X-Files; The Truth

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I WANT TO BELIEVE

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Part I: Prologue

Black era has started in Sirius. On one side humans are fighting each others, and from the other one new threat came. Is the Threatright name for it? Or is the Salvation more accurate? History shows that humans reject unknown, fear of it and attack it, not realizing that their uncivilized behavior and systematic destruction of everything thats around them will eventually have horrible consequences as result.

Humans are nothing more then parasites, they have spread throughout Sirius doing that in which they are the best, exploitation. Who are Nomads then? Nomad is an ancient human word for savages that pillaged and killed everything they encountered. They were humans, is there more to say? Is it a wrong name for higher beings, you decide.....

Nomads are an intelligent specie, technological advanced and children of Daam-K Vosh, now I ask you who are humans to compare with them? They had everything, Systems as their birthright, knowledge to develop but all that was taken away.

What would you do if you were them? It is a strange view of things, trust me I know. It is hard to live in that materialistic society of theirs without such destructive mentality. Who am I then? Who am I to talk about this? Where did I get this knowledge, this pain that haunts me?

Am I going to solve it? I do not know, but I will not give up, my sole purpose is to find essence of my existence, and that alone will push me forwards, I will find out sooner or later, and then my emptiness will be. Will be filled.

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Disappearance
Part II
Day 1 (Space)

The last blinking ray of New York sun melted from our sight and disappeared behind Jump Hole. Celestial skies of Delta were darker and darker, spiced with a violet, emerging slowly, in a luminous contrast as we went deeper and deeper. As we arrived our battle shuttle docked silently in repair bay, as if he is hiding from someone. We were not in the mood for party, and our eyes showed that we are rather grouchy.

Metal Plating of the shuttle was scratched, beaten and burned. But it was a proud, shining, effective ship when he was new. Maybe from all that traumas it experienced the psychotic change of personality. I gently rubbed my tired face, and stood up from the bench on which I was resting. He was watching my every move, following me everywhere. I walked along the hull pointing to the left shuttle doors. We lost some men because of it, and I was standing next to them when that happened. That memory is haunting me ever since,.

I ordered repair, and engineer saluted, but his eyebrow was convulsing. How can that be amusing to him? Lucky for him he didnt smile. He was a skinny man, slightly higher then average, reaching slowly with his hand along the hull where I was pointing. He murmured something to his Dictaphone. I resisted my urge to jump like a frog up and down just to see what he is doing. Engineer expired and said that his squad will take care of it.

I gently pressed my forehead, crossing my hands smiling at the engineer. Marvelous I murmured forcing my companion to twitch. Engineer was too noisy for my liking but he will have to do. We followed him to his office, stopping to see beautiful garden from the lookout. Engineer stood proud and satisfied, looking at my reactions to this game, game of colors. We sorted the papers shortly after and went into the bar to meet with our old Friend Gabriel, our main reason for our visit. Station bar was painted red, but yet the color isnt quite deep red, it is darker then typical. Corners arent sharp, chairs everywhere and a lone dot in the middle, a bar and a stool where our friend was sitting. It smelled of sweat, disgusting

We glazed around the room, walking slowly towards the Gabriel, gently waving at him. We were here to find someone, Pedro Alvarez a good friend of Gabriels has gone missing. All attempts from local authorities in finding him failed, and here we were. Pedro, also called Crazy Pedro was last seen in hangar taking off, even though he never knew how to operate a mere coffee machine. Young boy David was last one who saw him. When we look at it, this case isnt what we were used to solve, but we couldnt refuse.

We searched for that little rascal. Gabriel said to look for a small boy with red hair causing trouble, and indeed we found him, he was being held by security staff. David was not of much use except in eating rainbow colored sweets so we decided to acquire two ships and commence our investigation.

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Sharp cornered, fully armed and shiny battle fighters were waiting for us in cargo bay. Their Cockpits were clean, seats covered with black leather illuminated by control boards. We were satisfied, routine check of all ships systems went in normal boundaries and we were ready to take off. Where should we start? That was the main problem.

We decided to fly around and scan for Pedros ship, knowing that it is going to be like finding a needle in a haystack. System beauty was overwhelming, dark skies, blue planets, calmness; it all seemed so innocent, untouched by human hands. I could certainly get used to live. Time flew by, and we still didnt have any clues to follow except a pilot who informed us that there was a ship going towards that blue planet.

Unlikely to Pedro to go so far we disregarded that and continued to randomly fly around admiring Deltas nature. My Companion curios as he is, disappeared from my scanners, my hearth started to pulsate faster, adrenaline was flowing through my veins. Where is he? I followed his trace to blue planet, finding an empty unknown ship and no trace of my companion. There were no signs of fighting there, no blood and no indications of death. My companion has gone missing and I grew more impatient and scared as the time passed by.

It was getting late; I had to take some rest so I could continue my search tomorrow. Station security intercepted me upon my arrival, questioning what happened. With tears in my eyes I shortly briefed them and went into comfort of my bed. At 5 AM next day I undocked from station, not fully rested, my eyes were slowly shutting down but after hours of useless search I found a trace. Unknown voice contacted me, speaking with difficult and incomprehensible words. Discovery was amazing; entity behind the voice was something I have never seen in my life. His ship was Blue, almost jelly color, weird shape; I doubt that it belonged to any houses of Sirius.

It contacted me, saying that humans are parasites, nothing more, destroying his Space Pastures. He sensed my fear, my hands were sweating, and my hart wanted to jump out of me but there was something familiar about it, but I couldnt figure what. Entity was calm, his actions showed he is intelligent being, more intelligent then us; power of his mind was amazing. He was the one who found my companion but is he the one who destroyed his ship? Near escape pod where the being lead me were parts of ship scattered around.

Terrifying sight but at least my companion was alive. I tractor that burned pod from the coldness of universe to my cargo bay, while preparing to leave, but something was wrong, my body acted like it is not mine, it was under control of that entity. I was sane, this couldnt be a dream, I know where I am, what is it happening with me? There were no answers from the being but my ship was going towards Pedros ship. It was as the entity was trying to say something, but the bond was broken and entity ran away, I felt discomfort and intimidation in him.

At first sight I didnt know what is happening but I found out soon enough. Shiny, big ships entered the scanner range, fully armed ready to destroy the entity. But something else showed up on scanners, a liberty ship, cruiser class arrived to help the being. I was confused; pride of liberty, magnificent construction and great firepower destroyed the hunter ships. It was hard for me to watch destruction of my specie but I was in no position to object. The ships name was LNS-Tundra but there were no information about it in Navy data base. That ship doesnt exists if you are trusting the facts. Ship was infected, they were all part of one mind, discovery was surprising and scary, but in the end they have granted me my life and I was thankful to both of them. I returned safely to Freeport, bestowing my companion and falling into darkness of my dreams

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Part III (Freeport 11, Cantina)

I sat beside Mulder, watching him carefully. He turned around with a questionable look.
Scully: How are you?
Mulder: Good why do you ask?
Scully: Do you maybe know anything about Tundra and Nomads?
Mulder: No I dont have a clue, why?
I waved to him and returned to my room to find something, anything about LN-Tundra and that entity.
An hour later I heard steps in the corridor. I Closed my computer and took my gun pointing it at doors. I have become more jumpy because of the recent events but this time it was only Mulder.
Mulder: Why do you want to know about Tundra? He asked
Scully: Do you know anything about it?
Mulder : Only few things that leaked from Liberty. It seems Tundra was a prototype, a high secret experiment, something about hibernation
Scully: It doesnt sound so interesting what is so special about it.
Mulder: Well it became secret after it was lost in Alaska.
Scully: Lost?
Mulder: Yes, lost with all its crew
Scully: But.
Mulder: But what?
We sat in silence; he was looking at me with his blue eyes. I didnt want to jump with conclusions so I asked him to leave. He frowned but he slowly got out. Tundra was lost, but who was that yesterday and what did my sensors show. I ran to my ship to check the sensor logs but what I found out was even more puzzling. They are showing I have never left Freeport, but. That is impossible, I am sure


All this events followed by disappearance of Pedro were too weird, after days of investigation no trace of Gabriels friend and No sing on Alien entity also. We decided to drag Ikarus (Pedros ship) to Freeport as a last try in finding some clues, for detail search but it was useless. Ship was clean, no sign of fighting, blood, anything that could resolve fate of Pedro. This mystery will never be solved. Gabriel was sad about this development, with tears in his eyes he made peace with the fact that Pedro is lost. We packed our things and left the beautiful system, but our investigation will not end here, we will find out who was that entity and who are Nomads, and is there more behind the so called truth that Liberty Government is selling us through media

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TRUTH

***What is the truth*** (Mysterious Voice spoke)***Glorious or not, that is not important. Human Past is paved by blood and destruction***(War, fighting, mass murdering flashed through Scullys head, the whole dark past of humanity) ***There is no future for man kind*** ***Everything has been taken from us***(Talking lulled and Phantomic scream appeared, loud and almost deafening going through head like a dagger, Talking continued) *** Resisting is useless, hope is light, salvation will come***(Series of Vision occurred, three beautiful suns in Delta, calmness and at the end vision of the alien entity)***Seek the truth***( It said and all visions stopped like nothing happened).

Scully woke up, shaken and disturbed by the visions. Was I dreaming? She lyed down to her bed thinking about the last words Seek the Truth

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Search II.
Part 1. Dr. Jasper Zhukov
Liberty Space

Manhattan sun once more appeared before our eyes in all its glory. Traffic in front of the planet was busy as usual, and our worn shuttle slowly docked.
Smell of green garden in docking bay returned me to my childhood, and tears started to pour from my eyes. My companion woke me up from my dream to alert me. There were Government agents on our tails following us everywhere. Pandora box was open, so it was true after all.
Liberty in her full glory had a magnificent library, knowledge of all Sirius contained in one structure, and it was the most logical place to be visited for research. We could call it one of recent modern wonders in human history. It contains billions and billions of data, documents, audio and video materials. We spent our days there searching for something, but we found nothing of importance that is connected with alien technology expect a certain doctor named Jasper Zhukov.
He was an archeologist, who claimed that there are unknown structures on Manhattan. Rest of science community off course proclaimed him a lunatic in search of glory. His articles were withdrawn by his editor of his magazine Science discovery and all Discs on which the data was disappeared except one which we found in library.
This lead was stretched but it was better then nothing so we decided to visit our Dear doctor. His last known residence was in a poor suburb, in one of old and well worn buildings. To tell you the truth the building from outside didnt look so bad compared with the interior.
We climbed to third the floor where our target was living. We knocked on 569 doors but only sound that was reaching from the room was barking of a dog. Mulder pointed at my gun.
Mulder whispered: Are you ready Scully?
I nodded in sign of approval, my hearth started to pump up, adrenaline was once more going through my veins, Mulder broke the door down.

Doctors flat was dark, stuffy and it had disgusting odor of dogs piss. There was one corridor and it was leading to keeping room of some sort which has been used as a Kitchen also. Only other room there was in original blueprint of the building was a bathroom. This was a hole of an apartment, few books lying on the floor, wall was mottled with weird lines and signs but doctor was nowhere to be found. Mulder resumed his investigation finally saying I found him Scully. Poor Doctor was lying in a tub full of water. By the decay of his body we concluded that he is dead for only few hours. Mulder returned to living room, moving some of the books with his legs.


Demons and Angels (Mulder said)

Scully turned towards him; What
It is a book Scully, a book that says that whole universe is controlled by Alien beings (Mulder)
Scully smiled, Yes bunch of nonsense (Mulder confirmed)
What do you think Scully about those lines on the Wall? Mulder approached the wall.

Scully smiled.
Yes, more nonsense Mulder confirmed, but looked back to the wall. What do you think it means Scully? These lines are too balanced for some meaningless drawing. Pass me that mop. - Scully took some old mop from doctors table and passed it to Mulder. Lets see what is hidden behind this dust

Mulder slowly started to wipe and the lines started to get a meaning. Two words were written on the wall with fluorescent color. Pons Aelius What does that mean Mulder said looking at Scully. I honestly have no clue, it sounds ancient Latin but that language is not used for centuries now, and it is extinct. I Doubt we will find any data about that in Library. Scully noted, Alright lets take some pictures just in case, this is our only lead, unless dead doctor there can tell us something Mulder ironically looked in direction of Bathroom. Ok we are done here, pack the things I hear something- Scully said, but it was already late, there were sirens outside and police climbing the stairs, Mulder took the film from the camera and replaced it with empty one.

Only minutes before Government agents stormed into the room. Take them to the headquarters deep voice commanded from the darkness of the corridor, staying out of their sight. The only last thing that they heard and saw after a mysterious voice was a stun gun bursting into their chests throwing them into deep sleep.

Scully woke up three hours later surrounded by lights in a small room, so small that stuffy bathroom of dear dead doctor seemed like a exclusive suit compared to it. Someone spoke; it was that deep mysterious voice.

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Welcome Commander Scully to our facility, I am sorry, but we had to prevent any more accidents in dear doctors flat. Fact that we found you there with his dead body was enough disturbing to all and we couldnt afford to attract more attention

Scully: We didnt kill the doctor. We were there to ask him something. He was already like that when we got there Scully spoke fast and unconnected, trying to scrape off any dirt from their names.

Voice: We are aware of that commander, we will not pin his death to you, and do you know why are you being held here?

Scully: Yes I might but, where are we?

Voice: Commander if we wanted you to know where you are you wouldnt be in a small room talking to a speaker and a mirror. Voice ironically chuckled

Scully: True but I demand some answers this is against the rules, you cant keep us here without anyone knowing where we are

Voice: My dear, we can do everything we want. If we wanted you dead, we would destroy your ship in Delta, and would blame it on pirates or even the Nomads

Scully shivered both because of that voice and coldness of the room. But it was a standard procedure when interrogating. Put a prisoner in a small room, make him uncomfortable, and take all his strength to get to the truth. But neither she nor Mulder knew anything and that fact was going to their aid.

Scully: Nomads, you know something about them?

Voice: Yes we do know quite a fair deal about them but nothing of that should be concerning you, I warn both of you give up from this useless investigation before you experience some weird accidents

Scully: IS THAT A THREAT?

Voice: Off course not, we are not animals. It is an advice, and please commander you are in no position to yell at someone he laughed. Speakers were dead once more. Scully presumed their so called interview was finished but she knew this is not the end. Buzzy sound once again hit her in the chest, making her to faint.




Voice: Take them to their shuttle they do not know anything yet

Mysterious man turned around with a grin slowly going to the elevator. Voice:Top Floor please
Elevator stopped on the 100 floor and the mysterious man slowly stepped into the lobby. There were all sorts of security checks; retinal, fingerprint scanners and at the end a big mahogany door.

Voice: Douglas, Jim doors slid open, Douglas entered the conference hall. A big room with a big meeting table in the middle.

First man looked up and asked: And?

Douglas (Voice): Well it appears they do not know anything yet. Douglas slowly exhaled smoke from his expensive Cuban cigar.

Second man: Oh I see you found our little stash of antiquities, you are aware that you are smoking centuries old cigar?

Douglas (Voice): Off course I do. Its a privilege that goes with this line of work He grinned Well they are not a threat yet, camera was empty so they didnt take any pictures. They are aware of Nomads though, but so is the half of the universe. If it comes to that we will just spread the word they were cooperating with Doctor Zhukov.

Third man turned around: Yes, good job Jim but I want 24 hour surveillance on them. I know from my experience that those two never give up. What about Pons Aelius, do they know what is it?

Douglas (Voice): I dont think so, but both of them are smart enough, they will find out soon that that is ancient name for Newcastle.

First man: In that case, lets do this silently, cooperate with our agents in Bretonia. I want all the evidence destroyed.

Douglas (Voice): As you wish, but I still think we are overreacting a bit

First man: No do as he said we cannot allow any more leakage of information. That would be all Jim you are excused

Douglas (Voice, Jim): Very well





Day 2 (Athena, transport, docking bay 1 Manhattan)


Scully woke up surrounded by a white light turning around manically to see where they dragged her.

Scully: Is this the facility, no this is something familiar. DOES ANYBODY HEARS ME she yelled

***We hear you***, *** (Calmness and joy seized Scullys mind) ***, ***Peace...We...Seek...No...Pain***,

Scully: Is that you KShasul?

***We are reunited (Vision of Pons Aelius appears) ***

Scully:What is this? Is that what we need to find?

***Walk slowly Newcastle. Seek light there, calmness***

Scully: What is Aelius?
***Lead***
Scully:Lead to what? Is that the library, knowledge, Daam KVosh heritage?
But there was no answer from the being, just another vision of Newcastle. Scully woke up on her bed onboard the Transport. Mulder was looking at her with worried look: Are you ok Scully, you were babbling about something.
Scully:Yes, pack your things we are going to Newcastle
Mulder: Newcastle?
Scully: Yes trust me this time, do not ask me anything just trust me
To be continued

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To be contiuned...