A/N--- Ok...well I know I am already getting a bit behind with my story updates...will try to change that by the way...but this little plot hedgehog wedged itself in my head and wouldn't leave. Yes plot hedgehog...it was far spikier than the evil little plot bunnies that are constantly bouncing around in there. But yes...I had to write it. Not sure yet whether it should be a oneshot or if I should carry it on. I'll let you decide!
Enjoy!
I was told that this would happen. Someone…something told me that I would die. I didn't believe it.
We went to the planet Krop-Tor. The impossible planet we called it. We survived, just. I thought I had lost him forever. And that's where it happened. The creature there told me that I would die in battle. The Doctor told me it lied.
I dreamt about the voices, the one telling me I would die "so very soon" and the one saying "It lied." I wish the Doctor had been right, but the beast told me the one thing that he was too afraid to. The beast told me the truth, that one day, so very soon it would all end. And it would, I was going to die.
I know now why the Doctor couldn't tell me. It was because he was afraid. That's why he told me that the beast had lied to me, played on my very basic fears. It was because it played on his too, but it was still right. It told us what the Doctor tried to deny. A part of me wishes the Doctor had been honest and told me that it was all true, but I know I would have broken down, probably become too scared of losing him to keep fighting, then I would have lost myself as well.
I thought the Doctor was the bravest man I would ever meet, I never thought that anyone or anything could say something that he would be too afraid to. But I suppose true evil has no fears. To be truly evil you can't even fear death, that would mean feeling. True evil doesn't feel.
But at times it is honest, and although my Doctor fought the inevitable with everything he had, it wasn't enough. He lost me, I lost him. So now everything is different, I did die.
Ha. On one of our trips, it was to the planet Jalilexicogropus, this old priest died. The Doctor sat with him. Then he turned to me and started quoting from Harry Potter. He claimed he had helped write it, I still don't believe him. But he said to me,
"To the well organised mind, death is but the next great adventure."
I think he's right. I died that day, back in Torchwood. I died in the battle but now, after that death…now is the beginning of my next great adventure.
"The one adventure I can never have."
I wish it wasn't true. But where has wishing ever got me?
A/N--- So what do you all think? Should this stay as it is and be a oneshot or should I make it a story...I have to say I have some ideas for it...but tis up to all of you. My reviews are getting less and less and that makes me less inclined to write. So well...if people like this and want more then I will write more. If you guys aren't too bothered about it then it will stay as a oneshot. Lol.
Either way...please review. lol!