Part IV
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Rie-Del Labs 11:00 pm.
"Hey, you two," Langly whispered into the mike. "Byers and Frohike are trapped inside and need you to get them out."
"Damn it."
Mr. Kramer looked confused, "Excuse me Agent Mulder?"
"Oh, I said uh, Slam it. Just watching the basketball game on TV," He pointed to the only screen that wasn't receiving a camera picture.
"Well, thank you Mr. Kramer. Agent Mulder and I will look into Dr. Mitchell once we get back to D.C." Scully said as she shook his hand and watched Mulder do the same. Then the guard walked them out the door.
"How are we going to get back in?" Mulder asked.
Langly came back on the speaker "Get ready."
They both paused, "Ready for wha-" Sparks from an electrical box started shooting out, then a big explosion. The lights all around the complex went out.
Mulder grabbed Scully's arm. "Come on, let's go!" They ran down the darkened path to a door.
"Is this it?" She reached into her pocked and took out her flash light. The door read 'Animal Research.' Mulder reached inside his pocket.
"Rats, I forgot my flashlight." He said.
"This is just not your week is it, first the flat tire and now the flash light. What next?" He sensed a bit of a bit of sarcasm in her voice.
"Thank goodness, I've got you though." She opened the door and led Mulder down the pitch black hallway. Some muffled voices came from one of the rooms. "Hey Scully, wait up, something's going on." He could tell one of them was yelling.
Scully was getting irritated, "Stay here if you want. I'm finding Byers and Frohike. Meet up down the hall, Langly can give you instructions." Mulder tried to get her attention but it was too late. She disappeared into the shadows.
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Paul Smith paced around the room. "Why the heck do you want to continue with it? We've already lost one member of the group and it's attacked my dog. What if it hadn't have been the dog, what if it was one of my kids? Or one of yours?"
"Dr. Smith, the board wants to continue the project. Just think about it, if we are able to create enough of them, the United States military would be unstoppable and we would be rich. No more, small Arizona lab, but a giant compound of high tech research tools. We would be famous. Your children could go to a private school. Just think of it." Dr. Mitchell sat at her desk watching him.
"I can't risk it. The FBI will catch on sooner or later that Baker's death wasn't an accident." Dr. Smith said.
"He was a minor. how could I put this. glitch in the plans. No one will miss him. He lived on that ranch all by himself, no family left."
Dr. Smith started getting jumpy, "Tell me, what did he do? Why did he deserve that?"
"He was going to take our project and make it nationally known. We'd be ruined."
"You have to stop the project though. That or. or. I'll."
"You'll what?" Dr. Mitchell smirked.
"I'll t-take it to the p-press. I don't care what happens to me. The world will know about it."
"Well. in that case. Piers!" She had called on something.
Paul Smith started looking around the room. "No! No! Please not him." The room suddenly got colder. Out from the darkness in the corner of the room, red eyes flashed and whatever it was made a frightening KAAATHHH noise.
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Scully ran down the corridor. "Keep going it should be to your left." Langly gave commands though her ear piece. She turned and looked at the door knob, the last number was spinning into place, lined up with the rest, and then there was a click. She turned the handle and say Byers and Frohike looking through papers.
"What the. " she saw the hybrid animals in the cages. "What's going on?"
"Government testing," Frohike said handing her a document.
Byers walked over, "It's been going on for 5 years now. The military wants a super animal that they can control. By taking the best quality out of each animal and making a new age version of Frankenstein."
Frohike looked into some more of the cages "The thermal vision of a snake, the speed of a cheetah, eyes of a hawk, and brain of a dolphin."
Scully came across a cage that had an animal that looked slightly like a bird but with the head of a dog, it barked at her then fluttered around.
"It says here that only one has successfully been created." Scully pointed to the top of the page, "That this one will obey them." Her cell phone made a loud ringing noise and launched the animals into panic.
"Hello," she answered.
"Agent Scully? This is Greg from the Meriden City Crime Lab. I ran a few more tests on your nail."
She motioned to Frohike to try and calm the animals down. "Yes, and?"
"Whatever this is, we found out that it has the DNA of different animals."
"I could have told you that."
He sounded surprised, "How would you have known?"
"Never mind, anything else?"
"Well I did a tox-screen and found traces Laburnum in it." He told her.
"Laburnum... isn't that a poison that dries out the blood?" she wondered.
"Yes, and it runs through the middle of the nail. I'm speculating that it attacks its enemies with its nails then injects the poison. But in a matter of minutes the poison and blood are gone and can not be traced. That's probably why you didn't find any of this in your autopsy or the dead dog. Oh and Agent Scully, you need to stay away from this animal. Make sure your partner knows about this also."
She dropped her phone, "Mulder!" _______________________________________________________________________
Piers walked forward, revealing his true form. Paul Smith looked up in dread at creature. Its feet were of talons, legs of a cheetah, body of a bear, and the head of a jackal. It seemed to grin at him as it walked first on four legs then rose up to its back. The eyes, they shimmered in the dim glow of the emergency lights. "Please!" Dr. Smith pleaded "I take it back; I won't go through with it. The project can stay."
"Small, weak, stupid, Dr. Smith, how can you let something like this influence you so easily," She taunted him. She walked up to Piers and scratched behind his ear. "I can't have you ruining my plans, the government's plans. But I'll give you a head start. You know," she laughed "To make a game out of it for Piers. Paul struggled to get up; he turned and ran for the door. Piers pounced onto his back, knocking him to the floor. "The time has come, Pauly."
"No wait! Stop!" he screamed.
Mulder heard all he could take, he grabbed his gun and rammed the door in. "FBI, stop or I'll shoot!" The room froze, no one moved.
Without warning Dr. Mitchell shouted, "Attack Agent Mulder!" In one motion he rose off Mr. Smith and dove onto Mulder. Mulder's second nature kicked in and he fired at his assailant hitting it square in the chest. It let out a yep, jumped off him, and ran out the door.
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Scully, Byers, and Langly ran through the building to where all the racket was coming from. How can the guards not hear us? Scully thought. Then something knocked Scully into Byers and into Frohike creating the domino effect, it felt hairy, like a dog or something, but she couldn't see exactly what it was.
"Scully, what was that?" Byers yelled out of breath.
Frohike got up, "I think that was the thing that we about hit in the car."
"Quit talking and let's move!" Scully continued running to where she left Mulder.
They got to the door and saw Mulder with his gun on Dr. Mitchell. "Your under arrest for one count of murder, 2 counts of attempted murder, 1 count of attempted murder on a federal officer. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be held against you." He carried on with the rest of the rights and hand cuffed her. "Dr. Smith, will you please call the cops." Paul ran to the phone and dialed.
"Mulder, what happened here?" Scully said looking around the clattered room.
"Oh. it's a long story." He breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's just sort things out then get back to D.C. now. "
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Epilogue
Phoenix, Arizona Smith Residence 10:30 pm
Dr. Paul Smith sat at home reading his paper thinking to himself; I'm so glad that I could send the rest of the family on vacation while this accident is being sorted out. He turned on the TV and let it run in the background. On the screen showed a woman in a lab coat being escorted by the police to one of the cars. An announced said, "Scientist, Denise Mitchell has been arrested for the murder of one of her employees and attempted murder of an FBI agent." As quickly as the story had came the screen switched to the weather.
"Stormy night ahead of us," Paul heard the news say, he had listened enough and switched it off.
"Now back to the paper," he said. On the front cover there was an article about recent animal killings. He shrugged off the thought about what happened in the lab. "Naw. couldn't be." Just then the door bell rang, startling him just a little bit. There was a crash of thunder and rain started pelting against the house. "Who would be out this late?" He arose from his chair and walked to the door, peering out the eye whole he saw no one was there. Paul opened the door and looked around. "Odd."
He made his was back to the family room and looked at the back door. It was wide open. "Something is going on here. No. It's just my imagination." He shut the door and sat back down. The hair on the back of his neck rose, slowly he turned to look what was behind him. Nothing, not a single thing, "Just my imagination" he kept telling himself. Then a smash came from the kitchen.
Running in he saw there was a glass cup shattered on the floor. "That's it. something is in here, I'm calling 911." Paul rushed to the phone dialing the numbers.
"Emergency 911, how may I help you?" a voice came from the other end.
"Yes, I need the cops at my house this instant. I'm supposed to be alone, but I don't think I am at the moment. Please hurry. Something is here!" He spoke softly into the receiver.
"Sir, what is your address?" asked the voice. Paul hadn't heard the last question. He was to busy staring at the darkened doorway leading back into the entry way of the house. For a second he thought he saw two distinct red dots floating.
He went back to the phone, "Excuse me. Can you repeat that again?"
"I asked what your address was?" she answered.
"It's-." From the darkness of the hallway, a creature jumped out at him. Paul yelled and the thing clawed at him.
The operator could tell something wasn't right, "Sir, Sir? Are you alright? What's going on?"
Struggling for breath Paul let out, "Help me! Its back!" and that was all she heard.
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The End. Or is it?
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Rie-Del Labs 11:00 pm.
"Hey, you two," Langly whispered into the mike. "Byers and Frohike are trapped inside and need you to get them out."
"Damn it."
Mr. Kramer looked confused, "Excuse me Agent Mulder?"
"Oh, I said uh, Slam it. Just watching the basketball game on TV," He pointed to the only screen that wasn't receiving a camera picture.
"Well, thank you Mr. Kramer. Agent Mulder and I will look into Dr. Mitchell once we get back to D.C." Scully said as she shook his hand and watched Mulder do the same. Then the guard walked them out the door.
"How are we going to get back in?" Mulder asked.
Langly came back on the speaker "Get ready."
They both paused, "Ready for wha-" Sparks from an electrical box started shooting out, then a big explosion. The lights all around the complex went out.
Mulder grabbed Scully's arm. "Come on, let's go!" They ran down the darkened path to a door.
"Is this it?" She reached into her pocked and took out her flash light. The door read 'Animal Research.' Mulder reached inside his pocket.
"Rats, I forgot my flashlight." He said.
"This is just not your week is it, first the flat tire and now the flash light. What next?" He sensed a bit of a bit of sarcasm in her voice.
"Thank goodness, I've got you though." She opened the door and led Mulder down the pitch black hallway. Some muffled voices came from one of the rooms. "Hey Scully, wait up, something's going on." He could tell one of them was yelling.
Scully was getting irritated, "Stay here if you want. I'm finding Byers and Frohike. Meet up down the hall, Langly can give you instructions." Mulder tried to get her attention but it was too late. She disappeared into the shadows.
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Paul Smith paced around the room. "Why the heck do you want to continue with it? We've already lost one member of the group and it's attacked my dog. What if it hadn't have been the dog, what if it was one of my kids? Or one of yours?"
"Dr. Smith, the board wants to continue the project. Just think about it, if we are able to create enough of them, the United States military would be unstoppable and we would be rich. No more, small Arizona lab, but a giant compound of high tech research tools. We would be famous. Your children could go to a private school. Just think of it." Dr. Mitchell sat at her desk watching him.
"I can't risk it. The FBI will catch on sooner or later that Baker's death wasn't an accident." Dr. Smith said.
"He was a minor. how could I put this. glitch in the plans. No one will miss him. He lived on that ranch all by himself, no family left."
Dr. Smith started getting jumpy, "Tell me, what did he do? Why did he deserve that?"
"He was going to take our project and make it nationally known. We'd be ruined."
"You have to stop the project though. That or. or. I'll."
"You'll what?" Dr. Mitchell smirked.
"I'll t-take it to the p-press. I don't care what happens to me. The world will know about it."
"Well. in that case. Piers!" She had called on something.
Paul Smith started looking around the room. "No! No! Please not him." The room suddenly got colder. Out from the darkness in the corner of the room, red eyes flashed and whatever it was made a frightening KAAATHHH noise.
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Scully ran down the corridor. "Keep going it should be to your left." Langly gave commands though her ear piece. She turned and looked at the door knob, the last number was spinning into place, lined up with the rest, and then there was a click. She turned the handle and say Byers and Frohike looking through papers.
"What the. " she saw the hybrid animals in the cages. "What's going on?"
"Government testing," Frohike said handing her a document.
Byers walked over, "It's been going on for 5 years now. The military wants a super animal that they can control. By taking the best quality out of each animal and making a new age version of Frankenstein."
Frohike looked into some more of the cages "The thermal vision of a snake, the speed of a cheetah, eyes of a hawk, and brain of a dolphin."
Scully came across a cage that had an animal that looked slightly like a bird but with the head of a dog, it barked at her then fluttered around.
"It says here that only one has successfully been created." Scully pointed to the top of the page, "That this one will obey them." Her cell phone made a loud ringing noise and launched the animals into panic.
"Hello," she answered.
"Agent Scully? This is Greg from the Meriden City Crime Lab. I ran a few more tests on your nail."
She motioned to Frohike to try and calm the animals down. "Yes, and?"
"Whatever this is, we found out that it has the DNA of different animals."
"I could have told you that."
He sounded surprised, "How would you have known?"
"Never mind, anything else?"
"Well I did a tox-screen and found traces Laburnum in it." He told her.
"Laburnum... isn't that a poison that dries out the blood?" she wondered.
"Yes, and it runs through the middle of the nail. I'm speculating that it attacks its enemies with its nails then injects the poison. But in a matter of minutes the poison and blood are gone and can not be traced. That's probably why you didn't find any of this in your autopsy or the dead dog. Oh and Agent Scully, you need to stay away from this animal. Make sure your partner knows about this also."
She dropped her phone, "Mulder!" _______________________________________________________________________
Piers walked forward, revealing his true form. Paul Smith looked up in dread at creature. Its feet were of talons, legs of a cheetah, body of a bear, and the head of a jackal. It seemed to grin at him as it walked first on four legs then rose up to its back. The eyes, they shimmered in the dim glow of the emergency lights. "Please!" Dr. Smith pleaded "I take it back; I won't go through with it. The project can stay."
"Small, weak, stupid, Dr. Smith, how can you let something like this influence you so easily," She taunted him. She walked up to Piers and scratched behind his ear. "I can't have you ruining my plans, the government's plans. But I'll give you a head start. You know," she laughed "To make a game out of it for Piers. Paul struggled to get up; he turned and ran for the door. Piers pounced onto his back, knocking him to the floor. "The time has come, Pauly."
"No wait! Stop!" he screamed.
Mulder heard all he could take, he grabbed his gun and rammed the door in. "FBI, stop or I'll shoot!" The room froze, no one moved.
Without warning Dr. Mitchell shouted, "Attack Agent Mulder!" In one motion he rose off Mr. Smith and dove onto Mulder. Mulder's second nature kicked in and he fired at his assailant hitting it square in the chest. It let out a yep, jumped off him, and ran out the door.
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Scully, Byers, and Langly ran through the building to where all the racket was coming from. How can the guards not hear us? Scully thought. Then something knocked Scully into Byers and into Frohike creating the domino effect, it felt hairy, like a dog or something, but she couldn't see exactly what it was.
"Scully, what was that?" Byers yelled out of breath.
Frohike got up, "I think that was the thing that we about hit in the car."
"Quit talking and let's move!" Scully continued running to where she left Mulder.
They got to the door and saw Mulder with his gun on Dr. Mitchell. "Your under arrest for one count of murder, 2 counts of attempted murder, 1 count of attempted murder on a federal officer. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be held against you." He carried on with the rest of the rights and hand cuffed her. "Dr. Smith, will you please call the cops." Paul ran to the phone and dialed.
"Mulder, what happened here?" Scully said looking around the clattered room.
"Oh. it's a long story." He breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's just sort things out then get back to D.C. now. "
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Epilogue
Phoenix, Arizona Smith Residence 10:30 pm
Dr. Paul Smith sat at home reading his paper thinking to himself; I'm so glad that I could send the rest of the family on vacation while this accident is being sorted out. He turned on the TV and let it run in the background. On the screen showed a woman in a lab coat being escorted by the police to one of the cars. An announced said, "Scientist, Denise Mitchell has been arrested for the murder of one of her employees and attempted murder of an FBI agent." As quickly as the story had came the screen switched to the weather.
"Stormy night ahead of us," Paul heard the news say, he had listened enough and switched it off.
"Now back to the paper," he said. On the front cover there was an article about recent animal killings. He shrugged off the thought about what happened in the lab. "Naw. couldn't be." Just then the door bell rang, startling him just a little bit. There was a crash of thunder and rain started pelting against the house. "Who would be out this late?" He arose from his chair and walked to the door, peering out the eye whole he saw no one was there. Paul opened the door and looked around. "Odd."
He made his was back to the family room and looked at the back door. It was wide open. "Something is going on here. No. It's just my imagination." He shut the door and sat back down. The hair on the back of his neck rose, slowly he turned to look what was behind him. Nothing, not a single thing, "Just my imagination" he kept telling himself. Then a smash came from the kitchen.
Running in he saw there was a glass cup shattered on the floor. "That's it. something is in here, I'm calling 911." Paul rushed to the phone dialing the numbers.
"Emergency 911, how may I help you?" a voice came from the other end.
"Yes, I need the cops at my house this instant. I'm supposed to be alone, but I don't think I am at the moment. Please hurry. Something is here!" He spoke softly into the receiver.
"Sir, what is your address?" asked the voice. Paul hadn't heard the last question. He was to busy staring at the darkened doorway leading back into the entry way of the house. For a second he thought he saw two distinct red dots floating.
He went back to the phone, "Excuse me. Can you repeat that again?"
"I asked what your address was?" she answered.
"It's-." From the darkness of the hallway, a creature jumped out at him. Paul yelled and the thing clawed at him.
The operator could tell something wasn't right, "Sir, Sir? Are you alright? What's going on?"
Struggling for breath Paul let out, "Help me! Its back!" and that was all she heard.
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The End. Or is it?
