Chapter 1 – Weevils in NYC
Brought into consciousness by the faint tapping of heels and the overwhelming stench of urine, Kendra found herself stood alone in a dark subway station. As the tapping heels grew closer she took in her surroundings; this definitely wasn't Cardiff. Turning towards the subway entrance she found the owner of the tapping heels. It was a woman wearing a scarlet overcoat, scarlet heels and blood red lipstick. Kendra went towards her but the woman walked past her as if she were invisible.
"Excuse me, could you tell me which station we're at?" Kendra asked but got no reply, the woman just carried on as if she were not there.
On the floor Kendra spotted a newspaper the headline read Subway Alien A Hoax. Under the title was a picture of a brown alien with a long, fat head and sharp teeth. She immediately recognized it as her pet weevil Janet who she had lost recently. Her attention was taken by a large bang at the other side of the subway.
"Uhhh...hello?" Called the Scarlet woman, obviously startled by the noise, "Is there anybody there?"
She spoke with an American accent. There was a closer bang followed by a snarl. Then from the shadows, Janet the weevil ran out and towards her. More weevils began to come from the shadows and soon she was surrounded by a group of them, all crowding around her and ripping into her flesh. Kendra went to run towards her, she had to do something. She looked towards the subway entrance and saw hundreds of weevils running up the steps, she had to stop this. The room started to grow darker, all that was left was the screaming of the scarlet woman. Kendra woke with a start in her bed, dripping with sweat and out of breath. She knew this was no dream, this had happened before. She had to tell the team. She had to save this woman.
The next morning when Kendra woke she got ready and left for work. She knew it would be impossible to try and find the scarlet woman but she had to try, if there were that many weevils setting off somewhere it would be disastrous. On the way to work she picked up her sister Una, as usual. Una also worked at Torchwood. Torchwood was an underground organization based in Cardiff for the location and containment of alien encounters. She worked alongside Captain Jack Harkness, Gwen Cooper and Ianto Jones. Torchwood also employed an alien mechanics expert called Wilma.
Upon arrival at The Hub the sisters were greeted by a yelling, running Wilma.
"Help!" She wailed whilst she ran behind them, "Jack's gone crazy! He says he's going to put me in detainment, don't wanna go in there!"
"What did you do to him?" Inquired a suspicious Una, Wilma shook her head.
"Don't bullshit me spacegirl, you know it wont work," Una scolded, but before Wilma could answer, Jack ran out with an enraged look on his face.
"She blew a hole in the tech room!" he bellowed.
"I didn't," Wilma defended, "the Sontaran blaster did."
Unfortunately Jack was not convinced by this remark and started towards her. Kendra held him back.
"Wilma! Can we not leave you for one night in this place without you demolishing its walls?!" Kendra shouted.
"Sorry," muttered Wilma under her breath. This apology had seemed to be enough for Jack as he quickly calmed down.
"You're fixing that wall," he said sternly as he turned towards the door, "NOW!"
Wilma scurried toward the building as quick as she could.
"Never a dull day" sighed one sister.
"Wouldn't be Torchwood otherwise," the other replied as they both walked into the building.
They walked into base, greeted Ianto and each went straight to their work. Kendra thought about her dream, she would have to mention it to Jack before she did anything. She went to Jack's room, knocked on and entered.
"Jack, I need to talk to you about something..." she started.
"This new shirt? I know I look great in it. I understand if you can't control yourself."
"You and your ego, Christ," Kendra scoffed, "this is actually quite a serious matter."
She told him about her dream, the scarlet woman and the hundreds of weevils. When she had finished Jack looked confused, like he was putting the pieces of a puzzle together in his head.
"Right," he said after the a short pause, "a meeting, bring them all in 20 minutes."
Kendra was relieved he took her seriously and went to grab the others for the meeting. Wilma, Ianto, Kendra and Una sat in the meeting room waiting for him to speak. Jack looked at them, sighed and started.
"So.. guys we have a bit of an alarming situation." Jack briefed them all fully on the situation but they were all very sure he just liked the sound of his own voice.
"Janet the weevil went missing about a week ago, unfortunately we haven't been able to trace her yet," he finished. This made Kendra quite sad, she missed Janet a lot; she had managed to train her a little and quite liked having her around.
"Kendra has had a dream; in it, Janet and a hell of a lot of other weevils break out somewhere we expect to be around North America. I don't know how or why they are there; our intel states they haven't come into proper contact with weevils yet, there may have been a couple but never a crap load like that! We need to find that station."
"But Jack there are a fair few subways in America how will we find that one?" interrupted Wilma.
"Well I have a feeling it's to do with this rift activity Ianto found," Jack gave a cheeky wink to Ianto who smiled back, blushing. "Exactly one year ago a rift was opened in New York, I don't find that a coincidence."
"My dreams," piped up Kendra. "We have no idea what time frame they are in. It could be months, weeks, maybe even years from now."
"Like Jack said, there's rift activity showing somewhere in America exactly a year ago, it's likely to be something to do with that." Una added.
"Exactly Una," exclaimed Jack "and I've managed to get in touch with S.H.I.E.L.D."
The table looked at Jack puzzled.
"Who the fuck is that?!" asked Wilma.
"They're like U.N.I.T; they're a pain in my ass and I don't trust them," said Jack. "Their only use to us is that they're in contact with the Avengers and, as we all know, one of them owns the building that the rift was opened on. Plus they all fought against the Chitauri that came out of that rift. There could be some link to the weevils and if there is we need to find it."
"The guy who owns the building, that's Tony Stark right? He's the arrogant tosser in the Iron man suit isn't he?" asked Una.
"Oh him and Jack will get right along then," joked Wilma taking cover behind Una from the pen Jack had just launched at her.
"We leave for New York the day after tomorrow," Said Jack, "go home and get your 'me time' in you have a lot of work to do when we get there."
Everyone assumed that this meant the meeting was over so they left the room.
"Yaaaaaaayyyy! We're going to America," Wilma chimed. "I wanna see the Statue of Liberty, and the Eiffel Tower."
"Wilma you moron, that's in France! You really should work on your Geography," Una sighed.
"Well I was never really that good at maths," she replied as Una shook her head wearily.
Una, Wilma and Kendra made their way to Una's apartment.
"Why do you guys always come to my house?" Una said. "Oh it's ok; come to Una's, mess her house up, leave all the dishes to her. It's fine!"
"Shut it whingebag sister, I picked up some cocktail stuff on the way," said Kendra. "I'm very sure that might just make up for it," Kendra winked at Wilma.
"Oi oi! Let's get wankered!" Cheered Wilma.
This stirred up painful memories for Una from the time that Wilma got too drunk and threw up all over her living room floor and table.
"No! My coffee table can't handle another puking incident," Una said.
The girls entered the flat and made themselves comfortable, pouring cocktails and reminiscing old missions they had been on.
"Remember the time we were chasing those Vanon guys from Muptar and Wilma cuffed one of them, didn't realize that their hands were actually their penises and gave them a happy ending without realizing!" Said Kendra; laughing uncontrollably while Wilma put her head down in mock embarrassment.
"What about the time you let that shapeshifter go because he turned into Jack and told you Wilma wrongly captured him," Said Una.'
"Hey! I was having an off day, plus it wouldn't surprise me with Wilma," she laughed as Wilma threw a pillow at her face. Kendra jumped on her and started repeatedly hitting her with said pillow.
"What-about-that-time-Una-shot-that-squid-guy-thinking-Jack-was-playing-a-trick-on-us." Wilma spoke between beatings. Kendra was laughing so hard that Wilma managed to push her off.
"Jack's face when he came in!" She laughed "Almost as priceless as yours when you found out who it was!"
"Well I haven't done anything nearly as bad as you two," Una retaliated.
Wilma, who had now escaped Kendra's grip, threw a pillow at Una.
"That's not true, you just think you haven't," said Kendra "we all know you've done some pretty stupid stuff in your time."
The girls spent the rest of the night still reminiscing and drinking cocktails, enjoying the last night of fun before the shed load of work that they would have over the next couple of weeks. They were each dreading the long flight ahead of them. Many cocktails later they started discussing their American co-workers.
"I can just imagine these S.H.I.E.L.D guys, saluting at us and shit. Those bloody yanks can be annoying." Said Wilma. "Just imagine them running around shouting Sir and Ma'am." Wilma chuckled.
"Every time you mention the USA they salute and shout 'Murica," giggled Kendra.
"They sound just as bad as U.N.I.T." smirked Una while reading the information Jack gave her, "although reading Stark's file I'd rather deal with S.H.I.E.L.D."
"I think he sounds a right laugh," said Wilma.
"Maybe, I just hope we don't have to stay around him for too long," Una hoped.
The cocktails carried on flowing until the early hours of the morning; then when Una fell asleep on the sofa snoring loudly, the sisters covered her with a blanket and went to bed themselves.