Finally my writers block has left me, and I've started a new story which
I've been working on for a few weeks(it's not yet completely written.)
Genre: Angst/Drama
Rating: PG(13?)
Email Me: sidle821@hotmail.com
Summary: Something strange occurs while Mulder and Scully are searching for
missing persons in the woods. Events unfold that put Mulder in a very
"forgetful" position and Scully searching for answers.
Disclaimer: Of course I do not own any rights to the x files..blah blah
blah..
*CHAPTER 1*
...
The towering forest of trees was overpowering as the moonlight struck the branches just right; the sky above them casted in a violet haze.
Mulder wasn't sure exactly what he was looking for or what he was going to find. All he knew was that there were three dissapearances within the past fourty-eight hours which occured in the same area, and he knew this forest was known for sightings. He promised the loved ones of these people that he would find them, and he intended on keeping his word.
Lights danced from above them as they ran through the shrubbery as fast as they could. The air was chilling and there were loud noises coming from the skies above them. They would stop every so often to see if they could get a better look at what it was they were chasing, but the light blinded them before they could even get a glance. It appeared that there was only one aircraft however, and it was considerably noisy for being the only one in the sky. A hurricane of wind was created and circled around them as they fought to find out more about this aircraft.
Screams could be heard in the distance and a thick warmth began to surround the whole area. The scent of black smoke filled the air and the warmth grew hotter. As they tried to escape, the flames seemed to creep even closer to them.
The light from the craft above them started to descend and neither of them could see anything around them at this point.
They began yelling out eachother's names to make sure the other was alright.
"Mulder?" Scully yelled from down below. But he could not answer her.
...
As he opened his eyes they began to adjust slowly to the brightness of the room surrounding him. When his surroundings finally became visable, he could not believe his eyes. He couldn't believe he was experiencing this, seeing with his own eyes the truth he had been searching for for so long a time. He peered around in amazement, absorbing as much of this as he could.
He looked around the room for Scully but concluded that she was still on the ground. Even if she was there for him to talk to, he would not be capable of speaking.
He began taking mental pictures in his head, capturing as much of the room as he could. Many truths had been burried in this ship, which he knew had to be only one of many other spacecrafts. But had he come too close this time? Was there someone or something aboard the spacecraft who planned on keeping him there for research? He wasn't sure, it looked like something the military had set up and was running, but he didn't want to stick around too long to find out. Still he couldn't pass the opportunity of uncovering the truths which were in that room.
With information from this room alone, he could prove beyond a doubt the many lies which circled around the government. He could even prove things about his sister, and Scully's abduction. All of the answers seemed to be right within his grasp.
As he prepared himself to journey deeper into the ship, something stopped him. His opportunity had been lost as he was sucked out of the craft and hurled back onto the ground just as fast as he had been taken up moments before.
...
"Yea, I've got a male here who matches the description of our missing persons," the officer said, speaking loudly into his radio.
"Sir, can you hear me?" the officer asked while feeling for the man's pulse.
Mulder didn't quite have the strength to open his eyes to see who was talking to him, but he soon did so when he realized that his clothing was damp. He opened his eyes to realize he was laying on top of the dew covered grass in the middle of a forest.
"Very good. My men are on their way to assist you shortly. What is his condition?" a voice crackled from the other end of the radio.
The officer seemed relieved to see him open his eyes.
"He has opened his eyes sir, " he stated into the radio.
"Do you have confirmation of his identity?" the voice asked.
"Sir, can you tell me your name?" he asked Mulder.
Despite how much he wanted to talk, Mulder couldn't bring himself to utter a word. He felt so tired and dazed. He just stared at the man blankly, his mouth moving slightly but still no answer coming out of it.
Recieving no response, the man pulled Mulder's suit coat open and retrieved a wallet from the inside pocket. Inside it had his driver's license with an older picture of him on it. It read Daniel Foster; brown hair, hazel eyes, six feet tall, 170 pounds.
"Confirming a positive I.D. on our Daniel Foster. We've got our guy," he reported.
...
Feedback is not only needed but appreciated ;)
thanks for reading, I will have Chapter 2 up within a week :)
~*Jess*~
*CHAPTER 1*
...
The towering forest of trees was overpowering as the moonlight struck the branches just right; the sky above them casted in a violet haze.
Mulder wasn't sure exactly what he was looking for or what he was going to find. All he knew was that there were three dissapearances within the past fourty-eight hours which occured in the same area, and he knew this forest was known for sightings. He promised the loved ones of these people that he would find them, and he intended on keeping his word.
Lights danced from above them as they ran through the shrubbery as fast as they could. The air was chilling and there were loud noises coming from the skies above them. They would stop every so often to see if they could get a better look at what it was they were chasing, but the light blinded them before they could even get a glance. It appeared that there was only one aircraft however, and it was considerably noisy for being the only one in the sky. A hurricane of wind was created and circled around them as they fought to find out more about this aircraft.
Screams could be heard in the distance and a thick warmth began to surround the whole area. The scent of black smoke filled the air and the warmth grew hotter. As they tried to escape, the flames seemed to creep even closer to them.
The light from the craft above them started to descend and neither of them could see anything around them at this point.
They began yelling out eachother's names to make sure the other was alright.
"Mulder?" Scully yelled from down below. But he could not answer her.
...
As he opened his eyes they began to adjust slowly to the brightness of the room surrounding him. When his surroundings finally became visable, he could not believe his eyes. He couldn't believe he was experiencing this, seeing with his own eyes the truth he had been searching for for so long a time. He peered around in amazement, absorbing as much of this as he could.
He looked around the room for Scully but concluded that she was still on the ground. Even if she was there for him to talk to, he would not be capable of speaking.
He began taking mental pictures in his head, capturing as much of the room as he could. Many truths had been burried in this ship, which he knew had to be only one of many other spacecrafts. But had he come too close this time? Was there someone or something aboard the spacecraft who planned on keeping him there for research? He wasn't sure, it looked like something the military had set up and was running, but he didn't want to stick around too long to find out. Still he couldn't pass the opportunity of uncovering the truths which were in that room.
With information from this room alone, he could prove beyond a doubt the many lies which circled around the government. He could even prove things about his sister, and Scully's abduction. All of the answers seemed to be right within his grasp.
As he prepared himself to journey deeper into the ship, something stopped him. His opportunity had been lost as he was sucked out of the craft and hurled back onto the ground just as fast as he had been taken up moments before.
...
"Yea, I've got a male here who matches the description of our missing persons," the officer said, speaking loudly into his radio.
"Sir, can you hear me?" the officer asked while feeling for the man's pulse.
Mulder didn't quite have the strength to open his eyes to see who was talking to him, but he soon did so when he realized that his clothing was damp. He opened his eyes to realize he was laying on top of the dew covered grass in the middle of a forest.
"Very good. My men are on their way to assist you shortly. What is his condition?" a voice crackled from the other end of the radio.
The officer seemed relieved to see him open his eyes.
"He has opened his eyes sir, " he stated into the radio.
"Do you have confirmation of his identity?" the voice asked.
"Sir, can you tell me your name?" he asked Mulder.
Despite how much he wanted to talk, Mulder couldn't bring himself to utter a word. He felt so tired and dazed. He just stared at the man blankly, his mouth moving slightly but still no answer coming out of it.
Recieving no response, the man pulled Mulder's suit coat open and retrieved a wallet from the inside pocket. Inside it had his driver's license with an older picture of him on it. It read Daniel Foster; brown hair, hazel eyes, six feet tall, 170 pounds.
"Confirming a positive I.D. on our Daniel Foster. We've got our guy," he reported.
...
Feedback is not only needed but appreciated ;)
thanks for reading, I will have Chapter 2 up within a week :)
~*Jess*~