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Beta-ed: TattoedLibrarian

`Moving head` thought Ianto `it would be nice to know what it looks like, or how exactly it moves` but he didn't speak up, he didn't dare to make unnecessary noises, if it was a head it had ears.

As he walked beside piles of crates and boxes he wondered how the alien head had found this place, had it just fallen through the Rift here, or was it intelligent. Intelligence isn't necessary for a good hunt, and this was a good hunter, it had to be in order to obtain new parts for its full shape.

Ianto held his flashlight pointing it to the corners scanning the floor but there were no movements or noise, maybe it was on Owen's end. He reached out for his ear piece when he felt the blow on his head. He fell down on the floor facing down, he rolled over to get away, but before he could get up he felt a pinch on his neck. Ianto managed to get to his knees and hands but then he froze, he wasn't in control anymore, he was stuck.

"Ianto your cam went down, we can't see anything" he heard Tosh's voice in his ear, but he couldn't speak. "Ianto is everything okay?"

"Yes" to Ianto's horror his mouth moved and voice came out, little muffled but understandable, his own voice "my flashlight went dead, but it's okay."

"Shut up girls, you'll give him away" Owen hissed over the line and Ianto felt more than he saw the head turning in the dark towards Owen.

Ianto couldn't do anything, he just stood there helpless. Becoming a part of an alien bear was something he would rather avoid. His muscles remained unresponsive, that was frustrating but he kept trying. That's why he didn't notice the new feeling inside his head. When he stopped screaming silently he realised someone else was there with him in the darkness, he wasn't alone. There wasn't anybody around him, but it was almost as if somebody was chatting near him, barely understandable.

`Was it like this for Lisa` he thought `did she consciously watch her body and mouth do things she couldn't control? Did the cyber part get a hold of her, or was there a part of her that had to watch how her memories were turned against him."

The feeling was terrible. That's why he listened to the murmur that surrounded him, he needed to understand, to find a way. It didn't take him long to discover what were they saying. When he understood his fear grew even bigger. The voices belonged to the people they saw when they entered the warehouse.

They were still conscious, and were chatting like nothing was happening. In fact they spoke about their process of being turned into the alien creature like it was something fascinating and exciting, they were almost completely converted. As soon as they noticed his mind beside them they started to move towards him, anxious for him to join them; at that point the alien mind started to talk to him, filling his mind with information about process and its stages. Very soon Ianto realised why there was no turning back after twenty minutes of exposure to the alien mutagen. It was that long before the alien mind would take complete control over his mind, all barriers would be lost at that time. He could sense how that had already occurred inside the minds of the three other people, the bird, and the dog. They were all inside together intertwined. All of their lives and knowledge had become a part of that alien, that the head controlled them all. He could not only hear barking of the dog, and singing of the bird, he could almost understand them.

Suddenly Ianto felt something scratching in the back of his mind. While he was studying his new surroundings the alien head had already started to crack the walls around his mind, searching information about Owen, his next prey, the last piece of his body puzzle. Against his will the alien played his memories about his quarrels with Owen like it was his own mind searching for weaknesses.

Ianto took a risk of being fully converted by lowering the walls of his mind, Ianto charged towards that foreign sensation searching for a new mind; maybe there he could find something that could help Owen.

"Why do you bother" he felt that new mind wondering "as far as I can see, that man is your enemy, not a friend, wouldn't it be good revenge if he spent rest of his days glued to your backside?"

Ianto could see the map of new body that alien creature, Mountholer, was building for himself. Ianto should be spine of that creature. The big man, Alen, would be attached to Ianto belly to belly and become the abdomen. The child, Sara, would be the front left leg, and the dog the front right leg. The bird was already a functional neck, and the small woman the left back leg, all that was needed was Owen for the right rear leg.

It wasn't really Ianto's idea of a pleasant life, being tied to Owen by his back. He could think of much better company than that.