FBI Headquarters

Washington, D.C.

9:11 AM

The elevator door opened and Dana Scully let out a soft sigh as she went through the open doors and began to make her way down the basement hallway. Her heels echoed on the solid concrete floor, her short red hair bounced exuberantly at each step of hers, and behind her the elevator doors closed. Scully rounded the corner, just as she did nearly every morning, and she came up to the door which lead to her partner's office, also just as she did every morning. Scully took the time to fix her head and adjust her top before she entered the room.

In the office, a television's light illuminated the room, her partner, Fox Mulder, was sitting at his desk with his feet up on the desk. Scully smiled at him as she closed the door behind her, she was unsure if he could see her in the dark, "Do you mind if I turn on a light Mulder, or did I catch you doing something—and if that's the case I'll be back in five minutes." Scully joked, Mulder took his feet of the desk and picked up the remote, he paused the tape and found some humor in Scully's joke toward him and his "addiction." With the movie now paused Scully turned on the light to find Mulder sitting at his desk with a smile on his face and a new case file on his desk. "Oh is that the occasion?" she asked, Mulder shook his head, "In fact," he started, "I'll have you know that I am not watching what you've accused me having for the last seven years, but, I am watching our depute into mainstream television. Check it out." Mulder said with a wide grin on his face.

Scully moved over to the television set, folding her arms, she had a terrible feeling about what she was going to see, and sure enough she was right. Not too long ago, Mulder and Scully had investigated a brutal murder in California, only to find themselves on a FOX television show called COPS. The whole case wasn't exactly a favorite for Scully, then again neither was a lot of the cases she had worked on in the past, especially the one with the so-called Flukeman. Scully turned off the television set, and then turned to Mulder, "You know Assistant Director Skinner called me about this last night, you tapped it?" she asked him, her arms still folded, Mulder picked up the remote and turned off the VCR. He leaned back in his chair and picked up a basketball beside himself and began to toss it up in the air, "I saw it on last night and I just so happened to have a fresh videotape with me at the time, what did the Skin-Man wanna talk to you about?"

Scully walked over to Mulder's desk and picked up the case file on his desk labeled X101189, "He was just saying that he couldn't believe I allowed you to act like yourself in front of a national audience—is this our new case?" Scully questioned, opening the case file, Mulder glanced at her and tossed the basketball up into the air once more, catching it on its way down, "Yeah—so what did you tell him after Skinner told you that?" Scully smiled to herself, "I just told him: You said the FBI has nothing to hide." Mulder laughed at Scully's reply, over the years, Mulder felt that Scully was slowly beginning to believe in the paranormal, and Mulder felt that one day soon she would become a believer herself. "So, Mulder, before I go into my 'this isn't possible' tirade, what are you going to tell me about the case?" she asked, closing the file, Mulder put the ball down at sat straight up in his chair, "A Succubus Scully, what do you know about the creature?" Scully could see that Mulder was dead serious about this, he always was, Scully almost laughed at him as he sat there, giving her all the attention in the world, "Well," she started, she began to pace around the room, "other then the fact that they don't exist; a Succubus is supposed to be a demon which takes the form of a female and has sexual intercourse with males in their dreams." Mulder sat up in his chair at that point and gave her a pat on the back while he walked over to file cabinet, "True, but have you heard of the Middle Eastern version of a Succubus, also called Succubi or Succuba by the way, have you heard that version of the demon Scully?" Mulder asked, he opened the drawer and started going through files, the room was silent for a brief moment, Mulder chuckled, "I"ll take this silence as a no." he turned around to find Scully smiling back at him, it was a look that he had seen many times before, one where Scully didn't believe a single word he said, but she admired him for being so determined. It was something she had told him nearly four years ago. Mulder went back to scouring the drawer for the files he was looking for, "The Middle Eastern version of the Succubus is called a um al duwayce, and it depicts a Succubus as a very attractive female. Now, in the mythology that you know of, a Succubus has intercourse with a male to collect semen and become impregnated. This Middle Eastern version of the Succubus, the type I think we're dealing with, acts much more viciously and it's much more macabre." as Mulder searched his drawer, Scully purposely let out a loud sigh, "Go on, I'm listening." she said, Mulder went on, "Well the version I believe we're dealing with is one that actually kills the men she has intercourse with, eating them alive, if you will. Which explains the way that our victim, George Williams, was killed on the last Friday." Scully opened the case file once more and took a look at the photos of the late college professor George Williams, she looked back up to Mulder, "So where is our 'demon' hunt taking us Mulder?" she asked, just then Mulder took out a large file and set it down atop the drawer, he turned back to Scully and closed the drawer by leaning on it. "Well, I'm quite happy that you asked... ta-da!" Mulder joked, he took out two plane pickets from his pocket and handed one to Scully, "We'll be getting away from all the hustle and bustle of the city life and we'll get in some nice fresh air, and some killer salmon, up in Olympia, Washington."

Scully took her ticket and placed it into her pocket, Mulder turned back to the file and opened in front of Scully, "The year 1987 was the last reported incident of this exact same thing happening, but apart from that they've been occurring throughout the United States, and the world. These cases all fit the exact same profile as the case that we have now. The bartender at the bar called the 'Hot Spot Bar' said that the victim left the bar with a very attractive woman. Then at about 3:15 in the morning a passerby found poor Mr. Williams drained off all living tissue and blood, not to mention the back that his eyes were missing and his mouth was wide open, as if he died screaming—yet nobody in the vicinity heard anyone screaming." Scully went back to the file, Mulder closed the one he was looking through and walked over to the coat hanger beside the office entrance, he set down the file and started to put on his coat, Scully then quickly turned to Mulder, "Wait a minute, Skinner wanted to talk to us about the whole appearance on the television." Mulder shrugged and opened the door, "That can wait, right now we gotta leave, there's a demon walking the streets of Olympia, and we gotta stop it before it kills someone else who's looking for a good time."

Olympia, Washington

6:17 AM Pacific Standard Time

Jeffery Scott drove down the quiet street that morning on his way to work at the Olympia Brewing Company, and just as he rounded a corner in his Sedan, he spotted a very attractive young woman walked down the street in a alluring skirt and red shirt, she also had on black sneakers. Scott pulled up beside her and honked his horn, "Hey baby, need a ride to school?" he asked, the young woman stopped, Scott saw that she was holding a history book in her hand. The young woman smiled at him, brushed her hair back and walked toward the car, "Can you give me a ride to school?" she asked him, bending down to his level. Scott smiled at her, "Well sure, where ya headed?" he asked, the girl brushed her hair back again and pointed down the road, "I got to Miller High School, it's just down that way." she said, Scott unlocked her door and told her to get in, the girl did. Scott began to drive down the road, the streetlights began to turn off one by one as they passed them in the car. "So," Scott said, eyeballing the girl, "You go to high school huh? You eighteen years old?" he asked, the girl laughed and placed her hand on his lap, "No, but we could say that I am." she said, a grin appeared on her face, Scott smiled back, "So... what's your name?" the girl looked back at the road with a smile on her face, "Lilith, my name is Lilith."