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Chapter 7 - The Prophecy of the Last Battle
Basement Office
FBI Headquarters
Washington, DC
May 26th, 2002
6:00 AM
Scully yawned as she walked into the office, still tired after having her sleep interrupted by a strange dream involving Legolas hacking uselessly at Morgoth with a blade as Morgoth sang ABBA songs.
"Morning, Mulder. Found anything new?" she asked, sitting down.
"Not much, unless you want to count the escalating body count. The official word is that some zoo had accidentally released a whole bunch of carnivorous beasts."
Scully raised an eyebrow. "And people are buying this?"
Mulder shrugged. "I guess. What about you? What have you got?"
"Some guy at the library mentioned something about a prophecy involving Morgoth's death. I looked it up on the Internet and found this." Scully handed Mulder a printout of what she found. Mulder looked over the piece of paper and began to read out loud.
"When the world is old and the Powers grow weary, then Morgoth, seeing that the guard sleepeth, shall come back through the Door of the Night out of the timeless void; and he shall destroy the Sun and the Moon." Mulder chuckled. "Well. That hasn't happened yet. A good sign, maybe?"
Scully frowned. "It was kind dark out this morning, though. Unusually so. All last night, too, though that could be explained by cloud covers."
Mulder continued to read. "But Eärendil shall descend upon him as a white and searing flame and drive him from the airs. Then shall the Last Battle be gathered on the fields of Valinor. In that day, Tulkas shall strive with Morgoth, and on his right hand shall be Eonwë, and on his left Turin Turambar, son of Hurin, coming from the halls of Mandos; and the Black Sword of Turin shall deal unto Morgoth his death and final end; and so shall the children of Hurin and all Men be avenged." He looked at Scully. "So. Any chance that has happened?"
"I really think people would notice something like that, Mulder."
Their conversation was interrupted by the phone ringing. Mulder looked at Scully quizzically. "Expecting a call?"
"At 6 AM? Not me."
Mulder shrugged and picked up the phone. "Mulder here. Uh-huh. Right. Okay. Where?" He tore out a piece of paper from a notebook and scribbled a few lines on it. "Okay. We'll be there!" Mulder hung up and holstered his gun.
"Mulder? Are you gonna tell me what this is about?"
"There's been more attacks. This time, they're all concentrated in Rock Creek Park. There aren't a whole lot of people there yet, and they've all been evacuated, but the FBI is calling in all their on-duty agents to deal with this. This is big."
Scully suddenly paused. "Uh. Mulder. Should we get Legolas?"
"You get him. I'll meet you there!"
"Right." With that, Mulder and Scully both sprinted out of the room and headed for their cars.
Rock Creek Park
Washington, DC
6:30 AM
Mulder arrived at the park to see it swarming with agents and police officers. He looked around and pulled one of the agents he recognized aside.
"Agent Davis. What's the update on the situation?"
"Hey Mulder. Well, you already know about the scattered attacks throughout the country. I've heard rumours of even overseas places getting hit as well. We've had a very steady stream of reports coming on on these attacks until this morning at around 2-3 AM. No more attacks were reported anywhere until about half an hour ago. A group of 20-30 bird watchers were attacked. All over the park. They had scattered, but almost all of them had been killed. There are only two survivors, but they tell us that there are groups of beasts out there, hiding."
Mulder took a deep breath. "Okay. Have we made any progress in capturing any of them?"
Davis shook his head. "Not much luck so far. A bunch of them have been killed, and animal control is stepping in as well, but their numbers only seem to be increasing. I think they're calling in the army at this stage. Our job right now is pretty much to just try and keep a tight perimeter so none of these things get out and no other people get into the park. We should be spreading out right now, actually."
"All right. Thanks!" Mulder waved as Davis left. He stood around a little while longer, waiting for Scully to show up. Overhead, helicopters began to arrive on the scene.
7:00 AM
"Scully!" Mulder finally spotted her car and jogged towards her. He frowned as she stepped out alone. "What happened to Legolas?"
"Someone took him. The local jail showed no records of him ever being incarcerated."
"Great. That's just the last thing we need. Another mystery." As he spoke, a quick flash of green went by the corner of his eyes. "Hey--"
Scully turned as well. "What did you see?"
"A flash of green. Do you think Legolas could be here already? Something's been drawing all these creatures to this place. Maybe he was drawn here too?"
"Maybe. But if he's out, I don't think we're going to be able to catch him."
"Let's try calling him to us then!"
"Uh. Mulder? Are you suggesting that while all the other agents are cordoning off the perimeters of a 1700-acre park and the army is trying to kill off a bunch of rampaging beasts, we should go running around yelling for Legolas?"
"... Yes?"
8:00 AM
"Mulder. I don't think this is going to work. We've been at this for an hour now and all we have to show for our efforts are a few close calls where we were almost shot. Look, I'm sorry I ever mentioned bringing Legolas to this place. How is one elf going to make a difference anyway?"
"Come on, Scully. Think. We've been canvassing this place for hours now and there still isn't an end to these orcs. There's bound to be some sort of spawning place or vortex that they're coming through and we need to find it. I personally think having Legolas here will help us do that at least."
Scully sighed. "Fine. But if we don't find him for another hour, we're going back to do what we were supposed to do."
No sooner did the words leave her mouth that Mulder suddenly felt something very sharp pressed against his back. Instinctually, Mulder whirled around and tried to make a grab for his assailant. Before he could even execute a full turn, however, something slammed into his stomach and he was brought down onto the ground.
"FBI! Freeze!" Scully brought up her gun. Mulder's assailant stood up and turned towards Scully. "Legolas?"
The elf nodded and pulled Mulder up from the ground. He motioned for Scully to lower her gun.
"Legolas. What's going on? Who took you here?"
Legolas took a few seconds to process the words. Then, he picked up a twig from the ground, held it to his mouth, then pulled it away and blew out a breath of air.
"The smoking man." Mulder had recovered from the blows and immediately recognized the gestures. Seeing that Mulder understood, Legolas tugged at Mulder to follow him. Scully wanted to ask more questions, but knew this wasn't the time. She quickly went into a sprint and followed them.
As the trio neared a clearing, Legolas pulled them all down into a crouch, hiding behind some bushes. In the clearing, a tall, imposing figure stood - clad in heavy armour - a dark aura surrounding him. Morgoth, thought Mulder, taking in the view. Standing beside Morgoth was the smoking man and Alex Krycek.
"Where is the prisoner?" demanded Morgoth.
"He escaped," replied the smoking man, not seeming the least bit intimidated. What do you have planned, you smoking bastard? thought Mulder silently as he watched the exchange. He cringed and fell back as Morgoth roared in fury. Looking around, he saw similar expressions of pain on Scully and Legolas' faces.
Suddenly, a bright light pierced through the woods and shone onto the clearing. Mulder looked up to see where the light came from, but it was too bright. He only caught a glimpse of a disc of light while squinting before he had to look away. Legolas, however, didn't seem bothered. He stood up, eyes fixed on the source of light.
"Eärendil!" he exclaimed in awe.
"Hey, Mulder, are you taking note?" Scully nudged her partner. "Now you've got the Elvish word for UFO!"
"I thought Eärendil was a person?"
"A disc-shaped person with a whole lot of bright lights streaming from him?"
"... Maybe?"
As soon as it came, the light disappeared, leaving Mulder, Scully and Legolas to stare at an empty clearing.
Basement Office
Washington, DC
May 26th, 2002
6:00 PM
Scully collapsed into her chair and let out a huge sigh of relief. "You know, Mulder. In some ways, we could even say this ending was a bit.. anticlimatic."
"Yeah. I was kinda hoping to see the final smackdown on Morgoth myself. Guess it wasn't going to happen here, though."
"So I guess that prophecy is now fulfilled?"
"I guess."
"Hmmm... This all just seems a bit too convenient for my liking. What happened to the smoking man? And Krycek?"
"They must have ran away. I sure wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of Morgoth's fury."
"Point. But I've still got a bad feeling about this."
"Me, too. Especially since we still have to deal with him." Mulder motioned towards the elf standing to his left.
"Another reason for my confusion. Why wasn't Legolas taken back to where he belongs if Morgoth was taken?"
"Maybe they forgot."
"Maybe. So, what are we going to do with him?"
"I guess he could live with me for awhile until he adjusts. Or at least until he learns English. Maybe he can act as Orlando Bloom's stunt double." Mulder sighed. "Damn. Now I have to buy a bed."
Scully raised an eyebrow. "Well, he could always sleep on the couch."
"That's where I sleep."
"... Oh."
"Well, see you tomorrow Scully." Mulder stood up to leave.
Scully laughed. "Bye, Mulder. And try not to be too disgruntled about this, okay?"
Epilogue - Could things really have ended so simply?
Chapter 7 - The Prophecy of the Last Battle
Basement Office
FBI Headquarters
Washington, DC
May 26th, 2002
6:00 AM
Scully yawned as she walked into the office, still tired after having her sleep interrupted by a strange dream involving Legolas hacking uselessly at Morgoth with a blade as Morgoth sang ABBA songs.
"Morning, Mulder. Found anything new?" she asked, sitting down.
"Not much, unless you want to count the escalating body count. The official word is that some zoo had accidentally released a whole bunch of carnivorous beasts."
Scully raised an eyebrow. "And people are buying this?"
Mulder shrugged. "I guess. What about you? What have you got?"
"Some guy at the library mentioned something about a prophecy involving Morgoth's death. I looked it up on the Internet and found this." Scully handed Mulder a printout of what she found. Mulder looked over the piece of paper and began to read out loud.
"When the world is old and the Powers grow weary, then Morgoth, seeing that the guard sleepeth, shall come back through the Door of the Night out of the timeless void; and he shall destroy the Sun and the Moon." Mulder chuckled. "Well. That hasn't happened yet. A good sign, maybe?"
Scully frowned. "It was kind dark out this morning, though. Unusually so. All last night, too, though that could be explained by cloud covers."
Mulder continued to read. "But Eärendil shall descend upon him as a white and searing flame and drive him from the airs. Then shall the Last Battle be gathered on the fields of Valinor. In that day, Tulkas shall strive with Morgoth, and on his right hand shall be Eonwë, and on his left Turin Turambar, son of Hurin, coming from the halls of Mandos; and the Black Sword of Turin shall deal unto Morgoth his death and final end; and so shall the children of Hurin and all Men be avenged." He looked at Scully. "So. Any chance that has happened?"
"I really think people would notice something like that, Mulder."
Their conversation was interrupted by the phone ringing. Mulder looked at Scully quizzically. "Expecting a call?"
"At 6 AM? Not me."
Mulder shrugged and picked up the phone. "Mulder here. Uh-huh. Right. Okay. Where?" He tore out a piece of paper from a notebook and scribbled a few lines on it. "Okay. We'll be there!" Mulder hung up and holstered his gun.
"Mulder? Are you gonna tell me what this is about?"
"There's been more attacks. This time, they're all concentrated in Rock Creek Park. There aren't a whole lot of people there yet, and they've all been evacuated, but the FBI is calling in all their on-duty agents to deal with this. This is big."
Scully suddenly paused. "Uh. Mulder. Should we get Legolas?"
"You get him. I'll meet you there!"
"Right." With that, Mulder and Scully both sprinted out of the room and headed for their cars.
Rock Creek Park
Washington, DC
6:30 AM
Mulder arrived at the park to see it swarming with agents and police officers. He looked around and pulled one of the agents he recognized aside.
"Agent Davis. What's the update on the situation?"
"Hey Mulder. Well, you already know about the scattered attacks throughout the country. I've heard rumours of even overseas places getting hit as well. We've had a very steady stream of reports coming on on these attacks until this morning at around 2-3 AM. No more attacks were reported anywhere until about half an hour ago. A group of 20-30 bird watchers were attacked. All over the park. They had scattered, but almost all of them had been killed. There are only two survivors, but they tell us that there are groups of beasts out there, hiding."
Mulder took a deep breath. "Okay. Have we made any progress in capturing any of them?"
Davis shook his head. "Not much luck so far. A bunch of them have been killed, and animal control is stepping in as well, but their numbers only seem to be increasing. I think they're calling in the army at this stage. Our job right now is pretty much to just try and keep a tight perimeter so none of these things get out and no other people get into the park. We should be spreading out right now, actually."
"All right. Thanks!" Mulder waved as Davis left. He stood around a little while longer, waiting for Scully to show up. Overhead, helicopters began to arrive on the scene.
7:00 AM
"Scully!" Mulder finally spotted her car and jogged towards her. He frowned as she stepped out alone. "What happened to Legolas?"
"Someone took him. The local jail showed no records of him ever being incarcerated."
"Great. That's just the last thing we need. Another mystery." As he spoke, a quick flash of green went by the corner of his eyes. "Hey--"
Scully turned as well. "What did you see?"
"A flash of green. Do you think Legolas could be here already? Something's been drawing all these creatures to this place. Maybe he was drawn here too?"
"Maybe. But if he's out, I don't think we're going to be able to catch him."
"Let's try calling him to us then!"
"Uh. Mulder? Are you suggesting that while all the other agents are cordoning off the perimeters of a 1700-acre park and the army is trying to kill off a bunch of rampaging beasts, we should go running around yelling for Legolas?"
"... Yes?"
8:00 AM
"Mulder. I don't think this is going to work. We've been at this for an hour now and all we have to show for our efforts are a few close calls where we were almost shot. Look, I'm sorry I ever mentioned bringing Legolas to this place. How is one elf going to make a difference anyway?"
"Come on, Scully. Think. We've been canvassing this place for hours now and there still isn't an end to these orcs. There's bound to be some sort of spawning place or vortex that they're coming through and we need to find it. I personally think having Legolas here will help us do that at least."
Scully sighed. "Fine. But if we don't find him for another hour, we're going back to do what we were supposed to do."
No sooner did the words leave her mouth that Mulder suddenly felt something very sharp pressed against his back. Instinctually, Mulder whirled around and tried to make a grab for his assailant. Before he could even execute a full turn, however, something slammed into his stomach and he was brought down onto the ground.
"FBI! Freeze!" Scully brought up her gun. Mulder's assailant stood up and turned towards Scully. "Legolas?"
The elf nodded and pulled Mulder up from the ground. He motioned for Scully to lower her gun.
"Legolas. What's going on? Who took you here?"
Legolas took a few seconds to process the words. Then, he picked up a twig from the ground, held it to his mouth, then pulled it away and blew out a breath of air.
"The smoking man." Mulder had recovered from the blows and immediately recognized the gestures. Seeing that Mulder understood, Legolas tugged at Mulder to follow him. Scully wanted to ask more questions, but knew this wasn't the time. She quickly went into a sprint and followed them.
As the trio neared a clearing, Legolas pulled them all down into a crouch, hiding behind some bushes. In the clearing, a tall, imposing figure stood - clad in heavy armour - a dark aura surrounding him. Morgoth, thought Mulder, taking in the view. Standing beside Morgoth was the smoking man and Alex Krycek.
"Where is the prisoner?" demanded Morgoth.
"He escaped," replied the smoking man, not seeming the least bit intimidated. What do you have planned, you smoking bastard? thought Mulder silently as he watched the exchange. He cringed and fell back as Morgoth roared in fury. Looking around, he saw similar expressions of pain on Scully and Legolas' faces.
Suddenly, a bright light pierced through the woods and shone onto the clearing. Mulder looked up to see where the light came from, but it was too bright. He only caught a glimpse of a disc of light while squinting before he had to look away. Legolas, however, didn't seem bothered. He stood up, eyes fixed on the source of light.
"Eärendil!" he exclaimed in awe.
"Hey, Mulder, are you taking note?" Scully nudged her partner. "Now you've got the Elvish word for UFO!"
"I thought Eärendil was a person?"
"A disc-shaped person with a whole lot of bright lights streaming from him?"
"... Maybe?"
As soon as it came, the light disappeared, leaving Mulder, Scully and Legolas to stare at an empty clearing.
Basement Office
Washington, DC
May 26th, 2002
6:00 PM
Scully collapsed into her chair and let out a huge sigh of relief. "You know, Mulder. In some ways, we could even say this ending was a bit.. anticlimatic."
"Yeah. I was kinda hoping to see the final smackdown on Morgoth myself. Guess it wasn't going to happen here, though."
"So I guess that prophecy is now fulfilled?"
"I guess."
"Hmmm... This all just seems a bit too convenient for my liking. What happened to the smoking man? And Krycek?"
"They must have ran away. I sure wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of Morgoth's fury."
"Point. But I've still got a bad feeling about this."
"Me, too. Especially since we still have to deal with him." Mulder motioned towards the elf standing to his left.
"Another reason for my confusion. Why wasn't Legolas taken back to where he belongs if Morgoth was taken?"
"Maybe they forgot."
"Maybe. So, what are we going to do with him?"
"I guess he could live with me for awhile until he adjusts. Or at least until he learns English. Maybe he can act as Orlando Bloom's stunt double." Mulder sighed. "Damn. Now I have to buy a bed."
Scully raised an eyebrow. "Well, he could always sleep on the couch."
"That's where I sleep."
"... Oh."
"Well, see you tomorrow Scully." Mulder stood up to leave.
Scully laughed. "Bye, Mulder. And try not to be too disgruntled about this, okay?"
Epilogue - Could things really have ended so simply?