Alienation (FF,ADULT, CC & UC)**Recasting**

[Athenea]

ooc: Isabelle tell me if there is something you want to change about this next post and I will change it.

With hindsight, I was more than blind, lost without a clue.
Thought I was getting carat gold, and what I got was you.
Stuck inside the circumstances, lonely at the top.
I've always been an introvert
happily bleeding.

Zander

"She doesn't seem to mind," the bastard has the guts to say. "And didn't you just finish telling everyone that there isn't anything between the two of you?"


I start to see red but I still have enough self control to say, “Yeah, and I tell the press the truth all the time. Especially things about my personal life.”

"Zanie see we're not touching. Just drop it." Dominique says as she steps away from him. But I am still so pissed but I try not to show it as I calmly take off my sunglasses before handing them to Ava and she looks confused at the gesture. Grey eyes lock onto brown ones before I lunge using the surprise to knock us both to the floor. I might be small but I’ve been in plenty of fights in my life.

The fall to the floor knocks the breath out of him and in the stunned moment to punch him the nose, leaving a trail of blood. However he is a lot bigger than me and promptly flips me over so he is holding me down and for a moment I am surprised he doesn’t seem to want to hit me, just keep me from hitting him again.

I struggle like a mad person before finally wrenching one arm free but instead of trying to hit him I grab him by the throat. I concentrate on the blood trickling from his nose. “Bleed.” I barely whisper and suddenly his nose starts gushing out blood…



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OOC: In the White Room Episode, Nasedo told Michael that all there powers or abilities were human or what humans would be if they were more evolved. Zan is genetically human; he has powers because he is sort of human evolution at its best.

NASEDO: Humans are weak – which doesn’t bother me – and wasteful. Their brains are incredible machines they haven’t even begun to use. When you were engineered, you were given the capacity to do everything the human brain is capable of.
MICHAEL: You mean beside our powers?
NASEDO: Those are your powers, Michael. Everything you can do is human. You were just programmed to be several thousand years ahead of mankind, that’s all.

[StormWolfstone]

Ooc: feel free to get him out of the way lol… just kind of thought it would fit hehe

~Micah~

Before Zander can respond to my comment, which I noted he was taking rather well, I hear my Uncle’s voice, "New York? I thought you were adopted?"

Zander seems to pale and for some reason I’m resisting the urge to place my hand over his. What could bother him so much about being adopted? “Yeah I was.” His tone is one of irritation. “People from New York can’t get adopted?”

“I turn around for two minutes and you guys take off?!?! What the hell were you...” I suddenly hear a voice begin and turn around, seeing some woman who obviously knows my uncle from the way she’s looking nervously. “Za...Max. Hey.”

"Hey mum it seems we ran into some old friends of your's but what I want to know is how you have friends in Roswell New Mexico? When the bloody hell did you come to Roswell?" I hear Dominique ask and can’t help but wonder myself who this woman was.

“Way before you were even thought of.” She replies.

"Hey Ava. It's been a long time," My Uncle begins, "You look really good."

"I've just been getting to know your daughter and Zander."

What’s with his tone? I glance over at Zander, sitting up slightly as I begin wondering just what the hell is going on.

“They are quite the pair aren’t they?” The woman, Ava replies and there seems to be some sort of hidden message of some sort between them, “They could almost be... siblings.”

“How’s Liz, Michael, Isabel and …was her name Tess?”

I glance over at her more carefully at the mention of my father’s name and can’t keep from listening as my uncle leaves a message for him too. "Funny you should ask, “Michael, it's Max. I'm down at the Crashdown with the kids. There are some other people here that you should meet including two we've met before. Come soon."

"Liz and I are married. She runs the Crashdown and she's up front right now. That's my son, Nathaniel. His sister Natalie went to get Liz. Isabel lives in Boston with her husband, but her daughter is living here in Roswell with my parents," He begins, and I watch as he nods toward me when mentioning me. "Michael and Maria are married. That's their oldest child, Micah.” Then I watch as he seems to think before adding, “... Tess is dead, or at least we think so."

"She died trying to save her son." Why did he look toward Zander when he said that? I glance over at Zander and can’t help but wonder what he’s making of everything. Not to mention, now that my uncle has called my father, I know my time to relax is short. Things hadn’t exactly been the best the last few years. I don’t know why, but it’s felt as if dad couldn’t care less about me.

“What the hell Maxwell?” I hear barely moments later and tense. My gaze goes to my father as I clench my fist at the edge of the couch. Damn. I had no idea he was going to be around so soon. I figured he’d still be at work a couple more hours.

I feel the loss when Zander ends up getting up and walking over to Ava. The barest brush of his hand across my knee however sends my pulse speeding and I can’t help but wish that we were alone. Looking at my dad, I can’t keep from glaring at him. This is just fucking lovely. I was enjoying myself for the first time in a while. Damn him!

“It’s good to see you again too Michael. I see you haven’t changed much.” Ava’s sarcasm is obvious and I can’t keep from sighing as I wonder just what happened between all of them in the past.

Zander’s voice cuts through my tension as I glance up to see that he’s looking toward Nate. “If you want to keep those arms I suggest you remove them from her waist.”

"It's Ava," Uncle Max seems to comment before explaining. "She's with the band that the girls have been so keen on, 'Alienation.' This is Danny and Sam. They're with the band. And that's Dominque, Ava's daughter."

"She doesn't seem to mind," Nate comments and I stand even though I really am no longer in the mood to be around anyone. My father has a habit of screwing everything up. I don’t even understand why it is he ever had me when he obviously really doesn’t care for having me around. "And didn't you just finish telling everyone that there isn't anything between the two of you?"

“Yeah, and I tell the press the truth all the time. Especially things about my personal life.” Zander comments and I can’t help but wonder whether he was really being truthful to me earlier or if he was just saying this now because he was being protective of Dominique.

"Zanie see we're not touching. Just drop it." Dominique ends up interjecting after she steps away from my cousin.

Before I can react, Zander is going after Nate and I am frozen to the spot, but it only lasts a moment before I’m moving to interject, grabbing hold of Zander as I say as calmly as I can, “Stop this, Zander. Nate wouldn’t hurt Dominique.” I know I’m risking injury by getting involved in this but I can’t stop from trying to keep my cousin from getting hurt. Nor do I want to see him hurt Zander. So, this is the reason, I wrap my arm around Zan’s waist as much as I can to try to pull him away from Nate.

[isabelle]

*Nathaniel*

Dominique moves away, making a big show of our lack of contact. She must be seriously afraid of this guy. Suddenly, I’m a lot less fond of ‘Alienation’ than I used to be just because any guy who would scare a girl like that is not worth my time. Suddenly Zan leaps at me like some sort of madman. I have an instant to try to avoid him but there’s not enough room and I don’t want Dominque hurt. So I take it and he knocks me to the ground. In the next moment, I’m on top of him, trying to keep him from hitting me.

”Calm down,” I start to say, but he gets one arm free and grabs my throat. I hear him whisper and then my nose explodes in blood. “Shit!” I say, pulling away. How the hell did he do that? He didn’t even touch my nose!

Dad is pulling me up and I try to put my shirt over my nose. A short use of power stops the bleeding in a moment but I’m still furious at Zan. “What are you, some kind of freak? I already let go of her!”

Micah steps in then, helping Zan. “Stop this, Zander. Nate wouldn’t hurt Dominique.” I glare at Zan, hoping that he doesn't try to hurt Micah now.

“Are you okay?” Dad asks.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I answer. My voice drops to a whisper and I lean in next to Dad. “He did something to me.” Only now, do I really have a moment to wonder about that. Is he like us? Is he an alien? And if he is, is he a friend or an enemy? What do we do now?


*Max*

I’m still trying to decide how to introduce Zan to Michael when suddenly the musician leaps at Nathaniel. There’s no time to react and not much space here in the break room. In an instant, Nathaniel turns the table and has him pinned down but he’s not pounding on Zan. ‘Good for him,’ I think, but I still have to stop this before somebody does something stupid.

“Nate! Stop!” I say, stepping forward. It’s not his fault, I know, but he’s the one in control now and the one most likely to listen to me. He’s also closest since Zan is on the floor. I put my hand on Nate’s shirt and am about to pull him up when suddenly Nate pulls back, nearly hitting me in the face with his own head.

“Shit!” Nathaniel yells at Zan, his hand flying to his face. I never hear him talk like that, but I understand. As I pull him to his feet, I see that there’s blood streaming from his nose. There’s more blood on Zan’s shirt but it appears to be Nate’s. Nate grabs the hem of his shirt and holds it over his nose. “What are you, some kind of freak? I already let go of her!”

I know he’s going to be okay, so I turn my attention to Zan as I step back with Nate. I wanna reach down and help him to his feet, but the look in Zan’s eyes tells me that might not be a good idea. Micah is suddenly there, pulling Zan up from the floor. “Stop this, Zander. Nate wouldn’t hurt Dominique," Micah says.

“Are you all right?” I ask Zan. I still have a firm grip on Nathaniel’s arm and I glance at him, noting that the bleeding has already stopped. He’s wiping his hand on his shirt.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Nate answers. His voice drops to a whisper as he turns towards me. “He did something to me.”

I pinch my lips together for a moment, wanting to ask what he meant, but this clearly isn’t the time or place. I turn to Ava. “Can we maybe talk privately?” I ask, nodding towards Danny and Sam. I don’t need them to be part of this – unless Ava tells me they’re already part of her secret. “We can go up to the balcony or to my place.” I would prefer my house, but the balcony is closer.

[StormWolfstone]

~Drake~


Roswell. Good thing I’d begun scanning through the local radio stations because otherwise I’d have been heading for Phoenix as planned. Now, after doing a few turns I’m on my way to Roswell where I’m hoping that by the time I reach the place, I’ll be in time and not have to start traveling again. I had no idea in hell what I’d say once I arrived, but hey… I had some starting ground anyway. I’d just tell her about my parents. Then see how it went… of course… if she decided to be as bad as my mom told me she was, then maybe I’d show her just how much I’d learned from my folks before things happened.

It seemed to be good fortune that Alienation’s bus broke down, because Roswell was much closer to the direction I’d been coming from then Phoenix. As I drove, I couldn’t keep from remembering…

“Drake, get ya ass down here. We aint got all day.”

“Yo, give da boy a rest, why don’t ya? Ya aint taken it easy on him since he got in dat fight.”

“Shut the fuck up, ya’s goin soft on me.”

“I’m on my way, why don’t you two stop with the fighting already.” Drake had called out, tired of listening to them fight.

“You can shut yo trap, boy.” His mother’s voice cut through him with the coldness it held.

Shaking my head, I forced myself to think of something else, anything else I could. Like finding Ava and making certain that she knew of the threat that was there… I just wish I knew who the guy was that had spent so many years lying to me. I am almost certain he’d kept his real name from me. There was something about him that had often made me feel uncomfortable. And, I was still feeling that way. It wasn’t that I hadn’t tried to know him, because I had… it was just that he gave me the creeps.

He had taught me a great deal about my powers though, trained me in such a way that I had little problem with them now.

Welcome to Roswell

I saw the sign and smiled, glad that I’d seen the sign and that my trip was nearly over at least for as long as the bus remained broken down. So, I drove into the town and made my way through the streets and before I had gone far, I saw her. Ava. It had to be her. I drove carefully, pulling off to the side and parking when I saw her go down an alley beside a place called the Crashdown Café. This was too perfect.

Climbing out of the car, I follow around and see her enter the back door, considering for a moment whether I should follow. I decide to wait and watch, wanting to catch her alone if possible. However, I’m not there long when I see a man walk down the alley and toward the door. The light shows him clearly and I can’t help but feel confusion sweep through me. Mom and Dad told me that they… that the others looked like them… but… this was just too much.

When he goes inside, I can’t keep from stepping forward and finally I force myself to go to the door, hearing him bellow from inside. With a deep breath, I try the door, finding that it must have locked behind him. Concentrating, I unlock it with my power and bring it open, stepping inside and quickly moving away from the door and just at the wall, wanting to see what was going on.

A fight seems to be happening and I can’t keep from smirking as I lean against the wall and just watch, listening to the names being thrown out. Wonder how long it will take them to notice me?

[Athenea]

Ava

The fight ends quickly (think god for that!) and Max is pulling Nate away and Micah has a hold of Zander. “Can we maybe talk privately?” Max asks me as everything seems to calm down for the moment. Well sort of calm, Zander is still glaring daggers at Nate but Micah doesn’t seems to keen on letting him go at the moment.

“We can go up to the balcony or to my place.” He says and I glance around. Well there is more than just Sam and Danny…I defiantly don’t want Dominique or Zander to know certain things as of yet. Of course if Max suspects he might just tell him anyway but that’s his thing.

“How about you guys go wait on the buss for a while.” I say to Sam and Danny and they start to stand up and I notice Zander and Dominique heading for the door also. “Wait, Zan and Dom stay for a bit.” I tell them

“No fuckin way am I staying here any longer!” Zan yells “Every since we got to this God-Forsaken town nothing has gone right!!! I’m getting the fuck out of here if I have to hitchhike out of this hellhole!”

Having years experience with Zander’s tantrums I simply let him vent before stating calming. “First of all you wouldn’t last two minutes in this heat.” I tell him with a slight smile and then I say’ “And unless you want to end up as cowboy Pete’s bitch, I don’t recommend hitchhiking.”

Zander seems to think about that for a moment before saying, “I’ll take my chances.”

“Fine,” I say finally giving in to the stubborn boy, “You guys stay here and me and Max will be right back. And no fighting.” I say pointing a finger towards Zan. “I mean it.”

“Lead the way.” I tell Max indicating the stairs.

[Loxyanissa14]

~Dom~

I stand back and watch Zanie lounge at Nate. He at least throws one good punch before ending up on his back. I silently cheer for Zanie. He is always usually the one getting hit and not hitting. The boys get pulled apart soon enough and I am thankful no one is seriously hurt. Then is hits me...what Nate said to Zan. He called him a freak. FREAK. It's just a word. A word Zan has been called more than once but for some reason it hurts me to hear it coming from Nate's mouth.

So that's what he thinks about us and it is us he is talking about. Zan is my best friend. Grated he is fucked up. Grated I have had to clean his puke up to many times. Grated he steals my clothes. Grated he is high 90 percent of the time but he is my Zan, my freak.

Ava says something about going to the bus. I follow Zan, us freaks got to stick together I think to myself glaring at Nate as I begin to head to the door. Ava calls us back and I stand where I am. Not leaving but wishing I was any where but here.

~Michael~

I stand near the door watching Nate and the weird looking kid fight. I openly cheer Nate on. If he would just hit him the weird kid would know whose boss. I sigh when Max and Micah pull them apart. This was the highlight of my day.I hear the door open behind me.

I glance at the wall and see a young man standing there. I wonder what he is doing here and more importantly I wonder if he happens to go missing if any one will come looking for him.

“This is kind of an invite only party. So if you could kind it the hell out of here I won’t have to throw you out.” I say and then I remember he could be with the band. Oh well if he is he will explain so and if not I may get to hit some one today.

[Loxyanissa14]

I POSTED SOME ART I DID FOR THE RPG UNDER MULTIMEDIA

[StormWolfstone]

ooc: cool Loxy :D

bic:

~Drake~

I can’t keep from watching as the others talk and Ava, I know it has to be her, tells two guys to leave, but suggests that two other people remain. I look at her and the only other adults in the room, unable to believe just how strange it seems to be looking at the man that is a copy of my father.

He’s actually the one that holds my attention for a minute until the kid that was fighting yelled. Then I turned to look at him, somehow feeling like he was familiar to me.

“No fuckin way am I staying here any longer!” Zan yells “Ever since we got to this God-Forsaken town nothing has gone right!!! I’m getting the fuck out of here if I have to hitchhike out of this hellhole!”

Ava ends up replying easily, “First of all you wouldn’t last two minutes in this heat.” I can’t keep from chuckling at her next words. “And unless you want to end up as cowboy Pete’s bitch, I don’t recommend hitchhiking.”

The guy, Zan is his name from what she said and I now recognize him as being Zander Grey, the main vocalist in Alienation. Not that I’m a fan, but hey you date a girl for a few weeks you hear about her stupid obsessions. “I’ll take my chances.”

“Fine,” She says, “You guys stay here and me and Max will be right back. And no fighting.” She points at Zan, “I mean it.”

As she prepared to go, I smirk and survey the others just as a too familiar voice sounds, just without the Bronx inflictions.

“This is kind of an invite only party. So if you could kind it the hell out of here I won’t have to throw you out.”

I smirked at him, “Well, I invited myself. Besides, we’re almost family, though my pops was cooler then you.” I tilted my head to the side and laughed, “Fact, Duke, you aint shit compared to my pops, you’s look like ya been coddled too much. You look like a weaker version of him.”

I know I’m risking injury but I really don’t give a damned. After all, he might be older then me but that didn’t mean shit when it came to what I’ve learned I can do. I glance around and note that there’s a kid that seemed to be tensely watching the conversation between this dude and me. Then, I notice that he looks as though he might be related to the dude. “Duke, you’s got a son… priceless… sorry boy, that your pops is a spineless ass.” I tell the boy with a laugh.

[Loxyanissa14]

~Michael~

“Well, I invited myself. Besides, we’re almost family, though my pops was cooler then you. Fact, Duke, you aint shit compared to my pops, you’s look like ya been coddled too much. You look like a weaker version of him.” The boy says to me and I smile.

Kids got guts though I have no idea who he is. Laurie had a couple of boys but they are away at college I thought and besides this boy’s accent doesn’t sound like he is from around here. Maybe I’m wrong maybe this is Laurie’s son. I’ve only met this once or twice so I can’t be sure but I don’t have any other family.

The boy said almost family. Who would ever claim to be related to me? He said I looked like his dad. Laurie’s husband looks nothing like me. Coddled? If only. If only this kid new how many people I’ve killed. If only I had been coddled and not had the shit beat out of me growing up. May then it wouldn’t be so easy for me to kill.

This day has given me a headache. First off I barley know what the hell’s going on. I understand the band. I understand Ava. I have no fucking clue why Max and Ava want to talk privately and now this kid is about to get on my last nerve.

“I don’t have family. Who’s your dad kid?” I ask

[KatnotKath]

(Not as long, or as good as I would like, and I apologise for the delay, work's crazy at the moment though, and I'm shattered, I'm doing tiny bits of writing if that, and I'm doing my best, honest... Sorry for leaving you stuck with Natalie coming through to Liz Storm, I hope this makes it a bit better, and hope to be putting a Liz up in the next couple of days...sorry if I'm holding anyone up... HOpe this works)

~Anya~

I don't believe it, not only do I not get to go to the Alienation concert that half the school are going to, now they're in my Aunt's diner, and I don't even get to say hi...? I could theoretically of course, because I could just go through with the others, but Aunt Liz looks a bit flustered, and much as I might like to, I have a feeling helping is the order of the day right now... Besides, it can't hurt, maybe she'll convince mom I deserve a treat in the form of a concert ticket...

Well, I can hope can't I...? I shrug as I grab an apron from the back and move to start clearing some tables even before those actually working do. The sooner I start, the sooner it's over, and the more likely I am to meet them right?

"Thanks Anya..." My aunt flashes me a grateful look and I grin.

Maybe not so hopeful - a bit of help is always good for future use afterall... "No problem...you look like you need the help..."

"Really, never have guessed..." She responds with a wry smile and I can't help but smile as I continue working. So it's not my ideal, by a long shot, but I don't suppose I'd know what to say to them anyway... With anyone else I could be called a loudmouth of course, but with someone who sings like that...who creates that sort of music - suddenly I feel strangely self concious...

But boy don't I want to be in there... I glance over towards the back as the door opens, half expecting to see the group coming back out but it's only Nat - which I'm green with envy right now... She says Uncle Max wants her mom in there, or something of the sort, and I look longingly through the crack that's open in the door.

"Go on...we can manage here..." Aunt Liz tells me with a twinkle in her eyes before telling Nat to tell her dad she'll be through as soon as she can. With that, she makes a little shoing motion, telling us to go back and join the others, and I don't have to be told twice as I untie the apron, balling it up in my hand as I move towards the back, grinning at Nat. "So, what're they like...?" I have to ask it before I open the door don't I...?