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Chapter 4 – Conspiracy Theories
In a dark, deserted alley, three figures stood talking in hushed, urgent voices. One was an older man with gray hair. He was smoking a cigarette. He was most often known as cancer man or the smoking man. His real name, however, was C.G.B. Spender.
Another was a younger man. He had brown hair. He carried an FBI badge, for he was in the FBI before he had been killed. This man was Agent Jackman. He was the descendent of witch hunters from Salem, Massachusetts. Spender, with the use of a new technology, had recently brought him back.
Jackman had met Spender before his run in with the Charmed Ones. Spender offered him an opportunity he couldn't refuse.
By this point in time, Spender had made an alliance with the third being there with them. The third being was not human. It was capable of time travel. It was also primarily responsible for the outbreak.
Once it had been released from its "prison," it set out immediately to reach its goal: world domination. A world that was fully evil. He had realized, however, that he could not accomplish this without help. He knew of the three witches known as the Charmed Ones. Thoughts of them had haunted his existence for the entirety of his imprisonment. For, it was one of their ancestors that had imprisoned them.
Due to this, he enlisted the help of Spender. He had heard of this man's reputation. He was famous among the world of evil.
When Spender had enlisted with the demon, he had done so on the condition that the demon would help him with his "problem" with Mulder and Scully.
Spender and the demon had traveled to the future to find someone that had gone up against the Charmed Ones, in hopes that they would be better prepared...that they may have a chance at winning.
When they found Jackman, and witnessed what happened, they traveled back to the time before Jackman had confronted the Charmed Ones. The demon decided that it should be Spender that approached him, because he was the one that knew all of the technical stuff.
The demon had infected Jackman with the virus that he used to control people. However, that was not the purpose with which the virus was manifested in Jackman. Jackman became a carrier of the virus. In this way, he was still free to do what he wished. He was also capable of infecting others.
Once Jackman had been killed, Spender and the demon had taken his body back to the time they came from, the time they were now in. With the use of Spender's nanobots, they brought Jackman back. Jackman was now virtually invincible.
The demon had also decided that he should also make Spender a carrier of the virus. Thus, the spread of the virus would be quick.
"When shall we strike," Jackman asked impatiently. He was ready to take out his revenge. It irritated him that he had to wait this long as it is.
"Be patient. The time will come," the demon said. "There are some other measures that must be taken first."
"You said that you will help me take care of my 'arch nemeses,' right?" Spender asked, indicating Mulder and Scully.
"All in good time, my friend," the demon stated. "All in good time."
The next morning, Prue was sitting at her desk at Bucklands. She had an uneasy feeling that wouldn't go away. She figured it had to do with what Phoebe had told her and Piper the night before.
"Hi, Prue," Jack, her boyfriend and colleague, said as he walked in the door of their office.
"Hi," Prue said distractedly.
"Have you heard about that weird virus that's going around?" Jack asked. Prue nodded. "I just heard that some people in this building just got it. Whatever this thing is, it's striking hard and fast."
'Well,' she thought, 'Phoeby's right. Our break is over.'
"I'm sorry to hear that," Piper said. She was talking to the manager of the band she had booked to play at her club that evening. "Okay...Next week then? Alright. Bye." Frustrated, she hung up the phone. She looked around P3, sighing.
"Did they cancel?" Dan, her boyfriend, asked.
"Yeah," Piper said. "They heard about the outbreak and decided that they wanted to wait 'til things cooled down some."
"The DJ is good too," he said.
Piper nodded. She knew that it would be a while before things cooled down. Her and her sisters were involved, or would be involved, before the end. Phoebe's vision confirmed that. Otherwise, Phoebe would not have had that premonition.
Phoebe sighed a breath of relief when she heard the bell ring, signaling the end of her class. She had finished the test with about 20 minutes to spare. She didn't know how much longer she could stand sitting there with nothing to do but stare at her desk.
She got up from her seat and went out of the door. She hurried to her car. Once she got home, she was going to do some research on the virus. If she found anything useful, that she could safely tell the agents, she would share the information with them. Of course, they would probably want to know why she would look information up, but she would worry about that if and when the time came. She'd think of something.
'If Prue and Piper can, somehow, always avoid telling Jack and Dan the truth,' she thought, 'I should be able to come up with a believable reason, other than the truth, that is.'
Mulder, Scully, Reyes, and Doggett decided to go back to the police station. They didn't even know where to go for research on this virus. They had already talked to everyone at CMU that they were going to talk to. They had already questioned the only two witnesses. They weren't able to find anyone with the virus that they could question. They had also found everything they could find on the Internet the night before.
"Hey," Darryl said as he saw them walk in. "Have any luck?"
"Some," Mulder said. "We found two witnesses that we could talk to, but we didn't get any information that we didn't already have."
"Good luck with that one," Darryl said. "I have worked on a lot of cases like that. Most of them wound up closing before the case was solved."
"Do you know anything that could help us?" Scully asked.
"Currently no," he said. "But if you want me to, I'll help you with this case."
The four agents looked at each other and unanimously agreed that they would appreciate that.
A/N: Well, there's chapter four. Not much longer, but an improvement.