"Jack, he's waking up!" I heard somebody shout as I cracked open my eyes.

"Make sure he stays secure!"

Secure? Are they talking about me? I opened my eyes the rest of the way, there was a bright light shining right over me. I tried to look around, but my head was strapped down. After a quick round of violent struggling, I found that there were straps on my head, wrists, ankles, and waist.

"What's going on!?" I shouted. I tried to make it sound angry, but fear and confusion seeped into my voice.

"Why don't you tell me?" A brown haired man dressed like a doctor said as he came over to check the straps.

"How did you get in here?"

"What? How did I get in here? I was about to ask you the same thing! I don't even know where here is!"

The man gave me a flat look. "So you want to do it that way. Jack, he doesn't want to talk."

Footsteps sounded, coming closer. "Who are you and what do you want." A in a large coat asked as he strides over to me.

"I'm... I'm..." I couldn't remember... I couldn't remember my own name...

"Alright, we can play it like that. Owen, put him out."

"No! Wait! I can't-" I was cut short by a needle in my arm, that put me sound asleep.

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In... Out... In... Out...

I took each raspy breath deliberately as I slowly came to. Raspy? What's wrong with my throat? I took a large breath to clear my throat with, and that's when I noticed it. The breathing continued while I held my breath. It wasn't my breathing.

My eyes snapped open and went wide with shock. I was in a small cell with concrete walls, concrete benches coming out of the walls, and a glass door that I'm guessing was bullet proof. Laying down across from me was a sleeping... Something... It looked like a monster from some story you read as a child. It was the size of a large muscular man, it had large teeth, a hairless, rodent like face, and it was wearing a jumpsuit. It was also sleeping, which I was very grateful for.

"It's called a Weevil. It's been sedated, for now." The man with the trench coat had appeared outside the door.

"I'll make you a deal. You tell me who you are and how you got in here, I'll let you out before that thing wakes up and eats you."

"Please, you have to believe me! I don't know how I got here, I thought you brought me in!"

The man gave me a stern look fora few seconds, and then a smile broke out on his face. "I believe you"

"You do?"

"I put a chip on the back of your neck, it won't let you lie. That's why I put you in the cell with the weevil, I figured it would distract you from it."

I looked at him strangely. This must be some sort of trick.

"Here, why don't you come on out, I'm Captain Jack Harkness, you can call me Jack." He said as he opened the door.

Still cautious, I slowly got up and walked out of the cell, and followed Jack down a hallway leading to a large underground chamber filled with technology.

"Welcome to Torchwood."

He took me into a room with a projection screen and a long table, which four people were sitting at.

"This is Owen, Tosh, Gwen, and Ianto."

They waved a quick hello to me, but it was obvious that we were about to get down to business.

"You can sit down by Owen over there. Owen, take that chip out for him."

As Owen took the chip off of the back of my neck, which was surprisingly painless, Jack opened a video up on the screen.

"The CCTV network went offline a second before your appearance, but we managed to get this."

He played the video. First, the camera was just rebooting, then it showed a view of a plaza, open space. There was a large reflective monument of some sort in the center. The same monument, I realized, that was going right through the center of the building we were in. After a second, I noticed myself, laying on the sidewalk, naked, and sleeping. There were burn marks on the concrete around me. The section of sidewalk that I was on suddenly started sinking into the ground, and down I went, apparently going to where I am now.

The video stopped, and Jack said "That's all we got of your entrance. I can tell you though, we all heard a small explosion right before you came down. We assumed that you had knocked yourself unconscious with your own explosive device, attempting to get into the hub."

"Is that where I am now? The hub?"

"Yes, this is the Torchwood hub, but we have bigger things to worry about. Tosh was just looking at the recordings of the rift at the time of your entrance. There was a huge spike of rift energy when you came in."

What is this guy talking about? "Rift energy?" I asked, not trying at all to mask my confusion.

"Cardiff, where we are now, is in the center of a rift, a tear in the fabric of time and space. It routinely throws things from other times and universes into our world. But you're not from another universe, or another time. That's the mystery. You don't remember anything about your past?"

"No, not a single thing...." I replied solemnly.

"Well we can't have him walking around without a name can we?" Gwen chimed in.

"What should we call you love?"

"I don't know, I just...." It was too much, it was all starting to hit me. I was here with those strange people, I didn't even know my own name, and I had absolutely no idea what to do. It didn't take long for me to start tearing up.

"Oh it's alright, why don't you come with me. We'll get your fingerprints, a DNA sample, and who knows, we might yet find out who you are." Gwen led me to back to the table that I was laying of when I first woke up. She took my fingerprint, a small blood sample, and a picture, for some fancy facial recognition software. I stood looking over her shoulder, fingers crossed as she plugged the information into the computer, and began searching for my identity.

Jack walked over and put his hand on my shoulder. "This is going to take a while. We searched for clues, but we found nothing, just a few scorch marks, would you like to see it?"

Apprehension grasped me for a moment at the thought of going outside... Why? It's not like I've never been outside before...

"Sure" I agreed.

Jack pressed a button, and a panel lowered from the ceiling. We got on, and once again I started to feel weird about being outside. The concrete platform started to raise. As I looked up and saw the blue sky above me, fear clenched at my gut. Here we go.

Author's Note

I just recently regained the compulsion to write stories again. I started off by adding a bit to this chapter. More chapters on the way, along with another story.