XFCreative Mailing List Posting --------------------------------------------- Title: Future Author: Claudia Modell e-mail: cmodell@hotmail.com Homepage: http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/1828 Rating: PG Category: Vignete/Angst Keywords: Pre-XF Summary: Samantha`s and Fox`s thoughts at the night of Samantha`s abduction. Archive: Everywhere Disclaimer: In the beginning CC created the X-Files. And the series was without a producer. And CC found out the Fox Company. And CC said, please lets produce this serie, it will be very good. And CC saw a positive answer. And CC made two great lights and set them in the series. The Moon is know now as Mulder and the Sun is know as Scully. They are created to rule over the day and over the night, and to divide the light from the darkness. And CC decides they will never be together. And CC saw it was good in this way. And this is the way will be forever. The Moon and the Sun, the lovers, will never be together. Gee, I love UST:) Scene 1 - Samantha "-Fox???" He must be joking. But how had he done that?? Where was that light coming from? It`s cold in here. I would like to know where *here* is. "-Fox!! Please!!" I scream over and over, but I can`t hear anything, not even my own desperate screams. It`s dark in here. And cold. There's no light at the window anymore. There`s no window. I`m not at home, I`m sure. My brother is not here, I know that, but I can`t help myself, I call him over and over. I can do nothing. I feel so hopeless. Am I sleeping? I dreamed once that I had fallen in a hole. It was so real...I called my mother and she came to me, kissing me, calming me and soothing me it was just a nightmare. I should call for her, now. I know that. But I can`t. I am afraid that if I call her and it`s not a nightmare, I won`t be back. That`s why I call my brother. He takes care of me all the time. He will come to save me. But....what if he doesn't know where I am??? "-FOX!!!" xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Scene 2 - Fox She is gone. I saw the light at the window. She was taken by the light. I was unable to do anything but watch. She is gone. They will be back soon. My parents. They will ask for Samantha. They have the right of asking for her, and I must know where she is. But I don`t. She is so young, small, helpless. I just sit there on the floor... hardly breathing, waiting mom and dad arrive. Waiting they arrive and begin to hate me. Waiting them to tell me how useless and irresponsable I am. Waiting them to tell me I`m not able to take care of a eight-year old child. I wait and I pray. I pray she will be back soon telling me that it was just a joke. I pray my parents will calm me and say they will find her. I pray we'll find her and tomorrow we`ll go to school together. I'll tease her by saying that she annoys me. I always say that but I don`t really mean it. On the contrary. She's essencial to my survival. She's the only happiness on my family. The only one who loves me inconditionally. He gives sense to my life. I know she's my youngest sister and younger sisters must be teased by older brothers but I must admit she's the one who keeps me fine. My parents can actually *see* me only when I`m with her. They don`t like me. I am sure. Oh, they do love me. All parents do. But they don`t like me. I don`t care, really. You don`t have to like a person. No one have to. You don't choose who you like and who you dont'like. I can accept that, but it`s easy to pretend they like me when I`m with Samantha. I want to scream her name, but her name comes to my lips in a weak whisper. Samantha, Samantha, Samantha. I say her name so many times that it doesn`t make sense anymore. I can`t associate the name to the person. But I can`t think in anything else. But I can't think of anything else. I want to cry, to scream her name. I want to call my mom. I want to cry out loud... It`s all I want to do now. To be weak, to cry, to scream, to die.... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Scene 3 - Samantha I am tired. I want to sleep. But if this is a nightmare I shouldn`t be sleepy. I want to cry, but I won`t. Fox wouldn`t cry. He never cries. Only scared little girls cry. I am not a little girl. But I am scared.... If only somebody were here. Maybe Jay, who thinks he's the smartest and strongest kid in school, would be ok. Anyone would be welcome. Lights would be good here. Even moonlight would be enough. It`s too late. Or too soon. I don`t know. I lost track of time. The moon is gone. The sun hasn`t showed yet. I can be anywhere. The middle of nowhere. I can`t see the stars. My eyes are useless here. All my senses are useless. My teacher would be happy if she could know I remember the five senses, but I don`t think she would understand that they are useless right now. I`m blind. I can`t hear. I can`t smell. My mouth`s dry, and I can`t feel my body. Usually when I lie in my bed I can feel the softness of my sheets, the smell of my hair, I can see the light coming through the window, I can taste the toothpaste in my mouth, I can hear my mother telling me good night But here, in this place, wherever it is, there's only silence. No sound, no smell, no lights. I try to cry and, for the first time, I wouldn't care if Fox teased me about this for the rest of my life. I can`t, though. The tears are blocked somewhere inside of me. I sob, but neither this can help me. "-God!!" God should hear me. He wouldn`t leave me here, in this strange place. Jennifer told me that God is everywhere. I asked her if God could go to some place where there was nothing. She said yes. She said that God fill all the empty spaces. God will never let a place be lifeless. But there is nothing here. So, where is God??? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Scene 4 - Fox I have no idea how much time passed since she disappeared. I think I lost the sense of time. Or maybe the time disapeared along with her. That`s it. Why should God allow me to use the time? I am useless. I don`t deserve the time.I don`t deserve the light. The house is dark. I realise that now. The television was on, before. But now there`s nothing. There's no light inside or outside the house. Inside or outside myself. Darkness. The silence is awful. I think it must be just like this, when a boat is lost in the ocean. The silence and the darkness. A enormous emptiness and the unkonwn so near. But even the lost boats deserve a light to guide them through the darkness. I don`t have it. I don`t have anything to guide me into this darkness, inside me. I don`t have a light to guide me toward Samantha. I`m lost in my house. I`m lost inside my heart, not knowing what to say to my parents, not knowing what to say to myself. I don`t know whether I say to myself she is coming back soon, or I just stand up and begin to search for her. The only thing I know it is very dark everywhere and there`s no light to guide me. I want to sleep and dream. Maybe if I dream I can give an end to my misery. If to die is like to sleep, then I choose to die. To dream. But which dreams I will have if I died? What kind of dreams are dreamed when we are dead? Better not to know. Better neither to sleep or die. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Scene 5 - Samantha I feel nothing. I don`t feel pain. I don`t cry or scream anymore. I`m not cold either. I still not hearing, seeing, feeling. Nothing. But I`m not suffering. My thoughts are simple, in this moment. I`m not worried anymore. It`s everything practical, simple. It doesn`t matter where I am, where I used to be, who I used to be. I don`t care about the things I left behind. The important thing now is the empty, the nothing. I am nothing, now. If it is like to be dead, I would prefer to live forever. I`d prefer to suffer. I try to cry again. But I have no tears. I feel nothing. I want to disappear, to vanish. To be nothing. I`m not sad. I just know this is the right thing. I have to go ahead, leave the light behind of me, leave my shampoo`s perfume behind of me, my mom`s sweet voice, my bother`s love, my dad`s smile. I have to forget the sweet taste of hot chocolate. To forget the cool wind in a hot day. To forget the puppy`s smell, the three`s color, the sunshine. If I forget I won`t suffer. It`s the right thing to do. To go ahead and don`t look behind. I have no choice. I can just wait, and I will. I don`t have anything else to do. I don`t have past or memories. Just my future. And something inside me says that the better way to make the future is see it as the past. And this is the way it`s going to happen. I will stay here remembering my future. Remembering when my brother found me. The day I saw the light again, the sun, the stars. Remembering the future. "-Fox, I`m waiting for you. You are the only one I trust" xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Scene 6 - Fox A noise`s coming from the door. My mother laughs. They come into the house. I can see them, coming in. I need to freeze this moment. But the time is going fast. I want to stop the time, now. I wish they stay at that door forever, not knowing what happened. But the time isn`t kind. It was created to go fast. Faster when you pray it to slow down. I take a long breath. I have to be ready for the first minute of the rest of my life. I know I have to take a very long breath. I need to take all the energy of the world. My heart is going crazy, my head is hurting, my mouth is dry and I just can`t stand up. Oh, please, I want to be somewhere else. I want to be in hell. Any place would be nicer than my house now. And then, suddenly, the time slows down, and stops, but just for me. They still entering the house, coming in e talking about the wonderful night they had had. And then it happens. I stare at them and I can see their eyes, and the deception, the anger. What a funny! The time which didn`t want to stop, decides to freeze, now. For all of us. And it freezes everything around it. It freezes their sad faces, the dark night, my tears, my thoughts. I can`t breath. I forget everything. I can`t remember yesterday, the day before yesterday, the last Christmas evening. I can just see the future. It is so clear, and dark at the same way. I can see myself, alone, with no light to guide me, not a sweet voice to calm me, not a sympathetic face. I see myself in a dark place, no window, no light. Not even caring about. I feel a terrible cold. The cold I feel will be with me forever, I know that. I know I won`t be warm again, unless I find Samantha. I need to find her. She took away all the light, the heat. She let me here, alone, not prepared to be with these people, who she knew so well. The time now decides to be my friend, or maybe my mind just went away and let my body take a rest. I lie in my bed and look through the window. The sky is clear and the stars are very bright. The world is still going in its way. Tomorrow the sun is going to shine again. Some persons will die, other will born, and other will just live. Even my parents will continue their lives. But for me and Samantha there`s no present. Just the future.... The end. --------------------------------------------- To be removed from the list, send email to xfcreative-request@pnx.com with one word: LEAVE in the body of the message. . Respond to Pusher (modell@linkexpress.com.br) Recommend Future ------------------------------------ ------------------------------------ Previous: It's All in the Game 2/2 Next: "Sisters Two"