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Planetary Hostage 2	By : Genuka Category: 1 through F > Doctor Who Views: 1882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who/Torchwood and make no money off of them, mores the pitty. Nor Do I own the Justice League species Thangarians. This is a work of fiction with no intentional connection to anything real.

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A/n: I've introduced a very minor cross as a cameo(which I don't own) and yes I know I'm a geek....

Birdmen and Bonding

The Tardis noticed in annoyance that the humans were still frantically trying to get inside of her instead of trusting her to take care of her pack. She started flashing her external lantern in a basic on-off pattern until she had their attention. Next she started playing S.O.S. in the human's basic Morse Code until they had proven that they could decipher what she was doing The crude communication method established, the Tardis started her actual message by holding her lantern flared for a count of two, twice in quick succession after a pause for a count of five. She then waited for another count of five before signaling, still in Morse code, asking if they were ready to receive her message. As soon as the translator had given verbal confirmation to the officer in charge she was off, signaling another message.

{I can hear you just fine.} The Tardis pulsed. {You don't need to find a way to signal back}

"You mean it can understand what we're saying?!" The lead officer demanded of the hapless translator.

"It seems so sir." The translator admitted. "Think about it, you've read the files on the Doctor and his ship, did you really think that there wouldn't be something special or something extra about her with such an extraordinary pilot? Do we really know how many times he's actually saved us? Or how often we've hurt him? I suspect that he'd be well within his rights, even by our standards, to leave us to our fates."

The officer gave the translator a nasty glare. "What's your name soldier?"

"Danton, sir." The translator told him, straightening.

"I'll have to remember that." The officer told him firmly before turning back to the watching Tardis. "The Doctor and his companions disappeared, then your doors slammed shut. We were trying to get to him to help. We just wanted to help." He told the police box firmly feeling more than a bit foolish.

{Really?} The Tardis somehow managed to convey a sense of amusement. {And why would my Thief and his pack need refuge from me? He is my pilot after all and I've waited far to long for this bonding.}

The officer turned back to Danton and asked for confirmation on what he'd just heard translated. "Thief? Pack? Bonding?"

Danton nodded. "Yes, sir. That's what she signaled. I can check it again if you like?"

"Do it." He ordered before turning back toward the Tardis.

"I checked again and its the same, sir." Danton confirmed a moment later. The officer just nodded shortly in response.

{I could have told you that.} The Tardis' sarcasm was quite clear with still no clear indication how she was conveying her annoyance.

{After I've nearly lost him so often do you really think that I'd put my Thief at risk?} She demanded. {It took far to long to find him a pack and get them to bond with him before I could start the Final Bonding! They are taking a well deserved rest and I will not allow them to be disturbed. If the child's human family is here they must be kept where I can keep an eye on them. If harm befalls them my Thief would be hard pressed to stop me from both retrieving them and wreaking havoc with you! Even my Thief is unwilling to cross me over some things.}

Though there was no actual sound to the warning it still hung ominously in the air. There was clearly a limit to her patience and testing it wasn't wise. A soldier's radio crackled into life, asking for a clearance check on the Jones family.

"How do we know that you truly are the Tardis and not someone inside trying to pull the wool over our eyes?" The officer asked in sudden suspicion causing most of the personnel to look at him in shock and the translator Danton to cover his face with a *smack*.

{A thangarian with clipped wings, an Nth metal dagger in his right boot, and clearly on the wrong side of the dimensional wall challenging me?} The Tardis signaled with an implied scornful snort. {Which part of their war did you fall through from? Or was it during the attempted invasion of the version of Earth protected by the Justice League? I am not made from magic, so don't think that dagger of yours will do you any good against one such as me.}

"Does it matter creature?" The officer asked calmly, to calmly.

{If you bring harm to this world neither I nor my Thief will be happy. Having us unhappy with you is very dangerous ground to stand on.} The Tardis warned as she started shuttling the entire conversation to Jack's reading tablet and compressing time in the Sacred Rest chamber. It would cause the Time Lord members of her pack a few nightmares and to sleep a few extra hours but her Thief had dismantled all of her offensive equipment for repair parts...

Jack was frozen in place, forced to watch and hear the conversation between the Tardis and the lead officer, which had taken a few hours in the space of a few seconds until the Tardis suddenly released the time compression field as the video feed came current. He muttered a curse as he lept to his feet and checked on the others who were now moaning but still asleep. He hesitated to leave them even though the Tardis had opened the room's door onto the console room, trying to encourage him to help without first triggering the final part of the bonding. Jack nodded, half to himself and half to the Tardis, grabbing his coat he headed for the external doors on the other side of the console room to deal with the situation

To say that the soldiers were shocked at Jack's sudden appearance and quiet exit from the Tardis was an understatement. They were so shocked that he was able to quietly walk out of the Tardis, look at them for a moment and then pull the doors closed behind him. The sound of the Tardis' doors clicking shut snapped them out of their shocked stupor.

"Captain, I need you to step away from there." A lower ranked officer asked cautiously as if speaking to a skittish animal.

Jack just looked at the man with a blank expression, hands in his pockets, and rocked back on his heels. "Why?" Jack asked. "I'm not the one who's been irritating the Tardis and practically threatening the doc."

The soldiers looked at each other hesitantly, not sure what to make of this very accurate comment or the sequence of events that had led up to it.

Jack met the thangarian's gaze. "We both know that what you're doing isn't wise. I'm a little surprised that the Tardis even bothered trying to talk to you instead of ignoring you in favor of the Doctor until he could deal with you. Why don't you just walk away and we can forget this ever happened?" Jack offered softly.

"I need to get back and I will not let an entire planet stand in my way, much less one man." The officer told Jack through gritted teeth.

"Some have mistaken not only him but his people as gods." Jack warned.

"We killed our gods. Did you really think that going up against a god would frighten or stop me?" He responded scornfully with a shake of his head. "No, it only proves that he must be destroyed even more."

Jack's face hardened. "Then I can do nothing to help you, and my solution is nowhere near as kind as the Doctor's would have been." he informed the thangarian harshly as he stepped further away from the Tardis' doors, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt after tossing his favored great coat on top of a nearby pile of crates.

"If you are Jack Harkness of Torchwood the I will happily send another so called god ahead of this Doctor." The officer told him with a cold smile as he removed similarly his uniform jacket. "Even a god cannot stand against Nth metal and someone with the will to use it!"

"I'm not a god and neither is he but I can see why they called him a god or devil. It really depended on whether he was trying to preserve something or destroying it if they called him god, devil, angel, or storm." Jack told them quietly as the two began circling. "His very existence and especially his interactions with 20th Century humans were required reading at the academy." Jack feinted right but was handily blocked.

The Thangarian managed to duck, momentarily, through Jack's defenses and slash his shirt with the dagger that he'd pulled, while trying to slice Jack across the upper chest. Jack just kept circling and talking softly. "You know as much of a cutie as you are you never mentioned your name..."

"You have yet to earn the honor of knowing who among the Thangarian people will be the one to finally dispatch you." The officer told him still smiling coldly, as he feinted right then left then lunged and caught Jack's upper right thigh with a deep stab; Which he then quickly yanked back out causing Jack to let out a grunt of pain and start to bleed heavily from the leg wound.

"I'm no god. I can die just easily as the next man, staying dead on the other hand..." Jack trailed off trying to distract his opponent before he suddenly dropped to the floor using a ground leg sweep that sent his injured leg screaming in pain.

The officer was caught by the sudden move but allowed himself to fall, grabbing Jack's injury and digging his nails into the wound, ripping it open further, causing Jack to groan and collapse, nearly passing out. This gave the officer a perfect opening which he took to straddle Jack's chest and hold the blade at his throat.

"My name, creature, is Thangar Mik Tow." Mik Tow hissed into Jack's ear just as he slit Jack's throat. Next Mik Tow released the paralyzing psychic hold he'd kept on the humans in the room through the Archangel network, freeing them once more to voluntary movement as Jack bled out at his feet.

As Jack lay dying he felt something within himself shift but didn't worry about it to much since he would soon be dead and when he came back he'd be, if not completely healed then rapidly on the mend. A low tone started coming from the Tardis and quickly built into an ear rending screech, staggering everyone in the room. In the Sacred Rest chamber three Time Lords cried out in an accompaniment of sorrow and fury as they felt Jack die. Still the Rising Sleep kept them from going to his side. Their combined pain and rage triggered the waiting bond in such a way that when Jack awoke to life once again he awoke within the protective confines of the bond, reducing the shock and healing the breach in the pack bond, sealing the pack bond and Tardis bond into one complete and unique whole.

The screech of pain and fury which the Tardis was giving off changed to one of joy and celebration as Jack flared with a golden light of his own, coming back and sealing the bonds. The modifications that the Tardis had barely managed to finish as Jack lay dying had changed his revival sequence. Jack no longer died and then was forced back to life by the piece of the vortex inside of him, instead his body went through a very rapid regeneration cycle. The catch was that Jack only had one set of, now slightly changed, DNA so he didn't transform as a Time Lord would have, he just came back and healed very very quickly.

The golden light and sudden gasp of breath that Jack gave off as he sat up, his throat nearly healed, shocked Mik Tow into taking a step back, away from Jack, as he dropped his dagger from his suddenly limp hand. Jack looked Mik Tow in the eye as he picked up the Nth metal dagger and stood up in front of him. He pushed his questions about why waking up had felt different, less painful, than usual until later.

"I have one question for you. Given the chance would you open the Time War?" Jack asked quietly, feeling the others observing in the back of his mind, knowing that this was the quickest way to convince the Doctor that lethal measures were justified.

"If it gets me what I need or want then yes." Mik Tow answered candidly, shaking off his shock. Jack nodded and plunged the dagger into the man's heart, killing him.

As Mik Tow slumped to the floor, Jack informed him coldly. "Nothing justifies opening the Time War!"

Francine Jones stood stock still in the doorway to the room as she watched Mik Tow slide to the floor at Jack's feet, her family arranged behind her and stared in shock at the scene before her. Jack was covered in blood, both his own and Mik Tow's, still standing over Mik Tow's corpse as he looked up exhaustedly into Francine's eyes. He wished that she hadn't seen that but there was no help for it now.

"I'm sorry you had to see that Mrs. Jones." Jack apologized, responding to Martha's nearly frantic mental prompting. "If he'd had his way or even just been left alive he'd eventually have gone after and killed Martha as well as the Doctor. He managed to kill me during the fight, and half of this blood is mine, not his. I'm just glad that, at the moment, I don't stay dead very long. If you and the rest of the Jones' would follow me I'll take you to see Martha. It'll give me a chance to clean up with you all watching them."

Francine's shoulders stiffened and her lips thinned at the mention of her daughter. She gave a stiff nod and led the Jones clan across the room, carefully avoiding the mess of the fight and subsequent execution. Jack picked up his coat and led them into the Tardis, firmly closing the door behind them...

A/n: That's all I have completed for the moment. Have fun imagining the confrontation that's brewing!
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