milady_dragon (milady_dragon) wrote,

The Stolen Earth Incident - Chapter Twenty-Eight

The Stolen Earth Incident - Chapter Twenty-Eight
Author: Milady Dragon
Series: Dragon-Verse
Rating: PG-13
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". 

A/N2:  I'm going to do another two chapters today, because, once again, this was meant to be a single chapter but if I want to be able to post on Livejournal it needed to be separated.  Enjoy!

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 found himself hoping that Jack would call or otherwise contact him before trying to get back into the Hub on his return, because they’d blown up the main entrance and booby-trapped all the others.

The last thing he wanted was for his mate to get blown up.  That would certainly put a damper on any celebrating that might occur after the Daleks are defeated and the Earth moved back to where it belonged.

Because Ianto wouldn’t contemplate any other ending for this. 

He sat at Toshiko’s station as his technician still slept, his eyes on the scans of the twenty-six other planets and the Dalek space station.  The activity around the station had quietened down a little, and the dragon couldn’t help but wonder if something was going on that they didn’t know about.

The rest of the team was doing other tasks.  Patrick was still in the armoury, but Ianto wondered if he was doing yet another inventory just to keep busy, instead of actually finding something that would have been effective against the Daleks.  He’d also been talking with his various family members, especially his uncle, acting as an unofficial liaison to SHIELD, now that Clint was off with Jack.

Rhys was at his station, his eyes on the Daleks that had camped out on the Plass.  They hadn’t left, but they weren’t doing anything either, and it had Ianto very worried about what they were planning.  Patrick had suggested that they take the invisible lift up and spy on them, but the dragon had nixed that quite quickly.  One: there was no guarantee that the Daleks would have been fooled by the perception filter; Two: they would have had to take the Hub out of the partial lockdown that Ianto had ordered, and that might have given the Daleks an opportunity they really didn’t need; and Three: Ianto had spent enough time setting up the bomb on the lift mechanism, and he didn’t want to have to climb up there to remove it before it was safe to do so.

Really, he’d been glad while he’d been up on the gantry up there that Myfanwy wasn’t in the Hub any longer.  Ianto knew the pteranodon, and she would have been perfectly happy to hang out with him up there while he’d worked, bugging him for chocolate and possibly blowing both of them up in the process.

Deborah was sitting next to the police radio, which had gone near silent, the coppers having gone to ground in their own stations in order to avoid the Daleks.  Ianto couldn’t blame them for it; after all, even the looting had stopped after the initial attack.  The Lord Mayor had stressed that all civilians should stay in their homes, and on the whole they had, without much fuss.

But then, this was Cardiff…the long-term residents were fairly used to the weird happening and could cope with it.

Owen was watching over Toshiko, who had slipped into a sleep so deep nothing seemed to disturb her.  It didn’t hurt that the entire team was quiet, lost in the silence of the invasion above their heads.  They were waiting…waiting for a sign that things were happening, that they could leave the Hub and actually do something to protect the world out there, instead of cowering belowground.

There were moments when it was almost impossible for Ianto to sit there and wait.  He wanted to be out there, using his flame on the Daleks, burn them off his world.  To be able to go to Alice and Estelle and Kathy and Andy, to make his stand with them against the aliens who have stolen the Earth and damaged her in the process.

But his team had been right to keep him from facing the Daleks that had come to the Hub.  His scales might have been proof against many things, but he seriously doubted they would have saved him from Dalek guns.  He would have been cut down, leaving his mate alone after such a short time together.  Ianto wouldn’t do that, not if he could avoid it, because it would be disappointing Jack and it would be a cold day in hell before Ianto would ever consider doing that.  Jack didn’t deserve to be alone. 

Ianto had sworn his eternity to his mate, and he would do his utmost to fulfil that vow.

A soft ping sounded through the monitor’s speakers, making him jump a little.

It pulled his attention away from the planets orbiting their new, Dalek-made, centre, and to a small box that had appeared at the corner of the screen.  It flashed, making the dragon frown at it, and he moved a curser over to click on it, wondering what mainframe was trying to tell him.

The Torchwood mainframe was a biomechanical computer, and was as self-aware as an alien device could be.  Everyone thought of mainframe as a ‘she’, and she was closest to Toshiko, who doted on her as if she was the technician’s own child.  Mainframe was fond of throwing up information that she thought Toshiko would need, and in fact had been downright useful in that respect many times over the years.  It was her way of communicating, since she couldn’t physically speak.

Next in favour with mainframe was Ianto himself.  The dragon thought of her a kindred spirit; each the last of their kind on Earth, and he was certain that the mainframe somehow saw him the same way.  While she wasn’t quite as ‘chatty’ with Ianto as she was with Toshiko, there were those times when she would be helpful to him, usually having to do with the Archives.

But now, apparently, she was trying to tell him something.

The box opened, revealing an instant message window.

The word, Hello, appeared within it.

Ianto frowned.  This wasn’t mainframe.  This was someone trying to get into the system, and mainframe was letting them in.  This never happened; Toshiko had spent too much time in buffering up the firewalls and passcodes, setting dead ends and oubliettes, and adding false information and trapdoors for anyone to just get into the system.  The only one who could override every security measure was mainframe, and it looked as if that was what she was doing.

Even the sub-wave hadn’t done that; it had just gotten into communications, which was an entirely different system and not run through mainframe, even though she did monitor and record it.  Ianto had already made a mental note for Toshiko to work on that when she was feeling better.

So, Ianto decided he should find out just what was going on.

He typed, Who is this?, into the message box.

I am called JARVIS, was the response.  I am the artificial intelligence created by Tony Stark.  I have been searching for the one who encrypted the information on the creatures known as the Daleks that was sent to SHIELD.

Ianto was impressed.  Those encryptions had been written by Toshiko herself, and for Tony Stark’s A.I. to have broken through them to trace the information back to Torchwood, showed an intuitive intelligence that wasn’t usual within an operating system.

No wonder mainframe had let JARVIS through.

Still, Ianto couldn’t let JARVIS into mainframe all the way.  There were too many dangerous and secret things stored within her, and the dragon couldn’t risk any of that getting out.

He might not have the technical finesse that Toshiko had, but Ianto certainly knew how to shut out unwanted intruders.

I am sorry, but you aren’t allowed to be here.

With that little piece of politeness, Ianto entered the override code that would block any further intrusions from Stark’s A.I.

The message box vanished.

Ianto found that more than a little satisfying.


Tags: au, doctor who, dragon-verse, marvel cinematic universe, stolen earth incident, torchwood

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