You\'ve Got Mail... (Part 7)

Who: Chris Zodar and the Zodar (The 6 aliens)
 
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“This room is more than satisfactory for our needs. Please, Christopher, sit with us, we have much to tell you…”
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Chris walked over and sat opposite the royal alien party.
One alien spoke, “How rude of me, I don’t believe we introduced ourselves to you before. I am Galo, son of Jurend d’Alor, king of the Zodar. To my left are my sisters Driera and Pel, and to my right are my brothers Tyril, Untur and Fred.”
Zodar nodded to each in greeting as they were introduced.
“You must be anxious to know what we have to tell you. In fact, I can sense it quite strongly.”
Zodar froze. He had just been thinking “I wish this guy would get on with what he so desperately wants to tell me.”
“Is there something wrong young Christopher?”
Chris snapped out of his trance.
“Are you telepathic as well as Shapeshifters?” Chris asked immediately
Galo laughed, “Only because the royal family is traditionally trained to feel other’s thoughts with our mind. We are not telepathic as such, we are just.. more aware.. than others.”
“Oh, ok.” Chris relaxed noticeably.
“Believe it or not, you are linked to us by your father.” 
“My father?”
“Well, not your father, your step-father.”
Chris thought to himself, “Oh, right, that git.”
Galo chuckled, “No, we did not like him much either. He was our brother. A member of the Zodar royal family.”
“But how can that be? My father was human.”
“Did you not see our demonstration when we first arrived? We Zodar are Shapeshifters. Your step-father was merely blending in with his surroundings.”
“Blending in? How did he arrive on Earth then?”
Tyril spoke up, “The normal, regular, boring way you arrive on a planet. Crash.”
“Oh, ok.”
“From what we know, Geokul – your step-father – crashed on your planet and adopted a normal human life taking on the name Geoff Zodar, using the name of our race as his last name because he had no last name to begin with. When your mother remarried after your biological father died, your family name was changed to Zodar, and you were unknowingly caught up in a lie that has been around for at least 12 years.” Said Untur
Pel reached across the table and held Chris’ hand to comfort him. She spoke in soft tones, like a mother would to her child.  “Now, because your mother married Geokul, you were granted, even if the circumstances were a bit shady, a royal title.”
Chris’ jaw dropped. A look of shock spread across his face.
“So what am I?” he asked, still in shock
“You are officially declared, by the royal family of Zodar, ‘Prince Christopher John Zodar’.”
Zodar’s heart stopped for a second…
Pel held Chris’ hand tighter, “We are here for you if you want to talk to us. Any one of us will surely answer any questions you may have.”
“Where is my step-father now?” Chris asked, still recovering.
“Last we heard he was committed to a psychiatric ward on a space station.”
“He was what?”
“Committed for being mentally unwell. Apparently he pulled a few strings on Earth and used an old academy identification card of yours to board a ship headed for the Jupiter space station and he had tried to confront you there, but you had left before he could reach you. The things he muttered about you… All bad. But we now know he was just desperate because of his situation.” Said Untur
“Do you know why Geokul pressured you into training at the academy? Why he pushed you through without breaks or holidays? He needed a way off the planet. The human culture is so confusing and so different to our own that it must have driven him insane. This is also why we cannot stay here for very long.” Said Driera.
“You’re leaving?” asked Chris
“Yes. But not right this very moment. We can stay a little while longer if you wish.” Said Galo.
“A couple of days?” Chris pleaded
“As you wish. We will help you and your crew in the time we spend here.”””Thankyou.” Chris said, smiling.
 
“Is there anything to eat around here? I’m starved like a Goolong in the first quarter…” Asked Fred
“A what?” asked Chris to Pel.
“Never mind.” Replied Pel.
 
OOC: YAY! After 7 parts, it’s finally finished! It’s still pretty complicated, so if anyone doesn’t quite get it, just message me OOC in Parrott’s Bar. This plot will still continue, but a little more freely with more interaction with other characters and under a different name. 
 - Chris/Zodar