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Myfanwy 2

The Immortality of the Deathless - Chapter Thirty-Five

The Immortality of the Deathless - Chapter Thirty-Five
Author: Milady Dragon
Rating: PG-13
Summary: When Master Archivist Ianto Jones of Torchwood Castle discovers the presence of a powerful magical Artifact, Baroness Gwen Williams hires Captain Jack Harkness and his band of mercenaries to retrieve it.
Pairing(s): Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones; Gwen Williams/Rhys WIlliams
Warning: Fantasy violence; temporary character death
Spoilers: None really; mostly for Doctor Who S1 episodes "Bad Wolf" and "Parting of the Ways", and Torchwood S1 "Everything Changes" and S2 "Fragments".  Although the stories have been warped to fit into a fantasy setting. 
Author's Note:  This is Torchwood in a fantasy setting.  Everything that could be considered alien in the normal universe is magical here. 
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, if I did I'd have treated it better. It - and Doctor Who - are owned by the BBC, and created by Russell T. Davies.

A/N2: Thank you to greendrider85 for the lovely artwork, which can be found here. 



Chapter Thirty-Five

The very last thing Jack wanted to do was to send Ianto off on his own, but the tactical part of his mind was telling him it was the best thing to do. That, if whoever was out there was indeed after the Artifacts – and he had no reason to believe otherwise – then having Ianto leave would give the rest of them the chance to get out of this situation relatively intact. They might be able to bluff their way out; or if not, then at least Ianto would be able to best defend himself using the power of Gateway.

He tried to stifle that little voice in his head that gibbered at the thought of Ianto leaving without the mercenary to at least look after him…

No. He couldn't allow himself to be distracted by his attachment to the Wizard like that. Jack had to concentrate on what was going on now, and not on what couldn't be's. Besides, Ianto could take care of himself, especially when surrounded by all that magic. He had to have confidence in that.

He turned back to his team. They were all looking at him expectantly; even Myfanwy, with her claw daintily touching his boot, was counting on him to come up with a plan to get them out of whatever mess this was.

"We wait here," he said. "May was well make them do all the work and come to us. Tosh, the moment they come into range, I want you targeting the leader. Don't let him out of your sight."

Toshiko nodded, slipping her bow off her back, and fitting an arrow to the string.

"Owen, Suzie…spread out on either side. Weapons ready; I don't want them to be able to get the drop on us. "

Owen nodded. "You got it, boss." He prodded his horse into movement, making toward the place Jack had indicated.

Suzie didn't say anything; she simply glanced in the direction Ianto had gone. She had a faraway look in her eye, one that worried Jack. "Suzie!" he barked, bringing out his "Captain" voice.

It seemed to snap her out of it. "Sorry, Jack."

He urged his horse closer, until their legs were nearly touching. "Look, I don't know what's going on with you and those damned Artifacts, but get your head into the here and now, or else you might not live to see that box again!"

Her dark eyes went wide. "What? I don't – "

"Don't lie to me, Suzie. Those things are dangerous, and they've gotten their hooks into you. Trust me when I say nothing good will ever come from those Artifacts…nothing. I don't know what you're thinking, but deal with it and let it go." He barely resisted the urge to shake her. "You're better than this. "

Suzie swallowed, nodding. She moved into position, but Jack wasn't convinced that he'd gotten through to her. He stifled a sigh, instead looking down into the swirling green eyes of the dragon. "It's never easy, is it?" he murmured.

Myfanwy cocked her head to the side, and the captain swore he could see sympathy in her gaze. Her claw stroked his boot lightly, and she chirped at him.

Jack chuckled. "I don't know what that means, but I'm guessing you're agreeing with me." He did sigh then. "Let's take care of this, so we can go and find Ianto, shall we?"

Now, that sound he figured out – she was laughing.

Jack got the distinct impression that the dragon knew far more than anyone was giving her credit for.

Without him telling her to, Myfanwy leapt into the air, her powerful wings propelling her upward until she found a thermal to glide along. Jack watched her for a moment, then turned his attention back to the task at hand.

They didn't have long to wait.

There were seven in the group coming toward them, and to Jack's practiced eye they were all heavily armed. The captain could feel the adrenaline beginning to course through him, even as he leaned forward in the saddle, one arm resting across the pommel and the other loosening his sword in its sheath.

He waited until they were a bit closer before calling out. "Nice day, isn't it?"

The riders halted at his greeting. The one in the front had fancier armor than the others, which was a sure sign that he was their leader. Jack didn't have to turn to see Toshiko take aim on the man with her bow. "Yes it is, Captain Harkness," the man greeted in return.

Jack's eyebrow went up, a large and salacious grin on his face. "You seem to have the advantage."

"In more ways than one, apparently."

Oh, this arse was cocky. Just the way Jack liked them; more inclined to make mistakes.

His eyes took in the soldiers behind the man. Two of them had crossbows out; one was his weapon casually on his saddles' pommel; the other had it slung back onto a shoulder. Both had expressions that told Jack that they were as certain of the outcome of this little meeting as their captain was.

The others of the group were armed with swords, but no one had taken them from their sheaths as yet. Jack knew damned well that his own people were already armed and ready. The only reason Jack hadn't taken his own sword out was that he trusted his own team to have him covered. Plus there was Myfanwy, and while Jack had no idea what the dragon could do, he was confident that she wasn't defenseless.

"To what do we owe this meeting?" Jack went on.

"You know, Captain."

Jack rolled his eyes. "Oh come on…indulge me. Pretend I don't."

His opponent smirked. "We want the Artifacts, plus Torchwood's Archivist."

The mercenary leaned back in his saddle, throwing his arms out to the side in a somewhat flamboyant gesture. "Well, as you can see, it's just me and my people. No Archivist here."

That pronouncement cause a frown to temporarily wipe the good cheer from the other's features…which, in Jack's opinion, needed all the good cheer it could get. "Where is he? And where are the Artifacts?"

"You're barking up the wrong tree. Someone must have given you some bad information." And Jack could make a very good guess as to who it was. If he ever ran into John Hart again…

"If you tell me where they are, you and your people won't be hurt."

"Well, now you see…threatening my team just pisses me off. Plus, if word got around I'd voided a contract by letting some trumped up bully-boys get their hands on something – and someone – I was supposed to protect, I'd be put out of business. Besides, I've grown attached to Master Ianto. So, you see…there's three strikes against your request." He knew he'd just given the game away, but playing with these people wouldn't work, and they really needed to cut to the chase.

"You'd rather be dead?" The man sounded incredulous.

"I'm notoriously hard to kill. Take your best shot."

Jack saw the crossbows come up, but their owners didn't have a chance against a prepared Toshiko Sato. In quick succession, both men slumped from their saddles, arrows in various parts of their anatomy.

The leader of the troupe looked surprised, to say the least.

"My people are the best," Jack said, dismounting and drawing his sword. "Besides, now it's a bit more equal."

"Five against four?" the man scoffed.

Jack just grinned, well aware that it made him look slightly maniacal. "Apparently you can't count." He stabbed his finger skyward.

As if on cue, Myfanwy screeched overhead. The sound spooked the others' horses; but, being a bit more used to it, Jack's mount simply whinnied in irritation and juddered a bit to the left.

There was much cursing among the other group, as they also dismounted to avoid getting thrown. Myfanwy dived toward them, and their horses went wild; the two now-unencumbered animals ran off at speed. The soldiers fought to keep the rest under control, and ended up losing two more to the panic caused by the shrieking dragon.

Jack barely resisted the urge to laugh. He couldn't allow himself to be distracted from what could become a battle.

Which meant he saw that leader pull a small crossbow from his side; he saw the bolt flying toward him, just in time to register that he was about to die.

I hate dying by crossbow…

As it hit him in the face, he heard a terrible cry and a sudden heat against his face.

Then darkness.

*****

Jack took in a deep, whooping breath as life came rushing back.

"Fucking hell!"

That was Owen's voice. Jack fought back the groan as he looked around; a weight was on his legs, and that turned out to be Myfanwy, her horned head suddenly jutting forward to rub against his face, her horn barely missing his eye. The captain stroked her reassuringly, then glanced up into the shocked faces of his battle surgeon and Elven archer, who knelt nearby.

"Hi," he said, smiling sheepishly. Oh Gods, he'd died in front of them. He didn't want to deal with it, not without Ianto there. The Wizard would have supported him against his team, and maybe Jack would have been able to somehow salvage the situation.

Because he knew just how this was going to go…just like it always did.

"Now I know why that damned lizard wouldn't let us near you," Owen ranted on. "Don't you think this was something we might've needed to know, Jack?"

"Would you have believed me?" Would you have accepted me? was the unspoken question.

"You're the Deathless," Toshiko breathed.

Jack wanted to deny it. He wanted to claim that what they'd thought was a crossbow bolt to the face had been some sort of party trick, and that he hadn't really died. But there was no way he could hide this now.

"All that denial, all that claiming that the Deathless was just a myth…shit, Jack!" Owen stared at him, his eyes darkened by anger. "You could've trusted us!"

"You don't get it," Jack snarled back, pushing Myfanwy aside gently in order to confront his battle surgeon. "Nearly every time I've told someone about this, they haven't been able to accept it. Do you know what it's like being rejected, just because of something that happened to you, that you had no control over? I don't want to be like this, Owen; but I've had to exist for over one thousand years and every time I get close to people, they find out and they take off. So tell me…would you trust after being shown over and over again that people just can't handle knowing this about me?"

Owen looked slightly abashed, but came right back at him. "And did you even think about giving us a chance?"

Before Jack could answer, Toshiko spoke up. "Does Ianto know?"

Where did that question come from? "He…knows. It was pretty hard to hide it when he saw me die in the woods the night he was kidnapped, and then I showed up in Gateway ostensibly to rescue him."

"And he accepted you?"

"Yes…he did." Jack sighed. "But he's magic, he sensed the magic within me all the way back in Haven. He had the basis to accept me as I am. You two didn't."

"Well, we seem to accepting it just fine now," Owen pointed out acerbically.

"Why don't we talk about it later, when we're not in danger of being attacked?" Jack desperately wanted to change the subject.

"Don't have to worry about that," Owen answered, holding his hand out in order to help Jack rise.

Jack eyed it for a moment, then accepted. He had to shift Myfanwy a bit more, but managed to get to his feet. "Thanks."

"No problem. You okay now?" The surgeon actually seemed to be concerned.

"A bit of a headache. Now, what were you saying about not worrying about being attacked?"

"Take a look," Tosh said, gesturing behind him.

The captain turned…and his jaw dropped open at the scene of carnage that greeted him. An entire section of grassland was a burnt-out ruin. The scent of smoke assaulted his nostrils, and Jack wondered why he hadn't smelled it before. "What the - ?" he managed to ask, turning back to his team members.

"Myfanwy," Toshiko answered. "The moment you were killed, she attacked them."

"Yeah," Owen added. "Changed into this huge fire creature and literally torched them where they stood. Then she wouldn't let us near you. Hells, she even pulled the bolt outta your head. We just thought she was crazy or something."

Jack looked down at the dragon. Myfanwy returned his look, her expression seemingly happy. "So, you're some sort of fire drake, are you?" He rubbed her head. "Ianto's gonna be pissed off that he missed it – "

That was when he realized someone was missing.

"Where's Suzie?"

Both Owen and Toshiko started. "Shit!" Owen spat. "She was right here!"

Jack's heart did a funny, painful sort of lurching in his chest. "She'll have gone after the Artifacts. Get the horses and let's go."
 

*****

For the first time in centuries, Jack actually wanted to get to Gateway.

Intellectually, he knew Ianto could take care of himself; Gods, that was the reason he'd sent the Wizard toward the ruins in the first place, knowing he could tap into the power and protect himself and the Artifacts. Also, Ianto knew that something was up with Suzie, and would be wary of her.

But, at the same time, Suzie was an expert at weapons. There wasn't a lot she couldn't handle; in fact that was the major reason he'd hired her. Add to that, her strange obsession with the Artifacts, and it made him very much afraid for Ianto's safety.

He drove them at a pace that had them riding flat out, the ruins gathering closer on the horizon. Jack bent over his horse's neck, the scent of the animal's sweat stinging his nostrils. All he could think of was to get to Ianto…to save Ianto…

And suddenly, terribly…Myfanwy screamed and fell from the sky.

The dragon was striking the ground hard even as Jack reacted and reined his mount to a halt. The captain didn't even register sliding from the saddle before he was running toward the unmoving creature. For a heartbeat he wondered if she'd been shot or injured in some way, but as he went to his knees beside her crumpled form he saw nothing that would have caused her to collapse as she had.

He gathered her up in his arms. Her normally warm scales were cold, and had somehow dulled from their rich golden-red to a weak coppery color. She was still breathing; Jack could see her chest rising and falling gently, but she didn't answer Jack's calling her name.

Oh Gods…no…

"Jack," Toshiko put a hand on his shoulder. "Is it Ianto?"

She was so sharp, to equate Myfanwy's condition to Ianto. Jack's breath hitched painfully in his chest. "I…I think so. Dragons and Wizards are bound…"

"We need to get to him."

Those words propelled Jack forward. He gathered Myfanwy in his arms, and between Owen and Toshiko they got her up into the saddle with him. Jack tightened his grasp around her motionless body, hoping that she hadn't been hurt by the plummet to earth. He had to hope that they'd be in time, that the dragon still being alive was a good sign…

Because dragons and Wizards were bound for life. The death of one would mean the death of the other.

Jack found himself praying to Gods he wasn't even certain existed anymore.

Please let him be alive. Please don't let him be dead…


Chapter Thirty-Six...




Comments

oh my. what happened to ianto? what did suzie do?
and wow myfanwy can breath fire. i was wondering if she can do that. did owen mean myfanwy grew in size? im confused.
great chapter btw cant wait for the next one. i hope the others get to him soon. im gonna quote jack "Please let him be alive. Please don't let him be dead…" im thinking that too.
Don't worry...I did say this had a happy ending, didn't I?

Yep, Myfanwy can breathe fire. You'll see exactly what she does soon, it's pretty cool. Let's just say she's a lot more connected to the Deep Magic than anyone may think...and we find out just what the Deep Magic is next chapter.
Oh noes, please hurry up with the next part
I will, it should be up over the weekend. You won't have to wait long!
Awesome :D
By the way, deep magic = vortex energy?
Not quite.

The vortex has to do with Time, but the Deep Magic is something else entirely. There is time travel magic around (and we might see a bit of it in the sequel) but it's not what's keeping Jack alive, and giving Ianto his power.

I don't want to say anything else, but we do find out in the next chapter.

Ooooooh, intriguing :)
Amazing as always. I am really curious how the Deep Magic will affect things. Oh and Myfanwy rocks.

I only started reading this series recently, and I have to say I absolutely love it.

Glad you're loving it! Thanks!

We'll find out more about the Deep Magic in the next chapter, which I started writing today.
OMG, i hope Ianto's okay!
I can't promise he'll completely okay, but we do get back to him in the next chapter!
Worries for Ianto! Can't wait for the next chapter!!!! :D
Next chapter should be up Sunday. I wouldn't say don't worry about him, but things will work out!