The Storyteller POV:

I walked toward the open door with great caution. My breathing was fast and rapid. My heart's pounding almost pounding out of my chest. I was scared… really scared. The door closed behind me. I was left in the dark for about 4 or 3 seconds when the lights flashed on. It was a long corridor and at the end of it was a number pad. I paced myself to the number pad and looked at it carefully. What does this mean?

" You know, Storyteller," said the voice over the loudspeaker, " I thought you were much smarter than this. Maybe this can prove how smart you are. Go ahead, answer the right numbers. And take your time, there's no rush."

I doubt that…

I thought long and hard about what numbers I had to punch in. So I did a bunch of them.

1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

Nope.

3-1-4-1-5-9-2-6-5-3-5-9

Nope.

1-1-2-3-2-0-1-5

Nope.

1-1-2-3-1-9-6-3

Nope.

" Can I have a hint?" I asked out loud.

" No. You're smart. You figure it out. You've seen this number before."

Number… Wait a minute. Coraline. The letter was on seat 917…

Number… The planet XJY-917…

Number… I'm friends with 9 people. I live in Universe 1. There are 7 good guys I know… the others I know are bad and some I still don't trust.

That's it! I pushed in the three numbers and the wall in front of me opened. Well well! I'm doing really well! I feel well aswell! What's next? I walked thru the doors and entered a mirror maze like room. Interesting… I not so good a mirror mazes so I might- OW! I bashed into a mirror head first.

" Watch your head, Storyteller. Cause you're going to need it. The first test you figured out pretty… quickly, but this one will challenge you MENTALLY."

" That's the same thing, mister voice guy!"

" Not really…"

I looked in front of me and saw reflection. I look very handsome. Too handsome… Interestingly handsome. " Who am I? I'm the Storyteller! The coolest Time Child on the block! Hahaha!" I straightened my bowtie and got all serious. I did fancy stances and frowned. I held my hand out like how my dad does it. I countied to walk thur the maze when reflection suddenly changed. It made me jump a bit. It was me… but in an earlier body. My… second one? The blond hair, the blue eyes, my dad's trench coat and suit. I swayed side to side, the trench coat moved with my tweed jacket. I winked and moved my hands, it did the same thing! " Nice…" The lips moved in sync.

" ALLONS-Y!" ,I shouted as I smiled and said the same thing that me and my dad always said.

I turned around there's my first body. He was shorter but with black hair and a leather jacket. My dad give me hand-me-downs… and so is the suit I'm wearing.

" Fantastic!"

I continued onward and met my past and present friends. I laughed as the memories flooded back to me. Sure there were some sad ones like the goodbyes and final kisses before I left for good but most of them were happy ones.

Like Lily Tyler, I found her in England on the first test drive of my TARDIS.

Victoria, the tall girl I met during the Ice Age. I met her while I was with Manny, Diego, and Sid. I think it was during a meltdown…

Clara, oh boy, she's a tough cookie. Just like her mother. She's trapped and probably the person who's talking to me is the person who has her. Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, Jake, Janet, Jacob Storyteller, and King Creeper soon followed after. Wait, isn't there one more person that I'm forgetting? I looked around.

Only my reflection showed… except one… her. No… not again… please no… Oh god… I'm so sorry… Abby Pond…

I crawled toward that mirror, the pain in my hearts and the guilt in my brain. She smiled lightly I didn't smile, I just cried. Abby…

" Abby?" I said through tears. Her lips moved with mine. " Oh how sorry I am for leaving you to die. It wasn't my fault… I was dying… I…"

I placed my hand on the mirror and sobbed again. And sobbed and sobbed, so I did for a while. Then I stopped. I wipe the tears.

" No more, no more tears, Abby. You are a breath on a mirror. I piece of my memory that I need to let go. I have to move on." I gently took my hand off the mirror. " I will remember you as the girl who wanted to see the world... The girl I loved… and the girl who waited for a Storyteller."

I walked away from the mirror and never looked back. It hurts even more know

. " Good job, Storyteller, but there's one more thing I must show you. Look behind you."

No Abby is still… AAAH!

It's him! The Apprentice! Son of the Master! Enemy of the Doctor! Enemy of the Storyteller! Wait he's in his other body, his first one.

It's changing into his second…

The reflection then turned into his third…. The reflection laughed and laughed. It sounded like the man on the over speaker. No… It can't be… NO! CLARA! NOOOO!