Torchwood
Warnings: AU, a bit dark
Rating: T
Characters: Ianto/Jack, Ianto/OMC
Summary: Rift activity turns dangerous, can anybody help Ianto?
Disclaimer: I don't own the show nor the characters except the OMC
Okay this is my first story, and its unbetaed so all spelling and faults are my own.
‘ttttttttttt’ - Thoughts
‘wwwww’ - Normal Speech
'Telepathy' - Telepathy
A whisper along the skin sent Ianto’s heartbeat sky rocketing upwards, Ianto quickly turned around staring into the pitch black room, no signs of movement or even the whisper that haunts him in dark, wither he was asleep or awake wither it was day or night, Ianto didn’t know no hint of anything in the ever eloping darkness, Ianto sighed his mind already starting to shut down emotionally, his routine was as simple as it got when he woke up from his sleep he would make sure he had all his body parts feeling them slowly tracing every vein, every scar and every line that was on his body, after he would sing 2 of his favourite nursery rhymes ‘Baa Baa Black Sheep’ and ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ he would sing each rhythm 10 times then the other ten times then the first one 10 times and over and over again till he had sung 100 times each, then he would map out every nook and cranny in the 4 walls that surrounded him, before falling onto his bed for some thinking, his body knew when he should stop thinking as he would need to go to the toilet (Bucket in the corner that when full would disappear without a noise or a sound) then Ianto would go to sleep or close his eyes and the process will begin again, to be repeated with such accuracy that can surpass an OCD sufferer. During Ianto’s thinking time he would wonder back on his life and what choices he made that could have been changed and the endless possibilities of If’s and Why’s and sometimes only sometimes does Ianto sometimes think of Jack.
FLASHBACK - 4 days ago
‘Ring Ring’ ‘Ring Ring’ ‘Ring Ring’
Ianto turned over to be nearer his bedside table, picking up his phone he groaned as it was work calling him up at god knows what hour, turning around again and saw it was 4am, Ianto groaned again ‘what could they be calling me now, probably need some coffee but can’t be bothered to make it’ pressing the answer button and holding the speaker next to his ear,
“Ianto Jones speaking” he spoke before blindly grabbing for the lamp switch
“Ianto, could you come down here now” answered a rough voice
Ianto managed to turn on the light and blind himself within a second
“Yes Sir, I will be there in 10 minutes” Ianto answered back
The phone went dead, and Ianto closed the phone before flopping on his back in the middle of his bed an arm covering his eyes from the blinding artificial light, a groan made it to his throat, ‘Must get up, must get up……..’
9 minutes and 56 seconds later, Ianto was in the conference room, giving out the coffee to the zombie like creatures formally known as Owen, Toshiko and Gwen.
“Right I’ll make this quick, there has been rift activity nearby and its reading some unusual signals from within it” Jack quickly reported
“You mean to tell me, that you woke us up at 4 in the fucking morning to tell us that there has been some rift activity and you couldn’t wait until fucking 7am to tell us” Owen near all but shouted, the coffee giving a buzz to the system to wake up, Gwen and Toshiko were nodding, Ianto stood by the door, hands in pocket looking at jacks face, ‘it was something bigger then normal rift activity, something that jack isn’t sure about’ Ianto eyes widened a fraction ‘He’s afraid of what is in that rift’ He could still hear Owen in the back talking about how unfair it was, being backed up by Gwen and Toshiko.
“Shut up” Ianto quietly said, but it was enough to cause Owen to look at him as well as everybody else,
“What…..”
“I Said SHUT UP”
Ianto hissed, Ianto looked towards Jack something in his face made his own stomach queasy
“There’s more, there’s something you’re not telling us”
Jack looked down then back into the eyes of every member lingering on Ianto’s before sighing
“The reason why I called you all here is that there is something on the other side of the rift that was supposed to have been destroyed, the whole dark planet, the people, their whole way of life are wiped out from time, and we have to find someway to close the rift or to make sure nothing escapes in or out of that rift” Jack said in a low voice his hand rubbing his neck as if a nervous habit had just been discovered.
Ianto sighed as Owen went off on one talking about how they can’t shut the rift down just like that and why was it so dangerous etc, Ianto just tuned Owen out after a while, in favour of staring out of the conference room watching Myfanwy soar and dive in the hub, never once losing concentration never once slipping never once falling, Ianto wondered what it was like to have absolute freedom to do anything you want, anytime you want, Ianto turned away from Myfanwy and looked back inside the conference room, Gwen was now shouting at Jack, apparently he interrupted something special between her and Rhys.
Something clicked in the back of his mind ‘A whole species’ wiped out from time with any reference or cultural aspects being wiped out, something in the darkness, calling him whispering to him in his dreams’A sharp shake of his head Ianto knew exactly what the planet it was and why they had to stop this rift opening further.
“No it can’t be, they can’t be here, doctor was suppose to have taken care of it and destroy its timeline” Jack glanced up sharply, looking strangely at him,
Ianto stared straight ahead his eyes unfocused, his mind already gone back to Torchwood One and before the “ghosts”, travelling back to when there was a tear in the timeline in the basement of the building,
“Ianto, Ianto”
A voice called him from the deep, a voice that synchronised with the way the wind moved, the earth grew and the waters flowing, a voice that promised pain but comfort, death but life, harmony yet turmoil,
Suddenly Ianto was shaken away from his musing, by a hand on his shoulder. Slowly Ianto started to blink and eyes focused he was sitting in a chair Gwen, Toshiko and even Owen had some worry in their eyes for him. He could still feel Jack’s hand on his shoulder, Ianto breathed in through his nose and out through his mouth, calming down, he looked at Jack’s face and let out a small smile
“I’ve heard of this planet before when I was at Torchwood One”
The others eagerly leaned in looking forward to a tell, Jack had moved his hand off Ianto’s shoulder by then and was staring out the conference room windows, his shoulders drawn tight in tension, a far away look in his eyes. Ianto turned back to look at the others before sighing then starting the tale that had never been heard outside his own team in Torchwood One,
“There was a rift open in Torchwood One basements, Yvonne found out about it and my team back then were in charge of weapons and removal of alien artefacts”
Ianto told them in a whisper, the others had a mixture of emotions running on their face but none stayed long enough to pick out a define moment, Ianto closed his eyes as he started to recite again
“This was before the battle of Canary Wharf, me and my 12 man team, went down into the basement, the tear was beautiful, and something that took everybody’s breath away”
A ghost of a smile appear before disappearing
“No one knew of what was behind it, but what Yvonne wanted was more important, then a picture, but something was wrong about it, something that felt twisted and warped, but we battled on, soon after that Yvonne ordered us to go in and find anything to bring back, Yvonne by then was obsessive in getting alien weapons by force most of the time, so she ordered 5 of my team members to go in, we waited 1 hour for them before, somebody came back out, the youngest member of our team , he was pale, injuries all over his body”
Ianto shuddered hard, his face grimacing as if he was there reliving it
“He was mutilated beyond our repair, he died before we even got him on the first step out of the basement, and he kept whispering about the dark, and the screams then he was gone, Yvonne didn’t care that we had lost 5 people but ordered 5 more people in including myself”
He scrunched his eyes closed but tears ran down the side of his face, the others were leaning in a bit closer, Toshiko was wiping some of the tears away, but more came down, his voice became a bit raspy as the story continued.
“We packed up our stuff, and decided to go in, we all had our weapons trained in front of us, but nothing could have prepared us for what was in there, I went first as the leader, its was horrific the screams of anguish and pain were loud and incoherent, the smell of blood and lost hope was all around me, I couldn’t breath, I opened my eyes, but there was nothing no movement no signs of disturbance, not even any light, just the screams, then something grabbed at me, I tried to escape but it’s hold was tight, and then memories that weren’t mine were in my head, nothing could stop the smell of blood, the taste of fear that was so intoxicating, that’s when I could properly see in the darkness, they were like us, they were alien yet human at the same time, the hold slackened but I could still not escape my mind trapped inside, then they began to feed, biting scratching, eating my flesh, I could hear the screams of my comrades, I couldn’t reach out to them but something happened a flash of light so bright that my eyeballs burned inside, then I was being pushed back through the tear, the hold that was on me slacked but not before I saw the doctor take it out, the humans/ aliens were screeching and I knew then that I would have to survive this, I grabbed a few of my comrades that were still alive, and pushed us all through the rift, back to Yvonne, I’m the only one that mentally survived the onslaught, the rift closed itself back up, but it meant nothing my comrades were nothing more then shells, their souls broken”
Ianto finished his tale, and began to cry in earnest, not a sound was made around the table, Gwen was trying not to be sick, Owen was scared and worried, and Toshiko was holding onto Ianto tightly, a look of pain on her face, but jack was the worst one he was leaning on the glass his face set in stone but eyes that spoke of so much hurt and anguish that not even the weevil could stand,
“Bu….But how can you be sure that it is that planet?” Owen stumbled out
“Because I could see them when I was on the planet, they gave me some of their knowledge, some of their abilities and some of that darkness that they had lived in, I can feel the darkness calling me back home, calling me back to revel in enclosing black”
Ianto spoke in a calm voice never wavering, never stumbled, just honest facts. Ianto had realised halfway through the story that the darkness was calling out to him, through his dreams and his heart. The others looked at him sharply, even Jack stood up from leaning against the glass window, to grab Ianto by the chin and force him to look into his eyes, Ianto knew the second that jack could sense it in him bubbling underneath the surface, just waiting for its chance to come out and revel in the freedom of eating in the dark, Ianto eyes flashed black
“You were there; you were at that planet with the doctor”
“Yes, and you shouldn’t have been left alive, they take their prey, they do not set it free” Jack growled back
“They knew they were going to die, so they left me till they could pick me up, I know from the whispers of what they will do to me” Ianto looked down at the table tears splashing the table “I don’t want to go, I don’t belong in darkness” Ianto looked sharply up at jack
“Don’t let them take me, please, I beg of you, don’t let them take me”
Jack rushed forward again, taking Ianto in his arms letting him cry on his shoulder,
“I will not let them take you, not now not ever” Jack whispered convincingly into his ear.
END OF FLASHBACK
Ianto sighed, wishing it was true, but his body was letting him know it was time to go to the toilet then to sleep, and who was Ianto to argue with his body’s timetable. Ianto drifted off to sleep in the north corner, with the whispers in his heart.
Well thats the first apart, tell me what you think.