izzyalienqueen | Antar - Three weeks after leaving Fandom

The room was full and loud with various commanders all jockeying to get their ideas heard by their newly returned king and his second in command. Isabel had quickly learned to stay to the back, tucked in a corner and quiet, not drawing any attention to herself.

Whatever their mother had intended by creating them as human and sending them to Earth, it meant when they returned to Antar, they were still aliens even among their own people. It was easier for Max and Michael, they had roles to fill, expectations to live up to. But Isabel was trapped. Both by the memory of Vilandra's betrayal and the backwards ideas their people had about the role of women in society.

Michael had been the only one to admit the truth, one night a few days after they arrived. Sitting in Isabel's room, listening as a storm raged outside, he wondered if it had been worth it. The planet was a mess. Years of war with ever destructive weapons were resulting in an increasingly unstable environment, the current storm which had sent the Royalist rebels to ground just one example. Isabel had sighed and shrugged. They were there now and there was no way they'd ever be allowed to leave. Not when what they represented, hope, was so desperately needed.

Isabel looked up as she heard her name mentioned. Max was doing what he promised, putting forth her name as a leader for one of the rebel squads. She listened as the arguments swirled, that she shouldn't be given a chance to betray them again. That a woman didn't belong in any place but in the home or at best a school. But Max stood firm and in the end they agreed. She'd only have a small team, and she'd be heavily monitored but it was a chance to do something. Beyond grateful, Isabel met Max's eyes across the room and nodded. It was a start.

[NFB for distance. No IC interaction possible. OOC comments cuddled and fed Thin Mint ice cream]