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Who Is Number Ten, an X-Files / The Prisoner fanfic (fan fiction) (C) Mr Scirev 1999-2013

Who Is Number Ten…Trust No-One But Number Six.

By Mr Scirev
http://www.scirev.net/xfiles

Rating: U (All Ages)
Summary: An X-Files/The Prisoner Crossover
Spoilers: None for the X-Files. Many Happy Returns for The Prisoner.
Archive: Archive only at Scirev.Net
Category: C – Crossover (with The Prisoner)
Disclaimer: Mulder and Scully belong to 1013 and Fox, no infringement intended. The Prisoner if you do not know was a classic sixties show with Patrick McGoohan as the lead actor. This man was a secret agent who resigned and subsequently found himself captured and taken to “The Village”.

How can one explain what happened to Number Ten? He’s one of the new arrivals in the Village. We have many new arrivals, after most of our population left, including the Butler, in our latest experiment on Number Six. Remember how most of the village people left, even Number Six, all thinking that they had regained their long lost freedom. Well some of them we did allow to remain in London, but the rest we brought back once the experiment was over. That includes Number Six. Pity that for the experiment, our Number Two had to retire. But we have promoted Number Three to Number Two now! Such a beautiful town we have, gentlemen. It’s a bright sunny day this morning. Yes. I was telling you about Number Ten. He was busy with one of his investigations one of these days, when he encountered our own Number Six. Number Six had once more managed to make an escape by hiding in an empty oil tank that was lined up to leave the village in the Potemkin. He had studied the sea operations quite carefully, the naughty fellow managed to slip away once more…

*****

“Sir! Sir!” In the observation station of the Village, a wildly bewildered monitor-technician, within Observation Station, shouted for the chief scientist.

“It’s Number Six! We cannot find him anywhere in the village. Camera Seventy-Three in the port area has been disabled.” The chief scientist said, “he’s managed to escape once more. He won’t last long. Get me in touch with Number Two!”

*****

Soon after his latest escape, Number Six arrived with the Potemkin in the island of Gozo. You know those two islands in the Mediterranean sea. Well, he was in the coastal village of Xlendi, and started walking slowly as not to cause any suspicion. “Where was the Village?” he thought. Once he traced it within range of Gibraltar, that was when he had escaped and travelled on a raft until he arrived on a shore. He had met some gypsies there, not knowing which country he was in until he heard some cars. A road. It was – traffic! He realised was in London when he saw a bobby! But it did not last long. He had gone back to his ex-employers, the British secret service, when they pretended to help him find out where “the Village” was located. He was flying a plane piloted by a secret service pilot, when he found The Village and was abruptly ejected out of the plane by the pilot, who was of course working for The Village. It was back to The Village for him then.

*****

He was subsequently interrogated for long hours. They never refer to him by name, only by his Number.
He shouted once more:
I AM NOT A NUMBER… I AM A FREE MAN!
His captors, at this, laugh long and hard once more.
*****

His mind went back to all this while he was at Xlendi. He had never been to the Maltese islands before. I need transport, a car, he thought. He was on the edge. Worried that someone there might be an agent from “The Village” ready to take him back into their custody. He entered a shop, and he saw someone familiar. It was Mulder, an FBI agent he had worked with in the past. Mulder, a nice person, he thought. “Stop that thought. What if he’s working with Them? I’ve got to find out and take the risk. He could help uncover their conspiracy. He’s the only one who can really help me. I don’t dare go back to my ex-employers – they must really be the ones who put me in the Village.” Suddenly he heard a beautiful song from an old box with a handle. Somebody had put a coin in the slot , turned the handle and wound it up. It was playing an old song from the forties or fifies. It was a Richie Valens song or was it one by Buddy Holly? He asked the shopkeeper what the old machine was.

It’s a Terramagka (pronounced quickly as Terrah-MahshKa) ! They’re rare boxes that play music from the old days, said the shopkeeper, they used to call them Magic Box or Terra magka.
I see, said Number Six. He thought “I wonder what it’s doing here”.

So the two met. No, Scully wasn’t there. She was busy. Number Six briefed him on the past few months he spent in The Village. On how they had originally gassed him in London when he was captured.

*****

Mulder had decided to go on holiday, and before he left a UFO tried to capture thim, unsuccessfully however. The fact that when he got to his holiday destination, he met Number Six was a strange coincidence to him. He was not sure he could trust Number Six. It was a far fetched and rather depressing story after all. A fictious story. Scully and Skinner would have laughed over it. While the Terramagka played on, a faint smell came out of the box. Suddenly both Mulder and Number Six abruptly fell down and slept. For hours. They were taken to The Village where Mulder was given the Number 10. He was told he would be referred to only as Number Ten, as people in the village do not use names.

*****

“Abducted by aliens. Yes, Agent Scully, it does seem that your colleague Mulder has been abducted by Aliens, however unlikely this must sound to you.” Skinner briefed Scully on Mulder’s recent disappearance. “We do have photographic evidence that shows him being abducted by.. what appears to be a flying saucer! All our tests show the photo is authentic.”

*****

While his colleagues believed him to be held prisoner by aliens, in reality Mulder woke up in a room, identical to his own in his house back home. But this was not his home of course;he found that tea had been prepared for him. He found a packet of Sunflower seeds. He found a small black and white map of The Village on his desk. He heard a knock on his door. It was Number Six. “This is the place, isn’t it?” Mulder asked Number Six. “No one knows where this is, it’s their dirty little secret while they prepare to unleash it onto the whole world as a Global Village.” NumberSix replied. “So you were kept here all these years. I wonder if my sister Samantha could have been held here. To think I had come to believe she was dead by now.” Mulder fumbled with his fingers, examining the packet of Sunflower seeds. “Ah, I managed to open it. How did they know what my room’s like. They knew I liked sunflower seeds also.” “Indeed they did,” Number Six replied.

*****

“Sir, Number Six and Number Ten are in the Village”, the Butler told Number Two. “Good. Be seeing you.” Number Two dismissed the Butler.

*****

Sunsuna made her way slowly… She was the last of her kind, you see. One of the last giants in the world. In the old days her kind would carry rocks on their heads from Ta’ Cenc in Gozo to the Ggantija area. The pyramids hadn’t been built yet, when they built Ggantija. Wherever they walked they would leave long marks etched deep in the rock on the ground, which would puzzle archeologists for a long time. The marks were eventually called ‘cart ruts’, which they actually weren’t at all. She had walked across much of the sea, until she got to this faraway land. Lots of green here. Felt more like the old land, actually. Less people. Less pollution.

*****

“Ironic, isn’t it?” Mulder said. “I thought the conspiracy was over, when it’s just begun.”
Number Six said “You’ve got a lot to explain to me, about this conspiracy…”
“I will. But I want to find my sister. I can feel that she is here somewhere.” Mulder replied.
“Let’s start by going to the Village Cafe. We will ask questions there.”

*****

“Have you seen this girl? This is how she looked like when she was kidnapped, years ago.” Mulder questioned many of the Villagers at the Cafe.
Most of the replies were negative, until they questioned an old man sitting all lonely on a table.
The old man’s skin was all wrinkled. Here was somebody with a lot of experience. Especially of the Village. But was he to be trusted? Was he with their captors or another captive? He recognised the girl in the photo as Number Nine.

*****

They went to the section of the Village which the man had told them about. People were playing a cricket match. Mulder looked and saw his sister Samantha, sitting down and sipping a cup of tea. Would she even recognise him? After all these years, since she was captured?

*****

Sunsuna arrived at the shore of this island. Interesting place. It’s got something to hide, she thought. As soon as she stepped there, one of the monitor-technicians in the observation station alerted the chief scientist. The chief scientist promptly sent out the white bubble, an enormous bubble which was a remotely controlled drone, able to shock and stop any intruder, or more usually, some villager attempting to escape.

*****

Samantha was in tears. She recognised her brother immediately. Mulder was not sure, even now, whether this was an elaborate trap by the Consortium, or their captors in any case. She did not speak at first. Then she said “I am Number Nine.”
Mulder simply knew that the Village programming had got to her.

*****

The small white bubble reached Sunsuna. It attempted to flatten her, but for a giant of her stature, it could not do much. Sunsuna got angry, and simply punched a hole in the bubble, bursting it.

To be continued someday… as we learn who is Number One, a cigarette smoking man!