Disclaimer: I own nothing relating to Torchwood, they are the property of BBC and RTD. This is a blanket disclaimer, as I doubt anytime between now and when this tale is finished that shall change, and I'd really rather not yell at you at the beginning of every chapter.
A/N: While this is a continuation of A Chance Encounter, it should be quite capable of standing on its own. I'm intending to rewrite that in a less lazy and sloppy manner at some point anyway, so some of that story may change a bit. I have been asked, and so, I share with you a new tale. I hope that you enjoy it, and as always, feedback is not only welcome, it is encouraged. It helps me write better, and I'm always open to improving.
Baby Steps: Prologue
I am called Rain. It is not my name, but the people of this place cannot pronounce it, so I use their word instead. I am told that I was snatched from my world by a Rift in time and space. That I will never see my home again. I have no memory of such a happening, or of how I came to be in the state in which they found me. They, are Torchwood, and they're just as uncertain as me as I am of them. We didn't get off to the best of starts, which was mostly my fault I will confess.
I could not speak their tongue at first, but I have a head for languages, and communication soon ceased to be an issue. With speech came a small bit of understanding, and though they are wary, they have come to accept that I pose no threat to their world. Would they still I wonder, if they knew... Would they fear me? Or would they seek to use me to their own ends? I mean no harm to anyone, would never hurt a person in anyway, had I the option. Yet I know now that I can be coerced. So no one must ever know. If that means that I must live with pain, and guilt by denying myself, denying my ability, then so be it. If I show them the good that I am capable of, how long until they deduce the bad with their dark minds and alien machines? I will let no one use me in that way, never again. I would sooner end my own life. I do not want to die, so it is better that they do not know. They must never guess.