A/N- This is just a little something I came up with while I was trying to fire up my creative juices. Hope you like it.
No more
There are those words again. I've been hearing them for a while, ever since I was taken out of my resting place. My vault….my prison.
No more.
So the Time Lords finally decided to use me did they? Finally decided that they needed me. Took them long enough, but then they always are a stuffy, slow type of people…are...no….were….tenses are so confusing.
No more
There those words are again, no more, I wonder what they mean. I could always take a peek; see who it is that's got me. Would that be naughty of me? Am I naughty now? Oh let's see shall we?
No more.
Ooooh the Doctor, I remember hearing about him…hearing? Learning? Discovering? Not quite sure on that one. Where has he taken me? The wastelands? The deserts in the south, no sign of the war though.
No more
So far away from his TARDIS as well, I wonder why...Oh there's the reason. He doesn't want her to know, doesn't want her to see him use me.
No more.
Oh there's….there's something else….something in the past…..no…..the future…he doesn't want to survive….he doesn't think he deserves to and he can't bear to see her burn as well…..poor poor Doctor.
No more
But he does, I can see it all. He is cursed to survive, cursed to go on living. The man who regrets. The man who forgets. The men he becomes.
No more.
Hmmm, what else have we got in the future for him?
No more.
He's all fuzzy, such a grumpy old regeneration. Like he's not quite real, not quite reality yet. How strange.
No more.
Down I go, nearly show time. How should I appear to him I wonder? So many different friends, loved ones. He has been an active one through the years. Oh, this is a nice one, from his future….no past….I think. Yes, this one will do wonderful.
No more.
Bad Wolf