The Slave Repost AU - ADULT - M/L - [COMPLETE]

Roswell'sAngel · Post by **Roswell'sAngel** » Thu Jan 01, 2004 7:53 pm

The Slave
Rated ADULT for a part or two
Disclaimar: I don't own Jason Behr. (sigh) or Roswell or anything like that. If I did...
Summary:It's time for Max to recieve his kingly right and Kyle is going to make sure he gets it.

Prologue

She stood still, hands clasped in front, head bowed just like she was always taught. There was no reason to anger them. No, she learnt that a long time ago. When she was first brought here to be taught she was only nine. Those nine years of existance were spent in a small jail cell. It was on her ninth birthday, or so she was told it was her ninth birthday, that Kivar had descided her fate. He believed she was pleasing to the eye. He figured with the right training she would make a good addition to his female companions. At that time he had just taken his father's throne at age of twenty. Now, it was ten years later and the carvan that was to bring her to Kivar had been captured. Unfortuanly once a slave, always a slave. That was what she was doing here.

He stopped in front of her. She was short, easy for the king to over power. Her breast weren't huge but would be the perfect size for the king's hands. He grabbed her wrists and shook her hard. She didn't make a noise or move. Releasing her arms he smiled. She would be strong enough for the king to take his frustration out on. His hand than tipped her face up. Brown doe eyes meet his blue. Wide eyed innocence filled them, unlike the others. She would be perfect! The king did have a slight thing for brunnets.

Kyle knew though that he couldn't just take the first one. He moved on to inspect the next girl. She was blonde and a little taller than the brunnet. He moved her face up and could see the hatred in her eyes. Not good. Not good at all. He then went to the third and final one. She had curley brown hair and was better endowded than the first one. He lifted up her face and saw in her eyes a look of blankness. He than looked at the rest of her body. She would be to strong. She could easily
deny his king and Kyle knew that that was not exceptable.

"Is this all you have?" Kyle asked the merchant.

"Virgin wise? Yes. They were taken from a carvan to Kaviar." The merchant replied.

"The first brunnet will have to do then." Kyle handed him the money and grabbed her chain. Forcing the scared young girl to trail behind him.

Chapter 1

"MAXWELL!" Max cringed as he heard his sister yell his name.

"Yes, Issy? I am on my way to....."

"Max, why can't I..."

"No Issy."

"No what?"

"No you can't just marry Alex with out the public. You are the princess and first in line for the throne right now and the people need to see your wedding."

"What about Micheal? You said when Micheal finds some one he doesn't have to be married in font of the people unless he chooses too"

"Micheal is only my second in command. He doesn't have to have the Grandolith accept his wife and his union. You do. We already know it is going to accept Alex as a sutiable match on your wedding day in front of the population. What's wrong with that?"

"I know, but I just want to be Alex's wife already."

" Soon, my dear sister, soon." Alex quickly walked in. He bowed to Max and than to Isabell.

"Lord Kyle is asking for your prescense in your throne room. It is something to do about a Kingly right."

Max moaned. "Why does every one know more of this formal stuff than I do? I was raised for this. NOT KYLE. Yet, there are laws I didn't know about and still things are being hidden from me. I am king why can't I be treated as such?"

"I think the last secret kept from you about the king's personal matters will be attended to at this meeting."

"What personal life? I have to marry by my twenty fifth birthday." Alex laughed. Max groaned again. "Let's get this over with." He hugged his sister and kissed her cheak. "I'll see you later. Come Alex." He turned and left. Alex smiled at his fiance and quickly followed his king.

They entered the throne room, only to see Kyle standing there with two gaurds. Between the gaurds stood a small girl. She was beautiful. Max felt his lower anatomy waken to her. She was dressed in barely anything. It was then he noticed Kyle's serious demenor.

"King Zan, I resquest your permission to address the matter of your coronation." Max smiled at his old friend.

"What no pleasantress, Lord Valenti? No news on your wife?
How is Lady Ava by the way?"

"Tess is fine but King Zan, we have a more pressing matter."

"Proceed" Max said bored.

"Your cornation was a week ago. We were all upset about your father's sudden heart attack and his decision to retire. He gave us instructions to wait a week, though, before mentioning this matter."

"Yes?" Max prompted.

"Max, since you are yet to be bonded to a queen it is expected for a King to take his frustration out some where. It is done through the matters of sex slaves. I have taken the liberty of picking one out for you."

Max snickered. "I can see that."

"Won't your majesty inspect to see if she is of your liking?" Alex advised the young king.

"Very well." He got out of his throne and approached her. He grabbed her breasts ruffly. "They are the perfect size." He commeneted. He than lifted her head with his fingure and gasped at her doe eyes. She was his dream girl and she was now given to him to own. Max regained his composer quickly. "She will do. Take her to my courters. Alex, you will arrange a room for her to stay in." With that they all left the throne room living Max alone with his thoughts of what he would love to do to his dream girl when he finished his day.

Max walked back to his courters silently. It had been a long day with foreign affairs. The war with Kivar was coming close to an end. The thing was it had been easy, almost to easy and he knew Kivar proably had a plan. Either that or something that was to bring Antar great grief, more so than the kidnapping and suposed death of Serena. Max turned and entered in the door. He had forgot about the young slave girl. She was standing submissively turned away from the door as if she hadn't moved since they left her here. In fact she proably hadn't. Max took the chance to run his eyes up and down her body. She was beautiful but thin; almost skin and bones. Max towered over her. He walked around in front of her and noticed how she was shaking. He took her hands and untied them. She reached up to take off her bra like top. "No," He quickly stated. She looked up and searched his eyes. Then as if suddenly realizing what she did turned her head back down as if intently watching the floor. Max took his hand and gently tilted her head up. She had dark chocolate eyes and red pouty lips. She was breath taking. He regained his composer and stepped back. "Now that's better." He smiled at her, yet she still wore the collar. That was one thing that he knew and until he could free her the collar would remain. So he had no choice but to leave it on. "What's your name?" He gently asked.

"I don't have one." She replied truthfully.

"You don't have a name?" He asked shocked.

"They never gave me one."

"Well, I need something to call you. What can I call you?" The young slave girl looked thoughtful for a minute. It was then she remembered the name of the women who had for the first nine years of exsistence been her comfort, friend, and parent. Her name was Claudia Elizabeth.

"How about Elizabeth?" Max smiled.

"Only if I am allowed to call you Liz." She smiled up at him and nodded. "Well, Liz, I'm Max." He continued to tower over her. It was now that she would look over the man who would now be her master. He was tall and built. He had amber eyes that looked like they could see into your soul. Every thing about him screamed sex god. Even his brown hair that seemed to give a boyish cast to this definite man. It was then she wondered her place in all of this. The threat of Kaviar, a man over twice her age, was over. She still hated him. He gave her this life. A life of uncertainty and possibly even worse things than being used for the pleasure of this magnificent man. Yes, she knew what was to come with him, what he expected of her. She was a sex slave, of course she knew what was to come.

Max again spoke, uncertain of his words. "The bathroom is that way. You may take a shower and get ready for bed." He handed her a towel and wash cloth. With that she left to take a nice warm shower before he changed his mind.

Max sat there and listened to the water run. He was trying to get his hormones in check. She was beautiful and that outfit left little to imagine. This feeling was different, though, than normal lust. No he wanted to cherish her for the rest of her life. He wanted to protect her from everything that has happened and ensure that she would never be treated as an object again. But wasn't that what he was doing? Not by choice but he owned her. She was his property. Max wanted to be her owner but not like this. He wanted her to be his willingly. Liz, oh that name brought so much emotion to him. There was this feeling butterflies almost in his tummy. This feeling scared him. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts of Liz that he didn't hear the water turn off or the door to his room open. But he looked up to see Liz in all her glory in front of him. She was magnificent. Words couldn't describe what he saw nor did he want them to. His lower antomay found her more than agreeable, painfully so. It took all he had not to jump her right then and there. He tried to find his voice. "Umm... here," he said handing her a shirt to sleep in. "You might as well go to sleep... I'm just going to take a shower myself." With that he did all but run to get to the bathroom quickly. He leaned up against the door and sighed. This girl was going to be the death of him he just knew it. Then again he could have her tomorrow. When she wasn't tired from the trip and he could do what he wanted to with a clear conscience.

Liz quickly put on the shirt and was more confused then ever. Was she really that ugly? She always knew that she wasn't as well endowed as some girls but she was told she was pretty. At least her virtue wasn't at stake but then agian he might be the only chance she would get. She was a slave. Her job was to please him and nothing else mattered. If he wanted her he could take her. If he didn't she would live and die as a virgin. She didn't know which was the lesser of two evils. She settled on the cold hard ground at the foot of the bed and went to sleep.

Walking into the room, Max found Liz asleep on the floor. His eyes looked down on the young girl. He realized that she had to be really uncomfortable lieing on the cold, hard ground so he picked her up and placed her in his bed. He stood there watching her for the longest time. Just the way her chest moved with each breath, how her lips were slightly parted, she was breath taking. She sighed and rolled over her back to him. Max then lifted the covers up and climbed into his bed with this girl. There was something about her, something irresistable.

Millions of miles away Micheal awoke on a distant planet. He was surrounded in heavy mist. Beyond the mist he could see a bed and at the foot of the bed lay a girl. He couldn't see her fitures but he knew she was beautiful. She stud up and turned towards him. She was dressed in very little. Instead of lust growing in him a sense of protection for this girl grew in him. "Micheal, you will find me. Just believe." With that the mist was gone and with it so was she. He didn't even get a glimpse of her face. Micheal let out an unautable cry, for he was so close to his little sister and once again he let her slip away.

Max was sitting on his bed, the mist surrunding him. Then he noticed a figure. She stud right out of his complete vision but what he could see of her was breath taking. The figure wasn't tall, infact she was just the perfect size to fit his body. Her hair was long and dark, but he couldn't see her face. She gentle touched him and in the clearest voice to be heard said. "Max, I am your destiny. You will find me when the time is right." She leaned in to kiss him and with that he awoke in a sweat.

She was there in this room watching a figure sleep. The white, silk clothe around the bed made it impossible for her to see his features. He was the perfect specimen from what she could see of his body. It was obvious he was built and he had some thing about him that demanded that she pay him homenge. Above her heated stare to the bed a voice broke out. "Aww, little one, he is your destiny. A destiny of a great man and the future of not only your world but his lay in your hands. Use your faith only wisely." With that she awoke, only to hear panting beside her. So she gave no indecation she was awake and settled back into the dream plane.

Roswell'sAngel · Post by **Roswell'sAngel** » Thu Jan 01, 2004 7:59 pm

Chapter 2

A soft knock woke Max from his blissful sleep. He looked down and noticed the angel in his arms. The knock came again and he moved quickly, not really wanting to move but wanting to give this angel more sleep. He opened the door wide to find Alex standing there.

"Yes, Alex?"

"We've got a problem...Micheal is on the connection. Something is wrong. I think he might snap and do something stupid again." Max sighed. Micheal never was one for control. Infact, Max spent more time trying to control his second rather than doing kingly stuff. Though, in Micheal's defense, his life wasn't a good one. He had lost so much. His family was part of the Antarian high class. His father was Max's dad's second. It all ended one night about 18 years ago. Micheal was only four at the time but he was a sleep in his parents bedroom. He had woken up to screeming. Micheal promptly hid under the bed. Hours after the screaming had died down, he emerged. Only to find his parents dead and his five month old sister gone. Micheal had been moved into the castral and treated as one of the king's children but it always haunted him that he wasn't. Right after that the war started out. It was figured that Kivar had the little girl locked away some where, in a cell or possibly a slave at the castle. Micheal left for the war to command the armies closer to the front and hopefully find her. A call from Micheal now and in his condition only served to show their greatest fears were true. Serena, Micheal's sister, was dead. Max hung his head as he walked to the communicator.

"Micheal?" Max ask . Micheal was pacing, a bad sign, but there was something in his eyes.

"Max, she's not here. Not on this planet I mean...But she's alive. A soothsayer confirmed it. Said 'the one you seek is alive, to find her you must stop you're search. I thought she was lieing or just talking until I had a dream last night. She is alive Max and who ever owns her will get a piece of my mind."

"'To find her you must stop you're search.' What does that mean?"

"Darned if I know. I think maybe she means I should check out the very last place I was going to look?"

"Possibly."

"Damn, I knew it would be bad. Why? Why would you send a little girl into the hills?"

"Micheal remember she would be almost nineteen, now"

"I know. Just wanted to update you on this. Oh, I heard you now have had the last right to become a king?"

"Don't tell me you knew about this too!"

"Yeah, well I would be surprised if Issy didn't know."

"That bad?"

"That bad, Maxwell." Micheal chuckled. "Well what do you think about her?"

"I don't know. I definitly want her but she reminds me of something or some one. I just can't put a finger on it."

"Sounds like your falling, man"

"I might be. But I can't. You know I have..."

"Yeah, I know but you should at least use her for her purpose or you might end up with a whole army of sex slaves to take out your frustration on."

"Haha Micheal."

"I'm just saying go for it. She is proably prepared for what is to happen."

"Thanks Micheal."

"No problem, Max. Oh and take the day off and take out your frustration." Before Max could answer Micheal hung up the connection. Max sighed and then thought about what Micheal said. His thoughts then drifted to the young girl in his bed. She was beautiful and he had no pressing matters today. He could just get to know her today. His mind, though, knew better. Any amount of time in her presence and he would be using her. Max turned towards Alex.

"Alex, I will take the day off. Send all meals to my courters and do not desturbe me unless it is an emergence. Is that understood?"

"Yes, King Zan." Alex bowed. "Your highness?"

"Yes, Alex?"

"Her room will be ready by tonight. It is the room directly next to yours."

"The one connected by the private hall way?"

"Yes, your highness."

"Perfect and Alex."

"Yes?"

"After your done with all that. Take the day off to spend with Isabelle."

"I will your highness." Max laughed at the twinkle in his eye. He then left the room and hurried off to be with his new angel. When she awakes he would do what his body had been crying for.

Micheal looked around one last time. He had yet to find her in the hills. It was then he saw her well actually she couldn't be Serena but she was breath taking. She had short blonde hair and green eyes and they way she was yelling at the man holding her chains. Oh, she was breath taking alright. It was when the man threw the spit fire on to the ground and raised a hand to her that Micheal jumped into action.

"Sir," Micheal spoke.

"Yes?"

"How much do you want for the slave?"

"You mean this worthless piece of trash?"

"Yes. How much?"

The man smirked. "Two hundred Antarian dollars seems sufficient." Micheal nodded and handed the money to the man. What he had left wouldn't be enough to by Serena back but he could always asked Max for more money and if Max had it, he would give it. Sometimes Micheal thought Max wanted Serena back more than any one. The thing was Micheal knew the reason. Max always wanted Micheal to have the family he had craved. At one point Max had thought that he and Isabelle could take Serena's place but the sad truth was they never could. They weren't his family. He grabbed the sprit's chain.

"Come along." He pulled her chain and began to move but she didn't follow. "I said come!"

"I heard you the first time you, baboon! I don't take orders from any body."

"Fine! Have it your way." Micheal turned around and picked up the young sprite.

"Put me down!" She yelled.

"I would my spit fire but you refuse to walk. So I imagine your legs don't work. Though I don't really mind carring your butt all over the place. The view is wonderful." She blushed a deep red and remained silent. It didn't take long for her to know she was defeated in her own game, this time.

Max had stopped on the way back to his room and gotten some clothes for her. The clothes were left by a knowing Kyle. Now Max was sitting there watching his angel sleep. It was comfortable and exciting. It was perfect.

Liz awoke only to find the bed empty. She turned over and there he was. He sat there watching her as if he took his eyes off of her she would disappear but his conscience mind new better. And soon it won out. His gaze turned towards the floor. This caused Liz to blush.

"Good morning. I take it you slept well?" Max gentally asked. She nodded in affirmation. "Well, I picked up some clothes for you and you may use anything in the bathroom to freshing up." She nodded again, grabbed the clothes and head in.

Max sat there wondering what was to come next. He wanted her to speak freely and become happy here. The thing was she was just a slave and Max knew it. There was no way he could just let her roam around the palace. Most slaves of her callobor were locked in their room until they were needed. He didn't want that. Thing was what else could he do for her? It was at that moment that Liz reentered the room. He gestured to the seat next to him. "Liz, I know this is new for you. It's new for me too, but I want you to know you can speak freely in my prescense. I want to be your friend of surts." He smiled at her.

"Friend? Other than Claudia I've never really had any one. I realize for most I am your slave and you can order me to do your bidding." She replied to Max not knowing if she gave the correct answer or not but she had spoken the truth.

"Yes, unfortuanaly you aren't completely free here but you may speak to me freely. I am not use to this surt of thing. In fact, if Kyle wouldn't have taken care of this himself, I doubt I would have ever gone out and bought a slave of, well, your profession."

"I understand." Her voice was small and she gazed intenly at her hands. Liz didn't know why she was acting this way. He was just a man. A very gorgous man who owned her but still just a man. It troubled her deeply that she felt dejected because of him not wanting her.

"I was brought up to respect women and the thing is owning one doesn't quite fit into that mold. huh?"

"No, I guess not."

"Thing is I.... um.... You have an effect on me, Liz. You make me wanna forget what I was taught and just take you. I know it's wrong so what I am asking for is your help."

"My help?" This confused Liz more than any thing. Did he just say he wanted her but wanted to respect her more? He was the dam king. He didn't have to give any body respect, especially her. She was just a sex slave.

"Yes, your help Liz." Max knew he had to explain himself so he continued. "Liz, I need more than ever a friend, some one I can trust. Can I trust you Liz?" His eyes showed the seriousness of his request. They pleaded with her to try to make her understand why this was important to him.

"What do I have to do?"

"Deny me."

"You know I can't do that." Liz calmly replied.

"Yes, I know." Max sorrowfully replied. "Will you at least by my friend? I..."

"It's better off if we're not friends."

"Why?" Max wasn't sure if he wanted the answer.

"I am here for your amusement. It will be easier that way."

"I don't want to use you for my amusement." Max was upset. How dare she judge his character as such.

"Never the less, you don't have a choice."

"I won't."

"Max, you asked me to talk freely and the truth is as much as I want to believe this..."

"Then believe it, Liz." His head dipped down and he kissed Liz deeply. She kissed him back with as much entensity and emotion. His tongue begged her mouth for entrance and her mouth did not disappoint. As he backed her to the bed his hands started to fumble with her bra like top. His mouth moved from her lips and the groan of disappointment soon turned into a moan when he found the flesh of her neck. Liz was on sensation overload and didn't realize she was topless or lieing on the bed until Max climbed ontop of her and started to rub her perky breasts with his hands. His mouth slowly moved south until he reached her breasts. He ignored her nipples completely and head down her trail to her pants.

"Please" Liz wimpered out.

"Please what?" Max gently teased.

"Please touch me." He stopped all together.

"Where?" He gave her a devious grin. "Here?" He dropped his mouth to her right nipple and gently sucked it into his mouth. His teeth grazed over it and Liz let out a moan. "Or possibly here?" He repeated the gesture to her left nipple. This time though his hands moved lower towards her pants. His hand entered. "Or maybe here?" He said stroking her.

"There." She groaned. "Definitly there." Max smiled at her. He removed his hand from her forbidden territory and grabbed her face kissing her hard. She could feel his excitement through his pants. She had the sudden need to see him with out his shirt. Her hand pushed the material which was already hanging open off his shoulders. Max finished taking off with out breaking the kiss. All of a sudden there was a knock at the door.

Micheal turned around in the desilince of it all. As soon as he returned to the front with his spit fire, he had heard the news. Kivar had blown up his own capital. Micheal was inraged. It was obvious that his sister wasn't in the mines. His only hope was that she had one of the few to exscape the capital with their lives. The war was quickly coming to an end and Kivar knew it. Any chance to hurt them Kivar would take and Serena was just that chance. She was dead because Micheal wasn't fast enough. He collapse at the site of the destruction, barely able to breath.

"SERENA!!" He let out all the pain screaming his baby sister's name into the night's air. He screamed until he ran out of air and then fell to his knees.

Chapter 3

"Get up." A voice gently order. Micheal looked up into the greenish eyes of the spit fire and numbly followed her orders. Standing his overwelming sense of loss dwindled and he knew what he had to do. It was time to admit to his king that his soul reason for the quest was dead. Serena was gone and now it was time to make Kivar pay for the life of his sister, his parents, and all others ruined by him. Followed by the girl, he entered the communications tent and made a contenction to Antar.

"Go Away." Max growled at the door but the knocking just increased. He got up out of bed and walked to the door sporting a painfully hard erection. He slightly opened the door to see Alex's face. "Alex, what a surprise. I would invite you to come in but I am busy right now."

"Max, this is important!"

"When is it not?" Max couldn't help but ask.

"Your highness there has been a slight change in things on the front." Alex gumpled; then dropped the formalities. "Max, I think it's bad." Max took one look at Alex and he realized it as such. What ever had happened could not be good.

"Give me a minute." Alex nodded and Max turned and grabbed his shirt not bothering to button it. His eyes gazed up at Liz. "You might as well get dressed. I don't know how long this could take." With out waiting for a reply he turned and left the room. The only noise Liz heard was the click of the lock and his retreating foot steps. It was in that moment that everything made sense to her. She was just a slave here but she was also back to being a prisioner. The emotions swirlling around inside her caused the tears to fall down onto the pillow. Those tears were cried for her inprisonment, the years of torture she had spent in the hands of Kivar, the fact that she was freed from Kivar's ownership to just be owned by another, the torture and pain she would recieve because of it, and the simple fact that she just didn't care. Liz cried her self to sleep, still only clothed in a pair of pants, exposed to the world.

Max walked up to the communications and got on the connection. It was a distrot Micheal looking back at him.

"Your highness, we've taken the capital."

"That's good news but we weren't spose to attack for another week."

"Yeah, well, we didn't really take the capital. It was given to us."

"Given?"

"Kivar left and blew it all sky high." Micheal was sure Max wouldn't like the next words. "King Zan, two thirds of the population of the immediate city are dead."

"Shit." Max ran his hand threw his hair. "This isn't good."

"I think he knows he is going to lose and wants to give us as much destruction as possible." Micheal sighed. This was going to be hard to admit but he had to, for his sake and Serena's. "Max, there is another thing. Serena wasn't in the hills. I think she was in this city and Kivar had some one try to cover it up. I think that was the main reason for the city being blown up."

"No, I disagree. If he had Serena, he would have taken her in his escape. He's going to want to play that card later on. I do think you're right about the cover up and the reason the city was blown up but she wasn't in there. Kivar knows he is losing and is pulling every last trick to tip the balance. He has something up his sleeve and I know it."

"If this Kivar guy is losing then what makes you think he's playing fair? This Serena girl could be miles away. There was a break out at the prision not to long ago. If she was there she might be one of the ones to have excaped." Ah, the spit fire struck again, Micheal thought.

Max laughed at the courage in this girl. "Do you know who you are talking to?" He could help but ask amusement evident in his face.

"A monkey's uncle?" Micheal held his breath, waiting for the invitable. It was then he heard laghter.

"I'm sorry, your highness. She just doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut."

"It's quite alright. Izzy and Alex's children will proably look like monkey's." He laughed again and this time Micheal joined him. "I like her. What is your name?"

"Maria."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Maria. I am Maxwell Evans, King Zan of Antar but you can call me Max. That.."

"Baboon." Maria interjected causing Max to raise an eye brow and chuckle.

"Well that baboon as you call him is Micheal Geurin, second in command to King Zan, General Rath of Antar but we call him Micheal. I am sure that baboon will be sufficient."A twinkle in his eye.

"YOUR HIGHNESS" Micheal yelled. "Can we please get back to business?"

"What ever you say General Baboon." Max laughed. He knew behind the I'm-going-to-kill-you outter that Micheal was laughing and it was what they needed to do to get him ready for whatever came next. "Now, Maria, you said there was a prision break?"

"Yeah, four got away."

"How do you know this information?" Micheal demained. "It wasn't published!" Maria rolled her eyes at him.

"I escaped from there but I got caught half a town away. If that inn keeper wouldn't have called the gaurds! He was even more of a baboon than you!" Maria rambled.

"So you were there? Was there ever a Serena?" Micheal asked with undeniable hope in his voice.

"Not that I know of but most girls there didn't have names. I was one of the few who remembered my name."

"So, you have no clue?" Max asked softly. She didn't even have to answer, the boys knew hope was slim. The thing was it was just a minor set back. Max took one look at Micheal face and knew his friend need hope more than anything."Well, whether she is with him or not the odds are she is still alive. It doesn't matter where, we'll find her!"

"Whatever you say, your highness, what ever you say." Micheal muttered.

Isabel opened up the door to her room only to find a man standing in her door way. A smile formed on her lips. "What are you doing here? What happens when my brother catches you?"

"Issy, he sent me."

"What?"

"He said I could spend the rest of the day with my beautiful fiance but I could go." He turned around and started to leave but Isabel grabbed his arm.

"No, Alex. I don't want you to go." Isabel said placing her other hand on his chest. "Well, Lord Whitman, would you mind escorting me on a walk in the gardens?"

"Your wish is my command Princess Vilandra." With that he bowed in front of her. She smiled and took his arm and off they went towards the garden. They had almost made it when they heard a noise from the connection room. Alex figuring that King Zan was still in there discided to check in real quick before heading for the garden. Opening the door without a sound, he heard a low whisper.

"Kivar, you're plans are set in motion. The spy with in has been planted." Alex quickly opened the door and stepped inside. He came face to face with a cloaked figure. At that moment Isabel turned on the lights and the figure was gone.

"This soo isn't good." Isabel stated.

"I better report to King Zan. I'll escort you back to your room first though." With that they left the connection room. The figure waited for the foot prints to be well away before they picked up the connection.

"Kivar?"

"So?"

"They bought it. You just keep General Rath busy enough not to get home in time. I'll make sure to take care of the rest on my end."

"Perfect, just perfect."

Roswell'sAngel · Post by **Roswell'sAngel** » Thu Jan 01, 2004 8:08 pm

Chapter 4
Max unlocked the door to his room. He was as stressed as stressed could be. He believed that Serena was still alive some where but where ever it was it couldn't be good. It was then he noticed the angel asleep in his bed. She was still topless and fast asleep. He smiled and removed his shirt and pants to join her. As he moved into bed she woke up. His back was still tense after learning the fate of the entire city. How could any one be as cruel as to kill an entire city?

Liz noticed his tension and knew it was time to do her duties. Placing a hand on his bare arm she began to gently rub away his knots. She then moved behind him and allowed her fingers to trace the muscles in his back. She kneded and rubbed his flesh. His tension was then changing from that of the past events to that of an other kind.

"Liz, we can't."

"We can."

"Not like this, please?"

"Alright, but let me help you out with your tension. I've got a job to do and I plan on getting it done." All Max could manage was a silent nod as she moved from behind him to the front. Her nails ran down his musclar chest. The feeling caused a moan to emit from him. It was surprising. When Tess had tryed years ago to sink her mits in him she had done that and he loathed the feeling but now it was erotic. She pushed him back on to the bed, still continuing her torture of him. Her hands roamed his musclar chest. He was so deep in the feeling of her hands, that Max jumped when her mouth came in contact to his skin.

"Liz, oh," He moaned. She continued to lick and nip down his chest slowly and torturiously heading to her destination. Her hands grasped the top of his boxers and gently tugged on them. He complied by lifting his hips and allowed her to pull them off. Liz looked on awe struck. His size was humongous. She reached out to touch him. He hissed in response.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean..." Max stopped her talk by grabbing her hand and placing it back on his length. She experimentally closed her hand. Max let out a deep moan at her movements. It was then Liz got bold and started to stroke him. His response to her was all that was needed to keep Liz motavated. She was pleased at how such a little action caused him great pleasure. Soon she noticed the precum and the scientist in her wondered what it would taste like. She bent her head down and licked the tip.

"Liz, oh." Max moaned out. She took more of him in her mouth and her hand moved to fondle his balls. "Liz, oh God." He groaned. His hands were wrapped in her hair, holding her in place. She couldn't stop if she wanted to. As she took more of him in, his groans got louder and louder. She sucked and nibbled him as if he was her next meal. Liz was rewarded with more moans. She continured her sweet torture on him."Liz, I'm going to cum," He groaned. But Liz didn't stop with that warning she sucked him until he was dry. His breathing was hard and labored. He looked down at this girl. "Liz, that was wonderful."

"I was just doing my job, Max. You forget that this is what I am here for, your pleasure. Your wish is my command." Max gave her the eye. He knew that this was more. It felt like more to him. She didn't deserve this life. Liz was a beyond beauty and should have been cherished. How could any one not love her. Max looked down at her still topless body and realized that even though he got his much needed release she didn't get hers.

"Well, Liz, I always compensate my people on a job well done." He wiggled his eyebrows. "I guess I can return the favor." Before Liz could protest, his lips were on hers. His mouth moved down her neck, stopping at her collar bone. Sucking on the skin and nibbling it, Max marked her. This was for any one to know she was his, even though no one would see it. He was going to protect her from all the evils of the outside world. Her life had been a hard one and Max was going to make it up to her. Max removed his head from her neck to admire his handy work. He then brought his mouth down for another kiss. "You're so beautiful, Liz." His hands moved down to grab her breasts. "You fit me perfectly. Your just the right hieght for me to lean down and kiss." He then kissed her on the lips, thrusting his tongue in and out, showing her what he wanted their bodies to do. "You're breasts are perfect too. They aren't too big and aren't too small. I can cup them in my hands." He did just that. His hands rubbed her nipples, making them into hard pecks. After he was satisfied they were hard enough, he let his mouth cover her right one. He sucked and nibbled on it before moving to the next one. There he repeated the movements on her other breast. He than kissed down to her pants. Pulling them off, he drank in the sight of the beautiful girl in front of him. "Like an angel," He muttered.

"Whaa?" Liz moaned out.

"I said you look beautiful, like an angel." Liz blushed at him comment but that didn't last because he bent down and covered her lips with his, kissing her senseless. He than pushed a finger into her hot core, followed by another one. Liz let out a throaty moan causing Max to want to hear more of the sound. He then took his mouth down to her clint and played with her nub, gently nibbling and sucking on it. It didn't take long for Liz to cum. She let out an unautoable cry and then sunk into a shaking mass on the bed.

As if on cue there was a knock on the door. Max looked at his angel already fast asleep. He stud up and grabbed his pants threw them on and went to open the door. Outside the door Alex was standing there. He looked paler than pale.

"It finally happened." Alex stated with no emotion.

"You mean there is a spy?"

"Yes. Tie your slave up to the bed to be safe, lock the door and let's go to the safe room and descuse plans." Max nodded. He hated having to do this but he realized this was for Liz's own protection. Everything was too convent for Max's liking and even though he knew Liz had nothing to do with it he was scared some one else would believe she did. That we mean the end to them and they had yet to start so he descided to comply with Alex for the time being. He ducked back into his bedroom and picked up the silk scarves Kyle had put in to the pile of clothes he left for Liz. Max had no doubt that he ment them for some other use but at least he got some use out of Kyle's disguesting mind. Promptly, he returned to Liz. He kissed her right wrist then tied it to the headboard. He then followed the motion with her left wrist. He then leaned down and covered Liz in the covers of the bed so that she didn't get cold. Finally he lent down and kissed her forhead.

"I'm sorry, Liz. I don't want to do this but I have to keep you safe."

"I know." Max gave Liz a half smile.

"Shh, go back to sleep." She followed his command. Max watched his angel for a few more seconds before joining Alex in the hall. He turned around and locked the door.

Alex sealed the door behind Max as they entered. It was the safe room. Only three people had the access keys to get in and out of the room; Max, Alex, and Micheal. That was the only way they could be sure the room was completely safe. Alex sighed and sat down at one of the chairs at the table in the center of the room.

"King Zan," Alex sighed again. Then he amended himself. "Max, I was accompaning Princess Vilandra on a walk to the garden."

"Isabelle." Max interjected.

"Huh?"

"We're in the safe room. All formalities are dropped. Plus she is your fiance. That has to count for something." Alex nodded.

"Alright. As I was saying. We were on our way to the garden when we heard noise from the connection room. I thought you were still in there so I went to check to see if everything was okay. Needless to say you weren't there but some one else was." Alex took a breath." There was a cloaked figure. They said the spy has been planted. Max, any way you interperate it there is a spy here."

"And who do we suspect it is?"

"We don't know for sure but the slave just moved in."

"Yes, but she was with me."

"True, very true."

"So..."

"So?"

"So, who ever it is has been here for a good while and is now making themselves known. The question is why. The obviously wanted you to overhear their message. Why now? What do they have to gain?"

"Max, we don't know for sure she is not the spy. All I am saying is we need to take precautions."

"Like isolate her from other people?"

"Well, it's not like she isn't already isolated. The thing is she can find some way to send messages if she is the spy."

"So, what do you want me to do? I could send her to the prision."

"No, that won't solve anything."

"Then what do you suggest Alex?"

"It's time for you to get married."

All the eye could see for miles was land and more land. Micheal looked on at the desolateness of the waste land. A small sigh escaped his lips. How could Kivar let a land that was a practical utopia turn into this? And by his own hand neverthless. He turned around and looked at the city behind him and emit a sigh. He knew how obviously it was the same man who had no regaurd for life. The same man that had his sister. The only thing that kept him going was the thought that Serena was waiting for her brother to rescue her. Then a thought that scared him more than that flickered through his mind. What if she knew nothing of him and wanted nothing to do with him? What if she liked the life Kivar gave her better than the one he wanted to give her? Did she find love on this forsaken planet? Would him trying to find her cause her more problems? Micheal could feel how close he was to finding her. Then again the forseer could be right. Maybe he had to stop looking to really find her. He was so confused in his thoughts that when Maria placed a hand on his shoulder he barely noticed.

"Hey, space boy." She started.

"Space boy? I thought I was a baboon." He looked at her.

"Well, you seem to space out a lot. Besides you are cuter than
a baboon...even if you act like one." He smiled a genueine smile at her.

"You're a pixie. Aren't you?"

"Whaa?"

"You know one of the mythical creatures that just pops up at randome moments and stirs things up?"

"I know what a pixie is thank you!"

"Well, you acted conf..."

"No see here Mr. You are the one confused. I come over here to do the nice thing and try and cheer you up. But NOOOOO. You insult me! I..." He did the only thing he could think of to shut her up and kissed her.

"I never sayed being a pixie was a bad thing." He turned around and head out over the hill towards were the rest of the arm was moving. His pixie was still standing there speachless. It was time for him to chase after ghosts. Pixie chasing was to come later.

Chapter 5

Max walked to his bedroom door, his mind reeling. The conversation that they had desturbed him greatly. Liz couldn't be the spy and he knew it. He was going to prove it without marring some self centered bitch. There was only one way and he felt like such a jerk for doing this but he had no choice. He knew Liz would comply so it wasn't a question of what she would do or think. But he didn't want it to happen like this, not because he had to to keep her safe. No he wanted this to happen because they both wanted this.

He put the key in the lock and unlocked the door. He was surprised to see Liz still tied up lying on the bed awake. His breath caught
in his throat. He knew what he had to do.

"The believe there is a spy in our mists." Max started.

"And they think it's me."

"Is it?"

"No. Not that my word matters. I am just a slave. So am I going to be excuted or some other form of punishment."

"Well, you will be investigated..." Max trailed off. He sighed out loud. "I believe you're not the spy but you know I have no choice in the matter."

"Heavy is the head that wears the crown." Liz muttered.

"I either intergate you using methods of persuasion or I marry the heartless bitch Pam of Troy. The first is the lesser of two evils."

"So, I guess you're taking me to the..."

"No, they allowed me to do this my self."

"I don't understand then. How are you going to intergate me?"

With every step Micheal was closer to a show down. His heart was beating out of his chest. The scouts spotted General Kivar's camp site about twenty minutes up the road and Micheal was chomping at the bits. It was time to devise a battle plan but he had nothing. His head was hung in defeat. There was no way he could attack Kivar and rescue Serena when the only plans he could come up with would get them all killed. No, he needed the element of surprise to get Serena out and how can he do that when they could proably see him a mile away?

"General Rath, sir"

"What is it Luetent?"

"There has been movement in Kivar's camp, sir."

"And..."

"We think they are moving on."

"Fuck," Micheal paused. "We attack now!!"

"Liz, you know how I am going to intergate you." Her eyes widened. "I wanted to wait and have this be because we both wanted it. But I quess it can never be that way."

"Max, you don't..."

"Of course I don't have to but I won't stand aside and let them kill you..." Max paused. "You know even after we investigate you, you will still be judged by the grandolith." Liz's eyes grew wide.

"You mean I'll be judged for everything I've ever done?"

"No, just what you've done against me and my reign. Have you done anything against me and my kingdom?"

"No, I haven't."

"So you're not a spy?"

"I told you already I'm not."

"Really?" His hot breath now hovered over her neck. He was just pure inches away from her skin. All Liz could think about was the feel of that hot mouth on her. It teased and mocked her. All she wanted, all she cared about was his mouth on her body. "Are you a spy, Liz?" He asked again softly.

"What reason would I have to be a spy?"

"The honor, the glory?"

"Have you ever thought of the shame?" Liz contered. "I am a sex slave. No one will ever marry me because of it. I am just ruined goods no matter what. Why would I choose this life willingly? Why would I spy on you when you have done nothing to me? I know nothing about politics and have no reason to hate you! If I had been your slave for a while I might find a reason and then leak information to the outside but I have none!" Even after that confession Max's lips stayed dangerously close to her skin but to far away for Liz's liking. After what seemed like an eternity Max brought his lips to the base of Liz's neck. He sucked and nibbled the skin in the area to mark her as his. It was just a natural reaction to Liz and Max didn't even realize he was doing it. In all of this Max's hands were not idle. They moved down and grabbed Lix's breasts. He rubbed and squeezed them into hard pecks; rolling her nipples between his fingers. Liz moaned. She was putty in Max's hands. He was all she ever wanted, all she ever needed, but he wasn't hers and never would be. He was a king and she was just his lowly servant. But all thoughts rushed out of her head at the pleasure Max was inflicting on her.

"So Liz," Max said tearing her mouth away from her delicate skin. His hands ceased their menesration. "Where you forced to spy on me?"

Liz groaned with the lose of contact of his mouth and hands. "I don't come in contact with people in this castle...How can I be forced? What would they do?" Unsatisfied by her answer Max didn't make a move to continue. "Please, Max, I was forced in to slavery but I am not a spy. Just please, Max." This time Max was more satisfied with her answer and his hands returned to her body. They swept down her trim stomach. Soon, Max's mouth joined them in their downward journey. Liz could hardly think. All she could do was feel the sweet agony he was aspiring on her. It was as if he was punishing her for a crime she did not commit. It was at that thought that she realized he was. He was punishing her on being a spy but she wasn't.

Max knew his sweet torture of Liz would make his control thin but what he didn't was that it would only be hanging on by a thread. The only thing stopping him from taking her right there was the thin layers of clothes that were between them. To remove them would make him lose that control he was fighting for. It would make him become anamlistic. Oh, he was ready for her; more than ready. But he couldn't have her now. No he couldn't have her until it was time. Max than stopped his journey downward and began to kiss her ankles, licking and nipping his way up her body. It didn't take him long to reach the skin leading up to her core. Max reached his hand up and stroked her folds tentivly. "Are you a spy, Liz?"

"No, Max.... please." He knew what she wanted but not yet. He continued to stroke her teasingly. When he couldn't take it any more, he inserted a finger into her hot passage.

Liz was burning with the intenesty of the sun. The ache was almost to much to bare. He was pumping into her now with two fingers but she needed more much more. "Max, please." At her request he added a third finger. Liz was in bliss. Her organism was fast approaching. She was almost there. He stopped. " Whaa?" She couldn't form the words.

It was to much to bare. Max couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to take her there and then. But he couldn't. "I'll be back in a little bit. When I come back I am sure you'll have something to tell me." He then fled the room. His pants way to constricting. He only had a little while til they started round two and this round, if any thing like the last, may be the end of his restraint.

Micheal ran gracefully down the hill, thousands following him. For many this was to be to their deaths. Fear gripped them tightly around their hearts but to each man this fear was only a slight feeling. It was one they threw to the back of their minds. Their control and dedication never wavoring. They were ready to fight to their deaths, to follow General Rath of Antar. He was the only general they had ever known to lead their people into battle and this inspired them. The fear in Micheal's heart was worse than death, though. Serena would be in this battle but would she be able to defend herself? Did she know how to fight? These thoughts plagued him as he ran to his possible death. The sounds of violence filled the air. It surrounded them. There was no place left to run for Kivar and that ment that he would be danagerous. He had nothing to lose.

The men ran into combate. There were over two hundred men waiting for them. It was a minute number but even smaller numbers than this had defeated bigger armies before. They drew their hands up ready to use their four squares. A sheild was draw around every four people by the healers. The mindwarpers were warping the others to believe there was less soldiers there, the defenders were ready to fire when close enough, but the dreamwalkers had the hardest job. They were trying to get into the subconsciene of the soldiers trying to find any who had any fears or doubts about this war. Those thoughts were made to take over. It was then they would surrender and those immune to this would continue to fight. The Antarians had those four gifts to their advantage but Kivar's race was just as equiped. Each soldier held the power to mind rape, blast, and telekinese. It was now a battle of wills and determination. Because of that the Antarian soldiers had the upper hand. Serena's kidnapping was reason for this. Even though it was years ago, they harbored the pain as if it was new. Their family were the royals closest friends and it was rumored that a union between them and the royal family would have taken place if Serena wasn't lost.

Micheal did not engage in battle. He was looking for Kivar ready to face him. As the men fought on, he checked every tent. No one noticed his abstence from the battle, but then again his men already knew what he was up to. Tent after tent he found nothing. No shred that Serena was there and alive. Then he entered the last tent. It was only a small tent, proably the doctor's tent. He wasn't even completely in the door when all went black.

Roswell'sAngel · Post by **Roswell'sAngel** » Thu Jan 01, 2004 8:14 pm

Chapter 6

When Micheal came through, he was lying tied up in the makeshift doctor's tent. The last thing he remembered was a blow to his head then darkness. But there was something else plageuing his mind. The thing was he couldn't remember what it was. He flipped his mind back to the last few minutes before he went black. The tent, he walked into this tent and then... Kivar had been there he had hit Micheal on the back of his head but there was some one else there, a girl.

At that moment a soldier rushed into the tent to find Micheal tied up on the floor. The young man, hardly out of boyhood look bewildered.

"Aren't you going to untie me?" Micheal barked.

"Sir, yes, sir, Commander Rath." The soldier quickly went to untie Micheal. While this was going on Kivar was escaping farthar into the dense woods of his home plant Vendol. It would take them longer to find him now but it was only a matter of time. There was no where for them to run to now that the Antarian army had taken over all out posts of the planet. Soon Micheal would have Serena back.

Max rentered the room. He had taken his time and went for a walk out in the garden. It was only his intent to begun twenty minutes or so to regain his composure but it had taken him longer than that. Now that he was standing so close to the goddess his restraint was disappearing fast! Then Alex's words rang in his ears. "It's time for you to get married." Like hell he would marry. Max knew Alex had to protect the kingdom and if Kivar's spy killed him with no heir. Well, the consequences weren't something he wanted to think about. But Max wasn't stupid. He doubted that Liz was the spy or had anything to do with it. Now he was going to prove this once and for all. He took a deep breath and entered the room.

"So Lix, do you have any thing you would like to tell me?" He asked drawing his angel's attention to him.

"What do you wish to know?"

"Are you a spy?"

"No" She answered, her voice firm.

"Don't lie to me, Liz. I saw fear in your eyes when I mention about the grandolith's judgement."The fear sparked quickly in her eyes but burnt out fast.

"No, you didn't." Max dipped his head down and sucked her still hard breast into his mouth. He nibbled on it and sucked on it. After a few soothing seconds he bit down on it. Liz felt the pain burn through her but she didn't make a noise or showed her a reaction she wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

"I told you not to lie to me." He threatened. "Now tell me the truth. Why are you scared of the Grandolith."

"Because I don't know." Max looked wide eyed at the girl. What could she have done that would make her fear him knowing about that rather than the punishment of being caught a spy.

"You don't know what?"

"That's it I don't know. When I was back on Vendol I would black out for days at a time. Meaning I have no memory of what happened at those times." Max was silent at this. He knew that only three types of people would black out; the sick, spies, and those who have had their minds tampered with for another's person's benefit or pleasure.

"Well, I will go tell Alex to set up the Grandolith for tomorrow afternoon." With that Max fleed the room. He barely closed the door when he fell to his knees and began to weep. So many senorios were going through his head. Was she a captured spy for the Antar? That would explain the memory lapses but she had been there since she was little so he seriously doubted that was the case. She could be ill, his beautiful angel could be dieing but she seemed to be in perfect health. Then something hit him. She lived in a jail cell her whole life, lost time, no parents or name... "OH MY GOD! She's Serena!" Max was in shock of that thought. No she couldn't be. Could she? It all added up. He had Micheal's sister as a slave. Now, he was scared for his life but what if that's what she wanted him to think? The only way to tell would be the grandolith. His answeres would come to him tomorrow afternoon. He stud up and went to find Alex it was time for him to know his suspicions and he needed to prepare for tomorrow.

In a room not to far away some one watched Max and his revelation. "Stupid boy," the figure muttered. "Stupid stupid boy." The cloak hide it's wear's identy from view. "Kivar will be pleased to know his plans are progressing nicely." A smirk crossed the cruel face. "Soon I will have everything I desire. Oh stupid boy king. You're life will be cut short; very short." With that the figure slipped back into the shadows, not before being noticed by another figure.

Lord Valenti watched the figure slink away. It was time for his loyaties to be tested. With great sadness he turned towards the way he had saw King Zan retreat. It was now or never that he was to prove his worth but at what price. He followed King Zan's foot steps. Again he would lose what he wanted most to Zan and he was upset about this. The thing was even though he was upset, he didn't want to be in Max's shoes. King's advisor was good enough. Tonight after giving the spies identy to Max and Alex, he would confront that monster. It was his turn to be a hero and that he would be! He entered the chamber and drew a breath. It was time to face the music.

Max again entered his chambers. This was getting to be repetitive. He looked at the beauty spread out before him. Tomorrow he would find out the truth. He wasn't sure if they made the right decision or not. They had descided to wait to tell Micheal about his relevetion until they knew the truth. So much was at stake especially now, now that the real spy was found. Max didn't know what to pray for. He wasn't sure if he should pray for the gods to make her Serena so he could release her and then marry her or for her to be a slave thus he couldn't lose her if she would refuse to marry him.

"So," a voice broke into his quiet revere. "When do I get judged?" Max took a deep breath.

"Tomorrow afternoon but it won't be like what I told you before."

"What?"

"We found the spy." Max started. He didn't know how to say this."We are going to question who you're parents are though."

"Who my parents are?"

"We think you might be the sister to my second in command."

Micheal went into his make shift tent. His beautiful pixie sat watching him. He sighed as much as he wanted to let her in he couldn't. Everyone he had ever let in was gone. His parents died at the hands of that bastard Kivar and his sister was kidnapped by the same man. It was to much for Micheal to feel so he had cut himself off. Max and Isabel had understood and never asked or pushed him into opening up. The thing was with this pixie he wanted to but he couldn't. Micheal just couldn't let her in.

"What the hell are you looking at?" Micheal shouted at her.

"Oviously a baboon."

"I thought you were calling me space boy now."

"Well, I changed my mind. Baboon fits soo much better. You are soo..." Something inside of Micheal snapped right than. He lent down and kissed her with all the emotion he was feeling right than. With out warning, he became aware of what he did. Knowing he must stop this before he could get carried away he lifted his head.

"Well, I guess I found a way to shut you up." Maria looked at him with fury. Instead of throwing a comment back at him, she turned and walked to a corner of the tent. She sat down and began to ignore his prescence. Micheal sat down and began to calculate his next move. He wanted to get Serena back as fast as he could.

Only a few miles away, Kivar was getting ready to make his next move. The connection had come earlier today. His real spy in the palace had told him of Zan's jugdement tomorrow. It was time for Kivar to go to Antar. Especially when Zan got the shock of his life. He smiled at the thought of the young king unsure of what was to come next. The only thing was he had to arrive on Antar at just the right time or all of his plans would be ruined. And Kivar couldn't let that happened. So he plotted for tomorrow. He would leave soon. He turned towards his prisoner. The girl he had come to love as his own sister. Tomorrow all truth would be revealed.

"Go to sleep little one. Tomorrow will be a big day for you."

"What about you?"

"I will sleep after this is all finished. Now I have to prepare." He left her in the tent. The time was drawing near. He could feel it.

Chapter 7

"Here," Max interupted the silence. "I better untie your arms." He bent over her and untied her arms. Liz rubbed her wrists trying to regain her circulation. "Here, I can help that." He put his hands on her wrists and a warm energy emitted. Liz sat there wide eyed.

"You're a healer." She muttered. It was common knowledge that a healer would unite the kingdoms one day. Liz had now found herself the slave to a man who might bring peace to his world and the world that had shown her hardship.

"Yes,"

"Why do you let me know this now?" This small part of information could change the tide of the war. Liz was not surprised he didn't tell her about it but she was that he had finally let it come out.

"As I told you before, we have found the spy and now believe you to be Serena, Commander Rath's sister."

"Let me get this straight. You believe me to be this Commander Rath's sister and you want me to prove this tomorrow at the grandolith?" Max gave a nodded and looked at Liz. She was beautiful. It was a good thing that he had yet to take advantage of his "property", even though Micheal had told him too. Some how, he didn't think Micheal would feel the same way if Liz turned out to be Serena. Liz's question eyes looked up into his. "What is she...me to you?"

"At one time when your parents were alive you were my betroved. Anaranged marriage to insure that my general would remain loyal to me no matter what." Max was silent for a minute. "Liz, what happened while you were with Kivar? You never really told me anything about the life you lived just that you didn't have a name."

"Most days were they same. I lived in the palace's cells til I was nine. At which time I saw Kivar. He told me I would make a great addition to the king's companions. Then he sent me to a place where they housed other slaves. I never saw any of them but I could hear their crying and screaming in the night." Liz paused. "I didn't know what was going to happen to me and it scared me. After a while I started blacking out for pierods at a time. All I know is Kivar was present at those times and that we never left the cell."

"Did he..." Max trailed off.

"I don't think so. From what I am told I should be sore after and Kivar isn't a healer. At least if he was he wouldn't spend time healing one of his slaves. To much risk." Liz paused for a good moment. "Max, if I turn out to be Serena, what will be come of me?"

"I will release you from you're slavery and than ask Micheal for you're hand in marriage."

"So, my fate will be either your slave or your wife?"

"If you except the porposal I make, yes. But you can be free to choose your own fate. I will not force you to marry me." Max was upset by the thought of her not wanting him the way he wanted her. He couldn't blame her though. She was enslaved to him. If he was her, he would hate himself to.

"It's not that." She quickly replied. "It's just..." She took a deep breath. "Make love to me, Max."

Maria had watched him most of the night. He never laid down to sleep. He just worked. Some how Maria knew that it had everything to do with this Serena girl. Yes, she knew that girl was Micheal's own flesh and blood but she was jealous. She wanted Micheal to love her so much he would come for her, fight years just to see her to safety but deep in her mind she knew he could never love her that much. He had built up such high walls around his heart that she was surprised he even let Serena in. Even though she hated how he loved Serena, she was thankful for her. Serena had been able to give her a glimpse into Micheal's soul. No matter how small, Maria knew she wouldn't stop trying until Micheal's walls crumbled. She was going to rescue her space boy.

"Hey, space boy, get some sleep." She called to him.

"I will, after I win this war." Micheal shot back. He turned to look at her. Maria saw the fears in his eyes.

"Micheal.." She said softly as she reached for him.

"What if she doesn't know who I am? What if she is happy living with Kivar? What if she is already dead? I can't lose her, Maria. She's all I've got left."

"You're wrong." Micheal looked up into her eyes. "You've got me and I'll be here forever. No matter what tomorrow brings." She held him in her arms as he cried.

"Maria, she's the only tie I have to my past. I can't lose her."

"I know." Maria bit back the tears that were threatening to spill over on her. He didn't care for her and proably never would.

"Maria, I want you to listen to me." Micheal had suddenly turned serious. "For some strange reason, you're annoying babbling has grown on me. Once I get Serena out of there I want you to take her and run."

"Mich..."

"Do this for me, Maria. You're the only one I trust with her and I don't think I could stand it if something happened to you." Maria could hold her tears back no longer at these words. "Maria, don't cry. I didn't..."

"Shh!" She then let her lips find his. The two mouths fought to gain control. All their emotions ran rampant in that one kiss. Both knew what was going to come next. Both wanted it. Micheal tore his mouth away from hers.

"Maria, I need you."

"Than take me, Micheal." She stepped back and released her dress causing it to form a puddle around her feet.

Kivar was reading the sins again. Time was drawing near. Soon both planets would be under one rule as it was fortold. His mind keep ringing the words of the forteller.

'Two houses, two sons, two daughters, a pair to each. A union between the houses born of love and dressed in hate. The great war will end, when the blood of one king is spilled. From this sacrafice, lives of peace for those two nations. So I have said and so it will be.'

He sat under the stars. Tomorrow it would come true. Either he or King Zan would lay dead. The other would marry their enemies sister. All that he could do is pray for the outcome he wanted. He needed. A tear slipped down his face. Tomorrow he would either die or live. Only time would bring the truth.

Kivar stud up. Now it was time to prepare. He had some visits he had to make. Some dreams he had to attend too.

Lord Valenti walked around his room. He felt betrayed. The one person who he thought he could trust was plotting against his king. Not only that, they were plotting with Kivar, the enemy. Now all that he had left was to wait. Wait to find out their excuse and wait to find out if they betrayed him too. Either way it was answered he knew the answer was the same. They betrayed him in ways only he would know. He had lived so much of his life as a lie but tomorrow all of it would be changed. Tomorrow, Liz would be tested to see if she was Serena and the spy, his betrayer, would be tried and sentenced. Tomorrow would be a day for vengence. It would be a day for truth.

The door knob began to turn.' This was it.' Kyle thought. The door opened and he was then face to face with the spy.

Chapter 8

Tess entered in to the room she shared with her husband while they were on Antar. He looked as if he had had the longest night of his life.

"Kyle, what's wronge?" She tried to sound concern but she really wasn't. He was just a pawn in her little game. The whole castle was. If it wasn't for Kyle asking for her hand, she was sure that Max would have. Then she would have been Queen of Antar instead of a spy for Kivar.

"Um..." Kyle paniaced. "Nothing, really." Oh, she is so not going to believe this, Kyle thought. He was scared that she would figure out that he knew. That Max knew. How would she react to find her plans down the drain?

"Kyle?" He saw the skeptism in her eyes. Her lying blue eyes. Hatred boiled up in his body and he said the first thing that came to his mind.

"Okay, have you ever thought about having kids?" That was lame she is so going to know something is up. What do I do? I can't let her know we know what she is doing. How can my wife betray me like that? She knows how close to Max and his family I am.

"Kids? What brought this on?"

"Well, I overheard Alex and Isabell talking..."

"And you wondered if I ever thought about kids?"

"Yes." She's buying this. I can't believe it! Score one for the Kylenator. Oh, she's talking again better listen or she'll know something is up."

"...proably one day but I am not raising no brats so we would have to hire a nanny."

"I agree, totally honey." How could she be so heartless about kids? I always thought she wanted a big family since she was an only child, her mother died giving birth to her, and her father was, well, so cold. How could I miss judge her all these years? I slept with that stupid blonde gerbil of a bitch. I think I'm going to be sick.

"Baby, are you okay? You look a little pale."

"Yes, Tess honey, I'm fine. I proably just need sleep." He headed into their room and shut off the light. He could barely keep himself from vomiting at the thought of sleeping with this thing he called a wife. She was nothing more than a... a... Kyle wasn't sure what she was but he bite his tongue as the time came to say goodnight.

"Goodnight honey."

"Goodnight, Kyle." With that Kyle closed his eyes knowing that would be the last time he would ever have to listen to her annoying voice again. How could he be so blind for so many years of how truely evil she was? The thought made him restless. He remaind awake the rest of the night, keeping vigial and wondering how he could be so wrong for so long.

Micheal sat there staring opened at the beauty before him.Desire, swept through him at just the sight of her He descided, then, that she was no pixie but a tempest sent to send men to an early death.

"Antar to space boy do you read me?" Her voice broke Micheal out of his self enduced haze.

"Huh?"

"Well, I guess you're not as interested..." He grabbed her arm as she moved backwards to put back on her close. Him? Not interested? She had to be kidding.

"You're beautiful." She smiled a knowing smile at him.

"Well are we gonna or are you gonna stare at me until you go blind?"

"Can't I do both?"

"Proably not, spaceboy." Her eyes sparkled mischiefiously. "But you can try." With that she stratled his waste. Micheal moaned at the cotact of her naked flesh against his fully clothed body. She untucked his shirt from his pants and her hands moved under it. She loved the feel of her hands against his chest. Quickly she disrobed his shirt leaving his chest in full view for her to enjoy. Her mouth soon found it's way to his and then followed her hands in their downward movement. She found his nipples and began to suck and nibble them.

During this time Micheal was not ideal either. His lips were on a mission to taste every each of his tempest, the pixie. His mouth traveled down her neck. Soon his mouth was occupied by her mounds. He liked her harden budds then sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Maria moaned in pleasure releasing what her mouth was busy working on.

"Don't stop, Micheal. Don't stop." Micheal had no intention of ever stopping. He would spend the rest of his life, if he could, making love to this pixie. Soon he was as naked as her with no recollection of how he became that way but he did not dwell on it. His mind was to busy with the feeling of her skin against his. It didn't take long for Micheal to feel like he was ready to explode.

"Maria, let me... Can I..." Micheal stumbled over the words but Maria knew what he ment; what he needed. She needed the same thing.

"Please, Micheal, I don't think I can wait any longer." He needed no father urging. With that, he entered her in one hard thrust, breaking through her barrier. She cried out in pain but soon that pain turned into a dull sensation as the plesure he brought her took over. "Harder, Harder." He obeyed her ordered commands and soon they both reached the ended and their orgasims took over.

"I love you, pixie." Micheal muttered as he fell off to sleep. But Maria couldn't help but let the tear fall. She knew he spoke the truth in those words. He might not be able to say them normally but Maria knew he loved her. Maria had done the impossible and broken through his stone walls.

"Isabelle?" a voice outside her window called. She got up out of bed and headed to it. She smiled when she saw her beloved Alex standing down below her.

"Alex, Alex, Where forout thee Alex?" He beamed up at her, remembering the time when the were courting and on a night such like this he did the cheesest thing his mind could think of. He came to her window woke her up and recited Romeo and Juliet for her.

"Come on, Issy! I was just a foolish boy at the time. Can you ever let me forget one of my most embarressing moments?"

"Embarressing? The moment I fell in love with you embaresses you?" She sighed. "Then maybe we better..." Before she could finish Alex climbed the vines along her wall and kissed her.

"We will do no such thing."

"Alex, you're gonna break you're neck. Come inside."

"Good lady, I do believe you are tring to steal my vertue." His eyes twinkled at her as he crawled into the room.

"Well, kind sir, I shall do no thing under my brother's roof."

"Well, then we can go outside where we are not under any one's roof." She sighed in to him."Issy, it's only a few more days till we are wed and tomorrow you're brother's life might change significantly."

"With the judging of that slave?" She was now confused.

"She isn't just any slave. We think she might be Serena."

"Oh Antarian Lords. Micheal is going to kill him."

"Well, that's a given but I think there will be another royal marriage if she is Serena. I think Max is falling for her."

"You're proably right."

"I know I am." They stud in silence for a few minutes.

"Alex?"

"Yes, my love."

"Could you move? You're standing on my night gown."

"Sorry." He sheepishly smiled at her.

"What am I going to do with you?" She asked.

"I can think of a few things."

Roswell'sAngel · Post by **Roswell'sAngel** » Thu Jan 01, 2004 8:21 pm

Chapter 9

Max looked at Liz for a long time, unsure of how to take her request. He couldn't believe what she asked him to do. "Okay, you want me to make love to you?" He asked slowly.

"Yes." She smiled her secret smile at him. "Well, first of all if I am Serena we are engaged, and if not I'm you're sex slave any way. As far as every one is concerned I'm not a virgin right now any way. Number two, the whole virginity lose thing would be considered a casulty of war. Thirdly you have me hot and bothered. Last and definnity not least, I've been that way since I've got here!" Max's eyes glanced up at hers. He knew in that instant that he could never deny her anything.

Wordlessly he gave her his reply. His mouth swooped down and captured her lips. The kiss communicated all the passion he had felt for her scince the first time he saw her. As the kiss grew in intesity so did his desires. He could feel her soft naked body so wet for him through the small layer of his clothes. Knowing he had to slow this down or it would be over before it began he back away from her.

"Max." Liz complained at the loss of his warm body above hers.

"Shh, Liz. I think I'm a little over dressed. Don't you?" She smiled at him. His hand reached down to unbutton his shirt.

"Wait!" Max looked up at her in question. "I always thought this was spose to be my job."

"No, love." He replied. "You're job is to let me please you." He smiled down at his angel. "I may be a king but you are my queen. Let me worship you as you are ment to be worshiped." She nodded at him knowing what he was asking.

At her conformation he finished unbuttoning his shirt. He promptly removed his pants and stud there is all his glory. She had only seen him the once and even then she wondered how he would fit into her. Fear began to corse through her body. What if he didn't fit? What if he could find his release in her? What if she wasn't any good?

Max saw her tense at the sight of him. His mind was working on over load. He hoped she didn't think she had to do this. He had thought they had covered that a long time ago, but his mind was realing with possibilties. What if she was disappointed? He didn't have any real experience with women. Tess being the only girl who he ever kissed and that was because she had caught him off guard. That girl never did take a hint. He was happy when her father announced her marriage to Lord Valenti.

"Liz, we don't have to do this. That is if you don't want to." Liz looked up into his eyes, which were black with lust. At that moment Liz knew he would be the only man she would ever or ever want to make love to.

"No, I want this Max. More than anything. It's just... I don't know anything about... well you know."

"I'm scared to, Liz. But I think I love you, Liz." She smiled up at him and Max took it as a sign to continue. He closed the gap between them. Now, he was almost on top of her. His head bent down and kissed her. In this kiss, he tried to convey all the love he already felt for her rather she be Serena or just his slave. The connection burned open and Liz could see images Max's life.

Max's lips seperated from hers and moved to busy them selves on her neck. Liz was realing with all the feelings Max was giving her. The anticipation in the air made this time so much different from their earlier excapeds. Liz lost the worries and doubts and only felt. Max moved his mouth and hands Southward. He was occupied by her breasts. His mouth latched onto one, sucking and nibbling, while his hand played with the other. Driven crazy with need, she reached up to touch him but he moved out of her grasps. She had to settle with running her fingers through his hair.

After loving both breasts to his content, he was once again on the move. He moved into her most intimate regions. He inserted one finger and she grounded into his hand. He pulled his finger completely out of her hot, wet pussy.

Her vioce broke the hushed silence of the room. "Max, please."

"Please what, angel?"

"Make love to me." He nodded his head and positioned hisself to enter her. He allowed only his tip to enter her, giving her time to adjust. Finally, he reached her barrier. Max looked into her eyes asking for permission. She nodded. With that he broke the final barrier. He laid his hand over her and took away her pain. Then, he sat painfully still waiting for her to become acustom to his length.

Liz was beyond insane with want. Max had not moved since entering her and he pressed her into the mattress so hard she could not move her hips. Finally, she could stand this torture no more.

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Move or something." He smiled down and rocked his hips without warning. Liz groaned in surprise. They fell into a rythmic pattern. He would thrust and she would move as she could to meet him. The pace began to increase. He pulled himself all the way out rubbing against her nubb as he went. He then entered her harder than before. The thrusts continued to get harder and faster until he brushed against her g-spot triggering her orgasim. That proved to be the catalyst needed for his own release. They then fell into a heap on the bed. Unable to move or let alone think.

When Max gained control of his body, he rolled over. Buried, still deep inside of her, he fell into the most restful sleep he had had since she had been brought into his command.

Kivar awoke from his attempt to enter the dreams. The girl sat next to him.

"Did it work, my lord?"

"No, they weren't asleep." He smiled his twisted smile. "That means they must be doing what I had hoped they would." He turned back to the girl. "Tomorrow we will meet them in the flesh. Tomorrow we will go to Antar." He smiled again. He could believe that this plan had actually worked. He turned back to her. "Girl, perpare yourself for a journey. For tomorrow we will meet you're future. With that he got up and left her.

The young girl knowing only having limited knowledge of his plan began to pray to any and all gods that would hear her. Tomorrow, she would be leaving the only home she ever knew and the only brother she had ever known. She knew, though, that both world's entire existance rested on what would happen tomorrow and she was powerless to stop it, no matter how hard she wanted to.

Micheal awoke out of bed. He disentangled himself from the pixie and headed for the connection room. He knew Max would be sleeping but he could leave a message for him. He knew where Serena was. A dream had told him that much.

Just as he thought, no one was at the connection room in the palace to answer his call. He took a deep breath and began to speak. "King Zan, I have found Serena. A dream told me where she was. It was just as we always feared, but tomorrow she will be back in her rightful place, in her rightful home." With that he ended the message.

Two hands gentally messaged his shoulders. The pixie's green eyes looked deep into his own. He felt a twinge of sadness knowing the truth behind Serena's life now.

"Come back to bed, baboon." Suddenly he lost his sorrow as he saw the twinkle in her eye.

"Well I'm still a baboon huh?" She simple smiled at him. "Then you won't be opposed to me, monkeying around!"

Chapter 10

Kivar awaited General Rath. Everything was going according to schedule, all that was needed was the general to show up.Today would be the day the fate of his planet would be determined. He was scared of what was about to happen, but either way he knew that fate would be kind to him in his next life for the sacrifices he would be offering today. The one sacrafice that was the hardest to make would be that of his sister, but he would sacrfice that and everything else to gain what he wanted. Suddenly a call went up General Rath was spotted. He breathed some deep breaths. It was now or never.

Micheal rode in front of his army. Kivar's army stood against them but made no move to attack. It was as if they were protecting something and would not take the chance of Antar's troops gaining admitance. He smiled. He always knew Kivar was a coward and now he could prove it. Kivar let his men battle while he stayed safe inside.

Micheal raised his arm and signalled for his men to attack. They sounded a war cry and ran towards the wariorrs. The midwarpers tried to trick them of their numbers once again but they didn't react, they changes the direction of where they were coming from but they didn't react. Micheal cried to cease fire. Kivar's armies where waiting, for what he didn't know but he would wait too.

Above the battlement there appeared a craft. It hovered for only a moment before taking off to the endless skies. A ship of that size couldn't go that far and no planet in this solar system would take Kivar refuge. Would they? No, they have all seen what he has done to his people. Then, the last option was that he had a plan. Some battle plot. Kivar wasn't a strategy genious so something here wasn't right.

He didn't have time to think of Kivar's escape, though. All of Kivar's men were surrendering to him. He nodded to his soldiers that they would take these men as prisoners. Micheal knew something was amiss in all of this. All he could do is hop in one of his own crafts and go to Antar. Maybe from there they could try to find Kivar.

Alex awoke unable to move his arm. He looked down to find Isabelle still fast asleep in his arms. Last night had been the most amazing night of his life. Isabelle and him sat around and discussed everything from their up coming bonding to the Max/Slave girl situation. She was something. It was a wonder how such a perfect girl would choose him. He was nothing but a geeky advicer of her brother's. Than again, he was the first person to ever break through her walls. Maybe it wasn't something so spectaular. Maybe, it was just destiny. Who was he to ague with destiny?

"Alex?" The beauty asked. "What time is it?"

"Barely seven but I better go. You're brother would kill me if he found me here."

"Proably." She moved her lips towards his and gave him a peck on the lips. Then she stud up and headed to the window. Alex followed behind her.

"Goodbye, Izzy."

"Goodbye, Romeo." He gave her a smirk and descended down her wall. Before leaving he replied up to her.

"Parting is such sweet sorrow that I will say goodnight til it be morrow." With that he left.

Max awoke a heavenly sent filled his senses. It was somewhat like strawberries with a hint of Liz. He open his eyes to see her still asleep on his chest and him still buried deep inside of her. At the thought of that he began to grow hard again. He started to with drawl himself from inside of her.

"Please, don't." She broke through his silent revere.

"You don't know what you're asking of me." He breathed in deeply and he felt her sift causing him to grow harder yet. She had to have felt it. There was no way that she could not have felt it. "I can't be inside you, Liz, and not make love to you." She smiled up at him.

"Than do it." That was all he needed to lose control. He flipped them over leaving so he could be on top. She was so beautiful with her hair fanned out and the sleep still in her eyes. It was then he knew he loved her. If this was Kivar's plan than he had won because there was no way Max could not love her. She was his everything. A smile played on his lips at his next thought. He grew to hard to bare. There would be no time for romance he was ready to explode but that was fine. She was already wet and ready for him. His lips teased her nipples and his hand reached down to find her nub. When he was pleased with how wet she was, he began to move inside her. His mouth released her breast and he began to chant over and over again. "Mine." It was like a silent prayer to the gods above. He wanted to own her soul like she owned his. All to
soon they climaxed together. Yelling each other's name.

When the waves of pleasure passed Liz spoke. "Goodmorning."

"Definitly." He than relised the time. " I need get a quick shower and then go. After I am done you need to do the same. I have some clothes for you hanging in the closet. Some one will come and get you when it is time." He leaned down and kissed her on the mouth. Muttering mine so softly she couldn't hear him. He stud up and left. When he had shut the door Liz sighed.

"Yours."

Tess woke up. The sunshine stretched acrossed the bed onto her. She gave a lazy yawn. A snide smile graced her gerbil like face. Today Kivar's plan would happen and today she would take her rightful place on the throne. She didn't know all of Kivar's plan but she did not worry about that because he would not double cross her. That girl in King Zan's bed chambers, whoever she might be, would meet her end today. Kivar had promised. He had told her that the truth of this girl's identy would kill her but her death would be the down fall of Antar. She smiled once again. Oh, Max would lose all he ever had today and become her slave. Kivar had also promised that. She got out of bed with a skip in her step. Today she would have all her dreams come true.

Maria waited for Micheal's return. He had promised that he would come to collect her and then they would return to Antar with his sister. Serena would finally be where she belonged. All Maria could do was wait. The thing was waiting took to long.

She got up off of her perch and moved around the gaurds left behind to wait with her. It was then she saw Micheal running up towards her. She was afraid of what had happened. There was no Serena with him.

"Maria," He gasped. "My sweet pixie, we return to Antar to await Zan's next instruction." With that he turned away to prepare the ship for their leave.

Chapter 11

Liz didn't know a thing about Antarian laws, Antarian customs, Antarian traditions, or the grandolith. Because of this her thoughts were plagued by her none remembered past. What could she have done or known about that Kivar would make her forget? The thoughts in her mind weren't comforting. Was she a spy sent to destroy Max, only to have his people brain wash her and sell her into slavery? Then again if they knew she was a spy, why would they give her access to him? She could suddenly remember. Liz was scared beyond belief. She didn't want to think of what would happen when they found out the truth. So many joyful thoughts flew through her head but there was more bad ones than good. It truely scared her that Max would do something worse than kill her when he found out the truth. She didn't know what it was but some how she thought it was bad.

There was a knock on the door. Liz looked around this room, her home, one last time. She knew she wouldn't see it again for a long time but her heart would never leave this place. Maybe in the next life, she mused. With that she held her head high and was off to recieve her destiny.

Max watched as Liz walked to him. She was clothed in the traditional dress for judgement, a white dress. Any one to be judged was to wear white. It seemed fitting some how to have the criminals and those to be married judged by the grandolith in the same manor. Both ways one outcome came to the white being dyed red with blood. Only the most important crimanals and important marriages were judged this way but the tradition started that all couples to be joined wore white.

He couldn't believe how quickly his thoughts turned to marriage. Liz had captured his heart and no matter what the outcome he loved her. How in such a short time this slip of a girl captured his heart, he had no idea. His thoughts began to take a more unpleasant route. He couldn't help it. The girl he loved was about to face the judge, jury, and executioner and they couldn't turn back.

It was time to begin the words of the ceremony. Max took a deep breath and in a shakey voice began. "You were created out of darkness to create control by Xander our god and ruler. We ask that you judge us with you're eye and give us advice in our own matters."

The machine sprang to life. Max continued his words as Liz watched in awe the machine before her. How could one thing be so powerful? How could it hold her fate in it's hands? She neither knew nor cared to know. It was not for mortal hearts to understand. Some how though, she wish she did.

Tess watched on with satisfaction. Now she had won. Only a few minutes then Max would be judging the love of his pathetic life. She was so busy in her thoughts that it took a few minutes for Kyle to get through to her.

"Tess?"

"Yeah?"

"You okay? You surt of zoned out there."

"I'm fine."

"Good because you're next." She looked up into his face and only saw coldness.

"What?" The gaurds began to come over. She had to think fast.

"We know who the spy is, Tess." He hung his head. "I still don't believe our marriage has been a lie for the past few years. Did el presidente really mean that much to you? Or was it the statias? Never mind. I don't really care."

By that time the gaurds were upon her. She didn't tune into them until it was almost over."You, Lady Ava, are sentenced to judgement from the grandolith." Her heart stopped. "Today after the most high prisoner." It was then there was a huge blast of white light and Tess took off.

"Sir, we're here." He nodded his head. He turned to the girl beside him.

"Stay here, love, until it's over. I wouldn't be able to bare if anything happened to you." She nodded her head. "Today will be a happy day. You will gain a new family." He smiled at her and headed towards the door.

"But sir, you're the only family I could ever want or need." He sighed.

"You know these people have been waiting for you, for us for years? We will not mess with our destinies. I did once and it haunts me to this day. But no more for it is close to time." With that he left her in the space craft. The young girl looked out the window.

"Xander speed, Kivar, Xander speed."

Max and Liz touched the grandolith at the same time. Memories upon memories. swirlded through the clear surface of the grandolith. The first one came out and projected into their heads. Liz was but a little girl. She was sitting alone in a dark room when a storm came up. She was scared beyond belief. A young man came in and pulled her into his arms. He gently rocked the little girl. Max knew he had seen the face before but where he didn't know. The man began to sing to the little girl his voice carried into the darkness making everything relax.

"Many nights we're prayed, with no proof anyone could hear, in our hearts a hopeful song we barely understood, now we are not afraid although we know there is much to fear, We were moving mountains long before we knew we could, there can be miracles, when you believe, though hope is frail, it's hard to kill, who knows what miracles you can achieve, when you believe, some how you will, you will when you believe, in this time of fear, when prayer so often proved in vain, hope seems like the summer birds, too swiftly flown away, yet now I'm standing here with heart so full I can't explain, seeking faith and speaking words, I never thought I'ld say."

The backdrop changed again. This time the little girl sat in another room. She looked up at a women with gentle eyes. Evidently something was wronge with the older women for she had tears in her eyes.

"What do you mean you can't come back, Grammy Claudia?"

"I mean just that love. You will not see me ever again."

"But you're the only one I've got. Kivar is so stuffy and controlling. He never let's me leave the room." The lady gave her a said smile.

"You'll understand one day, my dear, and I am not leaving you. I'll be in you're heart, honey. As long as you remember me. I'll always be here."

"I won't forget. I'll never forget."

More scences came in and out of focus. Soom he knew exactly who she was. He knew everything that had happened in her life and her destiny. It was shocking to know that he knew her so completely. The grandolith had never done this before.

Suddenly the scence gave way to a new one. Liz laid on the bed with himself above her. He chant over with each thrust mine. He saw what had only happened a little while ago repeat itself in front of him. It was then he saw what had happened after he shut the bathroom door. A single word rang out through the air as a blinding white light engulfed every thing. "Yours!"

Song from the Prince of Egypt Sound Track- "When You Believe"

Roswell'sAngel · Post by **Roswell'sAngel** » Thu Jan 01, 2004 8:30 pm

Chapter 12

Tess ran straight into a hard body. It was one she was well a custom too. Kivar stud there looking at her with a satisified smile on his face. She had done it. She had please Kivar by following his plans. This was all she ever wanted from Max. A chance to rule by his side but he wouldn't give her that chance. Kivar did. He had come to rescue her from her fate. She would be his queen.

Stupid wench, Kivar thought. He could sense where her mind was going. It was wrong of him to let her believe he loved her but he had never told her he did. She had jumped to conclusions. He had contacted her to help him in his plan. All he had said to sway her was that he would appreciate her talents. Unfortunaly the gerbil like creature was dense. She also thought that appreciate ment that he would turn her into his queen. He would do no such thing. First of he wouldn't be a king after this confrontation and second the girl was a psychopath.

"Tess" He nodded in her direction.

"Oh, Kivar, I knew you would come for me." He tuned her out and looked up. There she was standing there in all her glory next to the grandolith alive. It was then that he let out the breath he had been holding. He knew that this mission was risky but he had to risk everything. This was a matter of his planet's welfare. Nothing else could become more important. Not even her.

"King Zan, I see you have had the pleasure of meeting my sister."

"You're sister?! Kivar," The annoying voice whined. "Didn't you think I..."

"Keep quite, whore." He snapped. Her whining was giving him a migrain.

"But..." He looked at her.

"SILENCE!" He reveled in the quiet for a moment before he beggan again. "So now that you're meet my sister I think it's time to get negotiations out of the way. What about you?"

"What is you're price to stop this war?"

"Everything and nothing."

"Meaning." Max was intreged. He knew what had happened only seconds ago would give him an advantage over Kivar's plan. Every important event in Liz's life he knew. Thus he knew everything about this man. The way he walked, the way he talked, and the way he thought. All this added up to one thing. He knew Kivar and this knew knowledge might just save him and his life.

"I'll give you everything you want as long as you step down from you're thrown and give Vilandra's hand in marriage to me." Max knew he couldn't do that but before he got a chance to speak up Tess had already descided to have her say.

"What about me? You promised that I would be queen. Ugh." She took a gun out of one of the stun gaurds hands and pointed it at Kivar. They didn't know what to do. Shoot Tess or let her shoot Kivar?

"You think you can kill me, you stupid gerbil?" He laughed at her. Without a second thought he raised his hand and fireballs shot towards her. It took only seconds for everyone to realise that Tess was lying there dead. "Pity," He replied to their silence. "She may have been an intolerable whore but she was good at what she did."

"What was that?" Max asked calmly. He knew that if he didn't play Kivar's game he might end up with Tess in the ever after. May Xander bless his mortal soul. He had no choice.

"Laying on her back." Kivar's snide comment made him sick. There was no love lost between him and Tess but even he wasn't cruel enough to insult the dead. He watched Kivar survey the crowd something he hadn't done til now. His eyes fell on Kyle.

"That was her husband."

"My condelences. I hope you can recover from the years of torture at her hands you suffered. I only had to deal with her long distance but to be so close to her. I can not imagion the pain." He was quit a moment. "Well, please don't thank me. I killed her more for myself than for you're sanity." Kyle looked as if he didn't know what to do. As much as Tess had hurt him she was still his wife. Because of that alone he chose to speak no words. "Well, now that is over with. What of my offer?"

"Isabelle is engaged to marry one of my advisiors. She loves him. I can not deny her that."

"In that case we may have a problem."

"Yes, we may." He stud silent for a moment. "In any case I will give up my throne if and only if you give up you're claim to yours." There was a murmur through the croud. No, king of Antar had ever vindacated his throne.

"No, that will not do." Kivar answered nonchalantly. "For I have a much better plan." With that Kivar raised his hand towards Max.

Serena waited and watched out the window of the ship she had land with Kivar. It was then she saw the second ship. The ship was an Antarian war ship. A powerful man stepped off. He stud tall and authortativly as if daring any one to try to pull something. This man had an aura about him. She saw the length of his hair and his no nonsense manner there was no question in her mind who this man was. He was Micheal also known as Rath, King Zan's second in command. That wasn't all she knew about him. She also knew he was her brother. Now she would meet him again because he was heading towards the ship. That wasn't what scared her. She was scared that he would never forgive her for her involvement with Kivar. What would he do when he found out that she had helped Kivar with his plan? Of her own free will? She didn't know but she was about to find out. The door open and she turned to face him.

"May Xander bless you, Lord Rath of Antar, my brother."

Micheal got off his ship. He had ordered his men to land it next to Kivar's ship. He wanted to block off any possible excape route they may have. The thing of it was he felt very foolish right now. It was he who had not antispated an attack on Antar. Infact, other than the royal gaurds there were none to save King Zan if there should be any trouble.

While he was comdemning himself for not thinking of an attack on Antar itself, his feet had moved to the ship. He was ready to check it out fully. It was likely that he had left some one to pretect it so he could make an easy exit after whatever he had planned. It was also likely Kivar was going to use Serena as a bargaining chip to gain what he wanted. Either way Micheal was sure that something was extremely wrong and whatever it was was his fault.

He opened the door and the most beautiful women he had ever seen stud there. She wore the tipical dress of Kivar's people. That was very little. He couldn't believe he had finally come face to face with her and she was here back on Antar. He knew she proably had no idea who he was until she spoke.

"May Xander bless you, Lord Rath of Antar, my brother."

Chapter 13

Micheal couldn't believe the story that Serena had told him. She had helped Kivar but not for her own reasons but for the fate of two planets. This wasn't what was inconsivable. It was the fact that Kivar wanted to save his planet and had some plan to do it with too. Serena didn't know the whole plan but she knew it involved a union of the two royal families. Either between Max and Kivar's sister or Kivar and Isabelle. Either way this sound more suspicious than anything.

"Explain to me why you helped Kivar again."

"I've already told you. Kivar has a plan to bring peace to both nations. I believe in him."

"We will see, little sister, we will see." With that all was silent again. Serena wished to continue talking but she understood Micheal needed time. He had just found her, only to learn that she had helped Kivar with his plans. In all fairness, if she was Micheal she would be quit pissed now too. The thing was he didn't seem pissed but worried. Worried about something she didn't comprehend. He had yet to tell her Kivar can't be trusted or that she should have struggled more. For some reason he seemed to feel he had no right to do that.

Lost in her thoughts, nothing regested when they stopped suddenly. Nothing until she had heard Micheal's gruff voice mumble."Shit!" It was than he took off like a bat out of hell. It was only when she looked up towards where he was running to did she see what was happening. Kivar held his hand up towards Max. Either something had gone seriously wronge in the negotations or Kivar had tricked her. Either way she didn't give herself time to think on it. She ran to catch up with Micheal and maybe surt this whole mess out!

Kivar stud there with his hand raised. He was hoping to prompt Max into acting. It was Kivar's plan to a dual with Max of some calabor. If Kivar was to just give up his kingdom. Well, he knew better than that. It seemed to take the young king forever to act but as soon as the thought crossed his mind he was tackled to the ground. It was than he saw Max's second in command, standing over him.

"Oh, you're good. I see I didn't give you enough credit Zan. But no matter I will recieve what I want either way."

With that Kivar dusted himself off and stud up. It was then he say Rath's sister come racing up. He smiled at the girl. Her destiny was here as well. It was with that young man that he had freed up for her. He knew it and that made him even more determined to do what he had to do. He noticed Serena taking everything in. It was then he sighed. She was going to start soon.

"What on earth do you think you were doing?" Right on time, Kivar thought to Serena's yelling. "What you don't know? Well let me tell you what you were doing! You were trying to kill the King of Antar. You are spose to be making a deal with him. Did you lie to me about your intentions?"

"Calm down, little one. I didn't lie to you and I was making him a deal and an offer he couldn't refuse."

"He's not evil?" Micheal questioned. It was clear to Kivar that Serena had told him her part in all of this.

"Shut up!" Serena rebounded.

"Assure you, Lord Rath. I am not evil just mentally insane. At least that is what I tell myself." Serena looked at him shocked. His behavior wasn't normal for what she was use to but it would fit his plan nicely. "Close you're mouth, girl," He said hoping to make them believe even more that he was truely crazy. "You're letting tongue in." With that she began to fume.

"What had gotten in to you?"

"Is Lord Rath like that?" He asked Kyle who was still just standing there.

"Only about every day that he's pmsing."

"He pmss? That explains a lot. I always thought King Zan hired unusually people but having his commander be a girl. Well that takes the cake." He paused for a moment. "It also makes me wonder what Lord Rath had to do to get the job." It was then that, Kyle began to crack up. Sure Kivar was insane, but that was just it. No one would say such a thing about Micheal, in front of Micheal. "Well, let's get on with it." He paused for a second. "Come on, kill me."

Alex had taken Isabelle out of there when he had heard Kivar's intent. The safest place right now was the castle and that is where he intended to go. Some how Isabelle had talked him out of it. He wasn't delusion thinking he changed his mind or wondering how she did it. She could talk him out of anything but now in the gaurd tower he was scared. Isabelle insisted she had to watch to see what happened. That she was needed. He didn't want to tell her they were already to far away to help Max if he needed it.

"Oh my God, Alex." Isabelle was close to histeria about something. Alex looked out the window to see Kivar with his hand raised against Max but he also saw Micheal running up with a girl besides him.

"Look Izzy. It all might turn out alright." They watched as Micheal tackeled Kivar to the ground and the girl caught up to him. Izzy let out a gasp.

"It's Serena!" Alex looked to who she was talking about.

"So it is."

"That means Liz isn't."

"I'm afraid so."

"Max is going to be crushed."

"He's a big boy, Is, and I think he already knows."

"I forgot about the grandolith." Alex smiled this was the best way to destract her from the scene playing out in front of them.

"Do you have any clue what that white light ment?" Alex was curious as hell. That had never happened before to his knowledge.

"No, I've never seen that happen before." Isabelle sighed. "Some how, I wish everything will be okay."

"It will be okay, Izzy, it will." She turned to Alex than. Tears were running down her cheeks.

"If that is the case than what I am about to ask will not happen, but if things go wrong I want you to marry me." She looked onto his stunned face. "I want us to sneak in and use the grandolith to unite us."

"I will never let Kivar take you."

"I know this but I want to die knowing that I at one point and time got to be your wife."

"You know I can not deny you." With that he leaned his lips up to hers and they kissed. Kissed sealing their vowel with love.

Chapter 14

"Why should I kill you?" Max asked. He knew Kivar was either a mad man or trying to get Max to draw fire so he can attack and say he was attacked first. "Do you not like our company?"

"No, I can't say I do."

"Then why not leave? Why ask for my sister's hand than death?"

"That is none of your concern."

"I think it is."

"Very well than." Kivar raised his hand again and released a fireball straight at Max. Micheal tackeled Max in an effort to save his life. The smoke cleared and Kivar was lieing on the ground bleeding. Max crawled over to him. Even with Max's healing abilities there was no way for him to save Kivar. Max looked back at Liz. She still held the gun to wear she had aimed it. Looking as if there was a war raging inside her. One that she had started and she had to finish.

"He's going to die." Max stated to Liz's unasked question.

"Come here, sis." Kivar gasped out. Liz walked forward. She had killed him. She had killed her only brother because she loved the leader of another planet. She had traded one life for another. "Shh. Stop thinking that. I gave you no choice and you know it." She looked into her brother's eyes.

"I didn't think, I just."

"I know. It was planned for him to kill me but at least this way you won't hold my death against him." Liz was crying for the brother she had forgotten she knew, for the life she had prematurally taken, and what she had lost. "You have to understand it was the only way." He began to cough. Max was trying desperately to save his life. Kivar was not only the enemy but the woman he love's brother. For Liz's sake he couldn't let him die.

"Why is this the only way?" Liz asked inbetween sobs.

"You know. You will always know." He came into a coughing fit again. "Don't morn me to much, little one, I have lived the life I was ment to live and we will meet again." He turned to Max. "Stop wasting your energy on me. You will make a great king to both our peoples." He looked up at Serena. It was the last thing he needed to do. "Serena, remember all I have told you and aid me into the beyond." She nodded. It was considered an honor in Kivar's culture to be asked to aid a dieing person's end.

"Goodbye, my Lord." She placed the poisen she always carried with her over top the wound. It would work quick with little pain.

"Goodbye, little one. Help Elizabeth." Serena nodded. "Then it is done. I will now join the bitch of a dog at the gates of whatever lies next." With that he surrendered his soul to whatever lied next.

Liz didn't even think she just started to run. She ran until she couldn't take it anymore.There she noticed she was quite lost, unable to see anything she knew she fell to the ground sobbing. It was then her logic started to go over and over inside her head. She remembered every little sentence that Kivar had given in warning about today.

It all started with the bed time story he had told her as a little girl. When she started to recite the story aloud, she didn't know but some how it helped her to come to terms with everything.

'In the darkest time in our history two houses bore two children. Each house had a boy and a girl. Now these two houses were at war with each other. The one set of children knew nothing of there destiny. They were blissfully unaware but in the other house the eldest knew what he would do. It came in a prophecy that the two houses shall unit through mariage but he knew that the only way to make the peace everlasting would be for only one king over the two worlds. He loved his sister very much but he knew to save her life what he had to do for no one with in these walls would be safe when the war escalated under his command so he sold her into slavery with strict orders for the man incharge to make sure she was sold into the property of the king of the second house. When all that had come to pass, the king began to attack ruthlessly making him seem insane and souless and he was souless because he had lost all that ment something to him. Soon it was time for him to lose his army so he left to where his sister was. He just wanted to see her once before he died. There he saw her and gave his life up to the cause. He knew that no matter what his sister would be safe she was with her soul mate. It was then he gave up his life for the salvation of his house. He knew the king of Antar would be forever bound to it.'

"That was pretty but why didn't he kill the other guy and marry his sister?" A voice of a person she never seen before broke into her story.

"Because she wouldn't love him and his sister loved the other guy."

"Well, I guess all is fair in love and war."

Isabelle heard two shots. She didn't even look who it was she just started to run. Alex was yelling to her in the distance but she didn't stop. She couldn't. If Kivar had killed Max it would be all her fault. She should have just given herself to him. Approaching the battlefield she saw Max leaning over Kivar's body.

"Max!" She ran up to him and pulled him tight into a hug.

"Izzy." He held on to her for dear life. They had made it through with both women he loved in one piece. He turned towards Liz only to find that she was gone. In all the excitement he had forgot that she still was a slave and might take the opprotunity to run away. He didn't find this logical of Liz but it was possible."Where is she?"

"Who?" Micheal, the ever quick one, asked.

"Liz!"

"You mean that slip of girl that was Kivar's sister?"

"YES!"

"She ran." Micheal shrugged his shoulders like it was nothing.

"You will find her." Max ordered.

"Max, are you on alien weed? She's Kivar's sister for goodness sake!"

"I don't care. Find her. That is an order." With that he turned towards Alex who had now joined the group. "I thought you were going to take Izzy to the castle?"

"I was. She prosuaded me that we would go at the first sign of danger. Then she ran towards the battle at the first sign of danger." That earned them a chuckle from Max.

"That is Izzy. Always running to our aid." To Izzy he added, "I guess not even our mighty advisor can control that urge of yours."

"Dear brother, why are you so intent on finding you're little whore."

"She is not a whore, Izzy." Max sighed. "A whore has a choice in what she does, when, how, and who. A slave doesn't have those options."

"So you forced yourself on this girl?"

"No, she knew what her place was and did so willingly without a choice."

"Then let her go live out her life in piece. She has been turned into a whore, for lack of a better word, and lost her brother."

"I can't Izzy."

"Why not, Maxwell?"

"I love her."

"You would if you truely loved her."

"She is also carring the heir to Antar. She just doesn't know it yet."

"You mean?"

"Yes, she's pregnant."

Chapter 15

(2 months later)

"We have searched every where, Max. Twice to be exact. She is no where to be found." Micheal still couldn't believe this whole situation. In reality, he blamed Max for all of this. Max could have stopped her or not slept with her and got her pregnant. Micheal did realize that he had told him to sleep with her but he still couldn't rationalise these thoughts or believe Max would do what he said.

"She has got to be here some where! What about the collar? Some one would realize she belong to some one with that collar!"

"Max, we're grasping at straws. Some of your people hate slavery more than you do."

"I want her back here, Micheal. She needs to sit here in her rightful seat."

"Max, I know she is the one carring your heir and all but she can't sit in the seat of the queen. She is not..."

"She is Micheal and that's the end of it!"

"She is queen or you married her?"

"Not that it's any of your business but both."

"You what? Maxwell, You should know better than this."

"Micheal, shut up. Can't you see he is misrebel?" Isabelle stated as she walked into the room. It wasn't the first time she had stud up for him. Infact a couple of times she had stud up for Liz. Max thought that deep down she understood what it felt like to be in his position and that she was trying hard not to think about what it would be like in Liz's.

"Look it doesn't matter. Just find Liz now before word gets out. Then we might be too late." With that he left the hall. He couldn't stand to be there any more. It was his cold, empty bed, that called to him now. He entered his room and laid down upon it and cried himself to sleep.

Isabelle sighed at her brother's haste retreat. It was becoming common these days. Micheal didn't understand. Not that she was better in the beginning. She was accostume to having her brother's all to herself. When Micheal walked in with Maria and Max became obsessed with finding Liz she went mental. She felt like she had not only lost one but both of her brothers. That was before her heart to heart with Maria and seeing how miserable her brother was with out his Liz. Now, she was her biggest supporter.

Micheal still was without a clue to what was going on but that was alright. When it came to Micheal, emotions didn't come into play. He didn't know what they were. The only one to get through his walls of stone was Maria and she had enough emotions for the both of them.

"Micheal, you have to find her!"

"Why should I, Izzy? She is Kivar's sister."

"Was. Kivar is dead by her hand. She saved Maxwell's life. For that alone you must."

"I owe no gratitude to her. I would have killed Kivar myself."

"At what cost? My brother's life? You wouldn't have been able to save both of you."

"Kivar was insane."

"That he was but he did what he did for Liz and she did what she did for Max. In the end that's all that matters." They were silent. It was than Maria had made her presence known.

"You will find her."

"Maria, I don't think..."

"That's right, you don't. Now do as you're told and find Liz. She has less of a connection to Kivar than you're own sister and you have forgiven her. Now go before I kick you out of bed tonight and every night until she is found." With that Micheal huffed but left the great hall. A third figure entered with Micheal's retreat.

"So, Maria has convinced Micheal to find her?"

"Yes, Alex and it was quite humorous to." Alex swept down and kissed his newly made wife on the lips. Max, after losing the one he loved so soon after finding her, had given them that only weeks after Liz's disappearance. It was now that they had to find her for her brother's well being. "Come, Alex, I have a gift they have not thought to use yet and I believe now is the time." With that they left the hall to go insearch of Liz's dream world.

Liz had some how fallen asleep. Two months had past since she had seen his face; two very long months. Her gifts that had been repressed by the lose of her memory were returning. She gave all the credit to the woman who had found her. Diane was wonderful. The woman had plenty to spare. She and her husband lived alone in a small house in the woods. The old man, as he called himself, said she was still getting use to the idea of not having her children to busy herself with. He had retired living his business to his son and his daughter had just married gotten married. They had left for the marriage but had returned late that night. She enjoyed staying with Diane and Philip because there was something about them. Something that reminded her of Max.

Leaving all those safe thoughts of home she fell into a deep sleep. There she dreamed of Max riding to the house on a white horse. He was coming to take her back so she would become his queen. Lost in the naughty thoughts that happened after he had found and told her how he possed her soul, she was blissfully unaware of another prescence in here dreams. She sleep on with out a notice.

"I found her." Isabell stated as she awoke from her dream walk.

"Where is she, Izzy?"

"You'll never believe it. Max will never believe it."

"Isabell?"

"She is with mom and dad. I should have known. We should have known."

"I think we better tell Max."

"Yeah. Thank you, Alex."

"For what?"

"Keeping me grounded."

"Well that is purely selfish reasons, I can assure you." With that they kissed and got up off the bed. It was time for them to go find Max. It was time for him to be Liz's King in shining armor.

Max rode to his parents cabin in the woods. It was truely not a cabin but he had no idea what else to call it. It was more like a lodge. He was almost there and his thoughts were flowing back to where they belong. A young girl with long brown senual hair. She was his queen and it was time he returned with her and his heir. There were only seven months left before she would give birth and he wanted to be by her side as much as possible for the next seven.

The only thing that bothered him about this whole arrangement was that Isabell had insisted his white horse. He couldn't imagine why but that didn't matter. Liz would be back in his arms soon and that was all that mattered.

It was then he spotted her outside working in his mother's garden. She looked up at him as if she sensed he was there. Her eyes went wide with fear and then delight. He slid down from the horse.

"Did you think you could run from me that easily? I would never let you go. You are my queen and I will not take no for an answer."

"Than don't." There lips meet and the were joint together with all the passion they could endure. It was a match made in heaven. In that second they knew. They both knew.

Epilogue

It had been a year since that day where they had descovered they were each other's soul mate. In that time period the had a beautiful baby boy. He was healthy and they named him Ryan Kivar. Kivar after Liz's late brother and Ryan because Liz had always liked the name or so she had claimed.

Serena and Kyle also had surprising news when right after the birth of little Ryan. They were getting married. They couldn't be happier for the pair of them. Maria and Micheal also married but that was after Maria had announced she was pregnant and Micheal descided to have a real relationship instead of an on again off again one. That left Izzy and Alex with there happy news of having twins which were born two months after Ryan. There names were Justin and April.

With in this time all of Liz's gifts that she had repressed with the abstence of her meomory had came back. It was exactly a year, to the day, of their true wedding aniversary and her brother's death that they found out how true it was.

Liz woke up in a sweat. Her sudden movement had awaken Max from his dream world. A look of pure terror resided on her face. When Max looked into her empty eyes he knew that something was wrong. Far to wrong.

"Liz, what's wrong?"

"It was a dream. Thank Xander it was all a dream."

"Do you want to talk about it?" She nodded her head. Max relized that she needed a drink before she began so he poured her a glass of water and she sipped it.

"Thank you."

"Take you're time, Liz. We have a life time."

"You don't know how true that is." She took a breath. "In the dream I didn't stop Kivar. I didn't kill him so he killed you. Micheal shot at him in revenge and Kivar shot in retailation but he missed and shot me. He was inraged and killed Micheal and Kyle. After seeing this Izzy ran to the battle field with Alex behind her. He killed them too. As he left he blew up the ship with Maria in it. We all died. You're mother looked for a way to bring us all back. She found it for Izzy, Micheal, Tess, and you. She didn't know how evil Tess was. They only had the materials to make the four of you. After that they experimented until they found a way to put us into host bodies until we could be born a normal, humane way. Max you found me in that life two but in this life Kivar blamed you for my death. He wouldn't let go with out vengence."

"Shh! It's okay. It was just a dream."

"No it wasn't, Max. It was true. It was what was to happen if I would have hesated. He would have killed us all and a whole other planet."

"But it didn't turn out that way."

"I guess you're right."

"I am because I am the King and I can promise you anything."

"How about a happily ever after."

"You may have it." And that is processily what they had.

The end