A/N: Ok, hello people on this side of the universe! This is a sort-of challenge fic from my friend at borednerdsunited to write a fic for one of her preferred categories. This fic is based on Enemy of the Bane (because it was the only episode I'd watched at the time) and also because Mrs Wormwood rocks my socks! Enjoy!
He wasn't human.
He looked like one; spoke like one, felt like one. But he wasn't one. He didn't think like one. No, that would never do. I created his brain to be far more enhanced, far more capable than one of a mere human's. He was perfect, just the way I made him.
So then why had he felt like that? Why had the prospect of being my prince not excite him? Why did he feel almost nothing towards me, I, who had created him?
Surely we were the same. Outcasts; unwanted, alone. He was all I had left in the world, apart from my plans, and I was meant to be all he had. I was a fugitive, hunted down by my own kind for failed invasion plans. He was completely different, utterly unique. He wasn't even human, yet he lived on Earth.
I was the mother, he was the son.
And yet he didn't love me.
Didn't care for the person who was supposed to be his mother. No, he loved Sarah Jane. Accepter her as his mother, allowed her to make him her son.
But not me.
I offered him all I had, a whole universe that could have been ours to share. An unimaginable future, with horizons beyond comprehension. We could have had so much, done so much, and been more than we were then.
I had everything to give, and she could give him nothing.
But in the end, he still chose her.
A/N: So, how was it!? I hope it wasn't too bad! Short, I know, but I like them short and sweet (especially when I can't think of anything else to write XD)! Hope you liked it, please drop a review and tell me what you think!