Author's Note: The whole Tess being evil thing doesn't go over well with me. So here's an attempt to give a little back story behind it. This story follows an original character named Connor. Connor is an alien. He grew up with Tess (who he refers to as Ava throughout the story). Nasedo was one of his instructors. Read the story and maybe you'll pick up on what I'm trying to do.
Format: Hmm, I could give you the month and year for every piece Connor writes but I'm not going to. Connor writes important events that happen to him. Entries are days, weeks, and months apart.
Disclaimer: Ava, Zan, Antar, and Roswell in general is not owned by me. But I do own Connor since he's an original character.
Ava left today. Immediately it was like suddenly the sun didn't shine as bright and Colorado landscape we've come to know as 'home' lost its appeal. I used to love this place at night. The cool air fills your lungs and the stars dance in the sky. Now the stars stare back at me mockingly. I know she's gonna be gone for a long time. I knew she would have to eventually go away. It's her mission in life. A very important one that will decide the fate of our people. I just can't believe the finality of it all. Nasedo wouldn't even let her keep the necklace I made for her.
* * *
She has been gone for a week. It has been the longest week of my life. Shall I recap? On Monday I zoned out of weapons training and the instructor gave me mess hall duties for a whole month. Tuesday was the first time I had to watch 'Buffy' by myself in 2 years. I miss Ava. Thursday I misplaced my Physics Theory project. Friday I left my lunch at home and was not permitted to go get it. I miss Ava. I'm having such bad luck. Maybe its because my mind is elsewhere. Oh, did I mention I miss Ava?
I wonder what she's doing...
* * *
Nasedo was killed yesterday. Time is running out. I know Ava is scared and it's taking every ounce of self-restraint I have not to go to Roswell and get her out of there. Nicholas and his army of Skins do not respect the deal we have made. They don't trust Ava because she's part of the royal four and in turn don't trust us. By killing Nasedo they have sent a clear message to us-they have upped the ante, as some say. There is talk the elders are considering a new plan to speed things along. The royals are thickheaded and have yet to trust one of their own. My mind starts to wonder if maybe we have underestimated them...
* * *
"The mission," as one of our instructors, Niya, would say, "must come first. If we let our individual wants and needs cloud our judgment, nothing will be accomplished." So I'm leaving the situation in Roswell to fate. Fate is joining the Special Tasks force. I might go to Roswell with the surveillance unit.
* * *
I'm leaving for Roswell today. The surveillance unit will observe the royals and those close to the royals and gather information. We will send that information back to the base. We won't make contact with any of them, even Ava, until further notice. I'm excited because I'll get to see Ava. I haven't seen her in eight months.
* * *
I saw the other three royals today. It sickens me to think Ava could have ended up like one of them. They're so obsessed with being 'normal' that it blinds them. Their powers are limited and they are oblivious to the danger all around them. Just walking down the main street I spotted 4 skins. I know there are more planted in this town.
I have yet to see Ava. I fear she has been under the influence of the other 3 for too long. I hope she can hold on a little bit longer. We're coming for her soon. I don't know how she can stand this place. The depictions of aliens here border on comical and offensive.
* * *
Today part of our strategy was revealed to me. A friend of the royals who they believe is in Sweden is being used in our decoding plan. I don't know all of the details but what I do know is that the book is being decoded. Alex Whitman, the human, will cover our tracks.
Ava is unaware of our plans but we will inform her of our presence in Roswell soon.
* * *
My greatest fear has been realized. Ava has been under the influence of the royals for too long. When we told her of our plan she said she wanted nothing to do with it. She doesn't want to betray them. She doesn't want to betray him.
I don't understand. I thought everything she had with Zan was in the past. She knows how he really is and the things he has done.
She has been in this place for far too long. I won't allow the others to bring her down with them. She knows not what she says. We argued. I didn't see when Talor pulled something out of his pocket. It was a ventor intiflulator. It will help Ava complete her mission until we leave this wretched place.
* * *
The plan is working. I just learned Ava is carrying the heir. I find this news bittersweet of course. I know this was part of the mission and is what will assure an alliance with the Federation but I can't stand the thought of Ava with that cretin. Part of me wants to rip his head off while the other part of me wants to be there for his public execution on Antar. Talor, Brue, and the others keep sending me looks of pity. I just can't wait until this is all over.
* * *
Ava is on her way to Antar. The other royals aren't. I hope we will still gain an alliance with the Federation. Ava has proven loyalty to the Federation. The others won't be delivered as we hoped but we also have sent the granolith, which was unexpected. I think the granolith will seal the deal. Without their fourth, the royals are greatly weakened. Without the granolith they are powerless.
My orders are to stay in Roswell for the next few weeks until things settle down.
* * *
Mission completed! The Glamaris have been accepted into the Federation. Our people will be safe. We don't know what our orders will be so we won't be going home right this minute. Ava has met with Kavar and he wants to name her the representative for the Glamaris in the Federation. This is very good indeed. I have no qualms that our people will simultaneously approve. She is a hero. She has saved us all.
For the first time in over a year I think I'm truly happy. Everything has worked out fine.
* * *
I talked to Ava today. It was wonderful to hear her voice. Her son is due any day now. I wish I could be there. I wanted to tell her in person but I couldn't wait. I suggested that she name her son Tav. In our language Tav means 'one who holds the fate of many'. She loved it.
I got some bad news today. I'll be stuck at the base for at least another three months. I don't know when I'll see Ava. However, it rests my mind to know she is save and well.
* * *
It has been a long summer. I relish in the fact that this will probably be my last summer here on Earth. And, more importantly, Ava will be visiting tomorrow. I haven't seen her in nearly four months. She hasn't seen me in over one antarian year. There is a time difference because of the way distance portals relate Earth time to time on Antar. Unfortunately she won't be able to bring Tav. It's too dangerous. Rogue Skins are definitely a threat to security. The royals are a lesser threat but still a concern. The boy-king hasn't adjusted to Ava's departure well.
In any event, I'll be able to go to Antar by the end of this month.
If you want me to continue I will, depending on the response I get.