Challenge 920 - Collateral damage
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m_findlowTitle: Collateral damage
Character: Ianto, Jack, Owen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 920 - Wet at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Ianto thought he'd just been winded. A double drabble.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Shots rang out from Jack’s gun as Ianto was simultaneously whacked by the lashing tail of the creature as it took one last flailing swipe at life before it collapsed and died.
Jack holstered his weapon and whistled. ‘Now that was a big one!’ he remarked. ‘A real fighter.’
‘That last swipe of its tail really winded me,’ Ianto said. He reached down to his bruised stomach. It felt warm and wet. Really wet. He removed his hand and it came back bright red and glistening. He blinked at it, like he couldn’t work out what it was. ‘Oh…’ he said, his voice almost disconnected from his body. ‘That’s, uh… quite a lot of blood.’ He stumbled sideways and Jack caught him just in time as he saw the bright red palm for the first time.
‘Owen!’
After that, he felt all nice and floaty, going from standing up to lying down like he was in a bed of clouds. There seemed to be a lot of fuss being made somewhere off in the distance as voices clamoured, but they felt far away despite their panicky tone. Not to worry. He was sure they’d sort themselves out.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Shots rang out from Jack’s gun as Ianto was simultaneously whacked by the lashing tail of the creature as it took one last flailing swipe at life before it collapsed and died.
Jack holstered his weapon and whistled. ‘Now that was a big one!’ he remarked. ‘A real fighter.’
‘That last swipe of its tail really winded me,’ Ianto said. He reached down to his bruised stomach. It felt warm and wet. Really wet. He removed his hand and it came back bright red and glistening. He blinked at it, like he couldn’t work out what it was. ‘Oh…’ he said, his voice almost disconnected from his body. ‘That’s, uh… quite a lot of blood.’ He stumbled sideways and Jack caught him just in time as he saw the bright red palm for the first time.
‘Owen!’
After that, he felt all nice and floaty, going from standing up to lying down like he was in a bed of clouds. There seemed to be a lot of fuss being made somewhere off in the distance as voices clamoured, but they felt far away despite their panicky tone. Not to worry. He was sure they’d sort themselves out.
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Date: 2026-06-07 09:49 am (UTC)