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Hunter�s Moon
Fandom: Angel/X-Files

Disclaimer: All X-Files characters are copyright to their respective owners. Riley Hunter is my original character and should not be taken or used without my permission.

Rating: NC-17

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Author�s Notes: This crossover diverges from the Angel storyline in season two. Lindsey MacDonald never left Wolfram and Hart. His hand was returned to him and he and Lilah Morgan are still co-running the Special Projects Division. Fred has joined the team and has adjusted to life back on Earth. Kate Lockely, by necessity, is still on the police force. I�m not sure where in the X-Files to place it, but sometime in either season 4 or 5.

Summary: Mulder and Scully receive a call that there are bodies turning up in Los Angeles, bodies of unidentifiable creatures, all killed by the same unknown person with the same weapon. Unknown to Mulder and Scully, the Syndicate sends Krycek to find out what he can about the mysterious creatures and their killer.
File 03: Demons and Lawyers
Wolfram and Hart

3:06 pm
�That takes care of the regular business. Anything to add?� Linwood looked around the table at the assembled members of the Special Projects division of the firm.

�I�d like to add something,� Lilah spoke up. �It seems that we have three new players in town dealing with the dead demons that have been popping up.�

�It�s bad enough that the police are involved and now this?� Linwood was justifiably upset. �Who are these people?�

�The first two are F.B.I agents by the names of Mulder and Scully. The third I haven�t been able to learn much about. His name is Alex Krycek, but that�s really all I know. The L.A.P.D contacted the F.B.I regarding the demon bodies. It seems that the Bureau has a department that specializes in paranormal phenomena and these two agents belong to it.�

�Great,� Lindsay muttered, rolling his eyes. �An unknown and a pair of Feds. Great. Just great.�

�This can be salvaged,� Linwood said slowly. �We need to find this hunter and I think I know where to look.�

�Sir?� Lilah asked, confused.

�Nothing for you to worry about. We�ll discuss this at our next meeting, so unless anyone has something else to bring forward, this meeting is adjourned.�
�What are you thinking, Lilah?� Lindsey MacDonald asked his fellow lawyer.

�Not much.� Lilah Morgan didn�t like Lindsey, but he did get straight to the point. �Wondering what�s going on Linwood�s head mostly. What isn�t he telling us about this demon hunter? And how is it that he knows where to start looking?�

�Why are you asking me? I�m as much in the dark as you are.�

�I�m not asking, I�m talking to myself, trying to figure things out.�

Lindsey nodded. �Do you think this hunter is a threat to the firm?�

�Could be. It�s better to assume so and be prepared for it.�

�What do you have in mind?�

�I think we should talk to this third person, this Alex Krycek, see if he can help us out.�

�How much help do you think you can get out of this guy?� Lindsey paused at his office door. �I�m more worried about the F.B.I. What were the police thinking, bringing them in?�

�Especially these two. My source tells me that one is a medical doctor and the other believes in aliens.�

Lindsey raised an eyebrow. �Aliens? That�s the craziest thing I�ve ever heard.�

�Tell me about it,� Lilah snickered. �Then again, isn�t the Host from Caritas technically an alien, being from a demon dimension and all?�

�If you really want to define an alien that way, then yes, I suppose. So do you want to talk to this Krycek person or shall I?�

�I�ll talk to him. He might respond better to a woman�s touch. Besides, I don�t trust you to bungle this.�

�I could say the same to you.� Lindsey paused. �Do you even know how to get a hold of him?�

�I know where he�s staying. You didn�t think I�d come to the staff meeting unprepared, did you?�
Crown Palace Hotel

Dinning Room

5:00 pm
�So, Scully, how was your day?� Mulder asked as he looked at the restaurant�s menu. He�d spent the entire day at the local library trying to find anything about the bodies or if the city had ever reported anything like it before.

Scully, on the other hand, had spent the day interviewing the people who had found the bodies. She sighed and looked up at her partner. �Next time I get to do the library research and you can interview people.�

�That bad, huh?�

�Let�s just say that I didn�t learn anything and leave it at that. If you happen to have any aspirin on you, that would be nice.�

�Poor Scully,� Mulder said sympathetically.

�Were you more productive?�

�As a matter of fact, I did learn something. Not much, but it sent me looking elsewhere. To make a long story short, I made a contact. This contact knows what�s going on and wants to talk to us later at a karaoke bar called Caritas.�

�A karaoke bar? That�s kind of a strange place, isn�t it?�

�If that�s where he wants to meet us, then that�s where we�ll meet.� Mulder shrugged.

�Did you catch his name?�

�Lorne. No last name.�

�Probably doesn�t want us tracking him down.�

�It�s not that. He says he doesn�t have a last name.�

Scully raised an eyebrow. �None? Odd. Out of curiosity, what does this guy look like?�

�I never saw his face, but he was wearing a yellow suit. His face was hidden.�

�He really doesn�t want to be identified. He gave you the address?� Mulder fished a sheet of paper out of his jacket pocket. �Right. You sing?�

�Nope. You?�

�Don�t you remember that time when we were lost in the woods and you told me to sing to keep you awake?�

�Oh yeah. That just goes to show that the mind really does block out painful memories.�

�It wasn�t that bad.�

�No, Scully, I meant your voice.� Scully glared at him and he laughed. �I�m teasing.�

�I realize that. What time are we supposed to be at this bar?�

�Well, it opens when the sun goes down, so any time after that is ok.�

�Right.� The waiter came to their table. �Yes, I�ll have the fourteen ounce New York steak, well done, and some coffee, please.�

�And you sir?�

�I�ll have the same.� The waiter took their menus and left. �You�re hungry tonight.�

�I�ve had a bad day, Mulder.�

�Let�s hope this is over with soon so we can get back to Washington. You need a break.�

�That�s very nice of you, but remember what happened the last time I went on vacation?�

�Right. The evil doll. Well, that can�t be helped. Point is, you need a break. We both do.�

�Sure. Ah. Here�s dinner. I�m starved.�
Wayside Motel

5:05 pm
Krycek returned to his motel room after a long day of wandering around. He didn�t quite remember where he�d gone during the day. All that mattered was that he was back in his room. Problem was, he hadn�t come up with anything in all of his thinking. If what the people of Angel Investigations had said earlier was true, then man truly wasn�t alone on the Earth, that there were many races of creatures that the common folk knew nothing about, not even the people he worked for. For some reason, that thought was really disturbing to him. Now he understood what it felt like to have your view of the world do a complete about face.

He started to take his jacket off when he noticed a folded sheet of white paper on the table. He stopped and went over to pick it up. It was a note addressed to him. Suspicion warred with curiosity as he unfolded it.

It read:

Mr. Alex Krycek,

You weren�t here earlier when I came to see you. We at Wolfram and Hart are aware that you have had contact with a demon hunter and would like to talk with you about that. If you would care to learn more about things that are surely confusing and strange to you, meet me at the following address at 8:00 this evening.

Sincerely,

Lilah Morgan
He blinked and set the note down, moving to sit down on the edge of his bed. This was an unexpected turn of events. He knew about Wolfram and Hart from his talk with Angel Investigations earlier. If what they said were true, that law firm was in with demons and all sorts of unpleasant things. They were almost like the Syndicate, but dealt with demons instead of aliens and conspiracies.

Krycek had to admit that he was curious. Who was this Lilah Morgan and how did she know who he was and how to find him? For that matter, how did she know what he�d seen the night before? Were they in league with the hunter? Or were they enemies?

In the end, he decided to go. He needed to learn more about the hunter in order to satisfy both his personal curiosity and to give a detailed report back to the Syndicate. Besides, he had nothing better to do later that evening and if someone was going to willingly provide him with information, who was he to say no? He was, if nothing else, opportunistic.
Caritas

7:30 pm
Mulder and Scully walked into what was undoubtedly the strangest situation they�d ever found themselves in. It wasn�t the locale that was odd, but he people populating it, if �people� was the correct word to use in most of their cases. Up on stage, there was a strange-looking creature with green skin and black spines sticking out of its face singing an old Beatles tune. Most of the audience was comprised of other strange beings, some vaguely human in appearance, others very inhuman. At the bar, there was a human drinking a thick red substance out of a glass. Another slid onto a stool beside him and asked what that was. He replied with B-. The second one nodded and signaled to the bar tender that he�d like the same thing.

Mulder and Scully exchanged a look. B-? Wasn�t that a blood type? Strange name for an alcoholic beverage. They looked around, deciding to take a seat at the bar. Mulder ordered them a beer each to make them look like customers. It wasn�t long before a strange looking man in a pale yellow suit walked up to them. His suit wasn�t the strangest thing about him, either. His skin was deep green and he had a pair of short red horns on his head. He carried a drink in one hand.

He smiled. �Welcome to Caritas. You two look a little lost. Is there something I can help you with?�

�Uh, yeah, I�m Mulder and this is Scully. We were supposed to meet someone here.�

�You two are with the F.B.I?� They nodded. �I was wondering when you were going to show up. I�m Lorne, the guy who you�re here to talk to.�

�You�re definitely not what I expected,� Mulder stated. �I don�t mean to stare, but are you�uh��

�Human?� Lorne supplied. �No. Though I dislike using the term, I�m a demon. Not from around here, but that doesn�t really matter.�

�Mulder tells me that you know what�s going on around here.� Scully�s eyes moved from his skin to the horns and back again.

�I get a lot of odd customers down here and I hear a lot of strange things. You see that Bracken demon on the stage there? He�s afraid. All of the demons here are afraid. Some have reason to and others don�t, but the fact remains that there�s still fear.�

�What reason do they have to be afraid?� Scully asked.

�You�ve seen the bodies, right? They�re afraid that they�ll be next. You might not see it, but they all look really nervous. Funny thing is that they�re safe here.�

�What makes them safe here?�

�There�s a non-violence spell placed on this place. It�s impossible for any harm to come to anyone who comes in.�

Scully raised an eyebrow skeptically. �Really? I just don�t see how that�s possible.�

�That�s not the important thing right now. You wanted to know about those bodies and that�s what I brought you here for.�

�So start talking.� Scully looked irritated.

�Don�t mind her. She�s had a bad day.�

�Right. I get that.� Lorne swallowed some of his brightly colored drink and continued. �To make a long story short, there�s a demon hunter that�s taken up residence here in L.A.�

�What�s the long story?� Mulder asked.

�It would take too long to tell it. It started hundreds of years ago and is still going on. Besides, I don�t really know all of the specific details.� He paused, looking over to the door. �Well now. There�s something I don�t see every day.�

Mulder and Scully turned to see a tall, thin woman with brown hair and an expressionless face. She was dressed in a skirt suit and looked very formal. She sat down at a table and crossed her legs, taping her fingernails impatiently on the table top. �You know her?� Mulder asked.

�That�s Lilah Morgan, a lawyer with Wolfram and Hart. If you need legal representation while here, I suggest that you steer clear of them. That�s another long story, but they�re evil. Take all the bad things you�ve ever head about lawyers and that�s them.�

�I think you might be exaggerating just a little bit there,� Sully said.

Lorne shrugged. �Suit yourself. Just take my advice and avoid them. Lilah is a good example of what they�re like. She�s not a very nice person. The only W&H lawyer I can stand is Lindsey MacDonald, and that�s just because the guy can sing. Boy, can he sing.�

�So about this hunter,� Scully prompted.

�Oh, right. I don�t know a lot, but it�s a lot more than what you know. The chances of you finding her are very slim. She�s very secretive and prefers to be left alone.�

�This hunter is a woman?� Scully asked incredulously. �I�ve seen the damage done to those bodies. The depth of those marks are made by someone incredibly strong.�

�She is strong,� Lorne stated. �I mean, she�s no Slayer, but she�s one tough little hell cat. It runs in the family, too. I�ve met her Grandmother. Someone pushing a hundred years shouldn�t be that tough.�

Mulder and Scully exchanged a look. Something out of the corner of Mulder�s eye caught his attention. His hand immediately went for his gun but he couldn�t quite seem to pull it out of his holster. Scully gave him an odd look. �Mulder, what are you doing?�

�Krycek just walked in.�

Scully half turned to see the familiar brown haired figure in his usual black jeans and leather jacket. He stopped just inside the doorway and looked around. The woman Lorne identified as Lilah Morgan got up from her table and went over to him, extending her hand for him to shake. They couldn�t hear the words that passed between them. After a moment, they went to the table Lilah was sitting at.

Mulder turned to Lorne. �What you said earlier about Wolfram and Hart being evil? I think I believe you now.�

�Who is that?� he asked.

�Alex Krycek. He�s a traitor and all around scum bag. It makes sense for someone like him to be dealing with someone like them.�

�Ah.�

�The real question being why is he here?� Scully mused.

�Whatever it is, it can�t b good,� Mulder said.
�You better have a damned good reason for leaving that note in my room,� Krycek told the brunette he now sat across a table from in what was undeniably the strangest place he�d ever been in, missile silo included.

�I believe that you have information that Wolfram and Hart could use,� Lilah said calmly. �Information regarding a possible threat to us.�

�And what information would that be?�

She leaned forward, placing her elbows on the table. �We know what happened to you last night with the creature that attacked you. We also know that you got a look at the person that killed it. We want to know what you saw.�

Krycek gave a short laugh. �I don�t know as much as you think I do. All I got was a quick look.�

�It�s still more information than we have,� Lilah stated.

�What�s in it for me?�

�Depends on how useful you are.�

�You tell me what you know and I�ll tell you what I know.�

�What do you want to know?�

�Let�s start with what those things are and why that guy is killing them. I heard that they�re demons.�

�They are, actually. The one that jumped you was a Fyral demon. They�re hard to kill.�

�So those guys weren�t bullshitting me,� Krycek mused, leaning back in his chair.

�What guys?�

�They�re not important.�

Lilah raised an eyebrow. �So. I�ve answered your question. It�s your turn.�

�I can�t tell you much. I think it was a man. He was a little shorter than me with blond hair that looked about shoulder length His yes were in the dark, so I don�t know what color they are. He wore a long jacket and had a sword. At the time, it had some black stuff on it, likely the thing�s blood. Oh, and he spoke to it.�

�The hunter speaks Fyral? That�s interesting.�

�This is unusual?�

�Most demon hunters don�t bother to learn obscure languages like Fyral. This should make him easier to track down.�

�Why is it so important for you to find this guy? I�d think that it�s a good thing that someone is killing these things.�

�Normally, I�d agree with you, but the dead demons are either clients of ours or associates.� At Krycek�s stunned look, she rolled her eyes. �I�ll bet you thought that we�re your typical law firm, right? Please. We�re lawyers. We don�t care about the law.� She stood up. �Thank you for your time, Mr. Krycek. If this information helps us out I�ll see that you�re rewarded.�

Krycek stood and shook her hand before she left. He sat back down at the table and tried to absorb what had just happened. After a moment, he decided that some vodka might help it go down a little easier, so he went up to the bar, spotting two overly familiar faces on the way. From the way that they stared back, they�d evidently seen him already so there was no use trying to hide. With them was a green skinned being with short red horns on his head.

�What are you two doing here?�

�We could ask you the same thing, Krycek,� Mulder started before Scully stopped him.

�We�re on a case. We decided to take a break and see some of L.A. We got lost and stumbled down here, not realizing that it was a karaoke bar,� Scully said with a straight face. Mulder gave her a strange look.

Krycek echoed the look but said nothing about that. �I�m surprised that you haven�t tried to kill me yet, Mulder.�

Lorne cleared his throat. �He can�t. Not down here anyways.� He explained about the non-violence spell placed on Caritas.

�I�ll have to remember that.� He paused, seeing the strange look on Lorne�s face. �What?�

�Oh my,� was all he could get out. The others turned to follow his gaze.
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