Xenos
By Asteria
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who.
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Prologue
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The prisoner had broken loose twice already, so the guards, Marcos and Sanford, had simply picked it up to transport it to the subbasement cells. The prisoner was stronger than it looked, thrashing and writhing in their grip, twisting to get free and shouting in its tiny, high-pitched voice.
"I haven't done anything," it cried. "Please! Let me go! I'm as Human as you are!"
That last was too much for Sanford and he shook the prisoner hard.
"Don't insult us, sneak," he growled. "You're not even worth the trouble to hold. If it was up to me your kind would just be lined up and shot down."
"Calm down, Sanford," said Marcos, trying to keep hold of the situation.
The prisoner stopped struggling and turned impenetrable dark eyes on Sanford.
"I was wrong," it said calmly. "I'm much more Human than you."
"Sneak bitch!" Sanford yelled, dropping the prisoner and reaching for his service pistol.
"Sanford!" Marcos shouted at his partner. "It's just a sneak. You really want the extra paperwork for shooting it without probable cause? Let's just drop it in the Hole and forget about it."
Sanford smiled grimly and took hold of the prisoner again.
"You may be on to something, Marcos," he conceded. "Anyway, it's sSarcha. Only a matter of time before it does something to justify a bullet to the brain."
The two guards picked up the prisoner and resumed their journey. Neither of the guards registered that the prisoner had stopped struggling, or the expression of barely contained fury on its face.