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T he Reason
Chapter 1
Her breaths came out in short gasping spurts as she ran. Her feet pounded into the ground trying desperately to escape, the sound echoing strangely off the narrow alley walls around her. But the things were closing in. She had been running for what seemed like an eternity and she didn't know how much longer she could last.
She was tired, so very tired but she couldn't stop. She knew that if she stopped she would never start again; she would be caught in mere moments. If they caught her….. No she couldn't think of that. She had to get away, to protect him.
She could turn to no one for help, and she didn't want to admit to herself how much that hurt. No more could she expect a hero to come dashing in at the last moment to save her, could expect no comforting smile to await her in the end. No crazy Time Lord to think up a brilliant plan to save her and get her home safely in the end. No. She was alone.
She pushed these thoughts from her mind as she heard the pig creatures right behind her. She pushed herself as hard as she could but she didn't have any energy left. She stumbled and in those couple of seconds she felt a big hairy hand grab hold of her arm. The pig yanked on her arm and spun her around until she was facing it. She was pushed into the wall of the alley and pinned there.
"What do you want with me!? Just let me go!" Like she didn't already know why they were after her.
This was the reason she left The Doctor. A couple days before she had left she had received a note from the last dalek Caan, it had told her that he was planning his revenge. He would kill him off in the end, but first he would lure him into a trap by using someone close to him, and he had informed her that she was the perfect candidate for the job. She knew that that would be one of the only ways that Caan would ever have a chance a beating the Doctor, if the Doctor was afraid for her safety he would have to risk himself to save her. The note was meant to scare her more then anything else, but instead she had made a decision. The Doctor couldn't afford to have any weaknesses especially when dealing with a dalek so she had removed the weakness, or in other words, herself.
The pigs completely ignored her protests and held her securely against the wall. Through the mass of hands holding her in place she saw one of the figures draw out a knife.
"What are you going to do to me?!" She asked fearfully, watching the moonlight reflect of the blade that looked more then capable of cutting her.
"Master says to kill. Lots of blood too." One said in a gruff voice excited for the kill.
"B-But why?" Martha asked desperately "Why does he want me dead?" She didn't understand. She thought they were going to kidnap her to lure out the doctor.
"Master says he will come for revenge." It told her coming to stand directly in front of her. He was looking her over, trying to find the best spot to deal the wound.
'Good' she thought in a resigned sort of way. She really didn't want to die, I mean really didn't, but at least the Doctor was safe. Coon still didn't know that she had left the Doctor for good; the Doctor had no reason to come back.
She drew in a sharp breath as the pig man (a.n.:hey I had to read that book in junior high! For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, be grateful.) positioned the knife over her stomach. Ok she really hadn't thought this through. She fought desperately for a second trying to free herself before the blade pierced her skin.
The pain was beyond any she had ever experienced. They pig drew the blade slowly across her stomach and she gave out a shattering scream. The pain was almost too much for her to handle, and she saw to her disgust that the pigs were actually enjoying watching it. Lights blinked in front of her eyes and she felt tears streaming down her face in torrents. She watched as blood gushed out of the wound that was increasingly getting longer and longer. Some part of her brain, the medical part, registered that she was losing a lot of blood, too much blood. Cries of pain racked her body as they held her there for what seemed like an eternity, but knowing it couldn't have been more then a couple minutes. The seconds dragged on and stretched till she had no sense of time whatsoever.
She saw parts of her life flick before her eyes, and when she got to the memories near the end of the Doctor, she realized that this was worth it. If this is what would keep him from harm she would endure it. She was only sad that she would never be able to see him again, and that he would never know what happened to her. When she didn't call he would probably think she had just forgotten about him, how wrong he would be.
All of a sudden she heard a pig at the back of the group give out a squeal of surprise. The rest of the group looked back almost as one and they soon had the same reaction. Whatever was back there it frightened them a great deal. All of a sudden the group scattered along with one ones holding her. She fell to the ashfult ground in a heap. She couldn't move a mussel for the pain that had taken her over so she just lay there trying not to notice the pool of blood that was collecting underneath her.
Through the haze that seemed to cover her senses, she heard the sound of running footsteps, and unlike those of the pig men, they seemed to be getting closer.
"Martha?" The person exclaimed in surprise as if at first no believing what he saw. "MARTHA!" He yelled in a panicked voice.
She was vaguely aware that the voice was familiar, as she fought to remain c conscious. She was rolled onto her back and she was shocked to see the Doctor's face above her. He hastily placed a hand under her back and under her knees, and easily lifted her into her arms.
"Are you ok? What are you doing here? Why were those things after you? Why didn't you call me for help!?" He demanded as he ran back down the street to the TARDIS. He looked down at her worry etched into every feature of his face.
"T-Trying to p-p-protect you." She choked out in pain, the darkness starting to eat away at her vision.
"Protect me!?" He yelled in outrage. "What the hell would you do that for!? I can take care of myself! Its you who needs protecting!"
Martha merely shook her head as the darkness fully enveloped her and she fell unconscious.