A/N: I love horror stories and this episode was the perfect opportunity to write a horror fic. This is light horror (at least compared to what I usually read), but horror none the less. Reader discretion advised. If you see any mistakes please don't hesitate to let me know. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Enjoy. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or any of its characters.
Rose tried to keep calm, but her fear was starting to suffocate her. Her lungs were strained from running through the ship, trying so desperately to escape the droids.
That bastard! That arrogant, Timelord bastard!
How dare he do this to her and Mickey! Not only had the Doctor trapped himself in 18th century France, but he left Rose and Mickey behind on that damn spaceship in the middle of deep space, thousands of years away from home. They were at mercy of the same clockwork droids that had butchered the crew of the ship and wanted to use Madame de Pompadour's brain as their central computer.
The Doctor left them on a spaceship full of emotionless droids that did not recognize mercy and would use the Doctor's companions for engine parts.
If he ever returned Rose was going to have at him. She was going to remind him just how much they depended on him; depended on him to be responsible enough to recognize the danger he exposed them to. Everything Mickey and Rose had gone through since the Doctor crashed though the time window was nothing short of an awful nightmare.
The clockwork droids decided that if they couldn't use Reinette as their central computer then Rose would have to do.
And that's when everything went to hell.
Rose was so terrified that tears burned her eyes and she began to hyperventilate as she tried to keep from falling into complete despair. She knew that she was going to die; there was nothing that she or Mickey could do at that point. Her hand drifted down to the deep gash in her side; blood soaking through her clothes. Rose had no idea what happened to Mickey after she and him were separated by the droids, but she hoped with every fiber in her that he was not dead.
It was her fault that Mickey was here, he had listened to her stories about the wonders of traveling with the Doctor and Mickey decided that he wanted to see the universe too. If she had only been more adamant about not wanting him to join them on the TARDIS he wouldn't be there with her; about to die. The Doctor's negligence was truly remarkable. No man had ever brought her to such a high before completely crushing her faith in him, not even her ex Jimmy Stone.
Tick, tick, tick.
Her eyes widened in horror; Rose swallowed as her heart twisted viciously in her chest. Tears were pouring down her face out of fear and fatigue from blood loss.
Tick, tick, tick.
It stopped in front of the cupboard that Rose was hidden in.
Tick, tick, tick.
No, oh god no, please no! Rose sobbed silently.
The door of the cupboard was torn ripped.
Rose let out a bloodcurdling scream as a droid seized her by the hair and started to drag her through the ship.
"You are compatible."
"NO, I'M NOT! I'M NOT!" Rose screamed as she tried to wrestle her hair away from the droid. "PLEASE, DOCTOR, HELP ME! PLEASE, PLEASE HELP M—" The droid's other hand shot out and grasped Rose by the throat, effectively cutting her off. Rose choked as her air ran out.
For a brief moment Rose thought she heard someone call her name, but everything lost meaning as her vision went dark.