An: thnx for reviewing. I will try to get better at writing. Ive had a better time this time the idea came to me when I was reading a particularly boring piece of text at college.
Disclaimer: I still have not got control of Russell T Davis and negotiations have broken down again. Oh well
Rach…this is for you!
Jack gasped for air, every cell in his body was screaming at him. His eyes flicked open and scanned the area.
The scene was bleak, papers on the floor and tables turned. On Tosh's desk was a note. Jack pulled it up and read the words…
The Harvest will be completed.
"…Ianto?"
He struggled to his feet and checked the CCTV on Tosh's computer. He saw the intruders enter the Hub and shoot him. As he fell to the ground he saw Ianto attempt to run over to the lifeless Jack, but the intruders restrained him. Since Ianto had lost weight he didn't put up much of a fight. Jack turned away sharply, as Ianto was knocked unconscious and dragged away. Jack turned back to see one of the people look up at the CCTV and smiled with a wild grin.
Jack recognised the smile as the leader of the cannibals. With a swirl of his trench coat he ran out of the Hub and began to call the team back. With respective cries of shock (and Owen swearing) the team gathered outside the information centre. Jack stared at the building, cursing the time it took him to get up.
"Tosh, can you track him?" Asked Jack, distracted by Ianto's coffee mug sitting on the desk in the information centre's window.
"Doing it now." She said absentmindedly tapping at her PDA.
"Are you telling me we have tracking devices on us?" Enquired Gwen, her hands on her hips.
"Do you remember that physical I gave you the day you started?" Owen drawled.
"Yeah…why?"
"Well when I said I was checking your blood, you know for anything that might affect you later… I actually fitted you with a tracker."
Gwen's jaw dropped.
"WHAT! You mean to tell me that you know where I am whenever you feel like it!" I saw you extract blood, how did you get it in me!" All the time that Gwen was shouting at Owen she rubbed her arm where the needle had pierced her.
"Well that is very interesting really!" Said Owen, his trademark smug grin creeped over his lips.
"When the needle went in I pressed the tracker in to your skin, then went deeper for the vein to get the blood. Simple."
Gwen rubbed her arm more. "Could have told me." Owen shrugged and looked over to Tosh and Jack.
Jack was silent (for once) and Tosh was tapping the PDA with ferocity.
"Got him. He's 10 miles from here in an old RAF hanger."
"Life signs?" Asked Jack, his voice shook.
"…Minimal." Whispered Tosh.
"The device can detect your vital signs. So we can prioritise when in a dangerous situation." Mumbled Jack. He whipped round suddenly and headed to the SUV. The others followed suit.
Ianto felt cold. Very cold indeed. He didn't want to wake up, not now, not ever. Jack was dead and the cannibals had taken him to be tortured again.
He opened an eye and saw that the room he was in was like an office. The table had been pushed to the side of the room, he was sat in the swivel chair, his arms were bound together and there was a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth.
His eyes focused more and he saw a young woman sat on the table. She was deathly thin and pale, like a ghost. Ianto started and tried to move with all his might.
She smiled wickedly and walked over to the struggling Welshman. He stopped when her face softened at his side.
"We are being watched by CCTV. I will help you as much as I can but the others are watching me. They don't know I want to help you. This is wrong all wrong." Her voice was soft and youthful, she whispered and cast a glance up to the camera in the corner of the room.
"The device in your arm. Is it a tracker?"
Ianto nodded slowly. The woman cast a glance up to the camera again. The red light had gone. The woman sighed in relief and pulled the gag from Ianto's mouth.
Ianto coughed and tried to speak, but his voice was too weak to speak. She then went round and undid the binds on his wrists. His arms dropped, they ached terribly. Ianto attempted to get up but a pain in his leg stopped him. He looked down to the affected limb and groaned. There was a gash along the shin.
The woman pulled his arm round her shoulders and hauled him to his feet. Even though she was rather thin, she could support Ianto very easily.
"Who are you?" Ianto rasped.
"Eleanor. But call me Ella." She turned to Ianto and smiled. Something in her smile made Ianto's spirits lift. He put an arm round her waist to steady himself, he noticed a gun at her waist.
"What's your name then handsome." Asked Ella, she had walked to the door and opened it. She turned and checked for anyone coming.
"Ianto. Ianto Jones." Replied Ianto, trying to stay polite as usual.
"Hello Ianto. Nice day isn't it?" Said Ella sarcastically. Ianto chuckled, but regretted it when his ribs cried out in pain.
"How fast can your friends get here?"
"If Owen is driving…minutes." Replied Ianto rubbing his ribs tenderly.
"Good. We're gonna need help to get out of here."
Ella lead Ianto down the corridor, at intervals she checked for anyone coming. Ianto was struggling to keep up. His head hurt as did his leg and ribs, but the thought of getting out of that horrible place kept him going.
Suddenly alarms cried out and the corridor was then plunged into darkness. The red lights blared on and off, giving the corridor an eerie glow.
"We have to get out of here now! They can't catch us again." Cried Ella. Her pace quickened. Out of the shadows one of the cannibals hit her over the head. She slumped to the floor, Ianto turned in time to see that familiar grin and then the world went dark.
The Torchwood team clutched onto any available surface as Jack hurtled down roads to Tosh's instructions.
"Next left and we should be there." Mumbled Tosh as she recovered from Jack's last turn.
Jack pulled up at the side of the hanger and opened the boot of the SUV. They all piled out and gathered round the back of the SUV. Jack handed out various weapons. He had his vintage barrel gun, along with a more threatening weapon that he filled with large cylinders.
"Jack, you know that the tests on that thing show that it is very dangerous." Pointed out Owen slowly, he was wary of Jack's wild actions.
Jack ignored him and finished loading the weapon.
"We go in and find Ianto, no prisoners…no mercy. If you find Ianto get him out as fast as you can. If he's…shoot what you can."
Jack turned and briskly walked to the front of the hanger. Tosh, Owen and Gwen turned to each other and exchanged the same worried look.
"God help anyone who he sees in there." Sighed Owen and they all trotted after Jack.
R&R plz Sorry about how late it is.