Fic: The Oncoming Storm (Slash, AU, Janto 16/40 Part 2)
Author: d8rkmessngr
Pairing: Jack/OMC, Jack/?, Jack/Ianto eventually, het and slash
Rating: NC-17 (betaed)
Summary: He left Jack on the game station. Abandoned. But then…he came back…different. An AU look on what happens if things happened differently. Doctor Who 'verse with Torchwood later on. Be sure to read the warnings.
Warnings: Please read each chapter's individual warnings. Some parts down the road may briefly mention non-con, abuse, and/or violence. Dark in the beginning. Please note there are some dark thoughts as my boys are broken…for now. Each chapter will be labeled for your convenience.
Author's Notes: Please note this is an AU that will cross over DW to TW season one. I'm probably spoiling my own story, but it will eventually be Janto. There's a bit of a journey first. I hope you enjoy. I'm working on this and intend to post regularly every other day. And again, I always believe in happy endings. So without further ado…
Disclaimer: RTD and BBC owns them. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Warning For This Chapter: Violence, minor character death
Notes For This Chapter: it's not necessary, but please note there are parallels to DW's "Doomsday", "Army of Ghosts", and TW's "Fragments". No spoilers, but history and ages are based and parallel the episodes. Again, not required viewing but you may want to go to a Wiki and consider reading. :) Dialogue in the beginning of some scenes are taken out of DW's "Army of Ghosts" and "Doomsday". But because I'm not too familiar with DW, they may be out of order. Sorry.
Prologue + Ch , Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8, Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11, Ch 12, Ch 13, Ch 14, Ch 15, Ch 16 1/2
Master Fic List: here
Chapter 16
Act IV: (Cont'd) "I did my duty to queen and country! I did my duty. I did my duty. Oh God. I did my duty."
Ianto struggled and kicked, but it was no good. Just like the gun, his efforts didn't faze the Cyberman. He shouted as it pulled him into the sealed off area. As soon as he passed the tarp, Ianto knew where all the sounds were from.
They looked like the dais Harkness had been bound to, only these were made of metal and all occupied by people. Screaming. Their shadows stretched across walls as fire immortalized their death throes as shades. Their screams sometimes grew louder than the machines. Machines descended from the ceiling; arms tipped with what looked like drills and knives. Flesh gradually disappeared underneath bloodstained metal skin.
"No!" Ianto twisted in the iron grip when he saw it was taking him to an empty platform. He struggled hard enough that there was a sickening pop of his right shoulder. He nearly passed out, dots filling his vision and when they finally cleared, he was latched in. Ianto stared, ice lodging in his throat as he saw the instruments above, idle.
"Start conversion."
"No! Stop!" Ianto shook as the metal arms began to move. His back arched in what little room it was afforded. He stared, shaking, as one arm with what looked like a drill drew closer.
"Start deletion. Start deletion."
Oh God. Ianto turned his head, trying to move his head away as the drill grew closer. He could feel its breeze just off his left eye, the static charge as it whirred. He cried out in anger, in fear.
And then it stopped.
Ianto opened his eyes, his breathing ragged. He kept his head turned away. He could feel the drill against his hair, its sharp point pricking the top edge of his ear.
"You're okay. You're okay." A deep voice coupled with the sharp edged sensation disappearing from his ear made Ianto release a shuddering sob.
"Alright. Alright."
Hands hastily released the binds and Ianto practically rolled off the platform. He was caught before he fell off completely. Ianto clutched the broad shoulders. He couldn't stop shaking.
"It's over. You're okay." Harkness held him as tight as Ianto grasped him. The captain pulled him to his feet. "Let's get out of here-"
"No, wait." Ianto untangled himself from Harkness. "I have to find…have to find Lisa…"
"There's nothing left here-Ianto!" Harkness spun him around by the shoulders. "Who? Who do you have to find?"
"My girlfriend!" Ianto blurted out, his mind reeling. "She was up here. God, I left her up here to…to get you!" Ianto grabbed the lapels of Harkness' coat. "Please! This is all my fault! I have to find her! I never should have left her!" Ianto twisted away to look, but Harkness stopped him.
"We'll…" Harkness sounded gruff. "We'll find her."
The last explosion had taken out part of the floor, exposing the cargo bay to a violent, churning sky. Whatever was going on inside was echoing outside. Ianto stumbled, his shoulder aching where Harkness had reset it. He swung between the urge to vomit to the urge to pass out.
There was too much to search. Too many faces Ianto thought he might know, too much carnage he couldn't look away from. Too many metal men roaming the area for Harkness to shoot at with the strange weapon he held. It shot blue bolts that matched their eyes.
When Ianto finally found Lisa, half buried in the rubble, she was… Ianto choked out her name. He wasn't sure if it was a blessing there was a heartbeat.
"…'a'to?" Lisa gasped, her eyes cloudy with pain. "…'hank God, you're 'afe…" Her mutilated body, a mess of metal and flesh, quivered with pain. She cried out.
Ianto's fingers bled as he dug her out. "Shh…it's alright. I'm getting you out of here."
"Did you find her?" Harkness demanded. He skidded to a halt. "Oh God…" He stood over Ianto, hesitant. "I'm sorry, Ianto."
"No," Ianto choked out, still stroking what skin was exposed in the metal cage around her body. Rivers of blood flowed where machine tried to meld with flesh and failed. "It wasn't finished. She's still alive!"
"H-how?"
Lisa sobbed, trying to stay awake in spite of the pain. "…'orrie. S-she…w-where is she?"
"I don't know. I saw Frederick. He went after the ones who took Elisa. Don't talk. We're going to get you out."
Harkness gently nudged him out of the way. "I'll carry her. Your shoulder's b-"
The whine that came was too abrupt, too sudden so that when Harkness' hand was gone from his shoulder, Ianto couldn't connect it to the body flying past him and Lisa.
"Jack!" Ianto twisted around and saw the same type of squat drone approaching. An eye of some sort extended out.
"Exterminate! Exterminate!"
Harkness' weapon was too far away. Ianto pressed back, against Lisa's trapped legs. He squeezed his eyes shut.
"Extermin-" The extended eye exploded followed by the rest of it. Metal rained over Ianto.
"Get up," a hoarse voice demanded.
Ianto looked up at a war weary man with dark hair streaked with silver. He didn't recognize him. And his face was too stony to be called friendly. "W-what?"
"Torchwood Cardiff," the man grinned humorlessly at him. "Get up. Let's get you somewhere safe."
Ianto's head spun. Too much. Lisa was moaning behind him and Jack…
Suddenly gasped, sitting up.
"Jack!" Ianto stumbled over everything. "I thought you were dead!"
"Not quite," Harkness whispered. "Hard to kill." He tensed, looking at the newcomer.
"We meet at last, Captain," the man smiled grimly, his eyes on Jack.
"Who are you?" Harkness unknowingly repeated Ianto's question.
"Torchwood." The man abruptly bared his teeth in a grin. "But I'm one of the good guys. You can call me Alex." Alex looked around at the cargo bay with a grimace.
"So are we getting out of here or not?"
Act V
The fire stairs were barely intact but between Ianto and the captain, they got Lisa into the MX-CR chamber. It was the only one still working in some fashion.
Alex from Cardiff trailed behind them, the strange weapon-Ianto suspected it was alien technology-gripped firmly in his hands and Harkness' under his arm. He looked around the room and grimaced.
"So this is where they'd been keeping you," Alex commented. He watched as Lisa was carefully placed on the dais.
"…Ia'to," Lisa whimpered. "…'urts…"
Ianto's eyes filled as he stood over her and stroked her cheek. "I know, I'm sorry. G-god, I…I never should have…I'll take care of you…" His head shot up and he grabbed Harkness' wrist. The captain held a needle. "What are you doing?"
"PV-35," Harkness explained, his eyes sad. He pushed Ianto's hand away. "For the pain." He showed the needles he filled. "Just enough to keep her alive until…" He hesitated. "Until help arrives."
Ianto swallowed, looked at Lisa. Her dark eyes didn't even see him anymore, her eyes glazed and unseeing. He bit back a sob, nodded, and kept his hand on her cheek as her eyes drifted shut and her body finally lost the ridged posture of pain.
"You stay here," Alex ordered. "There are more survivors I think we can get to before…" He paused then shook his head. "I told Hartman what could happen. Damn it."
"I'll go with you," Harkness decided, not looking at Ianto.
Alex stopped him with a hand flat on the captain's chest. "No, I can't let you risk your life like that, Harkness."
The captain gave a deprecating laugh and tried to get past Alex, but the man blocked him.
"Damn it, what is with you people!" Harkness cried out, his eyes flashing. "Listen, we have Daleks out there! Little metal aliens determined to delete everyone! I've dealt with Daleks before!"
"I can't let you out there!" Alex pushed Harkness back with a surprising strength despite his smaller stature. "You must be kept safe! For the future!"
"The future?" Harkness stared at him. He shook his head. "You're crazy!"
Alex grabbed him by the arms. He tried to smile but it looked more like a grimace. "I've been called that before. Listen, this…this is all wrong! You're all wrong!"
Harkness froze.
Alex shook him, his face raw with desperation. "You don't understand! This…this needs to be fixed. You're not supposed to be here. I'm not supposed to be here! The moment I saw the truth, I waited. I couldn't go until…This…" Alex's gaze grew wild. Harkness took a step back.
"The 21st century is when it all changes, Captain," Alex rasped. "Get my people ready."
Harkness' eyes widened and his mouth opened. But then his body sagged and he slumped against Alex.
"What did you do?" Ianto lunged at him.
Alex pushed the captain towards him, pulling away long enough to show him the syringe he took from Harkness' pocket.
"Fixing the future." Alex fisted something out of his pocket-an envelope and an odd, delicate pendant. He crammed it down into one of Harkness' pockets. He stepped back, letting Ianto abruptly take all Harkness' weight.
"Stay with him," Alex ordered, his eyes glued to Ianto. Something like relief swept over the weathered features and suddenly, Alex looked decades younger.
"It'll finally be over." Alex abruptly twisted around and ran out of the room.
"Wait!" Ianto shouted. He set down Harkness against the mainframes and bolted after him, but before he could step out of the room, the door to the chamber slammed shut.
"No!" Ianto grabbed at the door. He could hear the spark of Alex's weapon, the sizzle of metal welding shut. "Let us help you!"
But Alex was gone. Ianto never saw him again.
Chapter 17
Additional Notes: Many thanks to soullessminion for betaing this chapter.
Pairing: Jack/OMC, Jack/?, Jack/Ianto eventually, het and slash
Rating: NC-17 (betaed)
Summary: He left Jack on the game station. Abandoned. But then…he came back…different. An AU look on what happens if things happened differently. Doctor Who 'verse with Torchwood later on. Be sure to read the warnings.
Warnings: Please read each chapter's individual warnings. Some parts down the road may briefly mention non-con, abuse, and/or violence. Dark in the beginning. Please note there are some dark thoughts as my boys are broken…for now. Each chapter will be labeled for your convenience.
Author's Notes: Please note this is an AU that will cross over DW to TW season one. I'm probably spoiling my own story, but it will eventually be Janto. There's a bit of a journey first. I hope you enjoy. I'm working on this and intend to post regularly every other day. And again, I always believe in happy endings. So without further ado…
Disclaimer: RTD and BBC owns them. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Warning For This Chapter: Violence, minor character death
Notes For This Chapter: it's not necessary, but please note there are parallels to DW's "Doomsday", "Army of Ghosts", and TW's "Fragments". No spoilers, but history and ages are based and parallel the episodes. Again, not required viewing but you may want to go to a Wiki and consider reading. :) Dialogue in the beginning of some scenes are taken out of DW's "Army of Ghosts" and "Doomsday". But because I'm not too familiar with DW, they may be out of order. Sorry.
Prologue + Ch , Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8, Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11, Ch 12, Ch 13, Ch 14, Ch 15, Ch 16 1/2
Master Fic List: here
Chapter 16
Act IV: (Cont'd) "I did my duty to queen and country! I did my duty. I did my duty. Oh God. I did my duty."
Ianto struggled and kicked, but it was no good. Just like the gun, his efforts didn't faze the Cyberman. He shouted as it pulled him into the sealed off area. As soon as he passed the tarp, Ianto knew where all the sounds were from.
They looked like the dais Harkness had been bound to, only these were made of metal and all occupied by people. Screaming. Their shadows stretched across walls as fire immortalized their death throes as shades. Their screams sometimes grew louder than the machines. Machines descended from the ceiling; arms tipped with what looked like drills and knives. Flesh gradually disappeared underneath bloodstained metal skin.
"No!" Ianto twisted in the iron grip when he saw it was taking him to an empty platform. He struggled hard enough that there was a sickening pop of his right shoulder. He nearly passed out, dots filling his vision and when they finally cleared, he was latched in. Ianto stared, ice lodging in his throat as he saw the instruments above, idle.
"Start conversion."
"No! Stop!" Ianto shook as the metal arms began to move. His back arched in what little room it was afforded. He stared, shaking, as one arm with what looked like a drill drew closer.
"Start deletion. Start deletion."
Oh God. Ianto turned his head, trying to move his head away as the drill grew closer. He could feel its breeze just off his left eye, the static charge as it whirred. He cried out in anger, in fear.
And then it stopped.
Ianto opened his eyes, his breathing ragged. He kept his head turned away. He could feel the drill against his hair, its sharp point pricking the top edge of his ear.
"You're okay. You're okay." A deep voice coupled with the sharp edged sensation disappearing from his ear made Ianto release a shuddering sob.
"Alright. Alright."
Hands hastily released the binds and Ianto practically rolled off the platform. He was caught before he fell off completely. Ianto clutched the broad shoulders. He couldn't stop shaking.
"It's over. You're okay." Harkness held him as tight as Ianto grasped him. The captain pulled him to his feet. "Let's get out of here-"
"No, wait." Ianto untangled himself from Harkness. "I have to find…have to find Lisa…"
"There's nothing left here-Ianto!" Harkness spun him around by the shoulders. "Who? Who do you have to find?"
"My girlfriend!" Ianto blurted out, his mind reeling. "She was up here. God, I left her up here to…to get you!" Ianto grabbed the lapels of Harkness' coat. "Please! This is all my fault! I have to find her! I never should have left her!" Ianto twisted away to look, but Harkness stopped him.
"We'll…" Harkness sounded gruff. "We'll find her."
The last explosion had taken out part of the floor, exposing the cargo bay to a violent, churning sky. Whatever was going on inside was echoing outside. Ianto stumbled, his shoulder aching where Harkness had reset it. He swung between the urge to vomit to the urge to pass out.
There was too much to search. Too many faces Ianto thought he might know, too much carnage he couldn't look away from. Too many metal men roaming the area for Harkness to shoot at with the strange weapon he held. It shot blue bolts that matched their eyes.
When Ianto finally found Lisa, half buried in the rubble, she was… Ianto choked out her name. He wasn't sure if it was a blessing there was a heartbeat.
"…'a'to?" Lisa gasped, her eyes cloudy with pain. "…'hank God, you're 'afe…" Her mutilated body, a mess of metal and flesh, quivered with pain. She cried out.
Ianto's fingers bled as he dug her out. "Shh…it's alright. I'm getting you out of here."
"Did you find her?" Harkness demanded. He skidded to a halt. "Oh God…" He stood over Ianto, hesitant. "I'm sorry, Ianto."
"No," Ianto choked out, still stroking what skin was exposed in the metal cage around her body. Rivers of blood flowed where machine tried to meld with flesh and failed. "It wasn't finished. She's still alive!"
"H-how?"
Lisa sobbed, trying to stay awake in spite of the pain. "…'orrie. S-she…w-where is she?"
"I don't know. I saw Frederick. He went after the ones who took Elisa. Don't talk. We're going to get you out."
Harkness gently nudged him out of the way. "I'll carry her. Your shoulder's b-"
The whine that came was too abrupt, too sudden so that when Harkness' hand was gone from his shoulder, Ianto couldn't connect it to the body flying past him and Lisa.
"Jack!" Ianto twisted around and saw the same type of squat drone approaching. An eye of some sort extended out.
"Exterminate! Exterminate!"
Harkness' weapon was too far away. Ianto pressed back, against Lisa's trapped legs. He squeezed his eyes shut.
"Extermin-" The extended eye exploded followed by the rest of it. Metal rained over Ianto.
"Get up," a hoarse voice demanded.
Ianto looked up at a war weary man with dark hair streaked with silver. He didn't recognize him. And his face was too stony to be called friendly. "W-what?"
"Torchwood Cardiff," the man grinned humorlessly at him. "Get up. Let's get you somewhere safe."
Ianto's head spun. Too much. Lisa was moaning behind him and Jack…
Suddenly gasped, sitting up.
"Jack!" Ianto stumbled over everything. "I thought you were dead!"
"Not quite," Harkness whispered. "Hard to kill." He tensed, looking at the newcomer.
"We meet at last, Captain," the man smiled grimly, his eyes on Jack.
"Who are you?" Harkness unknowingly repeated Ianto's question.
"Torchwood." The man abruptly bared his teeth in a grin. "But I'm one of the good guys. You can call me Alex." Alex looked around at the cargo bay with a grimace.
"So are we getting out of here or not?"
Act V
The fire stairs were barely intact but between Ianto and the captain, they got Lisa into the MX-CR chamber. It was the only one still working in some fashion.
Alex from Cardiff trailed behind them, the strange weapon-Ianto suspected it was alien technology-gripped firmly in his hands and Harkness' under his arm. He looked around the room and grimaced.
"So this is where they'd been keeping you," Alex commented. He watched as Lisa was carefully placed on the dais.
"…Ia'to," Lisa whimpered. "…'urts…"
Ianto's eyes filled as he stood over her and stroked her cheek. "I know, I'm sorry. G-god, I…I never should have…I'll take care of you…" His head shot up and he grabbed Harkness' wrist. The captain held a needle. "What are you doing?"
"PV-35," Harkness explained, his eyes sad. He pushed Ianto's hand away. "For the pain." He showed the needles he filled. "Just enough to keep her alive until…" He hesitated. "Until help arrives."
Ianto swallowed, looked at Lisa. Her dark eyes didn't even see him anymore, her eyes glazed and unseeing. He bit back a sob, nodded, and kept his hand on her cheek as her eyes drifted shut and her body finally lost the ridged posture of pain.
"You stay here," Alex ordered. "There are more survivors I think we can get to before…" He paused then shook his head. "I told Hartman what could happen. Damn it."
"I'll go with you," Harkness decided, not looking at Ianto.
Alex stopped him with a hand flat on the captain's chest. "No, I can't let you risk your life like that, Harkness."
The captain gave a deprecating laugh and tried to get past Alex, but the man blocked him.
"Damn it, what is with you people!" Harkness cried out, his eyes flashing. "Listen, we have Daleks out there! Little metal aliens determined to delete everyone! I've dealt with Daleks before!"
"I can't let you out there!" Alex pushed Harkness back with a surprising strength despite his smaller stature. "You must be kept safe! For the future!"
"The future?" Harkness stared at him. He shook his head. "You're crazy!"
Alex grabbed him by the arms. He tried to smile but it looked more like a grimace. "I've been called that before. Listen, this…this is all wrong! You're all wrong!"
Harkness froze.
Alex shook him, his face raw with desperation. "You don't understand! This…this needs to be fixed. You're not supposed to be here. I'm not supposed to be here! The moment I saw the truth, I waited. I couldn't go until…This…" Alex's gaze grew wild. Harkness took a step back.
"The 21st century is when it all changes, Captain," Alex rasped. "Get my people ready."
Harkness' eyes widened and his mouth opened. But then his body sagged and he slumped against Alex.
"What did you do?" Ianto lunged at him.
Alex pushed the captain towards him, pulling away long enough to show him the syringe he took from Harkness' pocket.
"Fixing the future." Alex fisted something out of his pocket-an envelope and an odd, delicate pendant. He crammed it down into one of Harkness' pockets. He stepped back, letting Ianto abruptly take all Harkness' weight.
"Stay with him," Alex ordered, his eyes glued to Ianto. Something like relief swept over the weathered features and suddenly, Alex looked decades younger.
"It'll finally be over." Alex abruptly twisted around and ran out of the room.
"Wait!" Ianto shouted. He set down Harkness against the mainframes and bolted after him, but before he could step out of the room, the door to the chamber slammed shut.
"No!" Ianto grabbed at the door. He could hear the spark of Alex's weapon, the sizzle of metal welding shut. "Let us help you!"
But Alex was gone. Ianto never saw him again.
Chapter 17
Additional Notes: Many thanks to soullessminion for betaing this chapter.