Of the Vortex Born: Chapter Nineteen
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A/N: I borrowed bits and pieces of Timothy's speech from the DW season 3 episode Family of Blood.
Chapter Nineteen: Storm Wolf
“Put down the gun, Gwen.” Luke was on his feet in a shot and into the other room. He saw a tall blond man holding a weapon of his own on Gwen Harper and Owen Harper was flat on his back on the floor, eyes closed and his cheekbone rapidly bruising.
“You can put your own weapon down, Davis,” Gwen said calmly. “It’s over. What you’ve done has been reported to the highest level of Torchwood Station.”
“No, it hasn’t,” said Davis. “I intercepted your report, Gwen. That’s how I knew to come here. Now where are you hiding the girl? She’s missing and Smith isn’t happy about it.”
“I can’t believe Smith would be happy to find out what you did to her!” Gwen said.
“Smith could care less. You know he doesn’t think aliens should have the same rights as human beings.”
“You’re a monster. You hurt a child.”
“An alien,” he sneered. “She was nothing.”
“How dare you?” Luke snarled from the doorway. Davis turned his eyes on Luke, but kept his gun on Gwen.
“Oh, did I damage your little pet?” he asked nastily.
Gwen had taken a step towards him while he was distracted and he turned back to her, casually pressing the trigger on his gun.
“No.” The word reverberated through the room and the bullet stopped mid-air. It fell to the ground. The man whirled and saw Jamie emerge from behind Luke. She stepped in front of the boy. “You will not.”
He turned his weapon on Jamie and fired erratically in her direction. The shot went wild, seeming to bend away at a 90 degree angle. Jamie raised her hands in front of her hearts, elbows straight out to either side. With both palms facing outwards, the right behind the left, she closed her eyes. When she opened them again they were streaked with flecks of gold. As Davis fired his gun again and again the bullets simply stopped a foot from her hands and fell to the ground at her feet.
“What are you?” Davis demanded.
Her arms rose up above her head. “I’m fire and ice and rage. I’m the day and the night and the heart of the sun. I am ancient and forever. I burn at the center of time and I can see the turn of the universe. I am born of the Vortex, a child of the Oncoming Storm and the Bad Wolf.” Her arms spread apart and wide as she brought them down to her sides and her hands filled with glowing light. She made an encompassing circle of it and flung it outwards at Davis.
As the ball of light encompassed Davis he rose off the floor. Her eyes turned black. “I am death.” The man began to scream as the ball of light compacted around him, smaller and smaller until it became nothing, wiped out of existence.
She turned to face Gwen and Luke, her eyes flicking down towards Owen. She raised a hand and Owen was encompassed in a blue light. Then she waved her hands and both Luke and Gwen were at the center of their own spheres of blue light. “Protection,” she said.
She stepped past where the man had stood and opened the door. “I am the destroyer of worlds,” she said her entire body now radiating with the golden light. She stepped out into the hallway. “I am the Storm Wolf.”
For a moment neither Luke nor Gwen could move, and then they moved as one, following Jamie down the corridor, their protective spheres remaining intact around them as they followed the child leaking gold.
The shuttle docked with Torchwood Station and Rose was the first one out the door. She was met by a face she had not seen in twenty-six years but it was still a face she recognized, still a face she would never forget.
“Mickey,” she said harshly.
“Rose.” His voice was flat, as were his eyes. “Interesting look. Regenerated?”
“Yes. You have my child. Again.”
“I do.”
“Do you really think I’m going to let you get away with that?” she asked him.
“What are you going to do, Rose? You’re harmless. I know that you’ve just used your power. I know that you’re pregnant. And I know that if you use it right now, it’ll kill the child in your womb. And I’m willing to bet the Rose Tyler I know wouldn’t do that.”
“You don’t know me, Mickey.”
“I know that, though,” he said. He looked over her shoulder at the soldiers and Jake. “Jake,” he acknowledged.
“Mickey,” Jake spat back.
“I’m rather curious,” Jake said. “Just where did you get your information about Rose?”
“Don’t you know?” Mickey taunted. “Haven’t you figured it out yet?”
“I know you’re trying to take over the Moon,” Rose said.
“Oh, no, Rose. Have done. All it took was getting you and your family off it. The Moon’s already fallen into my hands,” bragged Mickey.
“How? There’s no way the Brigadier would let that happen,” Rose said.
“This brigadier?” Mickey asked. He gestured to the man standing in the corner of the room, soldiers surrounding him.
“What have you done to him?” Rose said. “Let him go!”
“Oh, Rose. My very, very loyal, sweet, stupid Rose.” Mickey shook his head. The Brigadier stepped away from the soldiers and suddenly she could see that he wasn’t being held by them at all. He stepped up to Mickey’s side.
“John?” she asked in disbelief staring at Brigadier Cassidien in shock.
The man smiled at her. For the first time since she had known him the smile did not meet his eyes. It was twisted and cold. “Keep your friends close, dear Rose,” he said. “But your enemies closer.”
“No.”
“Yes.” He nodded and as one the soldiers leveled their rifles on Rose Tyler.
“I think you’ll want to think very carefully about doing that,” said the Doctor as he stepped out of the shuttle. Mickey’s face briefly showed his shock at seeing a man he’d thought it impossible he’d ever see again.
“What are you going to do, Doctor? Sonic me to death?” snapped Mickey. His eyes moved past the Doctor as another man and woman stepped out of the shuttle. Their eyes focused solely on him and they said nothing. Rose’s children. He’d seen photos.
An alarm began sounding on the station. “Captain Smith, the structural integrity of the habitat ring is starting to fail.”
“What?”
Rose doubled over, feeling as if she’d been punched in the stomach and the Doctor, Landon and Mairi all raised their hands to their heads as if struck by sudden pain.
“Jamie,” Rose bit out.
The man at the computer started typing madly on the keyboard and the large forward screen on the wall suddenly displayed a frightening image of a glowing golden Jamie walking down a corridor, nuts and bolts flying loose as she walked past. The rending of metal carried over the station’s sound system. Trailing in her wake were two blue balls of energy, encapsulating Luke and a woman named Gwen that Rose recognized as someone she had once worked with many years ago.
“Jamie!” Rose said again.
Jamie looked up at the camera as if she’d heard her mother speaking. A slow smile spread over the girl’s face and she changed directions. “She’s coming for us,” said the man at the computer, raising a hand to his temples. The man was rated as a low level empath and Mickey wasn’t sure if he could actually be aware of this or not.
“She’s just a child,” said Mickey.
“No,” said the man at the computer, but he was speaking in an otherworldly feminine voice. “I am the Storm Wolf.” And his own eyes turned golden as he stared up at Mickey. “And I’m coming for you.”
Mickey turned away from the possessed man and snapped out his orders to a woman across the room. “Send an abandon station alert. All non-essential personnel are to abandon station immediately.” A klaxon sounded seconds later.
“Scared?” asked Landon striding forward.
“Not particularly,” said Mickey. “Now let’s see just what your little girl can do.” His finger stabbed down on a button and the corridor Jamie was walking through began to fill with noxious gas. The child halted, laughed, and wiped it away. She watched it vent back into the pipes it had emerged from.
In silence they watched her progress, listening to Mickey click away at a keyboard himself. Iron bars descended into Jamie’s path and she smiled. She simply stepped through them, the bars that had touched her skin melting into nothing and leaving a large spherical hole behind her.
“Sir?” asked a soldier. “She’s one corridor away. What do I do?”
“Take your men,” ordered Mickey. “Open fire.”
“No!” Rose yelled at him.
“Yes,” he replied. “Don’t you remember, Rose? I don’t respond well to the word no.”
She glared at him, but her eyes were drawn back to the screen watching as the men opened fire on her youngest daughter. Jamie raised a hand and the hail of bullets fell to the floor before reaching her. Someone lobbed a grenade and she caught it midair. It hung suspended, encompassed in a small blue sphere. It disappeared and seconds later an explosion rocked the station somewhere off behind the soldiers.
Jamie smiled. One by one the men fled before her. She sensed the presence she was searching for on the other side of a nearby door. Her mind reached forward and the door was pulled from its frame. Jamie walked into the room and turned her eyes on Mickey Smith.
“I can’t believe Smith would be happy to find out what you did to her!” Gwen said.
“Smith could care less. You know he doesn’t think aliens should have the same rights as human beings.”
“You’re a monster. You hurt a child.”
“An alien,” he sneered. “She was nothing.”
“How dare you?” Luke snarled from the doorway. Davis turned his eyes on Luke, but kept his gun on Gwen.
“Oh, did I damage your little pet?” he asked nastily.
Gwen had taken a step towards him while he was distracted and he turned back to her, casually pressing the trigger on his gun.
“No.” The word reverberated through the room and the bullet stopped mid-air. It fell to the ground. The man whirled and saw Jamie emerge from behind Luke. She stepped in front of the boy. “You will not.”
He turned his weapon on Jamie and fired erratically in her direction. The shot went wild, seeming to bend away at a 90 degree angle. Jamie raised her hands in front of her hearts, elbows straight out to either side. With both palms facing outwards, the right behind the left, she closed her eyes. When she opened them again they were streaked with flecks of gold. As Davis fired his gun again and again the bullets simply stopped a foot from her hands and fell to the ground at her feet.
“What are you?” Davis demanded.
Her arms rose up above her head. “I’m fire and ice and rage. I’m the day and the night and the heart of the sun. I am ancient and forever. I burn at the center of time and I can see the turn of the universe. I am born of the Vortex, a child of the Oncoming Storm and the Bad Wolf.” Her arms spread apart and wide as she brought them down to her sides and her hands filled with glowing light. She made an encompassing circle of it and flung it outwards at Davis.
As the ball of light encompassed Davis he rose off the floor. Her eyes turned black. “I am death.” The man began to scream as the ball of light compacted around him, smaller and smaller until it became nothing, wiped out of existence.
She turned to face Gwen and Luke, her eyes flicking down towards Owen. She raised a hand and Owen was encompassed in a blue light. Then she waved her hands and both Luke and Gwen were at the center of their own spheres of blue light. “Protection,” she said.
She stepped past where the man had stood and opened the door. “I am the destroyer of worlds,” she said her entire body now radiating with the golden light. She stepped out into the hallway. “I am the Storm Wolf.”
For a moment neither Luke nor Gwen could move, and then they moved as one, following Jamie down the corridor, their protective spheres remaining intact around them as they followed the child leaking gold.
The shuttle docked with Torchwood Station and Rose was the first one out the door. She was met by a face she had not seen in twenty-six years but it was still a face she recognized, still a face she would never forget.
“Mickey,” she said harshly.
“Rose.” His voice was flat, as were his eyes. “Interesting look. Regenerated?”
“Yes. You have my child. Again.”
“I do.”
“Do you really think I’m going to let you get away with that?” she asked him.
“What are you going to do, Rose? You’re harmless. I know that you’ve just used your power. I know that you’re pregnant. And I know that if you use it right now, it’ll kill the child in your womb. And I’m willing to bet the Rose Tyler I know wouldn’t do that.”
“You don’t know me, Mickey.”
“I know that, though,” he said. He looked over her shoulder at the soldiers and Jake. “Jake,” he acknowledged.
“Mickey,” Jake spat back.
“I’m rather curious,” Jake said. “Just where did you get your information about Rose?”
“Don’t you know?” Mickey taunted. “Haven’t you figured it out yet?”
“I know you’re trying to take over the Moon,” Rose said.
“Oh, no, Rose. Have done. All it took was getting you and your family off it. The Moon’s already fallen into my hands,” bragged Mickey.
“How? There’s no way the Brigadier would let that happen,” Rose said.
“This brigadier?” Mickey asked. He gestured to the man standing in the corner of the room, soldiers surrounding him.
“What have you done to him?” Rose said. “Let him go!”
“Oh, Rose. My very, very loyal, sweet, stupid Rose.” Mickey shook his head. The Brigadier stepped away from the soldiers and suddenly she could see that he wasn’t being held by them at all. He stepped up to Mickey’s side.
“John?” she asked in disbelief staring at Brigadier Cassidien in shock.
The man smiled at her. For the first time since she had known him the smile did not meet his eyes. It was twisted and cold. “Keep your friends close, dear Rose,” he said. “But your enemies closer.”
“No.”
“Yes.” He nodded and as one the soldiers leveled their rifles on Rose Tyler.
“I think you’ll want to think very carefully about doing that,” said the Doctor as he stepped out of the shuttle. Mickey’s face briefly showed his shock at seeing a man he’d thought it impossible he’d ever see again.
“What are you going to do, Doctor? Sonic me to death?” snapped Mickey. His eyes moved past the Doctor as another man and woman stepped out of the shuttle. Their eyes focused solely on him and they said nothing. Rose’s children. He’d seen photos.
An alarm began sounding on the station. “Captain Smith, the structural integrity of the habitat ring is starting to fail.”
“What?”
Rose doubled over, feeling as if she’d been punched in the stomach and the Doctor, Landon and Mairi all raised their hands to their heads as if struck by sudden pain.
“Jamie,” Rose bit out.
The man at the computer started typing madly on the keyboard and the large forward screen on the wall suddenly displayed a frightening image of a glowing golden Jamie walking down a corridor, nuts and bolts flying loose as she walked past. The rending of metal carried over the station’s sound system. Trailing in her wake were two blue balls of energy, encapsulating Luke and a woman named Gwen that Rose recognized as someone she had once worked with many years ago.
“Jamie!” Rose said again.
Jamie looked up at the camera as if she’d heard her mother speaking. A slow smile spread over the girl’s face and she changed directions. “She’s coming for us,” said the man at the computer, raising a hand to his temples. The man was rated as a low level empath and Mickey wasn’t sure if he could actually be aware of this or not.
“She’s just a child,” said Mickey.
“No,” said the man at the computer, but he was speaking in an otherworldly feminine voice. “I am the Storm Wolf.” And his own eyes turned golden as he stared up at Mickey. “And I’m coming for you.”
Mickey turned away from the possessed man and snapped out his orders to a woman across the room. “Send an abandon station alert. All non-essential personnel are to abandon station immediately.” A klaxon sounded seconds later.
“Scared?” asked Landon striding forward.
“Not particularly,” said Mickey. “Now let’s see just what your little girl can do.” His finger stabbed down on a button and the corridor Jamie was walking through began to fill with noxious gas. The child halted, laughed, and wiped it away. She watched it vent back into the pipes it had emerged from.
In silence they watched her progress, listening to Mickey click away at a keyboard himself. Iron bars descended into Jamie’s path and she smiled. She simply stepped through them, the bars that had touched her skin melting into nothing and leaving a large spherical hole behind her.
“Sir?” asked a soldier. “She’s one corridor away. What do I do?”
“Take your men,” ordered Mickey. “Open fire.”
“No!” Rose yelled at him.
“Yes,” he replied. “Don’t you remember, Rose? I don’t respond well to the word no.”
She glared at him, but her eyes were drawn back to the screen watching as the men opened fire on her youngest daughter. Jamie raised a hand and the hail of bullets fell to the floor before reaching her. Someone lobbed a grenade and she caught it midair. It hung suspended, encompassed in a small blue sphere. It disappeared and seconds later an explosion rocked the station somewhere off behind the soldiers.
Jamie smiled. One by one the men fled before her. She sensed the presence she was searching for on the other side of a nearby door. Her mind reached forward and the door was pulled from its frame. Jamie walked into the room and turned her eyes on Mickey Smith.
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Date: 2008-08-26 05:17 am (UTC)*your
Ooh, now here's some intriguing action. :D
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Date: 2008-08-28 10:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-26 04:35 pm (UTC)Daaaaaaang! Oncoming Storm + Bad Wolf = Storm Wolf EEEEK!
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Date: 2008-08-28 03:08 am (UTC)You are too good girl.
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