Martha didn't have time to say anything in reply to those words because Ianto let out a cry of frustration.
"No...No...No! It's not here!" as he reappeared from behind the sarcophagus. H ran his hand over the carved surface again and once again it glowed.
He walked round the other side again and once again let out a cry of frustration. "It should be, why isn't here...unless."
Ianto went to his knees and began tracing a hand over a set of symbols and seconds later let out a hiss of annoyance.
"Superstitious barbarians, they moved my remains...aagh! Where did they...?
He stopped talking and an expression of realisation crossed. "We must get to my temple, before my brother."
Martha was expecting to be dragged back to the fighter, but instead she was pulled further into the darkness of the mausoleum until they came to what looked a square of light in the centre of pitch darkness.
"Stand still," was all Ianto hissed at her before she was blinded by white hot light.
Jack tried to put the image of the now destroyed planet out of his mind as the fighter entered the swirling vortex. He knew that the Darkness wouldn't give them any head start...he could tell by the tone of the voice ...dear god, he was beginning to read the Darkness like he did the Doctor.
He shook the thought away, he couldn't, wouldn't start seeing the Darkness as a person. That would mean admitting defeat and that meant he had lost the Doctor and he wasn't having that.
He conjured up an image of the Doctor, one without the defiling features of the Dalek DNA. He pictured him leaning against the TARDIS in that nonchalant 'look at me' way and the spark of amusement in his eyes when someone looked at him with wonder, when he spouted what Jack knew was utter rubbish.
That was the Doctor he wanted back...the Doctor he loved.
His reverie was interrupted by Gwen.
"Jack, I think we're coming out of it."
He blinked and looked through the small window; they were exiting the Vortex and up ahead there was a solitary planet.
"Is this where the Light is?" Gwen asked.
Jack shook his head. "I don't know, but it looks like it's the only place we can land." He replied and aimed the fighter at the planet.
As the fighter disappeared into the planet's atmosphere, half a dozen deadly shapes appeared out of the vortex and made their own way into the atmosphere.
Martha shut her eyes against the brightness and the heat of the light and clung onto Ianto as she felt the floor of the mausoleum disappear under her feet. For a few seconds she felt like she'd winked out of existence and kept her eyes tightly shut.
She only opened them again when she felt ground under her feet and Ianto moved away from her.
She wasn't sure what she was expecting. When he'd said temple she'd been expecting to be inside a marble edifice with statues and whatever else you found in a temple.
Instead she found herself on yet another desert world.
"Come," was all Ianto said and began walking, and this time Martha didn't hesitate in following him.
She had the feeling that wherever they were this was going to be the place where it would all come together. She tried to calm the butterflies that fluttered in her stomach...she would need all of her nerve for whatever lay ahead.
The Darkness stepped out of his fighter onto the sand. He let out a long breath and crouched down.
He grabbed a handful of sand and let it trickle through his fingers...he was home...well what was left of it.
He straightened and sniffed the air... he was here, they were all here.
"So, it begins," he said softly and began walking towards a large dune, followed by the other hybrids he'd chosen.
Jack helped Gwen over the ridge of the dune and looked out in the vast expanse of the desert.
"Do you even know where we're going?" Gwen said as she looked at the same vista.
Jack had to admit that he didn't, .not a clue. It was now he needed the Doctor, needed that 'follow me, I know where I'm' swagger.
He waited for that chill breeze on his neck but it wasn't forthcoming...well so he thought.
"Jack, look!" Gwen exclaimed. She was pointing towards a distant dune.
Standing on top was the unmistakeable form of the Doctor, but it shimmered in the sun, like the ghost it was.
"I think we go that way," Jack said and began walking down the dune, never taking his eyes of the figure ahead.
By the time they'd approached the dune, the ghostly form of the Doctor had gone. Jack grabbed hold of Gwen's hand and began pulling her up the dune.
They breasted it and stopped, unsure of what they were seeing.
"Is that what I think it is?" Gwen spoke first.
"This is getting more like Indiana Jones every minute. Come on," he said to Gwen and began the descent to the impossible thing in the distance.
Martha tried not to stumble as Ianto pulled onto the ridge of the dune, but she forgot about her balance when saw what lay in the distance.
"You have got to be kidding me," she breathed.
"My home Martha Jones and beyond that the temple," Ianto said.
Martha tried to take in what was in front of her, but it seemed way too much like something out of one of those biblical films they stuck on every Easter.
She didn't resist when Ianto pulled her down after him and they began the climb down.
The Darkness stood looking at the scene below, a look of contempt on his face. "You always did favour him," he snarled.
Without another word he moved down the dune, closely followed by his soldiers.
Jack and Gwen walked through street after street of abandoned buildings. They'd looked in the first few but they were all the same...all were empty but with the appearance of being occupied.
"Something happened here, it must have." Jack said.
"It must have been quick and sudden, they left everything," Gwen said as they approached what looked like a market place.
It was then same as the houses, no people but the signs of life still evident.
Jack looked round and then in the direction of the two large buildings and then up at the sky.
"It's getting dark. We won't make those building in time. We'll shelter in one of the houses until daybreak."
"Yeah, I don't want to meet what made these people run," replied.
They found the nearest house and closed the door, placing a chair against it. Jack lit the fire and stared out of the window.
The sun was already dropping below the deserted city and he had the feeling it was going to be a long night.
Martha was glad of the shelter of the small room Ianto had let her have. Night had fallen quickly and she'd been hurried into the nearest house.
She watched as Ianto stood by the window...was the thing inside nervous?
The Darkness stood on a small rise, watching the sun dip below the horizon.
He knew what was loose in the city in the dark...after all he'd created them. He knew it wouldn't kill his brother but it would be fun watching Jack Harkness and Gwen Cooper being hunted down and torn to pieces.
With a small movement of his head, the small group followed him as he entered the city.
In the distance, things stirred and the howling began.