Title: Darkness Within
By: Wereleopard
Pairings: Jack/Ianto & Ianto/Sylar (Heroes)
Rating: AO
Summary: Sylar comes to Cardiff and meets Ianto Jones and there is definitely something about the Welshman that attracts him, the darkness within. Ok this is very dark and twisted never written anything like this before so not sure how you are going to take it.

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Chapter One

Sylar had left America and had come to Cardiff, Wales, United Kingdom to find some other of the gifted. It would be harder for those searching for him to find him over here. He looked around it was cold and raining but it didn't matter. He had a plan and now he had company to help him.

Ianto Jones.

The young Welshman, beautiful blue eyes, long dark coat and those leather gloves. Sylar had fantasies about those…

The American sat back hidden in the darkness of the alleyway and watched. He could feel himself harden at the scene in front of him and when they got back to the hotel he and Ianto were going to have some fun.

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It had been a month ago when Ianto had walked around looking for the right woman and he had seen her but he hadn't been the only one. By the time he had caught up Sylar already had her there was blood everywhere, the red shone so brightly and when he looked into the other man's eyes Ianto knew that he had found his soul mate.

Shaking his head to clear it he watched as the young woman walked towards him. He clenched his hands, the leather squeaking as he stretched it. The clicking of the heels got closer and closer and then passed him.

Quiet as a mouse he slowly appeared from the dark doorway and walked behind her.

Ianto could see her glancing behind knowing that he was there, she was started to speed up. His blood pounding through his veins, his heart beating so fast in excitement. Just as she was about to scream his leather covered hand slid over her mouth.

No one would be able to hear her scream.

Moving around her body he stared down into her wide open terrified eyes. Ianto slammed her against the wall, the rain soaking them both.

It was a glorious night. His other hand took hold of her throat and squeezed she had such a small delicate neck, his one hand could fit around the front of it completely. It was easily breakable. Her eyes bulged, she gasped for breath. She tried to kick him to escape but Ianto was too strong and he loved it when they struggled.

Ianto also loved when they realised they were going to die the defeat in their faces and then, finally watching their life just slip away. It made him feel alive.

He squeezed tighter and tighter, her legs gave was and she fell to the ground. Ianto followed her down, he noticed that the woman's eyes start to glaze over. Ianto released her mouth and moved the other had onto her neck.

The woman didn't give up she gasped and struggled. Her hands gripping his wrists trying to get them off. But he was too strong, Ianto sat across her waist and pushing his wait down. Tears fell from her eyes as the struggles started to get weaker and weaker. He squeezed harder until the light went out of her eyes and the last breath escaped her body.

"You're sexy when you do that." Sylar whispered as he walked over to his lover.

Ianto stood and pulled Sylar into a passionate kiss. "Let's get rid of the body and go home. Then we can plan who is next for you." He paused for a moment and smirked. "Have I ever told you how hot you look covered in blood?"

"No you haven't maybe we can come up with something." Sylar laughed as they both looked down at the body.

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Jack walked through the hub. "Adam any news of Ianto yet?" He called out to the young team member

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Chapter Two

Sylar lay trying to catch his breath but he couldn't. Leather covered hands squeezed tighter and tighter. He started to see spots as the world around him started to go black. Death was so close, so tangible that he could almost taste it. He felt himself harden at this thought. He pushed himself up against the body that held him captive. Sylar tried to move his hands but they were handcuffed to the headboard of the bed.

"Like that do you?" A deep sexy voice whispered in his ear.

The more turned on Ianto was the more his Welsh accent came out and the deeper it got.

"Oh yes," Sylar said with a groan. He never knew if this time Ianto was going to kill him. There was always that look that his lover had in his eyes. This wasn't the day as those talented leather encased fingers released his throat.

"I'm sure I can find something else that you would like?" Ianto chuckled. He moved down kissing the clothed covered body. It was trapped and unable to stop Ianto from doing whatever he wanted to.

Slowly Ianto slid the zipper down over the hardness beneath. Reaching in he pulled out the throbbing erection. Moving his hands slowly Ianto was still wearing his gloves. Up and down the hot cock and listening to the whimpers that were escaping from Sylar's mouth.

"So good." Sylar sighed. There definitely wasn't anyone like Ianto Jones.

"I could do this forever." Ianto said with a laugh.

"Faster, harder." The American begged.

Ianto squeezed his hand so tight that Sylar gasped in pain but became harder in his hand. This is what he needed, what he wanted.

"So hot and heavy for me." Ianto licked his lips staring down at the other mans cock. It was calling to him.

Ianto bent his head. His eyes wide open and watching Sylar's reactions as he finally took the hot length into his mouth and sucked.

"IANTO!" Sylar screamed feeling that wet cavern surrounding his erection. He had no idea where Ianto had learnt this but he was so very, very good at it. Gold medal winning good.

Ianto bobbed his head up and down sucking and licking as be moved. Releasing the cock with a pop he removed Sylar's trousers and underwear. Picking up a tube of lube he settled back down between the other man's legs.

Ianto didn't have time to fuck Sylar they had to go back out on the hunt. This time it was someone special, someone that Sylar wanted. When they got back home it was Ianto's turn to be on the bottom.

He loved that feeling of being full. Ianto didn't have any memories apart from the recent ones. He used to remember he was sure of that. All he saw now was deep blue eyes that you could drown in and an American accent.

That was one of the reasons he had been attracted to Sylar was because of how he talked. Then, once they have found out their mutual love of murder it was perfect. Perfect for now anyway.

Ianto was still looking for that person of his dreams.

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"Ianto." Jack mumbled as he turned over in his sleep. He didn't need to but with no Ianto it wasted a few hours. He pulled a pillow closer to him hugging it tightly. "Ianto." He whimpered once more.

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Ianto once more covered Sylar's erection with his mouth and then slowly slid one finger into his anus.

"Oh god." Sylar choked out moving his body between that gorgeous mouth and tormenting finger.

Once Ianto found his finger moved in and out easier he added a second and started to scissor them. A third and then fourth eventually joined them.

Ianto let Sylar's erection slip from his mouth ready to pump the other man to an orgasm.

"More." Sylar whispered.

Ianto stared at him. "That would mean my fist?" This was something that hadn't yet tried.

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Tosh stared at the screen open mouthed. It couldn't be.

Ianto, their Ianto Jones could not be killing those women? It was a good thing only Torchwood had this information. Who was that man with him? Kissing him? Jack was not going to like this one little bit, maybe she should go and speak to Adam first.

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Tosh walked over to Adam and just stood there. She had no idea how to ask this.

"What is it?" Adam asked when he realised that Tosh wasn't going to say anything.

"I, there's something I should tell Jack, but I don't if I can."

"What is it?"

"Ianto, it looks like he's a serial killer." Tosh burst into tears as soon as she said those words.

Adam reached out to touch her, but she stepped back. He turned for a moment. She couldn't see his face. It was covered in anger. He needed to touch her skin, but it had to be for longer. His ability to control memory was getting weaker. But on the bright side, it would be exciting to see how Jack would act.

"I'll tell him. I love you, Tosh. I'll do anything for you."

"I love you too, but it's something I need to do alone." He was uncomfortably pushy. He'd never done that before.

Adam frowned at her as she moved away again. He wanted to touch them both and see the reaction. "I can't let you." Jack had also been hiding. Things would've been much more straightforward if he could feel their skin on his fingertips.

"You can't let me?" She'd never heard him talk to her that way before.

"I'm sorry." He snapped. "I'm just worried about you, that's all."

There was something that made her doubt him. His tone had never been like that before. His tone and actions were off. It could be that he was worried about her, but…. no, he was concerned that was it.

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Jack stared down at his monitor and saw what Tosh had been looking at. There was something wrong here. Ianto Jones wouldn't do something like this. They were also getting closer. He'd thought that they'd get together. But what the hell was he doing with this guy? Now he was a killer. There was no doubt in Jack's mind.

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Tosh was going to wait until later to get Jack alone. At the moment, Adam was following her around. It was obvious why, but she didn't get it. Jack wouldn't hurt her, and it wasn't something that could be discussed with an audience. It seemed like he was getting too much enjoyment out of this. Those doubts were creeping in. He also didn't seem to understand everything going with and Ianto. He appeared to be a serial killer, and at the moment, she didn't want anyone to touch her.

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Jack stood looking out from his office window. He watched as Adam followed Tosh around. She looked uncomfortable and wouldn't let him touch her. Why was he pushing this? With everything going on, she retreated and preferred to stay alone. It was something that she'd always done. They had been dating a while, and Adam should know that, shouldn't he? Jack looked around. Why couldn't he find any memories of Tosh wanting to be alone and Adam let her? For someone he had known for years, he could hardly see anything. It felt as something was missing.

He went over and sat at his desk. A strange feeling hit him. Jack reached down and opened the bottom door of his desk, and there was sitting a diary. He pulled it out and opened it. It belonged to Ianto. Leaning back in his chair, he started to read.

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Sylar pulled Ianto towards him for a kiss, but the younger man drew back in horror. He looked like he'd never seen him before. They'd done much more than look. They killed and had sex. Sylar wanted more, so much more. It was time to kill more than just women and no longer one at a time.

"Ianto, let's go." Cardiff was getting boring for him. It was time to move and start somewhere new. "It's time for us to leave."

Ianto didn't know why, but he couldn't leave, not yet. "No."

"What did you just say?" How dare he say that to him?

"I'm not going anywhere with you." His mouth was moving, but the words seemed like they were from someone else, someone different.

Sylar moved quickly and grabbed him by the throat. He slammed him against the wall and went to whisper in his ear. "Do you want to be my next victim?"

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Tosh walked into Jack's office, shut the door and locked it before Adam could get in. She was now scared of him, and then he slammed his fist against the door, making her jump.

"Let me in. I want to be there with you when you tell him the man he has feelings for is a killer." Adam screamed.

Jack reached out, took hold of her hand and pulled her away from the door.

"What's going on?"

"I'm not quite sure, Tosh, but there is something weird happening around here."

They watched as Adam hit the door again and stormed off. Jack had his gun and then handed her a book.

"What is it?" Tosh asked.

"Read it. It's Ianto's diary."

She took it, sat at his desk and started to read.

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Adam was angry. He couldn't believe she ran from him and locked herself in Jack's office. If he tried to get in, there was no doubt Jack would kill him. There was only one person who belonged around here that he could use Ianto Jones.

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"Ianto? Where are you?" A male voice called out.

Sylar turned and looked towards where the voice was coming from. "Your mine." He let go of his lover's throat and walked towards the man coming at him. "You can't have him."

"You don't have a chance." Adam grinned.

Ianto took the chance to get the hell out of there. He ran as fast as he could, going down random alley's that somehow he seemed to know. The rain started to pour down, and he stopped. Ianto slid to the ground and brought his knees to his chest. He wrapped his arms around them and started to shake and sob. Every death ran through his mind, but other memories of his saving people, ones that he didn't exactly remember but seemed familiar.

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Tosh looked over at him. "Adam isn't in here at all?"

"No, he isn't?"

"What do you think happened?" She held the diary tighter.

"I think he changed our memories, and it seems to be wearing off."

"Ianto," Tosh looked at his eyes wide.

"His memories of being a killer," Jack felt sick to the stomach.

"He actually killed people because of the memories implanted in him," Tosh rushed to the wastepaper bin, grabbed it and vomited.

"Tosh?"

"I'm fine." She mumbled after she finished.

He handed her some water on his desk and watched her rinse out her mouth, then spit that into the bin.

"He's going after Ianto next."

Tosh nodded. "Because he can't get to us."

"Let's get some tranquilisers and head out there. We need to get to him first." Jack wouldn't know what he would do if he lost Ianto.

"You get the weapons, and I'll see if I can find him on the cameras where he was last seen."

Jack unlocked the door, and they split up. They still made sure to be careful in case Adam was there.

Tosh was trying not to think about all those things she did with Adam. He altered her memory and had sex with her. She couldn't be sick at the moment; they had to rescue her friend. Her friend. Memories were coming back of her and Ianto laughing and having meals together.

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Adam held Sylar's head. "You're not Ianto, but you'll do until I can get the three of them back into my world."

Sylar pulled a knife from his pocket and stabbed Adam. They both began to struggle, Adam not letting go. They both screamed and fell to the ground,

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Jack and Tosh ran towards the place that she had last seen Ianto. As soon as they reached him, all three began to scream and collapsed unconscious.

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Jack groaned and started to move. The rain was soaking into his clothes. He tried to blink away the raindrops as they fell onto his eyes. Then everything came back to him and not just about Adam. Those that actually belonged to him, the world that Adam never existed.

"Jack, Ianto?" Tosh whispered

"I'm here," Jack moved over to her and helped Tosh up.

They both turned and looked at Ianto, who was just lying there and cried. They moved over to him and pulled him into their arms, and cried with him.

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Jack walked over and saw Tosh and Ianto cuddled onto the sofa. The Torchwood sign behind them. The two had been abused by Adam. What he had done? He used Tosh for his pleasure, and she had to deal with that. Ianto had those memories of sleeping with Sylar and killing people. The two of them had been so close to starting something. He had no doubt that they still would, but it would be in the future. There was no rush. Jack was going to be there for both of them.

Tosh had managed to delete or get evidence destroyed that implicated Ianto. The two of them agreed that it wasn't him.

"I found out what happened to them." Jack walked over and sat on the other side of Ianto. Neither of them wanted to leave him alone.

"The police were called to an attack. Two men were found, one of which implicated in many murders."

"What did they say?" Ianto whispered.

"Nothing, they're both vegetables, and the doctors don't think they'll ever recover. If they ever do, I'll make sure it's going to be over for them." He had many contacts who would tell him if something happened.

Ianto leans his head on Jack's shoulder. Tosh's head is on Ianto's arm.

"Hey, we're back," Owen called out as he and Gwen walked in.

"What happened?" Gwen asked as soon as she saw them.

"Nothing." Ianto quietly answered.

"Look, you can tell me," Gwen pushed. She deserved to know.

"Leave it," Tosh added.

"Just tell me." She pushed again.

"They said no, Gwen, respect their decision. No one has to tell you anything. Just leave." Jack ordered.

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Years had passed, and they had slowly healed. They would never forget and would forever be changed,

Jack gently kissed Ianto on the lips. He took hold of the hand of the man he loved. Tosh had set up a picnic for the three of them. They had become so close because of what had happened.

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Owen had noticed that Tosh no longer had a crush. He missed it, but she had also changed. They still all worked well together, but there was more seriousness to them. Jack never flirted. Tosh only was relaxed when Jack or Ianto touched her. Everyone else, she flinched, and her body tightened up. Ianto, Owen couldn't figure out how he had changed, but he had. He'd dealt with it and no longer really thought about it. Gwen still had a problem. She'd always had Jack's attention, and whatever she had wanted, he did. Not any longer, and she hated that something had gone on and no one would tell her. Years later and she was still angry.

Gwen glared at the camera and watched the three of them laugh. They were only happy when they were alone. She had slept with Owen but had always hoped that Jack and her would end up in bed. But no, he had ended up with Ianto. Whatever happened back then, he stopped flirting with her. Jack always checked on Ianto and Tosh. Gwen always felt that her being with Jack should have happened, and it wasn't something she could stop thinking about.

The End

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