Title: Black Swan

Author's note: Hello everyone! I'm an X-Files fanfiction reader for quite a time and I just thought that would be wonderful to try some writing for a change. I have always had so many ideas, but I keep thinking that they are not good enough. So, I decided to unleash one small part of my imagination and see how it goes.

I grew up watching X-files. When it started, I was only a little a girl, about 6 years old, and I used to watch it with my daddy. Even though he stopped watching it (he is not a fan of aliens and this stuff), I became a HUGE fan. When X-files ended, I was about 15 years old, and I was nearly devastated. Now I'm a grown up young woman and about a month ago I bought to myself the amazing X-files: The Complete Collector's Edition, and yes, my addiction has returned...LOL. I always thought about some many stories concerning X-files, Mulder and Scully precisely. I think that they are the greatest TV couple ever! And all of the new TV series are based on them, but of course, they can't beat them.

This is my very first time in this fanfiction world, so pleaseee be very very gentle! ; )

Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, I do not own X-Files, obviously.

Warning: I must say that I'm not a native English speaker, though I really love the language. I'm Brazilian actually, so please don't be too harsh on my grammar/vocabulary mistakes. I do appreciate corrections or english tips.

Here I go...

Everything was bright white.

She blinked once again and could realize that she was walking on a ground completely covered with snow. Her feet were bare, though she could not feel the cold at all. She just kept walking through the unrecognizable place. There was a sepulchral silence.

She noticed that she was wearing only a white satin nightdress, very light. Her skin was a little more pale than the usual. She kept walking until she saw herself reflected in what appeared to be some kind of mirror, a huge one, over the horizon. "A mirror in the middle of nowhere?" ,she thought. She couldn't help to notice that she was extremely beautiful, her blue sky eyes shinning like they were made of pure glass, her lips soft pink and her skin glowing pale as if she was some kind of delicate porcelain doll. Her hair seemed slightly different, it wasn't completely red but a little more natural, almost blond, her original hair color.

Even though there seemed to be some awkward details, she knew that it was her true image reflected in the mirror, she knew that she was looking at herself.

She touched her face, just trying to get familiar with this look and it surprisingly felt like touching smooth and cold porcelain. It was very weird, she couldn't feel nothing at all, like she had turned herself into a real doll.

She closed her eyes for a second and when she had the guts to open them again, there was another image reflected in the mirror. Actually it wasn't reflected, it seemed to be in the other side of the mirror. The image was from a man and he was walking towards her. Somehow, she recognized that familiar silhouette. As he approached her, she could realize that he was very handsome and didn't look like porcelain made as her. He was human indeed. It was Mulder! She felt happy, maybe he was there to rescue her from that strange place.

He had a different smile in his face, a peaceful one but also mysterious. When he finally stood in front of her, he raised his hand and touched her face very carefully, like he was afraid of breaking her, it seemed that the mirror layer had disappeared. This time, she felt the touch, his touch, like electricity, such a delightful electricity. She tried to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. Her lips were sealed, just like a doll ones.

He didn't say anything either, not a single word, not even her name. He just came very close to her face and leaned down to kiss her doll lips.

She was feeling insecure and frightened with the whole situation, though she couldn't stop him, now she couldn't move at all. Deep inside she knew that all of that was a dream, but it was a very special moment. She has secretly wanted that kiss for such a long time.

Besides the numbness, the kiss felted very real and when he broke away he said almost whispering into her right ear: "You're such a good girl".

She was frozen, it wasn't Mulder's voice, it was her father. Actually, this is what her dad used to tell her all the time: "You're such a good girl". She didn't like that, in fact she hated when he said that horrible thing, because it had repressed her so many times. He was always in control, in her control.

Mulder turned away and began to move away from her. She tried to scream his name or make any move, but then she started to shatter, just like a porcelain doll when it hits solid ground, it didn't hurt. Her pieces where falling everywhere and when she thought it was finally over, among her fallen pieces, a white swan raised. A beautiful and a very fragile one. She could still feel herself, though now she was something else. She could still see her reflection in the mirror, now as a swan, but she also was seeing Mulder and some dark figure coming close to him. She was terrified. The dark figure was...was her, at least looked just like her. She was wearing a short black satin nightdress, her skin was pale but it didn't look like porcelain anymore, she was human, as him. Her hair was intense red and her eyes dark blue, no longer glass eyes. She was beautiful, not in some untouched way. She had that sexy and wild expression in her face. She walked towards him and kissed Mulder very passionately, almost attacking him. He responded to that act. As they were kissing, she could notice her snake tattoo in her back, it seemed alive. This image stared to spin, they were becoming one, until they vanished away.

Her heart was aching like never before, that mix of feelings - hurt, jealous, anger – were taking over her, she wanted to cry. That woman wasn't her, she wasn't the right girl, though he loved and desired this other girl, which just happened to look exactly like her. The swan suddenly turned into herself again, but she wasn't that old porcelain doll, she was still wearing the white satin nightdress, and when she looked again to the mirror there was a small red point in her stomach, which was growing, growing, growing, until her nightdress was completely red. The blood started to drop into the white ground. She didn't know where that blood was coming from. When she finally looked to her right hand, there it was a huge piece of mirror containing her blood. Now she could feel the pain. She looked again to the mirror, it was shattering and the pieces falling in slow motion towards her. That awful noise and then, the real truth, she...she had killed herself.

She woke up in her bed, breathing heavily, gasping desperately for some air. Her heart was beating fast.

"Thanks God! It was just a nightmare", she thought in relief.

It was her first night in her apartment after leaving the hospital, right after that Ed Jersey incident. She knew that she was until under some medicine effects and she was feeling a little stressed out these days. She could feel the wounds caused by him, they were healing but they were still a little sore. She remembered being very angry with Mulder too. Of course he supported her when she was in hospital after the past week events, though he was acting in very insensitive way.

"Or Am I being too sensitive?", she thought to herself. It was easier to blame herself for everything, she was used with that than to admit everybody's else flaws.

Somehow, her new tattoo was hurting now, burning actually, so she stepped out from the bed and walked towards her mirror. That made she remember from her strange dream, though she tried to focus in the tattoo issue. When she turned her back, she could see it, the snake circle, the snake eating its own tail. Obviously she was out of her mind when she did it, a little drunk indeed. She hated snakes, they represented the evil, but the tattoo was kind of powerful in some way. After analyzing it for some minutes, she couldn't find anything that would explain the pain, no blood or irritation sign.

Even tough she had never wanted a tattoo, especially a snake one, she knew that single act has freed her somehow.

She knew something inside of her has changed. She has changed.

Author's note: I would be very very pleased if someone could just try to read and review it. This is the very first chapter, I'm working on the others. I thought about it after watching "Black Swan" in the movies, which just happened to be one of the most amazing films that I have ever watched. I think I have never watched a film that touched me so deeply. So I came out with the idea of mix the movie with the X-Files. I think that Scully has a little "Nina's personality" sometimes.

Thank you in advance! xoxo