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My Immortal. Prologue.
Here it is, finally. Well the very beginning anyway... Most of the timelines from the different canons fit together pretty perfectly, but there is one major inconsistency as well as the problem of how and why did Jack chose to become 'The Immortal'. This prologue attempts to weave all these things together in a way I hope you think works (behold, I can create plot out of nothing! *g*). So lots of set-up I'm afraid - the next chapter will tackle actual canon stories. :)

ETA: Completely forgot to mention that this is all scarlettgirl's idea! I hope you like what I've done. :)

Summary: Captain Jack Harkness *is* The Immortal.
Setting: Pre-series. (all of them)
Spoilers: All of S3 of DW and (eventually) S2 of TW. (This part: 'Utopia', DW 3.11)
Rating: PG-13.
Genre: FitB, character study, BtVS/AtS/Doctor Who/Torchwood crossover.
Pairings: Will mostly focus on Buffy/Immortal, but other canon pairings will pop up too.
Word count: 4100+ words.
Thank you's: To my *amazing* beta kathyh, without whom this would be pretty awful. And to ruuger for the gorgeous, gorgeous banner and icon! *smooches*
Disclaimer: Joss and RTD own these characters, I'm just playing with them.
Feedback: Please? This has been *such* a pain to write, and now I am horribly nervous.
Dedication: This is for zanthinegirl, one of my loveliest friends whose feedback and encouragement I treasure more than she can know. I hope this might help take your mind off things, Dear.

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My Immortal

Prologue.

Angelus: This is our city. We were here first.
Immortal's servant: No, actually, he was. 300 years ago.


Cardiff, 1870

It was cold and wet and dark. Yesterday, today, tomorrow - always the same. And Jack thought it might be killing him.

If he closed his eyes he could still call forth his home - dusty and dry and bright. Could clearly remember the constant threat of sandstorms lurking in a hot blast across his face, the softness of the white-white-white desert fabric on his skin, the rich fruit juices his mother would prepare every morning... experiences as alien in this time as his wrist strap.

But he had left his home. Had lived through things that should have killed him; had skipped across the universe like a pebble across a pond; had met people who had changed him more than he thought possible... until everything had stopped.

Jack felt as though this place was now seeping into him - like hope and life was being smothered, day by day, inch by inch, by the low clouds that never seemed to lift. He had never felt so trapped in his life, not even when facing certain death.

Jumping back through time 200,000 years and he’d only been out by a century. One. One hundred years, and it might as well have been a million.

He stared down into his drink - something these people referred to as ‘beer’ although it had the flavour and colour of dishwater - and slowly became aware of the noise and dirt and general unpleasantness of the drinking tavern he was in. Drowning his sorrows... that had been the plan. Except of course it didn’t work - it never worked - it just made him feel cold and miserable on a different level.

He could cope - had coped with far worse - but the relentlessness of it was getting to him. He remembered once coming across a cult that wanted to change humans back to what they had once been... He wished he could have shown them this place, where decay preyed on people with sickening results. For a moment he looked at the toothless old man next to him, bent and crooked and, judging from the rattling breath, suffering from something Jack couldn’t begin to guess at - he’d not paid much attention during their lecture on ‘ancient ailments’. After all it wasn’t like they didn’t get vaccinated against everything anyway. Infections on the other hand were something he was pretty terrified of - medicine in this era was so primitive. He tried his best not to shudder. Would he end up the same way in 50 - 60 years time? All withered gnarled and... worn? No, he’d commit suicide first.

As often happened now his thoughts drifted back to his beautiful Chula ship, and again he felt like crying at the accidental destruction. It seemed a somehow more manageable loss than the Doctor, Rose and the TARDIS. The ship, the technology, the nanobots - all that he could mourn. The rest...

“Hey there handsome - what’s troubling ya?”

He looked up at the plump barmaid and sighed. He was hovering on the edge of spilling secrets that he knew he shouldn’t mention, but thankfully found that he was still sober enough to infuse truth with vagueness.

“I... lost the people I love. Or rather they lost me - left without me. It’s... it’s a long story.”

The girl looked like she was about to speak when the old man nodded solemnly.

“The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away. But He comes for us all in the end.”

Jack turned to him, suddenly desperate.

“Are you sure?”

The old man nodded, and Jack wished he could somehow latch onto that surety he saw in the red-rimmed eyes. He had a terrible feeling that he might live out his whole life in this sprawling grey town without ever being found.




Rome, some years later

It was evening, but still hot, and the setting sun made the whole sky blaze golden. Jack stood still for a moment and closed his eyes, letting warmth caress his skin.

If he could, he’d bottle the sensation. He knew he was taking a risk in travelling away from the Rift, but on the other hand he didn’t want to throw his whole life away, waiting. Earth wouldn’t have been his first choice of planet to settle down on - not even the tenth - but beggars couldn’t be choosers. And the hunger for warmth and light had driven him further and further south, until here he was in this ancient city.

Having spent most of the day walking around St Peter’s his feet were sore, but his mind rather overwhelmed by the sheer beauty and magnitude of what he had seen. He had some basic, scattered knowledge of European history from his Time Agency training, but somehow he’d never actually set foot in Rome - he had never been sent there, and there had never been a scam that would benefit from this location. With hindsight his previous existence seemed very shallow; the ability to just admire something, without calculating its worth or how it could best be utilised, was one of the things he was most grateful to the Doctor for. And yet another thing he’d never told him. Hopefully one day he would be able to...

But until then, he had to make do - which reminded him that he had no money left and finding somewhere to stay for the night might be problematic.

Suddenly he heard a loud exclamation, and turned to see a handsome, well-dressed young man running towards him.

Master! It is really you! I cannot believe it - it is a miracle!”

Jack looked behind him, wondering what was happening, but the other made a beeline for him, before stopping at a respectful distance, face beaming. He had gorgeous brown eyes, Jack couldn’t help but notice, and the wide joyous grin on his face revealed dimples that made him look younger than his real age, which Jack estimated to be around 20.

As he took in these factors, Jack automatically discarded the ‘You’ve got the wrong guy’ that was at the tip of his tongue. Couldn’t hurt to hear what the kid had to say, and besides he looked like he was about to faint or explode. Jack didn’t want to have either on his conscience.

“Oh Master - how could we ever have doubted? ‘But how can anyone know the future?’ my sister asks, but I tell her that The Immortal can do anything, of course. Three hundred years are nothing to someone who has eternity, even if we mortals have been waiting with trepidation and great elation.”

He stopped to catch his breath, and, seeing the somewhat puzzled look on Jack’s face, tried to pull himself together.

“My apologies your Benevolence, I am afraid I let excitement get the better of me. A simple, unmarked carriage awaits just as you specified in your instructions.”

He pulled out an ancient-looking document and handed it over eagerly, and Jack opened it, feeling like he’d come in halfway through a play without knowing his lines. Ornate writing covered the paper, and slowly he began reading.

‘I, The Immortal, make this document for the benefit of you, my dear servants of the future, and beseech you to follow my instructions to the very letter.

I trust you will recognise my fair countenance anywhere, but be warned that I will come in disguise, dressed in simple clothing...’


There followed notes on getting the house ready for occupation, which carriage to use and various other things, then the day’s date and to ‘look for me at sunset in St Peter’s Square’.

Jack raised an eyebrow, feeling a little spooked, but then the law of averages dictated that there had to be someone like him around - the kid had obviously just latched onto the one best fitting the description. Then he read on, and couldn’t help but chuckle as he took in the final paragraph:

‘Make sure to send your handsomest boy to fetch me. I have every confidence that you will not disappoint me in any way.

His Benevolence,
The Immortal

Rome, 1596’


Whoever this ‘Immortal’ guy was, he had clearly had his priorities in order. And he didn’t seem the type to begrudge a weary traveller taking a little advantage...

“Well then, ‘handsome boy’, shall we?”

The boy coloured very prettily, and Jack smiled. Someone up there liked him.

Trying to cover his shyness, the kid turned all practicality and business. “Master - please allow me to take your luggage. The carriage is down this way.”

“By all means, lead on. I am in your hands.”

As they walked a narrow side street, the boy introduced himself as ‘Antonio’:

“...Of the Esposito family, of course - we have been faithfully tending your residence for all these years, and know how blessed we all are to live in this time, so we may see you Master.”

Jack made what he hoped was an appropriate reply, but as they drove though the streets a little later he covertly tried to extract some crucial information about who he was supposed to be - a lifetime of having to adapt to new situations and new identities coming in helpful. And this one looked to be a challenge.

In a short while he had found out that in 1596 the man calling himself ‘The Immortal’ had disappeared on some round-the-world-trip, and very kindly left his servants with plenty of money to see them through the next 300 years. He had clearly been an extraordinary sort of guy, since the devotion he inspired had been so strong that it had passed down almost unchanged during the intervening years. Despite not really being a con man anymore Jack could feel all his old instincts re-awaken - the opportunity too good to turn down. He didn’t plan on stealing anything, cause he wasn’t that guy anymore, but this could mean free lodgings whilst he stayed in Rome... And who was he to disappoint these poor servants, who just wanted their master back? It was a win-win situation all round.

And... if things went wrong there was always Retcon. Technology might be almost non-existent in this time, but at least the apothecaries were well stocked - and he had always been a dab hand at chemistry. Getting the dosages right was tricky without better equipment, but having that tiny, simple tool in case of emergencies made him feel a lot better. He was very pleased that it was pretty much the norm for travelling gentlemen to carry their own miniature medicine cabinet.

He was thrown out of his musings by Antonio.

“Pardon me for asking, your Benevolence - but did you see the mountains of Tibet? It has been passed down that you wished to seek enlightenment amongst the monks who dwell in the everlasting snow, and to climb the tallest mountain on Earth.”

“Oh yes, enlightenment. Wonderful thing. Spent a hundred and fifty years in a monastery - very tranquil. And Mount Everest was quite something too...”

Antonio nodded, wide-eyed and impressed, as Jack described mountaineering feats worthy of someone named The Immortal, and he thought to himself that this still left him 150 blank years to fill in. He was used to creating a history out of nothing, but never a history quite this long. He’d have to be careful.

“Your English is very good,” he complimented Antonio a little later, being grateful for not having to try to get by on his still rudimentary Italian. If only the wrist strap hadn’t burnt out so completely, conversing would have been a lot easier.

“Oh, but it is thanks to your generous schooling stipend, of course. Everyone in the family has been educated in the English language, as well as the more common subjects.”

No wonder they had stayed faithful, Jack thought, this Immortal had clearly been a great benefactor. He wouldn’t mind one of those himself...

For a good while they drove through cobbled streets, past villas and ancient buildings whose windows changed from black to glowing amber as evening fell. Finally they pulled up in front of a small palace, and as Jack got out of the carriage he studied the architecture, wondering how old the house could be. He had a feeling he might be called upon to know stuff like that, and there was only so far he could get on luck. Why hadn’t he feigned amnesia?

Then Antonio walked past him, opening the front door with the particular air of ownership and entitlement that comes from long service, and announced:

“Immortal - welcome home.”

The words caught Jack unguarded, and he almost faltered. What the hell was he doing? But it was too late to back out now.

Knowing how to make a good entrance - no matter the occasion - and always ready to play the part required, he strode through the doors as though he was indeed a centuries old living legend.

There was a long moment of total silence as ‘his servants’ just stared at him in mixed disbelief and astonishment, before Antonio - relishing his role as The Immortal’s first contact - carefully introduced everyone, starting with his mother, who was also the housekeeper and very clearly the person in charge.

Jack - who had once spent an interesting three weeks pretending to be a Senator from Sto in a convoluted scam that had gone rather badly wrong - smiled his best million Watt smile as he shook hands and tilted his head sympathetically, asking questions designed to charm and disarm.

He half expected the real Immortal to show up at any moment, fuming because he’d not been picked up as he had asked... But there was no need to let that possibility stop him from enjoying himself.

As the shyness faded, so they began asking him questions in return, clearly as star-struck as Antonio - which wasn’t surprising since he’d just fulfilled their ancient prophecy.

Then a woman’s voice cut through - and in an instant the voices died down as the housekeeper glared around.

“Stop! Stop! But what are you doing? Master, please forgive - they are but excited and have clearly forgotten that it is their duty to serve, not to talk! You must be famished and your clothes-” she tutted in the way of women anywhere, “is terrible! Ah, it hurts my heart to have you looking thus, even though it is wonderful disguise. Come now. Maria! Loretta! Antonio! Get a bath ready for his Benevolence, and find the best clothes. Pietro, Renata, Mario, Julio - in the kitchen, pronto!”

There followed what were obviously more specific instructions in incomprehensible Italian, and immediately the servants scattered to their different jobs. The housekeeper then turned to him, smiling and a little apologetic.

“Immortal - it will be a little time before things are ready. Why you not go to your study? I shall bring refreshments, because dinner will be a while...”

Without waiting to hear his reply she indicated that he should follow and he obediently did so, trying not to show how much he adored the way she ‘managed’ him - it had been a long time since anyone had done so, and he was relishing it very much indeed.

As they walked up the ornate staircase and through the house she carefully pointed out all the places where changes had been made - all for the better she hoped, and he readily agreed. He could tell that she was still nervous, but she was obviously one of those people who channelled nervousness into action. It was a shame she wasn’t 25 years younger...

Just as they reached the study one of the girls appeared, telling of some domestic catastrophe or other, and Jack’s guide frowned deeply, anger flashing in her dark eyes. He immediately told her to just go and sort it out, without worrying about him - he’d be quite fine in his own house. Sending her a dazzling smile she nodded in acquiescence, promising to return as soon as possible with a drink.

Shaking his head and chuckling to himself Jack entered the study - and found himself rooted on the spot in pure shock. The wall opposite the door was dominated by a large portrait - clearly a masterpiece, rich in detail and almost inhuman in its realism.

And it was him.

Except it couldn’t be... it had to be a coincidence. At least it explained why Antonio had so readily welcomed him.

Slowly he closed the door, heart beating, then walked over and studied the picture before carefully touching the surface. It was definitely real - the paint a little cracked in the way of older paintings. Letting his eyes travel over the image, he couldn’t help but smirk a little, since he - or The Immortal, rather - looked rather dashing in the puffy sleeves and tight breeches that the fashion had dictated. And then something caught his attention - both wrists were bare.

This made him feel virtually convinced that this was really all just a case of mistaken identity and accidental look-alike-ness, but still he opened the wriststrap to do a basic scan. It couldn’t hurt to check for anything out of the ordinary.

Just in case.

A swift check proved that the painting really was genuine, and then he started scanning the rest of the room, discovering that there was something hidden behind one of the smaller paintings. A moment later he was looking at the door of a built-in safe, but the lock was no match for his training and abilities, and in no time at all it sprang open with a satisfying ‘click’.

His eyes widened and he let out an involuntary whistle at the riches contained within. Mr Immortal was clearly as loaded as the palace would indicate, if not more so. Trying to tell himself that he was definitely not stealing anything - well at least not much - Jack began to sift through the contents, now and again stopping to admire some of the treasures, before discovering a simple piece of paper without an envelope - as though it had been left inside by accident. As he pulled it out and looked at it properly he suddenly felt faint. It bore a single line of writing in the Time Agency code that he could still write and decode in his sleep.

Enjoy the alias.

It was signed with his own Time Agency number.

He stared at it in mute befuddlement for a long moment, then turned over the paper to see if there were any hidden clues. But no matter how hard he looked he couldn’t find any other message - no microchip, no invisible text, no other paper containing the clue to unravelling the message... Slowly he lifted his eyes and looked at the smiling face beaming down on him from the wall. Was it really him? But how?

Carefully he closed the safe, then sat down at the desk and rested his head on his hands, staring at the mysterious piece of paper.

Time Agency Code... that could mean several things. Had he finally discovered part of what the Agency had wiped from his memory? In which case - was this something they had set up, and if so what was the plan? There was also the possibility that it was another Agent who’d arranged all this... Jack found himself smiling as he thought of a certain ex-partner who’d truly revel in the opulence of the place. Although why he’d bother with such a backwater was a mystery. Maybe it was a hideout? Although Jack couldn’t imagine him abandoning so much money...

Of course there was also the possibility that he had set this up himself, sometime in his future - that he would be a time traveller again, and had gone back in time to create this new life. But why?

He picked up a seal from the desk and studied the ornate ‘I’, surrounded by trailing flowers. ‘The Immortal’ - a ridiculous name, or title... just like a Time Lord name.

His eyes narrowed. Could it all be a ploy to attract the Doctor’s attention? Make up a person who sounded like a Time Lord, in the hope that the Doctor would hear of it and investigate? But what if it had worked? What if the Doctor had found him because of the name, and had then helped him go back and set it all up in the first place?

His head began to hurt as he tried to work out what was the most likely explanation. The one thing he was sure of was that he hated whoever had written the note, even if it was his future or past self - he had hardly seen anything less helpful in his whole life. It implied that the only purpose of the whole thing - house, money, servants - was to have fun. In principle he of course agreed with this wholeheartedly - but in reality it was infuriatingly vague. If it really was from himself, then he was probably trying to avoid changing history, but a tiny pointer would have been nice. He didn’t like being in the dark.

And if it was the Time Agency, then there was the distinct possibility that it was a code for something else - something he now didn’t know.

Then the housekeeper returned, bringing a glass of the most wonderful wine he’d had in years, and also let him know that his bath was ready.

Hours later, sitting in front of a roaring fire, clean and content after a magnificent meal and wearing fabulously expensive clothes, he thought to himself that he could get used to this...

***

In the end, it wasn’t the obvious things that made him leave.

- Not the fact that running around calling himself ‘The Immortal’ was as stupid as painting a giant target on his chest. (Not to mention that ageing would be a rather obvious give-away.)

- Not the fact that, the name apart, the chances of running into the Doctor in Rome were extremely low.

- Not the fact that he was deeply uneasy with not knowing why he had set the thing up - presuming it was his own work.

- And not the discovery of a whole underworld full of demons and magic - both of which were very real, and very unsettling. (What were the demons? Aliens who’d crashed millennia ago and ‘gone native’? Creatures from another dimension? And how and why did magic work? It shouldn’t, but it did. He was absurdly grateful that The Immortal had a reputation for scorning it.)

These all played a part, of course, they were the logical reasons he had to leave, and they were what made him tell his servants to keep his stay a secret.

But the main thing - the thing that he couldn’t live with, in spite of the luxury - was the way they looked at him. Somewhere between awe and worship and love... the same way he and Rose had looked at the Doctor.

Except the Doctor had been the real deal - a Time Lord, the last survivor of the most brilliant race ever to grace the universe, a man more gifted and extraordinary than Jack would ever meet.

And to have that look turned on him made all his bravura somehow fade into nothing.

‘I’m not who you think I am!’ he wanted to tell them, yell at them. ‘I’m just an ex-soldier/Time Agent, sort-of ex-con man time traveller from the future (which is impressive, OK, but not that amazing, honestly), and now I’m stuck. I’m just a regular guy, not your benevolent Immortal (even though I am very handsome and charming and smart and pretty spectacular in bed, to say the least); but I am not a great, mythical creature unchanged by time. Time is undoing me, time is vanishing every day, and I’m scared I’ll run out without ever finding what I’m looking for!’

Except he couldn’t say that of course - they had all been waiting for The Immortal, generations of them existing just to be there when he needed, and he couldn’t take away their dream.

So he told them that he wanted to travel some more. Just to see America - he hadn’t been there yet.

As he walked out the door, in a wonderful caped coat that he had really taken to, and with enough money hidden away in the pockets to see him through a decade or two, he felt more of a traitor than he ever had before in his life - but what else could he do?

***

It wasn’t until 1892, after a fight on Ellis Island, that he finally understood why he had chosen that particular alias - and why he might need it.


Chapter 1.

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beer_good_foamy From: beer_good_foamy Date: April 16th, 2008 01:51 pm (UTC) (Link)
TBC...

Oh, you better. This was a great set-up (even as much as I loathe the song, haha). And I like the idea of Jack having no idea exactly who (or rather when) his other self is who set this up... time travel is confusing, but fun.

So with all the mentions of Time Lords, I hope I'm not hoping in vain for the Master to show up...? (Hell, given the two verses and the time frame, you could even have both Masters show up... now there's a crackfic waiting to happen, Master/Master... sorry, your story, do as you please.)
elisi From: elisi Date: April 16th, 2008 03:35 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, you better.
Don't worry. Dru and Darla are getting very impatient... ;)

This was a great set-up (even as much as I loathe the song, haha).
Thank you! And I'm not too keen on the song myself, but I couldn't not use it.

And I like the idea of Jack having no idea exactly who (or rather when) his other self is who set this up... time travel is confusing, but fun.
Oh isn't it just? And time travel was the only way of bridging that particular gap, so I thought I might as well get as much use out of it as I could.

So with all the mentions of Time Lords, I hope I'm not hoping in vain for the Master to show up...?
Um... yes. Sorry. Mostly I just embroider canon (a LOT), but who knows, I might write some side stories at sometime. And there will be *mentions* of the two Masters at some point. (Too good to pass up.)

Thank you lots for reading btw, I hope you'll keep enjoying it, even without Master-y goodness. (If there was any way of getting The Master to show up in Rome 2004, I'd definitely use him!)
adoxerella From: adoxerella Date: April 16th, 2008 02:18 pm (UTC) (Link)
Dammit, all that logic might end up eroding my belief that the Immortal is actually Methos from Highlander. *pouts*

Seriously, though, I enjoyed this a lot. The fact that he decides to go along with it, despite being a bit bewildered by the whole thing is so Jack. Also, poor Jack left all alone and bewildered just makes me want to hug him for ages. *pets broody Jack*

Jack found himself smiling as he thought of a certain ex-partner who’d truly revel in the opulence of the place. Although why he’d bother with such a backwater was a mystery. Maybe it was a hideout? Although Jack couldn’t imagine him abandoning so much money...
Snerk. Why yes, Jack, I'm sure he would.

Argh, now I am going to have to find time amidst packing to watch the last two Torchwood epis so I can read this once the spoilers set in. The things I do for good fic ;-p

Thanks for sharing this.
elisi From: elisi Date: April 16th, 2008 03:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
Dammit, all that logic might end up eroding my belief that the Immortal is actually Methos from Highlander. *pouts*
From other Highlander fans I gather than Methos is pretty awesome, but Jack is just too perfect! :)

Seriously, though, I enjoyed this a lot.
Thank you! *beams*

The fact that he decides to go along with it, despite being a bit bewildered by the whole thing is so Jack.
Always the opportunist! I ADORE writing him.

Also, poor Jack left all alone and bewildered just makes me want to hug him for ages. *pets broody Jack*
I know. *pets him too*

Snerk. Why yes, Jack, I'm sure he would.
Indeed. Couldn't you just see Capt John living it up in The Immortal's palace? *g*

Argh, now I am going to have to find time amidst packing to watch the last two Torchwood epis so I can read this once the spoilers set in. The things I do for good fic ;-p
Well it'll be a while before I get to anything spoilery. (Because RL is a bitca and I have v. little time for writing.) But you should watch them anyway, because OMG! *flails* You have no idea!

Thanks for sharing this.
Thank *you* for reading and your lovely feedback! :)
hello_spikey From: hello_spikey Date: April 16th, 2008 03:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
Awesometopia!!!

Okay, I haven't seen ANY of the new Dr. Who nor Torchwood, but to me this is awesome on a stick. I'm intrigued and I love this idea of the Immortal as an ex-con-man, soldier, lucky bum looking for his destiny. :D

So many pithy little lines! The handsome boy! The portrait!

Eagerly looking forward to reading more!!! And to our Jack finding out what the bleep is going on - I for one don't doubt he wrote the note to himself, and has travelled (or will travel) to the 15th Century to leave it for himself.

Woah... 15th Century Italy. OMG what an awesome time! *Squee*
elisi From: elisi Date: April 16th, 2008 03:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
Awesometopia!!!
Squee!

Okay, I haven't seen ANY of the new Dr. Who nor Torchwood, but to me this is awesome on a stick.
Well you are missing out, but I am also reassured, because if this is comprehendable for a non-DW fan, then I've probably done my job pretty well, describing Jack. :)

I'm intrigued and I love this idea of the Immortal as an ex-con-man, soldier, lucky bum looking for his destiny. :D
A few basic things you ought to know about Jack: He's from the 51st century, he knows that he is fabulous and will shag anything that's gorgeous, and The Doctor helped set him on the 'path to redemption'. He left the Time Agency because they stole two years of his memories, and became a criminal instead. (There's more, but some of that will be filled in as the story progresses.) Oh and in 1892 he was shot in the heart - and then woke up...

So many pithy little lines! The handsome boy! The portrait!
This story is SO MUCH FUN! OK, so this part was a total pain, but the fun bits were still fun. :)

Eagerly looking forward to reading more!!!
Aw, thank you!

And to our Jack finding out what the bleep is going on - I for one don't doubt he wrote the note to himself, and has travelled (or will travel) to the 15th Century to leave it for himself.
Oh good. I hoped that was obvious. (Time travel is fun!)

Woah... 15th Century Italy. OMG what an awesome time! *Squee*
I'm not sure I'll actually write that part, but you never know.

ETA: Forgot to mention that 'Jack' isn't his real name. He'd have no problems adopting another alias. (We don't know what his real name is.)

Edited at 2008-04-16 04:04 pm (UTC)
skipthedemon From: skipthedemon Date: April 16th, 2008 04:22 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, this looks like it's going to be a fun romp. :buckles in for the ride:
elisi From: elisi Date: April 16th, 2008 04:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yay! I hope you enjoy. (It has taken over my head. I hope that is a good thing.)
stormwreath From: stormwreath Date: April 16th, 2008 04:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
Intriguing. :-)

AS you know, I know enough DW/TW to be familiar with the characters but not to know for definite what's canon and what's your invention - do I gather that at this point Jack doesn't actually know that he's unkillable? (Because, well, nobody has tried to kill him yet...)

I'm also looking forward to finding out what the Immortal is planning to do with those nuns he apparently rescued from Angelus...
elisi From: elisi Date: April 16th, 2008 04:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
Intriguing. :-)
Thanks! :)

AS you know, I know enough DW/TW to be familiar with the characters but not to know for definite what's canon and what's your invention
That could work quite well for me! *g*

- do I gather that at this point Jack doesn't actually know that he's unkillable? (Because, well, nobody has tried to kill him yet...)
Yes. In 1892, in a fight on Ellis Island, he gets shot through the heart - and then wakes up!

I'm also looking forward to finding out what the Immortal is planning to do with those nuns he apparently rescued from Angelus...
Oh they'll get a mention, don't worry. I think I use every single line of information we get...
liliaeth From: liliaeth Date: April 16th, 2008 05:50 pm (UTC) (Link)
I can't wait to read the next part, this was great :-)
elisi From: elisi Date: April 16th, 2008 05:52 pm (UTC) (Link)
Squee! Thank you! :) (And sorry about being such a lousy commenter btw. I *do* read your LJ!)
linwick From: linwick Date: April 16th, 2008 06:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
This is wonderful! You have captured Jack perfectly, I can see him in my head doing all this. And having my two favorite fandoms combined, fantastic! I can't wait for more.
elisi From: elisi Date: April 16th, 2008 07:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
This is wonderful!
Aw, thank you! (I'm not kidding saying it was hard work to write. The first draft was *awful*, so it pleases me no end that I got it to work!)

You have captured Jack perfectly, I can see him in my head doing all this.
That makes two of us. He's a lot of fun having around in your head. *g*

And having my two favorite fandoms combined, fantastic! I can't wait for more.
Trust me, I will write as fast as I can! The whole thing is eating me up and I keep going over scenes in my head. Thank you lots for your kind words!
timeofchange From: timeofchange Date: April 16th, 2008 07:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
Holy hell! This utterly amazing.
elisi From: elisi Date: April 16th, 2008 07:40 pm (UTC) (Link)
*incoherent*
selenak From: selenak Date: April 17th, 2008 11:34 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, promising beginning! And a good setting up of a mystery. My current guess is that you'll do something with that 2000 years under the earth nonsense and this is how future!Jack will set up current!Jack's existence as the Immortal.

It was a shame she wasn’t 25 years younger...

You know, the revelation that Jack is age-discriminating has been one of my few disappointments about TW s2.*g*
elisi From: elisi Date: April 17th, 2008 12:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, promising beginning! And a good setting up of a mystery.
Thank you. :)

My current guess is that you'll do something with that 2000 years under the earth nonsense and this is how future!Jack will set up current!Jack's existence as the Immortal.
To be honest I've not actually worked out a theory for how he sets it up yet. As for the buried-alive thing, then I've mostly adopted peasant_'s fabulous fanwank. Although your idea is very appealing.

You know, the revelation that Jack is age-discriminating has been one of my few disappointments about TW s2.*g*
Well he does go a lot by looks... although in this case it's more that she's too old to run off with him for fun & frolics.
adriana_is From: adriana_is Date: April 17th, 2008 12:32 pm (UTC) (Link)
Despite my Spuffy preference, I can totally see how Buffy would be attracted because it's JACK ((**loves**))

Your Jack is totally plausible and I could picture him wondering what the hell is going on and then just going with it.

Lovely!!

Edited at 2008-04-17 12:33 pm (UTC)
elisi From: elisi Date: April 17th, 2008 12:46 pm (UTC) (Link)
Despite my Spuffy preference, I can totally see how Buffy would be attracted because it's JACK ((**loves**))
I *know*! And because it's Jack he also understands loss and grief - I have so much I want to do with them!

Your Jack is totally plausible and I could picture him wondering what the hell is going on and then just going with it.
Aw thanks! Jack is such a fabulous character, and although I was nervous , he's not as hard to write as I thought. (I hope that's not coming back to bite me...)

Thank you lots for reading and your feedback! :)
zanthinegirl From: zanthinegirl Date: April 18th, 2008 06:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yeah! I've been hoping for exactly this story since you mentioned you were thinking about writing it. And Wow-- dedicated to me! Squee!

I love this idea. Love, love , love it! I love that Jack doesn't know what's going on either, what a clever way of introducing non-TW fans to the character. ::admires plotty-goodness::

I assume that setting all up all this is what Jack was up to while he was supposed to be buried for two thousand years? Makes sense; more sense that canon frankly. (Why the heck would he be dug up 2,000+ years later without needing a haircut and shave? At minimum?) And I love how worried he is about infection and death. I'd forgotten he hadn't realized he was immortal until later. Though you'd think he'd notice he wasn't aging after 20-30 years!

Looking forward to the next chapter!
elisi From: elisi Date: April 18th, 2008 06:57 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yeah! I've been hoping for exactly this story since you mentioned you were thinking about writing it.
I don't really have a choice - the thing is eating my brain to a terrifying degree.

And Wow-- dedicated to me! Squee!
Oh you so deserve it! (There were times when writing Mrs Saxon's Diary that I'd think 'At least Zanthinegirl is reading...'. Course I'd have kept writing anyway, but it really means something to know that someone's interested!)

I love this idea. Love, love , love it!
Heee! We should all offer up chocolate and extra special treats to scarlettgirl for thinking of it in the first place. :) (If you mean that you like *my* take, then thank you lots! *smooches*)

I love that Jack doesn't know what's going on either, what a clever way of introducing non-TW fans to the character. ::admires plotty-goodness::
Since I'm usually pretty hopeless at plot, the plottiness of this (just wait until Buffy shows up) makes me very happy! Also? Time travel is fun.

I assume that setting all up all this is what Jack was up to while he was supposed to be buried for two thousand years?
You're the second person to mention that possibility, and to be honest I've not actually thought it through. I never meant to go that far into the future. We'll see, I guess.

And I love how worried he is about infection and death. I'd forgotten he hadn't realized he was immortal until later.
He had 23 years of thinking he was 'normal', which leaves a lot of scope for interesting stories. (And I think he'd be very careful not to get ill or hurt, medicine being what it was.)

Though you'd think he'd notice he wasn't aging after 20-30 years!
I'm guessing 51st century people live longer anyway - although I do address this point in the next chapter.

Looking forward to the next chapter!
I am writing as quickly as I am able! :)
mhalachaiswords From: mhalachaiswords Date: April 20th, 2008 04:07 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, simply lovely! I love this premise, and the opening salvo is so very enticing :D

Might I friend you to keep up with story updates?
elisi From: elisi Date: April 20th, 2008 07:21 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, simply lovely! I love this premise, and the opening salvo is so very enticing :D
Squee! Thank you! :)

Might I friend you to keep up with story updates?
Of course, you're more than welcome. Please make yourself at home. :)
beatrice_otter From: beatrice_otter Date: April 20th, 2008 04:59 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, nice! Can't wait to see it continued ...
elisi From: elisi Date: April 20th, 2008 05:32 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oooh thank you! Am writing as fast as I can, trust me. The plot is continually re-writing itself and developing in my head. :)

(Fitting writing in around RL being the problem. But don't worry, I'll get there!)
the_royal_anna From: the_royal_anna Date: April 27th, 2008 08:01 am (UTC) (Link)
This is a lovely, intriguing beginning. The set-up works a treat, and the thought of added Buffy in the midst of it is too glorious for words. :)

I read this just now, and it made me smile a lot, and you'll like the ending. :)
elisi From: elisi Date: April 27th, 2008 08:05 am (UTC) (Link)
This is a lovely, intriguing beginning.
Squee! :)

The set-up works a treat, and the thought of added Buffy in the midst of it is too glorious for words. :)
Oh there will be *lots* of Buffy/Jack - it'll take up the main part of the fic. Soooo much fun! Although at the moment I am deeply imbedded in 1894 and a certain vampire trio...

I read this just now, and it made me smile a lot, and you'll like the ending. :)
I read it yesterday! And yes, it is a great fic! I really like this remix thing.

Also - hello! *waves*
spikendru From: spikendru Date: April 30th, 2008 11:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
This is just inspired! And also bloody brilliant! Unfortunately, I have never seen any Dr. Who, so I'm not familiar with Jack's part on DW, but I've watched both series of TW and this makes perfect sense! Love it, and can't wait for more. I just got out of the hospital and am edging back into my fandom life slowly, but what a treat to find this waiting for me!

*hugs and snuggles*
elisi From: elisi Date: May 1st, 2008 05:45 am (UTC) (Link)
This is just inspired! And also bloody brilliant!
Squee! Thank you! (It's very early in the morning here, you have no idea how lovely it was to wake up to this!)

Unfortunately, I have never seen any Dr. Who, so I'm not familiar with Jack's part on DW, but I've watched both series of TW and this makes perfect sense!
I can help! *elisi to the rescue* I've been re-watching Jack's bits in S1 of DW on youtube, so if you're curious here are the links (you might want to check out some episode summaries, or parts might not make sense):

The Empty Child
http://ie.youtube.com/watch?v=yZAq86sr70U

The Doctor Dances
http://ie.youtube.com/watch?v=UGwN-XuMi90

Boom Town
http://ie.youtube.com/watch?v=uHIGAHRLrGo&NR=1

Bad Wolf:
http://ie.youtube.com/watch?v=lDjH1IQTeeo

Parting of the Ways:
http://ie.youtube.com/watch?v=wVHowDOIc6A

(I can find you the S3 parts as well if you like?)

I just got out of the hospital and am edging back into my fandom life slowly, but what a treat to find this waiting for me!
Well it is totally my pleasure - I hope your recovery is swift and easy! *hugs back*
moscow_watcher From: moscow_watcher Date: June 8th, 2008 10:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
I totally love the set-up. Not being versed in DW\TW mythology makes it even better: I gradually discover new layers of a fascinating character.

Thank you for discracting me from that ugly Scott Allie post. You rock!

I'll continue reading tomorrow. It's 2 am in Moscow...
elisi From: elisi Date: June 9th, 2008 06:18 am (UTC) (Link)
I totally love the set-up.
Squee! :)

Not being versed in DW\TW mythology makes it even better: I gradually discover new layers of a fascinating character.
I hadn't thought of it like that - very glad it works! (If you want a little background info here are the Jack bits from 'Parting of the Ways', where you see what happened before he got stuck on earth. ETA: I presume you know that he's from the 51st Century and not born on Earth. Oh and in 1892 he got shot through the heart - and then woke up. And thus he realised that he wasn't quite what you'd call 'normal' anymore...)

Thank you for discracting me from that ugly Scott Allie post. You rock!
I aim to please! ;) (Thank you for reading. I really hope you enjoy the story!)

And I can't believe you stayed up so late. Hope you got a good night's sleep even so.

Edited at 2008-06-09 06:28 am (UTC)
jamalov29 From: jamalov29 Date: October 9th, 2008 02:11 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm here ! :)
This was a wonderful , clever , promising set-up. I haven’t seen DW but I did follow Tw and I 'm pretty fond of Jack .I do believe he's a great,multi-layered character worthy of exploration. It was lovely to see him going along with the servant ' welcome while feeling surprised and wondering what was going on.

“There was also the possibility that it was another Agent who’d arranged all this... Jack found himself smiling as he thought of a certain ex-partner who’d truly revel in the opulence of the place. » Lol. *pets Capt John *(if you were thinking of him ! )

I loved how you painted an atmosphere . Your writing is so beautiful and evocative.

And you know I have nothing against Buffy feeling attracted to Jack - for a while. ;)They might understand each other very well.
I shall read chapter 1 later in the day,or tomorrow.:)

elisi From: elisi Date: October 9th, 2008 04:01 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm here ! :)
So you are! *is terribly happy*

This was a wonderful , clever , promising set-up.
Aw, thank you. There is such an awful lot of canon to put together, but I tried my best to make it readable.

I haven’t seen DW but I did follow Tw and I 'm pretty fond of Jack .I do believe he's a great,multi-layered character worthy of exploration.
In which case I think you might like this. ;)

It was lovely to see him going along with the servant ' welcome while feeling surprised and wondering what was going on.
Working out how it all fitted together gave me quite the headache, but I think this works. Also it's fun.

Lol. *pets Capt John *(if you were thinking of him ! )
Oh absolutely! *g*

I loved how you painted an atmosphere . Your writing is so beautiful and evocative.
*blushes* Thank you! *cherishes feedback*

And you know I have nothing against Buffy feeling attracted to Jack - for a while. ;)They might understand each other very well.
Oh just you wait! They're exactly what each other need.

I shall read chapter 1 later in the day,or tomorrow.:)
I hope you enjoy. (It's a terribly long story already I'm afraid. But I hope it's worth it.)

Finally, just thank you lots for your wonderful feedback - I'd forgotten just how lovely it is!
joyful_dayz From: joyful_dayz Date: October 13th, 2008 12:42 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hi again. After asking if you've been writing, I decided to come and see. Intruiging beginning! I'm not familiar with either Torchwood or Dr. Who, you've made me curious. Can you tell me where they are showing? I've copied the links you have above in others' comments and have watched a couple of them, but I think I'd like to read a synopsis of each show. Do you have any idea where might I find one on each of them?
Thanks, Joy
elisi From: elisi Date: October 13th, 2008 05:42 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hi again. After asking if you've been writing, I decided to come and see.
I would have replied sooner, except RL *is* rather busy... V. happy that you took the initiative. :)

Intruiging beginning! I'm not familiar with either Torchwood or Dr. Who, you've made me curious.
Heh. In case you didn't work it out, I have *totally* fallen for these shows, in a way I couldn't ever imagine falling for something after Buffy & Angel. It took me a few years, but then I fell completely. (Don't love BtVS or AtS any less of course!)

Can you tell me where they are showing?
BBCAmerica, as far as I know, although a lot of people download them.

I think I'd like to read a synopsis of each show. Do you have any idea where might I find one on each of them?
*scratches head* Well wikipedia will be thorough, but also endless. Let me do a little cut'n'paste...

Doctor Who is a British science fiction television programme produced by the BBC. The programme depicts the adventures of a mysterious alien time-traveller known as "the Doctor" who travels in his space and time-ship, the TARDIS (which is bigger on the inside!), which appears from the exterior to be a blue 1950s police box. With his companions, he explores time and space, solving problems, facing monsters and righting wrongs.

The programme originally ran from 1963 to 1989. After an unsuccessful attempt to revive regular production with a backdoor pilot in the form of a 1996 television film, the programme was successfully relaunched in 2005. (Which is why we have 'Old Who' and 'New Who'.)

As a Time Lord, the Doctor has the ability to regenerate his body when near death. Introduced into the storyline as a way of continuing the series when the writers were faced with the departure of lead actor William Hartnell in 1966, it has continued to be a major element of the series, allowing for the recasting of the lead actor when the need arises. To date, the Doctor has gone through this process and its resulting after-effects on nine occasions, with each of his incarnations having his own quirks and abilities but otherwise sharing the memories and experience of the previous incarnations. Despite these shifts in personality, the Doctor remains an intensely curious and highly moral adventurer who would rather solve problems with his wits than by using violence.

The Doctor almost always shares his adventures with up to three companions, and since 1963 more than 35 actors and actresses have featured in these roles. Dramatically, the companion characters provide a surrogate with whom the audience can identify, and serve to further the story by requesting exposition from the Doctor and manufacturing peril for the Doctor to resolve. The Doctor regularly gains new companions and loses old ones; sometimes they return home or find new causes — or loves — on worlds they have visited. Some have even died during the course of the series.

The Timelords came from a planet called Gallifrey. Between the movie and the new series was 'The Time War', a battle between the Timelords and the Daleks for all of creation. (The Daleks have been genetically engineered to only feel hate and want to destroy anything that isn't themselves. The baddest bad guys ever.) We don't know exactly what happened, but the Doctor was the only one to survive the war, destroying the Daleks, but also the Timelords & Gallifrey in the process. Major case of survivor's guilt.

Does that help?
deird1 From: deird1 Date: December 19th, 2008 03:25 am (UTC) (Link)
Okay. Your Christmas ficlet finally convinced me to start reading this - even if it is a WIP...

Very intriguing, so far.
elisi From: elisi Date: December 19th, 2008 09:50 pm (UTC) (Link)
Okay. Your Christmas ficlet finally convinced me to start reading this - even if it is a WIP...
Hurray! *dances* And I will finish it, don't you worry.

Very intriguing, so far.
Thank you! (Have gobbled up all your lovely feedback, and will get to it later, promise.)
rebcake From: rebcake Date: October 2nd, 2011 01:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm just checking in to say that I'm (finally) starting on this! It's a premise I can definitely get behind. I'm very happy with the beginning and pleased that Jack decided to step away from the rift for a bit. All the asides about Rome (and Earth) being such a backwater are entertaining. I'm looking forward to seeing how Jack learns to love the old place...with demons, and magic, and Slayers! Oh, my!
elisi From: elisi Date: May 15th, 2012 05:09 pm (UTC) (Link)
OMG I NEVER RESPONDED TO THIS! /o\ /o\ /o\ SO SORRY!!!

I'm just checking in to say that I'm (finally) starting on this! It's a premise I can definitely get behind.
Thank you so much! And the premise is, indeed, rather delightful. :)

I'm very happy with the beginning and pleased that Jack decided to step away from the rift for a bit.
He must have done, in order to stay sane.

All the asides about Rome (and Earth) being such a backwater are entertaining.
It's one of my favourite things from the show, so I happily added more!

I'm looking forward to seeing how Jack learns to love the old place...with demons, and magic, and Slayers! Oh, my!
Lots of Good Things, oh yes. Especially the Slayer part. :)
perfiction From: perfiction Date: August 10th, 2013 02:05 pm (UTC) (Link)
Great start. I was curious about how to deal with the magic/demons/etc as it does require some kind of reconciling. And I don't know why it didn't occur to me, but of course he had to learn he was immortal the hard way.
elisi From: elisi Date: August 10th, 2013 02:25 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hello! *waves*

Great start.
Thank you. :)

I was curious about how to deal with the magic/demons/etc as it does require some kind of reconciling.
It's the main obstacle, yes. However as Buffy canon makes clear that 'most people' aren't aware of their existence, I figured I could use that, as most people aren't aware of aliens either [in the Doctor Who 'verse], and both of these things are rather incongruous if taken seriously. So, I just treat them the same! (I'll go more into 'magic' later on, and how that works.)

And I don't know why it didn't occur to me, but of course he had to learn he was immortal the hard way.
Well he (conveniently) told the Doctor when he discovered it, so I could weave that in, and build the rest of this around that.
dragonyphoenix From: dragonyphoenix Date: November 6th, 2013 10:23 pm (UTC) (Link)
Jack as the Immortal. That is so brilliant.
elisi From: elisi Date: November 7th, 2013 06:39 pm (UTC) (Link)
Isn't it just? Once it had been suggested to me, this was the result... :)
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"Eleven, in the very episode that's about killing off the Lonely God once and for all, meets River when she is Waters of Mars Ten. He's just decided to lay this part of himself to rest, and there's the Timelord Victorious standing right in front of him--and he doesn't run away, or shove her in a cupboard, or try to kill her, or "give her a choice" to make himself feel better about killing her... he marries her. He loves her and accepts her and that's how he gets her to stop."
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"If someone is there for you, is asking nothing of you and has loved you faithfully and unconditionally for all those years and if that person is the one that you turn to for comfort and support when you are at your most vulnerable, and if they give you that comfort and support unconditionally asking nothing in return, then whether you acknowledge it or not, that is love, so yes Buffy loved Spike."
(Jane Espenson?)

The Doctor (to River): "Please. Help me."

About Chosen:
"Even if we hadn’t seen Buffy’s face shining in the most perfect, absolute expression of love in that final scene – didn’t everything that Buffy and Spike were to each other already tell us very, very clearly that they loved each other? And if you don’t see that – didn’t already see that, long before this scene – then, goodness, we’re not watching the same show."
the_royal_anna

Mr Lux: "And who is the Doctor?"
River: "The only story you'll ever tell - if you survive him."
'Forest of the Dead'

“The Angel and Spike relationship has this mythic feel... David and James know how to play everything like they hate each other, but there is this weird underlying love, and I can't write that... I just love Spike so much and think he is the best character ever. He is just a writer's dream. Spike is the outsider there to deconstruct all the heroes because he doesn't play along, yet he is one, but he would never admit it. I think we are proud he became part of the AtS universe without acting like he was part of it.”
Drew Goddard

"Season six [of Buffy] remains the highlight. You won't find a more skilled extended exploration of existential turmoil on the big or small screen. And I'm not talking "woe is me" teenage angst, but a genuine search for what it means to be human. It's Bergman for the masses."
Tim Porter, Paste Magazine

Ianto: "I – know you get lonely."
Jack: "Going home wouldn't fix that. Being here, I've seen things I never dreamt I'd see. Loved people I never would have known if I'd just stayed where I was... And I wouldn't change that for the world."
'To The Last Man'

The Seventh Doctor: "I can hear the sound of empires toppling."
'The Happiness Patrol'

Messenger: "There is a woman who wants to meet you."
Doctor: That's nice, but I'm married."
The prequel to 'Asylum of the Daleks'