Worlds Collide 2/?
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen, Alec/Magnus, Jace/Clary
Disclaimer:I don't own Torchwood or Shadowhunters or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Torchwood doesn't know about Shadowhunters and Shadowhunters don't know about Torchwood until one day their worlds accidently collide.
Warnings: Language and violence
Spoilers:Anything is fair game
Rating:G - 15
Ianto followed the red head back through the maze of corridors, both holding trays of coffee to where the rest had assembled in what looked like a conference room full of screens and other gadgets.
“Clary here tells me you're all from New York?” Ianto stated, placing the tray on the table and handing Jack and Gwen their drinks.
“We are,” the dark haired man replied, indicating each person as he spoke. “I guess we should all introduce ourselves before we go any further. I'm Alec, you now know Clary, this is Jace and last of is Magnus.”
“Ianto, Ianto Jones,” Ianto told them with a small nod of his head, “and this is Gwen and Jack.”
“Captain Jack Harkness,” Jack said, giving them his usual beaming smile. “and we are Torchwood.”
“Torchwood?” Asked Alec.
“We keep the world, well, mostly Wales safe from alien threats,” Ianto put in.
“Aliens?” Clary chuckled.
“There is a rift in time and space here in Cardiff and things slip through,” Gwen added, “sometimes aliens, sometimes, space junk and now and then a prehistoric creature!”
“You're messing with us, aren't you?” Clary grinned.
“Nope!” Ianto retorted, glancing at Jack.
“So, you call yourself Shadowhunters and you stated that we were mundanes because we had no demon or angel blood?” Jack said, “Who exactly are you and what do you do?”
“Shadowhunters are half angel and half Mundane,” Alec explained. “then there are the downworlders, Werewolves, Vampires, Faeries and Warlocks for example who are half human and half demon. We ...”
“And you think we were joking where we said aliens?” Gwen butted in, “and you want us to believe all those things are real?”
“All the stories are true,” Clary replied, “in fact, not long ago I never knew about the shadow world or that I belonged it until I got caught up in it by accident.”
“Magnus is not a shadowhunter, is he?” Ianto asked curiously. “The rest of you are all dressed alike in black and leather. Magnus, why are you with this bunch?”
“I'm a Warlock,” Magnus replied. “I work with them, help them out when they need by talents.”
“So, a Warlock?” Gwen grinned then added, “That explains the sparks that came out your fingers earlier then? You can perform magic?”
“Indeed,” Magnus smiled, he clicked his fingers causing a blue flash of light and a single rose appeared in his hand, which he handed to Gwen.
Nobody missed the small pout Alec had on his face.
“You know it's only you I love,” Magnus smiled.
“yeah,” Alec smiled back.
“Oh get a room!” Jace laughed.
Gwen laughed, “I'm not the only one to use that line then!”
“So, who do you hunt them then, downworlders?” Ianto asked, changing the subject.
“Only the ones that go rogue, we keep the world safe from demons.” Clary replied.
“Demons” Jack nodded.
“So, you believe demons exist?” Alec asked.
“I'm not convinced about the other things you mentioned, but Demons? Yes. One killed me once,” Jack told him, “Abaddon.”
“Wait, killed you?” Jace asked, “if he killed you … but you're not dead.”
“I can't die,” Jack stated.
“Technically he can die, he just doesn't stay dead!” Gwen added.
“You can't die?” Clary asked, “How is that even possible.”
“Something happened to me a long time ago, in the future. I died and was pulled back to life,” Jack explained, “and now I am immortal.”
“A long time ago, in the future?” Jack frowned, “That makes no sense!”
“I was killed in the future, fighting to save the population of a space station,” Jack explained, “but after I came back to life I found myself stranded. Luckily I had my vortex manipulator on me and I set it to return here, back on earth but it's not the perfect way to time travel and I found myself one hundred years too early.”
“Vortex manipulator?” Asked Clary, Not at all sure the man wasn't make up some story.
Jack showed her the device on his wrist.
“It burnt out, I couldn't use it again,” Jack told her, “so I was stuck here waiting.”
“But your a mundane? Human?” Alec asked.
“Not completely,” Jack shrugged, “I'm not from around here.”
“So you're an alien?” Clary frowned.
“Not in that sense of the world,” Jack explained. “I am from the future, human life finds it way out into the stars, they evolve, met other humanoid species and … yes, I am part human.”
“From the future,” Magnus put in, “You said you were waiting, waiting for what?”
“Not a what, a who. Someone. This is the best place to do so,” Jack answered, “he comes here sometimes to refuel his ship, his TARDIS and I need to be here when he did.”
“Ship? TARDIS?” Magnus asked, “Is he an alien?”
“Yes,” Jack grinned, “he is a Time Lord and has saved the earth from aliens more times than you could ever imagine.”
“Time Lord,” chuckled Jace.
“Last of his kind,” Jack said sadly, “the rest died in a war fighting one of Earth's biggest enemies, the Daleks.”
“But, Time Lord, that sounds rather pretentious?” Jace laughed.
Jack shrugged. “He is what he is and was hoping he could fix me.”
“You don't want to stay immortal?” Alex asked, glancing quickly at Magnus.
“No, I'm already thousands of years old, “Jack explained. “long story involving my brother and being taken back far into the past and buried … until not long ago ...”
“But … if you can't die ...” Clary asked with a look of horror on her face.
“I spent the time alternating between dying of suffocation and gasping back to life,” Jack replied, confirming her suspicions. “I am ageing, albeit very slowly, I find the odd grey hair and the thought of spending who knows how many thousands of more years I might live … a little scary.”
“You never said?” Ianto said quietly.
“Well, nothing can fix it anyway, the Doctor came, he told me there was nothing he could do. That I was a fixed point in time … and … I try not to think about it, for various reasons.” Jack answered honestly. “I need to live in the here and now, live my life. Helping to keep Cardiff safe from Aliens with Ianto and Gwen and … enjoying time with Ianto. I would never have met him if I hadn't come to Cardiff, for however long we have. ”
“Torchwood is a dangerous job,” Gwen put in sadly, “most employees don't live long lives.”
“Like Tosh and Owen,” Ianto added sadly. “Died saving the world.”
“Bit like ours then,” Jace nodded.
“Anyway,” Why are you here in Cardiff and not at home in New York?” Gwen asked brightly, trying to shake off the sadness.
“This place, this institute has been dormant for a long time,” Alec explained. “left on automatic I guess you could say as there hadn't been any demonic activity in more that 70 years. We were given the mission to come and check it out, make sure it was still in one piece.”
“But what about when Abaddon was here?” Ianto frowned. “We could have really used you back then!”
“That is strange,” Jace admitted, “we should have got an alert from the system.”
“Perhaps it's got a glitch,” Clary put it.
“Yeah,” Alec nodded thoughtfully, “we should check all the systems thoroughly before we leave again.”
“You mentioned somewhere … the hub?” Jace asked. “Is that your base?”
“Yeah,” Ianto answered, “not a patch on this place though, less high tech!”
“Maybe but they don't have a Weevil in the cells or a Pterodactyl as a pet,” Jack grinned.
“Pterodactyl?” Clary gasped, “An actual prehistoric creature?”
“She slipped through the rift, Ianto and I captured her,” Jack explained. “you could say she played a part in us getting together.”
“Wow!” Clary exclaimed, “That I have to see!”
“If we have time,” Alec told her. “We're on a tight schedule.”
“Since when has that ever stopped us?” Jace laughed.
“Anyway, it's almost lunchtime, who's hungry?” Jack put in.
“Starving!” Alec admitted.
“Okay, food,” Jack said. “what do you fancy, pizza, Chinese, fish and chips? Anything else?”
“Pizza,” Alec and Jace responded in unison.
“Good choice,” Jack nodded. “pizza okay with everyone?”
The others nodded in agreement.
“Well, I guess we can't get it delivered to what looks like an abandoned church,” Ianto said with a small sigh, “I'll go and get some, any preferences?”
They all put in what that wanted and Ianto grabbed his coat. He was about to leave when he heard a voice call out to him.
“You know, I could conjurer them up with magic?” Magnus told him.
“It's okay, I could do with a bit of fresh air,” Ianto replied.
“If your sure.” Magnus said and returned to the group.
Ianto was literally out the door when another voice called out to him, Alec's.
“Do you mind if I come with you?” Alec asked.
“Sure, if you want,” Ianto replied, “it's not far.”
Once in the car and driving Alec said, “There's something I wanted to ask you.”
TBC
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen, Alec/Magnus, Jace/Clary
Disclaimer:I don't own Torchwood or Shadowhunters or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Torchwood doesn't know about Shadowhunters and Shadowhunters don't know about Torchwood until one day their worlds accidently collide.
Warnings: Language and violence
Spoilers:Anything is fair game
Rating:G - 15
Ianto followed the red head back through the maze of corridors, both holding trays of coffee to where the rest had assembled in what looked like a conference room full of screens and other gadgets.
“Clary here tells me you're all from New York?” Ianto stated, placing the tray on the table and handing Jack and Gwen their drinks.
“We are,” the dark haired man replied, indicating each person as he spoke. “I guess we should all introduce ourselves before we go any further. I'm Alec, you now know Clary, this is Jace and last of is Magnus.”
“Ianto, Ianto Jones,” Ianto told them with a small nod of his head, “and this is Gwen and Jack.”
“Captain Jack Harkness,” Jack said, giving them his usual beaming smile. “and we are Torchwood.”
“Torchwood?” Asked Alec.
“We keep the world, well, mostly Wales safe from alien threats,” Ianto put in.
“Aliens?” Clary chuckled.
“There is a rift in time and space here in Cardiff and things slip through,” Gwen added, “sometimes aliens, sometimes, space junk and now and then a prehistoric creature!”
“You're messing with us, aren't you?” Clary grinned.
“Nope!” Ianto retorted, glancing at Jack.
“So, you call yourself Shadowhunters and you stated that we were mundanes because we had no demon or angel blood?” Jack said, “Who exactly are you and what do you do?”
“Shadowhunters are half angel and half Mundane,” Alec explained. “then there are the downworlders, Werewolves, Vampires, Faeries and Warlocks for example who are half human and half demon. We ...”
“And you think we were joking where we said aliens?” Gwen butted in, “and you want us to believe all those things are real?”
“All the stories are true,” Clary replied, “in fact, not long ago I never knew about the shadow world or that I belonged it until I got caught up in it by accident.”
“Magnus is not a shadowhunter, is he?” Ianto asked curiously. “The rest of you are all dressed alike in black and leather. Magnus, why are you with this bunch?”
“I'm a Warlock,” Magnus replied. “I work with them, help them out when they need by talents.”
“So, a Warlock?” Gwen grinned then added, “That explains the sparks that came out your fingers earlier then? You can perform magic?”
“Indeed,” Magnus smiled, he clicked his fingers causing a blue flash of light and a single rose appeared in his hand, which he handed to Gwen.
Nobody missed the small pout Alec had on his face.
“You know it's only you I love,” Magnus smiled.
“yeah,” Alec smiled back.
“Oh get a room!” Jace laughed.
Gwen laughed, “I'm not the only one to use that line then!”
“So, who do you hunt them then, downworlders?” Ianto asked, changing the subject.
“Only the ones that go rogue, we keep the world safe from demons.” Clary replied.
“Demons” Jack nodded.
“So, you believe demons exist?” Alec asked.
“I'm not convinced about the other things you mentioned, but Demons? Yes. One killed me once,” Jack told him, “Abaddon.”
“Wait, killed you?” Jace asked, “if he killed you … but you're not dead.”
“I can't die,” Jack stated.
“Technically he can die, he just doesn't stay dead!” Gwen added.
“You can't die?” Clary asked, “How is that even possible.”
“Something happened to me a long time ago, in the future. I died and was pulled back to life,” Jack explained, “and now I am immortal.”
“A long time ago, in the future?” Jack frowned, “That makes no sense!”
“I was killed in the future, fighting to save the population of a space station,” Jack explained, “but after I came back to life I found myself stranded. Luckily I had my vortex manipulator on me and I set it to return here, back on earth but it's not the perfect way to time travel and I found myself one hundred years too early.”
“Vortex manipulator?” Asked Clary, Not at all sure the man wasn't make up some story.
Jack showed her the device on his wrist.
“It burnt out, I couldn't use it again,” Jack told her, “so I was stuck here waiting.”
“But your a mundane? Human?” Alec asked.
“Not completely,” Jack shrugged, “I'm not from around here.”
“So you're an alien?” Clary frowned.
“Not in that sense of the world,” Jack explained. “I am from the future, human life finds it way out into the stars, they evolve, met other humanoid species and … yes, I am part human.”
“From the future,” Magnus put in, “You said you were waiting, waiting for what?”
“Not a what, a who. Someone. This is the best place to do so,” Jack answered, “he comes here sometimes to refuel his ship, his TARDIS and I need to be here when he did.”
“Ship? TARDIS?” Magnus asked, “Is he an alien?”
“Yes,” Jack grinned, “he is a Time Lord and has saved the earth from aliens more times than you could ever imagine.”
“Time Lord,” chuckled Jace.
“Last of his kind,” Jack said sadly, “the rest died in a war fighting one of Earth's biggest enemies, the Daleks.”
“But, Time Lord, that sounds rather pretentious?” Jace laughed.
Jack shrugged. “He is what he is and was hoping he could fix me.”
“You don't want to stay immortal?” Alex asked, glancing quickly at Magnus.
“No, I'm already thousands of years old, “Jack explained. “long story involving my brother and being taken back far into the past and buried … until not long ago ...”
“But … if you can't die ...” Clary asked with a look of horror on her face.
“I spent the time alternating between dying of suffocation and gasping back to life,” Jack replied, confirming her suspicions. “I am ageing, albeit very slowly, I find the odd grey hair and the thought of spending who knows how many thousands of more years I might live … a little scary.”
“You never said?” Ianto said quietly.
“Well, nothing can fix it anyway, the Doctor came, he told me there was nothing he could do. That I was a fixed point in time … and … I try not to think about it, for various reasons.” Jack answered honestly. “I need to live in the here and now, live my life. Helping to keep Cardiff safe from Aliens with Ianto and Gwen and … enjoying time with Ianto. I would never have met him if I hadn't come to Cardiff, for however long we have. ”
“Torchwood is a dangerous job,” Gwen put in sadly, “most employees don't live long lives.”
“Like Tosh and Owen,” Ianto added sadly. “Died saving the world.”
“Bit like ours then,” Jace nodded.
“Anyway,” Why are you here in Cardiff and not at home in New York?” Gwen asked brightly, trying to shake off the sadness.
“This place, this institute has been dormant for a long time,” Alec explained. “left on automatic I guess you could say as there hadn't been any demonic activity in more that 70 years. We were given the mission to come and check it out, make sure it was still in one piece.”
“But what about when Abaddon was here?” Ianto frowned. “We could have really used you back then!”
“That is strange,” Jace admitted, “we should have got an alert from the system.”
“Perhaps it's got a glitch,” Clary put it.
“Yeah,” Alec nodded thoughtfully, “we should check all the systems thoroughly before we leave again.”
“You mentioned somewhere … the hub?” Jace asked. “Is that your base?”
“Yeah,” Ianto answered, “not a patch on this place though, less high tech!”
“Maybe but they don't have a Weevil in the cells or a Pterodactyl as a pet,” Jack grinned.
“Pterodactyl?” Clary gasped, “An actual prehistoric creature?”
“She slipped through the rift, Ianto and I captured her,” Jack explained. “you could say she played a part in us getting together.”
“Wow!” Clary exclaimed, “That I have to see!”
“If we have time,” Alec told her. “We're on a tight schedule.”
“Since when has that ever stopped us?” Jace laughed.
“Anyway, it's almost lunchtime, who's hungry?” Jack put in.
“Starving!” Alec admitted.
“Okay, food,” Jack said. “what do you fancy, pizza, Chinese, fish and chips? Anything else?”
“Pizza,” Alec and Jace responded in unison.
“Good choice,” Jack nodded. “pizza okay with everyone?”
The others nodded in agreement.
“Well, I guess we can't get it delivered to what looks like an abandoned church,” Ianto said with a small sigh, “I'll go and get some, any preferences?”
They all put in what that wanted and Ianto grabbed his coat. He was about to leave when he heard a voice call out to him.
“You know, I could conjurer them up with magic?” Magnus told him.
“It's okay, I could do with a bit of fresh air,” Ianto replied.
“If your sure.” Magnus said and returned to the group.
Ianto was literally out the door when another voice called out to him, Alec's.
“Do you mind if I come with you?” Alec asked.
“Sure, if you want,” Ianto replied, “it's not far.”
Once in the car and driving Alec said, “There's something I wanted to ask you.”
TBC