Part 6

Her eyes flooded with the color of her blood, red of all red, and she could feel the anger radiating from her body like heat. Her ears became aware of a buzzing sound, similar to a bee. Liz tried to shake it off and take back the anger in but it wouldn’t have it. The anger was alive itself, unmoving, unwilling to succumb to Liz until it did what it want to do. A current of crystal blue washed over her like a tidal wave, suffocating her to an extent. Her stomach rumbled and dropped. Dizziness plagued her mind, coming at her like a shark on frenzy.

Everything intensified in the next two seconds. Her skin itched, electrified, tingled. Her eyes were full and became blurry. Her brown silky hair felt electrocuted, standing up on the tips of their ends. Her breaths came in short gasps. Her hands were curled into two tight fists, each coated with the same redness that had drowned her in the tub.

Faintly, on the other end, she could hear her friends arguing. Maria was killing Michael, Isabel trying to rescue them both from death, and lastly, Alex telling Max to go to her now.

Her thoughts swerved to Max, the once love of her life. Thoughts of him and his brown soulful eyes, his soft light hair that constantly covered his forehead and made her want to brush it away. Then the thought of him interrupting her only chance of last happiness slashed through. All she has worked for, gone. All she believed in would be gone. Future Max’s visit would be a waste. All her love ones will be gone. It would be the end of the world.

*NO! I WON’T LET IT HAPPEN!*

With a strangled choke, she let it out, lashing out with everything she got. The blurriness from her eyes disappeared, as did the dizziness. Her skin still felt tingly and a bit itchy. Through the red haze she could see the mirror that was hanging a few feet away shattered into million of tiny pieces.

Back at Michael’s Apartment…

Maria had repeatedly smacked Michael on the head while Max was trying to get her off of him. He didn’t want her to cause his best friend brain damage and also he was afraid she might kill him. With him gone, they’ll be one less an alien. That’s not good.

“Come on Maria, let go!” Isabel yanked Maria’s hands out of Michael’s hair.

“Max,” Alex turned to the leader, “go to Liz, now.” He emphasized on the word “now.”

He rushed over to the door. Grasping the cold doorknob in his warm hand, he turned pulled it. Suddenly, the knob in his hand grew hot and he let go of it with a yelp of half pain and half surprise. He inspected his hands for any burns. Finding none, he tentatively tried to open the door again. The door yield to Max; it opened an inch or two. But as Max tried to open it more, the door held its ground.

Michael and Maria stopped pulling out each other’s hair and were now watching Max in amusement as he battled with Michael’s wood made door. Alex and Isabel slowly let go of Michael and Maria once they were sure that the danger was over and that they themselves wouldn’t get hurt. Kyle and Tess’ attention was drawn to the television but it quickly averted to Max fight with the door.

Max was tugging and yanking the door. Michael snickered, as did everyone else. But they didn’t snicker anymore after they realized that the door began to glow a bright red. They looked alarm and wondered what was going on.

Max’s actions froze as he feels the door heating up, again. He groaned mentally. *Not again!*

All of a sudden, the door gave way and since Max was already pulling it, it flung open, sending Max to the floor because of the jerk it gave off. The door then proceeded to shake and tremble. Michael thought that it was going to explode, but it did anything but explode.

The red glow surrounding it grew and shone brightly against the walls and dim lighting. Max jumped off the floor and walked to it again. He had only came close to 5 inches of the door when it suddenly slammed shut with an enormous force.

Max didn’t give up though. He continued on with a determined face.

Michael clambered to his feet and rushed over to Max. Making sure he was all right, he helped Max over to the couch. Max batted Michael and Isabel’s worried hands away in annoyance.

*This is not a good day.* He thought to himself.

Massaging his arms and legs; he made sure they were still in working order. He tried to go for the door again but Alex and Kyle blocked his way like two tough bodyguards on a football field.

“Let me go!” Max struggled against the two guys.

He would’ve break through them with his strong muscular arms but the remaining three girls in the room jumped onto him, adding to the weight in which pinned him to the couch where no movement whatsoever was possible.

Michael decided to test the door and figure out what the red glow was all about despite Maria’s hysteria. First he tried to pull it by the knob but when it didn’t budge one bit, he gave up quickly.

Telling everyone to stand back, he held up his palm and let loose a small energy fireball. Max had his palm raised just incase they needed a quick shield to protect themselves when the door splinters into two. Isabel was on hand; ready to fix the door to repair itself as if nothing had happened. And Tess, she was focused and full of energy. The fourth alien could help contain the blast so that only they would hear the explosion and not the neighbors.

The little alien blast did nothing of that sort though. The door absorbed it like a sponge. Michael gave it another try; one blast after another, each time the ball larger, more powerful than the last.

They watched in amazement and horror as it all dissipated on impact. Not even the smallest dent or scratch appeared. The door was left unmarred.

Somewhere else…

“Sir! We found her! We found her!” A man dressed in a clean, sharp, deep blue suit said in a rush, causing his words to slur together and make no sense.

They were in a small room surrounded by high-tech computers. Men dressed similar to him were running around with papers flying behind them.

“Shut your babbling and speak clearly.” Another man said, his authority ringing in his voice. He was clearly the group’s leader.

“There was an energy outburst sir. It’s her! It’s Kalien!”

The leader’s jaw muscle twitched. “Are you positive?”

The man kneeling in front of him swallowed visibility. “Yes sir, my lord. I am certain it is her.”

The leader smiled, showing his pearl whites. “Excellent. Where is she?”

The man snapped his fingers and someone gave him some papers. He read them quickly and told his leader, “We have pinpointed her location. She is in Roswell, New Mexico sir.”

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