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~Disclaimer. I don't think Texarkla is a real city, which is why I'm using it as a location. However, if it is, MY Texarkla isn't based on the real Texarkla~
[8:30 P.M. Texarkla Elementary, Middle and High school's basement. ]
"We don't have a real jail, so we locked 'em up down here."
Mulder merely sighed and walked in. He had spent many hours locked up in his school, too.
"What are their names?"
"Nicole, Andrea, and Jaclyn, from left to right."
Mulder walked in, and almost walked back out. In the basement light, he couldn't really tell, but for a second he had thought he was looking at three of the same girl. Closer inspection revealed subtle differences. But for the most they were the same. Black hair, tall and lanky, and piercing green eyes.
'So much for this not being an X-File' He thought to himself.
Mulder stared at the girls. They stared back. He stared at them for a few more minutes. They stared back.
'Doesn't this feel like we're back in elementary school.' He thought to himself.
Smith cleared his throat.
"If you don't mind, I'll just wait outside."
"Of course not," answered Mulder. He had decided to treat these girls like they were simply normal witnesses to a crime.
"Hi. I'm agent Mulder. How are you three doing?" They simply stared at him. "O.K. I'm sorry they locked you up down here. They didn't have a reason." They stared again. "Do you know anything about those bodies that you found?" Nothing registered in there faces.
Mulder's brow furrowed slightly and he turned around and walked out the door.
"Smith, have they been like that since they have been in there?"
"What, yellin', screamin' and cursin' like that?"
"What do you mean?"
"Those little girls. Can't you hear them right now?" asked Smith, as if Mulder was a little dense.
"All they did when I walked in was stared through me and stay silent."
"That's not what happened. I left because I hadn't heard that many profanities in one string since the Navy recruits came through town.
Mulder tried to deepen his frown but realized that if he did he would pull a face muscle.
"Could you do me a favor and get a video camera?"
"The only person that I know that owns one is..."
"Spare me. Get the owner and the camera down here."
*****
Five minutes later, Mulder, Smith and the new guy had a camera set up looking through the widow, but out of sight of the little girls.
"Alright." said Mulder. "We will all three walk in there, careful not to block the camera, stay there for a few minutes, the walk out."
They all three walked in. Mulder saw three staring little girls. He looked at Smith. His face was a mask of disgust. He looked at the other guy. He was backed against the wall gasping with a look of pure terror on his face. The man batted around his head as though he was trying to fend something off. Mulder grabbed the man, yelled at smith, and ran out of the room.
The man was unconscious. When he came to, Mulder and Smith were about to review the tape.
"Ahh, good you're up." said Mulder cheerfully. "What did you see?"
"What do you mean?" asked the man in a deep voice. It sounded a little shaky.
The sheriff drew a flask from his boot, took a swig and handed it to the man. The man drank what seemed half of the flask then offered it to Mulder. When he declined, the man drank the rest and handed the flask back to the sheriff.
"Now, what do you mean?" asked the man, a little more steady.
"Exactly what I said." answered Mulder.
"I saw those little witches cast a spell that sent a swarm of bees at me!" screamed the man.
Mulder and Smith looked at each other.
"You think I'm crazy, don't you?" asked the man on the verge of hysteria."
"No." said Mulder. "It's just that I saw the three girls staring through us."
"And I saw three swearin', spitin', kickin', cussin'," Mulder stopped the ramble with a glare. "little girls." Finished the man lamely.
"So you see," said Mulder. " This video camera should tell us what it really was."
"How will it do that?" asked the man.
"It's simple. I think we're suffering from a delusion of some sort, or perhaps two of us are crazy. We can tell what it is from this camera."
"What if the camera's a delusion?" asked the sheriff.
"Then we're in trouble." answered Mulder.
They all watched the view screen on camera. What they saw made Mulder pull a face muscle...
Mulder began to rub his brow muscle. He backed the tape up. Yep. It. was still there. The three little girls were sitting in a circle, chanting. Wisps of smoke were coming out of their bodies into strange shapes.
'Alright.' thought Mulder to himself. 'So I am having hallucinations. But, I'll play along with them.' "If I don't come out in ten minutes, send in the marines." said Mulder to Smith.
"Gottcha." answered Smith. He looked completely serious.
"It was a... a joke... oh never mind." said Mulder, sighing heavily.
"Of course.. heh heh." Smith grinned sheepishly.
"I'm out of here." said the man.
"Can I use your camera?" asked Mulder.
"Sure. It's probably possessed anyways."
Mulder rubbed the bridge of his nose, rather annoyed. "*Thanks*". He steeled himself, now wishing that he had had a sip of that whiskey, and walked in. There were the three girls, sitting and staring.
"O.K." said Mulder putting the camera up to his eye. "I can see through your cloaking spell." 'God I must sound like an idiot.' he thought to himself. But the did look different in the camera.
"Yes you do." said one of the girls, Jaclyn he thought.
"Yes, I am Jaclyn, and you are right and wrong. It is not a cloaking spell. Any idiot first generation witch can perform one of those. This is an alternate view spell. It takes at least three third generation witches to perform it." The skin around Jaclyn's eye suddenly turned a deep shade of purple. She didn't flinch.
"You silence must remain a fact." said Nicole and Andrea as one.
All three girls rose as one , and turned their backs to Mulder. It was clear to him that there would be no more discussion that night. Something caught his eye, though. He walked towards Andrea. There was a scar behind her ear. He reached up and touched it gently. The girls turned together. The fury and hate in their eyes was enough to make Mulder flinch. They roared together.
"HOW DARE YOU LOOK AT THE SACRED SCARS OF OUR ORDEALS."
He felt a searing pain in his chest, and was suddenly soaring through the air, and slamming through the door. 'Scully's going to like this.' He thought, right before blacking out.