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The girl stumbled through the rift and landed in jacks arms.
"Ca-captain?" She asked before she fainted against his chest.
"Do you know her sir?"
"Oh god... I... I haven't seen her for years..."
"Who is she Jack?" Gwen asked.
"Red."
"What?"
"She's bleeding, come on lets get her back to Torchwood, I'll explain when we get there." He said picking her up. She looked like hell. she was wearing a torn up dress, she was banged up and very dirty.
A few minutes later...
"She's an Alien, her name is Redallanna Silver. She's from a race that look a lot like humans. she was going by Carla last time i saw her. She's part of an enslaved race, of which only four survived, at least that's how it was in the 51 century. no body actually knows what happened to the mistwalkers. They just kind of vanished."
He paused. "When i first met her she was enslaved to a woman named Lady Anne, she owned a planet called Syn. She was psychotic she also invented one of the most hainess forms of torture ever known to the universe. Lady Anne hired me to take care of a group of people that were uprising against her. Thats when I met her. She was beautiful... i was hired a few days later to catch her, but she got away haven't seen her since... She saved my pathetic life... I think thats..."
"How'd she save you, sir?" Ianto asked, glancing back.
"It was... I was chasing her and she ducked into a cave under a cliff, filled the area up with mist and I ran off the cliff. She could have just gotten away and left, but instead she went in after me and pulled me to shore. she preformed CPR on me and brought me back. She even nursed me back to health, patched my wounds, everything. When I woke up she was feeding me. She jumped back and pointed my gun at me. she said-"
"Don't you ******** dare take me back to the screaming daughter of a whore and a horses a**, I'm not above killing a pathetic human." She said, sitting up, she writhed in pain for a moment then she hissed.
"Damn this collar!" she moaned, clawing at it.
"Hello Red."
"Captain." She saluted lightly and smirked.
"How do you know that name?"
she looked at him like he was stupid and rolled her eyes.
"Your a moron." She said, with a laugh.
"Am I?"
"Mind reader?" She said, running a gesturing hand over her body. "Me?" She chuckled. "you seemed less clueless last time we spoke." She said, she had a very soft voice, they all strained to hear her.
"Well, aren't you nice?" He chuckled. She dropped and writhed again. "Whats wrong?"
"The... damn... collar!" She squealed. "Its solidifying my flesh and bone! AHHHH!" She arched and hissed. "Its... the most painful ex...periance I've ever been through!" She grabbed Jacks shoulder and yanked him to her. "You work for torchwood, you must have the techno stuff to....disable this thing!" She cried.
He pushed her head against the bed and touched the collar.
"Is that a 17-s ex collaborated phantom inhibitor drive?"
"N-no, its a blade 17 twelve, her personal design. IS wired into my central nervous system." she rolled over her her stomach and pushed her hair off of her neck. There was a mess of wired and metal slid into her neck and all the way down her spine.
"It takes a thumb print, voice activation and 17 codes to get off. I have the codes..." She said sitting up, the fit was over. "Every-time she pushes a button the collar emmits a frequency, unique to the collar, when its combined with my genetic make up its a homade
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