Author: Milady Dragon
Pairing(s): JackHarkness/Ianto Jones, Toshiko Sato/Kathy Swanson, Owen Harper/Diane Holmes, Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler, Martha Jones/Tom Milligan, Phil Coulson/Clint Barton, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts
Warnings: Language, Violence, Angst, Temporary Character Death (It's Jack), Perceived Character Death, Minor Character Death.
Spoilers: Thru S2, E13, "Fragments" and "Exit Wounds", the audio play "Lost Souls" for Torchwood, S4, E12 and E13, "The Stolen Earth" and "Journey's End" for Doctor Who. Slight spoilers for the movie, "Iron Man"
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, I would have treated it better. Don't own Doctor Who, Sarah Jane Adventures, or the Marvel Cinematic Universe, either
Author's Note: Here it is, the Dragon-Verse version of "Stolen Earth" and "Journey's End".
Summary: The Earth has been stolen. There are twenty-six other planets in the sky. The Daleks are raining death down from the sky. It's the end of the world.
30 April 2009
Ianto was thrown to the ground, but it wasn’t the impact that had his vision whiting out.
It was as if the Earth was screaming.
The dragon within him roared in agony, however his outer form did not change. While he wasn’t completely connected to the planet, Ianto did have a certain sense of it, through the Earth Dragon’s song that lived within him. Something was seriously wrong with the Earth itself, and the sensation of that wrongness flayed across his nerves like lightning.
The Rift was also twisting, and the usual rain-like patter of it changed, raging like a thunderstorm, and the dragon couldn’t even scream.
As quickly as it began, the feelings faded back, until Ianto could open his eyes and move.
He was laying on the concrete floor, his head was in Jack’s lap, and his mate was stroking his face with shaking fingers. Ianto blinked up at him, and the relief in his eyes battered at Ianto almost as strongly as the Earth’s pain, but not in the same way.
“I’m alright,” he murmured, his throat sore. He cleared it roughly, and said again, “I’m alright.” He struggled to sit up, taking the support offered by Jack. “What happened?”
“We’re not sure,” Jack answered, “but it affected Toshiko, as well.” He jerked his head forward, and Ianto craned his neck, just making out Toshiko on the sofa, a blanket pulled up around her, Clint perched on the arm and watching her.
“She’s unconscious,” Clint answered. “Rhys went up to check on Deborah – “
Jack’s head moved, and instinctively Ianto knew that someone was speaking on the comm, most likely Rhys. Ianto vaguely wondered what had happened to his.
Jack’s face suddenly paled. “Everyone, wait here.” He was up like a shot, running toward the cog door, the alarm sounding and making the pounding in Ianto’s head worse.
Ianto clambered to his feet, his balance off just enough to cause him to stagger as he made his way toward Toshiko’s station. Something had caused that groundquake, but the dragon just knew it wasn’t an ordinary tremblor. It hadn’t been caused by the Rift, of that he was certain; there had been no warning, and the Rift had only reacted after the shaking had started.
He began pulling up various programs. “Clint, can you check the police frequencies and see what they’re saying?”
“You got it, boss,” he answered sharply.
Ianto didn’t turn, but he could hear Clint’s boots against the concrete, heading toward Rhys’ desk where the police radio had been set up. The sounds of panicked chatter echoed over the Hub, going faint as Clint turned the gain down.
Must have been wider than just their area, then.
Cardiff had long been the foremost centre of weird in Wales, but Ianto had the feeling that there was more to it than that this time.
The sound of a phone ringing pulled Ianto’s attention away from the computer. It was Toshiko’s mobile, and he picked it up, certain he knew just who it was. “Hello, Kathy,” he answered, his eyes going back to the screen as he began to process what the readings were telling him.
“It’s not DCI Swanson,” the unmistakable Welsh accent belonging to Andy Davidson said.
Ianto’s heart froze. “What’s wrong with Kathy?” he demanded. If this had affected Kathy as well…
“She just collapsed,” Andy said tersely. “I was calling to let Toshiko know, but as you’re answering her phone…do you know what the hell is going on? The ground shakes, and then all those planets show up in the sky…”
Ianto’s movements on the computer stilled. Planets? Was that what had had Jack rushing out of the Hub? “I have no idea,” he confessed. “I can hear the police band going nuts…”
“Yeah, it’s pandemonium, mate. But I can’t help thinking how much worse it is elsewhere, ‘cause you know we’re used to the weirdness around here…”
Still, the public had to have been panicking…and Ianto would have been as well, if it weren’t for the fact that he was currently too busy to do just that at the moment. “We’re working on it, Andy. We’ll keep you posted, alright?”
“And we’ll try to keep the city from exploding into chaos.”
Andy didn’t even bother to say good-bye; he simply disconnected, and Ianto didn’t take offence to it. He was busily dialling Alice’s number, knowing she was at work and hoping that whatever had knocked both Toshiko and Kathy down hadn’t affected his daughter…
There was no answer.
Ianto hung up, and then attempted to call Rhiannon, already knowing what he’d be told once whoever heard the phone answered.
It was Johnny, and he sounded pissed off.
“What the bloody hell is going on?” he demanded, not even bothering to ask who was on the line.
“We don’t know,” Ianto answered truthfully. “Rhiannon?”
“Went down like a sack of potatoes. David went to fetch the doctor.”
“Both Toshiko and Kathy are unconscious, too. I’m certain it’s affected Alice as well; she’s not answering her phone.”
Johnny began to curse like only a Welshman could. Ianto didn’t blame him at all.
Ianto was well and truly frightened now. All four Great Dragon Friends had been affected by whatever had happened. “Keep me posted, and I’ll do the same as soon as we figure out things.”
“You got it.” Johnny sounded a bit calmer now. Perhaps it was because someone was actually trying to do something…not that Ianto knew what to do.
He put the phone down on the desk, concentrating on what the sensors were telling him. The shaking had apparently been planet-wide, which made sense. What had happened had affected the entire planet, and had disabled the Great Dragon Friends.
That would also mean that the Great Dragons themselves were down.
Estelle was next, and Ianto was dialling before he even realised he was doing it. “Are you alright?” he asked as soon as she answered.
“Scared, but fine so far.” The witch was terrified, it was obvious, but she was keeping herself together. “Don’t worry about me, Ianto. You and Jack get to work and fix this.”
The dragon was touched by her certainty that they could, indeed, fix whatever the hell had happened. “Stay inside, and I’ll call as soon as it’s safe.”
“Take care, Ianto.” Estelle hung up, and Ianto had to put her out of his mind for the time being.
He had work to do.
“All the reports coming in are saying that there are twenty-six new planets in the sky,” Clint said incredulously. “I knew working with Torchwood was like the most insane roller coaster ride ever, but this…”
The cog door opened with its usual fanfare, and Jack, Deborah, and Rhys all entered, all three of them pale and obviously shell-shocked by what they’d seen. If there were really new planets in the heavens, then Ianto could understand.
“Jack,” the dragon said, not able to keep the worry from his voice, “both Kathy and Rhiannon are also in the same shape as Toshiko, and I can’t reach Alice…”
He hadn’t thought it possible that Jack could have gotten any whiter, but his mate blanched. He looked as if he was about to bolt, to go to Alice’s workplace and check up on her, and Ianto could see the struggle within him between his family and his job. The job won, as Jack’s face settled into the Captain’s mask he wore when he made the most difficult choices.
“We’ll have to trust that Alice’s workmates will look after her,” his mate said, his voice hard. “Right now it looks as if the planet has been moved.”
“Andy said there were twenty-six planets in the sky…”
“He was right. We’re not in our usual orbit any longer.”
The Earth being moved made so much sense. It explained why Ianto felt slightly ill, almost as if he were seasick, and why the Great Dragons and their Friends were down for the count. Disrupting the Earth itself would have had deleterious effects on anyone even slightly connected to the planet.
The phone in Jack’s office began ringing insistently. Jack strode toward it, calling out over his shoulder, “I’ve called in Owen and Patrick. Clint, get on the phone with Agent Coulson, find out what’s going on over in the States. I’m pretty certain whoever’s calling me is either UNIT or Her Majesty.” Out of the corner of his eye Ianto watched his mate fling himself down into his chair and pick up the handset, his face stern.
“How can the Earth have been moved?” Rhys demanded, taking Clint’s place on the police radio as the SHIELD agent did as Jack had ordered and was using his mobile to contact his lover. “We still have air and we’re not freezing or anything!”
Ianto shook his head. “I’ve no idea, but I can feel it, Rhys…something’s seriously wrong. And anything done with the Earth would only be bad for the Great Dragons and their Friends.”
“What about you?” Rhys asked pointedly. “What’s this doing to you?”
“I’m alright for now,” the dragon confessed. “It…isn’t pleasant, though.”
Rhys snorted. “I think that’s an understatement.”
Ianto didn’t bother agreeing with him. What was the point?