Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or the BBC. I just wish that Torchwood really existed. *sighs*

A young woman sat at the bar, holding a beer bottle and gazing seductively at a man across the room. He'll do, she thought. For now… The man looked towards her, and at the sight of this, she sported a suggestive grin and lowered her beer bottle. The man told his friends that he'd see them the next night, and walked towards the woman at the bar.

"Why don't we leave this dump and go somewhere a bit more…comfortable?" She asked alluringly. The suggestive grin never left her face.

"Oh, yes!" The man answered excitedly. The woman took him by the wrist and walked him out of the club. They strolled into a dark alleyway, and there, she made her first move.

She pinned him to the brick wall and kissed him long and hard. A minute later, she took a step back.

"Oy! What was that for?!" The man shouted. The woman looked at him up and down. She stared at his chest. Oh, yes! He will do. She blinked-

And two arrows flew from her eyes and into his chest. He collapsed to the ground, dead.

The woman kissed the man's corpse once more, sucking the life out of him. Then she left, searching Cardiff for her next victim.

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