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A/N: FIRST of all, there's one rule; NOBODY SHOOT ME! I KNOW I said I wouldn't start this until I finished another one, but I DID finish Help Me! (Even though that was one I wasn't supposed to start, either...) PLEASE don't shoot me (That means you, Lisa!). I promise I will TRY to continue to update both fairly. BUT! School is starting soon so I'm gonna have to slow up a little. I just was watching X-Files last night and got a great idea for the beginning. So! Without further ado, off we go! Oh, and for the record, I LOVE the quotes from the X-Files and I use a few from the show and movie. Hope you don't mind!
Chapter 1, Report
9:00 am, Saturday
FBI Headquarters
Washington DC
"Mulder, Scully, get in here," Skinner, as always, sounded like something was horribly wrong. Mulder and Scully obeyed, stepping into his office. They sat when he offered them a chair. "There have been strange reports of sightings of a demon around Bayville, New York. I think it's an X-File."
"A demon? Sir, no offense, but are you serious?" asked Scully skeptically.
"Would you rather go back to doing a desk job? This is the first real X-File report that I've heard in a while. Just do it, and report back to me when you've solved the case." With that, Skinner turned his chair around so that they were facing his back.
"I assume you've gotten our flight and sleeping arrangements set up for us?" asked Mulder.
"There's a car waiting for you two at the airport to take you to the lady's house." Scully started to protest again, but Mulder held his hand up and walked out. She reluctantly followed.
"Mulder, this is stupid! Can't you see? They're sending us on a wild goose chase!"
"I know, Scully, but like he said, it's better than sitting at a desk. I've run out of pencils," said Mulder, walking into his office to get the gun from his door. As he opened the door and Scully walked in behind him, a pencil hit her on the head. She flinched and looked up. There were a dozen pencils stuck tip first into the ceiling. She sighed and stepped outside.
"Fist they send us out on a tabloid case, then I get pummeled by my partner's obsessive pencil sharpening. What next?" she said to herself. Mulder walked out and lead the way out to the car.
"You know, Scully, you really shouldn't talk to yourself. People might start thinking you're a bit Spooky."
"No, Mulder, that would be you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
12:00 noon, Saturday
Professor Xavier's study
Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters
Bayville, New York
"Kurt, you're sure that the woman didn't see you yesterday?" asked the Professor pointedly. Kurt sighed.
"I'm pretty sure she didn't, Professor." Logan glared at him. "Hey! It's not my fault zat ve're out of food here! I didn't ask for high metabolism, or for Todd to steal my vatch!"
"No one is blaming you, Kurt," the Professor replied calmly.
"But you're feeling okay now, right?" asked Hank McCoy. He sounded a bit worried.
"Yes, I'm fine now."
"All the same, Kurt, I'd try not to teleport for a little while," said Beast. Kurt nodded glumly, them bamfed down stairs to the kitchen for a snack. Logan growled and the Professor sighed.
"Relax, Logan," Professor Xavier chided. "I don't believe that it is something that Kurt can help. It's become like walking to him. We can hardly get him to go to school in the car with Scott. I'm sure he's fine."
"It's not the elf I'm worried about," said Logan. Beast and the Professor looked up at him in confusion and he growled. "Look, I don't see what the problem is! Why can't you just go in and wipe out the lady's mem'ry?"
"Well, Kurt's fairly sure that he didn't get caught and I don't want to invade people's minds like that unless absolutely necessary," Xavier explained. Logan glared at him.
"I'm sure it was an accident," said Beast, trying to be helpful. "I mean, he hadn't eaten breakfast and he didn't have anything to take with him to school for a snack. All he'd had to eat all day was whatever he bought for lunch. He had to be run down with that kind of metabolism."
"Even if it was an accident, which I don't doubt, it still could have gotten us caught!" protested Logan vehemently.
"Well then, Logan, how about you go grocery shopping as a precaution so that this doesn't happen again?" suggested the Professor, smiling. Logan glared at him before walking out of the room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
12:30 p.m., Saturday
Food Mart
Bayville, New York
"Mulder, shouldn't we go to the hotel and Check in, first?" asked Scully.
"Need sunflower seeds," Mulder explained shortly. She sighed, following him into the store reluctantly. He went to the snack isle and she went over to get them both a bottle of pop. They met up at the checkout counter and Mulder stopped.
"What's the matter, Mulder?" He pointed.
"I think we got our lead," he said. She followed the direction he was pointing and saw a tabloid magazine.
"Mulder, you can't be serious," she said. He grabbed the magazine and flipped through it.
"On Friday evening at about 3:30 p.m., Mrs. Betty-Anne Crowly claims to have seen a demon in her kitchen," he read aloud. He looked up at a skeptical Scully, then the paper was snatched from his hands. He turned to see a tall, gruff-looking man with two shopping carts behind him. The man flipped to the page he had read and growled.
"Sir, is something wrong?" Scully asked. The man glared at her and threw the paper down, picking up one of his own before starting to push past them in line.
"Excuse me, sir but-" Mulder started to protest.
"Watch it, bub," Logan snarled, dragging his carts along with him to the front of the line. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
6:30 p.m., Saturday
House of Betty-Anne Crowly
Bayville, New York
"Hello, Betty-Anne?" said Mulder, standing in the doorway of the small house. Scully was standing behind him and there was a plump woman holding the door open.
"Yes, may I help you?" asked the woman.
"Yes, Mrs. Crowly, we're with the FBI," said Scully, holding up her badge. Mulder did the same.
"Oh, goodness, have I done something wrong?" asked Betty-Anne.
"No, Mrs. Crowly, may we come in?" asked Mulder. A bewildered Betty- Anne stepped aside, letting the two agents into her home. Mulder and Scully stepped inside and she shut the door behind them, looking a bit worried and very confused. "Mrs. Crowly, we've come to understand that you saw what you claimed was a demon in your house yesterday?"
"Oh! That's right! Are you here to investigate it? He was a horrible looking thing! Just awful! Please, sit down, I'll get us some tea."
"No, that's all right, Mrs. Crowly. We're here to find out the truth behind what you saw. We'd just like to ask you a few questions," said Scully.
"Can you tell us what you remember?" asked Mulder. Betty-Anne glared at him.
"Well, I'm not that old! It was only yesterday, anyhow! I'll never forget it all of my days. It was horrible! I heard something around the corner so I looked into the kitchen and there it was. He was just horrible!" she seemed to think that her explanation would be enough and stopped talking.
"Mrs. Crowly, can you describe what you saw?" prompted Mulder.
"Oh yes! It was a horrible little creature, about four and a half foot. He stood all crouched down, just horrible! With his knees bent. And there was what looked like fur all over him! Blue fur! Not that I'm sure it was a him, but I didn't know if there could be female demons. And it was horrible! The way his eyes shone, bright and yellow, just awful. And his teethe, like fangs, they were!" She probably would have gone on all night if Scully hadn't stopped her.
"Thank you, Mrs. Crowly, I think that will be enough for us to find this demon," she said, looking up at Mulder.
"Oh, I hope you do! Who knows what he's up to, just goin' into people's houses at night like that!" She seemed to have forgotten that it was during the day that the incident happened. She looked up at Scully and smiled, noticing her cross. "I see you're a religious woman, Ms. Scully. Well I'll tell you, when he left it was horrible! He just disappeared! Smoke everywhere and the smell! The most horrible I've ever smelt! You know how they tell you about Hell in church, Ms. Scully? Well that's what he smelt like, like Hell itself!"
"Thank you, Mrs. Crowly. We really have to go, but we will write all this down and continue our investigation. You just tell us if you see anything else all right, ma'am?" said Mulder, not giving her a chance to respond as he made his way for the door.
"Oh, yes sir, Mr. Mulder. I'll be sure to tell anyone and everyone who'll listen about that horrible demon!" Betty-Anne saw them out and shut the door. Scully got in the car and looked to Mulder.
"Well, what do you think?"
"I think it's just horrible," he said with a smirk and started the engine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
7:00 p.m., Saturday
Professor Xavier's study
Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters
Bayville, New York
"Logan, calm down," ordered Professor Xavier as he flipped through the booklet.
"Calm down? What if they trace him back to the school? Or us for that matter? What then, Charles?" he demanded adamantly.
"I don't see how that could happen, and it's too late to erase her memory now. All we can do is just let the whole thing blow over and get Kurt another watch before Monday morning."
"Charles, I think you're taking this too lightly," said Logan.
"Logan, they've put the woman's story in a tabloid. How much credibility are they giving her, do you think, if she's in a tabloid?" Logan looked up at the smiling Professor Xavier, then began to storm off. "Oh, Logan?" he stopped and turned around with a grunt. "Do me a favor and don't tell Kurt. You know how self-conscious he is about his appearance already. I don't think he'd appreciate knowing that he was mistaken for a demon." Logan grunted again and stormed off.
A/N: Okay, halfway through Skinner's speech deal about demon sightings, I had an idea... MUAHAA!! *gazes at the confused faces* Note to self, state idea, THEN evil laugh. Okay, my idea was that I've been wanting to do a yaoi/slash/shounen ai/whatever the hell you wanna call it for a while. I haven't picked out a couple yet, but have a few in mind. Do you think that as a side story I should make it a slash, too? It won't be the main thing, don't worry. Just a Q! See what you guys think. R & R!
A/N: FIRST of all, there's one rule; NOBODY SHOOT ME! I KNOW I said I wouldn't start this until I finished another one, but I DID finish Help Me! (Even though that was one I wasn't supposed to start, either...) PLEASE don't shoot me (That means you, Lisa!). I promise I will TRY to continue to update both fairly. BUT! School is starting soon so I'm gonna have to slow up a little. I just was watching X-Files last night and got a great idea for the beginning. So! Without further ado, off we go! Oh, and for the record, I LOVE the quotes from the X-Files and I use a few from the show and movie. Hope you don't mind!
Chapter 1, Report
9:00 am, Saturday
FBI Headquarters
Washington DC
"Mulder, Scully, get in here," Skinner, as always, sounded like something was horribly wrong. Mulder and Scully obeyed, stepping into his office. They sat when he offered them a chair. "There have been strange reports of sightings of a demon around Bayville, New York. I think it's an X-File."
"A demon? Sir, no offense, but are you serious?" asked Scully skeptically.
"Would you rather go back to doing a desk job? This is the first real X-File report that I've heard in a while. Just do it, and report back to me when you've solved the case." With that, Skinner turned his chair around so that they were facing his back.
"I assume you've gotten our flight and sleeping arrangements set up for us?" asked Mulder.
"There's a car waiting for you two at the airport to take you to the lady's house." Scully started to protest again, but Mulder held his hand up and walked out. She reluctantly followed.
"Mulder, this is stupid! Can't you see? They're sending us on a wild goose chase!"
"I know, Scully, but like he said, it's better than sitting at a desk. I've run out of pencils," said Mulder, walking into his office to get the gun from his door. As he opened the door and Scully walked in behind him, a pencil hit her on the head. She flinched and looked up. There were a dozen pencils stuck tip first into the ceiling. She sighed and stepped outside.
"Fist they send us out on a tabloid case, then I get pummeled by my partner's obsessive pencil sharpening. What next?" she said to herself. Mulder walked out and lead the way out to the car.
"You know, Scully, you really shouldn't talk to yourself. People might start thinking you're a bit Spooky."
"No, Mulder, that would be you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
12:00 noon, Saturday
Professor Xavier's study
Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters
Bayville, New York
"Kurt, you're sure that the woman didn't see you yesterday?" asked the Professor pointedly. Kurt sighed.
"I'm pretty sure she didn't, Professor." Logan glared at him. "Hey! It's not my fault zat ve're out of food here! I didn't ask for high metabolism, or for Todd to steal my vatch!"
"No one is blaming you, Kurt," the Professor replied calmly.
"But you're feeling okay now, right?" asked Hank McCoy. He sounded a bit worried.
"Yes, I'm fine now."
"All the same, Kurt, I'd try not to teleport for a little while," said Beast. Kurt nodded glumly, them bamfed down stairs to the kitchen for a snack. Logan growled and the Professor sighed.
"Relax, Logan," Professor Xavier chided. "I don't believe that it is something that Kurt can help. It's become like walking to him. We can hardly get him to go to school in the car with Scott. I'm sure he's fine."
"It's not the elf I'm worried about," said Logan. Beast and the Professor looked up at him in confusion and he growled. "Look, I don't see what the problem is! Why can't you just go in and wipe out the lady's mem'ry?"
"Well, Kurt's fairly sure that he didn't get caught and I don't want to invade people's minds like that unless absolutely necessary," Xavier explained. Logan glared at him.
"I'm sure it was an accident," said Beast, trying to be helpful. "I mean, he hadn't eaten breakfast and he didn't have anything to take with him to school for a snack. All he'd had to eat all day was whatever he bought for lunch. He had to be run down with that kind of metabolism."
"Even if it was an accident, which I don't doubt, it still could have gotten us caught!" protested Logan vehemently.
"Well then, Logan, how about you go grocery shopping as a precaution so that this doesn't happen again?" suggested the Professor, smiling. Logan glared at him before walking out of the room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
12:30 p.m., Saturday
Food Mart
Bayville, New York
"Mulder, shouldn't we go to the hotel and Check in, first?" asked Scully.
"Need sunflower seeds," Mulder explained shortly. She sighed, following him into the store reluctantly. He went to the snack isle and she went over to get them both a bottle of pop. They met up at the checkout counter and Mulder stopped.
"What's the matter, Mulder?" He pointed.
"I think we got our lead," he said. She followed the direction he was pointing and saw a tabloid magazine.
"Mulder, you can't be serious," she said. He grabbed the magazine and flipped through it.
"On Friday evening at about 3:30 p.m., Mrs. Betty-Anne Crowly claims to have seen a demon in her kitchen," he read aloud. He looked up at a skeptical Scully, then the paper was snatched from his hands. He turned to see a tall, gruff-looking man with two shopping carts behind him. The man flipped to the page he had read and growled.
"Sir, is something wrong?" Scully asked. The man glared at her and threw the paper down, picking up one of his own before starting to push past them in line.
"Excuse me, sir but-" Mulder started to protest.
"Watch it, bub," Logan snarled, dragging his carts along with him to the front of the line. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
6:30 p.m., Saturday
House of Betty-Anne Crowly
Bayville, New York
"Hello, Betty-Anne?" said Mulder, standing in the doorway of the small house. Scully was standing behind him and there was a plump woman holding the door open.
"Yes, may I help you?" asked the woman.
"Yes, Mrs. Crowly, we're with the FBI," said Scully, holding up her badge. Mulder did the same.
"Oh, goodness, have I done something wrong?" asked Betty-Anne.
"No, Mrs. Crowly, may we come in?" asked Mulder. A bewildered Betty- Anne stepped aside, letting the two agents into her home. Mulder and Scully stepped inside and she shut the door behind them, looking a bit worried and very confused. "Mrs. Crowly, we've come to understand that you saw what you claimed was a demon in your house yesterday?"
"Oh! That's right! Are you here to investigate it? He was a horrible looking thing! Just awful! Please, sit down, I'll get us some tea."
"No, that's all right, Mrs. Crowly. We're here to find out the truth behind what you saw. We'd just like to ask you a few questions," said Scully.
"Can you tell us what you remember?" asked Mulder. Betty-Anne glared at him.
"Well, I'm not that old! It was only yesterday, anyhow! I'll never forget it all of my days. It was horrible! I heard something around the corner so I looked into the kitchen and there it was. He was just horrible!" she seemed to think that her explanation would be enough and stopped talking.
"Mrs. Crowly, can you describe what you saw?" prompted Mulder.
"Oh yes! It was a horrible little creature, about four and a half foot. He stood all crouched down, just horrible! With his knees bent. And there was what looked like fur all over him! Blue fur! Not that I'm sure it was a him, but I didn't know if there could be female demons. And it was horrible! The way his eyes shone, bright and yellow, just awful. And his teethe, like fangs, they were!" She probably would have gone on all night if Scully hadn't stopped her.
"Thank you, Mrs. Crowly, I think that will be enough for us to find this demon," she said, looking up at Mulder.
"Oh, I hope you do! Who knows what he's up to, just goin' into people's houses at night like that!" She seemed to have forgotten that it was during the day that the incident happened. She looked up at Scully and smiled, noticing her cross. "I see you're a religious woman, Ms. Scully. Well I'll tell you, when he left it was horrible! He just disappeared! Smoke everywhere and the smell! The most horrible I've ever smelt! You know how they tell you about Hell in church, Ms. Scully? Well that's what he smelt like, like Hell itself!"
"Thank you, Mrs. Crowly. We really have to go, but we will write all this down and continue our investigation. You just tell us if you see anything else all right, ma'am?" said Mulder, not giving her a chance to respond as he made his way for the door.
"Oh, yes sir, Mr. Mulder. I'll be sure to tell anyone and everyone who'll listen about that horrible demon!" Betty-Anne saw them out and shut the door. Scully got in the car and looked to Mulder.
"Well, what do you think?"
"I think it's just horrible," he said with a smirk and started the engine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
7:00 p.m., Saturday
Professor Xavier's study
Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters
Bayville, New York
"Logan, calm down," ordered Professor Xavier as he flipped through the booklet.
"Calm down? What if they trace him back to the school? Or us for that matter? What then, Charles?" he demanded adamantly.
"I don't see how that could happen, and it's too late to erase her memory now. All we can do is just let the whole thing blow over and get Kurt another watch before Monday morning."
"Charles, I think you're taking this too lightly," said Logan.
"Logan, they've put the woman's story in a tabloid. How much credibility are they giving her, do you think, if she's in a tabloid?" Logan looked up at the smiling Professor Xavier, then began to storm off. "Oh, Logan?" he stopped and turned around with a grunt. "Do me a favor and don't tell Kurt. You know how self-conscious he is about his appearance already. I don't think he'd appreciate knowing that he was mistaken for a demon." Logan grunted again and stormed off.
A/N: Okay, halfway through Skinner's speech deal about demon sightings, I had an idea... MUAHAA!! *gazes at the confused faces* Note to self, state idea, THEN evil laugh. Okay, my idea was that I've been wanting to do a yaoi/slash/shounen ai/whatever the hell you wanna call it for a while. I haven't picked out a couple yet, but have a few in mind. Do you think that as a side story I should make it a slash, too? It won't be the main thing, don't worry. Just a Q! See what you guys think. R & R!