Chapter 3 – Off Into the Night
A/N - Sorry guys, I have been terrible at updating, way too much overtime at work. Thank you so much for the views, they all mean so much! Feel free to review on what you would want to happen/don't want. I don't know how long I am continuing this story on for, I'm running out inspiration/ideas for it to be honest. What do you all think?
The sun had just started to peek over the rooftops of Victorian London. At least the weather's in my favour, Jenny thought as she walked down the street, the light giving her a vague indication of which way to that was. She knew she'd need to find some form of shelter by tonight. As much as she hated to admit it, she couldn't defend herself without Vastra. There were definitely a few bandits, but not the ones that they had recently encountered. Whatever they were, they were well trained in hand-to-hand combat. Almost as if they could predict every move before Jenny had even thought of it herself.
She finally made it to the centre of the town. The market traders had just started to set up their stalls of trade. She rummaged around for the piece of fabric in her pocket and looked at it. Might as well ask them what they know I suppose, she thought. Nothing else to do.
Vastra peered out the window from the armchair. She hadn't felt the need to move since Jenny left. She couldn't exactly drag her back through the streets and detain her in the house; however tempting it sounded. "At least it's daylight" she muttered to herself. However naive those bandits were, they wouldn't be foolish enough to raid during the day. Vastra leaned back in the armchair and sighed. Unfortunately, she had to get up at some point, if not to eat, then to clean. Trust her to believe that Strax could ever cook anything that passed as edible in the kitchen. Now that was one more room to redecorate "Strax!" Vastra shouted into the kitchen.
Strax emerged into the doorway holding a plate in either hand and looking rather out of breath. Vastra simply sat there waiting for an explanation.
"next door's cat entered Sontaran territory once again, it has put up a good fight, but it will die under Sontaran ways!"
"And the plates?" Vastra asked.
"Well I wouldn't need to use them if you hadn't confiscated my weapons," Strax grunted.
Vastra sighed putting her hand to her head and shaking. "I want you to find Jenny."
"The boy?"
"Female, Strax, honestly you would think you could tell the difference by now. Anyway I want you to find Jenny and bring her back home."
"But I –"
"Now, Strax!" Vastra yelled standing up from her chair and glaring directly at Strax.
Strax trudged off muttering something along the lines of grenades and human scumbefore the doorslammedfirmly behind him. Vastra sat back down in the chair and thought. Just thought...
Two hours had passed, and nothing. No one knew anything about these recent bandit raids and attacks. She had tried Vastra's way; she had to try her way now. She knew she had seen the symbol before somewhere, she just couldn't remember where. Her book would tell her all the answers.
"Boy!" Jenny heard a familiar voice shout from behind her.
"Strax, what are you doing 'ere?" she asked, pulling him away from some very inquisitive faces looking at them.
"I have been given orders to return you back home."
"Apart from its not my 'ome anymore" she whispered.
"With a few grenades and laser blasters it could easily be arranged," Strax said cheerfully.
Jenny had to smile at that one, but it quickly faded. "Every time I have a 'ome I manage to mess it all up," she sighed ruefully.
Now Sontarans are defiantly not the cleverest of species, but he knew enough to know that the boy was talking about her family. He had heard a few conversations between Jenny and Vastra to understand that he was a foul human. "Look human, you may be a small, weak and a pathetic excuse of a warrior, but I do believe that Madame would blow up the entire of London if you don't return back to the house." Strax dwelled over what he had just said. Come to think of it, a war with London did sound exhilarating. "And that dammed cat would meet his painful end."
Jenny laughed; Strax was always one with his words. He was right. She knew Vastra would welcome her back with open arms if she wanted to. Jenny just needed to do this one solo.
"I appreciate you coming to find me Strax, but I'm alright. I lived on the streets before; I'm sure a few more days wont 'urt. Tell Vastra I need to do this one on my own."
Vastra stood up whilst Strax repeated the speech back to her [probably inserting more explosions and dead bodies than absolutely necessary]. She has grown more confident, she thought to herself. "Right, if she won't come to me, we'll go to her," she said whilst sliding the katana through the strap round her belt She'd already come painfully close to losing Jenny once, and she wasn't about to let it happen again.