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Alright, so maybe sneaking out at night wasn’t the best of ideas. But to be fair, he hadn’t really expected anything bad would happen. He certainly didn’t expect to be chased by a pair of strange men in jumpsuits and rather strange masks. They looked like wrinkled bald monkeys with no noses, and they were snarling at him.
It was at this moment, Gavri really wished he had stayed at home in his bed. Then he wouldn’t have run into these not so friendly guys, and he wouldn’t be stuck in this dead-end alley. His hearts were pounding against his ribcage as they got closer, his back was against the brick wall and he couldn’t escape. He slid down to the ground, putting his arms above his head. He shut his bright blue eyes, so at least he wouldn’t have to see what was going to happen next.
When he felt razor sharp points make their way past the cloth from his jacket and into his skin, he realized they weren’t like normal humans. They probably weren’t human at all… He kicked his legs trying to get them off of him, but each effort he made seemed useless. It terrified him, these creatures, the pain, the feeling of helplessness, and the blood that was trickling down his elbow. It hurt so much, every bite and scratch; it almost made him want to pass out.
It wasn’t until the sound of two loud cracks, and those things thudding onto the ground, did Gavri really jump. He could feel his tears running down his face, as he let his arms fall down to his side. His limbs were throbbing, and he might have broken a rib. He wanted his papa, he wanted his mama, he wanted Sebby to come save him. Everything was hurting… Granted everything would heal in a little while, but it was worse than when his big brother broke his arm.
Owen grumbles as he gets into the Torchwood van. He glares at the console and starts the engine he wants to be at home or at the bar not on the road investigating a massive weevil siting in downtown Cardiff. He turns up the volume on the radio and listens to the latest hit on the top ten listing. He watches the scenery for any signs of the weevils but finds nothing. As he is beginning to grow fed up with this wild goose chase he begins to grumble even louder and wish he had fought this mission and sent either Gwen or Tosh, or even Ianto, but instead he finds himself on a wild weevil chase.
Then he sees a slight movement out of the corner of his eyes and he stops. He scans the area and realizes there is a weevil out there. He grabs his tranquilizer and hand gun then leaps out of the van and starts to chase the weevil who is heading into the town. He keeps chasing the oddly intent beast and then realizes why when he sees another one, it dawns on him that the creatures are hunting. What they are hunting is not known to him, but what he does know is that he is going to make sure they don't catch it. He dives into the shadows and begins to follow the creatures.
Suddenly he sees their prey is a young man and his anger flares. They were chasing a young human, not on his watch, he would not allow this. He draws his gun and puts on another burst of speed and begins to draw within range of the creatures. He finally runs around the corner into the alley and hears a scream. He sees the young man is covered by the two weevils and sees red. He aims his gun and fires the two weevils fall dead with satisfying thuds. He then rushes forward as the man falls himself. Fear flairs in his veins and he kneels beside the boy. When he hears the boy speak relief fills his system chasing the chill away. He looks the child over and quickly grabs his communicator. "Torchwood Three this is Owen Harper prepare the med bay I have a young man coming in after a weevil attack." He leans down and says gently. "Look kid I'm gonna have to move you. You have been attacked by a pair of weevils and need medical attention." He bends down and begins to pick him up.
Gavri tried to focus on his rescuer so as not to pass out from the loss of blood. The man, who had saved him and was currently, kneeling by him; clearly was not his papa. He blinked slowly as the strange man spoke into something, maybe a radio or walkie-talkie. Gavri was struggling to focus on what the man was saying. Only he found it more difficult than it should have been. On top of that, he could feel his body slowly starting to heal its more dangerous internal injuries. He could only think of how he was going to have to explain the state of his clothes if his parents saw them…
He shook his head as the man picked him up, “I-I’m going… t-to be fine…” Gavri managed to stutter out. His skin glowed with a soft golden color, which seemed to be getting stronger as it got to work on the outer wounds, “S-see?” It was only going take a little bit more before he would be completely healed, and then he wouldn’t have to worry. Gavri looked at his slashed arm, watching as the muscles, veins, and skin were growing back to their proper place without leaving a scar. Almost as if he was never a victim of a horrific attack by weevils. He looked back up at his savior with his bright blue eyes, “I-I’m okay… C-can I go home?” he asked hopefully.
He shook his head as the man picked him up, “I-I’m going… t-to be fine…” Gavri managed to stutter out.
Owen looked at the boy in utter shock. He was healing without assistance right before the flabbergasted doctor’s eyes. “What the blazes? “ However he was about to find out that he was in for an even greater shock as he watched the boy suddenly begin to glow! As in glow golden and then heal even more!
“S-see?”
He did see, he saw very well as the boy glowed golden and then became a healthy sound patient. Owen hadn’t even needed to disinfect the wounds. A startled “Y-yes I see” made it from his lips and he let the boy go while he tried to calm his racing heart. “What was that?” He blinked and noticed the boy was looking at him and speaking again.
“I-I’m okay… C-can I go home?” he asked hopefully.
The hope in the boy’s tone touched Owen. “Yes of course you can. I would never keep you from your home.” Policy dictated he brought the boy in for testing at this point in time. But it was obvious from the boy’s reaction this was normal, not only that but he wasn’t a threat at all and not homeless. “But we should probably get you cleaned up so we don’t startle your parents hmm?”
For some reason the rough and tumble Owen felt a soft spot forming in his heart for this boy. He was so kind and innocent even after a scary weevil attack Owen couldn’t help feeling a little bit worried for him. He’d never admit that to the team of course, he had a reputation to maintain after all. “I wonder if there’s a place open to get you some clothes somewhere?” He offered his hand to the boy. “Wanna go on an adventure?” He smiled at the boy to reassure him while hoping the boy didn’t think he was going to take him from his family at the same time.?
Gavri relaxed a little when the man agreed to let him go home, all the while silently making a promise to stand inside the house during bedtime. However, that thought was quickly pushed out of his head as soon as his hero had suggested that he should get cleaned up before going home. Gavri looked over his clothes, noting the several rips and tears that was the only indication that he had even been attacked; he sighed in irritation, he had only just gotten these too, and there was no way he would be able to mend that. “Ouais…” He agreed with a soft tone, “That is a good idea...”
“I wouldn’t know… I don’t really go shopping this late at night.” Gavri replied, accepting the man’s hand and pulling himself back on his feet, straightening out his back slowly as he stood up. “I try to stay near the park, but… tonight I guess you could say something caught my attention.” He continued nervously before going on with his own question. “What kind of an adventure?” He asked, the curiosity was obvious in his voice. “Oh, uh.. I’m Gavri Keats.”
“I wouldn’t know… I don’t really go shopping this late at night.”
Owen nodded to the kid and thought a bit. "Well we could go to the Hub. I might be able to find you some clothes there." He nods and lets the kid stand using his hand. "You're right though, I doubt there are very many places to go to shop for your clothes." He sighed, he didn't want to bring the kid to the Hub, expose him to Jack who might try to recruit the child. Yet he also couldn't stand the thought of the child going home looking like this.
“What kind of an adventure?”
Owen looked down at the boy. "One that means finding a way to keep you safe and sound." He didn't know how but he was going to keep the boy safe if he could. He wasn't going to let him stay in danger if he could help it. "So do you want to come with me on an adventure?" He really hoped the kid said yes but if he said no then Owen would respect that and leave him alone.
“Oh, uh.. I’m Gavri Keats.”
"Well then. Hello Gavri ." He folded his arms and waited for an answer from the child.
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