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Bespelled
By : Chimeradragon
Category: S through Z > Torchwood
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Title: Bespelled
Author: Chimera Dragon
Pairings: Janto
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood and likely... never will. *sad face*
Author's Note: Jack meets the Council and the unthinkable happens...

Chapter 7:

"So," Jack asked as he turned around in the sunlight to let Ianto look him over. "How do I look? Presentable for the council?"

Ianto watched the half-dragon as the sun glinted off scale and skin. He shook himself and focused on the clothing. Fine dark brown pants with a hole for the long blue tail and a light blue shirt with holes for the huge blue wings. Jack had found a pair of short tan boots that fit and was rocking back and forth to get used to the feel of them.

"Ianto?" Jack asked as he waved a hand in front of the other man's face.

"What? Yes, you look fantastic," Ianto said hurriedly as he tried to hide the fact he had been staring.

Jack turned and looked over his boulder and smirked. "You look gorgeous too."

"Stop that," Ianto blushed slightly as he picked his robes back up and put them on. "We have to be getting back. I'm supposed to report my findings from the Vaults."

"I promise to try and behave," Jack said, trying to look innocent and failing.

"I'm sure you'll be a handful," Ianto replied with a shake of his head.

"You're not the first person to tell me that," Jack laughed. He flexed his wings before tucking them against hid back. "After you, Wizard Ianto."

"You are encourage-able," Ianto sighed as he led the way back to the transport ring.

"I really don't like that feeling," Jack murmured as he followed.

"Will you believe me if I tell you it's not as bad the second time? I think you get used to it. I know I have."

Jack eyed the wizard warily. "I guess so..."

Ianto gave him a brilliant smile as he stepped into the ring and gave Jack room to stand with him. He murmured the words and the light enveloped them again.

Jack shuddered and rubbed against Ianto a little as they appeared on the main floor of the castle in an alcove. He stopped as Ianto gave in and helped rub the itchiness out.

"It really does get better over time," Ianto said as he helped to straighten Jack's clothing out again. "Now, off to meet the council."

"They seemed stuff back in my time," Jack replied as he followed. "Though, to be honest, I didn't leave home much. I mostly saw the caves and the dragons. But I heard the castle here wasn't that big."

"You're from a very long time ago," Ianto murmured in wonder.

"Yeah, but there's no use in dwelling in another time. Best to get on with the present. Shall we?" Jack asked as he turned to follow Ianto.

Ianto shook his head and led the way to the Council Chamber. He saw and tried to ignore the looks he and Jack were given. It wasn't common for someone his age to have achieved Mater status, not to mention a Companion like Jack. They might not have realized what he was but knew he was something they wanted.

Jack looked over to Ianto as they reached the doors to the chamber. "Is it just me, or are there a lot of people staring at me?"

"They think you're amazing looking and want you. They're objectifying you. And I don't approve in the least," Ianto replied. "I don't know why they think one person 'deserves' a certain kind of Companion. It's Fate that determines that kind of thing. As though I could change the way you feel. Or the way I feel about you. Some will never have a Companion and don't understand what that connection means," he sighed heavily at the thought.

"And that's why they'll never have a Companion," Jack replied. "If you objectify the soul you're meant to spend the rest of your life with, then you don't deserve them."

Ianto nodded in agreement as he sent a tendril of power towards the door to announce them and open the door.

Jack watched as the heavy looking doors swung open easily. He grinned at Ianto and took his place to the wizard's right. "I've always loved magic," he whispered. "Just didn't get to see a lot of it back then."

"You'll get to see plenty," Ianto promised in a whisper without turning his head back. He walked up to a small podium that faced a raised dais. The dais was only a few feet higher than the podium they had stopped at.

"Master Ianto, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit," an elderly looking wizard with wispy white hair asked. He was seated in the middle of the dais, with milky white eyes that looked out over the room.

"I have found my Companion, High Enchanter Wong," Ianto replied as he placed his hands on the podium. His voice carried even though he spoke in an conversational tone. "And I have information to share on him."

"Looks pretty," a middle aged woman said from the far right of the dais. She had her hair pulled back into a severe bun and a nasty look on her face.

"Looks strong," the man next to her with dark hair and eyes replied.

"Let him step forward," Enchanter Wong said as the chatter started to overwhelm the area. The rest of the dais fell quiet.

"Go on," Ianto said with an encouraging smile. "Just be you."

Jack nodded and stepped forward. He noted an interesting pattern in the tiles of the floor made a circle half way between the dais and the podium and there was a beam of sunlight that came in from over head to light it. He strode towards it with confidence and stopped in the center of the circle. He gave a polite bow to the dais and waited.

"He looks human," a small woman said as she looked over Jack.

"His magic prevents people from casually noticing him," Ianto replied. "Go on, Jack. Show them your stuff."

Jack nodded and flared his wings with a dramatic flourish. He arched his tail up so it was clearly visible as he turned in a circle, knowing that sunlight would enhance his appearance "Captain Jack Harkness, at your service," he said with a bow as he finished his turn.

"He speaks!" the snooty looking woman with the tight bun said with surprise.

"Is that so unusual?" Jack asked as he tucked his wings back. He rested them on his shoulders and the magic surrounding them made them seem like a cape at first glance.

"No Companion speaks on the first day with a Wizard! They are beasts without human language!" she replied with a look at Ianto. "I was told you would received your Companion today." She looked through Jack to Ianto.

"I did. You can ask him yourself if you don't believe me," Ianto replied looking irritated.

"Why, so he can parrot back what you've told him to tell us? You wish us to think your Companion better than those of us that have none?" she snarled back.

"No, so you can know for yourself!" Ianto replied.

"Stop it!" Jack yelled, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room. "I am not some mindless beast you can talk about as though I'm not here!" he turned back to the woman that had been questioning Ianto. "I have no idea why you would be on a council of elders and enlightened ... but you need to see more of the world. You need to learn the beauty that is outside the world you have created in your mind. It's no wonder the dragons will not speak with you any longer. If this is how those in power treat creatures and people that do not speak the common language of humans!"

"How dare you!?" the woman snarled. She stood from her chair and brandished a nasty, dark and twisted looking wand and pointed it at Jack.

There were several shouts that echoed through the room even as a bolt of light flew from the wand and struck Jack, sending him flying backwards with a cry of pain.

He slid down the wall and crumpled in a heap.

Ianto ran for him, disregarding everyone and everything in the room.

"Jack!" he cried as he ran. He threw a shielding spell around the slumped form and himself without a second thought as he skidded to a stop on his knees.

"Is the poor thing alright?" Enchanter Wong asked as he seemed to materialize next to Ianto and Jack. He leaned heavily on a gnarled looking staff.

"I ... I don't know!" Ianto said, as he felt for breath.

Jack's body was still and lifeless, his eyes open and unblinking. His chest didn't move, and there was not even a twitch from his limbs.

Ianto's hand moved to the fallen man's neck, feeling for a pulse even as tears filled his eyes. His fingers found no pulse. He desperately reached out with his power and felt ... nothing.

"What is it?" Enchanter Wong asked with a worried frown..

"He's dead," Ianto murmured numbly. "She killed him."

TBC …
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Bespelled	By : Chimeradragon Category: S through Z > Torchwood Views: 1954 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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