter is in fact Queen of Antar…although her seal is inactivated… I remember the incident after Vermont, the trouble with Michael and Max, and nod, following so far.

As she mentions Max activating her deal though, I can’t help being a little nervous about what she means… The only way we know is for the current monach to die…

Yet that doesn’t fit with the way she is talking…

I shake my head, trying to get my head around all this, and one question keeps jumping out at me. Was it all a trick…what happened to Tess that night…? Did she survive…did she leave Xan here to go back to her daughter…and if so…why…?

The last of these questions is sort of answered our ‘visitor’ goes on to mention Xan being sick…reaching out to Max… I chew my lip a moment, remembering the night at the lake…

The questions about Tess still prey on my mind though. Is she still alive…? Presumably not, given that her daughter is now queen… Did she bring her up, or did she die a long time ago… I look over at the girl who is yet again stating that she wants to go.

Max seems to have no intention of complying for the moment, asking more questions, and as I finally break my silence, I ask one of my own. “Tess didn’t die when she brought Xan back did she…?” I think I already know the answer, but I need to know if I am right… “What happened…when did she die…?”
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~*~Sarah~*~

I stand here next to Xan watching my parents making out. Personal I think sick, seeing her parents making out infront of you. Why cant they be like other parents, then again there not like other parents. My father Max Evans is the king of Antar, he is known as Zan to his people. And my mother, Liz Evans is my father queen he saved her life, he gave her alittle taste of his world.

I stood there next to Xan when the door fly open. My eyes pop out and I'm alittle scaried. I see a girl stand before us. My mother take me in her arms. And Xan in my father's.

She explain what she wants and the queen have send her for her father. Why would she think my father would be hers? Xan and I exchange looks. And I shake my head, I have no clue what she talking about.

My father pulled Xan to my mother arms. I am quiet thehold entire time. I dont say anything I just listen to the scene infront of me.

Xan my big brother, that I'm so proude of right this moment stood up and face this dark headed woman. She tell him he has twin sister. Twin sister? I am his sister. His only sister.

My father start talking to her about his so called daughter. I am his daught. I am Sarah Nichol Evans. The daughter of Max and Liz Evans. I am daddy little girl.

My mother speak up in joining my father. To me they are talking in a language I could never understand. I pulled away from my mother.

I'm not going to antar no way I'm going to Antar nor my family. Earth is my home, the planet I could called home. The reason I can feel normal, and not some kind of freak.

I whisper to Xan" We have to do something....."
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~Xadalyn~

I’m tired of all this. The dreams, the lies, I want the truth and I want it now. I blow some of the lights out in my room just to let out some steam. I have to get out of the palace. I send my body guards out of my room with an excuse of getting ready for bed.

I quickly slip into a pair of black hip hugging pants with a black tank top and tie my hair back so it won’t get in the way. I walk out to my balcony and jump off of the 5 story ledge and land gracefully on my feet. Thank the goddess that I have no human DNA. My mother always seemed so week and fragile.

I quickly make my way to the technology building, by passing the many palace guards on the grounds. I survey the building for an open window. I can’t use the doors because then someone will know I’ve been there. I’m in luck tonight, there’s an open window about twelve feet up and I make the jump easily.

Inside the building there aren’t too many people working late. I make my way to one of the worm hole portals and set the coordinates for Earth. Soon the portal fires up and I take one last look around before jumping into it. I know how stupid this is but I’m tired of being lied to and I’m curious to learn about the planet my parents grew up on.

I hit the ground harder than I anticipate but I still land on my feet. I look around, I am in some sort of desert terrain. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I instantly spin around and kick the feet out from under my assailant. I am surprise to find Skyler lying on the ground. “You followed me.” I say simply, though I should have known.

“Of course. You are behaving like a child. What did you think you were going to accomplish by coming to earth?”

I shrug. “I wasn’t planning on looking for him if that’s what you think. I was just curious about this planet. And technically I am a child.”

Skyler just shakes his head, “You can not just blend in with humans Xada. Humans can sense power; it’s a predator/prey instinct. They will fear you and they will not understand what it is about a sixteen year old girl that scares them.”

“I thought you said I could pass for human?” I say slightly confused

“You could with the proper training, but your mannerisms are too noticeably different and humans will notice. You move too gracefully and Antarians are physically stronger and faster than human beings.”

“But Kyria is way faster than me and she’s blended fine.” I protest. “Kyria is trained for this and when Kyria uses her power of speed she moves to fast for humans to see. You on the other hand would be quite visible. And on another point how were you going to hide the fact that you eyes glow Xada. Last time I checked human’s eyes don’t glow.”
Hmmm… he got me there. Why does he always have to be right? When an Antarian is born with great power there eyes glow slightly, in the dark is when it’s most noticeable. Khivar’s eyes glowed. That thought made me shiver.

He finally sighs and hands me a pair of sun glasses. “Here put these on. But we can’t stay long.” I smile at him. The walk into town goes by quickly. I know Kyria is going to be pissed when she feels my presence on Earth, but I’ll worry about that later.

We walk past several small shops, well I walk past them, Skyler has disappeared somewhere but I know he is still watching me. There is a park where many human children are laughing and playing. And I take a seat on a bench to watch them. I never saw many children my own age growing up so seeing so many close together was strange for me.
I watch as some of the parents play with there kids, always hugging and kissing them. I believe this is called affection. Antarians have no need for it I suppose since no one ever does it at least in public.
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Justin

I was looking for my father from the house. He wasn't there. So typical of him. I sighed and wrote a note to him: "I'm going to come back as soon as I can, dad. I'll go to the store, so don't worry" and placed it on the table. Then I took my keys and walked out of the house. I was used to waking up and not finding dad there. I guess it was hard to make a living on his own. I couldn't blame him..it wasn't his fault he raised me on his own.

I walked into the park that was near. I always did that to see if the little kids were there. I saw them playing together in a spot so I walked there. One of the boys came straight to me, which made me smile. I never had a little brother, but that kid was like that to me.

"Hey Johnny, having fun?" I asked.

"Uh-huh, we're going to start hide and seek. Want to join?" Johnny asked.

I let out a small laugh and messed his hair.

"You know I'm too old for that came. And too big, you'd find me right away.." I said to him when he pouted.

"You always say that" Johnny said. "You always say that and then just leave...never even watch us.."

"Now now, I'm older than you and you know that older people are always busy, Johnny. I promise. One of these days I'll plat something like football with you..okay?"

Johnny looked disapointed for a while, but then he nodded and smiled. That's what I liked about him. He could always cheer up if something disappointed him.

"Now go on and play with your friends" I told him and he did that. Smiling, I looked after him.

'He needs to enjoy being young while he can' I though to myself and started walking slowly again.
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~Xadalyn~

I smile as I watch one of the little boys goes and talks to a young man that just came up. Maybe there related. Ever since I arrived on earth I’ve felt this pull but I’ve been too stubborn to follow it. What if it leads me to somewhere I’m not ready to go? To tell you the truth I’m scared to death to meet my father, Khivar’s words are still rattling around in my head. “You know your father didn’t even want you…He wanted you dead before you were even born. And do you know why? He was in love with a human, that’s right; he had rather stayed on earth with his human whore than come back to Antar with his wife and child.”

I should have signed off on Khivar’s death warrant long time ago. In fact my advisors begged me too, but I couldn’t force myself to sign off on a man’s death. I figured it would make me just as bad as Khivar was.

Just then one of the children kicks a ball into the road and I watch as the little boy that was just talking to the young man runs after it. After that everything seems to be going in slow motion. I see the boy grab the ball and I see a vehicle heading straight for him. Without thinking of the consequences (or the fact that I’m not supposed to super human fast) I run for the boy pushing him out of the way. Even though I was fast enough to save the boy the vehicle hits me head on and I hit the windshield hard and roll off the back of the car, but I do land on my feet.

My wounds heal instantly. I have the power to heal but I haven’t figured out how to heal anyone else. I look around at the astonished human faces now staring at me. My first instinct is to mind warp these people into thinking nothing happened, but my mother warned me that mind warping can be fatal to humans. So I turn around and walk away.

Maybe I will just walk away and no one will follow me. I make my way out of town and head to the where the worm hole is supposed to open. Just a few more minutes and I’ll be off this planet.
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OOC: Wow, the banner is cool. The EYES . . . I mean . . . yeah, those EYES!

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Everything began unfolding at a rapid pace, and all my questions were close to finding answers. If what I had gathered was right, then there should have been no mistaking that I had another sister out there, somewhere. But then they began speaking of a woman named Tess - whom the woman called Avalyn - and of her bringing me back to Earth. And Tess, it seemed, was my . . .

-No. My mother was Liz Evans.

And yet . . . what about our features. I looked nothing like her. Perhaps this was all true. Still, I couldn't imagine having anyone else as my mother. Wouldn't that have been betrayal?

“. . . from what I understand Xan connected with you and so when he was born he was constantly using up his power to search for you and it was killing him, it’s a disease called the Narrion. When Antarians form a deep connection with one another, which is not very often, its like they can’t live without the other.”

I stared at the Antarian woman. How flattering. I was stupid before I was even born, it seemed.

"As for who she is, her name is Xadalyn Arrios, daughter of the late King Xanakin and Queen Avalyn, of course you know that now. I’ve always wondered where in the world she got her dark hair from, now I know.”

Xadalyn. Her name was Xadalyn. My sister. My twin.

“Xada will be very surprised to meet you. It will explain a lot.”

The existence of a twin out there explained quite a bit to me as well. The dreams, the mere feeling that I was . . . incomplete. Perhaps . . .

“Tess didn’t die when she brought Xan back, did she . . .? What happened . . .? When did she die . . .?" my mother asked, speaking up for the first time.

Tess again.

So I supposed more questions kept popping up after all.

"We have to do something . . ." my sister whispered to me. My sister. Sarah. She was the only sister, the only sibling I had ever known. Whoever Xadalyn Arrios was, she was out there, and she was a complete stranger. As much as Sarah could be a pest, it had always been just Sarah and me.

"Do something?" I hissed back, my eyes widening. "Do something . . . like what, exactly?"
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~Xadalyn~

As soon as we come through the worm hole and are back on Antar I know something’s wrong. It isn’t until several of Khivar’s followers break into the room, weapons ready, that I know what has happened. Khivar has escaped.

“XADA RUN!” Skyler yells to me as he starts to fight off. I don’t want to leave him but he gave me an order and even though I’m not used to taking orders I follow him. I take off running as fast as I can to the palace, if I can just make it to the throne room there is an secret door that leads to a underground tunnel that goes out of the city.

I make it inside the palace and run down a back hallway that leads to the throne room but as soon as I enter it the doors slam shut behind me and Khivar is sitting on my father’s throne. I feel my fear start to swell up inside me as he stands up and makes his way towards me slowly with an arrogant smile on his face.

I can’t fight him on my own, he’s too powerful and he knows it. I silently whisper, “Somebody help me.” and in that instant I feel a lot of my power go out of me and connect with two other people. Who they are, I have no idea. I’ve heard that when people are in times of great need they can connect with people they are close too. But I have nobody, I’m all alone, so who these two people are I don’t know, but I’m sure this connection is painful for them. They will see everything I see, feel everything I feel.

Khivar steps closer and my shield bubbles up around me but it is paper thin, I am using too much power to connect with these people. They must be very far away. “You can not have my father’s throne, Khivar.” I say as brave as I can but on the inside I’m shaking with fear. It would take nothing for him to break my shield and he knows it.

“How brave of you, my little Queen, to fight for someone you’ve never met. Someone who didn’t even want you.” I try and not think on his words but they sting. I say nothing as he continues to speak. “Rule at my side. I see so much power in you but it’s almost as if your incomplete and can’t tap into it. I can complete you and together our child will be the most powerful in the galaxy.”

I try and keep from rolling my eyes at him. “I rather die than let you touch me.” I can see his face change to anger and I realize my mistake in wounding his pride. With a flick of his wrist my shield is gone and he sends me flying into a wall. I hit it hard and hit the ground even harder. “Death can be arranged.” He say picking me up off the ground by my throat. “That shield was way too easy to get through. What are you using your power on, my little beauty? Oh I see…” he says looking into my eyes “…you’ve connected with him. Hello Maxi, how are you? Don’t worry about a thing. I am going to take good care of her for you. I have to say Max, who would have thought that you and Tess would have made such an exquisite creature. You have your fun with your little human and I will have my fun right here.” I try and claw at his hand but it is wrapped around my neck tightly, cutting off any chance of air. I finally lose consciousness.

When I wake a few hours later I wake up on the floor in the dungeon with a thin silver chain strapped to my ankle and to the wall. I know it might look like just a thin piece of string put it is made out of a metal that is impossible to manipulate and cannot be broken. I lie down on the hard cold floor I feel as every part of my body is bruised. I used up all my power connecting with those people and what do I have to show for it. Nothing. I am exhausted and it is hard to keep from crying myself to sleep.

OOC: This connection Xada made was with both Max and Xan and it has the same effects of what happened at the lake when Max was swimming and Xan connected with him. They can both feel what she was feeling at that moment and see what she was seeing. Anna Liisa I’m hope this doesn’t mess with your plans too much since Xada went Back to Antar earlier than expected. I just had this idea and I couldn’t wait to post it. :D
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