Title: Fantaisie Tordue
Author: David William Cooper
E-Mail: Doctor_Hannibal_Lector@Hotmail.com
Rating: R
Category: Angst, X-File, Novel
Keywords: DRR, Skinner/Other, Mulder/Other
Detication: Well...I don't really know who this is for...I don't think anyone I know would really want to have a story like this deticated to them...maybe...have to ask around...it is kinda...weird and out there...be warned!
Summary: When a series of bizzare murders happen, Monica starts to get vivid images and starts to worry, but is she going to far when she has Mulder to come and help, she may be opening some wounds too tender to be re- opened...
Feedback: Please...I love it.
Archive: Just ask.
Disclaimer: Nothing that is X-Files related is mine, it is the wonderful creations of Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions, anything outside that, is mine, and before you use my characters, please ask. Thank you, and thank you Carter for your wonderful characters to use.
***Author's Note: Please, before reading this, know what you are getting yourself into. I don't want to be held responsible for your problems, as I will warn you now, this will be very graphic and intense. It will cross the lines of normal writing and powerful writing. I will take you on a thrill ride that if you can take it, you won't soon forget. I hope to have you hooked, and that you will keep craving more and more, as I write chapter after chapter until I reach the climax and its all done. I promise you, you won't know what the real story is until then, it will keep you guessing. I don't like stories that are obvious right off. That is part of the reason I am writing this. That and I like the upper hand that I have, as a writer, that you can't jump to the end and see how it all ends. Be warned...if you are weak of stomach, this isn't recomended...faint of heart, same thing. If you like this type of story, read on, but be forthwarned...once you enter this, you won't want to leave. It'll keep you hooked and craving for the next chapter, which will prolly be about every two weeks. I don't want to be the writer that lets you know everything right away, but you will get little clues along the way that you will need to put together to solve this X-File. So go on and read...but don't do it with the lights out and alone...you may very seriously regret it...***
Chapter Ten
The Killer's Game
Washinton Memorial Hospital
Washington, D.C
9:34 PM
Monica rushed through the doors and ran up to the reception desk. She was soon followed by Mulder, Celeste and Scully. They had just been called by Madison that Doggett had been driving there to see his mother who was now dead and had gotten into an accident. She almost dropped the phone when she heard this, and started to cry, running out the door. Everyone followed her asking her what was wrong, but she wouldn't say.
"Where is he? Where the hell is John Doggett!?" she demanded of the nurse behind the desk. She looked at Monica.
"Miss...can I help you?" she asked.
"Yes...where is John Doggett?"
"Who? We have a Maryln Doggett...but no John...in fact Miss Doggett just passed away and is now in the morgue, if you'd like to ID her..."
"No bitch, your not listening, where is John Doggett?"
"We don't have him!"
"You better stop fucking with my head, I swear I will get you if you are lying to me!" said Monica storming out of the area and out the door. Everyone followed. They were worried now. Was Doggett okay? Was he alive? If he was, where the hell was he?
Undiclosed Location
Washington, D.C.
9:42 PM
John slowly came to. He was in a dark room...with a body hanging on the wall beside him. He retracted and tried to scream, but no sound came out. He looked around franticly, to only see that he was chained to a wall. The smell of rotten flesh and skin filled the air and turned his stomach. He could hear the omnipresant pitter patter of the blood from the corpse next to him. He wanted to vomit, but he couldn't. It was as if it was stuck in his throat. No one was around...no one living as far as he could tell. He tried to move again, but the chains were to strong. Suddenly a door opened and a man entered, but his face was covered in the dark. His voice was low and mocking...almost entrancing...like you didn't want to listen, but you had to because you were drawn to it.
"Hello Mr. Doggett." said the Man.
"Who the hell are you and what do you want from me!?" screamed Doggett jumping off the wall but soon smacking back. His naked back ran cold and stung from the walls slip and wet feeling.
"Oh, you'll see. I need you. You need me. I killed your brother to get to you, you know."
"You Goddamn son of a bitch!!!!!!" screamed Doggett once again trying to get off the wall, but getting nothing but cold and pain. The Man quickly drew and knife and slit open Doggett cheek...blood gushed out and ran down. It felt bitter and cold against his skin. Doggett once again retracted and slowed off him.
"Now I told you Mr. Doggett, I need you. You don't want me to have to kill you too, do you?" he said, laughing in a evil tone that Doggett knew all to well and hated.
"Fuck you asshole...I won't help you!" screamed Doggett. He slashed him again, this time across his bare chest, and once again...he drew blood. It slowly trickled down and froze almost half way down. John knew he was in trouble...big trouble and he needed help fast or else he was gonna find out what swiss cheese felt like...real fast.
I-34 Southbound
Georgetown, Virginia
9:41 PM
Monica slowly pulled up to the wreck of John's car. She got out and ran into it to see if he was in there or not. Agent Madison and Assitant Director Skinner pulled up. Thier lights stabbed through the night like razors...casting a omnipresant fog in the air. Celeste looked at Fox and hugged him. Scully couldn't stand this and got out to accompany Monica. Skinner got out and walked up to her.
"Monica..." he said, putting out his hand. She quickly retracted and walked backward pointing at him.
"Don't start with me damnit! I will find him! I will!" Mulder and Celeste jumped out of the car and joined Skinner, Scully, and Madison who were all watching as Monica sat down against the car and started to cry. She wanted her John back, she knew he wasn't dead because his body wasn't in the car. All she found was blood and his weapon. Nothing else. Soon her thoughts were shattered by her phone ringing. She picked it up. Everyone narrowed thier eyes to her.
"Hello?" she said, sniffling and trying not to have the other person on the phone know that she was crying.
"Monica Reyes...is this not?" asked a male voice.
"Yes, who is this?"
"A friend who has a friend of yours..."
"YOU HAVE JOHN!?"
"Yes...and he is alive...for now..." he said laughing.
"You touch him and I swear to God I will kill you fucking ass!!!!!!" screamed Monica breaking out into even more tears. Madison and Scully rushed to her side. Skinner looked at Mulder, who he hadn't seen in three years, and saw Celeste.
"Mulder?"
"Yeah, we can catch up later Skin Man, right now...Monica needs our help and by the sound of it, someone has Agent Doggett, so get a APB out for him. I need a gun, where can I get one?"
"Hold it Mulder!"
"What?"
"Don't rush into this, this guy is dangerous, he had tried to Scully once before...don't think you can just run in and play hero this time, you have to wait and play his game or else he will kill Agent Doggett...am I clear!?" said Skinner...giving Mulder hell. Mulder sighed and knew that Skinner was right. But how much time did they have?
Undisclosed Location
Washington, D.C
9:55 PM
Doggett eyes darted as he listened to the madman speak with Monica...his bleedling and slowed and now he was in much pain. The cold was eating at him and the smell was of no help at all. He once again tried to escape, this time trying to get the Killer to help him off. It was no use. Unless Monica and Scully decided to go for whatever it was this ass wanted, he was a dead man...and he knew that he would never get his chance to ever tell Monica how he truely felt...
Author: David William Cooper
E-Mail: Doctor_Hannibal_Lector@Hotmail.com
Rating: R
Category: Angst, X-File, Novel
Keywords: DRR, Skinner/Other, Mulder/Other
Detication: Well...I don't really know who this is for...I don't think anyone I know would really want to have a story like this deticated to them...maybe...have to ask around...it is kinda...weird and out there...be warned!
Summary: When a series of bizzare murders happen, Monica starts to get vivid images and starts to worry, but is she going to far when she has Mulder to come and help, she may be opening some wounds too tender to be re- opened...
Feedback: Please...I love it.
Archive: Just ask.
Disclaimer: Nothing that is X-Files related is mine, it is the wonderful creations of Chris Carter and Ten Thirteen Productions, anything outside that, is mine, and before you use my characters, please ask. Thank you, and thank you Carter for your wonderful characters to use.
***Author's Note: Please, before reading this, know what you are getting yourself into. I don't want to be held responsible for your problems, as I will warn you now, this will be very graphic and intense. It will cross the lines of normal writing and powerful writing. I will take you on a thrill ride that if you can take it, you won't soon forget. I hope to have you hooked, and that you will keep craving more and more, as I write chapter after chapter until I reach the climax and its all done. I promise you, you won't know what the real story is until then, it will keep you guessing. I don't like stories that are obvious right off. That is part of the reason I am writing this. That and I like the upper hand that I have, as a writer, that you can't jump to the end and see how it all ends. Be warned...if you are weak of stomach, this isn't recomended...faint of heart, same thing. If you like this type of story, read on, but be forthwarned...once you enter this, you won't want to leave. It'll keep you hooked and craving for the next chapter, which will prolly be about every two weeks. I don't want to be the writer that lets you know everything right away, but you will get little clues along the way that you will need to put together to solve this X-File. So go on and read...but don't do it with the lights out and alone...you may very seriously regret it...***
Chapter Ten
The Killer's Game
Washinton Memorial Hospital
Washington, D.C
9:34 PM
Monica rushed through the doors and ran up to the reception desk. She was soon followed by Mulder, Celeste and Scully. They had just been called by Madison that Doggett had been driving there to see his mother who was now dead and had gotten into an accident. She almost dropped the phone when she heard this, and started to cry, running out the door. Everyone followed her asking her what was wrong, but she wouldn't say.
"Where is he? Where the hell is John Doggett!?" she demanded of the nurse behind the desk. She looked at Monica.
"Miss...can I help you?" she asked.
"Yes...where is John Doggett?"
"Who? We have a Maryln Doggett...but no John...in fact Miss Doggett just passed away and is now in the morgue, if you'd like to ID her..."
"No bitch, your not listening, where is John Doggett?"
"We don't have him!"
"You better stop fucking with my head, I swear I will get you if you are lying to me!" said Monica storming out of the area and out the door. Everyone followed. They were worried now. Was Doggett okay? Was he alive? If he was, where the hell was he?
Undiclosed Location
Washington, D.C.
9:42 PM
John slowly came to. He was in a dark room...with a body hanging on the wall beside him. He retracted and tried to scream, but no sound came out. He looked around franticly, to only see that he was chained to a wall. The smell of rotten flesh and skin filled the air and turned his stomach. He could hear the omnipresant pitter patter of the blood from the corpse next to him. He wanted to vomit, but he couldn't. It was as if it was stuck in his throat. No one was around...no one living as far as he could tell. He tried to move again, but the chains were to strong. Suddenly a door opened and a man entered, but his face was covered in the dark. His voice was low and mocking...almost entrancing...like you didn't want to listen, but you had to because you were drawn to it.
"Hello Mr. Doggett." said the Man.
"Who the hell are you and what do you want from me!?" screamed Doggett jumping off the wall but soon smacking back. His naked back ran cold and stung from the walls slip and wet feeling.
"Oh, you'll see. I need you. You need me. I killed your brother to get to you, you know."
"You Goddamn son of a bitch!!!!!!" screamed Doggett once again trying to get off the wall, but getting nothing but cold and pain. The Man quickly drew and knife and slit open Doggett cheek...blood gushed out and ran down. It felt bitter and cold against his skin. Doggett once again retracted and slowed off him.
"Now I told you Mr. Doggett, I need you. You don't want me to have to kill you too, do you?" he said, laughing in a evil tone that Doggett knew all to well and hated.
"Fuck you asshole...I won't help you!" screamed Doggett. He slashed him again, this time across his bare chest, and once again...he drew blood. It slowly trickled down and froze almost half way down. John knew he was in trouble...big trouble and he needed help fast or else he was gonna find out what swiss cheese felt like...real fast.
I-34 Southbound
Georgetown, Virginia
9:41 PM
Monica slowly pulled up to the wreck of John's car. She got out and ran into it to see if he was in there or not. Agent Madison and Assitant Director Skinner pulled up. Thier lights stabbed through the night like razors...casting a omnipresant fog in the air. Celeste looked at Fox and hugged him. Scully couldn't stand this and got out to accompany Monica. Skinner got out and walked up to her.
"Monica..." he said, putting out his hand. She quickly retracted and walked backward pointing at him.
"Don't start with me damnit! I will find him! I will!" Mulder and Celeste jumped out of the car and joined Skinner, Scully, and Madison who were all watching as Monica sat down against the car and started to cry. She wanted her John back, she knew he wasn't dead because his body wasn't in the car. All she found was blood and his weapon. Nothing else. Soon her thoughts were shattered by her phone ringing. She picked it up. Everyone narrowed thier eyes to her.
"Hello?" she said, sniffling and trying not to have the other person on the phone know that she was crying.
"Monica Reyes...is this not?" asked a male voice.
"Yes, who is this?"
"A friend who has a friend of yours..."
"YOU HAVE JOHN!?"
"Yes...and he is alive...for now..." he said laughing.
"You touch him and I swear to God I will kill you fucking ass!!!!!!" screamed Monica breaking out into even more tears. Madison and Scully rushed to her side. Skinner looked at Mulder, who he hadn't seen in three years, and saw Celeste.
"Mulder?"
"Yeah, we can catch up later Skin Man, right now...Monica needs our help and by the sound of it, someone has Agent Doggett, so get a APB out for him. I need a gun, where can I get one?"
"Hold it Mulder!"
"What?"
"Don't rush into this, this guy is dangerous, he had tried to Scully once before...don't think you can just run in and play hero this time, you have to wait and play his game or else he will kill Agent Doggett...am I clear!?" said Skinner...giving Mulder hell. Mulder sighed and knew that Skinner was right. But how much time did they have?
Undisclosed Location
Washington, D.C
9:55 PM
Doggett eyes darted as he listened to the madman speak with Monica...his bleedling and slowed and now he was in much pain. The cold was eating at him and the smell was of no help at all. He once again tried to escape, this time trying to get the Killer to help him off. It was no use. Unless Monica and Scully decided to go for whatever it was this ass wanted, he was a dead man...and he knew that he would never get his chance to ever tell Monica how he truely felt...