Title: Black Magic
Summary: 11 teenage girls enter a cornfield. Only 9 come back out alive.
The group had gathered almost an hour ago. The eight girls; Jen, Becky, Phoebe, Chrissy, Sarah, Rachel, Ashley, Tessa, and Mary; had agreed not to tell anybody else from their little "club." Their parents thought all of them were on a camping trip. In the middle of the circle they had formed sat Shannon and Heather, both in a trance-like state.
Becky began to chant, "Dis Parcae Ops."
The seven others replied in unison, "Orcus Juventas Discordia."
Lightening clapped. A storm had brewed, and so had trouble. The girls stared at Shannon and Heather, as if focusing some sort of energy. As if understanding something, the two stood up and held metal rods up to the sky. As Becky, Sarah, Rachel, Phoebe, Jen, Chrissy, Tessa, and Mary walked away from the scene, lightning hit the rods and the other two girls fell to the ground, dead.
It was late and both of them were tired.
"Left turn," Scully announced to her partner.
"Last time you told me which way to turn, we got hopelessly lost," Mulder said, laughing.
He was in a surpisingly good mood, especially since he hadn't slept in two days and he'd been driving for three hours, gotten held up in a traffic jam, and had to stop and ask someone for directions when they got lost.
"What's the background on this case?" Scully asked him.
"Some of the townspeople of Delmar suspect that supernatural powers are being used. In other words, they think some of the girls from the local school are practicing witchcraft.
"That sounds a little medvial," she said with a skeptical glance. He smiled, as if agreeing. They pulled up in front of the Sandman Hotel and checked in.
Mulder banged on the door again. How could she still be asleep?
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Scully called from inside the room. Before she could open the door, her partner burst into the room. "Mulder, what happened?" She asked sleepily, "I'm guessing you didn't wake me up for no reason."
"Two girls died last night," he said, "Under strange circumstances."
"I'm Special Agent Mulder, this is Agent Scully," Mulder said as they flashed their badges, "We're with the FBI."
"I'm Chief Taylor," an officer replied, "I was told you were coming. Welcome to Delmar."
"What exactly happened?" Scully asked.
"Nobody's quite sure yet," Taylor replied, "All we know is that eleven girls went out last night and only nine returned."
"Could we have the names of the other nine girls for questioning?" Mulder asked.
"Of course," Taylor replied, handing him a list, "But I don't think any of them were involved. They're all nice, smart girls with no record of even a detention."
"Thanks," Mulder said."
"If there's no problem, I'd like to do autopsies on the dead girls," Scully said.
"There's no problem," Taylor said, "The families prefer it, actually. The bodies will be sent to the Salisbury FBI lab."
Her phone rang, surprising her as she was leaving the lab area. "Hello," Scully said, picking up her cell phone.
"Scully, its me," Mulder said, "Did you find out anything?"
"They were both hit by lightening, or so it seems," she said, walking out to her car.
"Should I go ahead and start the interrogations?" Mulder asked.
"No," she said, "I'll meet you back at the hotel, and we'll both go. I have some questions to ask as well."
4 West East Street
There was a knock at the door. Sarah and Tessa Newhouse looked up with surprise. They were not expecting company. They gave Stratego a rest and got up to answer the door.
Tessa got there first. "May I help you?" she asked.
"I'm Agent Mulder, this is Agent Scully," Mulder said, "We work for the FBI."
"Please, come in," Tessa said, "Can I get you something? Iced tea? Root beer?"
"No thanks," the two agents replied simultaneously.
"Please, sit down," Sarah said, after putting away the game."
They all sat down in the living room, Mulder and Scully taking the couch, Sarah and Tessa in the two comfy chairs.
"We'd like to question you concerning the deaths of Heather and Shannon Porter," Scully told the girls.
Delmar Police Department
"Tell me, in your own words, what happened," Mulder said to Tessa in one of the two interrogation rooms.
"Well, we were camping in my uncle's field. There was a storm coming, we heard it on the portable radio. We were going inside, but Shannon and Heather thought it was safe. They held up curtain rods to try to prove their point," she paused, "Suddenly, I saw their bodies jolt..."
Interrogation Room #2
"I saw their bodies jolt, and start shaking. There was a loud boom, like the loudest fireworks on the Fourth of July. Their bodies fell to the ground, and we didn't want to chance getting hurt, so we ran for the house, but the power was out so we couldn't call 911 until morning."
"Is that what really happened?" Scully asked.
"I wouldn't lie," Sarah said.
Delmar Pizza Restaraunt
"Their stories match up," Scully said, "If that doesn't prove innocence, what does?"
"It could prove that they thought up the story together," Mulder said, "Remember Comity?"
"Do you really believe that two straight A, nice girls would kill their friends?"
Mulder took a sip of iced tea, "No, but neither of them have straight A's- there could be a chance," he said with a sly grin.
She had to smile, "We still have to question the other eight girls- Becky, Chrissy, Rachel, Mary, Phoebe, Jen, and Ashley."
"Let's go to the Birch residence," Mulder said, "It's the closest."
14 Lincoln Avenue
Becky was disturbed from her Monty Python movie by a knock at the door. "Hello?" she said, opening the door half way.
"I'm Agent Mulder. This is Agent Scully," Mulder said, "We work for the FBI."
"Are those real badges?" Becky asked, opening the door the rest of the way.
Smiling, Mulder said, "We're here to question you about the deaths of Shannon and Heather Porter."
Just then, Chrissy came out of the bathroom, "Becky, we're supposed to be working on our Band... Hello."
"Chrissy," Becky said, "This is Agent Mulder and Agent Scully. They work for the FBI."
"Looks like we just killed two birds with one stone," Scully said aside to Mulder.
Interrogation Room #1
"That's the same thing Sarah and Tessa told us," Mulder said to Becky.
"So the story checks out?" Becky asked.
"As far as I can see," Mulder said.
Interrogation Room #2
"Your story checks out," Scully said, "It's a perfect alibi."
"So I can go home now?" Chrissy asked.
"I suppose so," Scully said.
Sandman Hotel 9:45 PM
Mulder stirred, half asleep. The hotel's central air was broken, and it was August, with 90 degree weather. He turned up the fan the management had given him and looked at the clock. Maybe there was a movie on. There was a knock at the door.
"Scully, what are you doing up?" He asked when he opened the door.
"I couldn't sleep," she said, "And it was either because of the heat or my dream about the hornets."
"Your dream of being stung by hornets is an omen of success in your current under-takings," he said.
"Nice," she smiled, "but I wasn't being stung."
"Then it must be a warning against hostile associates," Mulder said with a grin, "Am I hostile?"
Scully smiled. She sat down in the desk chair and rubbed at her neck.
"You okay?" asked Mulder.
"I'm fine," she said, "I just have this stiffness in my neck."
"Allow me," he said, walking over.
"Sure, fine," she said, taking off her coat.
He stood behind her and started to rub her neck and shoulders.
"So, any theories on the case?" he asked.
"I assume they're innocent. Their stories match up," she said, "What's your opinion?"
"My opinion?" he said, "My opinion is that you shouldn't be wearing a trench coat in the middle of summer."
"Thanks for your concern," she said, "but I meant about the case."
"In that case," he said, "I think that all nine girls are part of a coven. This might not be a good time, but you're wearing my favorite perfume."
"Oh really?" she said, "I had no idea. I'll never wear it again."
He grinned, "No, you whould wear it more often. It's just right for you."
"What were we talking about again?" she asked.
He laughed a little, then there was an awkward silence. A knock came at the door.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Agent Mulder," he said, "and Agent Scully, but there's been another accident."
Delmar High School 10:31 PM
"Was there anyone near the body?" Scully asked when they arrived at the scene.
"No," Taylor replied, "Just some stray cats."
"Black cats?" Mulder asked.
"Aren't you being a little superstitious?" Scully asked him with a skeptical tone.
"Sure, fine," he said, "Whatever, but remember how right I was last time."
She blushed, "We were both wrong, Mulder, so let's get to work."
"Sure, fine," he teased, "Whatever."
"After examining all three bodies, there was only one obvious similarity. All three of the girls- Megan McGinnis, Heather and Shannon Porter- were in a somnolent state before death. Other than that, there is no apparant resemblance between causes," Scully told Mulder.
"So there may have been supernatural powers involved?" Mulder asked hopefully.
"Yes," she admitted, "but don't tell anyone I agreed with you. They'll think I'm 'Mrs. Spooky'."
"Do you think I'm spooky?" Mulder asked, giving her his best "sad puppy face."
Scully bit her lip. It was all she could do not to burst out laughing.
"Let's get some sleep," he said, "it might clear our minds."
"Night, Scully," Mulder said as he walked into his room.
"Night," she said.
She reached to turn on the room's lights. The switch was on, but the lights weren't.
Suddenly, she heard a crash on the other side of the room. Getting out her gun and flashlight, she slowly walked over.
"FBI- Freeze," she said calmly, shining her light on the intruders.
The three girls stood up. It was Tessa, Mary, and Ashley.
"We have something to tell you," Tessa began....
The phone's ringing jolted Mulder from his sleep. He didn't even have to wonder who it was. Only one person would call him at 1 am. "Mulder," he said, picking up the phone.
"Mulder, it's me," she said, "You'd better come over here. We just got three witnesses."
Interrogation Room 1
"We told them it was wrong," Mary said, "and that we would leave the coven if they did."
"But you were there the night Shannon and Heather were killed?" Scully asked.
"Yes," Ashley said, "But not when Megan was killed."
"Mulder, their story checks out," Scully said, "All three of them were at Tessa's house the night Megan's body was found."
"We told them not to," Tessa said, "That they'd get caught."
"Are you trying to say that you actually have supernatural powers?" Scully asked, still skeptical.
"Do you want a demonstration?" Ashley asked.
"Sure, fine," Mulder said.
The three girls stood up. They closed their eyes and chanted softly. After a few seconds, they began to levitate. After a few minutes, the girls came back down to the floor. "How was that?" Mary asked.
"Ok, I believe you," Scully said, surprised.
"Wait," Mulder said, getting out the tape recorder, "Say that again."
"Very funny," she said, "And I will, if you behave."
"We need your help," Mary said.
"What do you want us to do?" Mulder asked, tearing his eyes from his partner's.
"Here's our plan," Ashley said....
"Are you sure their plan will work?" Scully asked Mulder as they approached the field.
"Yes," he said, "I'm quite sure... here they come."
On one side of the cornfield, Tessa, Ashley, and Mary were coming. Sarah, Phoebe, Jen, Chrissy, Becky, and Rachel came from the other side.
"What do you want?" Becky asked, glaring at the other group.
"We want you to stop this," Tessa said. Five other girls laughed, but Sarah grew quiet.
"They're right," she said, "This is wrong."
"Join them if you wish," Rachel sneered, "But be warned- you will regret it."
As Sarah walked over, Becky said, "Let the battle begin."
The two groups formed circles under the now stormy sky. "I call on the powers of the guardians of the North," Sarah called out to the sky, "For the powers of good. Hear me and grant my request!"
"I call on the powers of the guardians of the East," Mary paused, "For the powers of good. Hear me and grant my request!"
"I call on the powers of the guardians of the South," Tessa cried, "For the powers of good. Hear me and grant my request!"
"I call on the powers of the guardians of the West," Ashley called out, "For the powers of good. Hear me and grant my request."
"Hear us!" the four chanted together. "I call on the magic of the gaurdians of the Phlegethon," Becky cried, "Oh, guardians of the river of fire, hear me!"
"I call on the magic of the guardians of the Acheron," Rachel called to the sky, "Oh guardians of the river of woe, hear me!"
"I call on the magic of the guardians of the Cocytus," Phoebe cried, "Oh guardians of the river of lamentation, hear me!"
"I call on the magic of the guardians of the Lehte," Chrissy called out, "Oh guardians of the river of oblivion, hear me!"
"I call on the magic of the guardians of the Styx," Jen cried out, "Oh guardians of the river of hate, hear me!"
"Grant our request," the five chanted together.
A ball of light formed in the center of each group.
In the center of Tessa's group, it was a burning globe of white. In the center of Becky's coven, it was a glowing, smoking, evil-looking ball of black. Suddenly, each ball burst, sending waves of energy across the field, knocking Mulder and Scully to the ground.
Then, everything was quiet.
"Scully, are you ok?" Mulder asked with concern when he found his voice.
"Yes, Mulder, I'm fine," she said shakily, sitting up, "Are you?"
"I'm fine," he said, "but where did the coven go?"
Halfway across the field, where nine girls once stood, there was nothing but a circle of burned corn. Mulder and Scully slowly stood up, supporting each other, and walked over. Where the girls had been, only a few seconds ago, there was nothing but five piles of ashes.
"What happened to the other four?"
As if in answer to her question, Sarah, Tessa, Mary, and Ashley appeared. "Your plan worked," Sarah said.
"How did you know about the plan?" Mary asked.
"I don't know," Sarah said, surprised, "I think I can read minds!"
"Not another psychic," Scully groaned.
"Let me tell you what you're thinking," Sarah said.
"Be my guest," Scully answered with a smile.
"Hmm... you're thinking about the guy you like. You see him every day, but you have never told him how you feel, because he's your best friend," Sarah said triumphantly.
Scully laughed and turned red as Mulder gave her a questioning glance.
"That's wouldn't be me, now, would it?" he asked, smiling.
"I don't think I'll tell you," she said.
"Neither will I," Sarah said, "I love secrets."
As the girls walked away, Mulder and Scully turned back towards the car.
"You sure it wasn't me?" Mulder asked coyly, looking her in the eye.
"Oh, shut up, Mulder," she said, breaking away from his gaze.
"Sure, fine, whatever," he said.
"Don't start that again," she warned him.
He grinned, "How 'bout I finish that neck rub when we get back?"
"Sure, fine..." she said.
"Don't even say it," he warned.
"Sounds great," she said, seriously, looking into his eyes.