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April 2018



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Myfanwy 2

Ways of Light and Darkness - Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ways of Light and Darkness - Chapter Twenty-Eight
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:  There isn't a tissue warning on this, but there's still quite a lot of angst going on...

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Martha lay back on the bed in her "room", her arms tucked behind her head and her eyes closed. To anyone looking in on her, it would appear as if she was dozing, but that was so far from the truth.

Her mind was turning over everything that she and Ianto had talked about.

The first thought she'd had after the young man had left was that, if the Ianto in her timeline was anything like this one, she could totally understand why Jack had fallen in love with him.

Once he'd decided he was going to help, it was as if a force of nature had been unleashed. She could actually see his mind working, plotting what needed to be done to get herself, the Doctor, and Tardis out of the house so they could escape back in time. She'd been a bit concerned that they could be overhead – she vividly recalled how Saxon had had the entire island under a Listening spell - but he'd assured her that the Quorum had picked apart most of the magic that the deceased Wizard had cast, including any sort of surveillance spells. That had eased Martha's suspicions, and they'd arranged for Ianto to come back around middle-night, when it was more likely that anyone would be sleeping. Then he'd left, promising to return when it was time.

Martha had tried to get in to see the Doctor and Tardis, but there had been a guard on the door of their room, and the young Wizard had refused them entry. She'd left, not wanting to push her luck, but it had made her angry to have been denied. She'd wanted to tell him that rescue was at hand, and to be ready.

She'd also wanted to warn him about Ianto and his relationship to the Doctor himself.

Somehow, Martha knew that the Doctor wasn't aware that he'd spawned an entire family line. She just couldn't see him abandoning a pregnant lover, if he'd known Lady Rose was carrying his child. She also didn't want to think he'd leave anyone behind, but there was much about the Doctor she didn't know, and the Wizard was sparing with a lot of the details about his life. He couldn't be that heartless…could he?

But then, this was the man who'd left Jack in the hands of cannibals. And, he'd also abandoned Jack in Gateway, after his first resurrection.

It bothered Martha that she could doubt the Doctor. As certain as she thought she was about Ianto being wrong about Lady Rose being willfully left behind, there was still that niggling voice in the back of her head that whispered to her, that the Doctor could be absolutely ruthless when he wanted to be. She vividly remembered the time they'd encountered the Blood Hunters, and how he'd punished them in ways that Martha still couldn't quite grasp.

Gods, she hated this!

Finally, she'd pushed her doubts away. She couldn't afford to be distracted. They needed to get away, then get back and change the timeline to the way it should be.

After that, she could re-think her time with the Doctor. Maybe she'd take Jack up on his offer to join his team…even if it meant breaking her vow to the Wizard. Her mother had always told her to pick her battles. Perhaps this was one she simply wasn't meant to win.

Her thoughts turned back to Ianto…this Ianto, the one who'd just lost his Jack. He'd been determined to get the timeline back to normal, and Martha would have been surprised at his wanting to help if it hadn't been for the shattered look in his eyes. His Jack was gone, but he'd decided that her timeline's Jack and Ianto deserved a chance. She'd been touched, but she couldn't help but be worried for her new friend. What would happen to him, when time went back to normal? It had been something else she'd wanted to talk to the Doctor about. She'd wanted to know the risks.

She suspected that Ianto already knew them.

It grew dark outside her window. One of the Wizards brought her some dinner, which Martha ate…except for the meat. It would be a long time before she'd be able to eat meat again, without thinking about Jack and what had been done to him. Just thinking that she'd been…no, she couldn't go there without making herself ill. She couldn't afford that now; she had to keep her strength up for what was to come.

Just to the point where she was getting antsy for something to happen, there was a quiet knock on the door.

Martha catapulted from the bed to fling the door open. Ianto stood there, looking pale but determined. He'd changed clothes; the Wizard was still dressed all in black, but the tunic was now a bit too big, instead of being a little too small. He was also wearing a cloak, draped back over his shoulders for ease of movement.

And then there was the jewelry.

Ianto hadn't worn any before, but now he was literally decorated in gold. A circlet set with a red stone held his shorn hair away from his face, exposing his ears and the gold and red studs set in both earlobes. A chunky necklace – also set with red gemstones – encircled his pale neck. There were rings as well; four, three on his right hand, and one on his left. The one on his left ring finger was slightly different though; there was no stone on it, and it looked a bit well-worn. With a start Martha realized she was seeing a wedding band, one that had been taken care of, and most likely passed down to Ianto from his own parents.

It made her eyes itchy with unshed tears.

"Are you ready?" the young Wizard asked.

Martha nodded. "I tried to get in to see the Doctor, to warn him – "

Ianto nodded. "I took care of the guard. He was looking at me a bit funny, but who could blame him? I'm in mourning yet showing up at a woman's chamber in the middle of the night…"

She couldn't help it; she snorted. "That's the way reputations are made."

The Wizard rolled his eyes. "Like I don't have enough of one already. Come on."

A dragon was waiting for them out in the hall; it was Myfanwy, Martha recognized her from Canary's Wharf and her own timeline. But the dragon didn't look well; there were several long scratches on her flanks, and one wing was splinted and immobilized against her body. Still, her green eyes looked as determined as her Wizard's, and she greeted Martha with a soft chirp as the Wizard and the Swear-Sword stepped into the corridor.

The Doctor's chamber was just next to Martha's. She looked down at the unconscious guard before setting her attention back on her friend, who was running his wand around the jamb, which was glowing slightly in the gloom of the hall.

Ianto tapped the door twice; the glow vanished, and he turned the knob, pushing the door open and motioning Martha inside. The warrior didn't need any more urging, stepping over the guard and entering the room.

The Doctor looked exhausted as he stood by the window. He must have been trying to figure out a way to open it judging from the surprise on his face and the open mouth, as if he were trying to come up with a really good story. Tardis was curled up around his feet, and her head came up, chirping happily as she spotted Martha.

Then he grinned. "Martha! How did you get past the…oh, I see." His gaze went past the Swear-Sword, settling firmly on Ianto as the Wizard entered behind her.

"Master John," Ianto murmured in greeting.

"It's 'Doctor', actually," the older Wizard corrected a bit sharply.

Ianto nodded once in understanding. "I need to get those collars off of you and your familiar first if we hope to escape."

He moved forward, removing first one and then the other of his earrings. The Doctor reared back. Ianto rolled his eyes at the response. "I could have killed you the moment I came through that door, sir, if I'd wanted to. And, believe me when I say I have at least one reason for wanting to do just that."

The Doctor's eyes narrowed. "What are those?" He waved toward the studs, now sitting innocently in Ianto's palm.

"They're enchanted with several Unlocking spells. I'm hoping one of them will be able to remove the null collars. I really don't want to take the brute force approach."

The Doctor eyed him closely, then nodded. Ianto held one of the earrings between his thumb and forefinger, touching the stone to the dull metal of the collar. There was a strange burning smell, and then the collar broke apart. The Doctor caught it, tossing it onto the bed in disgust. "Thanks," he said, rubbing his neck gratefully.

Ianto returned the nod, then went to tend to Tardis. The dragon snuffled as the second stone came into contact with her collar, and she bumped her head into his chest in gratitude when the thing fell off.

Martha caught a glimpse of the earrings as Ianto dropped them onto the bedside table. Both stones were dark, and cracked.

"We should go," Ianto said. He didn't wait; he turned and left, Myfanwy beside him. Martha glanced at the Doctor, and was surprised by the calculating look on the Wizard's face.

Then she had no choice but to follow the man out of the room, Tardis bringing up the rear.

"Why can't we just leave from here?" Martha asked quietly.

"There are too many warding spells still in place around the house," the Doctor answered.

"But I thought Ianto said the Quorum had gotten rid of a lot of them!"

"They did," the younger Wizard answered her. "But since most of the Quorum is still in attendance, they thought it best to leave them up around the residence for the time being. Especially with such an important prisoner being held here as well. Once we get outside, we should be able to leave the island with no problem."

"I'm surprised you didn't prepare something to counter the wards around the house," the Doctor snarked. "It shouldn't have been that difficult."

"It isn't," Ianto answered smoothly, his face an impassive mask as he turned back to look at them. "But I wanted to give us a bit of a head start. I don't think any of my former fellows have access to time travel magic, but it's better to be safe than sorry. If I'd disturbed the wards in any way it would have become obvious we were escaping."

"Well, it was obvious something would be tried."

They'd turned a corner while they'd been talking, and almost ran into the blond Wizard who'd released them from the Zero Room.

Ianto pulled up, his wand suddenly in hand. "Please don't try to stop me, Omega. I don't want to have to fight you."

The Wizard – Omega Patrexes, as he'd introduced himself back at the Quorum – shook his head. "Ianto, I know you're hurting but this isn't the way to go about getting Jack back – "

"We can't get Jack back," Ianto snapped, losing the calm mask he'd been wearing, the loss evident once more. "But I can make sure the timeline's fixed back the way it should be."

"And how do you know this isn't the way the timeline should be?" Omega countered.

"I know. This isn't all about Jack, Omega…this is about setting things right. About getting the lives back we should have lived. I've given this so much thought…and I know I'm doing the right thing. The spell was always meant to be cast. Things were already changed, and they need to be changed back. History needs to be set right."

"What are you?" the Doctor demanded. His eyes were narrowed, and he was staring at Omega sharply.

The Wizard chuckled. "I would have at least thought you would have tried to convince me of the validity of your enterprise before attempting to insult me."

Omega's face wavered, changing before Martha's startled eyes. When it was done, the only thing left was a grinning skull, supported on a skeletal neck and shoulders, from which hung indigo robes. She gasped in shock.

The obviously undead Wizard bowed slightly. "Yes, that's usually the response I get to my true form. Although I'm a bit surprised a Great Wizard sensed anything different about me. It's usually the Cardinals who have such issues."

The Doctor didn't answer. Instead, he simply stared at the…thing, in front of them.

"The word you're looking for is Lich," Omega supplied into the silence. "Five hundred years ago I made a mistake, and now I must exist with it." He turned back to Ianto. "And I know this timeline is wrong, Ianto. The Quorum found proof of it, in Lord Harold's own writing. However, the letter he wrote is actually dated almost nine hundred years ago. It certainly lends credence to Master John's story about what happened."

"Then help us put it back to the way it should be," Ianto urged. He lowered his wand, and the imploring look on his face was heartbreaking.

The hollow sockets of Omega's eyes looked at Ianto, and Martha knew if a skull could look sad, then this one did. "My friend, I know you're thinking about Jack. We all heard the lady's story in the Quorum, and it takes no guessing to realize that you're helping the traitor because you think you can help the Ianto and Jack of that other timeline, instead of out of any sort of filial piety. We're all well aware of how you feel about him." A small jerk of the head indicated the Doctor. "As matter of fact, I would have suspected Lady Jenny being the one to break him out, and not you. So please don't try to convince me you're doing this for the betterment of the timelines. You're doing this because you can't have Jack back, but your other self can."

Ianto's shoulders slumped, but he didn't say anything. Martha would have felt even sorrier for him than before, if it wasn't for the fact that she'd happened to catch a glimpse of the Doctor's face when Omega made that comment about 'filial piety'.

His expression hardened, and he crossed his arms over his chest, body stiffening.

It hit Martha then.

He'd known about Lady Rose.

He'd known about the baby when he'd abandoned her, all those centuries ago.

The reality of that was like a lead weight in her chest. How could she reconcile the Doctor who'd saved her from her homeland's invaders, and who'd helped so many people on their travels, with the man who would leave his lover and child alone somewhere? She'd known he could be ruthless, but this…

This really was heartless.

"Ianto." Her attention was drawn back to Omega, as his sorrowful voice murmured across the distance between himself and the distraught young Wizard. "You know how I felt about Jack. He was the only one who'd truly understood what it was like to exist while everyone we'd ever known died around us. He was my friend, in many ways my best friend. He never condemned my choice to do this to myself, and he made my existence somewhat more bearable. And, I promise you, if I'd been able to weep, I would have been right beside you in your mourning." He reached out, resting a gloved hand on Ianto's shoulder. "I also know that Jack would want you to do the right thing, whether or not it was the easy thing. And we both know, if he was here, he'd be helping you reset the timeline. You both were too altruistic for your own good."

Ianto choked on a laugh. "You're right there. We always were." He sighed. "I meant what I said in the Quorum, Omega. I don't honestly think I can forgive you or Donna for sending us here."

"And I can't forgive myself for my part in this. Which is why I'm letting you go."

The smile on Ianto's face was painful to see. "Thank you."

It was Omega's turn to laugh. "Please, don't. I'm not as altruistic as you are. I'm mainly doing it because of my own mistake in messing with things I should never have. This…existence of mine will be canceled out if you go back and succeed. So I'm being very selfish." He reached into his robes, pulling out what Martha recognized as the Doctor's wand. "I retrieved this. I thought your ancestor might have need of it."

Ianto took the wand. "You might be selfish, but thank you anyway."

The Lich shook his head. "If you're so determined to thank me, then I'll accept. But you need to leave now, before the alarm is sounded. Being a Void Wizard means I can supersede the wards Lord Harold put up a little easier than you can, and I can also cover your escape." He squeezed Ianto's shoulder. "Take care, my friend. I hope to never see you again."

Ianto nodded, stepping back. Omega's hand fell away from his shoulder, and the Lich turned away from them. Martha wasn't sure if it was to give himself a little piece of deniability in their escape or if he simply didn't want to see Ianto leave. She thought back about the lecture the Doctor had given her on the various Wizards, and how that not all Void Wizards were evil. Omega certainly fit into the 'good' description, despite his undead appearance.

There was a rustling, and Tardis was wrapping her wings around them. As they began to dematerialize, she reached over and took Ianto's hand. The Wizard looked at her, and squeezed her fingers.

And then they were gone, the house fading out around them.



Oh at least it wasn't Ianto who broke my heart in this chapter, poor Martha. Her thougths about the Doctor were breaking my heart and I can't imagine how she must of felt learning that some of it was true.

Omega went up some in my book for help Ianto, Martha and the Doctor.
I actually love Omega, and I'm sorry he's not going to be around anymore. It's bad when you create characters you love and then they're gone...

Yeah, Martha is having some serious second thoughts about the Doctor...
I LOVE this story. Great chapter, I felt sorry for Martha - questioning what she believed about the Doctor.
She's having a bit of a crisis now. We'll see how it works out.

Go Ianto and wonderful Omega. The Doctor ended up in my bad books after how he treated Jack so i'm not surprised at his behaviour but poor Martha has to face some hard truths. Wonderful as always. I love this world you've created.
Yeah, Martha comes from a time of vows and honor, so she just doesn't get the Doctor's behavior at all.

Thanks! :)
poor Martha, the doctor is a confusing and sometimes damnable person. This Martha had to learn that just as ours did.

Yay! +10 for Omega. I absolutly LOVE the conversation between him and Ianto. and LOVE how you've protreyed his character.
I do love Omega. It's too bad...

And the Doctor... *sigh*