Story: Alpha Trinis

Chapter Two: Scout

Word Count: 2,937

Alpha Trinis:

The Doctor walks forward into the fire and it spreads out around him, leaving a little bubble for him to walk in. He turns to Rory and Amy who hang back, unsure of what to do.

"Come on. It's perfectly harmless; just don't get too close to the edge of your bubble. It's like getting to close to a 40 watt light bulb," he says gesturing for them to follow. They do and the three walk until they reach a compound of sorts. The Doctor stops and turns to the other two, "Trinis Lambda. Capitol city of Alpha Trinis," He turns back to the Adobe like structures, "The most peaceful race lives here, you'll love them."

"Doctor!" Amy shrieks from behind him. He whorls around to see Amy and Rory being held at gunpoint by several red creatures. The aliens have scarlet skin and wear loose clothing, much like a desert dweller would. Long tails hang from under the hem of their tunics. The Doctor raises his arms slowly, "Now we can settle this peacefully. My friends and I, we mean no harm."

One of the creatures, presumably the captain, "The Doctor and his blue box have shamed my race for many years. He abandoned us long ago," Speaks the leader in a halting way as though he has never used the words before.

The Doctor raises an eyebrow and places a pair of black glasses on the bridge of his nose. He squints at the creature, "Now that's fascinating, the Trininites I knew had no voices they couldn't even form basic words. Where did you get that voice from?"

"We took them, Doctor," the creature says in the same way as before.

"What do you mean you…Oh no not the sweet Trininites?" the Doctor says taking a step closer his mouth slightly open.

"It's been a very long time since you were last here, Doctor."

"But why would you do something like that?" asks the Doctor.

"The humans, they steal our most precious resource. They come from all around and steal our fuel. They are ignorant to our race," speaks the Trininite angrily, "But we will get our revenge."

"What year are we in?"

"We Trininites do not keep store of our years," speaks the alien, "We would expect nothing less from the Doctor, always forgetting where he is in time." The red man speaks tauntingly.

A few more red beings arrive and grab hold of the Doctors arms. The little group is marched into the city and the three of them are thrown into a holding cell.

The Doctor slams against the cell bars, "What do you mean you'll get revenge!" The Trinities leave without another word. He sits down on the floor beside Amy.

"I thought you said they were friendly?" asks Amy sarcastically.

The Doctor thinks for a while, "It's been a while since I've been here."

Rory leans his head against the bars, "Great."

Downtown Cardiff: 1530 hours:

It's raining by the time we get to the car park and it soaks down through our clothes. I am hunting for an alien that I have no idea what it looks like, and on top of it all I could really use some coffee. But hey, huntin' them aliens is tough business. Jack looks over at me and hands me something. I look down and I realize that he handed me a gun. I look up at him, "But I…I don't know how to, well, use it."

He nods, "Okay. Basics: this is the barrel," he points to the top, "always keep it either at the sky or the floor unless you're firing. Pretty much just point and shoot. Always keep both eyes open. Okay?" he says. I nod. "Good. Ianto go 'round the back, Anita and I'll take the front."

Ianto nods and heads off towards the back side of the building. Jack walks forward into the first level. And I follow trying just to remember not to point the gun at everything that moves or makes a noise. My arms are tightening and I can feel the insides of my elbows hurting from the new weight in my hands. There is no sound in the garage except the occasional beep of a car lock as people arrive back from lunch hour.

We walk in silence until we reach the third floor, when Jack reaches with his right hand and gestures for me to be quiet. I follow his gaze and see the creature standing by the door to the stairs. Little did it know that Ianto was probably making his way up now.

"What do we do?" I whisper to Jack.

He points to a pillar beside the Weevil and pointed to me.

"You want me to go over there?" I ask.

He shushes me and nods. I make my way over as quietly as possible. I'm thinking this creature is really stupid when it turns and notices my shoe flipping behind the pillar. I watch as it comes closer in the window of a car nearby. I close my eyes waiting for it to attack me.

"Hey ugly!" I hear Jack shout followed by a loud thud. I spin around in time to see the creature swing its arm at Jack. His gun flies out of his hand and the Weevil pauses slightly to watch it slide across the pavement. Jack takes advantage of its distraction and kicks its knee out. It roars and knocks him on the ground. It jumps down on top of him and I can see Jack's hands fighting it back.

I don't trust myself enough to shoot it for fear of hitting Jack so I just shout 'Jack' loudly. The Weevil looks at me and for a second I think it's going to come at me, but it decides Jack is easier food. I have no clue how to deal with what is happening so I shout 'Jack' again in case anyone might hear.

I jump about six feet in the air as the door to the stairs bangs open and Ianto runs in gun pointed at the Weevil. For a second I think he's seriously going to shoot it, but he aims a hard kick at its side instead. It rolls over the pavement for a bit, before it stands again. I'm just watching like a fool when Ianto looks at me and tosses a syringe my direction. I assume it's not for me so I sneak as best I can around behind the animal. I shove the needle down into its neck and watch as it falls to the ground.

"Is it dead?" I ask looking up at the other two.

Ianto shakes his head and reaches down to Jack. Jack takes his hand and stands, "Just like old times." He smiles at Ianto. I assume it's some kind of private joke so I just ignore it.

"What now?" I look down at the unconscious Weevil.

"We take him home," Jack says, "Come on let's tie him up and get him in the car." We do and we ditch the creature in the sewer when we get the chance.

Torchwood Hub: 1700 hours:

"You in or out?" Jack asks once we get back.

"I'm in, but you're going to have to teach me a bit more before I do anymore alien hunting. You could have died out there tonight if Ianto hadn't shown up," I say

Jack laughs, "My ever handsome hero. Just be careful, Torchwood doesn't technically exist anymore. The government thinks we were all destroyed during the 456 incident. Don't go throwing the name around."

"What is this 456 thing you keep talking about?"

"When the children of the Earth were being taken. There were aliens behind that, as well as just about every major horrible thing that happens in this world," Ianto puts in.

I nod remembering that I was glad I didn't know any kids then.

Cardiff: 2000 hours:

I am walking home from the hub. My brain is working at eighty seven miles per hour as I stop for a coffee. I shouldn't drink coffee at eight o'clock at night but I need to be awake tonight. First off I need to quit my regular job because I am definitely staying with Torchwood, then I'm looking up Jack on the net. I probably won't find anything but I want to check. He's a weird one I'll give you that. I pay for the coffee and leave the shop right away. The streets and sidewalks are wet from the rain earlier today and the cars driving by make that sticking sound tires on wet pavement make.

I get back to my apartment and unlock the main door. I climb the stairs and unlock my door. I ditch my bag and pick up the mail. I finish the last of my coffee and walk to my table where my laptop sits. That's when I notice something is wrong. I start to get that watched feeling and I turn around slowly. I almost scream when I see the creature. I grab my gun and point it towards the humanoid thing in the corner. One day and I'm already being stalked by aliens. I don't even know if I've accept they exist yet. I walk slowly toward the thing and it shrinks back slightly. I ditch the gun and bend down like I'm coaxing a stray cat out. Its skin is a deep blue and its eyes are a delicate baby blue that reminds me of fine china. Tapered, gazelle like horns arch out from its brow as well as many other small ivory spikes that line the forearms and the back of each hand. It was really quite beautiful despite the fact that it was alien.

"It's alright," I say, "I won't hurt you. I promise."

It looks up at me but seems not to understand.

"Can't you hear me?" I ask slowly.

It moves its hand across its palm, but I have no idea what it means. I stare at for a while and it repeats the action. I shake my head. It does it again. I suddenly remember the same action being done in a movie or TV show I've seen. I stand and find paper and a pencil. I reach down and write 'Is this what you want?' It reads slowly but then nods.

I watch as it writes slowly the words 'don't tell anyone about me.'

I nod and write 'I won't. Who are you?

'I came from the star Alpha Trinis about a week ago. I am a scout for my race, sent here to watch and collect information.'

I stare in disbelief. 'You mean near the star? Because nothing can live on a star. If there's one thing I've learned from science class it's that.

'There are many things you humans do not know or understand.'

That hurt a bit. It was true but I still had pride for my race.

'Okay, okay you came from a star. But didn't people notice you?'

'You humans do many strange things it is easy not to be noticed.'

'Yeah, we do weird things but we aren't blue. How'd you get around that?'

'We used the technology of the ancient Time Lords. Their ships were designed to blend in wherever they went. We stole that from them many thousands of years ago.'

'Okay...But then why can I see you now.'
 'They have a limited life-span on them. It was set to die in three months. It happened today."

'Well what were you suppose to do after it died?'

'A rescue ship was to come but it never did.'

'Why'd you pick my apartment?' I write.

'I found that you knew or understood more than most.'

'But I just found out that aliens existed today.' I write, a bit confusedly.

'You were given proof of our existence today but you always believed in something bigger than you. Am I right?'

'I suppose you are. I mean as a child I always liked to think there was something else out there in space.'

It nods slowly. 'You always understood more than the average human being.'

'But I'm not really that special.'

'The human race is simple and afraid, you aren't. To our race you are exceptional. You have risen above the expectations of your race and you don't even realize it.'
 'Oh, thank you. Do you like tea?' I ask awkwardly. It nods and I extend a hand. It stands and I realize that it has a long blue tail. I shrug mentally.

We sit and have tea and biscuits for a long time, just talking. Well you know writing and reading.

I don't sleep that night; instead I sit on the computer and do research. Lots and lots of research. I drink coffee and spend the early hours of the morning doing completely illegal things. I love these things. Torchwood is so very attractive to me for that reason, I think. I plug my phone into my laptop and download the pictures off of the memory disk. It takes me almost all morning printing, and sticking, and shredding, and starting over. I just finish laminating the last one when I hear my alarm clock go off. I get up and make my way to my room where I change and turn off the beeping. I grab a post-it note pad and scribble labels for everything and stick them all over the room. Then I write a quick 'food in the fridge. Don't leave the house. And don't play the music to loud, the neighbors will get mad. See you tonight for dinner.' It took a few more post-its than I originally thought but I kept adding notes to it.

The only jogging I do today is down to the harbor which admittedly is about a mile and a half, so I reckon I got my exercise for the day. I bound down the metal stairs, through the little hatch doorway and sit myself down at the empty desk on the far right. I spin for a bit before Jack and Ianto come through the hatch. Each of them is soaking wet, their hair plastered to their faces.

"Is it raining out?" I ask curiously not realizing that it had been as long as it had. I glance at the clock and notice it had been almost an hour since I got here. Wow, I didn't realize that I was that easily amused.

"Yeah it is," Ianto grumbles. "It has been since the sun came up," he pauses slightly and continues, "or at least the sky got a shade brighter."

"No it hasn't. I ran here this morning and there was no rain," I say with a slight scoff.

"Check again Anita, because it's raining," says Jack. I shoot him a glare before asking a quick, "So what happens today?"

He stares for a bit before leaning on his desk and flicking through a thin file of papers. He sits down and turns around to face me. "Personnel File," he explains holding it up.

"Yeah so…?" I ask shrugging.

"It's yours," he says, "except there's one problem. There's nothing in it."

"Well, I did just start didn't I?"

"Yes you did, but there is no history for any Anita Becker on record anywhere, past your adventures here in Cardiff," Jack lays the file down on the edge of his desk and levels me with a stare, one eyebrow slightly raised. I study his face patiently. He's a very attractive man really. Grey eyes and perfect face. The way he sits is nice too. That sounds dumb, but it's true, I swear.

"Am I to assume you're angry with me?" I ask shortly, "It's not exactly my problem that you can't find anything on me."

"I just want so answers out of you," he nods, "It's time you start trusting someone."

I look at the floor for a second and look back up at him, to see Ianto leaving the room, "I see you know nothing about me," I pause for a bit and look at him, "I can also see that it is driving you crazy. So I'll fill you in just a bit, I don't trust people who don't trust me."

Jack's eyes narrowed at my comments, "At Torchwood we need complete honesty…"

"Please don't finish that statement," I hold up a hand, "I am very good at reading people and I can tell Ianto doesn't know half of your life, if even that."

Jack glares again, "Some secrets are better kept. For the sake of the universe."

"Oh, well, if it's for the universe," I say with heavy sarcasm, "What worth would my secrets have if I told them all to you?" I smile and get up. I walk out and brush by his outstretched arm.

I get outside and realize that, yeah, it is raining. I stare out at the bay again. I do a lot of that these days. The rain splashes down making the water pockmarked and very gray, as it reflects the sky. I love this kind of weather; it almost cheers me up in a strange, Emily Dickenson way. I suppose I should not get fired on my first day of work but I decide to stay outside. If Jack wants me to work here then e will have to prove it. While I want to work at Torchwood, I can also be a stubborn little shit. I think I'll wait, for I know no one with my level of patience.

A/N- Okay so there is one thing about the Doctor that if you don't notice in this story you should die and/or have the officials reclaim your Official Doctor Who Fan badge, because you suck. So yeah now that that's out of the way. I am attempting to make the Trininites like really flippin' cool, there will obviously be more about them as the story progresses seeing as the Doctor is involved in this story. So have patience, because I suck majorly at plot development, I much rather love to write people and character development. So yeah, message to all my rabid fans. Haha. -_-.