The X-Files: Ground Zero

The X-Files: Ground Zero

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by Kevin J. Anderson

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Dr. Gregory, a renowned nuclear weapons researcher, is not only dead—he's been charred to a radioactive cinder.

Since this is a death on Federal property, Mulder and Scully are hastily called in. As FBI agents who specialize in unexplained phenomena, they are the investigators of The X-Files, strange and inexplicable cases which are also mysteries that the


Dr. Gregory, a renowned nuclear weapons researcher, is not only dead—he's been charred to a radioactive cinder.

Since this is a death on Federal property, Mulder and Scully are hastily called in. As FBI agents who specialize in unexplained phenomena, they are the investigators of The X-Files, strange and inexplicable cases which are also mysteries that the FBI doesn't want solved.

When a second victim, completely unrelated to nuclear science or Dr. Gregory is obliterated in the New Mexico desert, and then a third dies the same way in Washington, DC, Mulder and Scully begin to focus on the frightening dimension of their task. The bizarre deaths cannot be a coincidence. And as they work to uncover the secret unifying element that unites these deaths, it becomes clear that this twisted puzzle has fatal consequences for the entire world.

Author Biography: Kevin J. Anderson's first X-Files adventure, Ground Zero, became a #1 international bestseller. He is also the author of the critically acclaimed novels Blindfold, Climbing Olympus, and (with coauthor Doug Beason) Virtual Destruction, III Wind, and Assemblers of Infinity. His work has been nominated for the Nebula and Bram Stoker Awards. His current projects include a third X-Files novel, based on characters created by Chris Carter.

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VOYA - Jennifer Fakolt
Packets of greasy ash sent to individuals connected with World War II become death sentences...nuclear explosions affect only single rooms in a laboratory...mysterious whispers resonate as the explosions build...atomic ghosts? Yes indeed, it sounds like an X File: another paranormal case for FBI agents Dana Scully and Fox Mulder. Unfortunately, this brief synopsis is misleadingly tantalizing: unlike its television series prototype, Ground Zero is painfully uninspired. The X-Files television show, brainchild of creator Chris Carter, has won well-deserved critical and popular acclaim. The plotlines draw ominous life from a variety of human fears, and our "dis-ease" with "the other," from aliens to monsters in the sewers. The characters are charismatic and generate a wonderful chemistry; their tension between often conflicting beliefs is mitigated with respect and trust. Scully places her faith in science, taking the empirical approach to the phenomena she and her partner uncover; whereas Mulder's search for the truth is characterized by a desire to believe in things inexplicable. The show is clever, layered, and compelling-qualities which do not translate to this paper spin-off. In Ground Zero Scully and Mulder investigate the bizarre deaths of scientists and others connected to nuclear testing, and discover that a mysterious technology has been developed which will minimize fallout from a nuclear explosion-a coup for the military. Code-named Bright Anvil, the device is to be tested on the Enika Atoll, the site of a previous nuclear test which unfortunately eradicated an entire island people except for one boy, Ryan Kamida. This child lived and grew up with the burden of avenging his ancestors, aided by their angry atomic spirits. Scully, Mulder, an assortment of military personnel, and Kamida arrive at the island as a hurricane strikes, and the radioactive ghosts take their final retribution. It all turns out all right in the end. Ground Zero is a disappointment. While superficially true to its television prototype, the plot line is thin, and the writing stiff and heavy-handed. Scully and Mulder come across as cut-out figures, showing no growth, and little of the chemistry of the show. Due to the series' popularity, however, there will be demand for this title. Based on the Fox Television series created by Chris Carter VOYA Codes: 2Q 4P J S (Better editing or work by the author might have warranted a 3Q, Broad general YA appeal, Junior High-defined as grades 7 to 9 and Senior High-defined as grades 10 to 12).

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The X-Files: Ground Zero

Chapter One

Teller Nuclear Research Facility,
Pleasanton, California
Monday, 4:03 P.M.

Even through the thick windows of his laboratory building, the old man could hear the antinuke protesters outside. Chanting, singing, shouting—always fighting against the future, trying to stall progress. It baffled him more than it angered him. The slogans hadn't changed from decade to decade. He didn't think the radicals would ever learn.

He fingered the laminated badge dangling from his lab coat. The five-year-old picture, showing him with an awkward expression, was worse than a driver's license photo. The Badge Office didn't like to retake snapshots—but then, ID photos never really looked like the subject in question, anyway. At least not in the past five decades. Not since his days as a minor technician for the Manhattan Project. In half a century his face had grown more gaunt, more seamed, especially over the past few years. His steel-gray hair had turned an unhealthy yellowish-white, where it hadn't fallen out in patches. But his eyes remained bright and inquisitive, fascinated by the mysteries hidden in dim corners of the universe.

The badge identified him as Emil Gregory. He wasn't like many of his younger colleagues who insisted on proper titles: Dr. Emil Gregory, or Emil Gregory, Ph.D., or even Emil Gregory, Project Director. He had spent too much time in laid-back New Mexico and California to worry about such formalities. Only scientists whose jobs were in question concerned themselves with trivialities like that. Dr. Gregory was at the end of a longand highly successful career. His colleagues knew his name.

Since much of his work had been classified, he was not assured of a place in the history books. But he had certainly made his place in history, whether or not anybody had heard about it.

His former assistant and prize student, Miriel Bremen, knew about his research—but she had turned her back on him. In fact, she was probably standing outside right now, waving her signs and chanting slogans with the other protesters. She had organized them all. Mind had always been good at organizing unruly groups of people.

Outside, three more Protective Services cars drove up for an uneasy showdown with the protesters who paced back and forth in front of the gate, blocking traffic. Uniformed security guards emerged from the squad cars, slamming doors. They stood with shoulders squared and tried to look intimidating. But they couldn't really take action, since the protesters had carefully remained within the law. In the back of one of the white official cars, a trained German shepherd barked through the screen mesh of the window; it was a drug- and explosive-sniffing dog, not an attack animal, but its loud growls no doubt made the protesters nervous.

Dr. Gregory finally decided to ignore the distractions outside the lab building. Moving slowly and painfully in his seventy-two-year-old body—whose warranty had recently run out, he liked to say—he went back to his computer simulations. The protesters and guards could keep up their antics for the rest of the afternoon and into the night, for all he cared. He turned up his radio to cover the noise from outside so he could concentrate, though he didn't have to worry about his calculations. The supercomputers actually did most of the work.

The portable boom box tucked among books and technical papers on his shelf had never succeeded in picking up more than one station through the thick concrete walls, despite the jury-rigged antenna of chained paper clips he had hooked to the metal window frame. The lone AM station, thank goodness, played primarily Oldies, songs he associated with happier days. Right now, Simon and Garfunkel were singing about Mrs. Robinson, and Dr. Gregory sang along with them.

The color monitors on his four supercomputer work-stations displayed the progress of his simultaneous hydro-code simulations. The computers chugged through numerous virtual experiments in their integrated-circuit imaginations, sorting through billions of iterations without requiring him to throw a single switch or hook up a single generator.

But Dr. Gregory still insisted on wearing his lab coat; he didn't feel like a real scientist without it. If he wore comfortable street clothes and simply pounded on computer keyboards all day long, he might as well be an accountant instead of a well-respected weapons researcher at one of the largest nuclear-design laboratories in the country.

Off in a separate building on the fenced-in lab site, powerful Cray-III supercomputers crunched data for complex simulations of a major upcoming nuclear test. They were studying intricate nuclear hydrodynamic models—imaginary atomic explosions—of the radical new warhead concept to which he had devoted the last four years of his career.

Bright Anvil.

Because of cost limitations and the on-again/off-again political treaties regarding nuclear testing, these hydrodynamic simulations were now the only way to study certain secondary effects, to analyze shock-front formations and fallout patterns. Aboveground atomic detonations had been banned by international treaty since 1963 . . . but Dr. Gregory and his superiors believed they could succeed with the Bright Anvil Project—if all conditions turned out right.

The Department of Energy was eager to see that all conditions turned out right.

He moved to the next simulation screen, watching the dance of contours, pressure waves, temperature graphs on a nanosecond-by-nanosecond scale. Already he could see that it would be a lovely explosion.

Classified reports and memos littered his desk, buried under sheafs of printouts spewed from the laser printer he shared with the rest of his Bright Anvil team members down the hall. His deputy project head, "Bear" Dooley, posted regular weather reports and satellite photos, circling the interesting areas with a red felt-tip marker. The most recent picture showed a large circular depression gathered over the central Pacific, like spoiled milk swirling down a drain—eliciting a great deal of excitement from Dooley.

"Storm brewing!" the deputy had scrawled on a Post-it note stuck to the satellite photo. "Our best candidate so far!"

The X-Files: Ground Zero. Copyright © by Kevin Anderson. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

Meet the Author

Kevin J. Anderson has published more than eighty novels, including twenty-nine national bestsellers. He has been nominated for the Nebula Award, the Bram Stoker Award, and the SFX Reader's Choice Award. His critically acclaimed original novels include Captain Nemo, Hopscotch, and Hidden Empire. He has also collaborated on numerous series novels, including Star Wars, The X-Files, and Dune. In his spare time, he also writes comic books. He lives in Wisconsin.

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gpaisl35 More than 1 year ago
After the death of an old man ,Mr. Gregory, who is a nuclear weapons researcher, the FBI have failed to solved the crime so they call in Special agents Mulder and Scully who specialize in paranormal cases. After their inspection of the body, they observe that the researcher is not only dead but charred to a radio active cinder. Mr. Gregory's unusual death soon becomes an X file. As Mulder and Scully begin their tedious work unearthing the top secret project that Mr. Gregory was working on, which may have killed him, they confront a tight lipped Federal Bureaucracy whose job it is to fend off questions before they are asked. One by one Mulder and Scully hit dead ends closed by security clearance and classified documents which no one wants them to, see. But that does not stop Mulder and Scully from exposing Mr. Gregory's illegal project-Bright Anvil- a new type of flash nuclear explosive that has all the destructive power of the infamous Hiroshima atomic bombs, but with a new design that leaves virtually no radio active fallout. The implications for the modern world are deadly, and some radical protest groups will stop at nothing to prevent this from happening. This type of book has a unique plot. Usually I find mystery books boring but this one has this fascinating paranormal activity plot. Even the imaginary technology that we know does not really exist seems realistic in this book. I like this book because every chapter end leaves you wanting for more. In other words it is hard for me to put the book down. It is very interesting that I like this book because I am usually a picky reader and usually like reading action books only. I would, though like a little more action and adventure even though the suspense in this book is electrifying at times. I recommend this to teenagers that like mystery books or science fiction books. This type of story is hard to find.
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I'm a big X-Files fan, so it's hard for me to fault this on anything. But I could just picture Mulder saying some of the things in a show that he says in the book. It's very true to the characters.
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Kevin Anderson really brings the X-Files to life in this wonderfully written book, its a true classic to be read time and time again.
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