((OOC: Since this happens before Alia's day 29 thread, I hereby retcon it out of existence. It never happened.))
Isabel stumbled away from the looming trees in the darkness, making her way further and further... away. Away. Escape. Hide.
The echoes of the dreams she'd touched still haunted her.
Another clearing showed her the stars again. She paused, finding comfort in their presence. Unreachable, but calm and safe. Part of her came from them.
As she had done so many times, she scanned the sky, looking for the star which was hers, the world where she'd been Vilandra, the world Kevar still ruled.
She blinked. Kevar? How did she...
The rest of her memories came back in that moment, a rush which overwhelmed her. When awareness returned from the detailed reliving of two entire lives, she found herself sprawled on the ground, her body aching from the impact with it. She got to her feet unsteadily, tested everything. It all seemed to work. Absently she smoothed her hair and clothes, purging the dirt until she was immaculately presented again.
She remembered arriving on the island, remembered Roswell, remembered Max and Michael, remembered Tess, Liz, Maria, Alex - a stab of pain as his face swam through her mind. Jesse, her husband, had been on the boat in the storm. Did he still live? The pain of not knowing was back like it had never been.
Was it just her? She looked around. Time to get back to the bunker.
But there were more memories she hadn't had before. She remembered being Vilandra, remembered having mastery of her powers, swimming in the gloopy ocean, and the final decision which had led her to betray her brother and her people and give the planet over to Kevar and ultimately led her to be reborn here in human form.
It still hurt, but she now knew she had made the right decision then. She'd saved a lot of lives. Kevar had betrayed her, of course, but she'd saved lives.
And with Vilandra's memories came all her powers, the potential Nasedo had talked about but never properly taught them, even Tess. Something they had to discover for themselves, perhaps. Even as she understood some of the processes which had generated her - an advanced human more than an alien hybrid - she realised more of her potential.
Without further hesitation, she opened her mind and quickly located the minds of the people in the bunker. Too far to tell if they were asleep or awake, but they were there, and she set out toward it as surely as if it had been a pillar of flame across open desert.
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Date: 2007-05-22 09:44 pm (UTC)Isabel stumbled away from the looming trees in the darkness, making her way further and further... away. Away. Escape. Hide.
The echoes of the dreams she'd touched still haunted her.
Another clearing showed her the stars again. She paused, finding comfort in their presence. Unreachable, but calm and safe. Part of her came from them.
As she had done so many times, she scanned the sky, looking for the star which was hers, the world where she'd been Vilandra, the world Kevar still ruled.
She blinked. Kevar? How did she...
The rest of her memories came back in that moment, a rush which overwhelmed her. When awareness returned from the detailed reliving of two entire lives, she found herself sprawled on the ground, her body aching from the impact with it. She got to her feet unsteadily, tested everything. It all seemed to work. Absently she smoothed her hair and clothes, purging the dirt until she was immaculately presented again.
She remembered arriving on the island, remembered Roswell, remembered Max and Michael, remembered Tess, Liz, Maria, Alex - a stab of pain as his face swam through her mind. Jesse, her husband, had been on the boat in the storm. Did he still live? The pain of not knowing was back like it had never been.
Was it just her? She looked around. Time to get back to the bunker.
But there were more memories she hadn't had before. She remembered being Vilandra, remembered having mastery of her powers, swimming in the gloopy ocean, and the final decision which had led her to betray her brother and her people and give the planet over to Kevar and ultimately led her to be reborn here in human form.
It still hurt, but she now knew she had made the right decision then. She'd saved a lot of lives. Kevar had betrayed her, of course, but she'd saved lives.
And with Vilandra's memories came all her powers, the potential Nasedo had talked about but never properly taught them, even Tess. Something they had to discover for themselves, perhaps. Even as she understood some of the processes which had generated her - an advanced human more than an alien hybrid - she realised more of her potential.
Without further hesitation, she opened her mind and quickly located the minds of the people in the bunker. Too far to tell if they were asleep or awake, but they were there, and she set out toward it as surely as if it had been a pillar of flame across open desert.