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        "Bad Wolf" the girl says again. She looks golden, almost sparkly. The dream is repetitive, but this is the first time I've seen it in color. Three people say it." Bad wolf". A man in a suit and a duster, with hair sticking every which way. There's the 'golden girl' as i've named her, and the other man who seemed out of place. He had dark hair, an American accent, and wore a full length army jacket.

        I wake up, forgetting where I am. Then it all comes back to me. The foster home. My parents' murder. The bloody alien! I look at the bedside table in my dreary room. The blue light from my digital clock illuminates the dresser against the blue wall across the room. 6:07. I should get ready for school anyways. 

        "Terri! Pay attention!" My maths teacher snaps. I've been doodling on my papers again. I look down, and I'm confused because I don't know what I'm drawing. It looks like a rectangular box. It says police on it and i've been colouring it blue. I push my glasses up my nose and continue with my pre-algebra. I had another headache anyways, but she wouldn't care.

        I get home and do my homework. Ms. Smith-my foster mum-drives Ollie and Kev home from their primary school. Ollie is five and Kevin is seven. So while Ms.Smith heads to her book club so I watch my brothers. Ms.Smith is a bit elderly, and both of her kids are in college. I guess she doesn't really trust me so I'm only allowed to watch Kev and Ollie in the day. Never at night. They can be annoying but at this point their my only family left.

        That night, I make the strangest realization. I'm in my room. Ms.Smith is at a movie with her friends.lise-the babysitter-is downstairs with ollie and kev. The Girl-the 'golden girl' is bad wolf! The two guys must have been rather close to her. Thinking about what I now suspected, I walk downstairs. I grab toast and a knife for butter. Then I head back to my room. At about 8:50, everything goes wrong.

        There's a loud crash from downstairs. then voices. "Gwen! Check the basement. Owen-get blood samples. Make sure they're human! Toshiko hack the Security. Ianto check upstairs!" foot steps pound the steps. I grab the knife next to my bed.

        A man with dark hair and a suit entered my room. Before I think, I jump at him. The knife slashes a 4 centimeter gash in his forehead. 

        Now that I'd gotten a better look at him, he looked rather muscular, although he was a bit pale. His clean cut hair and crisp suit gave him the air of a perfectionist. 

        "Gah!" he grabs his forehead. "I got something!" he calls. Blood drips down on the wood floor. More footsteps. A man with an army coat, brown hair and a blue button up shirt enters the room. he held a gun pointed at me, and didn't lower it when he saw my complexion. Most people would have lowered a gun at a short twelve year old ginger, but not this man. He seemed  different. He seemed...like the man from my dream? 

Then two more people, armed people, follow him in; there was an Asian woman and another woman with dark hair and quite a bit of make up.  The make-up-covered one lowers her gun "c'mon jack." she has a welsh accent. "she's just a kid!"

        "We take her to the hub"he half shouted. "Don't I get a say in it?!"I shout. I don't notice the another man enter the room. " look kid" said army coat " There is an alien in this house. We don't know if it's you, the boys downstairs, or the caretaker-" "Lisa? shes just the babysitter. if you really are investigating try Ms.Smith. She'll be home any minute." the last part is a lie. I'm just tring to get them away, although I don't like Ms.Smith. Last week was the third time she hit me. She can't do to much damage, but I don't know if what she does counts as abuse or not... I've had to stop her from hitting Ollie and Kev several times...

        While I'm lost in thought, The new guy grabs my arm. I jump, snapping back to reality, and slap him across the face. "Hold still love," he says, ignoring my action. He jabs a needle in my arm, and I  don't remember much after that.

        When I wake up, I'm lying across a couch in an unfamiliar room. There are desks in the room. I know better than to sit up. Instead, I take inventory. I still have my glasses. bobby pins. chain bracelet. three hair bands. My iphone 5s. Plus skittles.

I see a sort of large gear. Then I notice a little motion sensor on the ceiling next to it. It's the door! brilliant! Okay... If I can just sprint across the room. I don't see anyone. So I make a run for it. 

         Just as I'd suspected, the door was motion censored. It rolled open. I sprint through a maze of corridors. I get out that door, and see Perfectionist sitting at a desk. He's bandaged up the cut. I just sprint by, but I hear him push some button and say " Jack-She's out" " on my way Ianto"

        I don't know where I'm running, but I think I'm in Cardiff. It's night still, so maybe 3 am, 4? I also think  Army coat is called Jack, Which leaves the other two to be Owen and Ianto, as he said at the house. Ianto is probably Perfectionist, as the intercom had said so Owen was the one who stabbed me. So that left the two girls Toshiko and Gwen. Toshiko was a Japanese name, so I supposed that the Asian one was Toshikio, which meant Make-up was Gwen. 

        Wow. When had I learned to think like that?  "Doesn't help now," I thought, as I found my self lost In a clearing of trees.  Then I heard a rustling.

----------------------------------------------------No one's P.O.V.----------------------------------------------------------------

        "all right .We have to search Cardiff for her. Owen-Blood test results? " Jack was bustling about in his usual bossy manner. " Not good. But strange. different than her brothers." Jack swore under his breath. " okay, we have to find her fast. Gwen, search the bus stops- she might try to get to that house. tosh, try the cctv cameras and anything else," " on it" "ow en, search for the foster parent. I'm sure she's not human. I'll try what tosh finds." 

        Less than fifteen minutes later, Jack was Taking the SUV towards terla park, where Tosh had found a cctv of the kid. Terri Jones. straight A student, record of fights since her parents death last year.  He pulled into the parking lot. there was only one wifi signal in the area. Getting the coordinates, he sprinted into the park.

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        Something ran out of the brush beside me. It circled around me. I felt scared, not because it was an alien, but because I wasn't scared by that.  It's head looked like a sideways 0. It snarled, revealing rather sharp teeth. It was wearinf a sort of jumpsuit, navy in colour Then it lunged at me. I took a few steps back, preparing to run away, but before I could escape, it grabbed my leg. 

        I spat dirt out of my mouth just as it bit me. I let out a shriek of pain before I managed to kick it in the face with my good leg. I rolled when I hit the ground. As I lifted my head, I heard someone with an American accent shout "Get Down!" Then I heard three loud gunshots and saw the alien fall.

        Jack - Army Coat - whatever grabbed my back and pulled me up. I tried to stand, but my leg wouldn't support my weight. I started to fall, braced for the impact, but Jack caught me.  "Woah, there." "What's that things name?" I ask, not what was it. I knew it was an alien, that wasn't questionable. But what kind was it? Sycorax? Slitheen? One that doesn't start with 's'? In the midst of all my thinking, I realized that I didn't know how I knew those names. "It's called a weevil. It comes from the-" " the space time rift in Cardiff...Doesn't it?" I don't know how I knew that either. My head hurt. I shivered in the cold air. Jack pulled off his jacket and draped it around my shoulders. I limped to the SUV with Jack's help.

        My head began to hurt more and more every second. "Stay awake," someone said to me. I climbed into the front seat.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because we need you to tell us what you know about Ms.Smith."  

"What about my brothers?"

"At this point? They're dead."

"WHAT?!" all of a sudden, I felt adrenaline surge through me.  "WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! THEY WERE FINE!" "Ms.Smith had been injecting them with a little known alien poison, which is used for preparing bodies for eggs. She was using them. But only males can be fertilized, which is why she didn't use you..." his voice trailed off

A tear traces it's way down my cheek. "Couldn't you have saved them?" I whispered.

"No. They were too far gone."  

"Now I have nowhere to go." I felt so helpless and alone.

"Tell you what. why don't you stay with us? Although we do fight aliens for a living, like what you saw tonight. It could get dangerous," said  "That's fine"     Good. I'll have revenge. Now I had a new home. A new life. "Who are you?" "Torchwood."   

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-Raven