The Storms of Change: Chapter Four

[emeraldsnakes]

Summary: There comes a time in every Sentinel's life when their immortality is revealed. When 21st Century Earth is the epicenter of the change that will decide the survival of the human race. What kind of consequences affect those who are preparing for the change as this immortality is revealed amongst one of their own. Is Torchwood really ready?

 

 

Words:1,145
Title: Shatter


The pub was small, serving to a select and regular clientele that Ianto was a part of. He sat in a back corner, out of the way of everyone else, the way he liked it because he couldn't afford to draw anyone's attention. He liked the small place, out of the way and filled with people who didn't care about whom else was there.

It was why the strangely attired man didn't draw the attention he would have in any other place. He caught Ianto's attention though. The sword and the gun were definitely not from this time period and his wrist strap, it was the same as Jack's. Ianto didn't know the full function of the strap but it meant that the stranger was definitely from some time in the far future.

He seemed to know that Ianto was watching him for he turned his head and his eyes locked with Ianto's momentarily, his grey and Ianto's blue. Ianto shook off the feeling of dread that filled him from the brief contact and returned to his drink, ignoring the man for the rest of the night.

As he walked home he thought about his plans to move out of Cardiff, to some place he wouldn't accidently run into Jack. It had almost happened twice now and he couldn't risk it anymore. Though he knew a lot about Torchwood's assignments there was still a strong chance that they could meet.

He was caught off guard when someone grabbed him from behind and forced him behind a building and up against the wall. A body pressed against his, hips thrust against his ass and he could see enough in the shadows to know that it was the strange man from the pub. The fear from before rose back and engulfed him as the man's breath ghosted over his neck, the side of his face and his hands worked their way down Ianto's body.

"Mmm, hello Eye Candy."


Rage and hatred filled Ianto and his hands gripped the metal of the shelf he was crouched on in a death grip. Hart was looking up at him with a shit eating and taunting grin. His eyes saw Ianto just as a body to fuck and the gleam in them told Ianto that he was remembering their last encounter. Ianto was remembering it too but with a completely different attitude towards it.
 

"Eye Candy," Hart said silkily, deadly. "Why don't you come down so we can have some more fun together?"

Ianto snapped. He dropped down landing on the ground softly and attacked with a precision only a trained Sentinel could master. Hart himself was actually a competent fighter, he gave as good as he got and was able to hold his own quite well.

When Ianto threw him into a shelf, he got the same in return, almost as if he was fighting a mirror of himself. Many of Hart's attacks had little effect on him though, his rage fueled everything and kept him constantly healing. He could go on forever where as Hart was just a mere mortal.

Hart seemed to realize he couldn't get the upper hand not matter what he did and drew a weapon, a small gun he'd snuck from the weapon's cabinet when no one was looking. Seeing the action Ianto drew his own weapon, a drone gun he carried with him like Jack his Webley.

They stared each other down, guns aimed at one another, Ianto's at Hart's head and Hart's at Ianto's chest. They would both die instantly but Ianto didn't care. Hart was going to die one way or another.

"Ianto!" Jack yelled running in a freezing at the sight. Jack drew his Webley instantly and aimed it at hart the other coming in to fan out behind him. Ianto found it humorous how they all easily shifted back to how they'd acted before Jack had left, as if those three months had never happened.

"Put the gun down John," Jack ordered angrily. "You wanted my help but you are certainly not getting it if you shoot Ianto."

Hart smirked at Ianto and replied to Jack, "Do you trust this man with your life Jack? I don't think you should, because he if far m ore that just simple Eye Candy."

"You should talk," Ianto snarled and it making the others step back. "You're a murderer; you killed that woman just so you could have access to that diamond only to find out she'd hidden it on you. Poor, poor you."

In the split second he said that they both pulled the trigger and the last thing Ianto heard, over the gunshots was Jack's scream.

O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.

Waking up as a Sentinel was nothing like how Jack woke up. It was painful, yes but that was because their body was physically weak and it took a few minutes for everything to start functioning properly. When they came back there was no gasping for breath, no sudden eye widening shock. The heart started to beat first, pumping blood back through the veins which started everything back up at once. As the lungs started providing oxygen to the blood cells the brain woke up, bring everything fully back online.

That was how Ianto came back from the dead for the first time in two hundred years. The cold seeping in through his back told him that he was in autopsy and he could hear soft talking and crying above him. He opened his eyes slowly and saw the team standing above him and in a group. Gwen looked miserable but she wasn't the one crying. She was talking with Owen who looked just as miserable as she did.

It was Tosh who was crying and although she knew about Ianto's heritage he wasn't surprised. She'd never had proof that he would come back after dying. Jack had his arms wrapped around her in comfort and Ianto could see tears in his eyes as well.

It renewed a hope in Ianto that there could be something between them. Jack wouldn't openly cry over the others, though there would be tears. Jack felt something strongly for him, maybe even love.

"Jack," Gwen exclaimed startled.

Ianto looked at her to see that she was pointing down at him, wide eyed. Busted. His secret was out now and he just hoped he didn't lose Jack over it. Surely Jack would understand why he'd kept such a secret from them, not just because the Sentinels did want many people knowing about them but because he feared Jack would see it as another betrayal and want nothing more to do with him.

He didn't look at Jack, didn't want to see whatever was going through his eyes. Instead he sat up and stretched which earned a shriek from Gwen.

"Jack what the hell is going on?"


Chapter Five

Comments

[onlyoneargess.livejournal.com]

Very interesting chapter. I could see why Ianto didn't want to see Hart. It looks like Ianto is going to have some explaining to do to everyone.
More importantly to Jack.