As you can see, I am new to Fanfiction, and would really love your advices.
To the Torchwood readers, this story is just after season 2's last episode, a few days after Owen and Toshiko died. To the Doctor who readers, this story is after Donna was 'forced' to leave the TARDIS. And to both readers: I hope you like this story.
Unfortunately, I don't own Doctor who or Torchwood, which is a bother. I'll be waiting for your reviews!
Torchwood Hub_10th July, Friday, 22:58 pm
'Gwen, turn left at the next traffic lights.'
Gwen ran to her left when she got to the traffic lights and saw the big man-like alien running away from her. With a strange shape for its head: little eyes blinking in its face, a pig nose just under them, ears replaced by holes punched in either side of the face, and a mouth showing its carnivorous teeth.
'I'm behind the Weevil!' shouted Gwen to her ear comm. She reached for her revolver in her hips but it wasn't there. 'Shoot! My revolver dropped in the Hub!'
'Well done anyway.' said a voice in her ear. 'Jack, don't follow Gwen's trace.'
Jack stopped running. He could see Gwen getting more far and far away from him as he gasped for air.
'Go to your right and keep on; at the third street, turn to your left.' Pause. 'I think.'
'Right, smartass,' said Jack on his ear comm. 'You better get it right. 'Cause that doesn't sound as much reassuring as you sounded last time.'
'Aye-aye, Captain! Just keep your Webley in hand.'
Jack started to run as he took his weapon out, following the instructions he'd been given.
'Jack, you should hurry up.' Gwen's voice cracked in Jack's ear. 'The Weevil is tiring me and you seem to be real slow. I can't even see you behind me.'
Jack turned left in the third street and saw the Weevil. He raised his Webley and pulled the trigger, shooting the Weevil in the leg. The Weevil fell on its talons and lay down on the ground in front of him. Gwen appeared in the direction the Weevil came from. She shook her head as she watched Jack laughing at her surprise.
'Good thinking!' she said touching her ear comm.
Jack did the same. 'We couldn't have done it without you. Good going.'
In the Hub, in the once Toshiko's workstation, a boy sat down holding his ear comm. He was red headed, green eyes and pale of skin. He smiled malevolently to himself and looked up to the screens, where plans of the rift manipulator were on.
'My pleasure, Jack,' Adam said.
One day ago…