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fractured_agent) wrote2015-05-11 07:44 pm
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Dead Man Walking... Again [for slayers_desire]
It isn't the first time things have gone horribly wrong. But this is definitely new and novel, baffling and slightly terrifying.
Jack stands in the autopsy room, at the side of the gurney holding the dead body of Owen Harper. Dead... but not lifeless. Owen sits on the edge of the gurney, poking disbelievingly into the congealed bullethole in his own chest, and lifts two fingers to his own throat to feel for a pulse that isn't there. A sinister-looking metal gauntlet lays on the floor, forgotten in the chaos of Owen's miraculous undeath until Ianto scoops it up.
What did I do?
Things are getting out of hand. And while Jack doesn't know for sure who to call, his first choice - the Doctor - won't answer his phone. Fortunately, his second choice is no poor-man's replacement herself.
While Owen gets dressed, Jack steps to the side to make a call.
Jack stands in the autopsy room, at the side of the gurney holding the dead body of Owen Harper. Dead... but not lifeless. Owen sits on the edge of the gurney, poking disbelievingly into the congealed bullethole in his own chest, and lifts two fingers to his own throat to feel for a pulse that isn't there. A sinister-looking metal gauntlet lays on the floor, forgotten in the chaos of Owen's miraculous undeath until Ianto scoops it up.
What did I do?
Things are getting out of hand. And while Jack doesn't know for sure who to call, his first choice - the Doctor - won't answer his phone. Fortunately, his second choice is no poor-man's replacement herself.
While Owen gets dressed, Jack steps to the side to make a call.
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She keeps a psychic bubble around the crushed glove. "Hold onto this, until we can properly destroy it." She tells J'onn.
Then she rushes over to where Jack and Owen is. And projects out into Owen's mind to see what he is dealing with.
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The deathly energy in Owen isn't strong enough to emerge fully. It needs more time to come to fruition, but the destruction of the glove has enraged it, and it's fighting for dominance. Owen's eyes turn black again as the entity seizes control. "I shall walk the Earth," it growls at them. "And my hunger shall know no bounds!"
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Jack isn't sure what to do either. He's already considered several possible actions to take, if Owen should lose this fight. "Don't you do this, dammit! I didn't bring you back just to lose you again."
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Gwen is the first to leap on the suggestion. "We need you, Owen. We can't do half the things you do."
"Things certainly would be more dull without you around," Ianto says, resorting to dry humor as the only way to cope with watching his teammate still walking around long after he's died.
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"You're dead already," Jack tells Owen, grabbing him by the shoulders. "You've got nothing left to lose. Kick its ass!"
The deathly entity inside of Owen glares at them all through black eyes, and a black mist begins to seep out of Owen's mouth, grasping for the closest person. It's too weak to emerge fully, but it knows it's cornered, and its last resort is to try to kill everyone in the room to gain strength enough to fight.
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"It's working..."
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Jack tenses up when he sees that black mist. Unknown energy loose in the Hub is never, ever a good thing. "Please tell me you have that."
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That is what makes Owen grab hold of it, struggling with the deadly entity to keep it away from her. He doesn't know how to destroy it, but he's determined not to let it kill anyone else.
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Finally, Owen's determination pays off. The mist draws back into him, and he shoves it down deep, back into the darkness.