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Getting in was easy; since there was no one to hide from, it was as simple as walking through the door. We would have done just that, if Mulder hadn't insisted that there was something up, that they had to had some sort of security. We wasted an hour of our precious time searching for a soldier, or a camera, something, anything that would be able to stop us.
Mulder was finally happy when our "search" turned up nothing. We entered a door in the southeastern side of the air base.
Inside, there was no one. This blew our minds; the military didn't even care anymore. I suppose they had gone to be with their families on the last day, but I would think that someone would be on post.
Mulder immediately sprung into action, heading for the nearest computer mainframe. Once there, he typed in the password he had acquired all those years ago; I forgot what it was, but he remembered it like he remembered his name. After a few nerve wracking minutes of waiting, the password was accepted and he was able to read all the information concerning what was to happen. In approximately 5 hours, humans would no longer rule the world. The reign of humans would be over, and the alien's rule of terror would begin. Five hours we had to stop the inevitable. Five hours that ticked by so slowly…
Mulder read aloud about the day, confirming everything we had ever been told. Not that we ever doubted it. After all we had been through those nine years on the X-files, after all the super soldiers we battled, after Mulder's abduction, and my baby, I believed. Everything. I think Reyes and Doggett began to believe sometime later, but the point is, they did, and they didn't question anything they ever learned on the X-files.
And that's what really mattered. We never questioned the existence of aliens; we accepted that they were real, but we couldn't allow them to take over. We couldn't sit and watch as everything we ever loved, all the things that mattered to us, died out and were replaced with cruel, cold-hearted creatures. That was our motivation, the thing that kept us going, the very thing that made Mulder the man he was.
In the middle of the reading, the door to the room opened, and in walked a man that I assumed dead--CGB Spender. The Cigarette Smoking Man, a constant enemy to mine and Mulder's investigations. A constant threat to our life. Deals were made with him that I regretted; he didn't do his part, only left us in the dark…
A smirk was plastered on his face, and the strange thing was that he was younger looking. The only thing that remained unchanged were his eyes--his dark shadow eyes. They pierced through me, slightly intimidating if not a little oppressive.
"Mulder…" The Cancer Man nodded towards his "son", and smirked a little bigger. "Long time no see, how have things been?" Mulder's face clouded over with anger, and he glared at his father, eyes ablaze with hatred.
"Stop this." His voice echoed throughout the abandoned military base, and he glared at the Cancer Man.
"Whoever said I could?" Looks of amusement danced on his face, and his lips were curled now into the biggest grin I had ever seen. Obviously pleased with himself, he ambled closer to our small group.
"You're going to allow the lives of us all, your son, me, your loved ones, to be killed, taken away from us. Stolen at a premature time…"
"I made a deal."
"Since when have you kept your promises?" Mulder was almost pleading now, begging for our lives to be spared. CSM cast an evil look towards Mulder, as if telling him to shut up.
Mulder, suddenly angered, drew a gun that I never knew he had. Cocking it, he pointed at CSM's head, putting his finger on the trigger menacingly. There was no doubt in any of our minds that he would pull it…
"Damn you, you son of a bitch bastard! Tell me what you know! Tell me how to stop this!" His voice resonated throughout the military base again, and I shivered slightly. It was a very rare thing for Mulder to get angered like this, and I hated to see him this distressed. Sadness and unhappiness were evident in his eyes; he felt a duty to the world. He felt that he had to save us all, keep us all from being destroyed.
For a moment, fear danced in the CSM's eyes, and I knew that he would tell…
"Kill William, you stop the alien's destruction of the earth." The words sunk in, and I felt my stomach drop. The son I had loved, that I had cared would have to be killed. It seemed too cruel to be true, and I hoped to God it was. But the CSM had no reason to lie, not now, not when there was no secrets that needed to be covered.
Shock filled Mulder's face, and acting on impulse, he pulled the trigger. The world seemed to stop spinning as the mighty CSM fell to the ground, bullet wound between his eyes, dead. Dead. Finally.
Tears fell from Mulder's eyes, splashing down on the bleeding body of Spender, and he turned his head away from the scene.
"We have to find William. Soon. Time's running out." With that, he led us all out of the base, and out into the battlefield where a war would be waged…A war against humans and aliens…
William would prove to be hard to find, but we had an idea where he would be. Supposedly, the place where the aliens would first land would be somewhere in DC, the country's capital. We raced there as fast as we could, surprisingly, no one was out in the roads. It was as if the secret had been told to all; no one was on the road, in the stores, everyone seemed to be cooped up in their houses.
A few hours later, when we arrived in DC, we could see hordes of Super Soldiers out in the street, all crowded around a single teenage boy. He was handsome, like his father, and the sight of him made tears form in my ears. A lump formed in my throat, and I felt the hand of Monica on my shoulder.
"He isn't your son. He's the enemy and we must bring him down." Though these words were true, the truth still stung. The words of John rang in my head. "Sometimes what we want to be true and what is true are two different things…" Those words of wisdom had been told to me years ago, but I could still hear them in my head…
"How are we gonna do this…we don't know how to kill these…things…" Mulder said, I could tell that he was losing hope. It was heartbreaking almost, if he lost hope, then there would be none for the world. It would be over; Monica, John, and I couldn't do it without Mulder. Without the determination and courage of Mulder, we would have nothing.
"Me and John have a way." Monica glanced over at John, and at this nod, he pulled out a small piece of metal. It was odd--a weird color and shape, but somehow, it seemed vaguely familiar. John placed the metal in Mulder's hand and stared into his eyes, seemingly searching for something. Searching for the courage to go on, perhaps?
"Use this." He closed Mulder's hand around it, and then shoved his own in his pockets.
"What good will this possibly do me?" Confusion was thick in my love's voice, as he furrowed his brow and looked at the metal. All of a sudden, a light bulb went off, and I remembered where I had seen the metal.
"It kills them!" I nearly screamed, pointing at it and almost jumping up the ground. John nodded, followed by Mon, and finally Mulder.
"Me and Mon used it once. All you do is put it on their skin…" Just as John said this, the sky darkened and lightening danced in the sky. Mulder began running towards the crowd of Super Soldiers, and we weren't sure if we were to follow.
"Stay! Take cover! If I don't come back…" Before he could finish, thunder roared, drowning out his voice. We all did as we were told, regretfully, reluctantly, but we did it. Watching from afar, we saw as Mulder ran through the crowd and towards the center. Once there, he pulled the piece of metal out of his pocket where he had put it. Mass chaos ensued, each of the Soldiers jumping towards him. Mulder fought and struggled, managing to place the metal on William's skin for a few moments. Screams of horror and terror louder than the thunder filled the air, chilling us all to the bone. Mulder's face twisted in agony as several Soldiers, each answering to their leader's calls, struck him.
The sky grew blacker, and bright lights circled overhead. The time was almost here.
Mulder recovered quickly and managed once again to place the metal on our son's skin. Keeping it there with all his will, trying to ignore the constant blows that he was taking, his knees buckled and he fell. But despite this, he still kept the metal on the boy's skin. The lights of the UFOs grew closer, and more of them swarmed in the skies.
Finally, William's skin seemed to change to stone, crumble, and "he" fell into a pile of dust and rubble. Each Soldier screamed in pain, and they too also disintegrated. The sky lightened a little, but the feeling of a storm still lingered. One last strike of lightening pierced through the sky, and just as the UFOs disappeared, rain fell from the sky. Rain that seemed to wash away all of our fear, all of the hurt, all of the pain. Mon, John, and I ran towards Mulder, who lay on the ground, weak and injured. When we got there, I had to get on my knees just to hear him, but his happiness was blocking most of his pain.
"We did it…" A smile donned his face, and I bent down to kiss him.
"No…you did…" I whispered in his ear, and then I pushed my lips to his, sharing a passionate kiss while the rain fell from the Heavens, and the reign of terror was prevented.
He still fights against the aliens who still wish to colonize. He fights for all who have died on his quest; he seeks revenge for those hurt. And as long as I live, I will always be a part of his quest…always…
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