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Torchwood Ten.
When everything changes, you call on the best. In London, the best is Torchwood Ten.
It was 1879. Queen Victoria had been presented with proof that there was more to the universe than she wanted to know. She created an organisation to deal with the things that she did not want to know about, ever again. One that she granted unlimited powers to, one that could creep through the night or stand glorious in the sunrise. She empowered The Torchwood Institute.
By the turn of the century there were facilities across the Empire. All working hard to prevent the general public in blissful ignorance.
Torchwood stood strong for decades. Then in one night of fury, one cataclysmic inferno of metal men, terror and desperation, Torchwood crumpled and failed. In a feat no less daring than the one that freed the world, Captain Jack Harkness remade Torchwood. And once he was finished and satisfied with all he could accomplish outside, he turned his gaze back towards London. Back to a facility that had been closed years before.
They are an elite, handpicked team. In a city where past and present rub shoulders as often as alien and human, and the unreal is likely to sit down and ask for a cup of tea, they stand steadfast between the realm of man and the expanse of the unknown.
Their job description is simple. Keep the truth where it belongs and stay alive long enough to make a difference.