Becky's Writing (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} becky_writing) wrote,@ 2008-04-30 10:07:00 |
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| Entry tags: | drabble collection, gen |
Title: Kyrie Eleison
Author: becky_h
Character(s): Captain Jack Harkness
Genre: Gen.
Rating: G
Spoilers The Parting Of The Ways and Last of the Time Lords.
Warnings: AU. Sort of.
Word Count: 500, exactly.
Beta: itinerant_vae, bless her.
Prompt: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small}
set2music Prompt 35: The road that I must travel.
Summary: For everything that does happen, there are countless possibilities for things that might have. This is a set of 5 drabbles, exploring how things could have gone differently after the events on Satellite Five.
Author's Notes: This is obviously inspired by the song 'Kyrie', but it is not (repeat not) song fic. Really, really, awesome art, made by the fantastic laurab1 can be found here.
He throws his arms out, in a gesture of surrender and acceptance. The Dalek fires. There's a moment of intense pain, nerves set on fire by the Dalek's extermination ray, and then nothing.
He's dead before he hits the ground.
One more corpse on a station full of corpses.
When Rose comes and the Doctor says 'you can't', she listens. Bad Wolf doesn't bring life, only death.
The Doctor still tells her Jack's busy, saving the earth. She pretends to believe him.
Torchwood falls with the twentieth century. Earth's a sitting duck. It doesn't make it out of the twenty-first.
He comes around with a reverse gasp that hurts.
He hears the TARDIS as he's climbing to his feet. He doesn't pause to figure out what happened, just starts running. He makes it there in time to see the Doctor catching Rose as she faints.
Jack can see the energy crackling under The Doctor's skin. The Doctor can see everything.
Jack stays with them until he gets his answers. Rose feels guilty, the Doctor won't stop twitching and Jack can't deal with either.
He leaves them on Earth, at Christmas.
Earth still doesn't make it out of the twenty-first century.
He watches the TARDIS disappear, with a disbelieving laugh and choked sob.
He doesn't hang around waiting for them to come back.
He aims for the Rift, at the beginning of the twenty-first century.
He lands where, and when, he meant to but burns out his vortex-manipulator in the process.
A year later the TARDIS shows up, then starts to dematerialize.
Jack goes after it, and gets sucked through the Vortex, to the end of the Universe.
The Doctor says he's wrong. Jack tells the Doctor to go to hell.
Earth's destroyed by the Master, intergalactic war, and Toclafanes.
His trip off the game station's rough and the landing's worse.
When he comes around again he knows his timing was off. It's closer to the middle of the nineteenth century than the start of the twenty-first.
He hauls himself painfully to his feet, cracks his neck and tries again.
He lands at roughly the right time and place, but with a working vortex-manipulator he doesn't have the patience to wait around.
He doesn't know the Doctor's regenerated.
When he finally catches the right version, it's at the premature end of the world and too late for answers to matter.
When he hears the TARDIS he makes it there just in time to see her fading away.
He sets coordinates for Cardiff in the twenty-first century, but lands in the 19th. The trip burns his vortex manipulator out. He's stuck on earth, living linear time.
It's more than a century before he finds the Doctor and his answers. He catches a glimpse of what might have been and might still be, in his year on the Valiant.
He stays on Earth. He fights for what he loves.
Humanity spreads across the stars, and when Earth dies, it's of old age.
