Ok, before i begin, Welcome to Wonderland.
This is a sequel to my other story Wanted, you don't have to read it you will be able to pick up on everything without it, but it gives the characters more background. Also, two of the characters don't belong to me or RTD (who owns the rest of the Torchwood team) Winter/Nemo and Pip are the fantastic creation of Bad Wolf Mcgee's story "What's in a Name?" honestly it's amazing, so i have stolen them for my own adventure. and if i butcher them for those who read her story, sorry, that's my fault they're amazing really. I only own Fawks.
Any way, enough from me, on with the story.
Oh, i've just come
From the land of the sun
From a war that must be won
In the name of the truth
With our soliders so brave
With our rifles and grenades
And some help from god
I want to go home
Love Vigilantes - New Order
"Nemo, you coming? Rift spike on the beach." Jack called grabbing his coat of Ianto, and walking out the door, Winter hot on his heels Owen were just behind.
The SUV zoomed along the roads in the low welsh sunlight,
"It's not a too big rift spike," Jack said. "Tosh reckons something small has come out of it."
"Not too big," Winter said sarcastically as they reached the deserted beach, cordoned of by police tape. Along the beach was a deep gouge in the sand ending in a deep crater, as if a meteor had appeared from no where. Jack ducked under the tape as Gwen spoke to the officers as to what happened.
"There were a bright light. Then next thing we knew, something black shoots out of nowhere and gets buried in the sand." a short portly man explained. Jack grabbed Winter's hand and they both traipsed straight to the deepest part of the pit. The crater had dug so deep water had pooled there, in amongst the mud and salt water was a black indiscernible shape.
"What is it?" Winter said.
"Dead." Jack stated. Leaning over the edge. He jumped back as the shape groaned. Winter peered closer. Jack put his arm out to stop her as the shape shifted slowly, hissing and growling.
"Not dead then." Owen said, walking to the pit's side. The shape stood up.
"Oh my god, it's a person!" Gwen gasped. "Hello!" She called down. Winter tried to focus on the shape but it was deep down in the dark and covered in mud.
"Bloody hell…" Was a murmur.
"You ok?" Winter called.
"I just shot out of a crack in space and time, into a beach? I've had better days." a feminine voice called up.
"Are you hurt?" Owen called and the figure that was still shifting froze.
"Owen?" Was the question.
Owen frowned. Jack Winter and Gwen all looked up at him, he shrugged.
"Yes? Do I know you?"
"It's me, Owen! It's Rachel!"
"Rachel…?" He still looked lost.
"Oh my god, am I in Cardiff?"
"You're a bit beneath Cardiff Beach." Winter stated. The figure moved to the edge of the pit, and dug her fingers into the muck, and with a low grunt started moving up into the light, the team backed off as it climbed nearer the top. The first thing Winter saw, was a black leather cowboy hat. Followed by a long leather coat. The woman heaved herself onto the surface and sat on the edge. She let out a huff. Then stood unsteadily, she was tall, covered in mud, but from what Winter could see she was wearing a black mask across her eyes, knee high boots and a tight pair of black leather trousers.
She's into the leather. Winter thought. Then the woman looked around.
"Who are you?" Ianto asked.
"You don't know?" She sounded shocked.
Winter looked to Jack, to see if he recognised the mystery woman, he was staring at her hard. The woman then wiped some of the muck from her face. Before Winter could process what was happening Jack had his gun loaded and pointed at the woman. She held her hands up, and as she did her coat fell open, revealing the array of weapons that hung on her hips, two guns, three daggers and on her hip, a long sword sheathed next to the gun and what looked like a bow, that was made from strange blue metal. She had her hands up in defence.
"Hang on, Whoa, please…" She stated quickly.
"Jack?" Ianto asked. "You know her?"
"I know of her, the most dangerous criminal in the universe."
"Please, do you people not let things go!" She sighed. "I'm not home," She said more to herself.
"What are you talking about?" Jack growled.
"Alternate Universe, or Parallel world, what ever you want to call it, but not my home. That's for sure."
"What are you going on about?" Owen said, he too had his gun drawn now.
"I worked for Torchwood, but then something went down I had to leave, and I've been trying to get back since. This is the wrong Torchwood." She sighed, Winter couldn't see into her eyes but she sounded sad.
"Jack." Winter said quietly. "I don't think she means us any harm." Winter couldn't find a reason why she believed this odd woman, but something in her head was telling her it was true.
"You've not heard of what she's done," Jack snarled.
"You've read my chronicles then?" She sounded proud. "you do know that they are exaggerated a bit."
"Can't we just take her to the hub, find out there," Ianto reasoned.
"Fine." Jack stated, clearly unhappy.
Winter turned round to talk to the woman who was in the boot of the SUV.
"So you're from a parallel universe."
"Yeah, and Jack is just as grumpy in this one." She smiled.
"So you already know us all."
"Not you, I'd recognise someone as gorgeous as you." She smirked. Winter chuckled as Jack snarled.
"I'm Fawks." The woman introduced herself.
"I'm Winter."
"Pleasure to meet you, now can I ask what's been happening?"
"Owen's dead, Gwen's on her honeymoon."
"John came and left then?" She asked.
"Do you mind not chatting with the prisoner." Jack stated.
"This car sucks, Captain, you clearly didn't know you need a mechanic as good as me,"
"That's what you did, for Torchwood, fixed the car." Owen stated.
"Have you seen how your Captain drives." Fawks said with a smile.
As the team walked into the hub via the garage, Fawks being led by Jack's gun pointed at the base of her skull.
He stopped her in the middle.
"Weapons." He stated. In complete ease she undid her weapons belt and handed it to him, along with her hat, and then she pulled off the long coat.
There were gasps around the room. Along her back were two huge deep burgundy leathery wings and a long devil like tail swished from the base of her back. One of her wings was misshapen and bleeding.
"Broken wing. Fantastic." She muttered. Ianto walked to Jack with a tray. Winter was the only one who saw Fawks' reaction to him.
"Ianto," She whispered, her hat no longer covering her face, Winter could see her golden eyes shining.
"Toes…" Ianto looked at her and gave her the same distrusting look that she'd been getting from everyone. Winter was the only one who looked close enough to see Fawks's heart break in her eyes.
"Ianto Jones." She called out to him desperately. He looked back at her. "you don't know who I am. Do you?"
"No." He said.
"Cells." Jack growled, jabbing her in the direction of the stairs.
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