[ EU ] A new agent is assigned to the X-Files . Write about Agent Dipper Pines ' first case .

A red haired woman sat in the office of the Assistant Director. This agent was... well, he reminded her of her former partner, back when she had been a field agent. He kept his hair just a bit longer than most of the men working in the bureau. She looked him over. 
 
 `` A.D. Scully? Why did you call me in here?'' 
 
 `` I'm assigning you to another division, agent. Your outburst on your last case forced me to reconsider having you in the CID.'' She kept a very measured tone of voice. `` What was it you said?'This is clearly...''' 
 
 Agent Pines sighed. ``... a psychic murder. But if you knew what I...'' 
 
 A.D. Scully held up her hand to silence him. `` Do n't assume what I do an do not know, agent. I am assigning you to a very special division, one of our most chronically understaffed. You see, we currently only have one agent working there, and her performance is... less than satisfactory for the division.'' 
 
 `` Why are you telling me this? I mean, it sounds like you're giving me the short end of the stick here.'' 
 
 `` Because the X-Files... Please, close your mouth, Agent Pines.'' She gave him a moment to comply. `` The X-Files need someone who is rational and open to the idea of things that modern science and government protocol do not allow for. The agent working there right now lost her partner about a year ago, and her strict adherence to traditional scientific techniques, while commendable, does not solve the cases to which I assign her. I've updated your clearance to allow you access to the X-Files office in the basement. I expect you to report there immediately, and... well, your last case was n't exactly closed, Agent Pines.'' 
 
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 Agent Dipper Pines was in his early 20s. He had the youthful exuberance that came with his age, and being fresh through the Academy. Of course, his summer in Gravity Falls had been a major influence in choosing this line of work. He still tried to hide his birthmark, but the professionalism of the FBI made it hard. He could n't wear a hat, and had already been chewed out once for keeping his hair too long. 
 
 But he knew about the X-Files. He had been dreaming of them ever since Candy had e-mailed him about them. The FBI's very own version of Ford's old journal, cases unsolved, unexplained, and often mysterious. Of course, most agents were very tight-lipped about them, and apparently they were kept under lock and key since some incident a decade earlier. Rumours were that no more than two agents were assigned to the X-Files at any given time. 
 
 Stepping out of the elevator into the basement, he took note of the heavy security doors on his left. On the door was just the letter `` X'' in an uncharacteristic red. Most of the doors were labeled with nameplates at one side, usually with black text on a brass plate. Not the X-Files, though. 
 
 Dipper swiped his badge through the ID scanner, and the door slid open. It was quieter than he had expected. He stepped inside and saw a dimly lit room ( it seemed as if half the lights were burned out ), with a desk in the middle. On the walls were posters -- the periodic table and other intelligent stuff of the sort. Sitting at the desk was his new partner... 
 
 She had black hair tied back in a bun, but still looked slightly unkempt. She even had forelocks hanging down over her ears as she looked over the case file. `` Oh, come on,'' she muttered. `` Why ca n't I go back to the labs? Why does A.D. Scully keep me assigned down here investigating little green men and'psychic murders.' There is no such thing as a psychic!'' As her hands slammed on the desk, she looked up. `` And you are?'' 
 
 `` Dipper... er, Agent Dipper Pines. I've just been assigned to the X-Files,'' he said. 
 
 `` Yes! I'm finally being replaced,'' she said, standing up. `` Well, it's nice to meet you, Agent Pines. I am finally out of...'' 
 
 `` I'm supposed to be your partner.'' 
 
 `` Partner?'' Her eyes narrowed as she looked at the young man. `` You mean I'm still stuck in these X-Files? I thought I would finally be getting out of here when A.D. Sculyl said she was... sending someone down. Oh, sweet sun and moon, do you have any idea how it feels to investigate these cases?'' 
 
 Dipper sweated a bit. `` Er, not exactly. Though I have looked into a few of these paranormal things before,'' he said, offering his hand. `` So, uh, I'm Agent Dipper Pines. And you are?'' 
 
 `` Agent Twilight... Sparkle,'' she said. 
 
 `` Sparkle? What kind of name is...'' 
 
 `` It's my parents' name, obviously.'' She breathed out firmly through her nose, looking Dipper in the eyes. `` Please, you can call me Twilight. I've never cared for the family name.'' 
 
 `` Oh, okay, Twilight. You can call me...'' 
 
 `` Agent Pines will be fine for me,'' she said. `` I know Scully wants us on this so-called psychic murder, but I'm sure it's just a ritual killing. Come on, you can get settled in after the case. We should be back by tomorrow night.'' 
 
 Dipper nodded, and took a moment to look over the case file once more time. This had to be a psychic murder, he told himself. And if this was n't an X-File, he did n't know what was... 
 
 The victim was one Gideon Gleeful, traveling showman. Regardless of his personal feelings for the victim, though, Dipper knew there had to be something going on. Something big. Why else would somebody kill Gideon, and leave him in his own personal zodiac sign? 
 
 Taking a deep breath, he followed Twilight out of their office. This was going to be a big one.
