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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

Archive: Anywhere, just give credit where credit is due

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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 01: City of Angels
F.B.I headquarters

Tuesday, 10:36 am
Scully looked up as Mulder walked into their office in the basement of the F.B.I headquarters. He had a file folder in one hand and a pair of plane tickets in the other. She sighed. �What is it this time, Mulder? Vampires? Witches? Little green men?�

�I�m not sure, exactly,� he said, placing the file down in front of her on the desk. �No one can identify the bodies.�

�Why�s that?�

�Have a look at the pictures. I�m not really sure how to describe them.�

Frowning, Scully opened the folder and pulled out the photos. Her eyes widened at the first one and got wider the more she flipped through them. �What are these things?�

�I�m tempted to say aliens, but I�ve never heard reports of anything that looks like these things.�

�Where were these taken?�

�You�ll never guess. Los Angeles.�

Scully put the pictures down and looked over at her partner who was sitting down in his chair. �I guess we�re heading to L.A then.�

�I knew you�d say that.�

�I want to know what these things are. No two of them are the same. I�ve never seen anything so�so��

�Bizarre?� Mulder suggested.

�Hideous,� Scully finished. �I mean, it�s obvious that there�s also a killer on the loose, but does this qualify as murder? I can�t event ell if these things are or were at one point human.�

�That�s what we�re going to find out. Pack your bags, Scully. We�re going to sunny California!�
Syndicate

Tuesday, 10: 45 am
Elsewhere, in a well-furnished living room, a group of old men and one younger one sat around discussing the latest turn of events. The news they�d just received was extremely disturbing. The body count was rising, but the nature of those bodies was unknown.

�Perhaps this is another alien colonization attempt, one that conflicts with the black oil�s,� the Well-manicured Man suggested.

�Unlikely, but it�s the best theory we have,� the First Elder replied. �Unless, of course, someone has a better one.� The other men shook their heads.

�Well, then, what do you propose we do about this?� the Cigarette Smoking Man asked, taking a long drag of his trademark Morley.

�Send in Krycek,� W.M.M suggested.

�Why Krycek?� F.E asked.

�He�s a killer after all, as well as a former F.B.I agent with a background in this sort of thing. Who better to investigate these dead...things than someone who specializes in putting things into that state? If the killer turns out to be a threat, he�d be in place to deal with it before the situation got out of hand. Two birds, one stone.�

�Makes sense,� F.E said, nodding.

�Don�t I get a vote in this?� the younger man asked.

�Not really. Are you afraid, Krycek?� C.S.M asked, snuffing out the remains of his cigarette.

Krycek rolled his eyes. �Of monsters? No. What killed these things is either another thing with really long claws or a person with a really sharp blade. Either way, one gun isn�t going to be enough.�

�I figured that would be an issue,� W.M.M said and tossed something to Krycek.

He caught it deftly and held it up. It was a small glass vial containing a clear liquid. �What�s this?�

�The latest product from our labs,� he replied. �It�s quite lethal, so don�t let any of it contact your blood. Even getting it on your skin will make you itch quite badly. When you do find this killer, if he can�t be persuaded to join our cause and your gun just isn�t enough, a shot of that will kill him instantly. As we haven�t had an opportunity to test the substance yet, this seems like a good opportunity.�

�You have no other information on any of this? Anything that would keep me from being killed?�

�You know all we know, little though that is,� C.S.M told him. �We�ll be putting you on the next flight out to L.A.�

Krycek nodded and left the room.

�Should we have told him?� W.M.M asked.

�No. Knowing that Mulder and Scully are also heading there will only impair him.�

�Even so, he�s bound to run into them.�

�Send one of our own to keep an eye on the situation,� F.E suggested.

�Wouldn�t that be a waste of time?� C.S.M asked. �If he spots an agent, it�ll cause trouble. We�ll just have to trust him to do his job.�

�We won�t be able to deny knowledge if he does run into them,� W.M.M warned.

�We�ll cross that bridge if we get to it.�
L.A.P.D headquarters

Tuesday, 4:30 pm
�Detective Lockely? There�s a couple people here to see you.�

Kate Lockely looked up from her desk to see a man and a woman walking towards her. They were both well-dressed and immaculately groomed and both had very serious expressions on their faces.

�Can I help you?� she asked, setting her pen down.

�Agents Mulder and Scully, we�re with the F.B.I,� the man told her, pulling out his badge. The name read Fox Mulder. �We received a call from your office about some murders.�

She stood. �Ah, yes. I�m glad you could make it. I�m Detective Kate Lockely.� She shook their hands. �I�m not sure you can really qualify these as murders.�

�How so?� the woman, Scully, asked.

�Well, you saw the pictures we sent, right? Well, as far as I understand the law, murder relates to people, to humans, and I don�t think that those bodies are human. They certainly don�t look it.�

�Did you check the back for a zipper?� Scully asked.

�They�re real, not costumes.�

�Do you think that they might be extraterrestrial in origin?� Mulder asked.

Lockely raised an eyebrow. �Why would I believe that?�

�If they clearly aren�t human, then the possibility exists that they�re alien.�

�When did you get out of the psych ward?�

Mulder grinned. �You think I�m crazy don�t you?�

She folded her arms across her chest. �The thought had occurred to me, yes.�

�I assure you of my sanity.�

�That sounds real funny coming from a guy who just asked if I thought those weird things are aliens.�

�Do you have a better explanation?�

Lockely paused. �Not really.� She turned to Scully. �Is he always like this?�

She nodded. �Pretty much. You get used to it after a while.� Mulder flashed her a wounded look. �So, can we get a look at the bodies?�

�They�re down at the morgue. I�ll take you there.�

�If you don�t mind, we�ll follow you in our car,� Mulder said.

�That�s no problem. Let�s go.�
Morgue

4:45 pm
The mortician on duty looked up as the three people, all flashing badges, walked through the front doors. He recognized the first, a blond woman, without looking at her badge.

�Detective Lockely, it�s good to see you again. How can I help you?�

�We�re here to see those things that you�ve got in cold storage.�

He looked at the other two. �What interest does the Bureau have with this?�

�We have an interest in any unexplainable phenomena,� Mulder told him.

�You�ll love this, then,� he told them, leading them into a back room. There was a body covered in a sheet lying on an autopsy table. �There are more in the cooler. This one came in a few hours ago.�

Scully pulled back the sheet and stared at the body in horrified fascination. The creature had green skin and looked reptilian. �Incredible.�

�I�ve never seen anything quite like this before,� Mulder added.

�It looks like something out of a bad sci-fi movie if you ask me,� Lockely said impatiently.

�Have you done an autopsy on�it yet?� Scully asked the mortician.

He looked surprised. �Should I have?�

�We need to know what killed it.�

�I thought that was quite obvious.� He reached over an pulled the sheet further down to reveal deep slash marks crusted in dark orange blood.

�Nonetheless, I�d still like to examine the body to learn more about it.� At his skeptical look, she added, �I�m a medical doctor.�

�Knock yourself out. There�s about a dozen others if you want to look at them, too.�

�Like this one?�

�No, they�re all different.�

Mulder exchanged a look with Scully and turned to Lockely. �So we have thirteen different dead unidentifiable creatures. We only have ten in the pictures you sent us.�

�At the time I sent them, we�d only found the ten.�

�The next two were found just last night and I already told you about this fellow here,� the mortician supplied.

�How long has this been going on?� Mulder asked, poking the creature�s skin.

�We don�t know for sure. These are the first ones we�ve found. There could be more out there that we just don�t know about.�

�I�d better get to it, then,� Scully sighed, slapping on a pair of latex gloves.
Outside, Mulder pulled Lockely aside. �How were the bodies discovered?�

�Some of them were phoned in by local residents, and a few were found by officers in this precinct.�

�Could I get a list of those people and how to contact them? I�d like to ask them a few questions.�

�We�ve already done that.�

�With all due respect to your job, Detective, my partner and I specialize in this sort of thing and we might be able to pick up on something you missed. Also, whoever is responsible for these might move on to humans and we need to find out who it is before that has a chance to happen.�

Lockely nodded. �Would you like a copy of our findings as well?�

�Anything you have on this would be welcome.�

�Do you want to come back to the station with me to get them or would you prefer to have a copy sent to your hotel room?�

After a moment, he replied, �I might as well head back with you. I�ll follow you in my car. Scully will call me when she�s done.�

She nodded. �If you�ll follow me then.�
Hyperion Hotel

7:35 pm
�Hey Wes, anything going on? A new Apocalypse? Demon cult? Wolfram and Hart back up to their old tricks again?�

Wesley Wyndham-Pryce looked up to see Angel walking down the stairs, buttoning up his shirt. He shook his head. �Unfortunately, no. The news has been relatively quiet lately.�

�What Wes means to say is that there�s still no news on those mysterious bodies turning up all over the place,� Cordelia said, shooting Wes a glare. �No news on what or who they are.�

Angel sighed and poured himself a cup of coffee. �I think I�m going to go have a talk with Kate about this. We need to know what�s going on.�

�I don�t disagree with you, but don�t you think we should let the police handle it this time? For all we know, these are just murders,� Wesley protested.

�And for all we know, there�s something weird about it,� Angel retorted. �We have to at least check it out.�

�Angel has a point, Wes,� Gunn put in. �At least find out first and make a decision then.�

The four turned to the fifth member of the team. �What do you think Fred?� Wes asked, desperately hoping that she�d take his side.

The shy brunette looked up from her laptop. �I say skip the police work and start looking for either a person that kills demons or a demon that kills other demons. I mean think about it. This is Los Angeles. How often is there something as simple as a plain old murder case?� They stared at her. �Well, ok, it happens, but wouldn�t they be more open about it on the news if that was the case?�

Wesley sighed. �It would seem that I�ve been outnumbered. Very well, then. Angel, find out what you can. Gunn, have a look around, see if you can learn anything. Fred, Cordy, help me dig through the books and see if we can come up with anything.�
L.A.P.D headquarters

8:00 pm
Angel walked into Kate�s part of the L.A.P.D. She looked up at him. �So. Come to ask me about the weird bodies, I take it?�

�How�d you know?�

�This is your sort of thing, isn�t it? Frankly, I expected you sooner.�

�I�ve been sleeping.�

�I guess you still need to do that. You aren�t the only one interested in the bodies, by the way.�

�Oh?�

�A pair of F.B.I agents named Mulder and Scully. The chief sent them some pictures. It wasn�t my idea. I would have preferred to keep it under wraps, but the chief decided that she�d had enough and got them involved. The woman, Scully, is a doctor and did an autopsy on the latest one.�

�What�d she find?�

�Not much that we didn�t already know.� She showed him a picture. �Recognize it?�

He took it from her. �That�s a Polgara demon. Nasty things. They�ve got these neat bone skewers that come out of their wrists in combat. Hurt like hell if you get stabbed by one.�

�So it does have a name.�

�Whatever killed it did a good job. Don�t feel too bad for it. They�re not very bright, they�re extremely violent and need to eat constantly. The world�s a better place without it.�

�Can you place any of these ones?� Lockely asked, handing him some more pictures.

After flipping through them, he looked up. �All of these are extremely violent demons. Killers, baby eaters, and the like.�

�So what your saying is that no harm was done in killing these things.�

�Pretty much, yeah,� he replied. �All the same, if this killer starts targeting harmless ones, the next place to turn from there is humans. Then again, who�s to say that there haven�t been human and non-violent demon victims? Also, it�s very likely that there are more victims, but ones that don�t leave bodies lying around.�

�Like Vampires.�

�There are other demons that leave no traces,� he told her. �Mind if I take these? Wes and the others might be able to make more of them that I can. Besides, all our books are back at the hotel.�

�Go for it. I don�t care who figures out what�s going on here, just as long as I don�t have a killer on the loose in my city.�

�Right. I�ll get right on this,� he said and left.

Lockely leaned back in her chair, putting a hand on her forehead. This is insane! I just hope those F.B.I agents don�t learn that I was aware of the existence of demons and his that from them. I should have warned Angel not to tell them anything about that. I guess I can always claim that I thought they wouldn�t believe me, even with Mulder�s questions about aliens.

She stood up, grabbing her jacket and her car keys. �I�m heading home for the night. See you all in the morning.� Not waiting for any acknowledgement from her fellow officers, she headed out to her car. She saw a tall dark haired man in black jeans, white t-shirt and a leather jacket. At first, she�d thought it was Mulder, but when he moved into the light, she saw that it wasn�t.

�Who are you?�

�My name isn�t important. What is important is lying in the morgue. You�re going to take me there.�

�You could get there yourself. It�s not far.�

�I don�t know how to get there. I�ve been watching you. You�re working on this case, so you have access to the bodies. You also have a car.�

�I�m not taking you anywhere. I don�t know you.�

He pulled out a gun. �I�m not asking you. I�m telling you.�

�Pulling a gun on an officer is a punishable offence,� she warned him.

�I don�t really care. Get in the car.�

�She�s not going anywhere with you.�

He turned to see a shadowy figure walking towards him. �Didn�t your mom tell you not to point guns at people?�

�She must have missed that. I don�t know who you are, but if you don�t back away, I�ll kill you.�

A smile spread across his face. �Kate, get out of here. I�ll take care of this whacko.�

�Whacko am I?�

�Angel, I can take care of myself.�

�Angel?� the stranger stared at him. �Your name is Angel? What kind of weak-ass mama�s boy are you anyways?�

�Actually, the name is Angelus, but I prefer Angel. People get confused if I go by Angelus.�

�I don�t really care. Are you afraid of dying, Angel?�

�Not really. I�ve done that already.�

The stranger frowned, puzzled, but shook it off. �Looks like you get to do so again,� he said, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet hit Angel square in the chest. He looked down at it and then up again, his face shifting from his usual human appearance into his vampiric face. �You really, really shouldn�t have done that. Now it�s your turn.� He advanced on the stranger.

He didn�t get a chance to attack as the stranger fled into the night. Angel turned to Lockely. �Are you ok?�

�Fine. I really just want to go home and have a hot shower.�

�Want me to come with you? To make sure that creep doesn�t try again, that is.�

�I�ll be fine. I have a gun, too, remember?�

�Oh. Right. You�re a cop. Cops have guns.�

�I�ll be fine.� She got into her car.

�See you later!� he called after her as she pulled out of the parking lot.
Krycek ducked into a back alleyway. He looked behind him, gasping for breath. He put his gun away and tried to calm down. In all the years that he�d been working for the F.B.I and the Syndicate, and with all of the weird things that had happened to him, nothing had prepared him for what he�d just seen.

What was that thing? It looked human and then it wasn�t. Nothing could have lived through that. Nothing human anyways. Is this some new alien? A mutation? Whatever it was, it seemed more interested in keeping me from that detective than in pursuing me.

He straightened. He turned to head out of the alley but a shape jumped out of the shadows at him. It was tall, powerfully built, with cloven hooves and curling horns coming out of its head. It roared.

�Could this day get any worse?� Krycek asked himself, pulling out his gun.
To be continued�.
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