They found themselves over in Grangetown just about the time that Rob checked in, saying he was in the area. Jack parked and told both Rob and Gwri where to meet them. He got out and Ianto followed him a moment later. Opening the back, he started pulling the stored items out while Ianto got in and started firing up the computer systems. By the time Gwri arrived, he was able to hand the tracking controls over to the younger man before stepping back out of the control centre. Jack nodded to him as Rob jogged up.

"Here, take this," Jack handed Ianto what looked to be a cross between a machine gun and a rifle. Ianto raised his eyebrow. "Here're the controls. This one will put it into automatic mode. Effective, though crude. Manual mode allows you to have more control, though it has a bit of a kick."

"What do we have?" Rob looked inside and Gwri went over the details. "Sheesh, what is this?"

"Free for all," Jack said with a clap to Rob's back. "I don't want to kill them if we don't have to, but once the blood lust starts, they're not very good at listening." He reached into the bag and pulled out some balls that looked like grenades. Ianto blinked as he started to hand out those. "Gas. Not sure if it will subdue them, but I'm willing to try anything at the moment." He also pulled out masks which he handed to each of them.

Rob efficiently stocked up, strapping a belt around his waist with ammunition. Jack handed him a similar gun to the one Ianto had. "I'll go up top and see what I can do from there," Rob said as he seated his ear com a little more firmly.

"Okay, Ianto, you're with me," Jack said, slinging another gun over his shoulder. "Kip, keep track of things and let us know what's going on if anything changes." Gwri nodded and the others moved back as the rear door closed. "Let's be careful out here."

Rob sketched a salute and slipped off into the dark, leaving Jack and Ianto by themselves. Jack silently motioned in a direction and Ianto nodded. They made their way towards the building that separated them from the fracas on the other side. The noise was deafening and they could see lights going on in the sleepy neighborhood around them. Jack swore softly and heard Gwri talking to the police department, appraising them of the situation and the need for possible crowd control. Ianto headed off to the left while Jack went right around the building. They tried to keep quiet as they walked around the debris from the fight, but the aliens were too intent on their own battle to notice the sound of the Torchwood team approaching.

Jack heard the faint sound over the com that indicated Rob was in position. He recognized the old SAS signal and he smiled as he removed a grenade from his coat pocket. He got to the corner of the building and peered around it to see what was going on.

On the other side of the building Ianto crept along, all too aware that they needed to remain silent so as not to draw attention to themselves. He found his way blocked by a wall and knew he was going to have to climb over. Looking around, he didn't see anything that would work as a boost, so he crouched down and pushed off his heels, stretching to catch hold of the crumbling break edifice in front of him. He was able to grab enough so that he could scrabble up to the top. It was about two feet thick so he was able to get a leg up on top and pull himself the rest of the way. Panting as softly as he could, he waited for his breathing to slow down.

He looked down and had to stifle a gasp. Bodies littered the ground; parts ripped off and tossed who knew where. Some of the aliens were still alive, moving feebly. A couple of hapless humans looked like they had gotten mixed up in the fight. Ianto scanned the area and saw that the battle had moved off away from the building. He also saw that there was a good sized ledge which would let him get some height above the fighting.

Moving carefully, he stood up and moved along the ledge until he was at the edge of the building. The sound was growing louder and he stood on the cornice and watched the melee below. It was a madhouse. The Graak were a small race, green in appearance and they apparently went naked into these battles. They had bright yellow crests which rose and fell, depending on their mood, as well as large shell shaped ears and a shock of black fur on the tips. Ianto watched two of them grappling below.

"Ianto," Jack's voice whispered quietly in his ear. "Are you in position?"

"Yup, up on a ledge. You?" Ianto was reaching carefully into the bag slung across his back and pulled out one of the grenades.

"Ready. Rob?" Jack asked. Ianto saw something in the dark at the other end of the building and assumed it was Jack.

"All set," Rob's low voice said.

"Ooooh, I love it when you whisper sweet nothings in my ear," Jack said with a teasing note in his voice. Ianto just shook his head.

"Sir?" Rob sounded confused and Ianto chuckled.

"Don't mind him, Rob. Until he sticks his hand someplace you don't want him to," Ianto said with a grin. Jack protested softly. "Back to business, Jack. Leave the celebrating for afterwards."

"Spoilsport," Jack said. "All right, Ianto, you and I will toss the grenades and see if they have any effect. Either way it's going to draw attention to us, so as soon as you launch them, move. We'll see if they do anything. If not, we go to the guns."

"No way to reason with them?" Ianto asked. Jack snorted in his ear.

"Not unless you're the female prize, Ianto. Do they look like they want to reason?" Jack paused. "Masks, gentlemen. Okay, on the count of three." He pulled on his mask and primed the grenade in his hand. "One."

Ianto pulled the pin on his. He made sure that the elastic band was tight enough to hold his mask on. "Two." He braced himself against the wall so he could throw.

"Three," Jack grunted and lobbed the grenade into the mass of bodies a split second before Ianto threw his. The two went off with flashes and erupted into a cloud of gas. Ianto moved back along the ledge out of view while Jack slipped back around the corner. After a few moments, Ianto peered out into the quadrangle. The smoke was dissipating and nothing seemed changed.