Disclaimer: As I am not the brilliant yet destructive mind of Russell T. Davies, I do not own anything you recognize only OC's. Oh, and this may just be a working title I don't know yet. R&R! Only rated T for slight language, as you'll find out with my OC.
Chapter One: In A World Of Ironies
The world is full of irony. You think you've escaped your worst nightmares and then right at that moment it comes back. For a certain man, his whole life was an ironic moment. It's true the 21st century is when everything changes.
A handsome, dark-haired man looked upon the familiar Bay he had not seen for so long. The man looked up at the night sky to see the thousands of stars littering it. He was thinking about how no matter far he went, he could never escape his past. Fifteen years. Fifteen years since he left everything and one he loved, that were still alive of course. Fifteen years since the world's children had almost been taken. He walked in between buildings to avoid running into any people, even though the only people he was likely to meet were drunks staggering home. Before he could reminisce any more about his life, he heard a noise that definitely was not any drunk going home. It was a woman or more specifically a young lady shouting at some shadowed figure. The dark-haired man quickly ran closer to help but saw not some scantily dressed woman and a filthy man, but a much more unusual but almost familiar sight. A teenaged girl with medium length, dark brown hair was pushed up against a wall by an extremely familiar disgusting creature with sharp claws and fangs. Known to most people as just men in costumes, but correctly called Weevils, to those who work in certain areas of the government, were aliens who tend to live in the sewers. The girl definitely was not government aged, yet she knew exactly what to call, along with other Welsh expletives to say the least. Most people would try to scratch and fight it off, but this girl seemed to know this fight by heart. Slip away, slowly circle the Weevil, knock it to the ground, and surprisingly as she knew, spray it with a chemical formula to knock it out. Throughout the whole scene our tall, handsome man just stood there with his mouth hanging open. The girl brought out a pair of handcuffs from a pocket in a leather jacket she wore.
'Well, thanks for the help, not that you could've.' She walked toward the man.
'Yeah, well. That's not a sight I've seen for a long time. And for someone as young as you…..well I can honestly say I've never seen a teenage girl fight a Weevil. Captain Jack Harkness, by the way.' The girl just stared at him. Then she frowned.
'Is there something wrong?' The teenager nodded but then quickly shook her head.
'No, of course not. I just find it weird that you knew it was called a Weevil.' Jack smirked. Weird, there's something she's not saying. It's like she knows who I am, but why does she seem so familiar?
'Yes, well, where I used to work at we dealt with them all the time.' Crap, why would I say that! I can't just go pouring all my secrets into a girl I just met! Control yourself Jack.
'So did me Mum. She worked with aliens. I mean I bet you don't believe in them, but she did. All kinds. She said she's helped save the world a few times.' Worked with aliens, huh? There's something seriously odd with this girl. What Jack didn't notice was while he was thinking the teenage girl was talking about her mother's friends.
'Wait a second, what's your name? I've told you mine, now tell me yours' I have to know who this girl is! The girl dramatically cleared her throat.
'Well it's a mouthful so prepare your self. My name is Toshiko Jack Cooper-Williams. Tosh for short, or TJ. Oh, and if you say anything about having a guy's name I will hurt you.' Captain Jack slid along a wall to sit down. No, she's lying. Gwen's daughter would be only fif….
'….. divorced, and I'm fifteen. My mum said I was named after her best friends and co-workers. So's my brother Ianto. He's twelve. Wait a second…..Your Captain Jack Harkness? The Captain Jack Harkness?' Jack nodded his head weakly trying to soak everything in.
'That means you the man mum named me after! She's told me all about Torchwood! She said that since the one man who could protect Cardiff was gone, that I needed to be able to protect myself. She says that you were the bravest man she ever knew.' Jack gently smiled. Only Gwen would say that a man who ran away from everything was brave. Gwen was the only person of Torchwood to have a life, let alone survive. She got married, had kids, and
'Did you say divorced?' Tosh nodded sadly.
'Yeah, when I was four. Dad said that mum dwelled too much on the past. I didn't know what it meant then, but she missed you so much. She still does. We live in Mum's old flat, while Rhys lives in the house. He's a bastard.' Jack jumped up with new energy.
'Would you mind if I came home with you? I would like to see your mother. It's been a long time.' TJ clapped her hands and nodded.
'You better believe it Captain. But I'd beware; she'll either cry and hug you or slap you. Possibly both. Just promise you're not going to try and get with her.' Jack gave a booming laugh.
'I'll take my chances with meeting her. And with the 'hooking up with her', no promises. If she's told you anything about me it's my charming personality.'
'Touche, Captain, Touche. Now, let's go see Mum. Then I have a lot of question if she doesn't ask them first. After all, I am a child of Torchwood. We're naturally inquisitive.'
Well, then my first chapter. I know I have Gwen and Rhys divorced, but it doesn't mean I'll have Jack and Gwen get togther…..yet. I do have a slight plan of how I want the story to go. This chapter is just short of 1,000 words. I promise they will get longer. So press that button below that says review!