X-FILES FANFIC
(Author's Note: I am terrible with titles and don't really like
the ones I have here, if you can come up with a better title for any
of my pieces, please let me know and I will give you the credit for it.
Thanx for reading these, more will come soon.)
O hearken ye who would believe,
The gracious tidings now receive:
Gloria, gloria, In excelsis Deo.
I bring a tale of truth
It's better to light a single candle
Than to curse the darkness.
While you're at it ... why don't you read some
MillenniuM FanFic as well?
STORIES
*A few of these stories were written by a good friend of mine, please take the time to
read what she has written ... then why not drop her an e-mail and tell her what
you think?! ;)
I know
: Set in future. Mulder reflects on the events that brought about Scully's
death. He has become an old man full of regret and pain.
It Happend Tomorrow
: One day Scully finds herself literally 'out of time', she must find
out what happend to her world and if there is anything that can be done to fix
time. Sev is gonna kill me for saying this, but
I think this story is kinda 'shippy ... beware!
It Happend Tomorrow (pt. 1)
It Happend Tomorrow (pt. 2)
It Happend Tomorrow (pt. 3)
Never More
: Scully dwells on the past events of her life then has an epiffanty of
what is to come.
Sun Behind The Clouds
: Mulder and Scully investigate a series of murders and find a new
understanding of their friendship.
Sun Behind The Clouds (pt. 1)
Sun Behind The Clouds (pt. 2)
Sun Behind The Clouds (pt. 3)
POEMS
An Echoing Love Song
: Scully dwells on the thoughts of her relationship with Mulder, where they have
been ... and where they are going. Will they ever express how they feel to
each other, or will they wait until it is too late? Taken from T.S. Eliot's
The Love Song of J. Alfred
Prufrock. Christine's poem is beautiful, and a personal favorite of mine.
And He Hated It
: Mulder mourns Scully's passing.
Blackness
: A wild and crazy piece, too hard to explain it all here, go read it for yourself.
... But I Don't Anymore
: Scully has been abducted, and Mulder is asking to any god who will listen ...
that she might be returned. Mulder still doesn't believe in aliens anymore.
This poem is about one man's lonely escape from society ... searching for
someone he lost ... and in the end, asking for a God he doesn't believe in, to help.
Cracked Mirrors
: This one can be either X-FILES or MILLENNIUM poetry depending on who you believe is speaking (Frank or Fox).
Cruelest Truth
: I believe Mulder and Scully are drifting farther and farther apart from
each other idealistically and on a deeper frienship-level. It is only a matter
of time before Scully leaves Mulder to persue her own goals. Fox has been
alone before, and he will be alone again soon. This is just a poem that helps
explain why people like Fox often have to persue their own agendas alone.
Mulder is not neccassarily the speaker in this poem.
Cryopods
: Set directly after Mulder and Scully are rescued from the Antartic in
Fight The Future. Mulder muses over his relationship with Scully
and what has happend to the two of them through-out Mulder's quest.
Dammit Mulder!
: Visions of caving Mulder's skull in with a rather heavey object
have grown extremly appealing to me, ever since he has been on his
"I Don't Believe Anymore" kick. Writen directly after watching the kiss
from Krychek in "The Red and The Black".
Failings
: Unnamed character muses about life, could be anyone speaking, but most will say it's F.Mulder...
(I favor Cancer-Man myself). :)
Five Years
: Wrote this piece after watching "The Red and The Black". It reminded
me of how much our two agents have gone through over the years, how much
they have trusted each other, and the limits they are finding now.
For One More Night
: Scully is sick (Momento Mori) and wants Mulder (but not sexually).
He Was Blind Drunk Yesterday
: The only thing Mulder can do after Scully is murdered by the
'10-Old-Men' ... he finds refuge in the bottum of a bottle. I wrote this
WAAAYYY before the MOVIE came out, so this little poem was in no way
influenced by the bar-scene in the movie.
I . . . Care . . . ?
: X-FILE/MILLENNIUM poem, Frank Black or Mulder could be speaking.
I Don't Believe Anymore
: Mulder thinks too much (as usual), over the way things have been going for him ever since Gethsemany.
I Now Realize
: After years of searching and failure Mulder accepts his loss and gives
up his quest.
KEK GAXALY: The Suite of Stars
: Although these poems have no direct connection to THE X-FILES, I believe
Mulder would read them. This is a series of poems I wrote that are dedicated
to astronomy and cosmology. These are the reasons we look up into the night sky
and want to believe.
The T.V. Sings of Infomercials
: Four words -- night ... Mulder ... couch ... piggies. :)
There are men . . .
: This is another X-FILES/MILLENNIUM poem (not yet completed though)
the first two paragraphs are understandable, but the last five lines
don't make much sense without me finishing the poem, I'm thinking of
adding more about Frank Black, Millennium, and the problems the two are facing.
Useless and Alone
: Set in future, Mulder thinks about the life he has spent in the FBI.
Was There Ever A Time?
: Mulder is speaking to Scully about her lack of conviction to his search for
the 'truth'.
What Makes You Believe So Boldly?
: Cancer-Man antangonizes Mulder ... the MEANY >:(.
You Should Have
: Wrote this piece after watching "Emily", more explanations are after
the poem.
DISCLAIMER
:
In most of the poems, no names are stated,
but I'll say this just to appease the legal drones at FOX.
Mulder and Scully don't belong to me,
(DUH...NO SH*T!!!)
They belong to themselves (as much as any of us can) and CC, 1013, FOX.
Some of these poems are revisions of a work I originally made
that had nothing to do with X-Files,
I just added a name or two from the show. (If even *THAT* much).
I haven't made any money off this yet, but should the chance arise
I'll take every penny I can get.
I'll just change a few things first.
I CAN DO THAT FOX, AFTERALL, THIS IS STILL MY WORK!!!!
If any of the legal-hounds at FOX want my blood or money,
they won't get it without a fight.
If YOU SUE ME, the only things you'll get are
an enemy for life,
and a foot UP YER ARSE!!!
You can't have it all
This is my empire of dirt
I will not bow down
I will make you hurt
I will gladly be a martyr to the cause.
I will fight the good fight.
Come on FOX, are you willing to risk turning one man's religion into a crusade?
You've already started the avalanche, do you think you can stop it now?
Sorry, but all this legal bullsh*t pisses me off!!!!
Email: lathus@hotmail.com
