Alesha Phillips ran. Something was after her and she was more scared than she had ever been in her life. She had been through a lot already and had seen even more evil – it came with her job. As a prosecutor you saw the worst of the worst. She thought that nothing would be able to shock her anymore. But she was wrong. She had been on her way home, when she saw it. She had no idea what exactly it was. It didn’t look human. She might have thought that it was just someone in a costume. But somehow she was sure that that wasn’t the case. Whatever that thing was, it felt evil and... alien. It didn’t belong here. But it was here, and it was following her.
Alesha came to a halt, her eyes wide. She was at a dead-end. Cursing she turned around and froze. It was too late to go back. The creature was past the corner already, blocking her only way out.
As it came closer Alesha suddenly heard a scream and then noticed that it came from her own mouth. She clasped a hand over her mouth, unsure if screaming was a good idea. Would someone come and save her if they heard her? Or would she just attract the attention of innocent people and put them in danger, too?
The next second Alesha heard gunshots. The creature turned around, staggered and after a few more shots finally fell to the ground.
Martha Jones lowered her gun and glanced over to Jack Harkness. “You think it’s dead?”
Jack shrugged, walked towards the alien, knelt down beside it and felt for a pulse.
“Unless it’s like me it’s not getting up again,” he stated while getting up.
Martha smirked, then turned to the woman standing a few feet away. Judging by her previous scream she must be scared to hell.
“I’ll call Gwen and tell her to bring a van to get rid of this,” Jack said and then gestured towards the woman, indicating for Martha to talk to her.
Martha nodded and walked towards the woman. When she got closer she however froze.
Jack flipped his mobile shut and put it in his pocked as he jogged towards Martha.
“What is it?” he asked. Then his eyes locked on the woman and he froze as well.
Martha tore her eyes away from the woman and glanced at Jack. “What oh? Is she some kind of alien shape-shifter or something?”
Jack pulled out a small device and turned it on. “Not according to this. 100% human.”
Martha frowned. Assuming that Jack’s device was correct and didn’t get fooled by an alien – she had seen something like that happen before, on the day she saw her very first alien actually – she did have a doppelganger!
“Oh my god,” Martha muttered silently.
Jack just smirked. “You so don’t want to know what I’m thinking right now.”
Martha turned to Jack and elbowed him.