A/N
I do not own the X-Files or any of the characters, but I do own the fic. Please do not take anything from this. I'm not sure if this has been done yet, but I hope you enjoy my version.
Short - Series.
Summary~ A mysterious woman, with wings of an angel and eyes of a demon, steps onto San Francisco soil and seduces men with her voice. When Mulder and Scully are investigating the case, Mulder falls under the woman's control. Will he obey her command and try to murder Scully or will his love for her stop him? MSR.
Femme Fatale
Lady Sanna
San Francisco, California
11:40 p.m.
Three sixteen-wheeler trucks descended down a dark, deserted road. The engines roared through the forest as they passed by the thick blanket of trees. Fog surrounded the trucks and rain started to drop from the dark heavy clouds.
Out of nowhere, a woman with long black hair steps onto the road. Her eyes were pitch black, as if they were just holes. Her clothes were practically rags as they lay against her pale flesh. Yet she was so beautiful against the dark night.
The trucker saw her form in the fog and screeched to a halt.
"Do you see that?" He said over on the intercom to his companions. "It looks like a woman... Is she crazy? What the heck is she doing out here all by herself?"
"Do you want me to check it out?" One of the men asked.
"Nah, I'll do it." He got out and started to walk toward the slender figure. "Excuse me, Miss. Do you need help?" The fog was getting thicker as he neared her. "Hello?" He looked around and found himself completely surrounded by thick clouds. He couldn't see anything, but the woman's silhouette. "Hey, what's going on?"
Her red lips parted and a song echoed through the air from her mouth. It was soothing yet painful. The man clutched at his chest and tried to cover his ears. "Ah! I can't feel my body!" He fell to his knees on the cold gravel.
The woman steps forth and he can clearly see her. She leans close to him and whispers into his ear. "Kill them." She smiles and steps back. Wings come out from her back and a blinding light shoots up from the ground. "Do it now." Her voice sounded so seductive that he couldn't resist.
The light disappeared along with the mysterious woman and the fog lifted from the ground, making it easier to see. His companions ran to him.
"What happened?" They walked him back to his truck. There was something different about him. "Hey, I asked you what happened."
The man reached under the seat and pulled out his gun. He aimed it at his associates. "Good bye." He fired twice and their bodies fell to the cold ground.
He then heard her voice again. "People will find out and you will be found guilty. Do not let them find you. ...You know what to do..."
He looked down at his gun and realized what she meant. He raised his gun to his head and pulled the trigger.
*~*~*
9:21 a.m.
Mulder and Scully's car pulled up to the crime scene. Several police cars surrounded the area, blocking off the roadway. The two agents get out and walk over to the policeman who was in charge.
"Agents Mulder and Scully from the FBI." They showed their badge and he let them through.
"What happened here?" Mulder surveyed the area, while Scully checked out the bodies.
"Three white men, ages 45, 43, and 52 were found on the road dead this morning. It seems that the three men were transporting goods to Sacramento and somehow they have been killed by one of the men. We don't exactly know why he did it, but his finger prints were all over the gun. The suspect's name is Richard Kalvin and his buddies were Dan Lawson and Barry Dennison."
The FBI agent thought a bit. "Did Kalvin have a record of psychosis?" Mulder took out a latex glove and picked up the bullet that was shot from the gun.
"No. His friends and family said that he would never attempt to murder anyone. He wouldn't hurt a fly." He rested his hands on his belt. "What do you think?"
"I'm not sure, but I'll let you know as soon as I get something." He knew that what he was going to say was not going to make sense to the policeman. Although, nothing he said did make sense at all.
He walked over to Scully, who was still examining the bodies. A confused look was on her face. "Did you find anything unusual?"
She stood up. "Um, no actually. But I'll probably have to do an autopsy to make sure there wasn't something I missed. How about you?"
"Not yet, but I have a feeling I'll find something very interesting soon." He looked around and spotted something white on the ground a few feet from the crime scene. Mulder walked over to the object and found out that it was a large, white feather.
Scully followed and looked at the item in his hand. "Is that your very interesting something, that you were talking about?" She crossed her arms. "You know that just could've been from a large bird."
"That was some large bird then." He took out a bag and placed it inside. He handed it to Scully.
She looked at it skeptically. "Are you keeping this for evidence or is this for your feather collection I don't know about?" She raised her eyebrow waiting for an answer.
He only smiled and she knew that he was thinking of something out of this world. They walked back to their car and drove to the motel.
*~*~*
1:40 p.m.
Same Day
Mulder's Room
"Mulder, why were we called into this? It just seems that this is just a normal homicide case."
Her partner took out a book from a plastic shopping bag and opened it, skimming the information.
Scully read the title on the book cover. "Mythical Beasts? What does this have to do with anything?"
"You know that feather that I found earlier? Well, I noticed tiny details on the stem part and I knew that it wasn't from a large bird that dropped it." He flipped through the pages.
"It could've been something from a little gift shop and I don't think it would be from a mythical creature, besides they don't exist." She pointed to the word 'Mythical' on the book cover.
He stopped on one page and pointed to the picture. "That's it. That's what I think happened to those men."
She looked at it. "A Siren? You think a Siren did this to these men. Isn't that a bit far-fetched, Mulder? There wasn't anything unusual about the bodies, but a gunshot to the head. Besides I think this case is closed, there's nothing else to investigate."
He bit his lower lip, ignoring her skepticism. "Are you sure, you didn't miss anything on the bodies?"
"I'm going over to the coroner's in just a few minutes, but I don't see where you're going with this-."
"Good, because I'm going to do some research at the library." He took his jacket from the chair and headed out the door.
*~*~*
Coroner's Office
2:22 p.m.
San Francisco, California
Scully pushed the record button and started to examine the body. "Victim names: Richard Kalvin: Caucasian male, age 45. Dan Lawson: Caucasian male, age 43. And last but not least, Berry Dennison: Also Caucasian male, age 52.
The scalpel glided across Kalvin's chest. The smell increased as she opened up his body. She looked inside and found ...nothing.. He was completely empty. Scully walked to the other bodies and examined them the same way.
They were completely empty... but it was odd that the bodies were still in perfect shape. It didn't seem as if anyone cut a part of them to get to their insides.
Scully took out her cell phone and dialed Mulder's number.
San Francisco Library
4:23 p.m.
Mulder's head rested on the book in front of him. All the reading about mythical creatures, called Sirens, gave him a headache. The information was consistent.
The Sirens stay on an island and wait for sailors to come by in the ship. They would sing and play their harps to lure them onto the land. Then they would consume the sailors and leave the bones on the beaches. They were also very beautiful and were hard to resist. Everything else were things that he already knew.
Mulder's phone suddenly started to ring and he jumped at the sound. Still a little dazed, he searched for his cell phone in his jacket and took it out.
"Mulder."
"Mulder, it's me. I found something interesting that you might want to know. When I was examining the bodies-" Scully stopped when she heard Mulder yawn. "If I was boring you with my autopsy reports-"
"No, no. I just woke up from a little nap." He stretched his arms and reclined in his chair. "Go on."
"Like I was saying. When I was examining the bodies, I-I found nothing inside. They were empty. As if they were empty cocoons."
"Empty? How could that be? They seemed pretty full this morning."
"I started running some tests and it seems that the organs..." Scully looks at the paper. "...dissolved." She looked inside the empty bodies. "An acid probably got to them, before I could."
"An acid? Does the acid look familiar to you?" Mulder reached into his pocket and pulled out a sunflower seed.
"No, but I'm going to send a sample to the lab and see if they can find out."
"Okay. Um.. I'm going to be here for a little while, so I'll pick you up in half an hour." They agreed and ended the conversation.
Mulder flipped through another book and looked at the Siren's picture. Did this mythical creature exist or was this another wild goose chase?
I do not own the X-Files or any of the characters, but I do own the fic. Please do not take anything from this. I'm not sure if this has been done yet, but I hope you enjoy my version.
Short - Series.
Summary~ A mysterious woman, with wings of an angel and eyes of a demon, steps onto San Francisco soil and seduces men with her voice. When Mulder and Scully are investigating the case, Mulder falls under the woman's control. Will he obey her command and try to murder Scully or will his love for her stop him? MSR.
Femme Fatale
Lady Sanna
San Francisco, California
11:40 p.m.
Three sixteen-wheeler trucks descended down a dark, deserted road. The engines roared through the forest as they passed by the thick blanket of trees. Fog surrounded the trucks and rain started to drop from the dark heavy clouds.
Out of nowhere, a woman with long black hair steps onto the road. Her eyes were pitch black, as if they were just holes. Her clothes were practically rags as they lay against her pale flesh. Yet she was so beautiful against the dark night.
The trucker saw her form in the fog and screeched to a halt.
"Do you see that?" He said over on the intercom to his companions. "It looks like a woman... Is she crazy? What the heck is she doing out here all by herself?"
"Do you want me to check it out?" One of the men asked.
"Nah, I'll do it." He got out and started to walk toward the slender figure. "Excuse me, Miss. Do you need help?" The fog was getting thicker as he neared her. "Hello?" He looked around and found himself completely surrounded by thick clouds. He couldn't see anything, but the woman's silhouette. "Hey, what's going on?"
Her red lips parted and a song echoed through the air from her mouth. It was soothing yet painful. The man clutched at his chest and tried to cover his ears. "Ah! I can't feel my body!" He fell to his knees on the cold gravel.
The woman steps forth and he can clearly see her. She leans close to him and whispers into his ear. "Kill them." She smiles and steps back. Wings come out from her back and a blinding light shoots up from the ground. "Do it now." Her voice sounded so seductive that he couldn't resist.
The light disappeared along with the mysterious woman and the fog lifted from the ground, making it easier to see. His companions ran to him.
"What happened?" They walked him back to his truck. There was something different about him. "Hey, I asked you what happened."
The man reached under the seat and pulled out his gun. He aimed it at his associates. "Good bye." He fired twice and their bodies fell to the cold ground.
He then heard her voice again. "People will find out and you will be found guilty. Do not let them find you. ...You know what to do..."
He looked down at his gun and realized what she meant. He raised his gun to his head and pulled the trigger.
*~*~*
9:21 a.m.
Mulder and Scully's car pulled up to the crime scene. Several police cars surrounded the area, blocking off the roadway. The two agents get out and walk over to the policeman who was in charge.
"Agents Mulder and Scully from the FBI." They showed their badge and he let them through.
"What happened here?" Mulder surveyed the area, while Scully checked out the bodies.
"Three white men, ages 45, 43, and 52 were found on the road dead this morning. It seems that the three men were transporting goods to Sacramento and somehow they have been killed by one of the men. We don't exactly know why he did it, but his finger prints were all over the gun. The suspect's name is Richard Kalvin and his buddies were Dan Lawson and Barry Dennison."
The FBI agent thought a bit. "Did Kalvin have a record of psychosis?" Mulder took out a latex glove and picked up the bullet that was shot from the gun.
"No. His friends and family said that he would never attempt to murder anyone. He wouldn't hurt a fly." He rested his hands on his belt. "What do you think?"
"I'm not sure, but I'll let you know as soon as I get something." He knew that what he was going to say was not going to make sense to the policeman. Although, nothing he said did make sense at all.
He walked over to Scully, who was still examining the bodies. A confused look was on her face. "Did you find anything unusual?"
She stood up. "Um, no actually. But I'll probably have to do an autopsy to make sure there wasn't something I missed. How about you?"
"Not yet, but I have a feeling I'll find something very interesting soon." He looked around and spotted something white on the ground a few feet from the crime scene. Mulder walked over to the object and found out that it was a large, white feather.
Scully followed and looked at the item in his hand. "Is that your very interesting something, that you were talking about?" She crossed her arms. "You know that just could've been from a large bird."
"That was some large bird then." He took out a bag and placed it inside. He handed it to Scully.
She looked at it skeptically. "Are you keeping this for evidence or is this for your feather collection I don't know about?" She raised her eyebrow waiting for an answer.
He only smiled and she knew that he was thinking of something out of this world. They walked back to their car and drove to the motel.
*~*~*
1:40 p.m.
Same Day
Mulder's Room
"Mulder, why were we called into this? It just seems that this is just a normal homicide case."
Her partner took out a book from a plastic shopping bag and opened it, skimming the information.
Scully read the title on the book cover. "Mythical Beasts? What does this have to do with anything?"
"You know that feather that I found earlier? Well, I noticed tiny details on the stem part and I knew that it wasn't from a large bird that dropped it." He flipped through the pages.
"It could've been something from a little gift shop and I don't think it would be from a mythical creature, besides they don't exist." She pointed to the word 'Mythical' on the book cover.
He stopped on one page and pointed to the picture. "That's it. That's what I think happened to those men."
She looked at it. "A Siren? You think a Siren did this to these men. Isn't that a bit far-fetched, Mulder? There wasn't anything unusual about the bodies, but a gunshot to the head. Besides I think this case is closed, there's nothing else to investigate."
He bit his lower lip, ignoring her skepticism. "Are you sure, you didn't miss anything on the bodies?"
"I'm going over to the coroner's in just a few minutes, but I don't see where you're going with this-."
"Good, because I'm going to do some research at the library." He took his jacket from the chair and headed out the door.
*~*~*
Coroner's Office
2:22 p.m.
San Francisco, California
Scully pushed the record button and started to examine the body. "Victim names: Richard Kalvin: Caucasian male, age 45. Dan Lawson: Caucasian male, age 43. And last but not least, Berry Dennison: Also Caucasian male, age 52.
The scalpel glided across Kalvin's chest. The smell increased as she opened up his body. She looked inside and found ...nothing.. He was completely empty. Scully walked to the other bodies and examined them the same way.
They were completely empty... but it was odd that the bodies were still in perfect shape. It didn't seem as if anyone cut a part of them to get to their insides.
Scully took out her cell phone and dialed Mulder's number.
San Francisco Library
4:23 p.m.
Mulder's head rested on the book in front of him. All the reading about mythical creatures, called Sirens, gave him a headache. The information was consistent.
The Sirens stay on an island and wait for sailors to come by in the ship. They would sing and play their harps to lure them onto the land. Then they would consume the sailors and leave the bones on the beaches. They were also very beautiful and were hard to resist. Everything else were things that he already knew.
Mulder's phone suddenly started to ring and he jumped at the sound. Still a little dazed, he searched for his cell phone in his jacket and took it out.
"Mulder."
"Mulder, it's me. I found something interesting that you might want to know. When I was examining the bodies-" Scully stopped when she heard Mulder yawn. "If I was boring you with my autopsy reports-"
"No, no. I just woke up from a little nap." He stretched his arms and reclined in his chair. "Go on."
"Like I was saying. When I was examining the bodies, I-I found nothing inside. They were empty. As if they were empty cocoons."
"Empty? How could that be? They seemed pretty full this morning."
"I started running some tests and it seems that the organs..." Scully looks at the paper. "...dissolved." She looked inside the empty bodies. "An acid probably got to them, before I could."
"An acid? Does the acid look familiar to you?" Mulder reached into his pocket and pulled out a sunflower seed.
"No, but I'm going to send a sample to the lab and see if they can find out."
"Okay. Um.. I'm going to be here for a little while, so I'll pick you up in half an hour." They agreed and ended the conversation.
Mulder flipped through another book and looked at the Siren's picture. Did this mythical creature exist or was this another wild goose chase?