Well… I decided to put this idea on here for everyone to commented and criticize. I want to know whether I should write it or not.
I was sitting in my room reading my Torchwood magazine, looking at the section about the episode 'Small Worlds' and of coarse because of my obsession with Ianto an idea popped into my head so I wrote it down and wrote a little bit of the story to give you an idea of where I'm going with this, so enjoy. I need comments, criticism and any idea's anyone has about this.
Title: The Chosen One
Setting: This story is set instead of 'Small Worlds'
Characters: Ianto Jones, Captain Jack Harkness, Gwen Cooper, Owen Harper, Toshiko Sato, Suzie Costello, Rhys Williams, Lisa Hallett (And maybe others if I think of them or add them in)
Pairings: Gwen/Rhys, Jack/Owen (Just for something different and a little fun)
Rating: M, for violence, sexual themes f+m and m+m, smut, coarse language, murder, (IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ IT!)
Summery: What if Ianto was 10 years younger and what if he was a chosen one? Would Jack be able to save this poor, misunderstood child or would he loose him to the fairies?
Comments: Proves how screwed up I really am… Enjoy and PLEASE comment. I want to know whether I should write it or not… ^_^
Preface
Ianto had a fifteen minute walk home but he could usually starch it out to half an hour if he walked slow enough. He regretted going home, knowing the what would happen as soon as his step father got home. As he walked threw the park a strong wind picked up. A little confused, Ianto looked around and suddenly the feeling hit him like a wave at the beach, the security, he felt like he could take on the world. The wind blew around him but it never touched him. He watched the beautiful, shimmering shapes danced around him and all he could hear was the same verse over and over again, sung by heavenly voices.
Come away, oh, human child.
To the water and the wind, with a fairies, hand in hand.
For the world is more full of weeping,
Then you can understand.
*****
"Jack!" Toshiko called from her desk as she squinted at the computer screen in front of her.
"What's up, Tosh?" he asked walking over and sitting a hand on her shoulder as she zoomed in on a weather map.
"Look at this… This is a park and there are strong winds, almost hurricane speed winds but only in that park," she explained to him.
"How long has this been going on?" he asked as they watched the swirling lines fade and disappear. Tosh brought up another program.
"There's been strange whether patterns in Cardiff for the past week and a bit." She explained. "Jack what is it? What's happening?" she demanded turning to face him as suddenly red petals began raining from above them. He looked around the hub at the other team members as the petals began to pile up around his feet, their worried expressions turning to his for an answer.
"Not again…" was all he whispered.