Chapter Eleven

Thursday morning, 7:00 am. Two military UH-60s sat in line on the tarmac at Akron-Canton as the service car pulled up. The spectacled man stepped out of the car, and spoke to each pilot, detailing their roles. Nothing could stop this now. It was do or die.

Piercing blue eyed man accompanied the spectacled man into a hangar where an armored car lay in wait for them.

Xxx

Dana's Ford Aspire pulled up to the gate of the Borderland Institute. She exhaled uneasily as the guard stepped forward with his clipboard.

"Name?"

"Dana Scully. I have an appointment with Dr. Borderland."

The guard perused the sheets. "Building 1013, on the right just past the electrical grid."

"Thank you." Dana lightly toed the accelerator and made her way inside the facility. 'One down,' she thought. 'You can do this.'

She eased the car into a space next to the entrance on the side of the building. The three buildings were arranged in an "L" shape, with hers forming the base of the "L". 100 yards to the north of the building was a warehouse.

Exiting her car, she headed inside to the reception desk. "Dr. Borderland, please," she inquired.

"Down the hall and to the left." The receptionist didn't even look up.

Making her way down the hall, Dana noticed a green door opening and a man stepping out. He wore glasses. Immediate recognition.

"Agent Scully," he said. "So nice of you to join us." He produced a gun from his jacket.

"I was wondering when you were going to show, Kersh," Dana spat. "Mulder and I have been nothing but thorns in your side since you came on board. And now, here we are."

"Yes, here we are. By the way, where is Agent Mulder anyway?" Kersh motioned for her to join him in the next open room, his gun never leaving her direction.

"I haven't spoken to him," Dana said. Piercing blue eyed man came up behind her and pushed her up against a desk. He frisked her roughly, producing the SIG 228.

"Tsk, tsk, Ms. Scully," Kersh said. "You knew we would search you. What do you expect to find here?"

"The truth, for starters."

"Truth is subjective. We manufacture our own truth. You are a part of that truth. And Mulder to a point. Easily manipulated chess pieces in a game of our design." He motioned for her to walk toward a side door. Upon opening it, she found the three of them in a courtyard. Less than 100 yards away was the warehouse she had seen earlier. Two helicopters glided overhead and landed on pads not far from them. Dana did not fail to notice that they were weaponized.

"Expecting trouble?" she asked sarcastically, as they moved in the direction of the warehouse.

"Preparing for all contingencies," Kersh said. "I know Mulder's coming, and I know he's not coming alone. The two of you are persistent, I'll give you that. Tell, me, did Mulder put you up to this?"

Dana swallowed imperceptibly. "Fox would never allow me to sacrifice myself for him. You should know that by now. I decided to take a stand, expose you fuckers once and for all. Let the chips fall where they may. "

"How very cavalier you," Kersh intoned. "Pity. I had higher aspirations for you." They walked a little further. "Stop right there. Now turn around."

Dana did as she was told. "I know I was just an experiment to you people," she said. "My life just a meaningless existence. You couldn't just leave us alone, could you? No, you had to play your games, fuck with people's minds. Tear apart their souls. You and your kind are everything I hate about this world. At least Fox…"

At that split second, an air-raid siren sounded a deafening scream. Two FBI assault trucks barreled thru the gate and took out the fence surrounding the court yard where Kersh, Dana, and Piercing blue eyes stood.

The two helicopters lifted off the ground, and sprayed the landscape with bullets. Various cars were spilling through the gate. One of the trucks blew into a 1000 pieces.

Dana turned to look at Kersh for a split second. He didn't hesitate. One pull of the trigger and it was over.