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 Thirty-Two
As Time Drifts Away
Ambrose Harbor
Baltimore, Maryland
7:15 PM
Fox knew that Celeste was the kindest and most caring person he knew, but also saw why she would go and do such a terrible thing to her sister. He would have too, it was down right insanity. It was pure science fiction and she knew it, they all knew it, and Skinner was just as silent as ever with all this...he just stood there, taking the talk and grinding his teeth like old times. Fox didn't like the sound of this, but he knew it was almost true, he'd come to believe alot of things since he'd come back. Alot more then he would have if he didn't. He was more shocked, though, by Celeste's actions in accordance to this data. She was having a nervous breakdown almost, but Fox knew what it was like. He remember how he reacted when he came to find that Sam was dead, but he accepted that.
He didn't want to have a crying Celste in his arms, she was strong and not weak, but he supposed that everyone had a breakdown now and then, and this was hers and she was damn well entitled to it. She looked up and at Jess. Madison was standing on her heels and rocking back and forth. She didn't know what the hell to say, she had just been along for the ride. She didn't know what was going to happen and she didn't know that the autopsy would return as Skinner and she would be forced to kill him and make it happen, even though she knew it was really the corpse of Brad Follmer.
"Now for you, Madison." said Skinner in a dark tone that spooked her.
"What do you need to know Walter?" she asked.
"Everything."
"Well...this is my bestfriend, and she only killed Follmer in her best interest! She was injected with a virus...a Hellbound Virus...known as X-112...or Chimera...and it caused her to have to cannibalize peoples flesh to stay alive, she thought it was a better way to stay young, they never told her what it really was, but what we know now...and its too late, and she though that since Celeste there looked like her sister, that she was her sister and that she knew the cure, like Manchester or Tommy, who by the way is very much a deadly agent as Manchester is." she said, lookin at the ocean and back to Walter, Fox and Celeste seeing the fear in thier eyes and the realization that she may be telling the truth, and she partly was, but not the whole truth, what they didn't know couldn't hurt them, right? She stood on her heels and rocked back and forth, the cool air blew through her hair, sending it flying and Fox winced.
"How do I know that your not just lying to me now?" asked Skinner.
"Do I look like I am lying to you, Walt?"
"I don't know anymore. How can I know, you've lied to me before, such it seemed...seems now...how can I trust you anymore then you can trust these men you bring up...or so you say you can't." said Skinner. His tone was rock solid and cold as ice. Madison started to get really worried and her eyes began to dart, Fox didn't want to do this, but the look that Skinner had given him was the one that he had seen so many times before and read so well....Do what you must...he said, without saying a word, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it, not just yet...
"Please...I beg of you not to do anything that you may later regret...Walt...please...believe me....you love me...don't you? I am your Constant....the one thing in this crazy world that you have that can keep you sane...arn't I? Or was that all a lie on yo---" she said, but was interupted by Walter.
"No...you lied to me! You made me think that I loved you, you gutless slut! You made me think that I loved you and you used me to get your friend here some new blood...she is a freak...and I am starting to think that you are too, but I also think that you knew what this Chimera or X-112 is and you lied about that too, I have sources you know, yeah, whoa a surprise to you that little old Walt has a source on the inside! Well I do and its time that you give me some real, cold, hard answers or I am gonnna have my good friend Fox Mulder here make sure that both of you never make it to the end of this dock!" he said, eyes flaring and blood boiling.
"Why is that? Huh? Scared to pull the fucking trigger your self? Hhhhmmm? Is that it Skinner? Too fuckin scared?" said Jess, mocking him.
"What the hell do you know Bitch?"
"I know that you couldn't bring yourself to kill a Vamp in Viet Nam. You chickened out and almost killed yourself in doing that! You fucking little pussy bastard. Can't even defend your own country...self...what makes you think that you could shoot us? We are helpless...we are not armed." she said, forcing a daunt urge into Skinner that he had not felt in the longest time. He clenched his fists and almost lunged, but he knew that she was right...he couldn't pull the trigger that would soon kill his love...well, his propsed love, could he? He was a worthless piece of shit and he knew it...he took the gun from his side and threw it into Jessica's face.
"Don't...make...me." he said...cocking the slide and arming the weapon. No fear was in Jessica's eyes, she knew that he wouldn't, couldn't do it. She had no worries...he was a pussy bastard and he wasn't going to kill her. Slowly he began to pull back the hammer and with eyes cold and solid...a shot rang out into the night...her lifeless body flew back a few feet and crashed, rolled and fell into the water. Celeste jumped at the sound and Fox looked over.
"Fucking pussy my ass." said Skinner, tossing his gun into the water with her corpse and walked off. He went to his car and closed the door to think. Just then his phone rang and he answered...and from what Fox could see...it was something either very bad...or someone was on the way...cause the look was that of fear...and he thought back to a term he'd heard once...The Fear of The Blood Tends To Create Fear For The Flesh...
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 Thirty-Two
As Time Drifts Away
Ambrose Harbor
Baltimore, Maryland
7:15 PM
Fox knew that Celeste was the kindest and most caring person he knew, but also saw why she would go and do such a terrible thing to her sister. He would have too, it was down right insanity. It was pure science fiction and she knew it, they all knew it, and Skinner was just as silent as ever with all this...he just stood there, taking the talk and grinding his teeth like old times. Fox didn't like the sound of this, but he knew it was almost true, he'd come to believe alot of things since he'd come back. Alot more then he would have if he didn't. He was more shocked, though, by Celeste's actions in accordance to this data. She was having a nervous breakdown almost, but Fox knew what it was like. He remember how he reacted when he came to find that Sam was dead, but he accepted that.
He didn't want to have a crying Celste in his arms, she was strong and not weak, but he supposed that everyone had a breakdown now and then, and this was hers and she was damn well entitled to it. She looked up and at Jess. Madison was standing on her heels and rocking back and forth. She didn't know what the hell to say, she had just been along for the ride. She didn't know what was going to happen and she didn't know that the autopsy would return as Skinner and she would be forced to kill him and make it happen, even though she knew it was really the corpse of Brad Follmer.
"Now for you, Madison." said Skinner in a dark tone that spooked her.
"What do you need to know Walter?" she asked.
"Everything."
"Well...this is my bestfriend, and she only killed Follmer in her best interest! She was injected with a virus...a Hellbound Virus...known as X-112...or Chimera...and it caused her to have to cannibalize peoples flesh to stay alive, she thought it was a better way to stay young, they never told her what it really was, but what we know now...and its too late, and she though that since Celeste there looked like her sister, that she was her sister and that she knew the cure, like Manchester or Tommy, who by the way is very much a deadly agent as Manchester is." she said, lookin at the ocean and back to Walter, Fox and Celeste seeing the fear in thier eyes and the realization that she may be telling the truth, and she partly was, but not the whole truth, what they didn't know couldn't hurt them, right? She stood on her heels and rocked back and forth, the cool air blew through her hair, sending it flying and Fox winced.
"How do I know that your not just lying to me now?" asked Skinner.
"Do I look like I am lying to you, Walt?"
"I don't know anymore. How can I know, you've lied to me before, such it seemed...seems now...how can I trust you anymore then you can trust these men you bring up...or so you say you can't." said Skinner. His tone was rock solid and cold as ice. Madison started to get really worried and her eyes began to dart, Fox didn't want to do this, but the look that Skinner had given him was the one that he had seen so many times before and read so well....Do what you must...he said, without saying a word, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it, not just yet...
"Please...I beg of you not to do anything that you may later regret...Walt...please...believe me....you love me...don't you? I am your Constant....the one thing in this crazy world that you have that can keep you sane...arn't I? Or was that all a lie on yo---" she said, but was interupted by Walter.
"No...you lied to me! You made me think that I loved you, you gutless slut! You made me think that I loved you and you used me to get your friend here some new blood...she is a freak...and I am starting to think that you are too, but I also think that you knew what this Chimera or X-112 is and you lied about that too, I have sources you know, yeah, whoa a surprise to you that little old Walt has a source on the inside! Well I do and its time that you give me some real, cold, hard answers or I am gonnna have my good friend Fox Mulder here make sure that both of you never make it to the end of this dock!" he said, eyes flaring and blood boiling.
"Why is that? Huh? Scared to pull the fucking trigger your self? Hhhhmmm? Is that it Skinner? Too fuckin scared?" said Jess, mocking him.
"What the hell do you know Bitch?"
"I know that you couldn't bring yourself to kill a Vamp in Viet Nam. You chickened out and almost killed yourself in doing that! You fucking little pussy bastard. Can't even defend your own country...self...what makes you think that you could shoot us? We are helpless...we are not armed." she said, forcing a daunt urge into Skinner that he had not felt in the longest time. He clenched his fists and almost lunged, but he knew that she was right...he couldn't pull the trigger that would soon kill his love...well, his propsed love, could he? He was a worthless piece of shit and he knew it...he took the gun from his side and threw it into Jessica's face.
"Don't...make...me." he said...cocking the slide and arming the weapon. No fear was in Jessica's eyes, she knew that he wouldn't, couldn't do it. She had no worries...he was a pussy bastard and he wasn't going to kill her. Slowly he began to pull back the hammer and with eyes cold and solid...a shot rang out into the night...her lifeless body flew back a few feet and crashed, rolled and fell into the water. Celeste jumped at the sound and Fox looked over.
"Fucking pussy my ass." said Skinner, tossing his gun into the water with her corpse and walked off. He went to his car and closed the door to think. Just then his phone rang and he answered...and from what Fox could see...it was something either very bad...or someone was on the way...cause the look was that of fear...and he thought back to a term he'd heard once...The Fear of The Blood Tends To Create Fear For The Flesh...