AN: So sorry for the super late update. Forgive me. I had writers block for the longest period of time I've ever had before and my sister went to France with this computer which had the notes and the start of the chapter so I'm sorry, alright? K, good. Oh and also it went up to me that I've misspelled lever all the time! I've written it as leaver and not even realized!

"Right, do we have a plan?" Ianto asked as the doctor ran around and fiddled with the controllers. "Weeeeeell, no! Not exactly. Unless you count get-in-talk-and-then-hope-for-the-best to be a plan", the doctor answered and raised his one eyebrow and sort of shrank towards the console. "Wouldn't it be good to actually have a plan if we're going to walk straight into the ship of the scary soul-eating aliens?" Owen asked "Nah! Where's the fun in that?" He answered. Everybody let out a huge sigh at the genius' stupidity.

"I can't see anything doctor", Martha whispered as they stared at an empty street corner. "Here", he said and handed her a pair of white paper 3D-glasses. Martha looked confused at him. "Oh, just put'em on", he said and Martha did as he said. Now she could indeed see something on the "empty" street corner. The ship wasn't as big as she had pictured, it had the sort of basic spaceship look probably to not wake attention. If it was huge and decorated and just overall threatening, somebody would notice. It had some orange and red patterns here and there and 24601 written in orange on one of the wings. Martha had to stop the laugh at how ironic it was. Smoke was coming out of it, but it was clearly not so damaged that it couldn't fly. So why were they staying?

"You're thinking the same as me, aren't you?" The doctor asked, "That depends. Are you also wondering why they're staying when they obviously can fly away?" Martha asked back. "Yes", the doctor answered. "I fear the worst, though", he added. Martha just looked at him, not understanding what he meant with that.

"Do we just walk on board?" Ellie whispered to the doctor, "That's the plan." He answered. "When did you get a plan?" Ellie asked "Never", the doctor said shortly and walked forwards to the ship. Ellie, Donna, Martha and the Torchwood team, followed though none liked the non-existing plan.

"Oh, a bit more roomy than I expected", Jack said as they entered. It wasn't the type of roomy like the TARDIS, but still. There were some kinds of containers that were a little over two meters in height and a meter in width. Neither of them knew what they were for, and for some reason, they didn't want to.

"What did you mean with fearing the worst?" Ellie asked the doctor as they started to look around. "Well, usually Corax ships are big enough for a whole tribe to fit in. The tribes aren't as big as the Sycorax, but you couldn't fit an entire Corax tribe in here." "So?" Ellie asked. "Well, meaning, these have gotten away from their tribe and they won't leave it for nothing. They must've broken one of the tribes laws-", "Do they even have laws?" Donna interrupted. "Yes, they do, but not very good ones. Anyways, they must be desperate. If they have gotten away from their tribe, it's because they got kicked out and if they're kicked out, the Sycorax won't sell them any slaves."

He didn't need to tell them anything else. They all knew what the Corax on this ship had planned. Ellie let her eyes meet the containers at the beginning of the hallway and suddenly realized what they were meant to contain.

They were going to take as many humans from this planet as possible.

I'm going to start working on chapter 9 at once in a try to make it up to you guys.