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|    Alex Brannan to All    |
|    [all-xf] The End of All Things (4/?) (1/    |
|    15 Oct 05 13:36:48    |
      From: alex6169@sbcglobal.net              Note: I don't know how long this novel will be. But i am pretty sure this       won't take long. I might              only do a couple more chapters. Maybe I will make a sequel. Watch for it.                                   Doggett climbed out of the hole, pulling Reyes with him. He checked her       pulse. None...                                   Aliens and humans marched the street. The alien colonists took the humans as       prisoners.              Bodies lay everywhere. And UFOs were everywhere. One lay trashed on the       ground. The only              one Mulder got to hit. The X-Files were destroyed, Mulder was dead, and       there's no hope              anymore...                                          Scully lay in the destroyed FBI headquarters. There was an alien at her       side! "Mulder is dead,              Ms. Scully. You must find his body and get his gun. It is all that stands in       the colonists way."                     "Mulder? No. NO!!" She scrambled away from him and run. She ran until she       got to the              burned X-Files. There she saw Mulder. Dead on the ground...                                          X saw a UFO flying low. It was going to land soon. He ran as fast as he       could to stay in              sight. Than, it disappeared over a mountain. He climbed to the top of the       mountain and              crouched low as not to be seen. He watched the UFO dock. And then he saw the       other              hundreds that were docked there as well...                                          The alien colonists were destroying everything. Buildings, mailbox's, trash       cans, bus stations,              buses, gas stations, and even whole cities and towns with their UFOs. Nothing       on earth stood              a chance now...                                          Doggett checked Agent Reyes' pulse again, hoping that she was alive. No pulse       on her wrist,              or on her neck, and no heartbeat. It was hopeless. Monica Reyes was dead...                                          Deputy Director Kersh walked out on an incredibly destroyed street. He was       staring in shock              and awe. It was unbelievable. He thought they didn't exist, and that the       X-Files were a jock.              Now the X-Files were gone, and aliens were rampaging the streets, destroying       everyone and              everything in their way. He knew now that it was a terrible mistake to not       believe the X-Files.              He had to find them. Maybe others would be there. Maybe they could help...                                           X got in one of the ships. He knew what he had to do. He had to short       circuit the ships so              when they were turned on they would explode. He had done one already. And he       was              surprised at how easy it was. He finished the modifications by changing a red       wire with a              green wire. One to the next. He went through the steps again. Take out the       orange wire first.              It burnt the first time he did it. Second, connect blue wire with bright       yellow wire. Third,              unscrew knob on the top right corner. And last, switch the red and green       wires. He was              getting better at this. He entered the next ship down the line. He had only       done the first two              steps before something happened. The UFO jerked and he was thrown back. He       heard a              swoosh and he felt a little dizzy. He looked out a window and saw that he was       thirty feet in the              air. The ship had taken off...                                          Scully had the alien gun in her holster and she was Reading the file. There       were a lot of letters              in an alien language. And others were translated by the alien who had been by       her before. He              was next to her now.              "There is hope Scully. That gun has a metabolic structure that can rip       through any being with              a skin and bone mechanism. It might take a while to explain all this so why       don't you sit down              and let me explain. The colonists can't get us here. That is a letter from       the alien colony's              federal base chief. He is on there planet." He said as she picked it up.        This was going to take              a long time, Scully thought, and sat down...                                          Kersh entered the FBI building, or what was left of it at least. He looked       around. Papers, and              files flying everywhere. Chairs, and desks askew or toppled over completely.        Agents              everywhere. Dead. Cold and dead. He saw the office where the X-Files where       and headed              there. When he got closer he saw a figure of a woman and another that looked       like a pale              man. He got there and saw it was Scully, and an alien.              "Agent Scully, watch out!" He warned.              "It's okay Deputy Director. He's on our side."              "Who's that?" He spotted a heap on the ground.              "That's...that's Mulder." Scully said weakly. Her eyes got teary. She held       her hand to her              eyes, and started choking up. Kersh went over to comfort her. "Why Mulder."        Scully asked.              "Why did it have to be him."...                                          Agent Doggett walked into the FBI building right after Kersh. He carried       Reyes on his back.              He was intent on making sure he did everything he could to save her. He knew       he knew Kersh              went to the X-Files office. And he thought others would be there, too. He       walked over to the              office. An alien, Deputy Director Kersh, and a sobbing Scully. Then he saw       Mulder.              "Oh-no not Mulder, too." He laid Reyes down next to Mulder. "Scully. It       will be okay."              " No it won't! How do you know! You don't care about Mulder! How can you       say it's fine when              every damn person I've seen is dead, and aliens are taking over the world!"        Scully yelled. She              began to sob harder. She had a point there, Doggett thought...                                          X, frantic to escape from the ship, ran to the back. The walk ramp was       closed, but there was a              tiny opening barely enough for him to slip through. He slid through the       opening, scraping deep              into his skin. He held onto the opening as he got out. He would certainly       die if he fell now. He              began climbing back into the opening, but a hand shot out an grasped him. He       was thrown              back in and taken away...                                          3,000 or more UFOs were everywhere around the world now. By now everyone was       dead but a              small group of people. Scully, Doggett, Kersh, and the alien were in the FBI       building              conversing. Then there was X. There was also another person. Crawling down       the street he              tried to stay hidden. He had broken both of his legs in a plane crash. It       made a nosedive into              a building that was already smothered in flames. He was the only survivor of       the crash and the              building. He was an FBI agent. His name was Agent Brannan...                                          Scully and Doggett wanted to go right in the street and shoot blindly to get       back for killing              Reyes and Mulder. The alien said that they were already to outnumbered and       they would die              instantly. He suggested they go to the docking bay of all the UFOs, say you       were prisoners,              and go to their planet. It was a long shot but it just may work...                                          X was in an old rusty cell. He had handcuffs on. They weren't really       handcuffs. It was a stick              with two circular lights on them. But they were strong. There were no       windows, or doors.              Just a box in the corner. It was a loudspeaker. A voice came from it.                     "Now approaching home planet." Sure enough, they hit land quickly. An alien       came to take              him away. X was taken by the arm firmly. He kicked the aliens hand. He let       go. X took the              key from him and unlocked his handcuffs. He checked his pocket, sure       enough... His              stiletto...                                                 [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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