Summary: The grass looks greener on the other side..
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and original characters.
Max Evans pressed his hand against the cold, solid rock. He couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Liz's pained face everyday, he questioned why they couldn't be together. He entered the pod chamber and looked around. This is why they couldn't be together. He was an alien. He was king. And he was destined to be with someone else.
Max frowned. He just wished things were simpler. He didn't want all of this.
"I wish I was human," he yelled defeated.
Suddenly the room was filled with an eerie glow. It was coming from the granolith chamber. He wanted to leave but he was drawn to it. He crawled through on of the pods needing to get closer. Slowly he walked towards the granolith.
It had a faint glow. Cautiously he reached out to it. Before he could reach it the glow was gone and the room was still.
Max breathed in relieved and backed out of the room.
Max went to his room quietly. It was late. When he left for the pod chamber it was past 2 am. Max closed his eyes and hoped this time he would actually get some rest. He tried not to think about what had happened earlier.
To be continued..