Lycan Ianto

Chapter 11

Tuesday

After all the team had their morning cuppa, checking that he was not needed for anything further Ianto headed down to the archives. Determined to find something that could explain his transformation, 'there must be something like this that has happened before in the past' he thought, maybe he could find what it is and hopefully find a way to fix this, he didn't want this to happen again. If he has some knowledge when he tells Jack they will have some information that they could work on.

Several hours later of searching he found nothing, well nothing like what he had experienced, he found some files detailing the transformations of aliens, usually due to the Earth's atmospheric conditions changed their body compositions but nothing where a human changed into an animal, he had discounted in his earlier findings of the crazies who had reported strange creatures gathering together during a full moon, well he explained that away of the wicca society who liked to get dressed up and pretend that they were witches. Witches were something that Torchwood had to investigate often as reports of strange lights always seemed unearthly to the public who weren't aware of the strange behaviour of people who needed to believe in the fantasy world.

Frustrated he decided to do some research into the mutilated bodies that was frustrating the doctor, better to be productive for the more recent events that was happening that Torchwood was dealing with. He pulled some files on weevils and compared the teeth patterns on the mutilated bodies to the victims of weevils, similar but not really the same. For a start the mutilated bodies appeared to be eaten to an extent and the weevil victims looked as if to be attacked and left for dead. 'The mutilated bodies were eaten to an extent, eaten like meat?' a jarring thought invaded Ianto's mind, 'no it can't be the same as his lust of eating meat lately'. It was only recently that he has felt this way and besides he only transformed once and had eaten the woodland creatures not the people found in the park, so no he categorically knew it wasn't him. Could it be a different type of weevil, Owen said that the weevils coming from the rift were from different time periods, could the weevils from a more primitive time, attack and eat their prey but different weevils from an alternative time period which were more advanced or from a later time period and only attacked when threatened . A further search and he found some vague long buried files from back in the 1930s, bodies were piling up, all mutilated but nothing was resolved as the mounting bodies just stopped abruptly.

All these thoughts and ideas were running through his head in the hope of finding something, anything. Knowing that he had spent too long a time in the archives Ianto goes up to the tourist office and accesses the computer there. Putting in random words, like 'hunting', 'transformation', 'quick growth of limbs, hair and nails, eating of meat', the computer spits out 'werewolf' Ianto rolls his eyes, not quite believing the results of the search. Werewolves don't exist, well not here, here on Earth, maybe in some mysticism of a fantasy world.

Most of this day spent in research and it heeded no real results for Ianto and it irritated him, he so wanted to get some details before he told Jack. His irritation gave way to his growling rumble of his stomach that announced that it needed some food. Thankfully the rift was quiet which gave him time to order Indian food, the roti always filled him up especially when eaten with the lentil dahl.

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Taking down Owen's coffee after lunch Ianto casually asked him, "So Owen, the mutilated bodies, have you concluded from the teeth marks that it is from weevils?"

"Well not conclusively"

"So it could be a weevil?"

"Yeah maybe, maybe not"

'So could an animal do this?"

"Well a large animal, yes"

"What about a human?"

"What? No. What's with all the questions?"

"Nothing" Ianto said quickly

"Look if you know anything…"

"No nothing" Ianto interrupted.

"Have you found something in the archives that you're always digging around in that is significant?"

"No just curious, is all" Ianto said shrugging feigning non interest.

"Look Ianto if you know something, anything…you'd say something, yeah?" Owen said grabbing Ianto's arm, Owen had been frustrated by the mounting bodies and his lack of understanding what was happening and if Ianto knew something and was keeping it under wraps for whatever purpose then Owen was not open to this.

Ianto grabbed a hold of Owen's hand that was gripping his arm tightly in his frustration and squeezing slightly to let Owen know that he was not too pleased to be grabbed but knowing had even though Owen was quite wiry he was surprisingly strong.

Owen yelped in pain, "Bloody hell Ianto, let go of me"

Ianto realising that he had gripped Owen's hand tighter that he intended and had left red marks on Owen's hand. Owen pulled his hand away and shook it and holding it in his other hand he examined it looking concerned, "What is your problem?"

"Sorry Owen I didn't….I didn't mean to hurt you" Ianto said upset.

"You didn't hurt me….like you could hurt me" Owen said gruffly.

"Oh okay, you sure?" Ianto said nervously.

"Just go, and I mean it if you find anything in your archives you let me know, okay?"

"Sure Owen" Ianto wasn't sure why he was lying to Owen, why he didn't tell him that he found some vague reference to mutilated bodies in the 30s. Ianto walked quickly up the stairs wanting to get some distance from Owen, when Owen was in a bad mood he could make you feel worthless.

"Bloody twat" Owen said quietly under his breath, "only good for making coffee"

"What? I do more than make coffee Owen" Ianto said defensively.

'What? How did he hear me?' Owen thought stunned by Ianto's retort as if he heard what he said, 'there was no way he heard me, he was too far away and I didn't say it loud enough, I swear that boy has some mind reading abilities'

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Jack decided that Ianto was healed up enough from his recent attack by the weevil in the park from over a week ago, that he could accompany him on weevil retrieval. And a bit of running, exercise and fresh air would help him to get a better night sleep Jack thought.

"Okay, weevil spray, restraints and bag" Jack rattled off the items necessary as they jumped out of the SUV and down the alleyway of where Gwen said the police report was. There were a few people about but none of them seemed concerned although Ianto thought he heard one of them mutter "Bloody Torchwood" Jack didn't turn around as he usually does when the public says something like this and give them his trademark smile so Ianto thought he imaged it, not that it bothered him too much but he thought for a secret organisation Torchwood are quite well known to the locals, well at least the SUV is, what with its emblazing 'TORCHWOOD' on the hood of the car, and the fact that this SUV is always sighted whenever something strange happened. There is quite a following of nutters who report on the web and the SUV featured each and every time, Ianto has told Jack that they need to change their mode of transport so that they could be a little more invisible.

Hitching up their equipment Ianto sidled up to Jack who stood there with his feet spread wide, his Army coat flapping in the breeze and his hands splayed on his hips looking about, superhero style, "Ianto what you got on the locator?"

"Um nothing….no wait about quarter mile from here….and moving, due north"

"Ooo the running part, just love the running part, let's go Ianto" Jack said enthusiastically pulling on Ianto.

"Right you are sir" Ianto said not with the same enthusiasm, as he pocked the locator.

Jack quickly looked at Ianto and stumbled a bit on hearing the 'sir' from Ianto, this was a ploy purposing done by Ianto so he could gain a head start as he usually couldn't keep up with Jack; by saying 'sir' he knew he would have the desired effect of gaining a few feet head start knowing that Jack would catch up with him, but hey anything counted, Jack has had several lifetimes to gain fitness and Ianto has had only one lifetime to get fit, so on the scale of everything, normal mortal people don't stand a chance of gaining Jack's endurance fitness.

Jack easily caught up with Ianto, smirking as he gained Ianto's attention they ran together. Seconds later they sighted the weevil up ahead who was approaching a young girl who was walking on her own with shopping bags down the alley way, "Oh shit we never reach her in time" Jack grumbled as he reached to get his Wembley out.

Ianto raced on ahead in an attempt to get to the girl before the weevil did knowing in his subconscious that it was a feeble attempt. Gaining ground quickly Ianto leaped up into the air and slammed down onto the weevil stopping it in its tracks, about a foot away from the girl. The girl turned and stared wide eyed at the sight before her. A strange looking creature in a boiler suit and a well-dressed young man on top of the creature, but the young man had a look of a savage feral on his face. The young man sprayed something into the creature's face which stopped it snarling and growling and the young man got a hessian bag out of his shoulder carryall when another man, a rather great looking movie star type of man in an Army coat came rushing down to help the young man to place the bag over the head of the creature.

"Bloody hell Ianto" Jack said panting hard, "have you been working out, that was some impressive run, but next time wait for me, you could have been hurt"

"Well Jack I think this young girl was definitely going to get hurt, I had to try and anyway I would have thought that you would have been there before me"

"Believe me I was trying, I'm telling you, you are way more faster than you ever were, your fitness has improved out of sight" Jack gushed.

Noticing the girl standing there, as the two men discussed fitness and running, looked fainter and fainter, Ianto said to Jack, "Can you get the restraints on, I'll see to the girl"

Walking over to the girl as he secured his shoulder carry all, the girl took a step back as she saw the young man who now looked less feral but still she felt some trepidation of having this young man approach her, "No, no get away from me"

"Its okay, that.." pointing to the still weevil, "won't harm you anymore"

"But you, you…"

Ianto quizzically looked at her; usually the victims threw themselves at him, whether in relief of rescue or just to have a hug of a good looking hero. But this girl seemed really scared of him, odd he thought, "It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to see if you are hurt, can I do that" Ianto said soothingly.

The girl looked between the men, the movie star looking older man was busy restraining the creature on the ground and the young man looked calm and really sympathetic to her plight, "O…okay" and allowed Ianto to look her over, holding her hand softly in a soothing way to reassure her.

"Now are you hurt anywhere?" Ianto asked as he let go of her hand.

"No, just a little shocked is all" the girl said smiling a bit, feeling calmer.

"Here let me get you a drink" Ianto said reaching into his carry-all and pulling out a bottle of Retcon that was in a seemingly unopened bottle of water. Ianto hands over the bottle of 'water' to the girl who cracks open the seal on the bottle and drinks heartily.

"So where do you live?" Ianto asks innocently.

"Just a little up the way" she replies.

Jack had finished securing the weevil, "A little help here, this thing is heavy"

"So you're on your way home?" Ianto said to the girl ignoring Jack.

"Yeah"

"Oh okay, you may need to have a nap that usually is the best after a bit of a scare" Ianto said convincingly.

"Okay sure" she said as she walked away, Ianto knew that the Retcon would take about half hour before it took effect which would give her enough time to get home, turning around to Jack who was staring at him in disbelief that he had worked his charms again in subduing another victim who could have talked.

"Okay Jack let's move this weevil" Ianto said moving to the head of the weevil and lifting his end up but ended up lifting up the weevil completely as Jack hadn't got a good enough hold of his end yet.

"Hey…okay…definitely been working out" Jack said impressed.

Realising that the weevil was not as heavy as Jack said he hauled the weevil more easily over his shoulder and walked to where the SUV was parked.

"You know back in the 50s I was part of a circus ….well really it was a freak show but anywhoo, doing some research for Torchwood, and there was this strong man, good looking, strong square chin, board shoulders'

"Uhuh" Ianto let him talk; Jack liked to talk about his different conquests.

"He really wasn't a strong man but a man infected by an alien virus that gave him unusual strength"

"Oh" Ianto's interested was peaked but tried to sound detached.

"Yeah nice guy but that was why I was there, to investigate, Torchwood studied him, ended up killing him with their experiments though" Jack said sadly.

Ianto's eyes widen at this revelation and stumbled a bit, thinking, would this Torchwood, would the Jack of today and Owen do experiments on him if they knew.

"Hey let me help you, working out or not Ianto I don't want you straining any part, prefer to do that together.." Jack said wiggling his eyebrows, "in bed"

"Okay Jack" and yet again Ianto refrained from telling Jack, after what he said he thought he would definitely need to acquire some information before they started to do experiments on him, maybe killing him.

A/N: Love to hear what you are thinking so far.