Mores Bruja (Die Witch)
Prologue
Disclaimer: Chris Carter owns them, not I, unfortunately . . .
Salem, Mass
October 30th 1692
"Please don't, please don't!" The young woman moaned as he neared her.
"No, no, no, NO! Stop!" She screamed, struggling against the thick rope binding her wrists to the wooden post. His tall silhouette stands out in the night with a torch bared by his right hand; the other hand holding something down that she cannot see. The tears running down her cheeks are slightly blurring her vision as he takes another step closer.
She can hear him muttering to himself as he takes another step. He's either praying or chanting something, whatever it is, it's not English. The darkness pulls on her as she weakly turns her head to the right, her lips quivering with exhaustion, coldness, and fear, for her life and her unborn child. Her ragged under dress moves slightly with the frigid wind; the terror of what's happening finally sinking in as he is about a foot away from her.
"How could you? How could you?" He makes no sign that he heard her as his arm slowly begins to rise. She gulps as he finally raises his head to reveal bloodshot eyes and a gaunt, expressionless face.
"Mores bruja . . . mores bruja . . . mores bruja. . . "His chanting continues as his arm rises. She struggles to find her voice as his arm stops at the torch, where she can see a small stick, which he lights on fire. She then watches almost in slow motion as he drops it onto the hay and branches piled around her. The flames lick at her feet and began spreading as he slowly backs up, his head lowering once again.
As the darkness envelopes his retreating figure, one last scream is heard in the cold autumn night.
"I AM NO WITCH!!"
(Theme music starts, Starring David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson)
(A/N: Tell me how it is, should I go on??????? Thankies! R&R)