My first Doctor Who story, so go easy on me. Geez, I'm really letting out my inner depression with this one. Anyways, Rose has a TARDIS. And she can't die. You'll figure it out later.
Rose Tyler could not die. At this moment, Rose Tyler would give anything to change that. Her husband, John Henry Smith, was lying on an alien planet, dying.
They had used the TARDIS.
He had left to save them from themselves, a war tearing the planet apart.
But not all had been welcome to his help.
The man raised his gun and aimed it at John Henry Smith as he spoke.
His words could halt planets, freeze time in its steps, and defeat aliens. Those words were magic.
The man checked his aim.
The peace was overtaking the crowd. They had forgotten the cause of the war.
The man pulled back the gun's trigger.
The weapons were dropped. The rebuilding began. Rose Tyler-Smith watched as her husband began peace.
Rose Tyler-Smith watched as her husband died.
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It wasn't dramatic. He just dropped suddenly. Blood pouring from the back of his head.
Rose Tyler-Smith screamed. The crowd froze before beginning the search.
The search for the murderer of peace.
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Rose Tyler-Smith stopped screaming eventually and went on the platform John Henry Smith had stood on. She knelt next to the body and clutched his hand and began sobbing.
"No, John, god no, you promised. You promised. We're supposed to travel together forever. You can't die. You're not allowed to die. John, you're always full of tricks. Please John, I need one more trick. Come back to life. Please John, come back to life. Come back to me. John, don't leave me. Don't leave me, John. Please don't. Please John, don't leave me alone."
Rose Tyler-Smith collapsed next to her dead husband and began sobbing. She clutched at his hand and wouldn't let go.
"Please, John," she whimpered. "Please come back to me. John, you promised."
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Time passed. The aliens came back to the site, holding the murderer by his arms. They watched the young girl clutching the dead man's hand.
The suns went down. The aliens took Rose Tyler-Smith back to their village. Rose Tyler-Smith screamed. She didn't want to leave her husband.
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The murderer was put to death. The only death in the now peace-driven society.
Rose Tyler-Smith stayed on their planet for a long time. She didn't speak any more, nor did she communicate with the aliens in any way.
After five years, Rose Tyler-Smith left their world. She ran away from the fear, the pain, the anger, the hurt, and the sadness. Rose Tyler-Smith ran away in her TARDIS.
Rose Tyler-Smith stopped being Rose Tyler-Smith.
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Rose Tyler-Smith changed her name for the first time.
She became the Peacekeeper.
She kept people safe. When asked her name, that was all she would reply.
No one in this universe knew about the strange man with a title for a name and the strange box that followed him everywhere.
The Peacekeeper's TARDIS had a working Chameleon Circuit though.
She didn't want to be reminded of any of her past lives.
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The Peacekeeper visited the first planet once, landing in the middle of a village.
"'Ello?" She called. No one replied. Rose walked out of her TARDIS and began searching the village.
Empty.
The Peacekeeper turned onto an old dirt road that cut through the jungle.
The road ended in a clearing that was dominated by an enormous golden statue.
Rose read the inscription thoughtfully, intrigued by its subject matter.
The Peacebringer
This person brought peace to the planet. He outlawed violence and convinced us to do so as well with only his words. This man had no name. He was killed by a most vile Rallixian, by the name of T'chernig'kta Wa'hinst'lky. The Rallixian was put to death. The Peacebringer is immortalized forever in the memories of Rallaxia.
The Peacekeeper looked into the eyes of the statue.
The statue of her long-dead husband.
The Peacekeeper closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She went back into her TARDIS and didn't look back on the abandoned village.
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The Peacekeeper traveled to a New Earth next.
Not her New Earth. A different one, one where the scent of applegrass didn't linger on the air and where there weren't any cat nurses.
A New Earth that didn't make her remember him.
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The Peacekeeper had landed in New London. As she walked into one of the main streets, she noticed the way the people moved. Heads down, walking silently. No talking.
The Peacekeeper tapped a young boy on the shoulder as she joined the never-ending parade of gray silence.
"Why isn't anyone talking?" She asked him in a near-whisper. The boy looked up at her and glared. He put a finger to his lips and turned back around.
The Peacekeeper was pulled into an alleyway by a pair of strong hands.
"Oi!" She protested.
"Shhh!" A voice said. "D'ya wanna get dragged off to Silencin'?"
The Peacekeeper stopped struggling. The hands dragged her farther back into the alley before letting her go.
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Whirling around, the Peacekeeper found herself staring at a rather motley group of revolutionaries, for that was what they seemed to be. There was an enormous man with bulging muscles and meaty hands, who she assumed was the one who had grabbed her. In one of the corners was a woman with long black hair and a permanent scowl. She was tall and thin.
Then, in the far corner, was the oddest one. A boy, who couldn't be older than ten, was nearly six feet tall. He seemed to be folded in half as he sat on a garbage can. He had a brilliant frizz of red hair and cloudy gray eyes.
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"Right then," the Peacekeeper said. "Who're you?"
The burly man spoke up first. "I'm Martin," he said in a strong Northern accent. "That woman there's Sierra, n' that boy in the back's Paul."
"'Ello," Paul said moodily. Sierra hissed.
"We're the rejectsss," she said in a snakelike voice. "We don't fit in with the crowd, ssso we hide here."
"Whaddaya mean, rejects?" The Peacekeeper asked.
"We's all made in a factory," Paul said. "We's didn't come out rights. They's on the streets was made right. We's get pushed back here."
"That's horrible!" the Peacekeeper exclaimed. "So to be made right, you have to be boring, gray, and not talk?"
Paul, Sierra, and Martin all nodded.
"Martin's the oldest," Paul said. "He's twenty-seven. Sierra's twenty-six. I's the youngest. I's only nine."
"First order of business," the Peacekeeper declared, "Paul, when speaking about plurals, use the word 'are', not 'is'."
Sierra hissed. "Firsst order of businessss," she breathed. "What'sss your name?"
"I'm the Peacekeeper," she said confidently. "And let me tell you, this place isn't peaceful. I will help you."
Sierra glared at her. "Fine," she hissed. "Now or later?"
The Peacekeeper opted for now.
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It was brilliant. They stormed the Silencing, the factory where they made people. And they won.
"Oi, Martin! I know you're glad to see Sierra alive and well, but can't you two snog later?" the Peacekeeper called as she shot a laser burst towards a row of robotic guards. Martin and Sierra pulled apart, embarrassed.
"Took ya's long enough!" Paul yelled. Sierra's normally pale skin turned a shocking shade of red.
Paul would be lonely, she knew. People like them were always lonely.
"Paul! Press the big red button!" the Peacekeeper yelled over a radio she'd acquired on the raid. The assembly lines ground to a halt, and Rose knew that Paul had pushed the right button.
"Unless...would you like to travel the stars with me, Paul?" the Peacekeeper grinned at Paul's dumbstruck expression.
"You're free!" the Peacekeeper yelled. "Talk! Do whatever you want! Dance! Sing! You're free!"
Paul hesitated. A bit like she had done all those years ago. "Is that how you gots here?"
"How?" Someone asked. The Peacekeeper pointed to a group of children in the crowd. They were dancing in circles, running around, being children.
"Yes. Would you like to come with me this time?"
"Yes. Of course."
"Come on then!"
"I said I'd likes to, Peacekeeper. I can'ts."
The Peacekeeper's face fell. "Of course not," she said. "Right, eat your greens, have a good life, and...be an excellent leader."
Paul nodded. Her sadness bled through the delicate façade she had up.
Paul suspected that raw wounds would be rubbed if he had come with her.
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The Peacekeeper sighed as she sank down on her bed. Of course he couldn't come.
She had no right to be angry, she knew. Paul had a life to live here.
On a whim, she opened the TARDIS data banks and searched keywords Paul, New London, and Silencing.
Paul did live a long and full life. He had dug this New Earth out of rubble and had rebuilt it.
He claimed his inspiration as a "madwoman with possibly one of the best attitudes he'd ever seen."
The Peacekeeper was touched.
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She traveled. She traveled everywhere and saved everyone.
But not one of them could travel with her.
She supposed this was why he preferred Earth to other planets.
Earthlings were much more cooperative.
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Until she didn't.
Until the Peacekeeper, legends of whom had spread far and wide across this universe, didn't save someone.
A little girl had wandered off.
The Peacekeeper was just keeping them together. Being together wouldn't let the beast get them.
Then, a little girl screamed. The Peacekeeper paled and checked the number of people.
One down.
One gone.
One little girl, just a little girl who had lost her dollie.
And now the universe was one person short. Just one little girl short.
But that was enough to kill the Peacekeeper.
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The looks. The horrible looks. The looks that screamed her betrayal, her failure, her murder.
The beast may have killed her, but the Peacekeeper murdered her.
She wouldn't leave the TARDIS. She couldn't risk killing someone else. She couldn't bear to see the looks people would give her. The TARDIS tried her best. But the Peacekeeper was gone.
The Peacekeeper died.
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She became the Savior.
Because though she couldn't keep the peace, she could save people.
A new name meant a new style.
She had been going with 21st century casual for her last name.
The Savior wouldn't dress like that.
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The Savior wore dark clothes. She had a purple faux leather jacket. She wore black pants and had her hair in a bun.
A tiny black rose hung off her charm bracelet.
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The Savior was good at what she did. She did not kill anyone, nor let anyone get killed. She put criminals behind bars. She saved planets from themselves. She saved people.
The Savior had saved this universe every time she could.
The Savior was finished in this universe.
So she set the TARDIS adrift through space.
A thin crack appeared just ahead of the TARDIS.
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"Are you here about the crack in my wall?"
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The Savior's TARDIS had slipped through a crack in the universe.
Or a crack between universes?
Or maybe she was just in another universe.
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"Fish fingers and custard."
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Her TARDIS was silent as it landed. She didn't know why, but she missed the strange whooshing noise.
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"Everything is going to be fine."
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The Savior had landed in Torchwood Tower, directly in front of a man anyone would recognize.
"Rosie?"
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"I'll be back in five minutes."
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"Jack?" The Savior asked. She stepped forward so she was only five inches away from Jack.
He smiled gently. "It's me, Rosie."
"You work for Torchwood?"
"Yup."
Jack Harkness had never been punched as hard as the Savior punched him then.
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"I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everybody's aunt!"
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"Ow! Geez, Rosie, what was that for?" John asked, rubbing his jaw.
"That was from me, to Torchwood. Tell them I'm not dead. And Jack?"
"What, Rosie?"
"That's not my name."
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"Poor Amy Pond. Still such a child at heart. Always dreaming of her magical Doctor, coming away to save her. Like another little girl you once knew."
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The Savior hadn't done it right. She hadn't saved anyone in this universe, even though there were so many planets in need at so many different points in time.
She just sat in her room on the TARDIS and sulked.
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"Sssilence will fall, Doctor. The Rose will wilt and the Wolf will howl."
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The Savior forced herself out of the TARDIS. She traveled to 29th century England.
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"Doctor? What did it mean, another little girl?"
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It was a quiet place. Quiet, but not silent.
Not silent like Paul's home.
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"I have no idea."
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She had landed in a village. It was a quiet village. Almost silent.
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"Can I come with you now?"
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"Oh, and you must be the one they call the Savior!" A portly man cried as he caught sight of the Savior.
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"Of course. Just hang on a mo'."
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"Yes," she said carefully. "And who are you?"
"I assume you used to know a Time Lord? Probably where you got the TARDIS from."
"Yeah. So?"
"Call me the Dream Lord, my dear. I control your dreams. I can bring your worst nightmares to life-" with a snap of his fingers, the man summoned an army of Daleks screaming exterminate. "-or I could summon your heart's desire." The man pointed to a corner of the village. The Savior turned.
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"Just until I figure out what it meant."
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A man wearing a pinstripe suit and a brown trench coat appeared out of a building. The Savior stared.
"Doctor?" She whispered. The man turned and faced her.
Then he turned and ran.
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"It's been two years."
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"Oh, I'm sorry my dear! That was one of the nightmares, wasn't it?" The man asked in an overly innocent voice.
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"Fourteen years since fish fingers and custard?"
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The Savior curled up and cried.
It was the second time she had cried like this.
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"Amy Pond, the girl who waited, you've waited long enough."
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"Oh my dear, don't cry! We're not done yet." The man exclaimed.
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"Back in time for 'stuff'."
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The Savior looked at the Dream Lord.
"Why do you hate me?" She whimpered.
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"Where to first?"
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"Oh my dear, I don't hate you at all!"
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"Silence will fall
The Rose will wilt.
The wolf will howl.
And the Savior will call."
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"I just need someone to call for my prey."