Deep in her slumber, Rose was dreaming of happier times. Days that were spent running with wolves or climbing trees to watch fairies flutter near the ground below. Sadly, like all dreams, this one came to an end.

"Rosie," Jack's voice stirred her. Giving her a gentle shake, he whispered again, "Rosie."

Upon awakening, she was greeted by his kind, blue eyes. Although, they didn't hold their usual spark as he looked down at her gravely. "It's time."

No further explanation was needed. The Master was on the move and it was time for them to decide their next plan of action.

Moments later both Rose and Jack were running through the forests of Powell. It felt so empty nowadays. She hadn't seen a fairy in weeks and the gnomes had disappeared long before that. All that remained were the trees who watched over them as they ran through, they had no choice but to stay rooted in the ground.

Reaching the clearing, she spotted her parents waiting for her with what remained of her clan. Like Jack, their expressions were solemn.

This was not good.

She slowed to a stop when she reached her parents.

Her father stepped forward. Even the wolf imprinted on his breastplate seemed to stare back at her with a grim expression. "The Master and his men have located the Temple of Tardis." His voice shook, but he remained strong. "They tore down its walls and burned the surrounding forest down."

Rose gasped, wondering how many trees burned and what forest creatures died with them.

Her father pressed on, "We were able to get the stone before they arrived, but it won't be long before they come to Powell looking for it."

The stone was the heart of magic, harnessing the power of their ancestors. It fueled their power and if the Master got a hold of it he would drain what remained of its magic for himself. With all that power he could rule everything. It would also leave others with magical abilities powerless.

"Where do we go from here," she asked her father.

Sadness filled her father's eyes and he clapped a hand on her shoulder. "The Master will not stop until he finds the stone. We could travel thousands of miles, but he will always find us."

"We can't give up now," Rose pleaded. "Not with so many depending on us."

"You're right," her father agreed. He glanced back at her mother who had tears streaming down her cheeks. "We need to get this stone far away from here. So far away, he'll never find it."

"So, we run," Rose wondered. "You just said he won't stop."

Her father fought to keep a brave face. "No he won't. That's why we need to hide the stone somewhere he won't think to look."

Rose was confused. She looked around at the tear stained faces of her clan. Beyond them there was nothing. No horses, no supplies, nothing to prepare them for the long journey they were bound to take.

"Magic is dying," her father explained as he passed the stone onto her."

Rose looked at the stone in her hand. It's once vibrant gold glow was now faintly visible. She could feel it struggling to stay alive. "It's sick."

Nodding in confirmation, her father continued. "All this death and destruction caused by the Master is taking its toll on the stone. If it stays in this land, it will die."

"If we can get the stone away from our world," her mother added, "it will be able to grow strong once more. We can open a portal, but we only have the strength to send one."

Rose already knew what they were asking of her. "You want me to go. To take the stone far away, to another world, and protect it?"

"You're the strongest and most capable of us all," he father told her. He leaned close to her ear, "And the smartest." He pulled back and winked at her. "I trained you well as a warrior and your mother schooled you in the old ways of magic. No one else in this clan exceeded in both the way that you have."

"Father, I…" Rose choked on her words.

Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her hair. "We wouldn't ask you of this if we didn't believe you were capable." Grasping her shoulders, he stared her in the eye. "You are our last hope and I know you will make us all proud."

Nodding in agreement, tears rushed from her eyes. Turning to her mother, she fell into her waiting arms.

"Everything is going to be ok, sweetheart," her mother murmured into her ear. "Your father will protect us until we call you back."

"When will that be," Rose asked. "If I have the stone, how will you be able to find me."

"Once you are far enough away, the stone will begin to heal. Once it's ready, it will call to us and we will send you a message to return."

"With the stone's help, we will have the power to defeat the Master and bring magic back to the lands," he father told her.

Rose took a moment to calm her sobs. This is not how she imagined things going. She didn't even know this was a possibility, but if they had faith in her she could do it.

"Where will I be going," Rose asked. "You said another world. What world?"

"There are many worlds outside of our own. They may look similar but will still be very different. The stone knows where you are meant to go." Her mother removed her pendant and stepped around Rose, placing it around her neck. "This will help you find your way back."

A horn trumpeted in the distance and Jack hurried to the circle. "General, the Master is within sight. We need to hurry."

Tears returned to Jackie's eyes as she hugged her daughter.

"I'm leaving right now," Rose asked. "I haven't even had a chance to say goodbye."

Other members of her clan circled around them and Rose stared into their faces. This was her family.

"I'm sorry," her father told her. "If we knew sooner…"

Rose launched herself into his arms and his words died on his lips.

Her mother joined in their embrace then placed a kiss to Rose's forehead before moving to her spot in the circle.

"Listen," her father said seriously. "Once it opens you cannot hesitate. Each second the portal is open, the weaker the stone gets and if it drains completely."

"It will die and I'll be trapped," Rose understood.

He smiled faintly at her and rubbed his hand down her golden hair. "Be brave little wolf, careful who you trust, and know that I will do everything to keep your mother safe."

"I trust you," Rose told him.

Pete nodded to Jackie and she began the melodic chant.

Wind swept up within the circle, increasing in force by the second.

Looking over, she noticed Jack watching her with a proud look in his eyes and he winked at her, causing her to blush. Even in times of crisis, he was still a flirt.

Shouting could be heard deep within the forest followed by an awful scream erupting from the trees. Before Rose had a chance to look behind her, a bright light appeared. It was a crack in her world, leading to the next.

"Go," her father yelled over the howling wind.

Without hesitation, Rose leapt.