Gwen stared down at the unconscious man with a look of pure hatred. She grasped one of the shards of broken glass, not feeling the pain as it cut into her fingers. she began smashing it into Ianto's head, fuelled by an anger so strong it scared her. She wasn't sure why, but suddenly all she wanted to do was kill. She brought the shard down hard against his head, grinning at the blood pouring out of his wounds.
Suddenly rough hands grabbed her, yanking her up, off him. She let out a deep throaty scream, trying to swing round and attack whoever was holding her.
The world had be come a hazy red, she could hear someone talking, no screaming at her, telling her to stop, but they sounded far away, distant. Another voice called out, this one was in her head, instructing her, urging her to kill. It filled her mind until it was all she could hear.
Kill, kill, kill!
She struck out wildly, not caring who she hit. Something grasped her wrists, she felt as the device was ripped out of her grip. A scream echoed in her head, then suddenly the world cleared.
The hatred and anger left her head, her vision cleared, she felt drained, as though the source of her energy had dissapered. she let her self go slack, falling back against whoever was holding her.
"What the hell Gwen?!"
Jack was holding her tightly, so that she couldn't move. She saw Owen in front of her,kneeling beside Ianto. The device lay on the floor between them.
Shakily she spoke "Ianto... He robbed me."
"So you tried to kill him!?"
"No! I... I just... I don't know. I don't know what happened, it came over me so quickly, this want to... To kill"
"To kill Ianto?"
"Anyone, everyone, but... it's gone now."
Jack was silent for a second, "Ok Gwen, I'm going to put you in a cell alright? I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to put you down there so we can sort this out without anything else happening."
"You can't- no actually you can." Gwen sighed, she felt so tired now.
"Alright Jack, you can let go of me, I'll come quietly."
"Good." Jack let her go, keeping a hand on her shoulder. He guided her down to the cells.
By the time they arrived Gwen was feeling a lot better. Her energy had returned, and she felt surprisingly calm, as though all her troubles had flouted away.
The creature opened his eyes wincing. A bright light shone down on his face. Slowly he turned his head away from the light, standing with his back to him was Owen. A wave of dread flooded the creature, how long had he been unconscious? had he been discovered? Did they know?
Owen turned around and offered him a small smile.
"Your awake! About time."
"Wha-"
"You should be ok, you got a pretty nasty gash on you head I stitched up, as well as a concussion. No internal bleeding as far as I can tell, so as long as you take it easy for a month your head should heal completely."
The creature shot him a smile.
"Thanks, and Gwen?"
"Down in a cell until we work out what happened, Jack reckons that thing she was holding might have something to do with it, Tosh is running some scans now. You don't know anything about it do you?"
The creature tried to shake his head and grimaced at the pain.
"Nothing, I'd never seen it before."
Owen nodded, "And Gwen didn't say anything about it?"
"Nothing"
"Darn, a well, I'll let Jack know, you go home and rest."
"Go home?"
"Yep, you smashed your head pretty bad, you need to rest, take tomorrow morning off as well."
The creature frowned, thinking for a minute before shooting Owen a small smile.
"All right, will you let Jack know I've gone home?"
"Of course." Owen answered helping Him get up onto his feet.
The creature slowly headed back to Ianto's apartment, trying to workout what to do. He needed to get the device back, but he wasn't sure how he was going to do that. The others would be keeping an eye on it, trying to work out what it was. He'd have to wait until they where all out of the Hub, if there was a really big rift spike they would all leave. But that could take days. He frowned, he needed the device now, not in a few days.
An idea hit him, what if he made something happen, an alien attack, something that would make them leave. But what? What could he do?
Gwen. He could let Gwen out, they would rush down to contain her, he would take the device.
No, that wouldn't work, Gwen wouldn't cause a threat without the device, and they would notice it was missing, unless... A plan began to form in his mind. He spun the wheel and drove away from the flat.
The creature pulled up before a small abandoned building, he had been here before, when he didn't have a body. Stepping out of the car he checked Ianto's gun was loaded, and slowly up the building. It had been a general store once, with a house up above, but had been shut for almost 20 years. The door wasn't locked, so he stepped inside. The first room was old and musty, he crossed the space quickly, hurrying up the stairs. At the top there was three rooms, he entered the smallest. It was filled with unmarked crates, there small makeshift bed In the corner.
A hunched figure was resting on the bed. It was covered in a thick blanket, and had a vaguely human shape.
He walked to the figure standing before it, and coughed ever so quietly. It raised its three eyes to his.
"G-good dday sir, an-d wha, what c, can I d-do fffor y-ou?"
"I need baxdon weed,"
It lowered its head.
"Haven't got any! Haven't got any!"
The creature let out an angry grunt and grabbed the figure, yanking it up against the wall.
"Oh I think you do, and you'd better give it to me. Unless," he raised a single eyebrow "You'd rather end up like the last guy who lived here?"
"Noooo, nooo. I got some! I got some!"
"Good." He let go of the figure and stepped back. It hurried off the bed and to one of the crates. After a few minuets of searching it returned with a small brown paper bag. Tentatively it held the bag out to him. He grabbed it and inspected its belongings before nodding sharply and exiting the room.
"P-payment!" It called after him. "W-what a,abou-t payment?"
He smiled slightly, turned and fired a shot directly above its head. It whimpered and sunk back into its room.
Ianto jumped when he heard the door open, it was early afternoon, no one should be home now. He heard someone, the creature he assumed, moving around the apartment.
A little while later his bedroom door swung open, the creature walked quickly to him, and removing the gag gave Ianto a drink. Ianto noticed the water had a slightly sweet taste, but was so thirsty he drank it anyway.
Once he was done the creature replaced the gag and stepped back watching him.. Ianto frowned, what did it want now? All of the sudden his vision began to blur, his head spinning he felt his mind slipping away into the darkness. It happened too fast to fight it. One moment he was fine, the next he was gone.