Ianto, meet Death
The first time Ianto met Death was when he was 8.
He and his younger brother were playing with a ball when Ianto threw too hard and the ball landed in the street. His little brother charged right after it, not noticing the big truck barreling down the street.
"Nick, no!" Ianto raced after Nick in hopes of yanking him out of the way. The truck swerved and Ianto pushed Nick to the safety of the sidewalk, but Ianto didn't get away in thime.
The truck hit Ianto full-on and he went flying, hitting the ground hard before everything turned black.

Ianto opened his eyes and sat up, looking around confusedly.
"Ianto Jones." His head snapped to the side to see a young woman standing in front of him.
"What just happened?" he asked.
"You saved your brother." She replied. "Turn around." he did what she told him to and was greeted with tears. He was lying on the ground with twisted limbs and blood everywhere as his mom cried and the truck driver frantically dialed an ambulance.
"Whats going on?" Ianto turned around, confused.
"You died." the woman answered.
"But... What?" he died? How could that be possible?
"Tessa." an older man in a suit appeared next to the woman. "It wasn't his day to die."
"I know Death, but he saved his younger brother. There's nothing I can do." Tessa guestured to the scene.
"Leave him be." the man ordered.
"But-"
"He hasn't fulfilled his plans yet." Tessa turned back to Ianto and sighed.
"Go back to sleep." She waved her hand and everything went clack

The next thing Ianto remembered was waking up to the steady beep of a machine in a hospital room.
"Ianto, you're awake!" he turned his head to see Nick standing there smiling at him. "I thought you were going to die!"
"I'd never leave my brother alone." He smiled, but something nagged at him. Something about a girl named Tessa...
It faded from his mind as his mom rushed in crying frantically followed by his sister and his Dad.
Soon they were forced to leave so nurses could check on him, and when they were done he fell into a fitful sleep full of trucks and men with white rings...