London's Lost City

London, a perilous hive of business people, normal citizens and an array of weirdness swirling around it. For years there have been accounts of alien intervention and invasion, solely squared in on London. For all that time Claudia shrugged it off and just wrote it off as England's misfortune. Now she was having different thoughts as she hoped into a taxi as it pulled to up to the edge of the side walk of the airport, outside of the baggage claim center.

Intel had moved her to their new office building in downtown London to help head operations there. Yay promotion! Hello alien infested London She thought to herself as she peered out of the window, I'll have to learn how to drive on the wrong side of the road...and learn new television station numbers....uh!. The thought of learning the new television numbers brought a smirk to Claudia's face as the taxi pulled up to the underground transit station. It was a nice thought just thinking about television instead of a pending alien attack and it was what Claudia needed to bring herself to pay the driver then head down into the subway station.

Weaving in and out of the huge masses of people, Claudia held her messenger bag tightly beside her. Last thing she wanted was a lost bag filled with all of her inventions and a half eaten sandwich. Then at the very least, attempt looking for it in this swarm of people. Then suddenly something hit her hard enough to spin her around. A man. For him it was a simple shoulder bump, to her it was like a strike thanks to her inferior weight. "Hey!" She called out to the retreating man, calling out to the back of his black haired head and long grey coat he wore. What's a young guy wearing a World War 2 coat for? She thought with squinted eyes before turning around and continuing on her journey.

The entire time she pondered who the man was, and for some reason, she just couldn't get his image out of her mind. Shaking her head, she placed her palm up against it and walked out of the wave of people and towards a nearby wall. Resting up against it, she leaned and began to relax before suddenly falling through. Hitting the ground with her back, Claudia spun around with wide eyes to see three figures hovering over a central console. The room was dark and moist to the touch, the figures had their backs turned to her and, to her knowledge, didn't even know she was there. Slowly she backed out, one moment looking at the three figures, the next the wall of the subway station. The sound of guns loading echoed up to her ear as she stepped out.
"Hands up" A man ordered.

Putting her hands slowly up, Claudia turned around with widened eyes. Four men with red beanies and full black body armor held guns up to her, the clacking of heels echoed through the station as a black finely dressed woman walked up to the center of the four men. "What are you doing here?" The woman asked, "London just keeps getting better and better" Claudia mumbled. The subway was completely cleared out, not a person in sight, the sheer sight and thought that they were able to move all those people away, made Claudia's predicament even more dire.

Oscar had been traveling and jet lag was a pain, a real pain in this upcoming case. It was definitely an important one. The client couldn't disclose the name of the actual client base but they needed something done, hopefully it wasn't funding an intergalactic war. He chuckled, always thinking the worse case scenario. That was definitely him.

Denmark was a nice place to visit and one place he didn't miss was London, people swirled around him; on phones, on iPads, on any electronically device they could get their hands on. It was the 21st Century. Oscar shook his head, straightened his jacket and began to rush through the crowd, he knew the times of the tube were rather inaccurate but it was faster and cheaper than a taxi.

It seemed others had different opinions, as he was walking, a man had shoved into him, of course, it was normal for people to do that on a busy street but one thing that struck him was the trench coat. The coat looked as if it was from WW2, then he remembered his sister's saying about fancy dress and some sort of convention. But he couldn't help think that they were slightly idi…

Oscar looked as someone had announced to put his hands up, so he did. There was only one other woman there and four red beanie wearers, something along the lines of UNIT. The woman turned to him and he arched a brow.

"You should have put a tape or something across the entrance."

"London." Luna smiled. She had come back to see if there was any trouble or anything. She stared at the buildings and things as she walked across the crowd. Suddenly a man with a long trench coat ran into her. "Hey... aren't you...?" He ran off, not paying attention. She shook her head. He may have damaged the shimmer. She double checked it. It worked perfectly. She smiled, remembering the first time she was here. She scared everyone away because of her appearance. She might as well do it again, with all these people...
A woman told her to put her hands up. She noticed another woman, and four red beanie wearers. She wondered if they discovered her secret as they were put up. "I really don't see what all the fuss is about..."

"This area is off bounds, nobody enters...nobody leaves" The woman insisted, turning her attention from Claudia to the newly entered man, "Putting a tape to cover the area would just serve as a pedestrian exchange...this is not one of those times. Men, take these three to the command center..and keep a guard on that wall at all times". The men nodded and lowered their guns, two rushing over to Oscar to take him with Claudia and Luna, who were nudged towards the left and away from the wall. Claudia glanced at the woman beside her, thinking deeply about how she got there and who exactly she was. There was something off about her but before Claudia could put another thought into it she was nudged forward by the guard.

With guard escorts, the three were taken through the subway station and all its familiar pathways and outlooks before coming up on a subway train where the guard gestured them to stop. The doors hissed open and all were urged to enter. Claudia kept her eyes keenly open and scrutinizing as she was gestured into the cart; her gaze passing over Luna and Oscar as she turned around to face the doors as they closed.

With a thrust, the subway train raced down the track in front of it, roaring through the tunnels with light speed. Then suddenly Claudia's eyes caught sight of something she never saw before in subways. Room behind a glass wall. As if on queue, the subway train slowed down to a stop to park, the sound of steam and working gears echoed throughout the tunnel and into the train itself. Suddenly the train jerked towards the side and towards the wall, at first Claudia thought it was the train tipping over to its side and she immediately rushed to a nearby pole and latched onto it tightly. Just before the wall met the side of the train, the walls split open to reveal a docking bay for the train to fit into and be completely sealed off from the opposing world. "How could you manage all of this in a major London subway station?" Claudia asked the woman, "Welcome to UNIT...Ms. Fletcher" she replied as the doors opened and a bridge extended out to them.

On the opposite side of the bridge, stood a guard, his gun held firmly in his gloved hands as he gave salute to the oncoming general, "Mum" he said formally. The woman nodded, "We have a code 13, have we heard anything from him?" She asked the guard, who sighed and shook his head, "Well then...we'l have to deal with this by ourselves. Take these three in for questioning..let me know what comes out of it..if it's not worth our time then use procedure D". Without a word, the woman stormed off, leaving the guard to shift his attention to the three and the open doors of the train, "Interrogation room C for those three. Check them for any weapons before putting them in there" he ordered the guards behind Claudia and the other two.

Oscar frowned, all he wanted to be was home and finishing off his latest case, but clearly, that wasn't on the agenda of these people, who later introduced themselves as UNIT. it was an odd display of technology but he already knew by the official-ness of things that they were not getting out. Joined by a newcomer, he glanced at her, an eyebrow raising. There were such times when his instincts would become butterflies in his stomach but he knew she was hiding something. He continued to walk before he was ordered to stop, of course, he had dealt with clients on a similar scale to this show but not as fancy.

"A code-13? Standing for?" Oscar said, probably overstepping the boundaries a tiny bit as he was intruding into other's business. But it was an indication that the man was linked to all of this, a man and he had a clue to who it could very well be. The man who seemed to have a trench coat with him could possibly be the subject of all of this…mess.

The language that they used, it was a mix of words, an odd taste on his palette. Things were not going well but he understood that he was being taken in for questioning and immediately, he took off his jacket, a guard aimed at him, but Oscar knew he was innocent and he was simply reinforcing it. It was better to make acquaintances rather than enemies.

It was a whole world, a network down in an underground. Very weird but sent him into a young boy fantasy with all the trains and things going on but Oscar dared not to show it.

"My name is Oscar Jakobsen, a lawyer."

Luna stared at the people around her. She sudden thought of her secret. "Oh no... what if... eeek..." she involuntary said as she walked with the other two. She realised she had spoken and quickly shut her mouth. She needed to seem normal. She stared at the others, nervous of what would happen. And interrogation? She started thinking of a reply to their questions. Soon she had arranged exactly what she would say into her head. But with her nervousness, she lost her train of thought. She started thinking of the man... could it be him? She needed to focus on the task at hand. She sighed. She wanted to know where she was going... could she risk it? She took a deep breath and spoke. "Out of curiosity, where are we being taken?"

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"You heard the man" The guard behind the trio grumbled, nudging them forward and out of the subway cart and onto the plate form railing that lead them out to the wall then turned them to the left and directed them to a series of doors on their right. "Claudia Fletcher" Claudia poked the man named Oscar, introducing herself as he did just moments before, trying not to make him feel lonely in his effort to get his name out there. Smiling, Claudia glanced from Oscar to the guard in front of them escorting them to the interrogation room, "Sorry but when do you get from questioning us stopping those things behind the magic door?" she asked the guard suddenly, "Oh and not to mention that guy in the world war two coat that came just before i happened to walk into their little hidden meeting".

At the mention of the world war two man, the guard stopped and turned around to the three behind him, "World War Two?" he asked, "I need you to come with me. Take the other two into the ro-". Before the guard could finish, Claudia interrupted him, "No no. Lawyer boy and I saw the same guy. He told me while we were on the train..now the little one back there, she knows the guy she said..or knows someone who knows him...one or the two. Couldn't hear her over you guys talking so much". The guard eyed Claudia curiously, arching his eyebrow and rubbing his chin, "Yeah that's right, i've got the looks and the brains. Nice deduction there shaggy, now take us to that woman instead. I need answers and i'm not leaving here without them..and neither will Lawyer boy or little blue". The guard released a defeating sigh and gestured the other three guards off, "I'll take them into the room and catch up with you lot later". Once they were gone, he motioned for the three to follow him as he began to walk back the way they came, this time continuing his stride instead of turning left back to the subway cart.

Oscar looked at the woman, now known as Claudia, and gave her a small grin. Maybe it didn't come off as that but he did try, his brain was all over the place, what was going on and why would the WW2 guy even come into the equation. What the hell was going on!? "Yes, Lawyer--I saw the man in that coat, he shouldered me on the way into this place."

He wasn't sure whether the 'Little Blue' knew anything about this but it was getting all very technical and Oscar was afraid that he might have to ask one of the guards to either start speaking Danish or even 'dumb' it down a little. Oscar started to follow, unsure of where they were heading but whatever it was, he had been slam dunked into the middle of it all.

Great. He looked behind him to Luna. "I'm not sure where we are being taken, but should be answered all soon." Yep. There was definitely something weird with the little blue. Maybe she was some sort of alien, in which, he didn't really get surprised, many of his clients were usually badly disguised aliens in human clothing. To that, he had become non-prejudice against these aliens, no matter how weird looking they were.

Turning back to the matter at hand, he located a guard. "Can you please not leave us in the dark about what we're doing? There's no way we're going to escape and even if we do, we won't say anything."

He muttered something under his breath in Danish, Oscar wasn't pleased about the whole thing.

As Luna walked, she thought of the mystery man with the strange coat, what was it, a world world two coat? Probably. She sighed. Could he be the Man? It might be... She never saw his face properly. But he had a coat like the one she saw earlier. He had bumped into her as he ran to somewhere. Why didn't she follow him? It was too late for that. He could be anywhere now. But there was something about him that she couldn't get out of her head. As she thought about him, she lost track of the world around her, and the next thing she knows she tripped and bumped into Oscar and her shimmer fell onto the floor and within a second, she was revealed to be half cat. She said a swear word in another language and looked at everyone with a nervous smile. "This isn't what it looks like... okay, maybe it is... But please don't kill me... I'm not here to harm Earth or its people!"