Roxie
Summary: What happens when the TARDIS takes control of where the Doctor and Clara go and what consequences will that have? This is very dark and contains scenes of torture so read at your own risk.
Author's Note: Hey people! It's been God knows how long since I have submitted a story and there have been several reasons for it, mainly exams and writer's block *boo!*. I have no idea how active I will be but my GCSE exams have nearly finished *hooray!*
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I woke up in my cell to the sound of footsteps approaching.I began shaking in dread as I knew it was him. The one who hurt me, the one who 'played' with me, the one who killed me a long time ago. I have no family so I had given up all hope of anyone coming long ago. I was going to stay here until death would finally claim me. He would beat me, torment me until I was just on the edge of death. He was clever like that.
As he smashed the door open I crawled to the corner of the room and curled into a ball. He picked me up with ease and rammed me against the wall before throwing me on the floor. He climbed on top of my naked body and punched my back causing me to cry out with every moan. I got picked up again and thrown against the wall once more. I was then being held against the wall with one hand on my throat and one hand on my stomach. I knew not to fight back otherwise he would make my torture even worse than it was on a good day.
"Please..." I whimpered through the tears. I wasn't allowed to speak at all when he was with me. I cried out in fear and dread even more as I heard his zipper come undone. He still hand one hand on me, holding me to the wall but his other hand helped to force himself inside me. Every thrust meant more pain for me but the most pleasurable thing for him. When he was finished he let go and I slid against the wall.
"You're coming out with me today." He then pulled me back up, put a blindfold on me, and dragged me into the outside world.
'Please be the day that someone, anyone, takes me away from this living hell.'
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"Where are we going?" Clara asked as the Doctor ran around the TARDIS console, flicking and pulling with what appeared to be a random order of buttons and levers.
"I don't know! Sometimes the TARDIS can sense someone in extreme danger and, if she really wants to help them, she takes us to them. None of my control, I'm just trying to work out where the Old Girl is taking us." The Doctor continued to run around the console trying to convince the TARDIS to tell him where they are going. Eventually, the TARDIS came to a complete stand still. The Doctor sprinted to the door and opened it to find there was some sort of gathering outside but he had no idea what it would be or who it would involve.
The pair walked out of the TARDIS and followed a huge crowd of people that were gathering in the centre of the town like moths to a flame. It was clear that what was about to happen was a large event according to this group of people, he was just trying to work out what it was. The Doctor could sense that something was dreadfully wrong however and he had feelings that he had not felt in a long time. He hadn't had this feeling since he was travelling with Jack and Martha after escaping the year one hundred trillion.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! I have a special thing to show you today. This thing was once part of a race that nearly destroyed this entire galaxy and everything with it. For one night only, you can finally take your revenge!" He then dragged the girl up onto the stage and, although she was blindfolded, she clearly knew what was happening. She only had a torn dress on. Her body was a skeleton and it was clear that bones had already been broken. The Doctor looked tortured just watching the young girl get repeating hits on the back with a whip. The locals seemed to be enjoying the girl's screams. Clara was looking away but holding the Doctor's hand, wondering why he was still watching this. That was when he realised something. He ran up past the crowd and managed to get on the stage.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" The Doctor stood in front of the girl, acting like a shield.
"Getting revenge! What does it look like dumbass!" A man shouted from the crowd.
"Is it her fault that she belongs to a species that killed half of your people? She wasn't actually there was she? Did she have any involvement in what happened?" Clara decided to help the Doctor as they both knew that everything about this was wrong.
People started climbing on stage which was when the TARDIS appeared. The Doctor picked up the girl and carried her into the TARDIS whilst his companion used the sonic screwdriver to emit a high frequency that the Doctor and Clara couldn't hear but it would be painful enough to keep them away.
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The young girl was placed on the floor with the wall of the TARDIS as her support as the Doctor flew the TARDIS away from where they were. Clara was on the floor with the girl. As soon as the Doctor got the Old Girl safely away, he turned his attention straight back to the girl on the floor. She didn't react whilst the Doctor picked her up and took her to the medical bay on board. The TARDIS rearranged the layout so that the medical bay was next to the console room. Both the Doctor and Clara silently thanked her.
The Doctor placed her down on the bed as Clara found some blankets and gently tucked the girl in, placing pillows below her head. The girl began to whimper before opening her eyes and looking around her. She focused her eyes on the Doctor and recognised him straight away as he recognised her. He placed a hand on the side of her head and gently caressed her face with his thumb.
"Hello Roxie, my brave daughter."