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You're saying you knew the truth about Samantha all along, and you didn't once think to mention it? That you were responsible for her abduction... How could you lead me on like that?

[Mulder had always suspected there was something beyond what he'd found... that he'd only scratched the surface of something far more complex. Maybe it was only a matter of time before one of his informants double-crossed him.]

Was Scully one of yours too? Were you responsible for her abduction? The chip in the back of her neck? The cancer?

[It only stands to reason, given Cassandra had the same chip and so many abduction experiences.]

Why would I? I was your informant, the confidant for your top secret information. The easiest way to be misled from the truth because you were so focused on believing it was the Syndicate's fault that your sister was abducted. It threw you completely off the scent of my trail, didn't it?

Perhaps Deep Throat would be easier to believe as a double-crosser, or maybe X? [ Her voice becomes as cold as her penetrating stare. ] A woman couldn't come up with something so underhanded, could she?

All of those women were. It was just easier to have the work done for us thanks to the Cancer Man, but Agent Scully... [ Marita links her hands together over the curve of her knee, head slightly tilted. ] She was our greatest asset. The perfect mentality for the new world: a brilliant scientist with physical prowess. The cancer was the Syndicate's revenge upon finding out — to deteriorate our able hosts so that we would give up. That we would stop searching for a world not built upon power, but rationale.

But when Agent Scully survived it. That was when we knew she was perfect for the sort of structure we were trying to obtain. That is, until... [ She motions between her and Mulder, signifying the recent events. ]

No, it's not that I believe you incapable, women or not, but-

[But he should have known better than to trust anyone whatsoever. Everyone has their own agenda, he'd always suspected as much.]

-but I thought I could trust at the very least that you wouldn't betray me so blatantly. I fought my ass off to save Scully from what I thought was the Syndicate, when all along I should have been looking to you and whoever you work with. You were conducting tests on unwilling subjects! Abducting them! All for your own selfish end. How far was it going to go, huh? Were you just going to let the eventual invasion take care of all the men for you?

I wouldn't call it a selfish end, Mr. Mulder. What the Syndicate believed, the people they ruined, the lives they destroyed, so they could save themselves. That is a selfish end. [ She motions to herself. ] Our desire is to create a world where we would be free from all of that, hence a utopia of women with the DNA from both breeds.

As for the invasion... Cassandra was our treaty, she was our proof and assurance that the goals in mind were of balance and good intentions. She was the one to link us with the aliens without a longstanding power struggle. We had no clue wether or not we would be spared within the invasion, but we kept up with our pursuits.

Of course... the Syndicate had to ruin that as well.

You're still trying to play god- goddess if you prefer- and control something which shouldn't be controlled! Maybe you have good intentions, but the abductions, experimenting on these women without their consent or knowledge... I don't see how those means can justify any end result.

[And there's a thought he's been almost dreading to ask.]

What place will men have in this glorious utopia of yours?

They won't. Our intentions for the alien-human hybrid contains a sense of... self-impregnation, to put it in simpler terms. While it's not entirely fool-proof, we were hoping that the alien gene would eventually wipe out the male chromosome. That way, there would be no male children.

Although, considering rehabilitation for males doesn't seem like an entirely terrible route either, but we believe it would be simpler to eliminate the variable in the first place.

"Eliminate the variable?" So what exactly were you going to do with the already existing males? Kill them, put them in camps? What if someone out there stages a rebellion against your perfect new world order?

[So many questions arising from answers, just like the good old days of the Syndicate, really.]

The invasion would have been nice — a much more dignified way to go — wouldn't you agree? [ She turns her head to look out the window. ] The best way would be to start small. Begin with a community that no one would have the ability to go in or out of, where the women could live in peace without adhering to the ridiculous standards of power placed upon them.

It would slowly being to flourish. With the diminishing numbers of the male sex, it would go further. An entire town, eventually a city. Unlike the Syndicate, we believe this sort of rehabilitation takes time. Their foolhardy need to rush their experiments was what placed them under danger in the first place. It was too dispersed, they should have focused on one place, rather than spread out through the world.

[ Turning her attention back to Mulder, she gives a quiet sigh. ] As for a rebellion, I highly doubt it. Our world is not based on governments or houses of power. The self-impregnation gives a woman a choice if she wants a child or not. We would pride on community, allowing women to be whatever they wish without discrimination, without the snide comments.

We are about compromise and diplomacy, Mr. Mulder.

[It's a well-orchestrated plan, he has to give her that.]

Sounds like a real paradise on earth. [All the sarcasm.] I still think you'd meet with resistance from somewhere- especially if your plans were exposed prematurely.

[Though it sounded like the cover-up on this went so deep that he'd run across no evidence of it yet... Mulder considers.]

Ultimately- why do something like this? Does it really have to go to this extreme extent? I mean, ok, I know we men have done very repressive things and we can't ever seem to leave a toilet seat down. But couldn't we reach a compromise, somehow?

Yes, well... [ She places her palms outward. ] Before this little incident, it was kept under a very tight leash. Only a select few knew of our intentions and the Syndicate wouldn't dare reveal our intentions. The fear of their own being revealed prevented them from even attempting a threat, they had nothing to hold above our heads.

After all, what sounds more plausible? An alien invasion covered up by the government or a utopia of women that uses their facilities to create a new world? You would have more of a chance with people believing the former than the latter, which gave us all the benefits. [ Marita seems to recognize that it may sound ridiculous, or at least an outlandish attempt, but everything has worked in their favor up to this point. Why wouldn't she believe it to be an excellent plan? ]

Men are unwilling to give up their power, Mr. Mulder. Women have asked for a compromise all of our lives, built on a society that always favors the male population because of written history, of societal laws created from the very beginning of time, only to always be seen as inferior. Men enjoy their superiority, they find it comfortable... why would they ever risk compromise for something they had in the first place?

[ Her gaze grows colder as if she could turn him into an ice sculpture from staring at him long enough. ] Men never bother to ask women for a compromise, why should we?

Ah. So I take it that a few songs by the Spice Girls about Girl Power won't work as some form of appeasement.

[He may be making one of his typical dry little joking remarks, but deep down he's actually getting a bit... unsettled by all of this. He can't believe he's missed any hints to this, all along. Nor can he believe how well-constructed these plans seem to be. It's all much better pulled off than anything the Syndicate ever could do.]

I understand that we haven't always had the best track record in the past, but is it really worth wiping out an entire group of people for this? Just because we're card carrying members of the Y chromosome club? I've certainly met plenty of horrible people in my time, of both sexes... How can you really judge one to be worthy of life over the other?

By reconstructing a society that teaches value, by telling women their worth is more than just for men's pleasure, and by creating that of a hybrid society so that males will have no reason to exist biologically.

[ She remembers being in that dark room, surrounded by the entire Syndicate, with her stance held high; she was the only woman. There were only men preceding as an informant before her. The rat bastard thought he could easily slip her, toy with her emotions and make her feel vulnerable, because it was so easy to do to a woman. ]

You're smart, Mr. Mulder. Revered as a brilliant profiler, despite your... beliefs. [ She leans forward, her voice cold and hushed. ] But you would still be on the top of the list for nearly everything in your life. Between you and a woman, you would be the first choice. The one let off with ease, the one with a comfort of knowing that you could go somewhere and be considered before all the others.

It's not women who are the weaker creatures, it's men because they refuse to give up their power and their comfort of such a life.

[It's definitely a touchy subject, one he knows he'd better tread carefully around. The situation may have changed over the past decades, but, well, there's truth mingled in with what she's saying. It's just that she's taking it to such an extreme conclusion.]

Well. Pardon my gender type, but I'm sure weakness isn't limited to just men or women alone... or strength.

[After all, Scully is essentially the strongest person he knows, man or woman.]

So what happens now? You're stuck here, the same as me and everyone else. Are you going to carry on your work even here?

I was attempting to. I'm obviously not as familiar with the Malnosso and their intentions as I was with the Syndicate, but my plans were ruined the moment I came to Luceti. I attempted to spread the word, to gather those deemed important enough to survive in the new world, but...

[ She remembers Quinn, a few days prior, who fainted from the shock of a world without men. Marita nearly seems like a saint when she stifles a sigh. ]

Let's just say it isn't as easy here to go forth with the plans as it was in our world. It has delayed the project greatly, along with it getting out in the first place. Not even you were supposed to discover our intentions, nor were you to ever know what sort of pawns the Syndicate were, but they enjoyed stringing everyone along regardless.

It just took someone far greater than they realized to play them as much as they played everyone else. [ There is a very slight hint of a smile on the corners of her lips and her shoulders straighten, as if she is referring to either herself or women in general. ]

You're really enjoying that, aren't you? Knowing that you've deceived us, all along...

[It really is amazing how well she was able to trick them all. Mulder is still kicking himself for not realizing it. How could he have missed any signs that something more was going on? That they hid it so well is a pretty spooky thought overall.]

You realize I can't just let you follow through with it, should you ever get the chance to resume your plans.

The only thing you have is my word, but no way to prove it, so the real question is... [ She places her hands out in front of her, palms facing up. ] Where is your evidence? Your proof? How will you find us out to show everyone our plans?

Do you really think you could simultaneously take down the Syndicate with me when you return, Mr. Mulder? We've been hiding in plain site, more so than they had, that finding us isn't as simple as finding links between cases.

[Not to mention the unsettling fact that he has no clue what he'll remember from any of this upon returning. Even if he's convinced he'd be able to recover the memories through regression hypnosis... he'd have to first have a reason to start looking for them.]

[It's all too perfect for Marita and her group.]

I'm used to walking away with little evidence to show for my cases, and doing everything in my power to find that proof somehow... even if it takes time. I've dedicated my whole life's work to exposing things like this. It won't be any different in this case. Every worldwide conspiracy has to have a flaw or some weak point somewhere.

And yet... you didn't even expose the Syndicate before they were destroyed. Of course, that was their weak point: thinking they could underhand another race they knew absolutely nothing about.

You can try all you would like, but if it has taken this long for our plans to come out, rest assure... it will take even longer to find the evidence of such plans. Seeing as the Syndicate was your only link, I suppose you have some time to figure it out if you ever return.

Especially since they haven't yet been destroyed, in the time I was taken from. I still have time, I could pursue that evidence... and I will.

[He says it with that same conviction that he's always had about unmasking the Syndicate's grand conspiracy, about finding the truth of extraterrestrial life, of what happened to his sister, to Scully. It's another threat to life as they knew it that would have to be exposed.]

[ She seems either unconvinced or that she's heard this entire tirade from Mulder before. She's certainly seen his convictions first hand, but she doesn't seem very intimidated by these ones. ]

Look for all the evidence you would like, Mr. Mulder, but the ends don't always justify the means. How far are you willing to go to prove a point that wasn't what you were fighting toward in the first place?

What you're planning will ultimately get in the way of my goals. It's hard to prove much of anything when half the world's population is due for extermination.

[He's thinking it's no different than the invasion the aliens are planning, in some sense... destroying certain life so that their own kind could thrive.]

Really Mr. Mulder, it's nothing against you personally. It's the construct of society that binds us to who we are and the construct of society changing to benefit the good of... everything will strip away the useless standards we face now.

A half-alien, all-woman society with the ability to self-impregnate by choice in a society not based on who has the most power... I'm almost sorry you won't be able to see it, but I suppose letting you try to figure how to expose us without proper evidence is consideration enough.

You're so sure that I won't succeed... [But he's thinking that maybe he needs to take advantage of being underestimated, so he isn't taken as a serious threat too early on.]

Ok, I can buy that most women might be into the idea, but some probably wouldn't be. [...Maybe? He's not so sure he likes those odds, to be honest.] Especially when it comes to populating the world with hybrids. Would they all really be willing to let humanity as they know it change so dramatically?

You have no proof. [ She splays her hands out before her once again. ] Who would believe the story? We were abducted to a different world where we grew wings and were held captured, where I revealed everything to you in one fell-swoop about a hybrid utopia full of half-alien women. Does that sound like something a stranger on the street would believe? Let alone someone in a high stature of the government.

If it benefits many for the greater good, would it surprise you? Perhaps there may be a good portion of women who would be adamant to refuse it, but... a world where women don't have to be seen as weak? Where we have the ability to do just as great as a job as men ever have without having to reminded frequently of their empowerment and refusal to admit that a woman may just have the same capabilities as them?

The world continues to spin, Mr. Mulder, but societies and cultures change. There is no telling how much time it will take before we have fallen like the Roman Republic. Why allow that to happen when it can easily be avoided?

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