Heartless life (prologue/?)
Title: Heartless life.
Pairings/characters: Jack/Ianto, the Doctor, Donna, Torchwood team
Rating: PG-15
Spoilers: post A Day in the Death and Doctor Who season 4
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or doctor who.
Summary: Would you give up your heart for the person you love?
Author's Notes: My first attempted at Torchwood fanfiction, English is not my first language so if you find any rare thing along the way just let me know :P
Thanks to captain_bdsm for being my beta
Prologue
Donna passed the fourteen page of the same magazine for the fourth time, while it was nice once in a while to look at the earth’s rich and famous life, and not at an actress with four arms celebrating her 125th weeding with what Donna could only describe as a futuristic toaster, she was getting bored, and the desire to throw the magazine that was resting in her lap to a certain alien, who called himself the Doctor, was really temping.
5 hours ago
Donna was looking at the beautiful display that was in front of her, after a week of running, a peaceful day on a market wasn’t so bad, and an unlimited credit card or whatever they called it in this time always helped to improve her mood.
She looked to her right at the Doctor who was attempting to demonstrate the wonders of a strange device to the store’s owner, but the man was clearly not interest at the doctor’s ranting if he wasn’t going to purchase the object.
She smiled at his antics for a second and went back to glance at the jewels. Rings and necklaces of every sized and colours, so beautiful. The salesman looked at her with a smile and opened a black box that was resting at the corner of the table. He nods at her and looked down, Donna watched at the black collar that was resting inside the box, a black string so thin that was almost imperceptible by her eyes hold a small pendant, a black circle with a stone in the middle of it. A pair of hands lifted the collar and handed it to her.
She grabbed it and looked at it a little closer, she moved it side to side, but as the metal shined like a crystal, the stone remained dark, it was like the light couldn’t reach it.
‘It’s beautiful,’ she said to the salesman, the man glanced at her with a content look at her compliment. She extended her hand trying to return it to him but the man lifted his hands and stopped her.
‘For the heartless one,’ he said with a smile on his face. Donna looked at him not comprehending what he was saying, the man bended forward, but before she could turned away, he put his hand on her shoulder and whisper in her ear. And Donna put the collar on her pocket.
'And if you put this near a 65886655252585 frequency it could cause an explosion that can take this city with it, but if you think about it, you have a probability of 1 in 1.567.896, you know in the caras system it’s illegal to have one of this and the penalty it’s to plant a kruk tree also called the man eaters and….’ The doctor stopped himself when the device was taking of his hands and the man started to walk really fast down the street.
'Oh, well, let’s look for Donna, then’. The doctor turned around and started to look for the red head that he knew was going to stick out; when the people of this planet were all born with green fluorescent hair, and there she was, standing on the middle of the street.
He walked to where she was standing and looked at the several bags that were resting in her hands and sighed. He was lucky that the Tardis was bigger on the inside.
'Come on Donna, you’re lucky that the walk to the tardis is a short one or the weight of the bags would have make a hole on the floor while you walk,’ nothing, strange, usually that kind of comment ended up with her hand hitting his head and something about calling her fat.
‘Donna, Donna’! he called her name, passing his hand in front of her face to get her attention.
‘What are you doing?’ she said grabbing his hand not so gently.
‘I was calling you, but nothing, daydreaming again?’ He said to her with a smile on his face while she sent him a murderous look.
The two walked back to the Tardis, but as Donna passed the door something shined in her right pocket.
The doctor was busy trying to repair his ship because for some reason she didn’t want to move at all. He looked at the circuits with a frown on his face and after several hours he was getting really frustrated. He sighed for a third time until he decided to do another tactic, he grabbed his sonic screwdriver, changed the setting while he was hit by a flying magazine.
‘Wh--- what?’ he said while he looked down at the offensive object that had hit his head.
‘Oi Alien boy, how long it’s going to take you?’ she asked him without any remorse on her eyes at the recent attempt to cut his head, humans weren’t inform of the danger of paper cuts.
‘It’s going to take me a few more minutes, why don’t you re-read your magazine?’ he said while he took out the wires that were in his way but after seeing that most of them ended up entangling in his head and risking a possible choking situation, he decided to called his companion for a little help.
‘Donna, why don’t you…’ but as he looked up at Donna, he noticed that something was wrong, she was glancing at his right with a rare look on her face, a look that she had never showed before not matter how horrible or dangerous it had been, because along the beauty and the wonders, there was always a little horror, and no matter how much he tried he couldn’t always protect at his companions from them.
The Doctor couldn’t help but followed with his eyes at the exact point she was looking at. And he looked in surprised at the man who was inside his ship.
He was just a man in a suit, but Donna wasn’t looking at his face or the clothes he was wearing, she was looking lower, right in the middle of his chest where his heart was or more precisely at the blood that was staining his white shirt and it was getting bigger and bigger.
chapter 1