The Edge of Yesterday

By SerenityWinter

A Hero's Legacy

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Doctor Who, BBC, or any of these characters.

The Doctor pushed buttons and flipped switches on the TARDIS console, but he knew it was useless. She was set in her ways and would do as she pleased. The TARDIS knew what she was doing. Before long, the TARDIS stopped moving. The Doctor straightened his bowtie and stepped outside to the random place that awaited him.

The moment he left that blue police box, he halted. It wasn't random. The Doctor didn't have to smell the air or lick the ground to know where he was. This place had haunted him for longer than he could remember. Dårlig Ulv Stranden. Better known as Bad Wolf Bay.

He turned to step back into his TARDIS. The doors closed behind him. The Doctor sat down, "What are you telling me?"

The TARDIS' answer rang in the back of his mind. A reminder, she told him.

Standing up, he reached for the TARDIS controls once more. Still, she told him. "Not yet."

He wondered if he was being punished for something. He had done nothing, but that was a lie. The Doctor had lived a thousand years and prolonged life meant prolonged pain. What purpose did the TARDIS have bringing him to that horrid place?

The Doctor needed no reminder. If it was supposed to remind him of what he had done, fear not, for he already knew. He had killed entire species, seen them wiped off the face of the universe. Planets died, and he sat there watching. He had seen all of history planned out and written like a script for the television.

Over the years, he had accepted his curse. The Doctor was cursed with being immortal and still having a soul. Throughout time, the people he met became friends, those friends became companions, and companions became family. And family always left him.

It was a cycle that he made no motion to stop. The TARDIS stopped moving once more and he still sat. The voice told him to go, but The Doctor refused. He didn't want to put himself through this again.

The voice urged him. Come on, you know you want to. After all these years, isn't it the pain that tells you you're still alive?

The Doctor reluctantly stood up and the TARDIS doors opened. He stopped to find himself in an alleyway. The snow fell and dusted the streets of London. He could barely hear anything that was being said, but he knew what was happening.

Rose Tyler. He had already said his goodbye, but he would willingly burn up any sun just to go back in time and see her again. And then there was a man. It was still The Doctor, but he barely recognized himself in that state. He had already been through that regeneration, but it was still difficult to watch himself dying. It pained him to see Rose, knowing that she was gone and never coming back.

At this point in the timeline, Rose didn't know him and had probably forgotten him now. Even now, he still had to remind himself that Rose was gone. The Doctor watched his previous incarnation make his way back into the TARDIS. He knew what was going to happen next. It was already written. The Doctor walked toward his TARDIS, but the doors slammed loudly. Rose paused and turned around and he hid in the alleyway until she walked away. The Doctor opened the doors and walked back into the TARDIS.

Rose Tyler was walking back home when she paused. There was a loud noise, like a door slamming. She thought nothing of it and continued to walk. Rose thought about what that drunk man had said. She didn't know why or how, but Rose had a feeling that something wonderful was going to happen soon.

He wondered what was putting him through this torture. The TARDIS cared, she would never do this to him. And so he asked the question. "Why are you doing this to me?"

There was only silence. When he began to flip switches on the TARDIS console, nothing happened. It was like the TARDIS was resisting his control.

"You must obey me!" The Doctor yelled.

A voice came from behind him, "The TARDIS obeys a higher power than you."

The Doctor turned, "Rose? No, not Rose. You're Bad Wolf, aren't you?"

He looked at her common Gallifreyan attire and the wild look in her eyes.

She paced around the room. "Rose Tyler is still a part of me. I came here because she wants answers, and so does the Big Bad Wolf."

Bad Wolf didn't know who she was anymore. It felt like for centuries she had roamed the universe, a shell of the once beloved Rose Tyler. She shared a face with that girl, but nothing more. Rose Tyler was a 19-year-old human in love with The Doctor. But not Bad Wolf. Bad Wolf was old. Older than all of the Time Lords. She didn't really experience the human emotions. But ever since Rose Tyler became her host, she found a need to protect people. To save the humans, and people like The Doctor. She felt Rose within her, wanting to see The Doctor once more. Bad Wolf was seeking answers herself. Answers only the last Time Lord could provide.

Since she was composed of the Time Vortex itself, taking control of the TARDIS wasn't remotely difficult. Now was the time for answers.

"Why did you do this to me?" He asked.

"I had to make you remember."

"Why?" The Doctor demanded.

Bad Wolf debated amongst herself for a moment. He wasn't supposed to know, but he deserved to. She stepped towards the Time Lord. "I need you to remember your past. Access all your memories," She tapped her temple with her index finger, "The ones in here. The things you put in the dark places in the back of your mind, the place you put the things you don't ever want to think about. The things you want to forget, that you wish you never knew in the first place."

She put her hands on The Doctor's head, "Especially those ones."

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