Never Ceasing

by WhovianJack

100-word prelude to a (MUCH) longer fanfiction that my friend and I have been working on together for months. The full story, whenever it's done, WILL be published, so if you liked this, you can expect great things soon. Eight/Nine regeneration, told from Nine's point of view.

I'm dying. My regenerative ability's been inhibited. A price had to be paid to help out an ally. But there's still hope.

Someone who I once knew comes to help me. He doesn't know me, though. Time plays tricks.

Someone who I once was comes as well. He knows me, of course. I black out.

I wake up in my TARDIS. New body, somehow. But there's a problem. I've been unconscious for months. My friend needs help, and it's time for me to return the favor he paid me.

I open the door. I'm ready.

John's waiting. Let's save Sherlock.