Double Drabble: Interference
Title: Interference
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Torchwood Team, Weevil, Janitor, PC Gwen Cooper.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 489: Nocturnal at tw100.
Spoilers: Everything Changes.
Summary: Weevils seldom leave the sewers during the day, but when they do they have to be dealt with immediately.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
It was probably a good thing that Weevils were mostly nocturnal, only venturing out of the sewers during the hours of darkness. They were too conspicuous by daylight, too difficult to explain away as a trick of the shadows, or someone wearing a mask. See one in good light and it was immediately evident that they weren’t human; their alien nature shone out like a beacon.
Usually, Weevils only ventured aboveground during the day if they were ailing in some way that caused them to be driven out by the others of their species. Unfortunately, that was also when they were at their most dangerous.
A Weevil alert in the middle of the day was an emergency requiring the whole team, and they set out armed and ready; everyone knew their part, from containment and cordoning off the area with police tape, to determining the creature’s precise location, to apprehending it and Retconning any witnesses. It should have been reasonably straightforward, there shouldn’t have been any casualties, but that interfering PC was back, snooping about where she didn’t belong, and an innocent janitor paid the price.
Now they’d have to cover up a murder as well as a Weevil sighting.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Torchwood Team, Weevil, Janitor, PC Gwen Cooper.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 489: Nocturnal at tw100.
Spoilers: Everything Changes.
Summary: Weevils seldom leave the sewers during the day, but when they do they have to be dealt with immediately.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
It was probably a good thing that Weevils were mostly nocturnal, only venturing out of the sewers during the hours of darkness. They were too conspicuous by daylight, too difficult to explain away as a trick of the shadows, or someone wearing a mask. See one in good light and it was immediately evident that they weren’t human; their alien nature shone out like a beacon.
Usually, Weevils only ventured aboveground during the day if they were ailing in some way that caused them to be driven out by the others of their species. Unfortunately, that was also when they were at their most dangerous.
A Weevil alert in the middle of the day was an emergency requiring the whole team, and they set out armed and ready; everyone knew their part, from containment and cordoning off the area with police tape, to determining the creature’s precise location, to apprehending it and Retconning any witnesses. It should have been reasonably straightforward, there shouldn’t have been any casualties, but that interfering PC was back, snooping about where she didn’t belong, and an innocent janitor paid the price.
Now they’d have to cover up a murder as well as a Weevil sighting.
The End