Chapter Six- Perspectives
Torchwood 4
Jack stormed into the hallway like a true World War Two Captain pausing as he reached the bodies. Or what was left of them on the floor. The lawyer and surgeon immediately jumped out of each other's comfort as they did no want their Captain to think they could not cope. Jones rose up into the air with a jerk and quickly scampered down the few steps to confront her Mr. Harkness. She explained a summary of what had happened to the couple that had died brutally just where the two of them were standing, but it did not explain much however Jack continued to stand there with a confused face ads Jones babbled on expertly. Sato remained perched on the steps where Jones had left her, she reminisced in the moment that passed rather than carrying on with her work and instead she stared dreamily at Jack and Jones happily together. Their conversation played in the back of her mind softly.
Suddenly Gwen raced into the main entrance where the rest of the gang were gathered, followed closely by Dr. Harper and at that moment Sato jumped up "Jack, Jack, I have something to tell you, I know what it was, what killed them!" as she said this she ran so fast into Jack that she bundled into his arms and he held her in his arms close to his chest for a moment too long that made the situation slightly awkward. However the frazzled lawyer continued to explain her own hypnosis "I found a correct match in the monster files, an alien species of larvae that eats human skin" Jack looked down at his short but beautiful team member with a startled face but he only said calmly "Show me the entry on the computer" and with that the pair of them walked out of the house to the SUV parked outside, Jack's arm hung tightly around Sato's shoulders. As the pair of them wandered off the doctors got down to discussing the new situation and Gwen stood by piecing it all together, jealous that a fellow team member had walked off so happily in Jack's warmth.
The Land Rover gave off a sonarating beep to alarm those that the SUV was unlocked, Jack opened the back door like a gentleman and the genius stepped inside and placed herself delicately on the leather seat as she turned on the computer in front of her. As it warmed up and a whirr sounded she looked up into the Jack's blue eyes as so many had done before, Jack smiled his cocked 100 watt smile in return at her own misty blue eyes and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder as she turned to attend the computer. As soon as the screen lit up she produced a page with the various monster files. Jack's gaze immediately became more alert as he recognised the description of the larvae, Sato once again looked up at him with questions but instead he just turned away and called over his shoulder "Good work!" and a raucous bark was heard from the house and Jack picked up the pace, jogging slightly as he neared the open door .
Fifi came bounding out of the door rushing at Jack's legs leaping up to lick his face, but Jack knew this excitement meant something was wrong. As he entered the house he grasped the edge of the door and swung around it violently, his eyes swivelled around after his head almost comically and he saw Gwen peering over the two skeletons around which the doctors were discussing. Jack questioned with authority "What's going on –"but before he could continue he was interrupted as Fifi came bounding back in, clambering through Jack's legs and racing up the stairs. Jack followed her pacing up the stairs three at a time and arrived at the top exhausted. The blood stains that were on the few steps at the bottom also marked the upper landing and Jack grimaced art this, meanwhile Fifi had picked up a scent and was following it hastily and Jack shadowed her as she cornered the upper floor.
After sussing it all out Jack returned down the stairs and Fifi followed behind him trudging along swiftly. As he arrived at the bottom of the staircase the rest of the team raised their heads and rose to their feet almost in a militaristic matter. Without consulting his fellow team members Jack had pieced together the strange happenings and had come to a conclusion. Meanwhile Gwen was trying to pick up what was happening and when Jack stated that they were leaving to the nearby orchards, Gwen was still trying to follow Jack's conclusion a few stapes behind. "Take the bodies with you and continue work on the post mortem." Jack commanded. He followed this by trotting out of the door with Fifi at his heal, together they marched across the barren landscape towards the SUV with an air of authority about them.
Welsh country people
The darkness swallowed the girls as they sank into the abyss, Alice led the way as she was the most curious then Katya followed with Clara trailing at the back, but that was because she was not the sort of person who broke rules. But even as it seemed unlikely the darkness was becoming blacker as they declined and the girls became more frightened. But soon enough Alice reached level with the basement and the girls filtered through a narrow stone archway, their feet shuffling in front of them blindly, and hands fumbling out in front of them clawing in the nothingness. The three girls forked off, Alice edged along the brick wall, fingers stretching out across the uneven surface. Eventually those bony fingers found a hanging cord and she struck it boldly, immediately the light burst dramatically and flickered irritatingly. As Clara and Katya's eyes adjusted to the change in light they paused for the moment, a careful glance around the basement highlighted many tall boxes of cardboard covered in dust and large hanging cobwebs between the boxes.
The girls dispersed into the large, dim room which looked quite cramped with all the debris cluttered in it. However it was a square room with deep corners and it didn't take long for the three of them to search through it thoroughly. Finding nothing interesting the girls returned up the basement stairs slowly as to not to disturb the sleeping house, creeping like mice. Once again they peered around the landing and noticed a musty drawing layered with dust which was visible in the beams of light streaming through the parted curtains. But soon their patience ran out and they filtered out of the door. Storming into daylight they crossed the barren ground and spread out like a fan.
Suddenly the sound of heavy feet crunching on gravel echoed amongst the buildings but what was strange was that as the girls stopped that could still hear the crunching sound following them and they gulped simultaneously, they weren't alone. Without moving or making a sound they looked at each other with guilty faces and agreed with tacit agreement to near the wall and edge along it cautiously. Clara decided to lead them this time and as she peered around the corner of the wall she was absorbed in the scene in front of her. She held her breathe and her eyes widened as she watched a tall man with a long coat and a casual walk, trot away from her. He turned to look over his shoulder but failed to see her staring in his direction, he was signalling to others and soon this rather good looking man Clara thought was surrounded by four other women and a Dalmatian bounding behind them. It occurred to Clara suddenly as she become removed from the scene in front as they turned away, that this was rather odd, why would someone else stumble across this derelict farm, there was nothing to see here, was there?
Soon the team of a tall man and what looked like his close companions, one of which was a short well built woman wearing a black leather jacket and matching boots staying close to the heel of her leader, they must be close concluded Clara. Followed closely by three other girls, the tallest one was the skinniest but if she stood up straighter with her shoulders back she would be reaching the height of the man in charge. The other two companions were slightly shorter and stronger looking but never the less still attractive; they trudged slower at the back. The group were strolling towards a large grey tin Land Rover and the energetic dog raced between their legs excitedly. They clambered into the SUV which looked strangely too small to fit them all comfortably, but they seemed to manage easily, even to two large plastic bags that two of the smaller assistants were hauling along, that Clara recognised as body bags from detective sci-fi shows she watched on the TV, seemed to fit in easily.
The squeal of brakes on the rough ground as the gentleman swerved the vehicle out of the grounds brutally and the smell of exhaust fumigated as Clara watched to vehicle disappear like a large creature. As the lucid SUV vanished out of sight Clara turned back to consult Alice and Katya but as she babbled on so fast all they could do was stare back at her with blank faces. Trying to interpret what Clara had downloaded into their brains Katya suddenly became very excited and started to squeal and as the excitement rose around them Alice got enraptured in it and they all started to jump around with energy and no before long they started galloping towards the wood. Branches and leaves brushed against them and the humidity set in again accompanied by the crunching of pine needles under their feet.
Alice followed the path winding around old rotting trees, jumping over outstretched roots and skipping over rocks. The girls straddled over a fallen tree and raced on faster the other side. Soon they came to a clearing and the other voices could he heard again. They ducked behind a holly bush large enough to hide the three of them behind, where they knelt down cautiously, the bush rustled slightly as Katya caught her sleeve on it making a tear. She cursed as she noticed the snag in her new jumper, Clara also tutted as she pointed it out. Meanwhile Alice was staring intently through the parting in the bush. As the girls stayed hushed they watched as the team exit from the stylish car.
First the tall slender gentleman slid out of the driver's seat and his boots crunched across the forest floor. By the way he looked and when he flicked on his earpiece, he was definitely a spy looking detective and as he took big strides his coat flapped around him and he flicked his thick brown hair out of his face, he was a soldier. Clara was in awe of him as her cheeks blushed red she continued to follow his steps. At his feet he had brown leather boots which were heavy on the floor. He had woollen trousers that matched his long greatcoat and an aqua blue shirt with all the buttons done up except the last, giving a more casual look, and his red braces clearly showing as he placed his strong hands on his hips revealing the braces. His crisp shirt accentuated his sea blue eyes which were set in his smooth face with a sharp jaw.
The second of the team was the shorter stronger woman. She was dressed fairly smartly in tight black jeans and a bright red t-shirt with a low neck and as Katya pondered about it she though its brightness reflected her personality. And to finish the costume off she wore a black leather jacket shaped similarly by her haircut. But beat of all thought Katya was her black leather boots with a slight heel that made her totter around after her Captain awkwardly on the even floor. Clara noticed that although the solider was surrounded by four women the one dressed in the black jeans was different to the other three; it looked like she had more of a connection to the Captain than the others.
What was clearly different to Alice was that the other three girls carried a more nervous look and tread more cautiously around the clearing than the bolder looking woman and the solider. Alice eyed them all curiously, there was one girl who was shadowing the gentleman and skittering at his heel. She was looking down at her feet with her shoulders slumped over and an unhappy glare in her face. Her golden hair hung around her shoulders with highlights of lighter blond and red ginger striking through. She had her own unique style but was not too proud to show it, she was dressed in dark trousers worn down with tears and scuffed up bottoms, but stylish all the same. In the dust her grey ankle boots shuffled around and coughed up clouds of chalky air. She glanced down at her bulky watch and followed by rolling back her shirt sleeves. She wore a waistcoat which was a matching murky colour to her trousers, it had a silver chain hanging from it and although she looked very glammed up for this kind of work it was clear she was comfortable in it. And then she looked up with misty blue eyes with a stare like a wolf, but she said nothing as she noticed the three girls ducked behind the bush staring back into her eyes.
The third woman from the car looked like a very intelligent girl; she had some form of electronic device in her hand and kept glancing between it and the floor. Her hair was sandy coloured with a greyish tinge that made it the most interesting hair Clara had ever seen. She was more tanned than the others and obviously did not approve of the changing Welsh weather as she stepped gingerly in her towering high heels over the muddy puddles. She had a tight pencil skirt on, highlighting her womanly shaped hips and a crisp clean white shirt with cufflinks glinting in the light. Her smile was infectious as the corners of her mouth rose and she looked at the tall man in his WW2 coat the smile spread to him and completed a circuit. It was clear from the glint in her eyes that she totally admired her Captain and wanted to do anything to please him.
The final woman to complete the team was dressed in a lab coat smurred with dirt and blood and the lapels dressed in badges. She had her dark hair pulled back into a low ponytail; her face was concentrated on a device she had ferreted out of her deep pockets. The device sounded as it seemed to scan the surroundings and the doctor turned the knobs on the side. Her jeans and turquoise converse were caked in dirt and grime but her matching turquoise t-shirt which was spotless. But coming up behind her galloping wildly was the Dalmatian. It s spots became a blur as it sped past her jumping up to the man. However as the dog was not given the attention it wanted it was distracted to the hushed whispering behind the holly bush. Soon its hackles raised and ears erect its attention turned to the girls. In an alert dog kind of way it trotted towards the bush sniffing eagerly on its way.
The girls huddled tighter as they noticed the dog approaching, their breathing became shallower and quieter. The dog was so close you could hear its own breathing and its dainty paws clawing the soil around the bush. Then its husky bark deafened the ears of Clara, Katya and Alice, however it took much more than a dozen barks to alert the Captain the dog had found something. The girls decided it was best to escape from the shadows before they were revealed. Remaining impossibly silent they crawled out the back of the bush but little did they realise that the woman with dark hair and the leather jacket had already come running in their direction hoping to discover something useful in her mission. She called over to them in a strong welsh accent "Hey!" and the girls immediately rose to their feet and replied surprisingly calmly "Uh, we were just on a walk." They said this looking down at their feet and it was now that Clara realised she had lost the walk book. The women grinned at their matching welsh accents and miserable lie. Meanwhile an American voice further back enquired "Where are you from?" "We're from around here-"answered Katya confidently and continued "-and who are you?" The team of five replied simultaneously "We're Torchwood!"