Summary: A friend of Mulder and Scully's is murdered and they fight to
uncover who did it.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters unfortunately, the only character I own is Tom Patterson.
Feedback appreciated!
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11:22 PM Outside the KRC Warehouse
Two tall men stood in the corner of the alley, their large black shadows engulfing the brick wall behind them. Scully and Mulder inched their way in only to find their friend who appeared to be standing still against his will. Mulder headed closer to him cautiously, but he gave Mulder a negative look. He then glanced behind him to make sure the men didnt see Mulder.
"You shouldn't have came here," he managed between clenched teeth.
Mulder remained in the shadows. Before he could say anything, the men returned to him. They restrained him and took him into the Warehouse, and Mulder and Scully followed quickly behind.
From what Mulder could tell it was seemingly large inside. The echo of the mens shiny black shoes could be heard clearly as they headed deeper into the building.
It appeared to Mulder that the government was giving him a choice to be a part of an inside opperation. Whatever it was, Mulder knew that he would refuse.
The darkness was powerful, Mulder felt useless to him. He faintly heard Scully pull her gun out of it's holster, and he did the same. There was a break of silence- and that's when Mulder heard it. The painful sound of gunfire echoed through the building and the man's body crashed to the ground.
Scully turned on her flashlight waving her gun around in frustration, but the men were nowhere in site. She then signaled to Mulder and he went searching for them while Scully raced over to the lifeless corpse of her friend. She propped his limp body up on her knee and his head fell back revealing the wound. The gunshot was fired directly to his temple; he died instantly.
She fought to regain herself, and the flood of emotion that came over her soon turned into anger. She headed out of the Warehouse in rage, the blood pumping through her vains. Each step she took seemed to take an eternity as she slowly felt the shooters slip out of her trembling hands.
Her flashlight started to dim and seconds later went out completely. She slammed on it with her fist in anger, but soon started running again. It was pitch black and she couldn't see a thing. She picked up her pace carrying her legs as fast as they could go. While running through the dark empty corridors, she suddenly hit her head off of something hard, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the floor.
She could feel a rush flowing to her head as she slowly slipped from conciousness.
Mulder returned to the warehouse to find Scully, and was surprised to see her laying unconcious on the ground. He felt for a pulse as he heard the ambulence siren roar as the vehicle pulled up to the Warehouse. She must've dialed them for medical assistance. Now, she needed it herself.
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Disclaimer: I don't own these characters unfortunately, the only character I own is Tom Patterson.
Feedback appreciated!
...
11:22 PM Outside the KRC Warehouse
Two tall men stood in the corner of the alley, their large black shadows engulfing the brick wall behind them. Scully and Mulder inched their way in only to find their friend who appeared to be standing still against his will. Mulder headed closer to him cautiously, but he gave Mulder a negative look. He then glanced behind him to make sure the men didnt see Mulder.
"You shouldn't have came here," he managed between clenched teeth.
Mulder remained in the shadows. Before he could say anything, the men returned to him. They restrained him and took him into the Warehouse, and Mulder and Scully followed quickly behind.
From what Mulder could tell it was seemingly large inside. The echo of the mens shiny black shoes could be heard clearly as they headed deeper into the building.
It appeared to Mulder that the government was giving him a choice to be a part of an inside opperation. Whatever it was, Mulder knew that he would refuse.
The darkness was powerful, Mulder felt useless to him. He faintly heard Scully pull her gun out of it's holster, and he did the same. There was a break of silence- and that's when Mulder heard it. The painful sound of gunfire echoed through the building and the man's body crashed to the ground.
Scully turned on her flashlight waving her gun around in frustration, but the men were nowhere in site. She then signaled to Mulder and he went searching for them while Scully raced over to the lifeless corpse of her friend. She propped his limp body up on her knee and his head fell back revealing the wound. The gunshot was fired directly to his temple; he died instantly.
She fought to regain herself, and the flood of emotion that came over her soon turned into anger. She headed out of the Warehouse in rage, the blood pumping through her vains. Each step she took seemed to take an eternity as she slowly felt the shooters slip out of her trembling hands.
Her flashlight started to dim and seconds later went out completely. She slammed on it with her fist in anger, but soon started running again. It was pitch black and she couldn't see a thing. She picked up her pace carrying her legs as fast as they could go. While running through the dark empty corridors, she suddenly hit her head off of something hard, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the floor.
She could feel a rush flowing to her head as she slowly slipped from conciousness.
Mulder returned to the warehouse to find Scully, and was surprised to see her laying unconcious on the ground. He felt for a pulse as he heard the ambulence siren roar as the vehicle pulled up to the Warehouse. She must've dialed them for medical assistance. Now, she needed it herself.
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