11

Ianto was trying to convince himself to get out of bed when the shouting started and he was instantly out of bed and running, the thought of more Fire ants foremost in his mind. As he came around the side of the buildings however he found something much worse.

Men were killing the Fuckerrats with open malice, they had clubs and were tipping the things from the cruddy makeshift cages the kids had fashioned, killing them as the kids struggled against those holding them back, to try and save their horrible things.

Ianto acted without a second thought, grabbing one of the down-swinging clubs and ripping it out of the man's hand with his strength, then with a fluid motion he swung it back up to slam into the man's face, stepping forward as the man flew back, to swing at the next man.

By the time he had come back to himself there were eight men down and Jack was with him, along with Martha who all now had a club as well, Mickey with a stick in each hand.

"Come on ya fuckers" Mickey roared.

"That's enough of that" came a bark of authority and man appeared with the inform of the law "what the hell is going on here?"

"These pricks came onto our land and started to kill the pets" Martha said with a flick of her club.

"Pests, not pets ya feckin Ten Credit Solly!" someone spat and Ianto swung to whack the man who had spoke, then lean over to snarl, the club now touching his nose.

"What did you call her?" he snarled "What the ACTUAL FUCK did you just call Doctor Jones?"

"Let's all calm done here" the law said firmly "This is clearly a case of mistaken boundary lines."

"No is not!"

They all turned to see the three angry Blumancho there "They come us and kill us fuzzers too."

"Really. So… you stink of booze and you are going around killing all the pets you can find? You know, it's a coward that hills a defenseless animal. I bet a credit to a Brock that none of you have ever killed a man in close quarters. Felt the blood pulsing onto your body as you hold him against you with locked eyes, the knife sticking as the gush of blood turned to a warm embrace"

They were all still as Ianto leaned in close to his chosen prey "The first kill is the hardest, but the time you are to my body count…. So many you don't even remember their faces anymore… it feels quite … liberating."

"That's enough."

"Yes, I think so" Ianto nodded, then heaved the club away "I want them gone."

"Actually sir, I think you all better come with us…"

"Belay that" a new voice barked and Ianto saw with relief that Warren was walking towards them with a stern face, his cane swinging on the uneven ground "What the hell. FL… you are partially naked my good man."

Ianto looked down at hi PJ pants, and then looked back up "No. I am attired enough for killing, Warren me old chum. Don't' forget that time we were both naked and covered in the blood of our enemies after that little incursion on Delleriss."

Warren laughed, then said to the law "These men are not to be in here they are clearly intoxicated. Get rid and sober them up."

"Sir!" came the barked reply.

"Shit FL, look at that scar. I forgot you were almost cleaved in half" Warren said as he took in the vivid scar that went from Ianto's left armpit, down to his right hip.

"Yes, but I killed the fucker" Ianto shrugged like it was no big thing. "I always win."

"A full grown Haverbeast warrior. Yes, you did. All on your own while it took four of us at least to take one down." Warren laughed.

"How can I help you Warren?" Ianto asked as he tied to ignore the eyes all dinking in his heavily muscled and badly scared torso that was openly on display.

Jack was letting his own jacket drop and was flicking it around Ianto's shoulders as he felt a strange feeling of ownership. How dare they look at him!

"I looked into your request and took it upstairs. They were surprised to learn of you being here, shocked to hear of your tales and I am personally disgusted to see you were actually being generous." Warren spluttered "These… these sheds…. These are the houses?"

Ianto motioned the others to stand down and they all moved to his shack, Martha and Mickey sitting on a bed as Ianto got dressed without a care, all solders here. Bar his daughter who had sewn her father's scars before.

"Right, first of all. Your pension has been sitting in the military account as always, I have arranged for it to be available to you sir" Warren said as he sat at the table and pulled out documents "the houses over on Coolerage … it is part of the new subdivision still in the final stages of building. As you asked, all those houses are available. Once we get Johnny Davies and his family out of the spec home they them to have moved into, these will all be ready. The Powers that Be were shocked to learn of the way things are going on here and I am authorized to offer an upgrade to all who have served, especially those with combat experience. Under the 3449 Peace Agreement, all of those who saw active duty are entitled to housing and pensions for the terms of their natural lives."

"Yes. So…. Eight houses. I can commandeer them all for those there?" Ianto asked.

Jack was soon helping load up hover trucks to move to the new subdivision that he knew would be closer to the promised houses in the brochures. Somehow Ianto had shined up this turd very nicely ta. And he was clearly in more control than he let on. Jack knew though, he could see the way Warren looked at Ianto. Even as his minions refused to step into the shack and all looked nervous.

Ianto was someone you don't fuck with.

He can still take a pulse cannon to the gut while taking off your head and live to tell the tale.

Like Jack.