Soli Deo gloria
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Doctor Who.
"So, Torchwood?" Mickey asked as he typed, looking to Martha.
She had her head propped on her fist. She nodded quickly and said, "Yeah. What do you suppose that means, anyway? 'Torchwood?' Maybe it's something to do with fires or what."
"Who knows," said Mickey as he started to try to break down the password.
Martha watched him for a minute before she asked curiously, "When did you get into computer stuff? You know, all the breaking into websites and all that?"
"You mean when I became the computer geek? The Doctor and Rose asked me to look up stuff for them at a moment's notice when they were out on a job, and they eventually got me this job. It's all right," Mickey answered. "I mean, I enjoy doing it."
"You good at it?" asked Martha..
Mickey smiled and turning the computer slightly, he said, "Does that answer that for you?"
"Oh my . . ." Martha said, looking astounded as Mickey moved over a bit to join her. The site, covered in buttons for forums and logins and such was dark colored and looked rather significant and top-secret.
"Brilliant," Mickey said. He quickly started typing as he said, "This is an alien website, or something like that."
"Looks pretty professional for a bunch of nerds running it," said Martha.
"They have no lives. This is what they do all day," Mickey said flippantly.
"So is any of this real, then?" Martha asked.
"If it wasn't real, why would they have it protected?" asked Mickey with a laugh. He searched and said, "Exploding skin."
"They actually have an article for that? That's unreal!" Martha said in surprise.
The article (Mickey clicked on it) showed a picture of a sci-fi-ish gun, almost like a blaster. Below it was a description of the weapon, describing what it did and which aliens carried it.
Martha's eyes widened when she read that it killed by exploding the skin with a large blast. "That's—that's how Harvey Decker died!"
"Yeah," Mickey said quietly.
"This is real, then!" Martha said. She covered her mouth and said incredulously, "Oh my gosh, he was killed by an alien!"
"Which one?" Mickey asked, looking alarmed. "Which alien?!"
"I don't know, check," Martha said, looking frantically at the list. "Look, the Gigglybish, click on them!"
Mickey did so and they both looked shocked at the picture of them. It said it was like a dragon, almost, but walked on two feet and could talk and were always armed and protective of their children.
Martha shook her head and said, taking out her mobile, "I need to talk to the Doctor. He's got to see this."
Mickey nodded and looked up when he heard a lift ring. Everyone except them were out, doing whatever they were doing. The coffee machine was downstairs, and it was mid-morning. Even Donna was gone.
In walked three teens, two looking hurriedly about while the other was looking down at something in her hands. One teen was a redheaded girl, and she spotted Martha and Mickey and said, "Oh, good. We got sent up here, though we don't know why."
"We have a couple of things we wanted to give over to the police. We found them and now we don't want them," the only boy said.
"What is it?" asked Mickey.
"They're alien babies," said the other teen, who was a dark-skinned girl. She held up what was in her hands, which was a basket. Inside were three little dragon-like babies.
Mickey's eyes widened. "Where'd you get those?" Mickey asked in a little horrified voice as Martha brought her mobile to her ears and waited impatiently for the Doctor to pick up.
"We found them on the street. Mels thought that they'd get cold," the redhead said, pointing to her friend, who was bent over the babies.
"So did you, Amy Pond," Mels said defensively. She said to Mickey, "Look, we found them yesterday as eggs. They hatched this morning and we can't keep them. They looked suspicious, so Rory here wanted to take them to you."
Mickey got out of his seat and hurried over to the teens as Martha said, "Hello? Doctor? Yeah, I think we found your murderers. No, you'll never guess. Aliens."
"Here, just put them on the desk," Mickey said, pointing to Jack's empty desk. Mels did so and Rory and Amy shifted back and forth as Mickey leaned over the little things. "Oh my gosh, they're real, actual little alien . . . things!" he said, surprised.
"We weren't lying," Amy said.
"I never said you were," Mickey said quickly.
"Look, what are they, exactly?" Rory asked.
"Aliens. Gigglybish," said Mickey. "We think they're part of a murder."
"Murder?" Amy said. "There was a murder a few neighborhoods from us." She looked to Rory and Mels and said, "Never did figure out what killed him, though."
"Yeah, we think that it was aliens," Mickey said, and suddenly all the lights started flickering. The light from the windows was the only thing lighting the entire office room as Mickey looked about, seeing the telephones off and the clocks and such.
"What just happened?" asked Amy worriedly, looking about.
"I . . . don't know," said Mickey, and that was when a horribly long, dragon-like roar ripped through the air, making Mels and Amy and Rory cover their ears. It blasted through the air, causing Mickey to look to Martha, who was pointing to the stairs, yelled, "Mickey!"
Coming out of the stairs' entrance was a bunch of very scary, imposing aliens. They were very tall, taller than Mickey, and they wore dark, black sc-fi suits. They looked like dragons, but had very long tongues that slid out and licked their snouts. Their big eyes took in the scene, and Martha could see that they were each holding a gun.
"Doctor," she said quietly, "you better hurry and get here. They're here."
And all the lights went out.
Jack talked to the officers and Rose tried coaxing answers out of Mrs. Decker when the Doctor, holding a mobile to his ear, shouted, "Be quiet! Martha, Martha, are you still there!"
He heard a scream that sounded dangerously like a dragon, and Martha said in an eerily calm voice, "Doctor, you better hurry and get here. They're here." And then the Doctor was met with a busy signal. He looked at his mobile and turned it off quickly.
Rose hurried over to him, asking, "Doctor? What was that about? What's happening?"
Jack hurried to join her as the Doctor said, staring into space, "The men in black. They're at the police station."
"We have to get back there now," said Jack, and he instantly turned to everyone and started, in a business-like manner, ordering people about. Some got into police cars while others were told to stay and investigate the property.
Rose hurried after the Doctor, who raced to one of the police cars. "That was Martha?" asked Rose worriedly as she fell into the seat next to him in the back.
"Yup. Sounds like they're in trouble," the Doctor said. "She said that the electricity was going out. Teens had come in with aliens eggs or something. Oi, Black, step on it, we're in a bit of a hurry!"
"Alien eggs?" asked Rose.
"Well," the Doctor said, tilting his head, "more like alien babies. Apparently they looked like dragons or something."
"Dragons? Are you serious?" Rose asked, shocked.
"Oh, very," the Doctor said quickly, "Black, hurry up! The station's been attacked and you're barely at the speed limit! Pick it up, will you!" He settled back in his seat and said, "This would be faster with my TARDIS."
"But dragons?" Rose asked. "Aren't those extinct? Are they even real?"
"Oh, they're not real Earth dragons. No, we're talking about the Gigglybish, with skin exploding guns," the Doctor said to Rose with a mischievous look.
Rose did not know what to say to that. She gulped and after a moment, asked, "How do you know that? About the guns, and their names?"
"Martha told me before the electricity went out," the Doctor said quickly. He leaned forward and said, "Hurry, Black, Jack's passing us!"
Mickey and Martha and the teens all were terribly quiet as Martha put her mobile down on her desk. She put her hands up slowly and the other four followed her lead. Probably a good idea, considering how the aliens had guns and they didn't.
"Hello," Martha said after a moment when none of the aliens had said anything. "I'm Dr. Martha Jones. I don't mean you any harm. Neither do any of these people. Is there anything we can help you with?"
One that looked like the leader, who had a special looking helmet, grunted and turned to a gun on his hip. Martha flinched and gulped as he brought out. He, instead of pointing it at any of them, pointed it to his neck and pressed a button, and Martha could swear he said something in Spanish. She looked to Mickey, who shook his head in confusion as the Gigglybish said something in what seemed to be French, Italian, Swedish, and then German.
The five were too busy watching the Gigglybish that none of them noticed Donna coming out of the loo. She rubbed her hands together when she noticed everything and stopped short, looking like she was about to comment on the power being out or the aliens holding Mickey, Martha, and three teens hostage but she instead moved behind one of the filing cabinets out of view and carefully watched from behind the corner.
The leader continued with his fickling and only when one of his companions said something in small roars did the leader find the English setting, saying, "Ahh, there we go." He looked up, the gun still pointed to his neck, and said, "Hello there, Dr. Jones."
"Hel—hello," Martha said quickly. "Can—can we help you with something?"
"Yes, you can. You see, Dr. Jones, we, my followers and I, have been searching for something across your planet, and we were wondering if you have seen it," the leader said, his voice very dark and low.
"What —what exactly is it?" asked Mickey from his spot.
"I am the king of the Gigglybish, King Hemleck. My ship was passing over your planet when something valuable fell from it. My three sons, who are just eggs." He added, "If you do not give back my sons, I am afraid that I while have to destroy your planet." He looked around and noticing the basket, said, "We've tracked them down after several days of work to this building. I have found them. It seems that they have hatched."
"Yeah, yeah they have," Martha said, spotting the basket.
"You can have them back. We didn't harm them, we swear," Rory said quickly, though he was shaking.
"Yeah. We didn't do anything to them," Amy said, pointing to the basket. "You found them. No need to kill anyone at all."
King Hemleck looked annoyed at Amy as he said, "Don't tell a king what to say."
"Sorry," Amy said, looking at the ground.
"Wait," Martha said quickly. She looked bemused and frightened at the same time as she said, "Was it you who killed Harvey Decker?"
Two of the king's companions nodded, and their guns shone even more brightly. The king said, "We located the eggs to be in England, and two of my followers befriended Harvey Decker through one of your website things. They met up one night, and Mr. Decker, having found something he wanted to sell them, said he found some alien eggs. They made a deal with him to buy them, but he didn't bring them to the meeting place. He lied about the royal princes. He had go."
"You killed him," Martha said angrily.
"He lied to us, first, Dr. Jones," King Hemleck said. "Word of advice: never make a deal and not keep it with the king of the Gigglybish."
"Yeah, we noticed that," Mickey gulped. How long were they going to keep them alive when they were just stalling? They could just now take the alien babies and leave. They weren't. Why was that? And WHERE THE HELL was the Doctor?
"Well, is there anything else you want?" Martha asked reluctantly, looking a bit worried as to why the aliens were still there.
"Yes," King Hemleck said. "I'm here to take the Earth."
The police cars that had gone on beforehand were already at the station when Rose and the Doctor pulled themselves out of their police car, which they had been quite squeezed in. Being squeezed in together did not help with the fact that they were in a hurry to get to a hostage situation, and the Doctor kept sighing irritably as they rode through London.
They finally stopped in front of the police station and hurried over to Jack who was with the commanding officer, the second-in-command, for apparently Harold Saxon was out eating something with his wife.
"They're in there?" asked Rose, pointing up the floor where all of their desks were.
The Doctor frowned and nodded. "Yeah. That's them. Officer Branson, hello," he hurried over to the commanding officer, "what's the plan and how the hell are we going to get my friends out of there?"
"They cut off the electricity," Officer Branson said, looking worriedly at the floor. "The doors have a security lock on them, and they probably have aliens downstairs ready to fire."
"So there's no reason to use the roof?" Jack asked sarcastically.
"We're pretty sure that's where their spaceship is, Detective Harkness," Officer Branson said. "We can't do anything hasty, as they have hostages."
Jack shook his head and said, "So your plan is to wait them out? That's pathetic."
"Leave it to me and wait for orders, Detective Harkness," Officer Branson said before he hurried over to more police officers.
"This is bad, I mean really bad," Jack said.
"Do you have a plan, Jack?" Rose asked.
Jack smirked and said, "Yeah, I do." Motioning for the Doctor and Rose to follow him, Jack raced around the corners into the alley that ran along the police station. Rose looked somewhat confused while the Doctor ran with it and Jack hurried over to a shaded sort of window, where he ripped off the covering, revealing a narrow grey tunnel.
"We're going through the ventilation system?" asked Rose, looking into the tunnel.
"Yep. Unless Branson comes up with something else, we're doing this. Got your gun, Rose?" Jack said. Rose nodded while the Doctor stuck his head in, and Jack nodded. "Who's going first?"
"You," Rose and the Doctor said at the same time.
"Okay," Jack said. He smiled and said, "Wish me luck."
"Get in there, you," Rose smiled. Jack nodded and headed into the tunnel. Rose watched until his feet slipped in before she said, "Hope he doesn't get stuck in there."
"That'd be a shame, wouldn't it?" the Doctor asked. He shrugged, "We can call in a rescue crew. He'd like all the attention, anyway."
Rose smiled and headed on behind Jack. The entire place was scrunched and dark, though she could see black soles of shoes in her face. "Hurry up, Jack," Rose said. She choked and said, "What did you step in?"
"Do you really want to know?" asked Jack, turning his head back enough to see some blonde hair.
"Nope," the Doctor said, "come along, you two."
"We're moving," Jack said, and he started to make his way through the vent as fast as he could. Rose hurried after him, and taking up the rear came the Doctor, who had left his trench coat in the alley, knowing all too well that it was too thick and bulky to fit through a vent. He cleared his throat, and they hurried along the tunnels.
Jack came upon two corners and he said, stopping and leaning his head against a propped fist, "We're moving up a few floors, right?"
"Yes," said Rose.
"That means that we're going to have to go uphill," Jack said.
"That's been noted, Jack," the Doctor said. He blinked and said, "Don't tell me we're lost in the ventilation system. Because that would put a real twist in our plans."
"Am I that predictable, Doctor?" asked Jack, amused.
Rose sighed. "Just keep moving, Jack. There can't be too much tunnel to get lost in."
"Hopefully. It's like a maze in here," Jack said as he sighed and started to pull himself forward again.
Martha gulped and tried to think as she watched the teens look, uncertain and petrified, at the aliens all bearing guns.
"Wait, I thought you just wanted to blow up the planet," Rory said, gulping, his voice coming out as nervous.
"Yes, but we have spent many hours tracking down the eggs," King Hemleck said. He frowned as he said, "Spending so much time on Earth has let us see everything, from the valuable resources to the tiny human population. This place is conquerable. I am going to take it over."
"Oi, and what's going to happen to us tiny humans?" asked Amy, feeling a bit defiant.
King Hemleck frowned. "Slaves to take care of the farms, of course."
Amy looked very daring as she stared at the king. Mickey cleared his throat and said, "So, that's the plan, then? To take over this entire planet and enslave billions of people?"
What none of the aliens or humans had noticed was that there was one creeping along the room and not standing still at all. Despite having a bit of a wonky headache, Donna had been able to see Rose take out her gun out of her desk. She always knew that they kept guns in their desks, of course, but it suddenly clicked with her, and she quietly made her way around the cabinet. The teens and Martha and Mickey were on the left side of the room, and the aliens, on the right side, were all looking at their prey. Donna kept an eye on them, though, to make sure that none of them saw her.
She was sure that there was one in the Doctor's desk. She wasn't even sure it was loaded, for he never used it, but it was the only place she was sure had a gun beside Martha and Mickey's desks, which were near the owners of said desks.
Once at the desk, she kept her eye on the king as her hand went down and searched for the knob. Her hand fumbled and she cursed under her breath as she grabbed it. Her cursing must have been louder than she had thought, for when she had the gun in her hand, she looked up to see one of the aliens pointing a gun at her.
That was when she stood up and fired.
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