Name: Urban Legends
Author: Take a wild guess =D It's all me.
Summary: A quiet New York City community is hit by a wave of uncanny rodent killings, which, soon enough, lead to larger problems. Special Agents Mulder and Scully take up the case, and are quick to find out rush hour traffic is the least of one's worries in the big city.
Setting: Set around the beginning of season 6, somewhere between the time span from "Dreamland II" and "Terms of Endearment." I hop around dates, to keep with the season's episodes ["How the Ghosts Stole Christmas" will have happened. I'm that good.]
Category: Suspense, Mystery and Drama? Sci-Fi too; after all, this is an X- Files fic. And some Horror. Dang it. Can't pick just one category -Cough- Some MSR hinted at. Nothing too fluffy, because I'm a sucker for mushy sappiness, and I want to keep serious while writing this =) But of course, being set after the movie and all, there's no way around it. And we wouldn't have it any other way. I'd say it's more of M/S UST. Teehee. Leave it to me to turn such a simple, few-word answer into a complicated deal.
Rating: PG-13? I dunno. I'm 16, and nothing in this work surpasses me, but I'm an odd person, so I'm not sure of how ratings are taken into effect and all, but. I know I have a point, and I'm going to make it some time soon, yew just wait =) Yes. PG-13 should cover it, with some moments of rated-R scenes for violence and language. I'm done now.
Spoilers: Spoilers for any XF is fair game [there will be a warning before a chapter if a specific episode is referred to.]
Disclaimer: Any X-Files characters yew can point at and scream 'I know yew!' aren't mine =) I'm just abducting them from the aliens for a few hours of my lazy life to pour them into my mindless storylines in order to liven things up in my boring old day. Anyone who doesn't mean a rat's butt to yew is probably a figment of my imagination, thanks =) Don't sue. I will not give up my only possession [my golden retriever doggie] for anything! Well maybe for mass amounts of cheese. Chocolate is good too. As is coke. And then there's...
Archive: If yew find the story worth it, please feel free. Might wanna wait until I see if it's liked and I finish it. Then just drop me a buzz at shadowkam@aol.com and I'll send ya a full copy!
A/N: Right then. Hey folks! Me again [that is, if you've read my "debut" X- Files story, Endless Nights. If not, then a) go read it and b) hi :) I'm DK.] Well now. I've finally found the time to start posting this story. See, I started writing this even before I began Endless Nights, but I kinda wanted to get the whole story, or at least a few chapters, written before I began posting. Well, at my rate, I'll have the story done by next year if I'm lucky. So, I figured I might as well start posting, cuz reviews always knock some sense into me and remind me to go and, well, write.
Before I let you go, let me share a little background information. The plot and setting of this story is somewhat from experience. I use to live in the building complex which is featured in my story, and I use to have many interesting adventures with my best friend in the underground garage. I have always been fascinated with monster tales and ghost stories, and I am a true believe of "strange" and unexplained things. This story is, of course, fiction. But, you never know.
Other then that, I really don't have many comments as of yet. This chapter basically sets the mood for the story. Things are gonna start out slow and steady, and eventually speed up as the plot get deeper. This is going to be a long fic - about 12 chapters at least. So if ya get into it, be ready for quite a wait between chapters (at least two weeks.) Read and review as always! I love feedback =) And without further a due, here's Urban Legends, Chapter 1!
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December 8
Park City Estates Lot Queens, New York
It was another late, wintry night and the atmosphere, brisk and oddly unnerving, was thick with tension.
Sixteen year old Elizabeth Morris sighed deeply; her wary gaze following the misty swirls of vapor air that resulting from her breath touching the near-freezing air.
She had been waiting in the shadows outside her building's garage entrance for nearly an hour, accompanied only by the sound of the chilling December wind brushing the bare trees overhead.
Every so often, she would see another random soul walking along the street, eerily highlighted by the dim yellow streetlights. But the past few minutes, the block had been completely lifeless, and that brought a chill up and down Elizabeth's spine.
After all, this was New York. And there was always someone outside; either running home late from a long day at the office, or rushing to attend a nightshift job, or even those unfortunate beings that simply had nowhere to go at this hour, and resorted to prowling the streets in search of an escape.
Thoroughly trapped in this random train of thought, the young girl had barely noticed four other figures walking up behind her, until a low "Hello Clarice" was whispered in her ear, causing Elizabeth to scream and turn around in time to observe her boyfriend, Keith, along with her best friend, Brooke, erupting into laughter at her reaction, while a common classmate of theirs - Edward-something, if she recalled correctly - was standing silently to the side.
"Keith Huntington, you jerk! That wasn't funny!" She had to wait a few moments for the two teens to calm down and regain control of their breathing.
"Ohhh, really now? Well, the look on your face was funny enough from this angle, Liz." Brooke, a thin-framed blonde, grinned sheepishly, the last traces of her hysterical laughing fit lingered to a look of playful mock, while Keith came in closer to plant a reassuring kiss on his girlfriend's forehead, before giving her a pricelessly apologetic grin.
Before Elizabeth had a chance to scowl further, just for the joy it brought her to make Keith feel guilty, she noticed a much smaller figure come out from behind Edward - who was still standing a few feet to the side, seemingly nervous.
"What the hell?"
"Oh yeah. I had to-"
"I can't believe this! What the hell are we suppose to do with her?" Elizabeth stepped away from the sandy-haired boy that had stolen her heart a few months ago, not the least bit fazed by his attempted interruption. Keith sighed and tried to explain yet again.
"It's not my fault. The brat was up watching a stupid science fiction movie marathon and she said she'd wake up my grandma unless I let her come. There was nothing I could do, Liz." The boy's watery blue eyes glared murderously at his 9-year old sister, who merely grinned and stood her ground beside Edward.
"There is no way she's coming."
"We can't leave her out here, Lizzy." Brooke took the jump into the heated argument, keeping her voice low. It was passing midnight now, and all they needed was for one of the community residents to wake up and call security on them. "Emma promised she'd be a good girl and behave if we allowed her to tag along. Isn't that right, Em-honey?" With a careless shrug followed by a nod from younger child, Brooke went on. "Everything's still going according to plan. We just have - an additional groupie."
"No way. We are not doing this. It's too risky."
"Don't be like that." Keith leaned in.
"I'm tired and it's freezing cold. Plus it's getting really late. Let's just call it off."
"I have to agree, you guys."
Everyone stopped and looked dead on at Edward, who, for the first time the past 15 minutes, had voiced his opinion. Of course, now was not a good time.
"Shut up, Eddy. No one asked you. Liz; we came all the way out here-"
"No. I don't feel like doing this now. You do whatever you want but I'm out. Good night." Her mind made up, Elizabeth shook her head and shot the group a frustrated look before turning around and walking off towards her building without so much as a glance back.
A few seconds of silence passed, then-
"I guess I'll be going now." Edward attempted to slip out with that, but a strong male hand grasped his shoulder before he could move much further.
"Hang on a second, Eddy-Boy. You agreed to come; you're staying. Forget Liz. She'll be sorry she missed out."
The authoritative sandy-haired boy nodded to Brooke, who returned the gesture and strolled over to the brick wall beside them, extracting a small key from her coat pocket and slipping it into a boxlike structure that emerged from the wall. With an almost unheard 'click,' the rusty automatic garage door started painfully creaking open.
The three teenagers, along with the younger girl who was now anxiously holding her brother's hand, slipped into the silent underground lot and made their way towards the restricted section as the doors slid closed.
Soft drips of water echoed through the large, low-ceiling area while two swamp-green eyes lingered behind the shadows of a parked Jeep; the fresh remains of what was once a rather large rat lay motionless on the ground.
As night progressed, the desperate screams that tore through the still garage were met by the wind's chilling roar outside.
Overhead, hundreds of people slept blissfully and unknowing...
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A/N: Hee. This is where I remind yew to review =D Tell me if ya think this story is worth hearing, because I'm not even one-third the way through typing it and if there's no response I can easily just stop. Next chapter is when Mulder and Scully come in, and if ya'll wanna get there, better gimme something to go on. I just have some more details to add and a proofread to do and I'll be ready to post Chapter 2 in a few days. But, only if yew want it! -DKers
Author: Take a wild guess =D It's all me.
Summary: A quiet New York City community is hit by a wave of uncanny rodent killings, which, soon enough, lead to larger problems. Special Agents Mulder and Scully take up the case, and are quick to find out rush hour traffic is the least of one's worries in the big city.
Setting: Set around the beginning of season 6, somewhere between the time span from "Dreamland II" and "Terms of Endearment." I hop around dates, to keep with the season's episodes ["How the Ghosts Stole Christmas" will have happened. I'm that good.]
Category: Suspense, Mystery and Drama? Sci-Fi too; after all, this is an X- Files fic. And some Horror. Dang it. Can't pick just one category -Cough- Some MSR hinted at. Nothing too fluffy, because I'm a sucker for mushy sappiness, and I want to keep serious while writing this =) But of course, being set after the movie and all, there's no way around it. And we wouldn't have it any other way. I'd say it's more of M/S UST. Teehee. Leave it to me to turn such a simple, few-word answer into a complicated deal.
Rating: PG-13? I dunno. I'm 16, and nothing in this work surpasses me, but I'm an odd person, so I'm not sure of how ratings are taken into effect and all, but. I know I have a point, and I'm going to make it some time soon, yew just wait =) Yes. PG-13 should cover it, with some moments of rated-R scenes for violence and language. I'm done now.
Spoilers: Spoilers for any XF is fair game [there will be a warning before a chapter if a specific episode is referred to.]
Disclaimer: Any X-Files characters yew can point at and scream 'I know yew!' aren't mine =) I'm just abducting them from the aliens for a few hours of my lazy life to pour them into my mindless storylines in order to liven things up in my boring old day. Anyone who doesn't mean a rat's butt to yew is probably a figment of my imagination, thanks =) Don't sue. I will not give up my only possession [my golden retriever doggie] for anything! Well maybe for mass amounts of cheese. Chocolate is good too. As is coke. And then there's...
Archive: If yew find the story worth it, please feel free. Might wanna wait until I see if it's liked and I finish it. Then just drop me a buzz at shadowkam@aol.com and I'll send ya a full copy!
A/N: Right then. Hey folks! Me again [that is, if you've read my "debut" X- Files story, Endless Nights. If not, then a) go read it and b) hi :) I'm DK.] Well now. I've finally found the time to start posting this story. See, I started writing this even before I began Endless Nights, but I kinda wanted to get the whole story, or at least a few chapters, written before I began posting. Well, at my rate, I'll have the story done by next year if I'm lucky. So, I figured I might as well start posting, cuz reviews always knock some sense into me and remind me to go and, well, write.
Before I let you go, let me share a little background information. The plot and setting of this story is somewhat from experience. I use to live in the building complex which is featured in my story, and I use to have many interesting adventures with my best friend in the underground garage. I have always been fascinated with monster tales and ghost stories, and I am a true believe of "strange" and unexplained things. This story is, of course, fiction. But, you never know.
Other then that, I really don't have many comments as of yet. This chapter basically sets the mood for the story. Things are gonna start out slow and steady, and eventually speed up as the plot get deeper. This is going to be a long fic - about 12 chapters at least. So if ya get into it, be ready for quite a wait between chapters (at least two weeks.) Read and review as always! I love feedback =) And without further a due, here's Urban Legends, Chapter 1!
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December 8
Park City Estates Lot Queens, New York
It was another late, wintry night and the atmosphere, brisk and oddly unnerving, was thick with tension.
Sixteen year old Elizabeth Morris sighed deeply; her wary gaze following the misty swirls of vapor air that resulting from her breath touching the near-freezing air.
She had been waiting in the shadows outside her building's garage entrance for nearly an hour, accompanied only by the sound of the chilling December wind brushing the bare trees overhead.
Every so often, she would see another random soul walking along the street, eerily highlighted by the dim yellow streetlights. But the past few minutes, the block had been completely lifeless, and that brought a chill up and down Elizabeth's spine.
After all, this was New York. And there was always someone outside; either running home late from a long day at the office, or rushing to attend a nightshift job, or even those unfortunate beings that simply had nowhere to go at this hour, and resorted to prowling the streets in search of an escape.
Thoroughly trapped in this random train of thought, the young girl had barely noticed four other figures walking up behind her, until a low "Hello Clarice" was whispered in her ear, causing Elizabeth to scream and turn around in time to observe her boyfriend, Keith, along with her best friend, Brooke, erupting into laughter at her reaction, while a common classmate of theirs - Edward-something, if she recalled correctly - was standing silently to the side.
"Keith Huntington, you jerk! That wasn't funny!" She had to wait a few moments for the two teens to calm down and regain control of their breathing.
"Ohhh, really now? Well, the look on your face was funny enough from this angle, Liz." Brooke, a thin-framed blonde, grinned sheepishly, the last traces of her hysterical laughing fit lingered to a look of playful mock, while Keith came in closer to plant a reassuring kiss on his girlfriend's forehead, before giving her a pricelessly apologetic grin.
Before Elizabeth had a chance to scowl further, just for the joy it brought her to make Keith feel guilty, she noticed a much smaller figure come out from behind Edward - who was still standing a few feet to the side, seemingly nervous.
"What the hell?"
"Oh yeah. I had to-"
"I can't believe this! What the hell are we suppose to do with her?" Elizabeth stepped away from the sandy-haired boy that had stolen her heart a few months ago, not the least bit fazed by his attempted interruption. Keith sighed and tried to explain yet again.
"It's not my fault. The brat was up watching a stupid science fiction movie marathon and she said she'd wake up my grandma unless I let her come. There was nothing I could do, Liz." The boy's watery blue eyes glared murderously at his 9-year old sister, who merely grinned and stood her ground beside Edward.
"There is no way she's coming."
"We can't leave her out here, Lizzy." Brooke took the jump into the heated argument, keeping her voice low. It was passing midnight now, and all they needed was for one of the community residents to wake up and call security on them. "Emma promised she'd be a good girl and behave if we allowed her to tag along. Isn't that right, Em-honey?" With a careless shrug followed by a nod from younger child, Brooke went on. "Everything's still going according to plan. We just have - an additional groupie."
"No way. We are not doing this. It's too risky."
"Don't be like that." Keith leaned in.
"I'm tired and it's freezing cold. Plus it's getting really late. Let's just call it off."
"I have to agree, you guys."
Everyone stopped and looked dead on at Edward, who, for the first time the past 15 minutes, had voiced his opinion. Of course, now was not a good time.
"Shut up, Eddy. No one asked you. Liz; we came all the way out here-"
"No. I don't feel like doing this now. You do whatever you want but I'm out. Good night." Her mind made up, Elizabeth shook her head and shot the group a frustrated look before turning around and walking off towards her building without so much as a glance back.
A few seconds of silence passed, then-
"I guess I'll be going now." Edward attempted to slip out with that, but a strong male hand grasped his shoulder before he could move much further.
"Hang on a second, Eddy-Boy. You agreed to come; you're staying. Forget Liz. She'll be sorry she missed out."
The authoritative sandy-haired boy nodded to Brooke, who returned the gesture and strolled over to the brick wall beside them, extracting a small key from her coat pocket and slipping it into a boxlike structure that emerged from the wall. With an almost unheard 'click,' the rusty automatic garage door started painfully creaking open.
The three teenagers, along with the younger girl who was now anxiously holding her brother's hand, slipped into the silent underground lot and made their way towards the restricted section as the doors slid closed.
Soft drips of water echoed through the large, low-ceiling area while two swamp-green eyes lingered behind the shadows of a parked Jeep; the fresh remains of what was once a rather large rat lay motionless on the ground.
As night progressed, the desperate screams that tore through the still garage were met by the wind's chilling roar outside.
Overhead, hundreds of people slept blissfully and unknowing...
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A/N: Hee. This is where I remind yew to review =D Tell me if ya think this story is worth hearing, because I'm not even one-third the way through typing it and if there's no response I can easily just stop. Next chapter is when Mulder and Scully come in, and if ya'll wanna get there, better gimme something to go on. I just have some more details to add and a proofread to do and I'll be ready to post Chapter 2 in a few days. But, only if yew want it! -DKers