X-Files: Prepare The Future

by SuccubusKing

One day after the anomolous and unexplained events of the episode "My Struggle II" both agents Mulder and Scully are at odds with an incredibly dangerous force. There is much to learn that lies buried in the ancient desert. Will this series of inexplicable events lead to a climactic confrontration with the hands of time? Only one agent knows for sure.

1. Chapter 1

The X-Files: Prepare The Future

Chapter 1: The Pyramid's Paw

(Fade to present day in downtown Philadelphia.) A cool unsuspecting breeze blew through the city, creating this myopic scene of dust and worn out colors of tangerine tan. It had just rained the night before, with a series of lights purporting to belong to UFO's littering the landscape. It was all the talk of the news for many hours, yet oddly enough had disappeared by morning.

The agent in charge had escaped the ensuing disaster with little difficulty, and his hair was waving widely to and fro as he clenched an object. He had an uncharacteristic grin and stare atop his disheveled face. "He had done it." he mused. "He had snatched the object."

Mulder: "Can this truly be the relic of J'ahonna...Belonging to the ancient Pyramids of Giza, Egypt?"

The agent continued to stare at it with focused intent, leery of allowing other bystanders a peek. He had gone to great strides to preserve the object with perfect attention to detail down to the grooves on the side of its exterior shape. It was a true feat of a find, an actual original piece that had broken off from the supposed tombs of Anon-Nur. Mulder had managed to acquire it during the ensuing spectacle with the Aliens, by ripping it off a top of one of those remote dishes.

Supposedly it was originally attached to the space ship, but Mulder would need to get it back to the lab for analysis. Especially to confirm for sure just what type of object he had in his hands. Upon further reflection, this should be kept as quiet as possible he realized as others approached.

"Agent Fox Mulder, how are you. What is that thing in your hand Agent?"

Mulder couldn't believe his eyes. It was Agent Brad Follmer. He had somehow made his way over here after the events of My Struggle II when he was long presumed to be dead. Why was he so sure of himself and what exactly was he staring at, Mulder continued to silently inquire.

Mulder: "I don't think I should tell you. Hey, how are your friends at the Bureau doing? How's deputy director Kersh? He seemed to have taken it pretty hard on a few of the last assignments."

Follmer: "Well, he's not doing too well. Afraid he came down with a case of the Flu. But he's back working now given the circumstances of the recent plague outbreak. I narrowly escaped myself."

Agent Follmer: "Personally, I was just curious what that object was. I didn't really mean anything by it, you don't have to tell me where you got it. Oh by the way, this is Agent Warren."

The agent pointed towards a young female consort in her early twenties, with auburn blonde hair. She was dressed in formal FBI attire, a skirt and also a demure hat for the evening. Already, she was staring rather curiously over at Agent Mulder trying to read his profile.

Agent Mulder: (Laughs) "Well, the object I hold in my hand may be the key to unraveling this whole thing. It's something or other, that has to do with the ancient Aztecs and what they believed about sky prophecies."

The two agents stared over at Mulder with a preplexed look but started to slowly unveil a grin. Nodding in agreement it was clear they were very invested.

Agent Leslie Warren: "Agent Mulder, it's so great to finally meet you! I've been looking forward to working a case ever since we got moved over from homocides two months ago."

Warren: "My name is Leslie. So ah, Mulder, about that object...Brad said it could be possibly dangerous. Are you saying the thing, that thing you hold in your hand is it biological?"

Mulder: "Why no, of course it's no E.B.E. This isn't a part of some Extraterrestrial Biological Entity or anything. (Churckle) Actually, it appears to be machine in origin. Part of a larger whole."

Follmer: "So, we don't know really a lot about this thing. And you think it's machine? Sounds like all the more reason to keep it under lock and key, if you ask me Mulder."

Follmer: "Where do you figure this thing might originate from? Where's Scully?"

Mulder: "From outside this world." He pauses. "But the important thing is, this machine piece...this device; is my key to unraveling the whole game plan."

Warren: "What do you mean by that?"

Mulder: "Well that, I can't divulge to anyone. But I'm going to see A.D. Skinner about this case. There's something I have particular interest about right now."

Follmer: "Agent Mulder, what's the ID on that object? I'm filling out a report on the Supersoldier project and since I narrowly escaped with my life the first time, I need to make sure its accurate."

Mulder: "The ID is SR-819. That's right Agents, the same SR-819 which was a senate bill introduced to the legislative chamber. It had to do with the WHO, or World Health Organization."

Warren: "Wow, if I remember now SR-819 was the bill designed to implant nano technology on people! Talk about relearning your history, this is what I have studied ever since joining the FBI."

Mulder: (Laughs) "It's not that simple. SR 819 wasn't just designed for nano technology.

It had major multinational implications to companies, ones protected by a higher hierarchy of people with the darkest intentions. A group known as the Consortium. And part of it was all about the introduction of actual air-born contaminants, that is viruses to the general populous."

Warren: "Oh. Sounds very exciting. Agent Mulder, all this time on these new case files has gotten me a bit weary. Do you mind if we meet for dinner tonight, over at China Express to mull this over? Can you meet me there tonight?"

Mulder: (Laughs) "I sure can. But I won't bring the object. Agent Follmer and myself have to make sure this is locked up tight and guarded under lock and key, it's that vital to the future plans."

Follmer: "Of course. Take all the time you need, I'm just finishing this report here. If you like I'll join you all later at the diner. I have a few more murder case details I need to go over first."

Warren: "Sounds like a great plan. Agent Mulder, I'll see you there! Oh and please get me a case file on the object, something you can talk to me about."

Mulder: "I do always keep my promises. Agent Follmer, tag this specimen blood sample. What has saved your life before has been your desire to support the X-Files, despite your reservations. Please do this for me and Skinner will ensure you are generously promoted."

Follmer: "Very well Mr. Mulder. I'll see what I can do to keep things under wraps."

Fast forward to the archives in downtown Philadelphia. Agents Follmer and Mulder enter the archives with the blood sample as well as the pyramid shaped object. Mulder enters a long corridor to a whole row of very large sealed black vaults. He then waits for Follmer to be looking the other direction, and shoves the Pyramid object inside the vault.

The combination lock to keep it securely under wrap is now SX819. He figures no one aside from maybe Skinner will ever figure out the true combination. Agents Follmer and Mulder study the object from a distance, taking the schematic of it recovered from the sighting crash. As Agent Follmer readies his analysis tool, parts of the object begin to glow luminously. It truly is the key, Mulder ponders.

It shakes and large lasers appear to peel off the outside of the Pyramid object on their screen. Agent Follmer makes a composite image of it, one that shows a rough schematic. It ends up colored in and carefully signatured. Different things in the room begin to rotate due to the fact the object is locked up inside the archive.

Mulder then gets a distinct realization. It is magnetic, somehow. So he takes out a special type of liquid dispersement pathogen and disperses it everywhere in the room. As he does so, the strange events seem to die down until there is silence. The polarity friction which is what makes up the object, begins to vanish. Agent Follmer vows to study this at the lab further and keep everyone else out of the archives for now.

(Fast forward to ten o'clock.) The scene shifts to downtown Philadelphia at night. The time is approximately ten p.m. Mulder has arrived at China Express to meet the lovely Agent Warren. She is dressed in a voluptuous black-blue ornamented dress, nearly see through in its decor. Mulder notices the time and waves to the agent as they are escorted to their tables.

Mulder: "Sorry I'm late. I guess you could say I got carried away with the High Priestliness mystique of it all. You know, Pyramids and ancient rubbings." the agent exclaims as he fights back a laugh.

Warren: (Laugh) "That's perfectly alright. I'm just glad you could make it. So you brought the etching? So have you always been an X-Phile? I mean, how long have you been in the game?"

Mulder: "Well, just for about as long as I recognized something wrong with the world. You know, I had a sister. And she was abducted when I was a kid. So I used to investigate all sorts of crimes, mostly routine thefts and serial murders. Then one day I just decided I've got to know the truth."

Mulder: "And you know what they say about the Truth, right? The Truth is Out There. That's what they say. Well I believe it now, more than ever!"

Warren: (Laughs) "Yeah. There are some days I just think that, pretty much everyone is in on some larger plot at the Bureau. For instance, I caught one of the agents talking about that guy Morris Fletcher. Well he's a real crank, I mean a true floozy."

Warren: "But there was all sorts of details about it that didn't make sense, you know? Didn't set well with me. And I caught Agent Harding at the Bureau deleting all the files about Fletcher."

Warren: "I visited that place. I mean, aside from some of them being some real weirdos. I didn't see any reason for the FBI to stop investigating the Department of Energy. As far as I'm concerned, even if all they are doing is radiating our plants; that is more than enough."

Mulder: "You are right of course. (chuckle) Especially nowadays. You know, chasing aliens! Actually though most of the time I don't chase them...they just seem to pop up in my cases."

Warren: "Exactly. It reminds me of this time over in Alaska. Oh, we had just got finished with our set of champagne for the night. And my girlfriend Susan, she said stop worrying about the radiator. We get this every winter, it's late and I don't think I can have another glass."

Warren: "Anyway, her thesis was all about the actual effects of carbon emissions on cells in the brain. How it could cause brain tumors or maybe even speed up the cycle of plant mutation."

Warren: "Talk about strange right, but as she was investigating this. A tree outside just toppled over right. This being right after we had this big Santa party, jumping around for the hollidays just making genuine fools of ourselves. And the dog, Mitch, well she was barking like mad."

Warren: "And on this night here, well all a sudden came a crash. Susan was terrified. She thought it might be one of her deadbeat former boyfriends. But outside was this real bruiser of a guy, about 6 foot 9 and he had on black sunglasses with a backwards baseball cap."

Mulder: "And let me guess..."

Warren: "Hah well. We couldn't even see his face. She didn't know what to make of it. The guy had found her computer in the garage, and tossed it outside until it broke into about a thousand pieces. This guy dug something out of the ground, the plant she was researching earlier."

Warren: "And he threw it out there, keep in mind place is as white as a candle. Then he lit it on fire with some kind of large gun and started running. Susan ran after him and sent the police."

Warren: "This guy, we had no ID on him and this was before my training at the Bureau. All we found was a dog tag. Nobody ever ID'd this guy. He ends up dead the next day."

Mulder: "Wow, yeah. I guess I can believe it."

Warren: "That's the first time I thought, gee you know what. There's something really out there..."

Mulder: "Yep...The Truth. So how about your little ski-doo uniform anyway?"

Warren: "Oh stop. (Laughs) That's the uniform I always wore to those jaunts. Guys always make jokes it brings out my eyes. Truth is I just love the fabric, that's it. It runs great during those snow related excursions and when I go skiing."

Mulder: "I agree. I just love to tease." he said as he quietly disappeared his plate. "I'll take care of the check." agent Mulder replies as he scribbles something on his pad and turns the tab over.

Warren: "Well it's really late now. Hah. So what's up with that pointy star looking thing?"

Agent Mulder takes care of himself with a napkin and neatly slides a glass of champagne her way. He twitches the side of the cup with is silverware, glaring with an open stare.

Mulder: "Well it's nothing, to be honest. But actually if you must know...It's my key to taking down the biggest problems."

Warren: "Wow. Sounds mysterious. Where did it turn up at exactly?"

Mulder: "Well this thing here, you could say I broke it off the top of a UFO looking craft."

Warren: "Oh my. God, oh wow you are so incredibly experienced! Do you know where it comes from yet?"

Mulder: "Probably some government test facility. That would explain why they had their sudden "landing program" turn on over the skies of Philadelphia."

Mulder: "Leslie I don't know what to tell you here...This thing, it rotates. It causes magnetic polarity induced cipher waves. That means it actually induces magnetic force fields...Like some kind of magic wand! At minimum I want to study everything I can on it."

Warren: "Wow. (laugh) Sounds pretty kinky. No one else knows about it, right..."

Mulder: "Yeah nobody knows, I don't tell anyone. Hell, as you can see by this diagram."

Mulder: "It's possible this object broke off from a larger fleet of these ships..these military designed saucer crafts. And for whatever reason, it can control the carbon and other molecules in the rocks...It is as though this thing is even better than nano technology."

Warren: "Hmmm."

Mulder: "With what I learned about Nano technology, Leslie even what SR-819 put forward doesn't come close. This thing can rearrange the molecular composition of objects, and I think that's exactly why the Air Force wanted to kill absolutely anyone who found out about it."

Mulder: "That may even be the reason the Air Force dropped the investigation. They didn't want any of these findings to become public. To think that there might be something to the stories of magic after all, is something that haunts every government bureaucrat this side of the atlantic."

Warren: "Too amazing. I'm sure it can even tell us the time of day, looking at this."

Mulder: "Yes that's exactly the point!"

Mulder: "You see, that man C.G. Spender is coming back. He's not some viewer of all this, he's an active participant."

Mulder: "And the second everyone discovers C.G. Spender or the Cigarrette Smoking Man is behind all these supposed conspiracies...including even the black ops project to try and cause a false-flag alien invasion...Then this object right here, this alone will sink him."

Warren: "Oh my Mr. Mulder. You are definitely a bonafied X-Phile. You know, we had quite a time working on homocide cases. But they would always leave behind strange clues."

Warren: "These clues have led me to believe there is just a lot of things we can't explain."

Mulder: "Right, like we're not supposed to know the answer. But I already know the answer. The answer is sitting right in front of us no different than your cell phone on the table."

Mulder: "If it has to be done, I will kill that son of a b**ch. Because that will stop all the conspiracies, and this piece of a Pyramid in my opinion holds the key."

Warren: "Who are you meaning?"

Mulder: "Forget it, you're much better off not knowing. Let me take care of the tab."

Mulder: "By the way, shall we snatch a hotel for the evening? I just realized it's a pretty far drive to get anywhere near home."

Warren: "Absolutely. I'd love to finish my champagne. Thanks for picking up the tab."

As the hand strikes one thirty, agents Mulder and Warren exit the China Express. As he's walking out the door he runs into Agent Brad Follmer. He nods non-chalantly to Follmer and hands him the etching of the object, with all the pieces coming together in a triangle. Follmer rises and waltzes out the door, determined to study the symbols on his own time back at his place.

The rain is streaking across the sky as two am rolls around. Agent Mulder drives himself and Agent Warren to a high-end Hotel near the south end of Philadelphia called Ramone's Inn. The couple both get out of the car and saunter on up the steps to the front end suite. As he enters, the Hotel Clerk greets them at the desk. "Shall I make a reservation for two?" Mulder nods.

Mulder: "That will be two sir, for the higher second floor suite."

As the two of them enter the hotel suite, a large shadow is cast over the eaves of the window sill. You can sense the winds raging against the back-walls, rain pouring down in a huge downpour. Agents Mulder and Warren are tightly sequestered very near the fireplace as they reminisce.

Warren: "And then Mulder, you should have seen the look on his face!"

Mulder: (Laughs) "I bet it wasn't Bruce's first bout with a dog like that before, was it?"

Warren: "No it wasn't. And my friend Shiloh came in just in time, right as that big creature was literally slurping his tongue all over my room-mates face. Oh God, I just can't even picture it."

Mulder: "Hahaha, well you know. They say animals present to us the most awkward occasions."

Warren: "Are you laughing now at me? Hey, I'm not the one who bought the thing. That was all my roommate's idea. He was just about twenty pounds overweight, not the biggest looker."

Warren: "But it always gets to be that way when you're dealing with Petsmart after redecorating your apartment at two in the afternoon...Oh what I wouldn't give for-"

Mulder: "Some more peace and quiet, agent Warren?"

Warren: "Yeah, something like that." the agent grimaces as she finishes her glass of champagne.

Without notice, mulder reaches over carefully and carresses the shoulder as he kisses her. This interrupts agent Warren before she gets another high note off. Pretty soon, both of them have their hands all over each other with Mulder's shirt flying off into the corners. They wrap themselves into a tight embrace as agent Warren's dress falls to the floor. Mulder and Warren quietly wind up on the couch, passionately making out before further retreating straight to the bedroom.

Amid the cackling of the fireplace and the midnight sounds stuttering across the window pane outside, the sounds of the two guests can be heard with acute notice. They passionately go up and down the bed making a clear mark for another raucous night on the town. Warren's lips passionately press against Mulder as the two get lost in the fireworks and the moon disappears. At seven a.m., the hotel clerk makes a call to the room from downstairs.

Hotel Manager: "Agent Mulder, an A.D. Skinner has been attempting to reach you this morning."

"He says it's urgent."

As the day breaks Mulder quietly rubs his eyes and removes his wrapped arms from the torso of the sound asleep agent Warren. He begins to get up and finishes his coffee near the front door. There is a large advertisement hanging on the kitchen counter, of some kind of show.

Mulder: "Well well, look at this. Hey maybe we can catch one of these 'three-hour' circus performances later. I wonder what A.D. Skinner wants now..."

Warren: "Hey, what are you doing waking me up? Geez, I was just about to get in another two hours too. What's that guy downstairs want?"

Mulder: "Agent Warren, don't worry about it babes. Skinner does this sort of b*tching all the time when it's about a case. I'll be right back. By the way, don't change the channel yet please..."

Warren: (Laughs) "With respect Mr. Mulder, I'm quite capable of finding my way around. And I am due to report to work exactly thirty minutes ago." the agent states as she gets ready.

Mulder: "Oh sure, well as I said. Don't wait up. This type of thing usually doesn't take long."

As the day breaks over the mid morning air, Mulder strolls over to the front counter. He meets Agent Skinner on the phone and picks it up.

Mulder: "Mulder speaking."

A.D. Skinner: "Agent Mulder. I've been trying to reach you since six a.m. Where in the hell are you and Agent Follmer!?"

A.D. Skinner: "It's about that thing, in the archives. The place is sealed off. There's been a break in and Agent Follmer hasn't been off the phone with the police since six. Now, his whereabouts are traced to being at his house all night. Someone raided the archives...We think breaking in and destroying numerous vaults."

Mulder: "Are you kidding?!"

A.D. Skinner: "But we can't be sure. Something was taken from that vault, Agent Mulder. I have a whole team there right now trying to figure out what the hell that something is."

A.D. Skinner: "I think at this point, we can't trust Kersh. I brought it up to Kersh and he seemed to deflect like he didn't know what I was talking about. I think it's Krycek, Mulder. I think somehow he's involved in all this and he survived."

Mulder: "Damn him! Krycek...I'm going to...I'm going to kill him."

~ Elsewhere in Philadelphia, two hours earlier. The hour is six a.m. Krycek barrels down an abandoned street with the Cigarrette Man C.G. Spender closely in tow. A large explosion is heard at the archives. Kycek races in with a twisted off Kurkushna rifle, adamant to destroy everything. He will leave no trace of this.~

Cancer Man: "Krycek, you fool. Is it not there!? Check everywhere. I want that Pyramid artifact found! Agent Harding says he suspects Mulder tried to hide it from me."

Krycek: "If this thing is as important as you say it is, why are you risking my life to get it?"

Cancer Man: "It doesn't matter. If I have it, I'll be a God. If I don't have it, my goodness then I stand a chance of being defeated. I can't have that. Get me that Pyramid, right now!"

Krycek: "This old artifact, you old son of a b*tch. Wasn't it tied to some Mayan calendar crap. How the hell do you think this thing could be operated by humans, it nearly tore all the flesh off of one of the men. Agent Harding hasn't been a reliable source before."

Cancer Man: "Of course it can't be operated by you, Krycek. Because you are less than scum. You are more lowly than dirt. No, this Artifact is the key to ultimate power...to Eternal Youth."

Krycek: "The fountain of youth? You got to be freaking kidding me."

Krycek blows up machines left and right, laying heavy machine gun fire on everyone. He finds the alien Bounty Hunter and kills it with the super pick. He then loads up the machinery attempting to break open and crack the vault case holding the artifact.

Krycek: "It's no use. Look, here are all the diagrams. Maybe if we bring the whole vault back to the Consortium, they can figure out how to open it there. Just get moving."

Cancer Man: "Don't give me orders! I am your boss, the boss of all of you. Fine, bring the whole vault back to the base. I don't expect a lowly human to understand."

Cancer Man: "But I am far more than that now...As C.G. Spender, I am myself an experiment."

Krycek: "What the hell is it that you're yammering about, old man."

Cancer Man: "Find me Gibson Praise. And then I will tell you, you naive fool."

Krycek and the other man loads the vault into a large black sedan. The tinted windows hide the face of another man. The man's name is Duane Barry, brought back to life by the black-ops projects run under the thumb of the Cancer Man. He is now more interested in finding that piece of the ship than any other technology living or inanimate. As Krycek flees, a napkin is dropped.

Time skips ahead to eight a.m. Mulder and Skinner have driven away from the hotel and wound up at the FBI's archive compound in Philadelphia. None other than the Cancer Man has been here and Mulder can sense it. Agent Warren has slipped away with Agent Follmer and Scully after waiting for three hours in the upper hotel balcony. As each of the agents all enter the archive, one large piece of debris catches the corner of Mulder's eye. It's a square, perfectly folded napkin.

Mulder: "Krycek...Krycek was here. He and that son of a b*tch stole my treasure I retrieved!"

Mulder: "I know where they went...The abandoned warehouse. This napkin matches the exact ones used at that abandoned warehouse near where the bill SR-819 was discussed."

Scully: "Mulder, that warehouse has been closed down. How are you so sure?"

Mulder: "Because Scully it has all the markings! I'm going there now. I have to end this."

Agent Follmer: "Whoa, you're not going anywhere alone. A.D. Skinner wants the napkin analyzed. Meanwhile, myself and Agent Warren will come along to give you back up."

Scully: "Mulder this is crazy. Even if you could get in, it's likely going to be filled with armed guards and military grade automotronics. There is no reason to do this, Mulder. It's a suicide mission."

Warren: "We'll all go. Lets face it, A.D. Skinner knows this could be the key to the whole future of the FBI and the investigation."

Warren: "I think we owe it to them and ourselves."

Follmer: "That's the spirit. Setup the squad cars, I want five unmarked SWAT teams following on our tail at all times. Do I make myself clear captain?"

Officer Doherty: "You got it Follmer, you may want the army involved though if it's a base."

Scully: "Why so eager to help all a sudden Agent Warren? Do you realize how dangerous this is?"

Follmer: "I think we all realize that..."

Warren: "We have to stop them. So if we don't want to wait here to get ambushed I say we get started and move it."

Scully: "Mulder, there's something else. The residue that came off that artifact matches no topographical unit of geography I've ever encountered. It is possible it even may originate from outside our jurisdiction."

Mulder: "Well in this case, that's going to be way outside our jurisdiction Scully. Pull the team together. Lets raid that warehouse."

A large amount of patrol cars along with A.D. Skinner's command car race down the freeway towards the abandoned warehouse. Outside, a large hail of gunfire is heard as black-ops special forces attempt to fight off the FBI. Cancer Man is expecting him to come here.

Krycek: "Damn it hollister, rip the vault doors off. We got little time."

Outside a large hail of gunfire is heard as Mulder gains sight of his target. An armada of guards form at the entrance along with extra-terrestrial vehicles.

Mulder: "It's YOU! Cancer Man, the games end now! Give me the Pyramid."

Cancer Man: "Agent Mulder, you fool. I expected you to come here of course."

"Even though I didn't expect you to be so brash and brutish about it."

Cancer Man: "As you can see, there is no way out. Even if Krycek only succeeds at getting me the schematics for eternal youth, the object will be destroyed. I am a God now. I am above the Gods you ignorant, absolutely despicable human."

Mulder: "What the hell are you talking about you Cigar Smoking son of a b*tch?!"

Cancer Man: "Your mother never mentioned what happened in the project?"

"Why of course, Agent Mulder. Ha ha ha ha. I'm no longer human, my friend."

"In fact I am the perfect example of the Hybrid-Alien eugenics bio-genesis."

"I am an Alien Hybrid, one of the first of the entire experiment."

"I am impervious to your crude instrunments. I can even control many of the

aliens with my mind, which is why I've set the Bounty Hunters against you."

Mulder: "You son of a b*tch. You may think you never die, but you WILL die once the object shows up. What have you done with Duane Barry, with Samantha and the rest."

Gunfire erupts everywhere as the hybrid Alien Bounty Hunters begin firing all their weapons at the FBI and military backup, who comes to quarantine the entire facility and remove all of Cancer Man's goons including Krycek's family. The rest of those holed up in the compound, including the Hybrids themselves begin to all fire their weapons at their opponents.

~Large explosions litter the entire warehouse, as each side blows shrapnel in all directions. Krycek fires at Mulder and Mulder fires back, severely crippling his attack patterns. Half of the Alien Bounty Hunters are instantly wiped out and incinerated, as large fires go off across the whole landscape leading back into the warehouse interior. ~

Scully: "C.G. Spender, you don't need to do this..."

Follmer: "Concentrate all your fire on the ships those Bounty Hunters are driving that have the force fields...I don't care what you write in your reports, just make sure to blow it up. Destroy those things."

Cancer Man: "You're a fool, Scully. And you Mulder, ha ha you are the biggest fool of all...I have no need for that piece of the pyramid if I can control the pyramids themselves."

Mulder finally destroys the vault combination and grabs the Pyramid triangle piece, forming it into a weapon. He combines it with his machine gun to make a projectile. Suddenly a large sphere or energy ball begins to form in the center of the warehouse, almost like a blackhole appearing.

Mulder: "Cancer Man, you are an old washed up traitor to this country. You can't ever win because even if you were immortal, this thing that I hold in my hands hold the key. It will disable your force fields Cancer Man, and I promise you, it will kill you."

Duane Barry: "No Mulder, not today. I have returned. I have an exo-skeleton now made of titanium alloy and thanks to Cancer Man's experiments, I am perfectly combined with alien d.n.a. My family will claim they never knew me, but they can't disavow what I am today."

Duane Barry: "For I am a God now, and I am serving his creative destiny."

Cancer Man: "True Gods have no need for toys or trinkets...Soon I will have the power of the eternities in the palm of my hand."

Mulder: "Never...Take this you old washed up piece of garbage!"

Mulder then fires off a blinding white-yellow flash of light from the weapon as it discharges. The Pyramid object in his hand glows and makes a giant impression in the side of Cancer Man's suit. The two of them are now shooting at each other as large cascades of fire and energy projectiles appears to dot the landscape.

Scully reaches for her semi-auto and fires thousands of rounds at Duane Barry. He seems to be injured, but with all the piling up bodies it is difficult to know for certain. Skinner and Follmer concentrate all their fire on Krycek and Duane Barry, blowing off the whole side of his arms. Then suddenly the large ball of fire near Mulder gets much larger and begins to form a geo diamond shape, electrifying a storm directly around the Cancer Man as it lets off large shockwaves.

Cancer Man: "You can't win, you fool! I am a God now...Ooomph...Arrg what is that?!"

Mulder: "You old lunatic! This Pyramid came from the crafts you used, the ones you designed yourself for your sick and disturbed colonization experiment. You can't destroy this rock!"

Mulder: "In fact it comes from the tomb of Anon-Nur himself. A J'ahonna momento. Said to be plucked direct from their treasure trove!"

Mulder: "And I know for a fact it is hurting you, since I can see large debris shooting off from your exterior life form now. This ends here, Cancer Man! When you die, so does the agenda."

Scully: "Mulder be careful. There could be survivors inside the warehouse still."

Cancer Man: "Very good reasoning, Mulder. But your father understood better. You will not ever completely defeat what cannot be defeated. You will see your cities saved and entirely re-imagined with our technology, until only a perfect utopia awaits."

Cancer Man: "As much as you believe this will defeat me, right now only half of my body has been destroyed by your actions. I am no mere mortal. I cannot be destroyed by mortal means."

Between the hail of gun fire, large explosions go off in every direction. The opponent's ships are being destroyed and many reinforcements are arriving as A.D. Skinner mentions the warehouse may soon burn down. Each part of the team converge to make sure nothing is left.

~ To Be Continued In Chapter 2: The Pyramid's Cradle. ~