Doctor Who is owned by the BBC, I do not claim to own them. Just playing with them and will return them unharmed.
Warehouse 13 is property of SYFY, Again, I do not claim to own, just playing, no money is made, no harm is intended.
Torchwood: FX and BBC? Again, Don't own, just playing. Mostly just stealing Jack.
Continuity:
Doctor who, This occurs between dropping Amy and Rory off And TWORS. This is the "Two hundered year gap" or at least part of it.
Warehouse 13: This was written before I had seen the current season, and I used everyone's favorite bad guy.
Torchwood: Umm, not really putting this anywhere in TW, perhaps even before season one. I am figuring this is during the time he was working for London, which is why he does not want to show up. He realizes that he would be in two places at once. Don't shoot me if at first he is not acting like himself. He's been retconned by one of the agents everyone loves to hate.
The Warehouse gets a message in a bottle. Who are the three players? What happened to Agent Trainer? And what is this threat that has her so afraid she will not speak of them?
Two, I can feel it, time is almost up. The watch no longer works, and things are coming to an end. They will be here soon, the madman, the Caretaker. Everything has been taken away from me. The void-man, the Madman, scares them. They do not know if they can touch him, and they are afraid to try. He has touched the void, he has lived too many lifetimes, the potential energy is wrong. He is wrong. But the bronze man, the man with no breath, he brought something far worse into the warehouse, something that waits in the darkness. Something that does nothing but kill.
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Myka walked around the Band B. Everyone was scared, she hadn't seen or felt this much fear since HG tried to end the world. But somehow these angels, these living statues were far more frightening than anything else. She had been keeping an eye on the statue she could see out the window. A statue she knew had to be one of those angels, it turned her insides all wrong, and she knew there were no statues here. Beside her, HG stood.
So you are telling me that these things move when you don't see them?
Myka nodded. "Watch."
Myka blinked. The statue had moved about twenty yards closer to the place. "We don't know if you count or not. But we figured it was worth a try."
Pete still stood near the table, pouring over the books the caretaker had brought. He was looking for any way to defeat them.
"How's she-it doing?" Pete asked.
"A little closer now."
"There's another one." It was HG that told them about the one advancing from the other direction. She looked at it. It stopped. HG it seemed, counted as a person.
"Anything pete?"
He flipped a page. "What's the date?"
"April 22 why?"
"Something is supposed to happen today. Something they say will change everything." Pete flipped back a couple pages. "But it doesn't say what. All it says is that everything has to be ready today, History and future will collide, the clocks will stop and they must be trapped on the wrong side"
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Tick tock goes the clock
The Angels on attack,
Tick tock goes the clock
And everything went black
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Claudia ducked into a building. She hated this. Normally she was all up for any of this strange stuff. But these statues, these living statues were becoming a real pain. She had already left two people staring at Angels on her way back to the Warehouse. Two more Angles were piles of rubble, and she had run across the scary, cute guy with the guy he called the caretaker, she ran past and then turned back. What she saw looked more like a man going to an execution than a fight. The strange man in the grey coat yelled at her to go, and two steps away she heard the shot. And the sound like stone being moved.
She hesitated, going back. The sight that met her eyes surprised her. Jack lay on his back, eyes open staring up at the statue, but there was a neat hole in his head. He gasped and she knew that the statue would attack the moment he blinked, so she swung the single-jack. It took a chunk out of the wing, causing the Angel to turn toward her. She stared it down.
A moment later, a figure crashed into her, breaking her eye contact with the angel. She rolled to a stop to find the Coated man on top of her, normally not a position she would complain about, but she was worried because she could not see the Angel. It remained frozen where it was. It had caught its own reflection in a mirrored window.
She rubbed her eyes, they were scratchy like sand.
She saw the cute guy in the grey coat tense as she heard herself say
"Ten you"
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Jack had led the caretaker out near the library. He really wasn't looking forward to this. He hated choices like this. But he made one mistake, he had given the boy the dignity of being unbound and unblindfolded, which was probably two mistakes in retrospect. He saw the caretaker reach for him. He knew it was too early, it was way too early, things were not in place yet. Claudia and Myka were not ready. So he did the only thing he could to buy some time. He shot himself. He knew that they could not zap him if he was dead. And he recovered quickly.
He gasped, and tried to remember not to blink. Beside him he heard the crack of stone on metal and turned his head. Claudia swung at the angel chipping a wing. But a moment later, he saw her freeze as she realized she was in line of sight. Behind her was a mirrored window and so he dove, knocking her down and barely missing impacting the hammer on the way down.
He rolled to a stop, looking down at claudia with a smile. But her eyes were unfocussed and he heard her say "Ten you."
He cursed roundly, she had been looking into its eyes. He pried the hammer out of her hand and swung it at the Angel as hard as he could. Claudia Flinched as he drew back and hit it again. Cracks had started to show by the second hit, and the third hit spun the pieces out in a shower of stone. He pushed the hammer back into her hand and pulled her to her feet before she could protest. "We have to get back to the warehouse with those parts.