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Ways of Light and Darkness - Chapter Fourteen

Ways of Light and Darkness - Chapter Fourteen
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:  The next chapter might not be up until next week, my sister is in town from California.  I'll try to post but I don't want to guarantee anything...

Chapter Fourteen

It was decided that Ianto would stay on board Commodore Sullivan's flagship, the Valiant.

Although Ianto did try to fight it; for one reason, he'd actually have to travel through Canary's Wharf to get to the bay, and he wasn't sure he could get past the Void Point that easily. The other reason was that he'd never been on a ship before, and honestly he was a bit afraid of getting seasick or something.

The decision was taken out of his hands by the Brigadier, who insisted that he'd be much safer on board the Valiant. When Ianto questioned it, the soldier had said that he couldn't count on either Baron behaving themselves on anything but neutral territory, and camping outside the town limits was just asking for trouble. Certainly they would be polite about asking him to stay, but any invitation would have been put in such a form that Ianto might not be able to refuse.

He'd agreed reluctantly. If he had to choose between possible seasickness and being held against his will by either Baron – whom he simply did not trust – the Valiant was certainly the lesser of all evils.

Getting him past the Void Point was the hard part, though.

It finally came down to Owen offering him a sleeping draught; Ianto didn't want to be drugged, but the vertigo he experienced just by looking at the singularity was enough to make him physically ill. There was also the almost painful tugging on his power, even with his magical barriers intact, and Ianto felt he didn't have much choice. Once he'd opened himself to the Void Point, it seemed as if he was always going to be aware of it, unless he could somehow block it out even more than he could at the present time.

And so, he used what Owen made for him, making a snarky comment on physicians wanting to drug up their patients to cover his unease. It didn't take long for him to sleep…

The next thing he could recall was awakening in an unfamiliar room. Sunlight was coming in through large windows that made up almost one entire wall. Dark wood furnishings were scattered about the chamber, which was about half the size of his quarters back in Cardiff. It had the inevitable seafaring décor that would be on any ship, and if Ianto had to guess, he would have said he was in the Commodore's quarters.

He sat up. The bunk he found himself in was comfortable, and he swung his legs over the side of the mattress and planted his feet firmly on the wooden deck. He swayed a bit as he stood, expecting the rolling of the ship, but it didn't feel nearly as bad as he'd thought it would. Maybe seasickness wouldn't happen after all.

He could feel Myfanwy's presence in the back of his head, near that place where the Deep Ways tingled almost constantly. She was worried about him, but that changed to happiness when he sent to her that he was fine. He thought he heard a sharp cry from outside, but it was muffled and he couldn't be certain.

He made his way toward the closed door. Pulling it open, Ianto found himself face-to-face with a young boy of perhaps fourteen years, his hand up and about to knock. The boy's dark eyes widened in surprise. "That was timing," he practically chirped, lowering his fist. He absently rubbed the hand on his uniform pants. "Welcome aboard the Valiant, Master Ianto. I'm Luke Smith, and I've been assigned to you during your stay here."

"Nice to meet you, Luke Smith," Ianto said, a smile unconsciously decorating his features. "You're an apprentice onboard?"

"Not yet, sir," he answered. "Still a cabin boy until I turn sixteen. Then I get to decide what I want to do."

"I see." The answer made him wonder just who he was related to, since the position of cabin boy was usually given to family who were high-ranking on ship.

"The Commodore asked that I fetch you for breakfast, sir," Luke went on.

"Breakfast?" Ianto was shocked. He'd been asleep all night? He was going to have to have a word with Owen…but that would certainly explain the sunlight coming in from the large windows, when it had been nearing sundown the last time he'd paid attention to the time.

His exclamation seemed to startle the boy. "Yes, sir. It's now almost half seven. The Commodore requested that I wake you up now. Himself, Sir Alistair, and the others are awaiting you in the Captain's dining room."

"If you can direct me to the facilities, it won't take me long to make myself presentable." He unconsciously rubbed across the stubble on his chin. "Do you know where my belongings would be?"

"They should be somewhere in the cabin with you." Luke wasn't as tall as Ianto was, and had to glance around him to look into the room.

Ianto turned, eyes searching for the packs he'd brought with him from Cardiff. He managed to spot them, tucked against the corner of the bunk he'd been sleeping on.

"I'll get those, sir." The boy brushed past, making a beeline for the baggage. Ianto stifled his chuckle; had he ever been so eager to please?

"It's the smaller of the bags," he said, directing the youngster to leave the other for now. Luke grabbed the mentioned pack, then bustled past Ianto and out into the corridor. The privy was just down the hall, next to another door that Ianto guessed was more officers' quarters.

He thanked Luke, locking the door behind him. The privy was a modest affair, although it did have fairly modern amenities. Ianto got himself shaved and washed in almost record time, and once he was done he asked if Luke could take his belongings back to the cabin. The boy obeyed, and as Ianto waited he knew he'd have to speak to the Commodore about moving him; he didn't want to take the ranking officer's quarters, and would be perfectly happy in a smaller cabin. He honestly didn't think he deserved any special treatment during his stay onboard.

Luke returned, and together the pair made their way farther down the cramped corridor and took a set of steep steps up a level. Ianto wondered how many decks the Valiant had; he hadn't really gotten a good look at the vessel when he'd gotten close to the town; the Void Point had taken all of his attention.

The smell of cooking assailed his nostrils, and Ianto's stomach rumbled in answer. Luke shot his a big grin, letting Ianto know that the boy had heard the sound. He felt himself blush slightly, but he wasn't certain why.

The Captain's dining room was at the end of the corridor. Luke knocked on the door, then entered. "Master Ianto Jones," he announced, trying to sound adult but his voice cracking just a little.

Ianto made his way into the room. The large windows in the far wall placed it directly over the cabin he'd woken up in. The heavy table and chairs were also in the same dark wood as the Commodore's quarters. A large light fixture hung from the ceiling, and would have bathed the entire table in light when it was on. The room must have also doubled as some sort of meeting area, judging from the shelves of charts and books, all held in place by strips of wood and leather.

"Good morning, Master Ianto," Sir Alistair greeted him, standing from his place to the right of the head of the table. "Did you sleep well?"

"I did, thank you Sir Alistair," he answered, smiling.

"I know you're familiar with some of the people here."

Ianto was; Jack's people were there, and he greeted each of them in turn. Owen and Toshiko both nodded, and the newest member of the team, Tommy Brockless, smiled shyly and shifted just a bit closer to Toshiko. Ianto wanted to grin at the sight, but controlled himself. He didn't know Tommy all that well, but had heard good things from Jack about him, and had been looking forward to getting to know him better.

Captain Yates was also present; the soldier sat between the Brigadier and Owen, and he gave Ianto a jaunty little salute in greeting.

There were four other men in the room: one a fussy-looking thin man in glasses, wearing a long silver chain that draped his chest and glittered against the richness of his dark tunic. The other three had distinctively naval uniforms on; Ianto knew the well-built, dark-haired man at the head of the table was the Commodore, judging from his insignia. If he had to guess, then other two were a captain and a lieutenant.

He turned out to be correct on all points. Commodore Harry Sullivan was a polite gentleman, with old-fashioned manners and a friendly attitude. The captain was Salazar Oduya, Captain of the Valiant herself; he was a dark-skinned man with a shaved head and a serious demeanor. The third was Lieutenant Alonso Frame, Third Officer and Chief Navigator, and Ianto was impressed by the young man's quiet reserve. He'd have been handsome except for his ears, which really needed a longer hair style in order to camouflage them a bit.

The last man was the one who'd pretty much caused a lot of the issues they were faced with now: Master John Frobisher, the Royal Negotiator who'd made such a hash of the situation between Telos and Skaro. The man looked decidedly sour at the introduction, and it took a supreme effort of will on Ianto's part not to roll his eyes and to keep his response polite.

"Please," the Brigadier said, "have a seat. You're just in time for breakfast."

Ianto took the chair between Toshiko and Lieutenant Frame. The Elven woman hugged him in greeting, which got a strange look from Tommy. Ianto wanted to ask him what was wrong, but this wasn't the time or the place.

"Good to meet you, Master Ianto," the Commodore said, making a motion toward someone Ianto couldn't see. "Glad to know we have an expert to help us out in this situation, as ugly as it is."

Ianto couldn't help but notice Frobisher making an eye roll at that, but he ignored it. "Hopefully I'll be able to do just that, Sir," he said politely. "I do warn you: I'm fairly new at this, and what I know if mostly from old stories and books."

"You've already given us more information than we had before," Sir Alistair replied, back in his own seat. "Although I know I'd like a bit of clarification on just what we're dealing with."

The Wizard nodded. "I'll be glad to tell you what I know, and perhaps that'll clear things up a little." He really wanted to ask if there'd been any developments on Jack's disappearance while he'd slept, but he didn't want to bring up his private business in such a setting. He'd talk to Owen, Toshiko, and Tommy later; but he had to think they'd have told him right away if something had come up.

He was kept from elaborating on what he'd seen by the arrival of breakfast. It was Luke himself who set a plate brimming with eggs, sausages, and potatoes in front of him, as well as a steaming mug of coffee. Ianto took a sip, and barely managed not to spit it back out; it was as thick as tar, and tasted about as good. He quietly asked the cabin boy for a glass of water.

Easy conversation went with the meal; Ianto was content to let everyone talk around him, his stomach telling him that breakfast was more important than speaking. He took a bite of sausage…and he could taste it; the Void sat heavy on his tongue as he chewed. He hadn't expected that the Void would have contaminated even the food from Canary's Wharf, and that thought was disturbing.

Ianto set his fork down. As hungry as he was, he simply couldn't eat anything saturated with the Void energy. It was anathema to his own power, and he didn't want to risk making himself ill.

"Is there a problem?"

He glanced up; the Brigadier was watching him closely, and Ianto had to fight not to fidget under that sharp gaze. "Was the food brought in from Canary's Wharf?" he asked, hoping that the contamination hadn't gone any farther.

"Yes, it was," Captain Oduya answered.

He sighed, pushing his plate away. "No offence to the cook, but I can't eat it. It…tastes of Void."

All eyes were on him as he made his pronouncement, everyone but Frobisher no longer eating. "Is it dangerous?" Lieutenant Frame asked, looking slightly green.

"Not to you," he answered. "But to me…well, I'm not certain, I just know I can taste it. And it's not very appetizing."

"I can have the cook bring you something from ships' stores," the Commodore volunteered.

"Thank you, Sir. I'm sorry for being such a bother – "

"No bother at all, young man," the naval man waved off the objection. He called Luke to him, and the boy was sent off to fetch something else. "Although it won't be as much of a spread as this." He calmly went back to eating, apparently taking Ianto at his word that the food wouldn't harm them.

"No problem, Sir. I usually don't eat that much for breakfast anyway."

Slowly everyone went back to their meals. Ianto folded his hands on the table in front of him, his questions no longer being distracted by what should have been an excellent meal. "May I ask…just what made either Baron think that Canary's Wharf was a Cardinal Point, anyway?"

"That's a bit of a mystery, Master Ianto," the Brigadier answered. "The townsfolk really don't know, and the Barons aren't talking – "

"Actually," Frobisher interrupted, sounding almost condescending, "it was the creature."

That got the Royal Negotiator everyone's attention. "What creature would that be, Master Frobisher?" Ianto asked blandly.

"Yes, Master Frobisher," Sir Alistair echoed; only he sounded irritated. "What creature would that be?"

The man didn't seem at all fazed by the soldier's tone. "One of Baron Kale's men was in town late one night, and he saw a creature appear near the center of town."

Near the center of town…near the Void Point, Ianto could infer. "What did he say it looked like?"

The man seemed bored. "Apparently it was black and purple, with wings. Oh, and silver eyes. He didn't know what it was."

Ianto's mind went into overdrive. Wings? Could it have been…? And what would that mean?

He was so lost in thought, he barely heard the conversation going on around him.

"And you didn't think this was something the rest of us needed to know?" Sir Alistair snapped.

Frobisher shrugged. "Really…can one really trust the word of a drunken soldier?"

"Apparently both Barons did!" The Brigadier was livid. "Here we've been thinking the rumor was just that, and you had confirmation that there was something going on around here?"

"It was brought up during delicate and confidential negotiations – "

"Which you managed to completely blunder!"

Frobisher went white, then red. "I don't appreciate you insulting my abilities!"

"Your abilities?" the older man scoffed. "The only ability you seem to have is the ability to get us into deeper trouble than we were in before! And my report to Their Majesties will state that fact!"

"Gentlemen…please," the Commodore butted in gently. "Arguing about this isn't getting us anywhere." He turned to Frobisher. "Can you tell us what happened to this…creature?"

"According to Baron Kale," Frobisher sniffed, "it flew off. His man didn't say in what direction."

"Ianto?" Toshiko's voice broke into his whirling thoughts. "What's wrong?"

He took a deep breath. "I want to speak to this man, Master Frobisher. We need to know more about this so-called creature."

"You're not taking this seriously, are you?" the Negotiator laughed.

"I'm taking it very seriously," Ianto retorted. "If something flew out of the Void Point, it could mean trouble."

"Is that a possibility, Master Ianto?" Commodore Sullivan asked.

"A very real one, Sir. But I won't know for certain until I get more information. There's also a chance that…well, it could be something else."

"What do you think it is?" Toshiko asked quietly.

That woman was so very sharp…

"I think it might be a dragon," Ianto answered slowly, feeling as if every word was being pulled from his mouth.

Frobisher laughed even harder. "Are we really going to listen to these childrens' stories? Dragons are myths, nothing more."

Captain Yates looked amused, as did the Brigadier. Owen rolled h is eyes, muttering something about 'blind idiots' under his breath. Toshiko stiffened in outrage.

Frobisher's attitude was really pissing Ianto off. He stood up. "Captain, do these windows open?"

"They do, Master Ianto," Oduya answered.

Ianto strode to the windows, reaching one and finding the latch. He threw it open, calling to Myfanwy in his mind.

A screech called back to him; at the same time, he felt her joy at being summoned to his side. The sun flashed from red-gold wings as the dragon flew toward the window, coming at Ianto's request.

He stepped back as Myfanwy dived in through the window, her wings tight to her body in order to fit. As soon as she was within the chamber, her wings snapped back out, braking her forward momentum. She glided over the table, dropping to the deck just behind Toshiko. She furled her wings, her green eyes whirling.

Frobisher looked as if he was going to have a heart attack.

Ianto closed and bolted the window, walking around to his seat once more. He settled back into the chair before raising an eyebrow at the obviously shocked Frobisher. "You were saying, Master Frobisher?" he asked calmly.

"I believe Master Ianto has made a valid point, about this mysterious creature possibly being a dragon," Sir Alistair said, his voice sounding a bit choked, his eyes dancing with laughter. "And I agree…I think he needs to interview this so-called witness. You will arrange it, Master Frobisher."

The Negotiator didn't say anything; he was too busy staring at Myfanwy, as she ducked her head between Ianto and Toshiko, begging for attention. Ianto rubbed down her neck, while the Elf tried to feed her a piece of sausage. Myfanwy sniffed at it, then sneezed and turned her snout up at the offering. "Seems she doesn't like the food, either," Toshiko commented, putting the untouched meat back on her plate.

"Just what would it mean for a dragon to appear in Canary's Wharf, Master Ianto?" Commodore Sullivan asked, his hand up and covering his smirk.

"I…don't want to speculate, Sir."

"According to legend," Lieutenant Frame spoke up, "only Wizards could control dragons."

"That's…not exactly accurate," Ianto refuted. "Dragons are mostly seen as Wizards' familiars, though. They also could exist in nature."

"But it's most likely it appeared here for a reason," Sir Alistair said.

"That…could be the case, Sir Alistair." Ianto felt like he was being backed into a corner, and not for the first time he wished Jack was there to back him up. That wish brought back all the worry he'd stuffed deep down inside, as it had a tendency to distract him.

"I know what you want me to say," he went on, "but I can't. I don't have enough evidence to point to another Wizard being in the area. And would one even be around a Void Point? Again, I just don't have enough information to make even a guess at it. I can only tell you how it makes me feel, and I can't imagine a Wizard putting themselves through that on purpose."

The silence that greeted his announcement was broken by the chamber door opening. A gasp sounded behind Ianto; he turned in his seat, and saw Luke standing there, a covered plate in his hand, staring at Myfanwy, his eyes as round as saucers.

"It's fine," Ianto said, motioning the boy forward. "She won't hurt you."

A huge grin bloomed on Luke's face. "She's beautiful," he gasped. "Can I pet her?"

Ianto laughed. "Yes. But could you give me my breakfast first?"

"Oh yes, Master Ianto." He slid the plate onto the table, then his attention went right to the dragon. He reached out a tentative hand, stroking the red-gold scales of Myfanwy's head. She butted against his fingers, and Luke looked as if he'd gotten every Winter Festival gift he'd ever wanted.

Ianto chuckled, then turned to his plate. He was starving.

But his thoughts kept turning to this mysterious creature. A part of him wanted it to be another dragon; that could mean he might not be the only Wizard anymore. If that was the case, then things would either get much easier for him…

Or a lot more difficult.

Chapter Fifteen



Have fun with your sister first...we will (im) patiently for the next chapter. But I am sure it will be all the better if you have fun first!
If my sister and I don't kill each other first...LOL!

Yay Alonso! Great chapter so has Tardis been about? Poor Ianto and void infected food. I loved Harry Sullivan - yeah I am old enough to remember all these characters from Who. Hve a great time with your sister and I must get on with Ianto buying a dress.
I had to use Alonso, although not in the same way he was used in DW...*shudders* He's a decent character though.

I had the biggest crush on Harry when I first started with Classic Who, sad right? :)

Oooo...can't wait to see Ianto and dress-buying.
Love how you've introduced all these other characters, and the valiant too. It's brilliant!
Also the food tasting of void makes me laugh but you've really showed us how real the void energy is for Ianto and how it affects everything for him.
We will all try to be patient waiting for the next chapter. I'm sure it'll be worth it :)
Seemed like there were a lot of characters here, wasn't there? I just don't like the whole "unknown person in the background" thing, and always try to name them all.

Yep, the Void does affect Ianto. Just how badly we'll see later...

Yeah having people you can visualise really helps and the way you did it in this chapter was really good (although I did have to google Harry Sullivan *hangs head in shame*). It made it really easy to actually imagine exactly what the room would be like and gives more of an idea as to each persons personality too. Really like that you've done this :)
Oops on the Harry Sullivan! But hey, that's what Google is for...!

Thanks so much!
I love Ianto bringing Myfanwy in like that to shut the man up, brilliant :D
Very interesting, looking forward to the next part!

Yes, and Myfanwy enjoyed it, too! :)
Hope you and your sister have a wonderful time. I will wait err . . .patiently for the next part. ^_~ Oh and Luke's reaction would totally be mine ^_^
Oh, Luke's reaction would be mine, too. I agree completely.

Thanks, next chapter should be up after the weekend...
Loved it

Have fun with sister :)
I have been, she goes home Sunday and then it's back to writing for me... :)

Thank you!
Another fantastic chapter :D
Thanks, sweetie!
Love how stunned Frobisher is when Myfanwy arrives in all her grandeur! *applauds wildly*
Gotta make Frobisher look like an idiot...it's a moral imperative... :)
Alrighty Ianto. Come on. find Jack. Let's go.
You'll just have to keep on reading to find out what happens next...yes, I am evil but you knew that.