Part of my 'Doctoring The Blue-Eyes saga'

Set after the final instalment of 'Birth of a Kaiba' : Seto aged 38.

I own no rights to YuGiOh, Doctor Who or Torchwood 'cause I'm poor :P

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Dedicated to FutureStar27 and AmethystUnarmed

I returned to writing and posting my fanfics after a break of several years, and having lost my old followers and reviewers, you two gave me the encouragement to carry on when I was feeling low and push on to see two of my recent stories through to the end as a result of it; Thank you both for taking that little extra time to show your support^^

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Chapter One

Jack's heart was heavy as he stood on the bridge linking Bute Park and Sophia Gardens to the north-west of Cardiff Castle. He'd been betrayed by the man he loved, and it hurt.

The darkness of the night had the ability to hide many things. Like the sight of the water gushing down his face that raced towards the choppy blackness below him, yet still he felt every last drop as they skimmed his cheeks, nose, lips and chin. Never again would he ever trust a word to leave the Welshman's mouth.

"You lied to me Ianto." He conversed with his husband via the com link in his ear. His voice was flat and eyes zoned out watching the reflection of the streetlights and sky on the River Taff's surface.

"I did no such thing."

"You did." He breathed tiredly. "You told me it was going to be dry, yet here I am stood in the pouring rain."

"No, you asked me what the weather forecast was going to be so I read you what the MET office said."

"And you trusted them?" Jack scoffed. A exceedingly large drop that had been gathering in his hair landed in his right eye.

"Of course not, we live in Wales; it always rain here."

"See! You did lie to me."

"Nooo. I relayed the forecast as requested. Now if you had asked for my own intuition..."

There was a flash and rumble as the cloud covered sky parted overhead. "About time!" The Captain laughed as the rift finally ruptured like he had been waiting for it to do so during the last ten minutes. He consulted the PDA now in his hand to see that something had seeped through close by. "Sorry Yantie, but the chit-chat will have to wait until breakfast. I'll see you once I'm done here."

"Okay, take care."

The link between them fell silent and once he'd safely re-pocketed the device, Jack raced off in the direction that had been displayed on its screen. His boot clad feet pounded the ground and sent tides of water up into the air as he hurried along the winding path beside the river to intercept whatever it was that had protruded from the rift.

Wonder what I'll be faced with this time? Several possibilities began to race through his mind. A Weevil capture would make this fairly simple. An inanimate object would be even better. Though knowing my luck, it'll probably be something extremely savage. And hungry. Or maybe some poor lost soul who's been taken against their will? Oh please don't let it be another one of those Space Hares; after the last time, I never want to see another Duel Monsters card EVER again!

The path became a muddy track as it wound inwards towards a cluster of trees and there in the scatterings of light that shone from between the branches and leaves, stood a silhouetted figure. His target was then clearly identified as female as she hissed and cursed before throwing a smouldering contraption down to the ground. A handgun remained in her hold.

"Drop your weapon!" Jack ordered as he drew his Webley and came to a stop around a dozen metres away from the girl; Woman, he corrected himself. He saw her freeze upon his command and sensed the slight hint of fear secreting through the action that had been swiftly made. Even so, she made no attempt to release the gun in her hand, and he wasn't prepared to take any chances. "I said, drop your weapon! Place it down on the ground and knock it away."

Slowly the woman complied as she bent down and let go of her load before then kicking it clear from her,- as well as her captor's,- vicinity. Now that she had done as instructed she raised her hands up in a surrendering pose and hoped that her trembling hadn't been detected in the darkness.

With his gun still focused on his target, the captain calmly circled and approached the discarded wreckage on the ground. The smoke from it had now been extinguished by the rain. It was picked up for closer inspection but he failed to properly see what he held since it was covered in sloppy mud. Carefully he wiped the brown sludge away to reveal a logo that was all too familiar to him. Kaiba Corp?

"Where did you get this?" He asked curiously with his view still fixed on the two overlapping letters. It doesn't look like it, but could this possibly be a hopper?

Having received no reply, it was then Jack realised his mistake. It had only been for a couple of seconds but his re-diverted attention had allowed the woman the perfect opportunity for escape which she had immediately seized and was now bolting away from him towards more open ground. Shit!

The device was dropped and splashed as it landed back in the muddy puddle. He'd come back for it, and the gun, as soon as he'd restraint his target, and didn't waste a moment more as he gave chase in her wake. "Hey, come back here!"

A order like that was never going to be followed, and the woman pushed herself harder to try and increase the gap that was decreasing between them. It was no use as he continued to pursue her just as vigorously as she tried to evade. She soon felt that she was left with no choice but to stand and fight.

He saw her stop. A scared feeble figure making her best intimidating stance as she prepared to take him on. Ha! Jack continued to confidently charge straight at her. This won't take long.

Her pursuer's trajectory was swiftly calculated. Seeing the outstretched arms ready to land on her at any moment, she ducked and dived straight for his torso to send him up over her shoulders and plummeting to the ground behind her. Right leg raised high she pivoted and aimed to bring it crashing down on the man only for him to quickly roll away from her and back onto his feet.

"I don't want to fight, especially not a pretty thing like you." Jack tried his best to reason with the woman he'd underestimated and was now advancing on him. "But if you leave me no choice, then I will not hold back." The blow he received to his face was the invitation needed to retaliate, which he did … and missed.

The woman hit him again after avoiding his punch and then followed through with a roundhouse kick whilst he was still off guard. Don't make me to turn to more drastic measures. She thought to herself as she watched him quickly recover and come at her once more. Far too many times she'd found herself a victim of the assaults of many men and had vowed never to let it happen ever again. No matter what it cost.

Enough games, it's time to end this! He feinted an attack to his left only to then swing right to where the woman had sidestepped and used the entire weight of his body to force her down. The two of them fought for dominance as they rolled on the sodden ground. She's a lot stronger than she looks!

Over and over they went. Each of them determined to be the victor, though they could only be one. And it didn't take very long for the winner to be declared as the woman straddled atop of the captain laid flat on his back. It was a position that Jack would have had no problem with, had it not been for the sharp, cold, metal blade impaled in his heart.

She watched as the man exhaled his last breath, face twisting in pain and eyes rolling back in his head. "You left me no choice." Her voice shook with remorse; killing was never easy, but the situation had felt very much a necessity for her. Taking hold of the knife's handle, she reclaimed the weapon that had earlier been concealed and wiped it clean using the dead man's muddy coat. It was placed back inside the pocket of her leather jacket and she got to her feet.

Did it work? Is this Cardiff? The area was surveyed too see that there was nobody else about, only patches of grassy areas and trees illuminated by the soft orange glow of the streetlights. A juddering sob escaped her lips and tears mixed with the raindrops on her checks. Where are you? It was supposed to lead me straight to you!

Knowing that it would do her no good to waste tears, the woman wiped her face and stared down at the lifeless body she now planned to pillage. The first thing she took was the old fashioned gun from the holster on the man's belt. It wasn't as sleek as her previous firearm but at least this one still had bullets. She tucked it under her own belt and began rummaging through the greatcoat's many pockets.

A beeping came from the PDA that flashed their location and a weight lifted from her conscience. This man had been tracking and expecting her. He was quite clearly a predator that she was well within her right to take down to assure her survival. His death would no longer plague her. For a moment she thought about pocketing the device before then deciding against, just incase it would continue to monitor her moves and alert whoever it was that was now after her. She returned it to the corpse.

Next she discovered a pocket containing several items. A stopwatch; antique looking with the inscription 'Until my dying day', engraved on it's back. No doubt it held great sentimental value, and due to her own morals, was not something she would even consider allowing herself to take... A wallet; worn, battered, and when opened contained nothing more than a blank piece of paper. It was of no use... And a phone; an old flip model that she opened for further investigation in the hope of revealing more about her attacker.

Satisfied with her two spoils, the woman began to move away as she searched through the cell phone's call history and contact numbers. What she discovered made her heart flitter with fright when the name 'Seto Kaiba' appeared repeatedly as she continued with her check. Were these two friends? Have I lost my chance to find him? No, of course I haven't. All I need to do is dail...

"Leaving so soon? We barely got to know each other."

She froze at the voice that had sounded from behind her and slowly turned to be met with an impossible sight as the dead man now stood before her once more. "H-how are you alive? I killed you."

"Sorry to disappoint you Sweetheart, but it takes more than a knife to the heart to keep me down." Jack jeered in reply before seizing his chance and swung out at her whilst she was still in a state of shock from seeing his resurrection.

His fist collided with her jaw at such force that it sent the woman tumbling down to the ground in a swift one hit knockout.

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A/N: Not a lot this chapter, but it's a start.

Reviews and feedback are most welcome :)

KG