Sorry I've been gone so long, I was in Alaska visiting family. Hope you like this chapter.
The week passes by. You hardly notice though, with all the thoughts running through your head. It's like a storm is brewing, and your not sure what will happens when it comes. Finally Tuesday arrives.
You take a deep breath, ten minutes until The Fandom Games comes on. The sound of the TARDIS rings outside, but you don't run to it. You may be desperate for answers but you sure as hell aren't going to act like it. The door opens and you hear the tentative footsteps of the eleventh doctor.
He steps into the room looking worried. "So," he says, "I've got some explaining to do, don't I?"
You nod sharply, not quite trusting yourself to speak. Several minutes pass by, bathed in awkward silence.
"Uhm," he claps his hands so that they don't swing awkwardly at his sides, "Well, you may not...uh, you kind of...don't...quite...exist." He sounds as though the words are uncomfortable, like they don't really fit.
Another minute passes before you can even try to form words. "What?" With all the possible reasons for his strange behavior you didn't expect this one. You want to ask more but your mouth and throat are dry.
"The thing is," He begins to explain, "The second time I met you..."
He is cut off beginning tune to The Fandom Games. Oh how you loathe the shows ability to get in the way.
The skeletal James Rigger and little Chloe Abrams appear on the screen.
"Hello world," Chloe calls in that almost robotic tone, "and welcome back."
"So Chloe," James asks, "Who do you think will be leaving us this week?"
"We'll just have to watch and find out," Chloe says with a smile.
The screen shows everyone they all seem to have found their ways into pairs. Amy and Rory, Eleven and River, Tentoo and Rose, Ten and Donna, lastly, Jack and Nine. Everyone carries their weapon, except Rory. The camera pans down on him and Amy.
"What's the big deal?" Amy is asking, "It was just a funny looking eyepatch."
Rory looks irritated. "Yah, I know. But I feel like it was helping me to remember something. I just can't put my finger on what it was."
"You're being silly Rory, this is no time for being silly."
Rory looks at his wife, "As usual Amy, you're right."
She smiles and lets her fingers play at her cutlas's handle.
The camera switches to show Eleven and River. They sit next to each other smiling. Rivers hand runs thoughtfully through his hair. She has been watching Eleven, making sure he doesn't do anything stupid.
"It hurts," he says after a while.
"I know sweetie," she coos, pulling him closer.
"At least when I lost Martha the first time I knew she was going somewhere better."
"Do you want to talk to one of the other Doctors?" River asks, "They'll know what you're going through."
Eleven pulls her into the tightest hug possible. "Promise you won't leave me," he whispered, "I don't think I could live if you did."
Tears welled up in Rivers eyes. "I promise," she says, "I promise."
Tentoo and Rose seem to be having a similar moment.
The camera switches to James and Chloe.
"As the fangirls say," Chloe joke, "Oh the feels."
James laughs, "That's right! Now we'll be back, after these messages."
You blink and shake your head. Looking around you see the Doctor leaning against the doorframe.
You feel like you're going to cry. "Why couldn't I just ignore it?" You ask no one.
"Because," the Doctor says, "You are the show."
You look at him with your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "I thought you said I didn't exist."
"You don't unless that show is on."
You look at the TV, them back to him. "But I googled it, that show doesn't exist."
"It exists in writing," He says.
Before he can explain further, the show comes back on.
"Hello and welcome back to The Fandom Games." Chloe cries happily.
"Now I don't know about you," James says, "But I think we could use a little more action."
"Agreed," Chloe nods.
"But what sort of action?"
"We'll just have to watch."
The screen shows Nine and Jack. They are wandering down a hallway, laughing about some joke. They turn a a corner and Mickey stands in front of them. The laughter instantly dies.
"You died," Jack says.
"Obviously, I didn't!" Mickey replies with a wink.
"You're not Mickey," Nine says.
"Thank you Doctor obvious," the false Mickey states. He reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a gun. He aims it at Jack.
As he pulls the trigger Nine knocks Jack to the side. He cries out as the bullet catches his shoulder. Jack pulls his own gun and aims hitting Mickey square in the chest. Instead of falling down, Mickey absorbs the bullet. He gives a smart smirk then runs at them. Jack grabs Nine by his uninjured shoulder and drags him down the hallway. Mickey fires at them. Jack cries out as a bullet skims his ear, then he and Nine turn a corner and are out of sight. They don't stop running until they reach the control room.
Nine's shoulder and Jacks ear are both bleeding heavily. Rory, being a nurse, jumps up to look at them. Soon Nine is sitting on the floor shirtless, while Rory wraps his wound.
"You should be fine," Rory says helping him up.
"Aren't girls supposed to be nurses?" Nine asks grabbing his jacket.
Rory sighs and moves back to Amy, he's hardly left her side since the announcement.
"Don't make too much fun of him," Jack says.
"I'll try not to," Nine jokes.
The screen switches to later. Everyone is asleep.
Amy and Rory are snuggled together. Rory's arm lying protectively over her belly. Rose and Tentoo lie nearby facing each other with their arms and legs intertwined. River and Eleven lean against a wall, Rivers head on Elevens shoulder. The most hilarious one is Nine sleeping on his back with Jacks head resting on his stomach. Donna sits against a wall, very much not asleep. The camera zooms in on her. You hear footsteps and Ten sits next to her.
"What's up?" He asks softly.
"Just thinking," she says.
"About Martha?"
Donna nods.
"It wasn't your fault," Ten says.
"I know," Donna says, "I just can't help feeling like there's something I could have done."
"If you would have gone into the kitchen with her, whatever psychopath who is running this would have most likely killed you as well." Ten puts his arm around her.
"I know," is all Donna can bring herself to say.
"We should probably get some sleep," Ten says.
Donna nods.
Ten hums a tune. By the time he has finished she has fallen asleep with her head on his shoulder.
The screen shows Chloe and James.
"Wasn't that touching?" Chloe asks with a giggle.
"I'm more of an action fan," James replies.
"Well folks," Chloe cries to the audience, "We'll be back shortly."
You rub your palms into your eyes, taking a moment to remember the conversation you were having with the Doctor. Looking around, you find that he's not in the room. You go upstairs to find him rummaging through your closet.
"What are you doing?" You ask grabbing your favorite t-shirt out of his hand.
"Just looking," he says defensively.
"Well I have questions to ask and no time to ask them."
"I'm sorry," he says.
You go back to the living room where the TV screen is now filled with a vacuum commercial. "You said I only exist in writing."
He nods.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I searched the Internet and found this on a writers website." He hands you a document. You scan it and realize that it is an outline of the first Fandom Games episode. He hands you another paper. It's a profile for some writers site. The profile picture is of a girl. It's black and white save for a bright orange and yellow flower crown. You look at the Doctor, he is watching your reaction. In the background of your thoughts you hear The Fandom Games theme tune. The Game, you realize, is on.
James and Chloe are on screen. With them is the Vincent kid from the first episode. He isn't smiling like they are.
"So Vinnie," Chloe asks, "What do you think so far?"
Vincent crosses his arms. "I think the show is going amazingly," He says, he sounds almost as bored as he looks.
"Do you think their should be more action?" James asks
"Who doesn't?" Vincent replies, smiling slightly.
"Would you like to do the honors?" James asks as Chloe gestures towards the audience.
Vincent gives a half hearted smile, looks at the camera and says, "Now back to the Games.
The scene shows Ten and Tentoo. They are walking down the hall just wandering along. Out of nowhere copies of them both come out. One of the copies tackles Tentoo around the waist, knocking him to the floor the other pulls a gun and starts firing at them.
Ten collapses as a bullet hits his leg and just barely manages to pull himself out of the line of fire as another bullet grazes along just above his eye. He calls out hoping someone is close enough to help.
Tentoo meanwhile is still pinned to the floor. He rolls the copy off of him and jumps to his feet. He looks at the copy and, in that millisecond, realizes it is his copy. The copy winks and takes aim, straight for his chest. There is a bang.
No bullet hits Tentoo. Instead the copy in front of him melts, revealing Rose standing behind it. Gun raised to where the copy had been standing. Rose runs forward and throws her arms around him, gently kissing him on the lips.
"No!" Ten cries.
A shot rings out. In the silence that follows, Tentoo goes still, he collapses onto Rose, a bullet hole soaking in blood on the back of his jacket.
"Doctor?" Rose asks. It's quiet at first but then she screams, "Doctor!"
Her knees buckle, and she falls to the ground, landing in the quickly disappearing puddle that was once a copy. Ten struggles to move to her side.
"Doctor!" She screams again. Tears run freely down her cheek as she sobs into the shirt of her now dead husband.
The rest goes like it regularly does. People arrive, girls comfort Rose, boys go to give Ten medical attention. Rose is finally coaxed away from the body, and they all go to cry and let whoever removes the bodies, remove Tentoo from the arena.
The screen switches to show James and Chloe.
"That was wonderful," Chloe says with a smile.
"It really was," James agrees.
"And we'll see you next week," Chloe says, "For the Fandom Games."
You turn off the TV, glad the show is finally over. You look at the Doctor who has reappeared in the doorway.
"So that's it then," you say angrily, "I only exist because this horrific story exists."
"It's more like you exist in a separate plane," he explains, "I believe that in order to make you exist fully, the author of this story has to write you into the real world."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"She needs to write your life," he looks at you.
"I'm not sure I want a girl who calls herself Psycho writing my life story," you say after a moment.
"It is your choice," He pushes himself of the wall and turns to leave.
"Wait!" You call, "If she writes me into existence, would I be able to travel with you?"
"Only if she lets you," he says. You shut your eyes until you hear the TARDIS fade away. Reopening them you look at the profile page. You know what you have to do.
Mwahaha Yes, I know writing yourself into a story isn't a good thing, but it makeys sense with the plot. Those left are: Nine, Rose, Jack, Ten, Donna, Eleven, River, Amy, and Rory. Don't forget to vote!
-Psycho