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Deep in the shadows of the FBI headquarters in Quantico, a new project is emerging...A small group of files is growing larger and more widely known--these cases are not those that can be catagorized or easily referenced, however.
Called the "X" files, this large group of cases is slowly growing. Humble beginnings in the basement of the headquarters boast of global conspiracies and alien abductions. These events of unbelievable circumstances are immediately thrown to two agents, whose jobs are to investigate and solve these mysterious occurances.
Special agents Fox Mulder and Dana Scully persue these files with vigor: Agent Mulder, the believer of the two, searches through the files for his abducted sister, Samantha; Agent Scully tries her best to debunk Mulder's ideas of werewolves and monsters, but fails to succeed.
Other agents, too, are beginning to see the potential of the X files, and some have requested to join in the fun. The program has been growing like a weed, to say the least. A select group of people. however, wants the X files to be not only halted in growth, but stopped altogether...
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__I'm Alive` « Thread Started on Aug 26, 2008, 7:44pm »
I tried to kill the pain but only brought more so much more I lay dying and I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming am I too lost to be saved am I too lost?
Immense pain in his side. That's all he felt, and he was very cold. He could feel every nerve freezing, screaming out in the bitterness. It was night. He knew that much. He lost control. He felt something falling down his face. It was a fluid. Blood? He couldn't move. He had lost so much blood that he really couldn't concentrate. He could hardly move his body. He tried speaking, but his words were hushed by the cold. The cold had seem to froze his throat. "He...lp," his voice muttered. All raspy and cracked. He felt like a piece of glass. Broken and cold. He felt his hands flutter open, and he looked around. He saw the forest hanging above him. It was dark and very late. His body seemed blue and had no feeling in it. Where was he? How'd he get here?
do you remember me lost for so long will you be on the other side or will you forget me I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming am I too lost to be saved am I too lost?
He rolled his head to the one side, and felt his neck moving slightly. Then he moved it to the other side. A stinging burning pain hit him quickly and hard. He bounced his head away, and figured thats where the bleeding was coming from. He licked his lips, and attempted to sit up. He looked down his body, all he had on was his red boxer shorts. Where was he before this? He wondered. Most likely his house. No... He realized that it was the night of the full moon. He must have transformed into his lycan stage. But why was he bleeding from the side of the head? He must have hit something when he was running. Shit he thought. He was in the middle of the forest. He was freezing, and he was most likely going to bleed to death. Horrible way to die. He didn't want to die. He wanted to belong. He wanted to be around others. He wanted most of all to find love. He needed love. He had been alone so long. He needed it.
post; complete mood; rushing music; Swing Life Away - Rise Against lyrics; Tourniquet - Evanescence comments; rawr. this is most likely going to deal with a case so FBI agents only.
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