TLP's AN:  All cynicism aside, I've enjoyed writing this fic.  We'll finish 
it soon, as in probably tonight or tomorrow ^_^  Well, enjoy the 
cliffhanger.  I've got some extra rope if by any chance some of you fall 
off... just ask ^^

Mehg's AN:  Ne minna-chan I can't believe how hot it is here!  Oh well it's 
still tons of fun!  Can you believe that there's only one more chapter to 
go???  It's been so much fun!  Thanks to everyone who's stuck with it!  And 
now I'm sure you're anxiously awaiting... Ja matte ne!  *waves*

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Urban Legend 4/5
PG-13 (language, violence)
thelonepig@hotmail.com
hime_serenity_chan@hotmail.com

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A scream was heard from downstairs!

"Mamo-chan what was that?"

Mamoru tried to conceal his concern.  "Didn't Agent Scully go downstairs?"

Usagi's hands flew up to her face.  "Oh no!"

Another scream was heard.  Mamoru pulled Usagi to his chest.  Usagi looked 
up wide-eyed.  "Ne Mamo-chan... maybe she's ok!"

Mamoru looked doubtful and swallowed nervously.  "Usako-- I'm afraid-"

"Nani?  Nani?  What is it Mamo-chan?!"

Mamoru pulled her closer.  "I'm afraid it's too late..."

Usagi looked tearful.  "Mamo-chan, I'm so scared what are we going to do?"

"Perhaps we'd be safer in your room."

Usagi looked at Mamoru scandalized.  (AN: Baka said this!  And Mamoru had a 
worse reply which I chose not to include...) Usagi blanched.  She prodded 
him incredulously.  "Mamo-chan is this all a chance to get into my pants?"

He looked away embarrassed. "Iie, not like that Usako.  Nothing's happened 
upstairs yet."

"But Mamo-chan, that's where all of the screaming has been coming from... 
and we heard Motoki-kun yelling for help.  And Chibi-Usa and Hotaru 
disappeared up there..."

"Usako, if you watched horror movies, you'd understand.  The murderer always 
makes sounds like that so that nobody goes to those places because they are 
safe..."

Usagi nodded in reply.  She gripped Mamoru's hand tightly as he led her into 
the living room and up the stairs.  Cautiously and quietly, the two 
remaining characters slipped into Usagi's room.  Mamoru locked the door 
behind them.  He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, next to Usagi, 
who had collapsed in a fit of hysterics.

"It'll be alright, Usako.  You'll see..."

Usagi wept onto her bunny comforter.  Mamoru sighed and comfortingly rubbed 
Usagi's back.  Suddenly the room began to contort.  Voices began to fill the 
room.  "Help us Usagi, help us..."

Usagi screamed.  "The children!!  I have to save the children!"  She began 
to call out her henshin.  "Moon Eternal Make U--"

Mamoru slapped a hand across her mouth before she could finish.  "No 
Usako... there's nothing there!  There are no children!"  He held her 
closely as the room continued to twist and turn around them.

And as suddenly as it had all begun, the room was back to normal.  Mamoru 
closed his eyes and tried to catch his breath.  He rolled over onto his back 
and opened his eyes.

Mamoru yelled.

Usagi jumped.  "Mamo-chan, what is it?!"

Voiceless, Mamoru gestured to the ceiling.  Usagi followed with her eyes and 
shrieked.  Written across the ceiling in a flourescent red was the phrase 
"Look on the wall..."

The couple looked to the wall.  Written across the wall was the phrase.  
"No, the other wall, baka!"

Mamoru gulped.

"I'm scared," whined Usagi.

Written on the other wall in dripping blood was one word.  "ETALIHINNA."

"Mamo-chan, is that Engo (English, FYI)?"

"Usako, you don't speak Engo..." replied Mamoru.  "You need to study more.  
But it doesn't look like Engo to me either...  perhaps Ebonics?"

CRIMINOLOGIST:  Leggo my Engo... er... uh... *spins globe and sets finger 
down on a random country*  And thus the mystery continues to unfold.  And 
then there were two... yes, two.  The number after one and before three.  
Two there were.  Dos, if you speak Spanish... Ni, Zwei, Duex... yes, two of 
them were left.  And between the two of them, they honestly had not a clue 
what was going on.  What DI-A-BOL-I-CAL E-VIL will unfold next?

"Mamo-chan... what diabolical evil is going to happen to us next?" shrieked 
Usagi, throwing herself onto him.

CRIMINOLOGIST:  Hey... she stole my line...

Usagi glanced up into the mirror hanging on her wall.  "What's that?"

Mamoru followed her gaze to the mirror.  Written on it in dripping blood was 
the phrase "Annihilate."

"When will this stop?!" screamed Usagi.

Mamoru grabbed her hand and leapt from the bed.  His foot caught on 
something and he faltered, hitting the ground with a thud.  His body was 
dragged beneath the bed.  He reached out, trying to grab onto the carpet to 
stop himself.  And he stopped at the waist.

"Mamo-chan?!" shrieked Usagi.  "Kami!  NO!!"

"Gahh... Usako!  Run!"

Usagi leapt from the bed and grabbed the chair at her desk.  She broke it 
over the desk, freeing a wooden leg.  Weilding the pointy-ended wooden 
stave, Usagi jabbed under the bed.

"Usagi!" screamed Mamoru.

"Mamo-chan!  I'm going to help!"

"Ie, Usagi... my waist is under there!  If your aim is even slightly off..."

"Ne, Mamo?" blinked Usagi.

"There will never be a Chibi-Usa!!!"

Usagi screamed and dropped the stick she had been holding as Mulder burst 
into the room, his hair matted in blood.  He grinned evilly.  "What are you 
going to do now, pretty boy?"

Mamoru was furious.  "Stay away from her you bastard!"

Mulder smirked then grabbed Usagi's wrists and pulled her out of the room.  
She struggled furiously.  "Mamo-chan!  Tasukete!"

Mamoru glared menacingly towards the door.  He looked for an escape and his 
eyes fell onto the broken chair leg.  He stretched his fingers the farthest 
he could reach and only succeeded in pushing it further away.  In a sudden 
burst of strength he pulled himself two inches from his constraints.  The 
staff was in his hands.  He shoved it underneath the bed next to him, and 
was rewarded with a scream of agony!  He was free!

Without wasting a moment he ran out the door and followed Usagi's screams 
downstairs.



Mulder carried the kicking and screaming blonde down the stairs to the 
basement.  He set her on top of the dryer and bound her ankles and wrists 
together.  He unholstered his pistol and pointed menacingly.  "Move one 
muscle and you'll never see your Mamoru ever again!"

Usagi trembled in fear and looked down away from the weapon.  Her eyes 
settled on the carnage leaking from the washer next to her.  She shrieked, 
"MAMA!  No... what have they done to you?"

Mulder chuckled.  "Apparently some paranormal beings have chopped her into 
bits with an axe, and placed her within her own washing machine."

Usagi turned to Mulder and glared at him.  "You perverted sadistic jerk!  
I've had enough of you!"

"Oh... what are you going to do to me, henshin again?"  Mulder replied 
unfazed, an evil grin placated across his face.

Usagi glared at him and was about to speak when she heard--"MULDER YOU SO 
MUCH AS TOUCH HER... I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD FOR DECORATION!"

Usagi sweatdropped, then screamed happily, "Mamo-chan!"

Mulder pressed the gun into her forehead.  "Not one word or else--" he said, 
sliding an index finger across his neck.  He slipped away underneath the 
stairs.  Mamoru's footsteps echoed down the stairs.

He noticed Usagi sitting on the dryer, a terrified expression across her 
features.  "Usako-"  A hand reached out and wrapped around his ankle.  It 
yanked.  Mamoru slipped and lost his balance, tumbling down the stairs and 
landing at the bottom in a heap.

Mulder stepped out from the shadows and held Mamoru at gunpoint.

"Where's my sister?!"

"NANI?!" shouted Mamoru at the raving madman.

"My sister!  I know you know about her!  You're not human and all of you 
aliens work together!"

"What are you talking about?!"

"You aren't human!"

"NANI!  What in the world are you raving about Mulder?"

"I saw you... both of you!  You transformed into those... those... those 
things!  You took my sister and I want her back!"

"Somebody tell me what he is talking about!" shouted Mamoru.

"Ne, Mamoru, what is he talking about?" screamed Usagi.

Mulder waved the gun towards her and threatened menacingly.  Mamoru took a 
chance and brought his leg up directly between Mulder's legs.  The gun 
skittered across the basement floor.  Mamoru brought his fist up in an 
uppercut, catching Mulder squarely under the chin and sending him reeling.

Running over to his beloved Usagi, Mamoru untied her and gently lifted her 
from the dryer.

"Oh, Mamo-chan," she said, collapsing into his arms.

"Usako, I told you everything would be all right..."

A familiar voice came from behind them.  "You have a lot to figure out, 
Pretty Boy... when you get rid of a man's gun, you have to remember to pick 
it up.  Now turn around slowly."

Mamoru slowly turned to see Mulder holding the gun at the couple.

"You people make me sick.  How can you have a love like that?!  I'll show 
you!"

"Agent Mulder?" asked Usagi.

"Shut up!  I'm the one in control here!"

"Demo..."

"You and your cute little Japanese phrases!  I'm sick of it!  I'll teach 
you..." he grinned evilly at Mamoru and began to squeeze the trigger, the 
gun pointed at Usagi.

"Shimatta!!" shouted Mamoru, leaping in front of the gun.