April 8th 2007 (happy easter!)
Sorry for the cliff-hanger! But I saw him! I actually saw Captain Jack Harkness in the flesh! And he was with Owen and Suzie too.
It's strange – I didn't know what to expect when I finally got the chance to see them. Would they look exactly the same as they did on TV, or slightly different real life versions?
I was happy to discover they are identical to their portrayal on TV; Captain Jack is just as gorgeous as ever! He was in his greatcoat, which made him look ever so dashing and heroic as it swished behind him!
So anyway, I was sipping on my Pepsi and scribbling away in this book, when out of nowhere 3 figures appeared, seemingly out of thin air, on the paving stones in front of me! However, I knew better! It took me a moment to realise, this was it! The moment I had been waiting for – Torchwood had appeared. Well some of them. I wonder what it would take for the perception filter to stop working? I mean, I know it's there so I thought I'd see the lift, but I only saw them step off the stone.
I got up quickly and tried to follow them. I saw the three of them go, on foot, past the water fountain and through some smaller back streets – they looked determined and I couldn't help but wonder what was happening!
Weaving through the thin crowd that often assembles round the bay at this time, I managed to make up some distance towards the team. By the time I was only a few meters away I could just make out jack touching his earpiece – was he talking to Tosh in the hub? That's my best guess! The team purposefully began to jog through the streets and I struggled to keep up with their pace – it's clear that they do this a lot!
Seamlessly and wordlessly they ducked and dodged any obstacles in their way; bins, boxes and other debris. Before I knew what was happening I lost the trio behind a grim, grey wall shielding a dingy alleyway. I crept closer.
Even though it was mid-springtime and only 7pm, it was already beginning to get dark. And it was cold. I felt shivers down my spine. I realised with the dashing Captain Jack only meters from me (seriously!) that I should feel pretty safe... but he had no idea I was there, he couldn't protect me – I just had to keep my head down. That was my plan anyway – sit back and watch, get a better idea of what I'm getting myself into!
Slowly, as I rounded I corner they came back into my sight – only now there was a fourth figure in the mix; unmistakably a weevil. I couldn't believe my luck! The first creature I came across was a weevil! You don't get much more torchwood than that!
As Jack faced the creature head on, Owen moved in close to its left. Suzie was blocking the exit path of the alley way – little did she know she was only 3 feet away from me. I was hiding behind an old bin – the smell was foul but from my position I could clearly see all of what was going on! And I could make out what the Captain was saying as he edged forwards:
"Okay girl, just take it easy!" Oh jack, that accent! I couldn't believe it was really him speaking in front of me... I almost fainted there and then. I would have, if it wasn't for fear of being eaten by a weevil. His voice was so smooth and confident – he knew this mission was simple and routine.
"Owen, Now!" Jack commanded.
The medic instantly and precisely moved to the weevil's side, he was armed with an aerosol can which looked like deodorant... not the sci-fi style of bottle I was expecting! Aiming for it's face, Owen raised the bottle, but before he could press the nozzle, disabling the alien, the weevil pounced forward, knocking Jack off his balance as she moved to swipe for Owen.
I screamed. At the sight of the blood trickling down the arm of Owen, I screamed. He had lifted his arm to project his face but still looked in a bad way! I heard him swear loudly, but not loudly enough to mask my audible shriek!
It was then everything went still as I had four pairs of eyes staring at me... My blood ran cold and I heard my heart beat in my head.
The beast snarled at me, scaring my senseless. And despite my better judgment I ran.
I ran as fast as I could. In fact, I ran faster than I could and tripped over.
The spectacle I made of myself was just the distraction the weevil needed to flee from Torchwood. And it did so, almost running over me as it went.
Once the relief subsided slightly I remembered that I was still in the presence of Jack, Owen and Suzie.
Slowly I turned to face them, cautious of my ankle which I landed on – but it was okay.
I stood up clumsily, feeling sheepish – I knew I just ruined the mission for them. In hindsight, I knew it was foolish to run. But I've now realised watching the action from the safety of your living room is totally different to being there in the flesh. I totally lost my cool.
My mouth gaped open, like a fish – I wanted to say something, but I had no idea what. I was meeting one of my favourite actors/characters of all time... I was tongue tied.
"You okay?" Owen asked. I just nodded. "She's probably in shock," he told jack.
I'll say! I just had the surprise of my life. "I'm fine" I managed to speak out, but Owen didn't look convinced.
"Get home, have a cup of tea with sugar and stay in for the night," he instructed.
"Can we go now?" he asked jack.
Jack looked at me for a moment. I wondered if he could see through my disguise. Did he notice something weird about me? He didn't say anything. Just strutted off in the way that he does. Owen and Suzie followed behind, leaving me in an alleyway all on my own.
I don't know what I expected to happen...
For jack to say "hey there Red, you screwed up our mission, wanna join torchwood?"
Or more likely "here, have some water" which really contained retcon.
Anything except this really. I was just left alone in a weevil infested ally way.
Even though I felt a bit put out, I knew I was onto something. Torchwood was real, and I had seen it with my own two eyes.
Feeling cold and alone, I decided to take Owen's advice. I made my way home, and put the kettle on.
"Where have you been?" My mam yelled as I got back at gone nine. Not exactly late, but it was a school night. After spouting some rubbish about being at a friend's I went to bed and straight to sleep.
Currently I'm writing this in a Citizenship lesson... but the bell's about to go, so I'm off!
April 14th 2007
I've only been back to the bay twice since the weevil incident. It made me realise I had no real plan of action as to what to do when I did find the Torchwood team.
The first time was just to go bowling in the Red Dragon Centre, and the second time was quite random. I went for a walk and ended up there. Fate? Haha
There are quite a few ideas running through my head at the moment.
1) Go to a bar, make myself f look good and hope to bump into Owen. For some reason I feel he would be the most loose-lipped of the team and could give me some inside knowledge!
2) I could hope to bump into Captain Jack again, I have a feeling that would be possible. Of course I'd make myself look different. Then I could tell him who I am, what I know and hope he understands
3) If I'm too chicken to speak... I could try the above but write Jack a letter?
4) I could go alien hunting myself. Then if Jack saw how awesome I was at it he might trust me, then I could tell him.
5) Or, you know, I could not tell him. Get to know him some other way and then just be awesome, knowing what's going to happen I'll always be prepared! Would that be too sneaky though?
I don't know... I'd have to think about it all!
April 19th 2007
Because my school is cool, we got a long weekend for Easter, and the Easter holiday now. Fortunately for me, that gives me just over two whole weeks to put whatever plan I come up with into action!
Then again, that would require me to actually think of a good plan.
Currently nothing exciting has happened. Harold Saxon is slowly becoming more well known though. Which is a fact that I find very alarming – it's almost a countdown to impending doom or something! I'm sure Jack and the 10th Doctor could easily sort it themselves, but if I had the chance to help and to save even just one person... well then I'd feel like this wish was granted for a reason.
A part of me just feels so guilty! I could have wished for the end of world hunger, a cure to cancer, unlimited resources... but instead I have my favourite TV show come true (which only I can benefit from) and the ability to shape shift (another selfish wish)
It's not like I knew that they would happen... I didn't even wish them, I just said them as a figure of speech! But still, if I could save someone's life, help torchwood protect the earth... do anything good, then I'd feel so much better.
But yeah, first I need to come up with my next plan of action!
Woo, chapter 4 done! Slowly but surely...
Now I need your help – if you were the person in this fic, what would you do to get into torchwood? Choose from 1-5 for me to put in the next chapter, or if you have a better idea, let me know!
Flabagash