From: "Heather Brandt" Date: Thu, 27 Jul 2000 22:28:19 -0700 Subject: Destiny by Ladymoon Source: direct TITLE: Destiny AUTHOR: Ladymoon SPOILERS: Big time Requiem spoiler, also small mention of Patient X. And all around conspiracy rant at the end. CATEGORY: Vignette. Maybe a little angst. RATING: G -- PG FEEDBACK: Any feedback can go to ladymoon@ij.net DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters or anything about this story. It's just a little piece of fiction that fell out of my gray matter and happened to involve a few wonderful characters and ideas that are completely owned by Chris Carter, 1013 and Fox. Please don't fox my butt. SUMMARY: In all this mass of Scully POV Requiem fic I decided Mulder needed one. Now on with the story. I know about the abnormal brain function in the recent abductees. I know. And I know Scully's gonna be pissed when she realizes it after I've run off to find out. After I've told her it was all about her safety. Actually, it is, in a very large part about her safety. I'm sure that the dizzy spells, or vertigo as she seems to diagnosed herself as having, is caused by that implant in her neck and it's proximity to the craft. God, I know that it's saved her life and kept her here with me, as selfish as that may be, but it is frightful to think what else it may be doing to her. There was that whole thing back at the Ruskin Dam. She doesn't need to ever go through that again. No way am I letting her come back to Oregon with me. I can't, and I won't loose her again. And I told her just that. She said she wouldn't let me go alone. So that was it. Skinner's going out there with me. With a little equipment, and apparently little time left we rushed to the airport and back out to Oregon. Now loosing myself is a whole different story. Even if the odds are that I'm just being set up. It's stupid. Yeah. But, I have to find out. I need to know what was done to me. That rubbing, the cacophony, and the mind reading ability that is still there. Well, not all there, but sometimes, sometimes when I'm not expecting it at all, .... but then when does one ever expect these things..... I hear things. People's thoughts. Just random. And as soon as they've passed by they're gone. It doesn't happen often, but when it does I really notice. How could one not? I've heard Scully's thoughts before. Nothing really insightful. Nothing really definite either. Like all the others, it's more of a feeling than like listening to someone talk. It could be and exasperated sigh, or a feeling of wonder, or worry. Worry, now that is something Scully is quite prone to. Well, back again, and Skinner and I are heading into the woods. From what the gunmen told me these laser pointers, when placed around the area that we suspect to be the location of the ship, should focus on it somehow. Kind of like a.... WALL. Oh my god! And this would be exactly what I'm looking for. Cautiously I approach what appears to be an invisible wall. I reach out to see if I can feel it when suddenly my hand begins to tremble. No, that's not me trembling with fear, there is something shaking my hand, quite forcefully at that. It's like some kind of electric current. I would say that this is pretty much the point of no turning back now. I brace myself for whatever is about to come, take a breath and step through. Quite. It's so deathly quiet in here. Like there's no movement at all, yet there is a very faint humming sound. And I see it. I see the light surrounding all those abductees. My god, some of these people should have been dead. And I feel a beckoning. As I walk into the light my sense, my empathic ability if you will, seems to be heightened. "It's ok. We are all here for a purpose. You are safe" I can hear them all saying. I can hear it as one voice, but I know it is all. I look up. I feel the need to shield my eyes, but I don't. It's so warm, and comforting. And then I turn. I turn and see --him-. The alien bounty hunter. The man, or one of the men who have changed shape and deceived me so many times before. But I know he is not evil. I can tell by the look on his face. I know he will not harm me. And I can hear him. "You know why you are here" I do? I know that I am right where I'm supposed to be, but I'm still not sure why. It is right though. It is destiny. "Come with us" He seems to communicate to me. "There is much to be done. Much to learn." He is right. I will go. As I, we become enveloped in this light that is so bright now that I can't even see I sense someone else. Someone who is not one of us. It's Skinner. I feel his fear, near panic. He's afraid for me, and afraid of his own feelings of failure that are beginning to surface. And something bigger. Awe. A great feeling of awe, almost choking like because it's so overwhelming. Then I think of one more thing. One more person who will be even more overwhelmed. Scully. THE END Ok, now here's the part where I get to rant about my theories and how they relate to this little piece of work here. Anybody gonna stick around long enough to hear about them??? Let's start out with the types of aliens involved here. There are the grays who evolve from those mean munchey guys whose life force is the black oil. Then there are the faceless rebels and the shape shifting bounty hunters, those green goo guys. Well, I think they're the same species. If you can shape shift you might as well be able to seal off your face to avoid infection, right? Here's where it starts to get interesting. So we're already pretty much figured out that these alien bounty hunters are working against colonization and the grays, for whatever their own reasons may be.... We don't know that yet. The grays are the ones who've been working with the CSM and all the other consortium goons. That's where all the hybridization experiments and the clones are coming from. Well, the rebels have been doing their own experiments. Way back in the pilot episode, that was them. They're working on something involving those people with the abnormal brain waves... telepathic abilities.... A la Theresa Neman, Billy Miles and Mulder. The failed experiments are the people who were killed. These guys were let to live. Now the rebels are back to round them up and train them. And here's what they're training for.... A battle. A big telepathic in the mind battle against the grays to stop colonization. Who knows, maybe we'll even get to see what happened to Gibson next season if any of this works out to be true. So there you go. Am I crazy or what? :-) Any feedback can go to ladymoon@ij.net