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This model is capable of violence towards other models and general public if it perceives a threat to its master or a child in its care.
This model is both empathic and intuitive to the needs of your offspring. They are fiercely loyal and protective of any child they have been affiliated with.
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Jack reached the front gates and smiled as he wandered through the inner grounds. His desire to hold Ianto was increasing, the closer he got to the house.
He passed through the entrance way to the ornate hallway and stepped into an alternate reality. Slaves were yelling and attacking a large slave who was crawling towards the door.
The H 4.0 models seemed incensed by something and his instinct told him to shut the door quickly, trapping the slave.
"Master Jack! This slug has tried to steal young Ianto" an elderly slave that had been his grandfather's favourite pleasure slave in his youth informed him angrily.
Jack looked with shock at the old man who was shaking with rage as his lips peeled back from his teeth in a snarl.
"We punish." He yelled, the other slaves roaring in agreement.
"My Ianto! Where is my mate?" Jack interrupted and they pointed to the hot pools.
"Get the doctor by the Gods!" Jack demanded as he strode forward.
"Doctor on the way, we call" the slave stood defiantly with a foot on the big slave's leg.
"If you've hurt him or our baby you will answer to me you son of a Golresh!" Jack cried as he ran for the pools.
The word "baby" spread through the slaves like wild fire as they realised the truth in their actions. They were reacting to the hormones in the air. They were not only defending a new master, but a dam.
A child had been endangered while in their house.
The elderly slave drew himself up and stalked from the hallway with a determined growl.
The big slave heard the murmurs and knew he was doomed. He relaxed onto the floor and waited for Master Jack's return.
When Grand Master Jackson fell onto his back and drew the blade across his shoulders he felt more shock than pain. The snarls and repeated strikes burned.
Jackson kicked the slave onto his back and stood with tears streaming down his face. He ordered the slaves to hold the offender in place and followed his grandson into the pools.
Jack had leapt into the water and snatched Ianto from his mother's arms. The doctor swore softly and moved position so he could continue his checks.
Ianto was warming up and with his bond-mate now present he felt a burst of warmth.
"Cariad" he choked as he scrabbled his hands at Jack.
"Easy, easy baby" Jack soothed, "I've got you now"
"My Cariad" Ianto sobbed, "Our baby, oh Gods, our baby is so cold."
Jack have a cry of alarm and clutched Ianto tighter.
"It's OK, Jack, I hear a strong heartbeat. The baby has survived!" Doctor Owen yelled, forcing Jack to loosen his hold enough for him to retrieve his hand which had been crushed between them.
"Oh my love. Our baby is OK?" Jack sobbed, stroking the pale face of his beautiful boy.
"Warmth, rest and good food" Owen said as he finally sat back, reassured within himself that both Dam and child would not go deeper into their shocked state.
The slaves in the room became upset as they learned of the baby and Jack looked at his mother to see her weeping silently with her hands over her mouth as she processed the fact that she had almost lost her first grandchild.
Laura waded over and slid her arms around Jack's, cradling the semi-conscious boy.
"Oh Ianto, you have my grandbaby inside you and he did this?" she looked to her husband, "Zander. I will not have this. I will not!"
"No little peach. I will not either." He growled.
"This was my slave" Gray said softly from the edge of the pool. "My punisher did this to him. Gods, is he really with child?"
"Yeah" Jack sighed with a gentle kiss to Ianto's forehead, "He carries my child."
"Then my slave is yours to punish as you wish" Gray bowed and Zander nodded his agreement.
The elderly slave shuffled into the room and presented himself in front of his master.
"Damec. What is it dear?" Jackson asked softly.
"The slaves wish for vengeance my lovely master" he simpered, "We H 4.0s claim right of punishment."
"Right of …" Jackson laughed softly. "Well, well. You want restorative justice darling?"
"Yes my beautiful master." He looked through his lashes and Jackson saw a trace of the lovely man he had lain with, "He has harmed a child in our care. We claim predatory rights."
"Predatory … oh sweetie that is a big word" Jackson grinned and looked over at Jack.
"Jax? Do you mind if the slaves take their pound of flesh before you skin him alive?"
"They can grind him into mince to feed to the dogs for all I care" Jack said softly as he smiled at his mate, now asleep in his arms. "Isn't he beautiful? Look at my mate. My lovely child bearer."
Jack kissed Ianto, gently brushing their lips together and Ianto hummed in his sleep with a grin forming.
"My beautiful boy, my lovely heart" Jack crooned, letting the water lap around them.
The old slave looked hopefully at his master and gave a small chuff of glee when he shrugged.
"So be it old friend. The punishment is yours to choose."
As the slave stalked form the room Jackson shivered. The elderly slave had earned his place to retire and enjoy his old age by fighting alongside his master in the great wars.
Jackson knew the death would not be quick, or clean.