A/N: Hi everyone, this is my first fan fiction ever so please be nice.
A huge thank you to JazziePerson (Jaz) for beta-ing this story and being a huge help on the website in general.
Thank you BBC for making Torchwood, it doesn't belong to me, I am just playing with their brilliant idea.
Please review, it will make me very happy and encourage me to carry on writing.
Enjoy.
As Gwen rounded the corner of the dark alleyway, she stopped dead. She hadn't expected this. Tosh had said that it was just a couple of weevils who had gone rouge again. Well, Tosh was wrong this time. Gwen instinctively raised her gun and took a step back to draw level with Jack.
"What the hell happened here?" Gwen asked in a low, frightened whisper.
"I wish I knew Gwen. I wish I knew," Jack replied before raising his voice to speak into the comm. "Are you getting this Tosh?"
"Hang on, I'm just bringing up a visual link," Tosh's voice crackled through the ear piece, "Oh God". Tosh's voice too became a whisper as she saw the image flicker into view. Owen came to stand behind Tosh and the same look of horror crossed his face when he saw the CCTV footage of the street.
"Do you have any idea what happened yet Tosh?" Jack asked, looking over at Gwen who still had refused to lower her gun even though there really wasn't any threat to the pair now.
"I've never seen anything like it." Owen replied for Tosh who was frantically typing on another of her computers.
"I'm trying to get footage of the street before you arrived but my search isn't bringing anything up. About five minutes before you got there all the CCTV just went down, I don't understand why." Tosh said, sounding confused.
Jack took a step forwards to investigate what exactly had happened. Gwen followed, slightly more cautiously than Jack had, keeping her gun at the ready the whole time.
"Gwen, they're all dead. You can put the gun away." Jack said.
"But how...how...weevils...they don't...they can't ..." Gwen was lost for words. She just didn't understand how this could have happened. "Jack, what are you doing?" Gwen said in horror as she watched him reach out one hand and touch the weevil's arm.
"Still warm," Jack concluded.
"You mean they only just died?" Gwen asked
Just then, back at the Hub, Ianto entered carrying a Tesco bag. "What's wrong with you two?" he asked.
"Come and see for yourself" Tosh replied as Ianto ditched the carrier bag on the sofa and hurried over to see what all the others seemed so involved in.
Ianto stopped dead when he saw the screen. He then peered at it again and blinked a few times to check that he was seeing right. On the screen was the end of the alleyway and against the back wall there was a line of hooks; attached to each hook was a rope and on the end of each rope there was a weevil. It was like some crazy weevil suicide attempt but weevils would never be clever enough to do this. No, this was the work of someone who knew what they were doing. They must have been to be able to get ten or so weevils all hung up along a wall and still get out alive. The fact that they were hung wasn't the only thing. They were all wearing ear-pieces. Ianto gasped when he saw the ear-pieces.
"Ianto, what is it?" Tosh asked worriedly.
"The ear-pieces, they're just like the ones that were worn when the Cybermen..." he broke off.
"Jack, did you hear that?" Tosh voiced through the intercom, "The ear-pieces are just like the ones that were worn at the fall of Torchwood One!"
Suddenly the weevil in the centre's eyes jolted open but the rest of its body stayed motionless. It hung there; still limp like it should be dead, but its eyes had definitely just opened.
"B-b-b-but, you're...dead!" Gwen stammered, as she was pulled backwards by Jack. Jack then stepped in front of her as if to protect her from whatever was going on with the weevil.
"Something wrong?" Tosh asked.
"Tosh, can you run a scan? Gwen and I are the only two living things in this alleyway, right?" Jack said quickly.
"Yeah," Owen replied reading the results at the bottom of the screen "Why?"
"Because this one's not dead..." Jack tailed off.
