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Ianto couldn't sleep, the night before's confrontation with Shamus pissing him off still.
After all this time, the urge to squeeze his throat until something popped was so damned strong. Still, he was his brother…well… half brother. Actually… were they at all? Ianto sometimes wondered what he was. Why must it come down to colour. How… shallow. Blood is blood right? A person's soul is not determined by the colour of the vessel it resides in, how the hell these people can call themselves enlightened if they still think the colour of one's skin determines their place in the universe was beyond him.
Well… I guess someone is green with envy, selfish little prick. He knew he had to let it go, he had to look past these things that held them back in life and in their personal development. He did not have the luxury of being so shallow… people depended on him, this thing with the Bots was more important then someone's bigotry. Rght?
Ianto instead laid waiting for the first light and the call of the lake. He rose as he had for the last few days, heading down to her only to find someone else was doing the same thing. At first he was surprised to find the way open but then as he started to near the water his anger grew as he found not only his Grandmother waiting with mild confusion but his bastardly fuckery brother.
"Shamus?" Ianto asked as he neared them "Did you drop something?"
"I am waiting for blessings but she does not appear to be here" he said with a deep frown "Grandmother, do you feel her?"
"No" she replied softly "But she is not connected to me anymore. Going to the mountain meant she could no longer find me. I had expected her to find another of the bloodline for her affections."
"Yes, I should not have gone with you" Shamus sniffed looking to the sky "Light comes."
"You did not have a choice" Ianto said softly, not seeking an argument but he ws not going to let his brother make out he was on a holiday. He was fucking shunned.
"And you will never let me forget that right?" Shamus laughed, clearly wanting the argument "You are such a selfish, creepy little half-breed!"
"Shae!" Grandmother swung to scold but she was beaten to it was a wave of water spurted out from the lake, hitting him in the face.
Ianto blinked then started to laugh as he now scolded the lake "Now now …. He is a little hot headed but I do not think that will cool his temper mi' lady."
The water crept up the sand, moving like some sort of sentinel creature as it surrounded Ianto's bare feet then crawled up his legs until he was completely submerged in a bubble of water. It was made clear that she loved him, chose him and wanted to coddle him fiercely. Also... the others present were not invited.
The water bled back into the Lake leaving Ianto dry and renewed, more awake now as he opened his eyes and bowed to the lake, a hand over his heart. Ianto then straightened up and let his voice fill the sky, calling the light as the sky erupted in brilliant colours as if in response. Ianto watched birds fly from their nests, swinging to over the lake and back over them, swooping to skim over his head as he gave them blessings.
Then Ianto let his last note die way, letting his arms fall as he ended the morning blessing for the life around them. Shamus standing there watching silently, then finally said "You?"
"Yes Shamus. Me. The mixed blood mongrel. Apparently I am stronger than you … stronger than any else who came before me and likely than will come after. Me. High King Icarus, Lord of the Vale."
Shamus opened his mouth, and then slowly closed it as their Grandmother made a soft noise that neither man could tell was amusement nor annoyance.
"Now, if you will excuse me, it's time to wake the rest of them" Ianto said as he turned and stalked off, his heart pounding in his chest as he had never shown that much strength in a dawn chorus before, not only every bird awake but other wild creature as well, all coming to peer at him as if asking 'was that you' before bowing to him. He could not believe that he had done that, declared himself. Said it out loud. King. Shit, he did, didn't he?
Shamus and the Grandmother followed Ianto, seeing creatures bow from little mice to huge giraffes, all showing reverence to their lord.
As they neared the village the old woman was sure of something even if Shamus was still too blind to see it and she was filled with confusion as she saw it.
Ianto was not just chosen… he had accepted his place.
He WAS their High King.
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If you've not read this yet, check it out … my lovely friend did her own chapter for this verse … an interlude that I really liked, was a lovely Birthday pressie
The Day of the Mistake - Sacrifice: EMP Verse by FranArian
- posted in FF and she will post it to A03 at some stage too I hope.
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