Fandoms: Torchwood/Merlin/Doctor Who
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Arthur/Merlin, Gwaine/Morgana, Doctor/Donna, Mickey/Martha, Tommy/Tosh, Owen/Katie, Rhys/Gwen, John/Suzie, TARDIS, Lancelot/Guinevere, pre-Rhys/Alice, Steven, Rhiannon, Myfanwy, Aithusa and Kilgharrah, Francine, Tish, David, Mica, Estelle
Summary: The moment they tried to kill him they brought forth a wrath unlike anything seen before. The 456 were easily defeated the moment Avalon became involved but now humanity must face the consequences of actions taken and not taken. The wrath of the dragons will be known as Jack must make amends for a single thoughtless moment that ruined what he had with Ianto or he will risk losing his other half.
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, Merlin or Doctor Who
Written for the Dragon Big Bang Round 1
The day the children stopped was the day Morgause had waited for. Her long-awaited revenge would be complete but she had forgotten one thing: Avalon protects its own and none is more precious to them than their Prince and Dragon Lord.
The moment Ianto Jones breathed his last mortal breath the 456 and humanity were declared enemies of King Arthur, his knights and all of Avalon.
Deep within the rubble of what was once Torchwood Three something still lived.
Horror gripped Myfanwy as the spell that kept her true identity hidden from all but those who weren't considered kin fell away and she shifted to free herself from the rubble that kept her imprisoned, stretching out her massive purple wings and flexing to make sure they were uninjured.
With a mighty roar Myfanwy spread her wings and no longer caring who saw her, pushed off with her legs and took to the air. 'My Lord Ianto, please hang on.'
Cradling Ianto's lifeless body against his Jack cursed himself as his own life left him. 'I let Ianto die in doubt. I couldn't even muster up enough courage to tell him how I truly felt, I am so sorry Ianto, I do love you I just wish I could have found the strength to tell you long before today. I should have made sure you knew everyday how important you were to me.' As he breathed his last Jack knew that this was a guilt he would live with until the end of his days. He hurt and let down the one person who truly loved and accepted him for who he was and in his final moments he couldn't tell Ianto how much he loved him. 'Good-bye Ianto, I will never forget you.'
As the darkness claimed Jack he swore he saw two figures appear, bathed in golden light.
Power and rage radiated off them in waves as Morgana and Merlin glared at the tank housing the vile 456. Behind them Kilgharrah and Aithusa stood at the ready to protect and destroy on their masters' command.
"You killed my son!" Merlin snarled, untamed fury lacing his voice as his eyes flashed amber. The air inside the 456 holding tank began to boil. The moment the children stopped the Lady of Time sought them out and awoke them and now the 456 would know his full wrath for daring to try and kill his son.
While Merlin was unleashing his wrath on the 456 Morgana was checking on Ianto and Jack. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she felt the spell around Ianto protecting him but it wouldn't last long. "Emrys, Ianto is alive but I don't know how long his magic can keep him safe. We need to get him out of here. Stop playing around with these vile addicts," Morgana hissed as she turned to glare at the tank, her eyes filled with hate. Not only did these monsters try and kill her nephew but they used children as a way to get high.
Hearing his son was still alive soothed a tiny bit of Merlin's rage but the innocent lives lost today, and the children the leaders of the world were preparing to hand over to these monsters was too much. 'First we deal with these things and then we deal with the leaders who would so callously hand over children.' Merlin eyes turned solid amber. "Kilgharrah, would you and Aithusa mind getting my son and his friend to somewhere safe while we deal with this group of trash?"
"Of course, young Warlock. Just do not let the need for revenge take you down the wrong path," Kilgharrah warned.
"Do not worry I won't let Merlin head down the same path I did," Morgana vowed before she murmured a spell that placed Ianto on Kilgharrah's back and Jack on Aithusa's.
“Come, I sense Myfanwy’s fear and worry about her young charge. We need to reassure her that Ianto is fine. Plus, gather the others for what is coming.” Aithusa’s voice was full of sadness. Ianto had been the hope to the third race and even though it wasn’t them who tried to kill Ianto their own actions would be good enough to bring Avalon to war with humanity. Many still carried some bitterness over their treatment of their kind at the hands of Uther. War was coming to the world a man, a war they had no chance of winning.
Morgana exchanged worried looks with the dragons. She could see the fear they both didn’t voice; someone else was pulling the strings and she had a pretty good idea as to who it was. ‘The hate that lies in Morgause heart doesn’t die easily and I wouldn’t put it past her to find away to use Ianto as her instrument of war against humanity.’ Still Morgana knew she couldn’t dwell on that. Right now they needed to take care of the current threat.
Somehow Merlin managed to hold himself back from unleashing his wrath until the two dragons became tiny specks. He wanted his son safe and far away from this place of death. Merlin shivered as he felt the souls of the dead linger about and their senseless deaths filled him with rage.
Morgana came to stand beside Merlin, her amber eyes swirling with her own untamed anger. “This is your one and only warning: leave this planet and never return and we shall spare you.” The offer to the 456 left a distasteful taste in her mouth.
“Never, we need the high and we will not leave until we get the children. The government gave in once and they shall again. You are powerless to stop us,” the 456 taunted.
Merlin’s lips curled up into a dangerous smile. “We are no mere mortals. We are of something much older and much more powerful, and you had your one chance and blew it. This will serve as a warning to the rest of your kind: the children of Earth are under the protection of Avalon and all her kind. Not one single child will be going with you! Not now, not ever!” As Merlin’s voice grew louder it was filled with ancient power, one as old as time.
It was time to remind everyone that in all myths and legends there were some truths. Those watching felt dread and hope mingling within them as they realized they were indeed watching the true Merlin and Morgana and they were no fairytale.
Under the combined powers of Merlin and Morgana it didn't take long for the first crack in the tank to appear. The 456 screamed and withered in pain as their air in the tank burst into flame and quickly consumed them but the two magic users were hardly done as they sent a cascading wave of fire back up to the 456 ship in orbit.
All around the world parents, grandparents, families and teachers watched with growing hope as the children gave one final scream before all was silent. Then the children blinked and began talking and moving about as if nothing had happened.
But something had happened. Avalon had awakened and all who dwelled within her lands were not happy with humans and their treatment of their children. They cried at the destruction done to their once beautiful world. Avalon protected their own and none was dearer to them then the child of Arthur and Merlin. It was time for humans to remember that they were not the most powerful or dangerous race to walk among the Earth; no, that was the third race.
As one Merlin and Morgana turned to look at the camera set up in the room, dark and foreboding looks on their faces. “You have made powerful enemies and sealed your fate the moment you agreed to give into the 456’s demand of the children and led my nephew to his mortal death! There is nothing you can do to stop them. Avalon will declare war on humans,” Morgana informed them sadness lacing her voice, there was nothing she and Merlin could do. ‘It’s all up to you Lady of Time, I pray you can help figure out what my sister has done that has led us to this moment.’
As Morgana spoke all around the world people stopped and watched in awe and terror as creatures once believed to be nothing but mere things of legend filled the sky. The dragons' mighty bodies and powerful wings blocked out all light; wind, rain, everything but total darkness, a darkness that filled everyone with the sense of dread. The fairies fluttered about hissing at the adults and smiling at the children. The 456 may be gone but something deep within them told them they had managed to anger someone or something a lot more powerful.
The TARDIS did indeed have a plan; she had her own army hidden in the shadows, led by one she had greatly missed. ‘I wonder how my lonely angel will react when he sees her and she remembers?’ The TARDIS gave a small giggle; she saw an angry slap in the Doctor’s face very soon. 'I just hope it will be enough to undo the damage Morgause and her daughter have caused.'
As she studied the timeline the TARDIS was pleased to see, with Merlin and Morgana's arrival, Morgause's spell was already beginning to weaken.
Gwen blinked as Rhys entered the warehouse before fury overtook her. "Rhys! What the hell are you doing here? I told you not to come back until I told you it was safe!" Gwen snapped at her husband.
Johnson shifted and her hand fell to her gun. There was something about this man that screamed he was much more dangerous than Cooper was and he was not a man to be taken lightly. 'Rhys Williams who are you really?' There were many secrets that surrounded Torchwood Three and the soldier in Johnson told her that the biggest of all secrets was about to come to light.
Rhys looked at his wife and wondered why the usual feelings of love didn't surge forth when he looked at Gwen; in fact it almost felt like he was coming out of a dream. "I'm sorry Gwen but I don't answer to you. I have my own orders to bring you with me." Rhys prayed that for once Gwen could come without a fight but the look on her face made it clear that wasn't going to happen.
Gwen crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm not going anywhere until I learn where those things took Jack and Ianto's body. I need to be there for Jack when he awakens." Gwen felt a lump in her throat and fought the urge to cry. While she wasn't close to Ianto, in fact there were days when she downright hated him for standing between her and Jack, she didn't want him dead, not when it was only the three of them left. Still a tiny part of her couldn't help but find something positive in Ianto's death, 'Now there's nothing standing in the way of Jack and I finally being together like we were always meant to be.'
Rhys fought the urge to roll his eyes. He was surprised that the normal jealousy he felt when Gwen put Jack above everything didn't make an appearance. "If you would let me finish speaking I am taking you to where Jack, Ianto and the dragons are."
Johnson and her men blinked, yet not at all surprised to learn that had really been dragons. After all, they had been dealing with aliens that got high off of children for the past few days. Gwen, well she had a bit different reaction.
"Oh, come on Rhys! You can't seriously believe that they were really dragons? It had to be a trick! I can't believe how naive you are being." Gwen shook her head. Aliens were one thing, but dragons were something that belonged in fairytales and in the myths of times with knights and magic.
A small knowing smile tugged at the corners of Rhys' mouth. "I had a feeling there maybe some non-believers in the group and to make sure no one tried anything I brought some back-up. You can come in now," Rhys called over his shoulder as he shoved the warehouse doors wide open.
"Rhys what are you do...." Gwen's screech trailed off as a purple dragon entered the warehouse and took up a protective stance behind Rhys. "Rhys, get away from that creature this instant! It could hurt you!" Gwen hissed as her hand went to her gun.
To her abject horror Rhys merely chuckled at her concern and scratched the dragon on its snout. "Myfanwy would never hurt me."
Gwen snorted. "What is it with that name? First Ianto names his stupid dinosaur that and now you've named a dragon it. Couldn't you come up with something a little more original?" she asked Rhys with a raised eyebrow.
Myfanwy let out a little huff. "I'll have you know I am that stupid dinosaur and I happen to like my name." She never did like Gwen; there was darkness around the woman almost like a shroud blocking all magic users from being able to truly read her. It was unsettling.
"I am not going anywhere until I hear from Jack that it's okay to move," Gwen retorted as she forgot about her gun and crossed her arms over her chest and took on a stubborn stance.
Letting out puffs of smoke Myfanwy moved further into the warehouse until she was staring down at Gwen, her catlike eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. "You listen here little girl, I have had enough of your attitude. You claim to be the heart but I have seen how you treated your teammates, you took great pleasure in rubbing your happy relationship in their faces all the while never once stopping to think about the loved ones they had lost. You saw them as cold and unfeeling when they had so much more heart than you ever could hope to have. Now you will shut up and do as Rhys says. He wants to keep you safe, and instead you just want to stay in a place that will soon be crawling with your enemies all because you want to comfort a man that has not and will never belong to you."
It took all of Johnson's willpower not to smile, 'It would seem the dragon has the most sense. I wonder if Cooper will actually listen?'
Gwen snapped her jaw shut, anger coursing through her. "I don't have to stand here and listen to an over-grown reptile. I am the second-in-command of Torchwood Three. Jack will need me. The loss of Ianto will break him." Gwen couldn't understand how they couldn't see how much Jack was going to need her strength. They had to deal with the fallout and then they could properly mourn Ianto.
It filled Myfanwy with great pleasure as she informed Gwen, "Ianto's alive. Something much older than any of you could understand is at work here and unless you want Morgana to haul your ungrateful behind to the new safe house you'll come with me. The 456 are nothing compared to the fury Avalon is about to unleash on this planet. We have a very small window to stop all this from happening and you are holding us up. Now stop acting like a spoiled child not getting her away and start being the Torchwood Three agent you can be!" Myfanwy bore down on Gwen.
"Ianto's alive?" Gwen whispered softly, she could hardly wrap her mind around the news. "But... how?" It wasn't possible. Except for Jack people just didn't come back from the dead. 'This has to be a trick; she promised me that Jack would be mine!' Gwen shook her head, "No, you're just trying to trick me, and well it won't work. Except for Jack people can't come back from the dead."
"Oh for crying out loud, Cooper, will you shut up!" A snarky female voice came from behind her.
Whirling around Gwen came face-to-face with someone who couldn't possible standing there. "But... you're dead!"
Suzie Costello merely raised an eyebrow. "When it comes to Torchwood the dead don't stay dead. I thought you would have learnt that by now?" And for once in her life Gwen was speechless.
Alice Carter was terrified and very pissed off. She wanted out of this damn cell and soon, she needed to get Stephen checked out after that last attack and then she wanted to get them as far away as she could. A noise outside her cell had Alice tensing and tightening her grip on her son.
"Are you sure this is the right cell?" a doubtful male voice asked just outside their cell door.
"I'm sure, Mickey. This is where the TARDIS showed me on the map," a gentle female voice answered back. "Plus my scanner is picking up two life signs."
"That's good enough for me." Alice could hear the grin in the voice of the man now identified as Mickey; she jumped as a loud series of bangs came from her door. "Step away from the door and use your bunk as cover."
Alice immediately did as told. Right now she didn't care who these people were but if they could get them out of this dank cell she would trust them, for now. Ducking behind their bunk Alice wrapped her body protectively around Stephen's, shielding him from the upcoming blasted. Closing her eyes she waited for the boom but when that didn't come Alice dared to peek opening one eye. Her eyes shot open as she saw the door to the cell was melting away, allowing a dark-skinned man carrying one of the biggest and strangest looking guns she'd ever seen.
The beautiful Asian woman that followed in after the man smiled at them. "I'm Toshiko Sato and this is Mickey Smith. We're here to rescue you."