Hello people! So again I repeat, this is not a story I am writing, it's all FREYA ASTRID NOVA's work! I'm just publishing for her and helped her building the arch :)
Hello Readers, I'd like to thank Myrtle Turtle 1 you are very kind and your review really motivated me to post the next chapter! And I totally agree curly hair rocks! I'd also like to thank again for letting me use the name Nova as well as the name superNova. Lastly I'd love to thank the amazing and very awesome Melody Pnd she has not only posted these chapters for me but she has also been an amazing friend and supported me through hell and back again. Thanks Girl you are the best! I highly recommend reading her stories if you haven't yet! Also reviews are very welcome! Alright that's all, now on with the story!
"Guess what, buddy? I'm not!" Nova shot off a round at the droid, making it writhe wildly as electric ran everywhere from the wound. Nova walked up to the droid and grabbed its gun, trying to keep a straight face … to no avail. The anger was seeping through her eyes. She hated that she had to use guns. She turned to walk away, but at the last moment she walked closer to the dead droid, kicking it with a scowl on her face.
"Time's up droid," she sneered, storming away from its body. She stopped at her cast-aside backpack. The anger quickly melting away like ice cream on a hot day. the Doctor watched, amazed, as she tossed both big weapons into her tiny bag. As she zipped up the bag, she looked up at the Doctor's expression, shaking her head in exasperation knowing he was confused.
"Oh, the bag's bigger on the inside," she replied with a smirk back on her face, as she watched the Doctor's eyes grow wide. He shrugged off Nova's comment, turning towards the entrance he saw three droids in the distance, walking closer to the shop they were in. Like an instinct, he grabbed Nova's unsuspecting hand and dragged her towards the entrance, as they neared she noticed the droids and smirked. They ran out the door towards the droids. In one fluid motion she grabbed two revolvers out of her bag and shot two droids dead, wincing as she did so. Two more immediately replaced the dead ones she had shot.
She groaned, "They're like cockroaches! Nothing can stop them!" She turned on her heel and shot all three down, closing her eyes in despair. She inhaled sharply as three more appeared right where the dead ones had been.
"SuperNova will obey! SuperNova will come!" they said, staring at the Doctor. They obviously expected him to give Nova up.
"Can't you just die and stay dead, hunks of metal!" Nova screamed in frustration, fury in her eyes as she shot all three several times. Nova used her last bullet and threw the useless, terrible guns over the droids' heads.
"SuperNova will come. SuperNova will be weakened." One of the droids sneered, talking as if she hadn't just been shooting at them. Before anyone could do anything a small knife shot out of the droid's finger and stabbed Nova in the arm, further igniting her fury. Her eyes blazed with a fire.
"I will not go with you! EVER! Understand that and maybe I'll let you live," she said. Blood trickled from her knife wound, forming a red, wet pool at her feet.
"SuperNova will come. she is defenceless," they said, moving slowly towards her and the Doctor. Nova looked around and noticed the TARDIS sitting on the road just a few feet away. She waited until the droid was right in front of her and conjured up all her anger.
"LIKE HELL I will!" she screamed, kicking the droid closest to the street and running with the Doctor towards the Tardis. Quickly unlocking the doors, they entered and she ran right up to the console stroking it gingerly as if she knew it. She turned towards the Doctor.
"You didn't say my favorite bit!" He whined, gesturing to the fact that it's bigger on the inside. She shrugged and pulled off her backpack carefully, laughing at his pouting.
"So is my bag, i'm used to it."
the Doctor looked at her in frustration.
"Alright fine be difficult, but at least let me patch up your arm," he said, waltzing towards another room. When he disappeared inside the unknown room, Nova looked up at the ceiling of the TARDIS smiling and crying at the same time.
"He never changed, did he?" She whispered, carefully stroking the panel. She was greeted by a series of happy dings as the Doctor slowly emerged from the room with a first aid kit.
"Let's look at that stab wound. Judging by the aim, trajectory, and the distance the droid was away from you I can calculate that you will need ..."
"About six stitches," Nova replied, satisfactorily cutting him off as she started pacing the floor, holding her wounded arm away from the Doctor.
"Exactly six. Now come over here and stop pacing so I can patch you up," the Doctor directed, grabbing out a needle and anesthetic. Nova, meanwhile, was standing a far distance away covering her wound with her good arm, fear clearly glazing over her eyes.
"It's just a scratch. I'll be fine," she replied shakily, glancing at the floor. The Doctor looked up at her and stopped taking things out of the first aid kit.
"Why? What's wrong? It's just stitches," he said, setting down the first aid kit and walking over to her.
"Please leave it alone. I'm perfectly fine and plenty capable of walking," she said, looking away from the Doctor.
"But you're wounded! You need stitches before it gets infected or damaged more." He uncovered her arm. Nova noticed what he was doing and moved her arms out of his reach.
"No, please listen! I don't need stitches. You don't have to patch me up at all."
"But what if I want to! I don't understand why I can't help you!?" The Doctor rubbed the back of his head in frustration, wondering why Nova was acting so odd.
"Because you don't need to help me! I'm not gonna bleed out from one little scratch ..." Nova whispered. The tears in her eyes threatened to spill over the moment she looked down at her feet. The Doctor, seeing her nervousness, moved closer and lifted her chin, forcing their eyes to meet.
"Nova, listen ... if you feel uncomfortable I can leave it for now. Just please promise me you will be careful." The Doctor wiped away a stray tear that had escaped her eye and she smiled back, wrapping her arms around him.
"I promise. Don't worry about me," she mumbled. She laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes in relief, listening to his two hearts beat a soothing rhythm. They stood there for another moment until a loud, abrupt ringing broke them apart in shock.
"I think that the TARDIS has got something."
"I think that she has!" he said, grabbing her hand and dragging her to the console. The display showed where the droids had disappeared outside, leaving behind only a vapor of blue smoke and no other trace of having ever been there at all.
"They left? But weren't they here to get me to go with them?"
The Doctor stared at the screen, equally confused, then looked at Nova with a smirk on his face. "So the question is why did they leave?"
Nova rolled her eyes and put her hand on her hip, an annoyed smile playing on her lips.
"You think you're so hot when you do that, don't you? How many people fell for that?"
The Doctor immediately frowned at the assumption.
"That's very inaccurate ya know."
Nova shook her head in disappointment and looked straight into the Doctor's eyes, the epitome of intimidation.
"Oh, really? Look me in the eye and tell me that not one of your companions fell in love with you." Nova challenged, dropping his hand and crossed her arms in disbelief. She stared him down, trying to see if he was going to lie to her or not.
"Ummm … not one of them fell in love with me?"
Nova blinked a couple times and fell down laughing, all traces of intimidation gone from her face.
"What's so funny?"
Nova sat on the floor, holding her stomach, unable to stop laughing.
"Y...Your… r….rub...rubbish…. at…. ly….lying! Hahaha!"
The Doctor threw his hands in the air as Nova stood, wiping the tears from her eyes. She'd finally calmed down enough to talk normally.
"This incarnation is really, really rubbish at lying. It's just hilarious."
The Doctor gave up and started pressing buttons on the console to occupy his impatient nature.
"Alright fine. Nearly everyone fell for that … except for a few select companions that knew me too well. Like you, I suppose."
Nova walked towards him and smiled, patting him on the head like a dog. He whined at her touching his hair.
"You have no Idea!" Nova exclaimed.
The Doctor frowned and rolled his eyes as he broke from Nova's grip. He started pressing buttons and pulling levers on the console, seemingly at random. Nova clutched her head as a sudden flash of pain shattered her thoughts. Before she could say anything, it left. A slow blur of white was all that remained as she shook her head in confusion.
"Why aren't you working!?" He started banging on the console in frustration, trying to figure out why the TARDIS was suddenly not working. Nova took a cautious step towards the Doctor, who was now typing erratically in an attempt to get it to work.
"Maybe we are on temporary shutdown. Have you tried to use the zigzag plotter and blue stabilizers? It should wake it up,"
The Doctor scratched his head, confused. She smirked at him, looking not in the least bit surprised.
"Of course you didn't. You don't listen to instructions. Why would I think otherwise?!" Nova laughed in disbelief as she strolled over to the zigzag plotter and placed her hand atop it.
"Stop! You don't know what you're doing!"
The Doctor ran towards her with with fear in his eyes. Nova nodded her head obediently, but didn't move her hand or even appear to intend to.
"Do I? Well let's have a look, huh!" Nova replied sarcastically. She gripped the handle and pulled down, gracefully moving towards the stabilizers. She moved them down as well. The Doctor stood dumbfounded as the TARDIS began to shake and they were thrown into the vortex. Nova gripped onto the railing, expecting the TARDIS to rock widely as it shot through the time vortex. When no movement seemed to occur, she darted quickly towards the door, anticipating a soft landing. As she began to open the TARDIS door, the Doctor ran up, looking alarmed, swatting her hands away and blocking the door.
"What are you doing, we haven't landed? You'll fall into space!" Nova took a deep breath, and looked at the doctor with a very irritated expression.
"Oh timeboy, you don't understand, we have landed." The Doctor walked away from the door and pointed at Nova.
"But it didn't make the landy noise!" he grumbled as Nova pushed his chest lightly in playfulness, and opened the door as she called over her shoulder:
"It's not supposed to, you just don't know how to drive."