26

After an hour they came back looking smug and now Ianto knew for sure things were going to be interesting. They had not gone upstairs. Hmmm. No Archie to the rescue? Oh dear. No Jack as he did not know this had happened and he was sure none of the Blumanchu had rated him out or been released to get help. Ianto worked out he had four or five hours before the kids would miss him, it was their day to go to Alice after school. Hmmmm.

Ianto was about to find out the real way things happen around here for their lower income peoples. For the Blumanchu are their people, like it or not. They bled together, fought and died together. Liberated this sector, secured this fucking planet.

It was another two hours back in the cell before being taken to the courtroom. This is where things got interesting because, as he had hoped and not been sure of, were the Justices. Judoon. Oh my. Things are now on a more even footing and he settled to listen to the fucktards give their evidence, their lawyers talking on longwinded fashion, the interpreter working overtime to not only relay their words to the Judoon but fixing some of the language. Of course, the funny thing here is that these Judoon all understand GS even if they refuse to speak it. They are well aware that the interpreter is under duress, ignoring things as they all looked around with boredom.

Four.

Ianto studied each one intently and on the third one he saw something that made him look closer. So many people do not know this but Judoon are proud of not only their rank but their bloodline and this one had a small pin that told of his house. One Ianto knew well.

Finally the interpreter turned to Ianto and said softly in Blumanchu "your turn."

"And yet no one translated any of this in Blumanchu" Ianto replied in GS. Those in the witness stand and the gallery all visibly gaped as Ianto spoke in the flawless language they all knew, all be it with that soft Welsh tone "I have yet to be read my rights yet… am on trial?"

Everyone stared at him and he then turned to the justice bench, now dropping into the guttural barking of Judoon, also… flawless of course… as he told them calmly "The first and foremost thing I need to tell you is that I am not Blumanchu. I am a retired Super Soldier that not only owned the land the so called victims trespassed on to 'Muppet Slap' but if no one has noticed yet, I am also with child."

As expected, the Judoon all rose from their chairs to stare at him then one spoke in their language "Who are you?"

"I am FL Ianto Jones of the third Airborne Roughnecks, I am The Phoenix who defended the king and won a Hand Pin, I am the same one who saved the life of your mother gerssshgil during the great Sword Fight" Ianto replied as he stared at one.

The Judoon responded as he knew he would, simply walking through the bench, sending it flying to salute and stand before Ianto in a deep bow. "Phoenix."

"Hello, you must be Phfellox" Ianto replied, the bastardization of his name an honor that was rare. Judoon do not usually do that, he knew the Judoon watching on had twigged by now as well and one of them was moving towards the hapless twats who still had no idea they were in trouble.

Ianto sighed softly and admitted "I am tired. Very tired."

The others who had been taken up before him were released and their sentences rescinded… you know how Jadoon HATE admitting they were wrong… something they would not take lightly.

Finally he was allowed to bathe off the mud, resemble something more that a mud monster. Finally, he was himself and as he strode form the courthouse he knew now where he needed to focus his attention. After all, with his sprout almost here he needed something he could do from home, something simple.

He was going to burn those fuckers alive and ensure the betterment of the Blumanchu.

They had no idea the Dragon they had poked and Ianto was gonna dig in dep.

And we both know that once Jack finds out… they will have a bastard after them too.