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Ways of Light and Darkness - Chapter Thirteen

Ways of Light and Darkness - Chapter Thirteen
Author: Milady Dragon
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto; Gwen/Rhys; one-sided Lisa/Ianto; past Master John (Doctor)/Rose; other canon pairings.
Warning: Fantasy Violence, horror, angst
Spoilers:  Some could be for Torchwood S1 "Cyberwoman"; "Countrycide", "They Keep Killing Suzie"; Doctor Who S1 "Bad Wolf" and "Parting of the Ways", S2 "Army of Darkness" and "Doomsday"; and S3 "Utopia";"Sound of Drums", "Last of the Time Lords" and possibly other episodes, although they have been warped into a fantasy setting.
Disclaimer: I don't own either Torchwood or Doctor Who, although I wish I did....
Author's note:  This is the sequel to The Immortality of the Deathless, the chapter list to be found here.   It's Torchwood and Doctor Who twisted into a fantasy setting, where everything that could be considered alien is actually magical.

Summary:  When mercenary Captain Jack Harkness vanishes while on a mission, Wizard Ianto Jones has to choose between his lover, his duty...and quite possibly his destiny.

A/N2: I wanted to get this posted in time for Ianto's Birthday.  Happy Birthday, Ianto Jones! 

Chapter Thirteen

Martha missed Jack.

She'd only known him for about a week, but she'd come to enjoy his company, even when he was blatantly flirting with her. She missed his humor, his insight, and most of all just him being around to talk to. She wasn't sure if she believed half of the stories he would tell, but they'd certainly kept her entertained.

And yet, she wasn't upset that she'd told him to leave. He didn't belong there, with the Doctor's disdain overshadowing him. Martha couldn't even pretend to know just what the Wizard's problem was, but it certainly wasn't Jack's fault. There was a saying among her people about meddling with the affairs of Wizards, but honestly Martha knew that sometimes you had to stick your nose in, in order to get to the bottom of things. Although, this time that sentiment hadn't worked.

She grinned as she made her way down toward the bar for supper. Martha was glad that Jack had found a way off the island. He'd been so concerned about his team, and his lover…and it was cute, that he hadn't even realized that he'd been in love. It just turned her into a complete girl, and that was embarrassing for a Second Swear-Sword to admit.

She greeted Evan, who gave her one of his creepy smiles. This was where she wished Jack was still around: he hadn't been much wrong when he'd said something weird was going on in Utopia. Martha had tried to talk to the Doctor about it, but the Wizard had simply dismissed her as easily as he had Jack's own concerns.

Speaking of the Doctor…

He was actually sitting at one of the tables, a glass of what looked like water in front of him, and a plate of Helen's savory stew untouched and pushed off to the side. He glanced up as she approached. "I thought you'd be eating with Master Harold…again," she retorted, barely able to keep the polite tone in her voice.

The Wizard shrugged. "Thought I'd check up and see what was going on. Where's Jack?"

Like you care, she wanted to say, but managed to bite her tongue. "He left," she answered, taking a seat opposite.

The Doctor frowned at her. "What do you mean, he's gone? Where did he go?"

"Home." She nodded to Helen, who brought her a bowl of stew as well. She tucked in, finding the beef especially tender. She wondered how Evan got it this savory. "He managed to get one of the locals to take him to the mainland, where he could get a ship back to the United Kingdom. " She shook her head. "He's been gone for about a week, and you're just now noticing?"

There was a strange look in his eyes, but it was gone before Martha could identify it. "I wonder why he left…"

She barely resisted the urge to smack him. "Maybe because you treat him like he's some sort of monster, when it's not his fault he's the way he is? Or maybe it's because he comes to you with valid concerns and you completely disregard them? Or maybe it's because you continually insult the man he loves? No wait…" she snapped her fingers, "it's all of the above!"

"Martha – "

"No, Doctor." She stood up, leaving the rest of her meal. "I really wanted to defend you, but I couldn't. Jack is a nice person who didn't deserve to be treated that way, and the longer I stay here the more I wonder why I didn't accept the place he offered me on his team, and leave with him." Well, she did know; her honor demanded that she stay with the Doctor until her debt to him was repaid. But she was seriously considering Jack's offer, and when the time came she could very well find herself with a vocation that suited her better, than protecting an ungrateful, self-absorbed twat.

The surprise on his face would have been hilarious if Martha wasn't so upset. "So, why don't you go and play with your new best friend? I'm sure I can keep myself busy."

With that, she headed back upstairs, any good mood she'd had completely forgotten.


Martha had been deeply asleep, dreaming of her lost home and family, when she was rudely awakened by a heavy weight on her chest and a hand across her mouth.

Her first instinct was to go on the attack, which she did by grabbing the knife she'd put under her pillow before lying down. The Swear-Sword whipped the blade up, pressing it to the throat of whomever it was holding her down.

It was only by the grace of her recognizing the person on top of her that the Doctor didn't end up with his carotid artery slit open.

Martha's eyes widened as she took in the sight of the Doctor straddling her, his face pale in the moonlight coming in through the window. She pulled her weapon away, and the Wizard put his free hand up, a finger to his lips to encourage her silence.

Nodding slightly, Martha let him know she understood what he wanted. The Doctor removed his hand, then reached inside his tunic to pull out a short length of silver with a blue stone attached to the tip: his wand. Martha had seen him put it to many uses, and she wondered why he was drawing it now.

A single whispered word in a language she didn't understand had the blue stone glowing dimly, just bright enough to be made out in the silver streaming in from outside. Another word and he was grinning, teeth gleaming. "Now we can talk," he murmured. "But keep your voice down." His grin vanished as quickly as it had appeared. "And why'd you pull a knife on me, anyway?"

Martha rolled her eyes. "I think it had something to do with being suddenly awakened by someone sitting on me! Do you mind?"

He looked confused. "No, I don't mind about the lethal weapon – "

"I meant," she retorted, "do you mind getting off me?" She remembered to speak quietly, although she didn't know why.

The Doctor scrambled off. Martha pulled herself up until her back rested against the headboard, giving her late-night guest plenty of room to sit with her.

"Now," she said, once she was comfortable, "do you mind telling me what's so important that you couldn't wait til morning to talk to me? And why do we have to be quiet, anyway? What's going on?"

"All excellent questions, Martha Jones, and I intend on answering each one of them."

When he simply stared at her for about a minute, Martha made a 'please continue' motion.

"Oh, right." The Doctor curled his legs up under him, settling himself more comfortably. He tucked the silver wand between them, laying it so it was propped up against his knee, the blue stone still glowing softly. "Firstly, we need to be quiet because, while I've cast a Silence spell, making too much noise can cancel it out."

"And why would you want to cast such a spell?" Martha was confused by the Wizard's sudden need for privacy.

"Because I don't want Saxon to eavesdrop on us."

The change in him was absolute. Gone was the slightly distracted man from the last couple of weeks, replaced by the focused and intense Wizard that the Swear-Sword was more familiar with.


The Doctor's eyes were hard. "He has a blanket Listening spell cast over the entire island. He can hear a pin drop in the ocean if he wanted to."

Martha shivered. The very idea that the man could be hearing everything she'd said since their arrival… "Why would he do that?"

"I don't know…maybe it's because the man is a paranoid control freak?" The disdain in his voice was so thick she could have only cut it with her sharpest dagger.

She was confused by his attitude. "I thought the two of you were getting along?"

The Doctor made a strange dismissive noise with his lips. "I wanted to see what he was up to."

"So…you're saying you don't trust him?"

"Certainly not! There's something off about him, and I can't put my finger on it…"

"So…all the times Jack and I tried to tell you something was up and you blew us off – "

"I only did that to make Saxon think I was on his side."

Martha couldn't believe how angry she was. "And you're just now telling me this? I wonder why you even bothered at all!" It was difficult to pull off sheer outrage in a near whisper, but she thought she managed fairly well.

The Doctor looked contrite. "I didn't know Jack was going to do something as stupid as try to leave."

"What was he supposed to do, after you treated him like shit?"

"Martha, there's no call for that sort of language!"

She threw up her hands in sheer frustration. "I think there is! I'm not even upset for myself; but poor Jack! You treated him horribly, when all he wanted were some answers and to be treated like a human being!"

He sighed. "I had my reasons."

"Must have been really good ones!"

"I had to do it," he whispered. "Saxon was listening to everything Jack was saying. I had to belittle it, because I couldn't risk him taking what Jack was saying too seriously." His dark eyes met hers in the gloom. "As it was, I couldn't even think to talk him into not believing Jack was the Deathless; he's like me, he could sense it the moment we landed on Utopia. He wanted to experiment on Jack, but I barely managed to talk him out of it, saying you'd notice and that might cause more trouble than it was worth, plus I wouldn't have you hurt. But now…" he shook his head sadly. "He never left, Martha. Jack never left Utopia. You talked him into going home, and that was Saxon's opportunity to take him. You'd never know, because as far as you were concerned…"

Horror flashed coldly through her. "You're saying that Saxon is…experimenting with Jack's Deathlessness?" She couldn't believe someone could be so utterly evil, to play with a person's existence like that. "We have to help him!" Martha made to rise, but the Doctor stopped her.

"I don't know where he is," the Wizard answered.

"Then how do you know he's still here…unless Saxon told you?"

"No. But…I can feel Jack, if I open myself up to him. I can feel the Deep Ways within him. I can…I can feel him die, over and over again."

Martha barely resisted reaching out to him and hugging him, mainly because she was still angry. She was also horrified by her own actions. "I was the one who told him to leave…" She felt tears building, but shoved them down ruthlessly. She hadn't cried since her family had died. "If you'd let us know sooner …damn you Doctor, this wouldn't have happened if you'd been honest with us from the start!"

Her voice had crept up higher, and the Doctor made shushing motions to get her to lower it again. "Don't you think I don't know that?" he hissed. "But I really didn't think Jack would get up and take off!"

"You should have," she accused, voice dropping back to a whisper. "He has people who care, and a job, and a man he loves. He wasn't going to hang around for someone who treated him like crap." She didn't add that Jack had been willing to do exactly that, until she'd talked him out of it. It was another slice of guilt for her to carry around with her. "What was going to keep him here, Doctor?"

"I thought maybe the possibility of us having traveled through time would have deterred him."

"He's immortal, for crying out loud! If we'd gone into the past he could have easily waited; and if to the future…well, he thought he could make it up to his young man when he caught up with him. It isn't like they don't have the time, after all!"

In that moment, Martha thought she might have said too much. Jack had told her certain things in confidence – although she guessed being spied on by a weird Wizard would make that a moot point – but even hinting at certain things felt a bit like betraying her new friend.

But from the way the Doctor reacted to her slip, he must have realized it already. "Gods, why couldn't Jack keep his mouth shut? He's lived so very long, you'd think he'd have learned some discretion…"

"You know?" she asked incredulously.

"I guessed, from certain questions Saxon asked me. Gods, all he needs is immortality." The Doctor raked his hand through his hair. "He won't get it from Jack, that I know. But from his young Wizard…if what I've suspected is true…"

"Then you believe he's a Wizard, then?"

Dark eyes rolled. "I did say I believed Jack, didn't I? I just didn't want Saxon to know I did."

"Fine, okay." Martha was curious, though. "Just why don't you want Saxon to know about Ianto? I mean, I know he's nuts and all…"

The Doctor reached into his trouser pocket, pulling out a coin. He held it up, the moonlight catching its pitted gold surface. "I can only go by what I've seen," he began, "but I suspect Saxon is a Void Wizard."

"And that's bad."

"Very bad. You see, a really long time ago Wizards could control a lot more than just magic. They could work with both the Deep Ways and the Void."

"I know what the Deep Ways are, from Jack," Martha said.

He sighed. "Yep, just can't keep his mouth shut…but anyway, a lot of people think that the Void is Deathforce, and I can't disagree with that."

It suddenly hit Martha, something that Jack had said. "Jack said he thought something was affecting the force that made him Deathless."

"I…hadn't counted on him being aware of it like that. After all, he wasn't in Canary's Wharf, and that town sits right on top of a Void Point."

"Let me guess…that's the opposite of a Cardinal Point."

The Doctor grinned. "Ten points to Martha Jones! You would be right. There's a balance to all things." He held up the coin. "Just as there are two sides to this gold piece, there are two sides to existence: Life and Death. You can't have one without the other…unless you're Jack, of course. When Harold Saxon was born, nature decided that a Cardinal Wizard was needed to balance out the Void Wizard." He flipped the coin over between its two faces. "So, we have Ianto Jones on one side," he turned the coin heads' up, "and Harold Saxon on the other," he turned it to tails, "and you can't have one without the other, unless you want to upset the apple cart, as it were."

"So where are you on that coin?"

He held it up, edge facing her. "Right on the edge, balanced between the two. Not a very pleasant place to be at the moment, to be honest. I'm neither one, although I know enough about the two forces to know how to sense it for what it is. Saxon is shielding himself really well; it's almost like a Perception spell of sorts, he appears to people the way they want to see him."

"Is that how he controls all the villagers?"

"I would say so. I'm hoping that, if I can break the Perception spell, and they can see him for what he really is…"

"The villagers will break loose from his control!" Martha grinned.

"Exactly!" He grinned.

Her excitement at the plan faded quickly. "But what about Jack? Doctor, we can't leave him in Saxon's hands!"

"We…might have to, for the time being. We can't let Saxon know we're onto him."

"You can't be serious!"

"Jack will be fine," he tried to soothe her, "he's Deathless – "

"But he can still be hurt!" Martha was outraged by his cavalier attitude to Jack's dying over and over again.

"There's isn't a choice, if we want to succeed in taking Saxon down."

"I think you should just call Tardis back and get us all out of here."

"And let Saxon out on an unsuspecting world?" he asked disbelievingly.

"But you said there has to be a balance! There's going to be a Void Wizard anyway…"

"Not all Void Wizards are evil and insane. We can't risk Saxon taking his power and charisma and going out into the wider world with it."

"You're sacrificing a good man for this!" She wanted to throttle him. How could he even be suggesting letting Jack stay in Saxon's hands?

"Jack will understand – "

"Are you sure about that?"

"He'd want to keep his young Wizard friend safe. Because, I guarantee you, that once Saxon starts believing that Ianto Jones is a Cardinal Wizard, he'll be in danger. Jack wouldn't want that."

Martha wanted to scream. The Doctor was right, of course. Jack would do anything to protect his lover, including letting himself be sacrificed over and over again, no matter the cost.

"You cannot interfere, Martha." He grabbed her shoulders roughly. "You cannot let Saxon know in any way that you know about Jack not leaving. Promise me, Martha."

"I…" She couldn't. It wasn't fair!

"Swear to me, Second Swear-Sword Martha Jones. Swear to me on your honor and on the souls of your family."

The words of the vow he wanted made her gasp in actual pain. "I can't!"

"You have to! Swear to me, Martha." He actually shook her lightly. "Swear! If you don't, you're endangering the lives of innocents."

She opened her mouth twice before anything came out. He was right; she knew he was. "All right. I swear, on my honor and on the souls of my family." It was the most binding oath she could ever give, and something inside her broke as she did it. It was completely against her nature to leave a friend like that, in agony and in ignorance as to why.

The Doctor sighed, the look in his eyes matching the pain in Martha's own soul. "Thank you." He let her go.

A tear tracked its way down her cheek, tickling her skin. She didn't care. "I hate you, Doctor," she whispered.

"I know. I'm so very sorry." He stood up, taking his wand with him. "I wouldn't have made you swear if it wasn't necessary."

"It doesn't make me hate you any less."

He lowered his eyes, turning to leave her alone. He managed two steps before turning back. "And Martha…don't eat any more of the meat."

Chapter Fourteen


I love Martha, I mean I already love Martha, but here in this story I love her even more. Martha is just awsome in this story. I love her loyalty to Jack and not wanting to leave him behind.
Martha just has a big heart, and doesn't like it when people mistreat others. I'm really enjoying writing her.

Oh this horrible - Poor Jack! And now Martha knows but can't do anything because of her vow. At least we know now the Doctor was putting on an act. Still, he should have paid attention and confided in Jack so at least he wouldn't be hanging from a hook carved up over and over.
This chapter made me cringe which show how well it's written.
Great update - thanks!
Yes, he should have paid attention, and should have told them sooner, but you know the Doctor likes to think he's right...Jack's going to have to stay where he is at the moment, but the Doctor was right about one thing: he'd do it for Ianto. Thing is, Jack doesn't know that he is.

I made you cringe? Dang...

*happy sigh* I love love love this story! I can't wait to see the moment when Ianto and Jack are reunited!

They'll be reunited, I can't promise soon but they will be. And Ianto isn't going to be very happy with a certain person...
EEEEEEEPP are they eating Jack????
*Goes to hide under blanket* let me know when it's safe to come out
I thought I would leave the fact of the meat to everyone's interpretation...they can be, but maybe not. It's a lot more fun that way. :)

And yes, I am evil...but you knew that already.
I read that last line and all I could say was EEWWWWWWW-good story through
Yeah, it is kinda gross, I agree. But at least she knows not to eat it now, if not the reason why...
Ok good doctor, well only somewhat good, but better then I would have given him before. Poor Martha being drawn into this, but at least she has some idea of what's going on, and she knows she actually has an ally.
She does, but she's not liking him all that well at the moment...don't actually blame her, really.


I don't like it, but then not at all, the last orders of Doctor!!
What is this "meat"?? you worry me!
and that the sonic screwdriver / wand
Finally the doctor reveals to Martha - I really hope that his fate of silence works!
Poor Jack! I like your idea that the Doctor is aware of their suffering. I hope that in the end he will do something for Jack and Ianto.

This is in great danger if ever discovers the Saxon ...
Following quickly!

Re: brrrr

Well, with cannibals involved it's never a good idea to eat the meat, you might have known the source personally...

I really wanted the sonic screwdriver in this, so I made it his wand instead. It just fir so well, and it's such a signature thing for the Doctor.

Next chapter might be a little late, my sister is in town from California and I'll be spending time with her.
"And Martha…don't eat any more of the meat."
I was really horrified when we was eating the stew :S I think she might throw up a bit when she realises what she was eating.
I'm glad the doctor has finally explained himself to Martha. Perhaps if he'd used his silence spell earlier and spoken to Jack too Jack wouldn't be being used as a meat source right now.
Love the idea of Cardinal and Void wizards and Ianto being the opposite of Saxon. And I'm glad that the doctor pointed out that not all void wizards are bad.
Looking forward to the next part. Really want to know what happens about the Void point and what's going on with Lisa and Suzie and how Jack's going to escape and how they're going to stop Saxon and and and everything!
Yes, the Doctor's timing has much to be desired...

Well, magic is like anything else. It's not the power that's bad, it's the person who uses it.

Lisa and Suzie will catch up with Ianto in the next chapter...
Eeek eating Jack - bad mind! Good for Martha but Jack dying over and over - not good. I thought the Doctor wouldn't have been taken in completely but got to get out of Utopia and then Saxon v Ianto - lots to look forward to.
No, the Doctor wasn't, it was just his timing in telling anyone about it that completely sucked.

Saxon v Ianto: sounds like you're expecting some sort of smackdown? You may be right...or wrong. I shall not say.
That last line *shudders*
Poor Jack :( I hope they save him soon, either the Doc or Ianto at this point I'm not fussy as long as someone gets him out of there.
Let's just say that Martha follows the spirit of her vow, but maybe not the actual letter...and that's all I shall say. :)

I so love Martha!!
So do I. She'll do what she needs to... :)
OMG. Ok, I like the Doctor a bit better, but just a bit. Because he's a complete ass in this, and Martha is totally right.
And the meat! Gah.
Yeah, I couldn't completely redeem him. :) I just completely hold his behavior with Jack against him, I can't help it. :)

Yep...the meat...