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, Major Character Death
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 Twenty-One
Fire And Ice
FBI Headquarters
Washington, D.C.
1:09 PM
Brad sat in the X-Files office and looked around. He didn't know what this bitch was up to, but he kinda liked it, she was playing hard to get...spicey, hot, and sexy...and hard to get...that was a major turn on...but the gun was a little much, but hey...after all, he had been waitin almost an hour and no woman, but hey, sooner she came back, sooner he could take care of his problem. He didn't know what she wanted, needed, or any of that, but he was cool with whatever it was if she was gonna play like she had in the office...man she was great. He truely wished that he had met her sooner...she would have rocked his world more then she had, and after Monica, within the last two years...
Suddenly the door flung open and light poured into the room...it burned his eyes, but he didn't mind, upon seeing her full figure in the shadows of the lights...he was glad that she was back. She grined..and looked at him with pleading eyes, as if to say she didn't want to do what she was about to, but she had to...tears began to run down her soft cheeks and Brad looked back at her with pleading eyes as she raised the pistol at him. She looked at him, closed her eyes, and slowly, grimly brought the trigger back, the shot rang out, and a flash of light filled the room. Brad fell back and his lifeless body crashed to the floor. Blood seeped out of his open wide grin mouth and his eyes stayed open, in a spooky, grim look that could scare even the best in the business. She un screwed the silencer from the gun and tossed it over on his corpse, making sure to make it look like a suicide. She was done with what she had to do now that she had access to his office...
Pontomaic Yards
Alexandria, Virginia
2:00 PM
Dana pulled the Taurus up to the train yard and got out, leading Fox and Celeste with her, and throwing up a finger for the man to stay. She walked around one of the trains and looked at Fox, then Celeste.
"What the hell were you two doin back at the hospital?"
"Playing lets make sure this guy don't screw us." said Mulder, drawing out Celestes gun. Dana looked at him and smiled.
"Smart move."
"Thanks." said Fox, sliding the gun back. Dana looked at Celeste long and hard before saying something to her.
"You knew before hand?"
"No."
"How then?"
"His eyes."
"Uh huh. He has lovely eyes."
"Yes."
"Stop...please...this is a case, not 'I Love Mulder' time...kay ladies?" said Fox, lookin back at the car and making sure Lover Boy didn't move. Suddenly a phone rang out and startled everyone. They all checked. It was Dana. She drew the phone up and spoke into it.
"Scully."
"Hello, Dana." said a deep, male voice. Dana spun around and searched the area, and motioned for Fox and Celeste to get ready. Fox drew the gun and Celeste drew her other one, the one that she carried on her leg, a small, .380 Walther and spun around slowly, backing around the area to make sure no one was near by.
"Hi there, what the hell do you want now? Hhhhmmm?"
"Oh nothing really, just to watch you squrim as I eat your eyes...lovely eyes, must say Dana."
"How do you know me?"
"Read your file and John said quite alot..."
"Really?"
"Yes." said the Killer and Fox slowly walled a train and raised the gun, ready to shoot, if need be. Celeste did the same to the train behind and was waiting for her cue to go for it. Dana looked around more, and noticed that the Over Coat Man, Tommy as he called himself was not on a phone, so it wasn't him this was the real killer.
"That's a lovely idea, when ya comin to get me?"
"Very soon."
"How soon is soon?" said Dana, suddenly hearing a car engine start. She franticly looked around to see where the hell that sound was commin from, and she motioned to Fox and Celeste to look around as well. Suddenly a car came wailing out of nowhere and barrel assed around to where Dana was, she was frozen in fear. She couldn't move, even if she wanted to. Celeste saw this and leaped at her. The car wizzed by and spun around. Celeste and Dana were in the way and the car was gaining speed. There was no time to think...Fox jumped out in front and went through the windsheild and slamed into the man behind the wheel. Blood gushed from his head and he slowly moved. The man got up, kicked the door open, and ran like hell out of the area, leaving a small picture behind...of a young woman...in her late twenties, maybe, if that...what did it mean?
Author: David William Cooper
E-Mail: Doctor_Hannibal_Lector@Hotmail.com
Rating: R
Category: Angst, X-File, Novel
Keywords: DRR, Skinner/Other, Mulder/Other, Major Character Death
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 Twenty-One
Fire And Ice
FBI Headquarters
Washington, D.C.
1:09 PM
Brad sat in the X-Files office and looked around. He didn't know what this bitch was up to, but he kinda liked it, she was playing hard to get...spicey, hot, and sexy...and hard to get...that was a major turn on...but the gun was a little much, but hey...after all, he had been waitin almost an hour and no woman, but hey, sooner she came back, sooner he could take care of his problem. He didn't know what she wanted, needed, or any of that, but he was cool with whatever it was if she was gonna play like she had in the office...man she was great. He truely wished that he had met her sooner...she would have rocked his world more then she had, and after Monica, within the last two years...
Suddenly the door flung open and light poured into the room...it burned his eyes, but he didn't mind, upon seeing her full figure in the shadows of the lights...he was glad that she was back. She grined..and looked at him with pleading eyes, as if to say she didn't want to do what she was about to, but she had to...tears began to run down her soft cheeks and Brad looked back at her with pleading eyes as she raised the pistol at him. She looked at him, closed her eyes, and slowly, grimly brought the trigger back, the shot rang out, and a flash of light filled the room. Brad fell back and his lifeless body crashed to the floor. Blood seeped out of his open wide grin mouth and his eyes stayed open, in a spooky, grim look that could scare even the best in the business. She un screwed the silencer from the gun and tossed it over on his corpse, making sure to make it look like a suicide. She was done with what she had to do now that she had access to his office...
Pontomaic Yards
Alexandria, Virginia
2:00 PM
Dana pulled the Taurus up to the train yard and got out, leading Fox and Celeste with her, and throwing up a finger for the man to stay. She walked around one of the trains and looked at Fox, then Celeste.
"What the hell were you two doin back at the hospital?"
"Playing lets make sure this guy don't screw us." said Mulder, drawing out Celestes gun. Dana looked at him and smiled.
"Smart move."
"Thanks." said Fox, sliding the gun back. Dana looked at Celeste long and hard before saying something to her.
"You knew before hand?"
"No."
"How then?"
"His eyes."
"Uh huh. He has lovely eyes."
"Yes."
"Stop...please...this is a case, not 'I Love Mulder' time...kay ladies?" said Fox, lookin back at the car and making sure Lover Boy didn't move. Suddenly a phone rang out and startled everyone. They all checked. It was Dana. She drew the phone up and spoke into it.
"Scully."
"Hello, Dana." said a deep, male voice. Dana spun around and searched the area, and motioned for Fox and Celeste to get ready. Fox drew the gun and Celeste drew her other one, the one that she carried on her leg, a small, .380 Walther and spun around slowly, backing around the area to make sure no one was near by.
"Hi there, what the hell do you want now? Hhhhmmm?"
"Oh nothing really, just to watch you squrim as I eat your eyes...lovely eyes, must say Dana."
"How do you know me?"
"Read your file and John said quite alot..."
"Really?"
"Yes." said the Killer and Fox slowly walled a train and raised the gun, ready to shoot, if need be. Celeste did the same to the train behind and was waiting for her cue to go for it. Dana looked around more, and noticed that the Over Coat Man, Tommy as he called himself was not on a phone, so it wasn't him this was the real killer.
"That's a lovely idea, when ya comin to get me?"
"Very soon."
"How soon is soon?" said Dana, suddenly hearing a car engine start. She franticly looked around to see where the hell that sound was commin from, and she motioned to Fox and Celeste to look around as well. Suddenly a car came wailing out of nowhere and barrel assed around to where Dana was, she was frozen in fear. She couldn't move, even if she wanted to. Celeste saw this and leaped at her. The car wizzed by and spun around. Celeste and Dana were in the way and the car was gaining speed. There was no time to think...Fox jumped out in front and went through the windsheild and slamed into the man behind the wheel. Blood gushed from his head and he slowly moved. The man got up, kicked the door open, and ran like hell out of the area, leaving a small picture behind...of a young woman...in her late twenties, maybe, if that...what did it mean?