Title: A Different World, A Different Story

Rating: Teen at the highest, some swearing and mentions of sex.

Summary: The rift is always unpredictable, but the team never imagined it could pull in people from other universes. This time it was Jack and Ianto's daughter that arrived in the hub.

Authors Notes: So this is my first attempt at publishing a fanfic, I've gotten a few good reviews from the people on tumblr and I decided to test the waters here. I will pull in story lines from Series 1 & 2, but I will by no means follow them. Torchwood and its characters are not mine, I just write about them.

Now without further ado, here is the first chapter of a probably 10-15 chapter fic. I hope you enjoy!


A Different World, A Different Story - Chapter 1

"So… let me get this straight, you… are their… daughter?" Owen asked, staring at me like I was the strangest thing that he's seen.

It was about the fifth time in the past ten minutes that he has asked me this question, and I was starting to get a little annoyed. I decided that bitter sarcasm was going to be my best option to get it through to him who I was.

"Yes Owen. Daughter. D-a-u-g-h-t-e-r. Noun. A human female offspring having combined genetics of the two parents. I find it a tad concerning that a doctor is not able to comprehend this." I finished off feeling a little smug, especially after seeing the look on his face.

After that, Tosh, Owen, and Gwen all just stared at me. I guess it is understandable; a random 17-year-old-looking girl randomly appears in the Hub, stating that she is in fact the child of two males, who may not even be together in this universe.

I looked around at the cell room under the hub, and it was obvious there wasn't much of a difference in this universe, and the one I live in. Except for the fact that I don't exist here… but I guess that, at least for me, is a pretty big difference. I then wondered how different things were, but like I said, things didn't seem too different. Gwen had the same gap in her teeth, Tosh obviously still had a nack for computers, and Owen was still the same prat that I had a love/hate relationship with.

I looked at them and sighed, it seemed that unless dad was able to find a way through to this universe, I may very well be stuck with this lot. That fact alone was a tad concerning, seeing as though I was a very strange thing to them.

"So," Tosh decided to end my thought process with clearing her throat, "So… uhm, what's your name?"

"Myfanwy," I said, and then heard Owen snort, "What?" I snapped.

I glowered at him, but he just returned my glare with a look like my name was one of the funniest things he had heard, and that made me concerned, seeing as it obviously is the name of either something significant, or idiotic in this universe. I know my other father's love for using Welsh names for aliens we capture, so I'm guessing that an Ood or Weevil was given the honor of my name.

"All right," I started, "Obviously something else has my name here… so what is it? A weevil? Ood?" Just then, I heard a giant screech of what sounded like a giant bird. I knew that sound, it was the pterodactyl my dad's had captured around the time I was born. It was then that I knew who help my name here. "So… I… am a prehistoric reptile in this universe?" They nodded, obviously trying their best not to laugh. "Wow… beth ddiawl oedd yr wyf yn mynd i."

"So," I started a few minutes later, "Uhm, where are my… dad's?"

They all gave each other a look, and Gwen said, "Erm… they said they were out… Weevil hunting."

"Oh God, say no more!" Obviously they still used the same code word here as they did back home. It took me a while, with a few horrible encounters, to learn that "Weevil hunting" was in fact not Weevil hunting at all. I remember when I was only around two years old, (Two years being how old I was, not how old I thought or looked) and went down to the archives to look for a piece of alien tech, to find my fathers… engaging in an activity that no child should be forced to ever see. I still remember the look of terror on my dad's (Ianto's) face, and how my other dad (Jack) found the whole ordeal to be quite hilarious. I think I fully agreed with Ianto in the situation, but it still took a few more of those "Encounters" to realize that "Weevil hunt" is code for "Stay away from any room that isn't open until you see us in the open fully dressed, or you may be emotionally scared for the rest of your life."

"It seems to me that you've been exposed to their… hunts as well?" Tosh said laughing.

"Yes, yes I have. But thankfully I've convinced them to, well mostly, save it for after hours." I said, shuddering with thoughts of the past.

After that it was silent again, and I could feel them all staring at me. It was obvious they wanted to know about me, and the world I came from. So I decided to see if I could get them to barter.

"Okay," I started, "It's obvious you all want to know about me, and I'll be glad to answer all your questions… but, for the love of all that is good in this world, will you please let me out of this cell? What is a teenage girl going to do to you all? I promise, I mean absolute no harm, and I want to be back to my home just as much as you want me gone." I debated on giving them what my dad's liked to call the "Harkness Charm" but I decided that it may lead them to believing I was up to something, so I just decided to keep a straight face.

I was surprised to see Owen's face to be the first to soften. "Yeah all right, but if you decide to get sneaky, we'll lock you up with Janett."

Adding into my surprise was Gwen's response, "Owen you can't be serious! You have no idea who she actually is! For all we know she could be lying, and is actually something here to harm all of us, and maybe even the world!"

Now that not only annoyed me, but it also broke the last piece of thread that had been keeping me from going off on Gwen. Parallel universe or not, she was obviously the same person, and it was time for me to let out all of the disgust I had been keeping inside of me for the past 4 years.

"For God's sake Gwen, please do us a favor and shut the fuck up. What do you honestly think I am? Hmm? I mean, what could I honestly be that could threaten any of you? Here's the short answer: nothing. You're just like the Gwen back home, you aren't concerned that I'm going to hurt any of you, or worried that I may do something that could endanger my life, you hate what I am. You hate that I'm the child of Jack and Ianto. What I am is symbol of their relationship, in a way at least, and you don't like that. You still have that little girly fantasy that Jack is going to leave my father and sweep you off into the sunset, but every time you see me, reality breaks in and you know it's not true. Now please, for the love of God let me out of this cell before I do it myself." I ended with a snap, and I knew that I had been a little harsh, but it was true. We all knew—even my dad—that Gwen had a thing for him, and she always hoped that he would return the feelings. But, as I got lost in my thoughts again, I knew I was a tad rude. This wasn't the same Gwen, and for all I know she doesn't feel like that here.

"Erm," I cleared my throat, "Sorry about that. But uh, can you please let me out of here?"

After a few moments, Tosh broke the silence. "Well she's obviously their child, I can see both Ianto and Jack in her, especially when it comes to telling someone off." She ended with a small smile forming.

"Uh, yeah." I replied awkwardly. "Uh, Gwen, I'm sorry about going off… I uhm, yeah."

"Oh it's fine!" She replied in a perky voice, "Defiantly fine!"

"So can you guys let me out?" I asked sheepishly.

"Yeah, of course." And with that Owen opened up my cell, and I, perhaps acting a tad dramatic, stepped out as if I was a man walking out of a prison that he was held in for fifty years.

"Freedom!" I sighed.

They all laughed. "Yep, defiantly Jack's kid." Tosh said with a chuckle.

I stopped and turned around, looking at them seriously. "Now, I'm guessing you want to ask me a few questions?"


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