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Forgiven

Chapter 1- A Bird Problem

The Doctor gazed over his map of Earth, wondering how small this little green and blue planet seemed. It seemed so … insignificant in the world, but still managed to attract so much trouble. Then again that's just the pure power it radiated, yet it was just so tiny.

His concentration was fractured when a bird came soaring though his study, landing dead in the middle of the map.

"Hey, I was looking at that!" The crow seemed to twist its head, as if apologising for his trespass. It slowly meandered forward, placing its beak on an area of the map. The Doctor, naturally, looked closer.

"What are you looking at?" he muttered to the bird, "You don't just come in here…" His words were stopped when he saw the area pointed out by the crow.

"No, it couldn't be, of all places." He paused, feeling a certain wave of dread wash over him. "Get out!" He shooed the bird, avidly waving his hand. It fluttered off, before squawking impatiently once.

How did a crow get here in the first place? He thought irately, staring after the creature.

After a few calming seconds he began pacing, he noticed his new body liked pacing, it helped him think. His mind began ticking away, thinking of what to do, like it usually did. Yet this time, he struggled for a plausible answer, which left only one answer left… the dangerous one.

Sighing, he pulled himself towards the control room, drifting through corridors and gliding through rooms. His hands fumbled over keys and buttons; why was he so scared about going there? Shakily he started the TARDIS and he was flung to the floor with a crunching force. The familiarity of the clanking and whirring seemed daunting now, how could a simple crow do this? No, it wasn't the crow; it was whom he was now getting closer and closer to… a member of the family of blood. The creature that infiltrated the defenceless body of Jeremy Baines and made him commit unforgivable acts of murder.

Yes, the area in which the crow pointed was the small village of Farringham, where it all happened before. Only this time he came knowing who he was, who he truly was. Of course he knew that Baines had somehow escaped; the letters he received, chilling him to the bone, had told him that. But now he was calling The Doctor to him, beckoning. For a truce or ambush was unknown.

The letters were filled with contempt but also understanding and an almost acceptance of his situation. Yet that could all change very easily. Emotions are like sea: constantly changing.

He's just a boy, one part of his mind reminded him.

Yeah, who killed and reeked havoc on a village, the other part retorted.

This is what made the Doctor pause when reaching for the door. What would he find once the TARDIS no longer protected him? Time lulled by while his mind fought for an answer until eventually a squawk echoed through the room. He turned to find the bird, lazily perched on the controls, staring at him. Its gazed then seemed to move to the door as if saying, "open it".

Well, the bird seemed intelligent, too intelligent. Maybe it was just his imagination but if it was he had a very curious one.

The Doctor nodded briefly to the bird, then slowly twisted the door open, stepping out into the familiar air.