"Rose Tyler, I -"

A lump caught in his throat. Tears streamed down his face. The TARDIS floated in outer space, unable to allow him to say it.

But it doesn't need saying, does it?

He silently begged her to damn it all, and just go back. He needed to tell her. His hearts would not let him, though, because he knew they would both die, along with both universes. He did not want to kill her because...

Feeling his hearts breaking, he knew it was time...again. His mind replayed their first kiss, but it was the Bad Wolf, not her. He frowned when they kissed because it was not him. He would never know...how it really felt.

This recent life flashed before his eyes. So much more he could have done. So much he could have done differently, to save at least maybe one more life.

"I don't want to go..."

His puffy red eyes fogged his vision, but he could still see it. He could definitely feel it, and it hurt so much more now than ever before. All because of her. How could he ever love again?

The pain was unbearable. He screamed as soon as his new mouth formed. Eyes widened, blinking rapidly. All around him was fire. The TARDIS was aflame.

It was a sign.

He fell onto the controls, not just from the turbulence, but his new, and very awkwardly clumsy body. He tried to steady her, ignoring the sparks flying and hitting his smooth, younger face.

She spun wildly for what seemed like eternity before stopping and looking over present-day earth.

"Doctor."


The sun shone bright today, as was everyday in this little world. This new empire, hidden from view, surrounded by death and destruction. No one would go through to get to the center, mostly because of the guards.

Terrible creatures, they are. No soul, nothing but the desire to kill, to punish those humans who dared to mock their prince. The one who feeds them, gives them freedom and protection from Him.

The One whose name makes them screech in pain. The One who always got in the way, sending his puppets to kill them off. Never again will they be persecuted. Now, it's their then, to know how it feels to be killed on sight. Those humans who were ignorant enough to refuse to bow down before their prince, their new king.

That's me, by the way, hi. Daddy had gotten all sick in the head, and well, after he killed Mummy, I had to do something. And for avenging her, I have the key. I have taken center stage. I am going to show Him what I can really do.

I have collected some humans, so I am not completely heartless. These little boys had me since the first day I laid eyes on them. They are going to be fun to play with.

To them, I am their savior. Sure, what can a ten-year old do as king? Demand they stay here, in my palace, my sanctuary for them. I brought them in when I could have just let those abominations pick their teeth with their little bones. I am doing them a favor. The least they could do is everything I say.

Except they are not all of age to understand. One is just a couple of days old. I left him and his brother to one of the maids, whom I have made off-limits until I say so. I need her to have a soul so the little brats would survive childhood.

In the meantime, I can get to know these two really well. I had their parents killed last week and watched to see how they responded. They did not cry. Instead, they made a pact to stick together.

How adorable. One looking out for the other. An odd pairing, really. A little spit-fire and a tall brain, I can already tell they are going to be very interesting.

Sorry, I'm down the rabbit hole. The point is, I want you, Doctor. I know you're in my head because of Him. I want you to see this. Watch them grow up in hell. Watch all of their hopes and dreams get stripped away. Watch them wake up every day, wishing they could go back to sleep and die. You could try to save them, but you can't. I won't let you. He won't let you, either. Because He is dead. He doesn't care. All that's left is you and me.

Come on then, Doctor, come out and play in my world.


The Doctor shook out of his daze after that vision.

"Nononononono...this cannot be happening. I have to stop this!" He paused, looking up to listen. "I know You always know, and if You say so, but You better make it quick because these children need You!"

Whoever this is, the Doctor knew he was up to no good. And he was so young. It pained to see just a boy cause so much pain and had to do something. But he needed help with this kind of problem. The TARDIS pulled up a picture of whom he was looking for.

"Alright, let's go find him."

The Doctor was never one to stand back and watch people suffer. He would find his loophole, like always, for the sake of those little boys. Innocent boys who have seen too much at their young age.

"They will be...now go."

The Doctor froze for a second, comprehending what he just heard. Relief flooded him as a tiny ray of hope pushed him on. If those boys will make it, then he was sure he and his friend could save them. But he had to hurry and come back to them several years later in their lives before things get out of hand.

Because if this man is whom the Doctor thinks he is, this king of Reichenbach, then the entire world was in danger of the Apocalypse.