Translations for the welsh and lescuian will be given in the back Convaythis. Is the translator I used sorry if it is wrong!
Just so any readers know this I do not own Torchwood which I am clearly copying and I do not own any characters except my own added ones and Stormeye. RTD and BBC own Torchwood and the rest of the characters that are not mine...*sniff* though I wish they were!
S T O R M E Y E
Full Blown
Hey all, Cusshey here, just wanted to first, thank you for picking this up, and second to warn you, yes, to warn you. What your about to read is not good. Yes this first episode is absolutely horrid. The writing is bad, the punctuation is horrific and don't even get me started on the plot. But. My excuse! This idea came upon me a while back, I wanted to get it written down in story form. When I wrote this I only planned to have it as an idea, to maybe reuse. I do plan on completely re-writing this, but until then, please, read it with open minds. The information in this episode is more or less crucial, so, thanks again!
"Well done love." Khaz said with such empathy Larka half believed that he actually meant it.
"Thanks." She said trying to sound happy that her boyfriend was happy, for her.
"Its just ranks and plus, if Stormeye really wanted to show off I would be working for Stormeye 1, In London." Said Larka again.
"Yeah well Stormeye 3 is just as good, Cardiff love, Wales." Said Khaz rolling his 'r's in a Welsh like manner.
"Thanks Cariad." Said Larka, slipping in to Welsh.
"Dwi wrth fy modd pan fyddwch yn mynd cymraeg" Said Khaz, Larka looked slightly embarrassed.
"Oh sorry its just so weird being here in Cardiff, so many people here speak English that I slip into Welsh without knowing!" She said.
"dylem fynd i Stormeye" Said Khaz.
"Im ashamed that you wasted our beautiful language with saying that!"
"But we do you know!"
"Fine."
They both left the small flat belonging to the two of them. They huffed out into the streets, it was raining like usual but they were prepared with umbrellas. The small tourist office was in view, Larka threw open the door, it banged loudly against the wall.
"Morning!" Gasped Larka as she burst through the door and out of the pouring rain.
"Bloody rain..." Muttered Khaz shaking dry his brolly.
Ianto looked up from his book.
"Morning to you to Khaz, hi Larka, the others are waiting for you and my coffee, but your all early and my coffee doesn't start till half nine and its twenty past so you can all wait, so you can go on ahead!" said Ianto.
"Great, pouring rain and I have to wait ten minutes befo-
"Actually eight minutes and counting" said Ianto cutting Khaz off, Ianto did his classic smile and Khaz just huffed and dragged Larka into the Hub, which Ianto kindly let them into.
"im heno yn mynd i gael yn feddw ac yn pasio allan ar y stryd, pryd deffro im yn mynd i ailadrodd eto ac eto hyd nes i marw am i eisiau fy coffi waedlyd!" Said Khaz dumping his soaking bag on his desk which was the messiest of all.
"Pleasure to see you too Khaz." Said Jack from the stairs that lead up to the board room and Jack's office.
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"Hay Gwen I brought you a choc bar I was just passing Tesco and well you know, thought I might pick you up your favorite!" Larka pulled out a Snickers bar. Gwen's face lit up she snatched it and started eating it like a little child.
"Thanks Larks, your a star!"
"Hay Larka you gunna hang out in the archives all day or are you gunna scare Ianto into making us coffee." Called Jack. Larka rolled her eyes and ran up to Jack's office.
"Seriously is that all you see me for? Some giant puppy that goes and plays fetch with your boyfriend? ddifrif un, diwrnod!"
"Go on doggy and i'll get you a treat"
"Gain..." Larka swooped out.
As Larka went to find Ianto, for some reason all her memories started flooding back to her. Half human, half Lycan, an alien race that resembles an Earth Wolf, though about ten times the size. She could easily speak English and Welsh, but also, the native tongue of her species, Lescuian. She was an experiment gone wrong, the Doctor found her on the streets of earth and took her to an orphanage, at the age of twelve she found him during the Utopia days the year that never was, her foster family had been killed in the disaster, of course now they were very much alive thanks to the Doctor. She was with the Doctor, Jack and Martha during those times.
One time, while looking through the endless TARDIS corridors, she came across a chest, and after opening it, found a small pole, just 30 centimeters in length. A deep blood rich purple. When she pushed a small button on it, it evolved into a full two meter long staff, at either end were two blades, and thin green markings had appeared all around the edges. The Doctor had told her that it chooses someone. Almost like the sword in the stone in that it picks someone to use it. He said it picked her, he told her it was originally made on Galifrey, it was specifically meant for cutting through Dalektanium.
Lycan's enjoy communicating telepathically, not that they don't have the capacity to speak, they just find it less of a hassle. Larka enjoys using the ability to share amongst the team, all of them, using telepathy when needed. Larka could remember trying to teach them to build walls around there minds, in case they ever wanted to keep others out of their heads.
Her ability to transform into her Lycan form was a surprise to her once she turned thirteen, large, black, piercing blue eyes like crystal. It scares Ianto more than it should, and Jack makes Larka creep up behind Ianto and growl a little, scaring him.
When Jack heard the yell coming from out side he chuckled contently and gave the signature 1000 watt smile that is, Jack Harkness, Ianto marched in.
"JACK!"
"Yes, oh gorgeous one?"
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?"
"Coffee."
"JACK I-" Jack signaled him to be quiet.
"What?" asked Ianto calmer now. Jack clicked his fingers and a concentrated growling came as Larka crept into the room - as still a human - her features had changed slightly, smaller pupils with a bigger surrounding green, which was almost her Lycan blue. Her movements seemed rather primitive and her now elven type ears were twitching franticly.
Sharper canines, almost fangs, and just a quirky feeling around her, this was her 'half form' as she called it, right in the middle of Lycan and Human.
"Coffee coming right up just how you like it, sir" and Ianto fled pushing past Larka.
"You could have grabbed him by the collar and had more fun." Said Jack.
"But I just cant be that mean to Yan its not right, he is fragile and you don't know how many times I would love to punch you in the face with what I hear him think about you, seriously Jack, if you don't love him then put him out of his misery and leave him alone otherwise go and tell him or I will permanently ad-drefnu eich wyneb."
"I don't know what that means but Im guessing that I don't wanna stay around to find out do I?"
"No Jack, no." And, Satisfied, Larka left a stunned Jack.
The whole team could speak Lescuian, Larka posted it all in their minds so they understood.
"Fing kind Jack slik vertu behait!" Said Larka cracking her neck as she deformed from her 'half form.'
"You think Jack is a stupid idiot who needs a lesson?" Asked Tosh.
"Kia..." said Larka in Lescuian for 'yes'.
"Wow thats just plain complicated." Said Khaz coming out from behind his desk.
"Shut it cariad, or your gunna get it later!" Said Larka a smile twitching on her lips.
"Wow, im i siarad Cymraeg ers y bore!" Said Khaz laughing.
"Same!" Said Larka joining in.
"What did he say?" Asked Owen.
"He said he has been speaking Welsh since this morning." Said Ianto.
"Ianto mae tri ohonom sydd yn siarad Cymraeg a fi angen at aros felly os gwelwch yn dda" Said Khaz.
"If you say so." Said Ianto. "Its not like I was giving a lesson."
"Yeah, but give them long enough and they'll catch on." Said Khaz, he didn't mind him and Larka being able to speak Welsh it was the fact that Ianto did, he wanted to be able to talk to Larka in front of them with out them knowing what was being said.
"Larka you could make this whole thing easier by placing at least basic Welsh in our minds." Said Tosh pouting.
"Wheres the fun in that?" Lark grinned. Khaz smirked and nodded in agreement. Ianto took the steaming cup of coffee on a tray up the stairs on to the balcony and into Jack's office. Jack had thrown his feet onto his desk, Jack peeped over the book he was reading of 'WWII Weapons'. Ianto threw him a disapproving look and Jack immediately took his feet down.
"Un cwpan sut yr ydych yn ei hoffi syr." Said Ianto, Jack looked up as he pushed the book into a draw.
"Oui, Merci." Said Jack grinning at Ianto.
"Oh, sorry sir, I said, One cup how you like it sir."
"heh my dog didn't do to bad then!"
"You're dog? You already have a pet!" Jack looked confused.
"What do you mean, the only pet we have here is Myfanawy! And you claimed him!"
"Remember, Janet the weevil?" Asked Ianto. "And I didn't claim him, he bonded with me. Possibly something to do with all the shrimp I brought for him, and chocolate, but Im sure he just likes me anyway."
"Sure." Said Jack, rolling his eyes.
"Flu ta vertu." Said Ianto
"Now why are you talking in Lescuian? And this isn't stupid at all!"
"I don't know I just have been talking in random languages today, please, Jack, don't ask..." Ianto put a hand to his head and turned to leave but Jack stopped him by saying,
"Ianto, I-Idoloveyouandyouknowthatright?" Jack gulped he just held his breath and tensed every muscle while he was saying those words. Ianto turned,
"Of corse, cariad."
"Its just Larka said tha-" But Jack was cut off by Ianto's lips crushing his. Thought Larka would have something to do with it. Thought Ianto.
Down stairs things were quiet until.
"FINALLY!" Yelled Larka, everyone turned to stare at her, looks of utter confusion plastered to their faces, she began to feel the whole team crawling into her mind to figure it out, to find out what had just happened, Larka built up a thick wall around her mind, keeping her thoughts private. Grinning she said,
"Oh, believe me, you will be hearing about it later!" With that she retreated to her desk, there she tidied her things and took out a plain paper pad and a pencil, she found herself absentmindedly sketching the main hall in the main palace on Lescu, her planet. She sighed at it.
"Its beautiful cariad." Said Khaz coming up behind her.
"I miss it." Said Larka.
"I would, God its stunning..." Said Khaz breathless.
"y caneuon Lescu canu i mi Khaz" Said Larka crying.
"Shhhh gariad ei mynd i fod yn iawn." Said Khaz. Hugging her from behind.
"No Khaz its no going to be ok... they are songs of sadness..."
"Well screw the songs Larks, I can't bare to see you cry."
Larka stood up and flung her chair behind her, hitting Khaz in the process, she turned her head to him,
"Shut up, SHUT UP!" Her eyes were suddenly a tinted purple like amethyst pools like violet flowers, Khaz promptly collapsed before her. She closed her eyes and cried, she wasn't sure why,
"Ex dohs far facied-The songs are sacred." She said crying harder. "Stupid emotions" She said confusingly slipping from Lescuian to English. Ianto was there cradling her, enveloping her in his arms. Anyone would think their relationship would have been a couple if Larka didn't already have Khaz and Ianto, Jack. But soul mates were another way of putting their relationship. Owen was at Khaz's side and dragging him awkwardly to the autopsy-bay.
Ianto rocked Larka gently,
"dawelwch yn awr dawelwch yn awr dawel eich ok Khaz fydd yn iawn ei mynd i fod yn iawn Its ok Larka..."
Larka grasped his jacket crying into it, God damn emotions, they always get in the way, Lescu hits a nerve for her, its like being away from home but being home at the same time, this was more confusion and longing rather than sadness and worry. "cariad rydych yn mynd i fod yn iawn" Said Ianto again.
Jack was down there in a flash coming up next to Ianto.
"Damn..." He muttered. He saw the drawing and recognized it from when Larka and him and the Doctor went to Lescu.
Ianto was sitting by Larka's bed side holding her hand limply. She had been out for about an hour now and had only heard distant bickering from the Hub center. He hadn't noticed Jack in the doorway.
"You are spending so much time with her...Should I be jealous?" Said Jack, Ianto scowled then,
"Jack for god sake this is serious. She's getting all this crap from Lescu its like when Owen tries to watch the News its to much information and he has a fit, well this is the same."
"Im sorry..." Jack came up to Ianto sitting behind him on the small bed that was actually his but apparently Larka was using it, not like he had be asked for permission but he was fine with it, he draped his right arm round Ianto's right shoulder.
"Im really sorry..."
When Larka woke she smiled at the sight of the two of them. She sat up slightly. 'Im fine,' she murmured and shuffled out of the room, the two men not entirely sure of what to do.
"Just leave her."
WELSH TRANSLATIONS
Cariad- Love/sweetheart
Dwi wrth fy modd pan fyddwch yn mynd cymraeg- I love it when you go Welsh
dylem fynd i Stormeye-we should go to Stormeye
im heno yn mynd i gael yn feddw ac yn pasio allan ar y stryd, pryd deffro im yn mynd i ailadrodd eto ac eto hyd nes i marw am i eisiau fy coffi waedlyd!-tonight im going to get drunk and pass out on the street, when waking up im going to repeat again and again until I die for my bloody coffee!
Gain-Fine
ddifrif un, diwrnod!-seriously one day!
ad-drefnu eich wyneb.-rearrange your face
Wow, im i siarad Cymraeg ers y bore!- Wow, iv been speaking Welsh since the morning!
Ianto mae tri ohonom sydd yn siarad Cymraeg a fi angen at aros felly os gwelwch yn dda-Ianto three of us who speak Welsh and I want to stay that way so please
Un cwpan sut yr ydych yn ei hoffi syr- One cup how you like it sir
y caneuon Lescu canu i mi Khaz- i sing the songs of Lescu Khaz
Shhhh gariad ei mynd i fod yn iawn.-Shhhh love is going to be ok.
maddau i mi gariad- forgive me love/sweetheart
dawelwch yn awr dawelwch yn awr dawel eich ok Khaz fydd yn iawn ei mynd i fod yn iawn-hush now hush now calm your ok Khaz is right, it's going to be all right.
cariad rydych yn mynd i fod yn iawn- love/sweetheart your going to be all right.
LESCUIAN TRANSLATIONS
Ex dohs far facied- The songs are sacred
Flu ta vertu-this is stupid/idiot
Fing kind Jack slik vertu behait!-I think Jack is a stupid/idiot
Kan, Tosh Jit ta glethi flu mak-No Tosh it is easier this way.
Hello, thanks for reading that, just to let you know that I am aware of how bad that was, and the pain I just put you through in reading that! I really do want you to keep reading, here is the reason: This story was never meant for people to read, I came up with it one night when I was upset and alone in my room. It all progressed from there and I wanted to get it down on paper before I forgot it, then it turned into this, but I wont bore you with how that happened, after all thats another story.
In general, I do improve at lease by the next episode I hope you read, I am aware of how horrid that was, I usually wouldn't put a little message at the end, but I just read through it and saw how glitchy it was, please give the next episode a go, and by the last episode I know that I have improved and I hope you can see that by then also by the 5th episode I put the translations next to the piece of text instead of you having to turn over to the last page all the time.
Thank You.