Hope you enjoyed that chapter. Welcome to the next one. I might kill off a character, or leave some at their respective old places occasionally, specifically because the Cybermen would come after Polaris obviously, the Templars after Artemis, so it would make sense if they occasionally returned back there for like a week. Plus if we have too many people, how would anything get done. I mean River, Amy, and Rory did fine and all, but it might be a few too many for this. I'd really like to apologize, BUT MAJOR SPOILERS FOR SEASON 5 ONWARDS ARE HAPPENING. Like honestly, if you haven't finished watching Doctor Who season 5 6 or 7 you might want to put this fanfiction in your favorites and come back to it another time, because I don't want to accidentally spoil you.


Polaris woke up to the sound and shaking of the TARDIS. She opened her door and walked down the long corridors to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror.

There's so much more for you out there, she said to herself looking in the mirror. She enjoyed talking to herself and thinking to herself. It calmed her down. A million years without a soul to talk to made one quite lonely.

Artemis on the other hand was troubled. She knew the Templars would come after her, and she didn't like the idea of somebody out there looking for her, whether or not they'd get her in the end. She had a guilty conscience, even without doing anything wrong. Her mind wandered, wondering whether Templar's parents were notified if when a Templar died. Then she realized she had absolutely no idea who her parents were, she just knew that she was born Orlesian, and grew up in Ferelden.

She ran into the TARDIS console room and yelled, "I want to meet my parents."

"Your parents?" the Doctor asked, "This never turns out well."

"My parents apparently lived in Orlais. I'm Orlesian, without the accent, or the shoes, or anything really. I'm just smart." Artemis boasted.

"You're quite cocky," the Doctor said, "I like you."

"Let me meet my parents, that's all I want. I need to know who they are. It will help me." Artemis said, leaning back against the TARDIS.

Polaris strode in next, laughing, "Good luck with that. An Orlesian Ferelden. That must be terrible. To be born in the noble country, and yet have nothing to do with it. It's priceless."

"You've been through like thirty thousand bodies and that's the best you can come up with? You're so immature." Aretmis glared.

"Oh well. I wonder if my Vortex Manipulator can work in the TARDIS. Would something go wrong? I could drop you onto a volcanic planet" asked Polaris.

"Just do it." Artemis said, "I dare you."

The Doctor slowly inched out of the room as the whirring and screeching of the TARDIS stopped. He opened the doors outside and left.

"What do you mean, you dare me?" asked Polaris.

"You've been alive for a million years, and you shot an arrow into Leliana's neck." Artemis crossed her arms.

"It's called a tranquilizer dart. Oh and by the way, I hope you know that since I'm so old, and have studied most of history, including the Doctor's companions, I know exactly how you die. How you leave the Doctor's little circle. You leave first. It's in the first chapter. They tell us everything in history first so we don't form an emotional bond to a person in the text and then fell sad when we find out you die. It's much easier that way." Polaris laughed, "Heck, I even know how I leave."

"You know how you leave? Did you always know you were on the TARDIS?"

"No, not at all. I didn't know until the moment the Doctor and I went to release Leliana. I knew at one point early on, Leliana was taken hostage, I just didn't know the true nature of it. I didn't assume it was us, and I didn't realize it until I noticed that you had to be Artemis. The way you talked to the Doctor made me realize that you had never been on the TARDIS before, and that made me realize that somebody had to join you soon, and I realized that it must've been me. I didn't join out of Time Paradox necessity. I joined because I wanted too."

"Do you know how you're going to leave too?"

"I do know. And I do know that I might never recover. The book doesn't cover much after I leave the Doctor. The book doesn't even have a name on me, it's erased. I'm assuming I did it somewhere in time, probably after this. I can't have myself finding out. It mostly gives me a vague description that the Doctor will eventually leave me, telling me I'm not good enough. He'll dump me off back on the ship"

"That's awfully depressing. It's sad to think that each of us are going to leave the Doctor all day, and it's even worse that you'll know it's coming. It's like you have the Taint. You only have a few moments." Artemis said, instantly regretting lashing out at Polaris earlier, "I'm sorry, but I have to ask, do you know how I'm going to leave? Or die? Or both."

"I know both, but I can't tell you. You could instantly avoid it and create a Time Paradox. Some points are fixed, like cause and effect. While time is more flux than cause and effect, such as the Doctor leaving items back for you to pick up, without causing a Time Paradox, some events are literally stacked upon each other. If somebody went back in time and saved Andraste from the flame, than time would be quite different. The Chantry wouldn't be as large as today, men would have more of a predominant role in religious organizations. Another event, the Blight, if that never happened, the Champion of Kirkwall would never have had to flee Lothering, leading to one of their siblings death and their own rise to power, nobody would've stopped it, the Grey Wardens wouldn't have all been killed. Think of it as cathedrals supports. If you remove a support you might be fine, but if you remove the main one the tower could crumble."

"Could you at least give me a hint to how I'm going to leave?"

"I'm going to put it bluntly. You're like a voice. A voice in a small box. Like the TARDIS. You're going to die. Your screams will echo across the TARDIS for a long, long time. Then he'll get over you, find somebody new. The Doctor is fickle person at a Brothel. Once one has a reason that you can't work, he picks up another chick without a second thought. Sure he'll miss you, but he'll get over you."

"That's really sad."

"I know who he picks up in the future. He picks up another pretty little archer like Leliana. They meet the Champion of Kirkwall together. And what does he do? He forgets about us. I'm going to savor it while I can. You have no idea how bad it is. Here we are, all sitting on the TARDIS. We're practically pigs for the slaughter. Mentally slaughtered. He'll show you the world, he'll show you time, and eventually, he'll be the one who'll gut you in the heart." Polaris frowned, "But you have to look on the bright side. All things comes to an end. You have to enjoy what you have while you have it. Forget about it. Just know that you'll go first, either me or Leliana will go second. We'll all be gone, and the Doctor goes on, as he usually does. There's nothing we can do to stop it."

Artemis put a hand on Polaris' shoulder, "You keep saying 'forget about it, enjoy what you have' but then you go back to 'we can't stop it. Ever.' " Artemis paused, "It's just that you seem upset about it."

Polaris glared back at Artemis, "I want to ignore it. I can't. The fact that we all will leave him scares me. I've known him for a million years, but never met him until now. You don't know the Doctor well either, yet this fact that we can go through time in a box fascinates us. We want to travel with him to see it all, to see everything. Once we get a taste of this life, we can't leave it. Once we form an emotional bond with the Doctor, there is no turning back. Time Travel is addicting. The Doctor's heart breaks too, but he doesn't leave it behind. It's like a constant traveler. The Dalish for example. They move when they want. If there's forced to stay in one place, chances are they'd rebel, even if they were going to stay there for years. It's the thing of choice. When limits are placed, it annoys you. Even you will never go outside those limits, that'll be how it works." Polaris forced a smile, "I'm sorry Artemis. Maybe it was better of you thinking of me as a child. I act like a child simply because my time is limited, I might as well enjoy it."

Artemis felt terrible, "Does the knowledge of our departures burden you?"

"What do you think? I know exactly how Leliana's going to leave this world, and the Doctor. I know how you're going to go. How does it feel, looking at you, you're smiling face when you look at the Doctor, just to see you jumping aimlessly... knowing that you're going to make a decision to change everything. It's sad. Looking at Leliana just to know that one day the Doctor will never be able to take her back aboard, ever again. He makes everybody think it'll last forever."

Artemis pulled her from slouching on the TARDIS console, and placed both her hands on her shoulders, "You don't have to do this. You said that I make this decision. Then it's obviously something that I want badly. If it isn't the best for me, that's my problem. You can't warn Leliana. That would be wrong. We all have our times." Artemis conjured a ball of light in her hand, "Remember, nothing good stays. But that's okay. It'll be around another time. If Leliana leaves the Doctor, she'll find something better for her. Isn't she in love with the Warden. Maybe my decision means that I'll have something else and better for me."

Polaris smiled, "This is crazy. I'm sorry."

"It's alright. Now let's go see what the Doctor has."

They both walked out of the TARDIS and saw the vast world. The place looked so fancy. They walked down the streets of Val Royeaux. Leliana followed behind them as they exited and smiled, "Hear the music? Isn't it lovely."

Leliana had changed into a green gown, and began twirling down the street just to soak in the city.

"Beautiful." Artemis said to herself.

"Orlais. And home to your parents. I've been asking around about your family. Apparently your mother is in the Circle Tower." the Doctor said.

"The Circle Tower? Is she a Templar? Is she Tranquil?"

"She's a mage. Apparently a few days ago an apostate was captured, by the same name as your mother. She's around seventeen."

They went back into the TARDIS and materialized back into the Circle Tower. Artemis got out first. She was dressed in Circle Robes, but not Orlesian, so she stuck out like a sore thumb. She walked past the elegent bookshelves and saw a woman talking to a Templar. The Doctor pointed to her. It was her mother.

Templar's yelling at my mother. How nice...

"This is why you don't do this. I have to keep this job." the Templar said to her.

"You don't have too. The Templar life obviously isn't for you. Just drop out. Leave. Hell, just run away. I'm tired of seeing you here. You're ruining lives just by bearing the Templar insignia. It's isn't for you." Artemis' mother said.

"But... Penelope, please. Don't do this. I need this job. You need to be in the Circle."

"I ran for a reason Pierre. You didn't have to get involved."

"I knew something, I had to say something."

Penelope's hand turned bright orange, and she slapped the Templar across the face, "Don't you dare ever do this again. If I run again, I want to get caught because a Templar who had no leads and no information coming directly from me found me. Not because some dragon-bait decided that they thought they'd get fired this week. You're dragging me lower and lower. You're going to get me killed and if I ever hear anything about them threatening to make me Tranquil I swear to you I will slit your throat myself and stick you in my trunk. You hear me? I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. But you don't understand how bad it is here. You're job may just be to watch, but everyone else's is to inspire fear, and once they instill fear, we are paralyzed. I ran for a reason."

Penelope waved her hand and a book flew towards her. She levitated it in her hand and the pages flipped wildly, and stopped at a page with text on the left, and on the right page, a picture of a skull and crossbones, "This is you the day I become Tranquil. If I run again, you can come with me. I was thinking about going to Ferelden, I hear the Templars aren't the smartest there. Lothering too. We can take up a new life in the Chantry. I'd become a lay sister, you could work on the farms there. It's perfect."

"That won't happen." Pierre laughed.

"Well fine, if you don't think so, than it won't."

They arrived a year in the future, in the Ferelden Chantry.

Penelope was in Chantry Robes, praying to the Maker, when a Templar walked by, "Good'ay, sister."

"Good day, Ser Knight." Penelope smiled, "Could you please fetch me the golden pendant from the trunk in the basement. I'm not allowed down there, and the Templar keeping watch there won't believe that I am allowed to have the pendant."

"Of course, Sister Penelope."

Penelope walked around again, and sit down in one of the pews. A male dwarf sat next to her.

"How are you?" Penelope asked.

"Sister Myrule is in her anti-dwarf moods again."

"I'm sorry Teilman. Maker forgive me, but she is a bitch. Myrule is turning the Chantry upside down. Oh and in case you didn't know, it's Mother Myrule now. Some say she's going to try to become the Grand Cleric of Ferelden."

"She's going to be the one to turn the Chantry inside out. There's a difference between being religious, and somebody who thinks that the ground answers to them. Myrule is the latter."

"Thank the Maker that the Revered Mother is trying to keep her in check."

"The Templars are getting watchful."

Artemis frowned, "We need to observe them closer."

"Here then, take this," Polaris said, "Experience it."

Polaris handed Artemis a small little headset, and Artemis put it on. She fell backward, and realized she was melding with Penelope in the fade. There were quick flashes, and then black. Then suddenly...

Penelope walked around the Chantry. Teilman was tending the gardens. Penelope loved Lothering. The children played inside, and it was her job to watch them.

"Don't hurt each other. Just... play tag. Or something." Penelope smiled. She brushed her hair behind her ears as she turned around. There was a Templar. Right there. She gasped. While it bore the same insignia, it's plating was of fine make, an obvious mark and attribute to Orlais. The Orlesians have found her. Penelope got up and walked toward the middle statue in the Center. She knelt down in front of it.

Dear Maker, you've always had a plan for me. You've lead me well. I had to leave my love, but this is better. I'm free, a discreet life in the Chantry devoting myself to you and your teachings. But right now, to the flame with your plan. I don't give two flying nugs what you think is best for me. Don't send me back to the Circle. Please. I can't. It'll... it won't work for me. Please, I can't.

"Excuse me, Sister." the Templar said, grabbing the mage. Penelope's hand began to turn orange and she used a sideways stance throwing her hand straight out, keeping a continuous stream of fire pouring out of her hand to the Templar. The Templar moaned in agony, and he fell to the ground. Penelope put her hand down, and stepped over the Templar.

"I am the apostate you're looking for. Don't mess me with. Tell your friends not to mess with me. I am powerful. More powerful than you ever were. I'm what you created through fear. Through fear bores hatred. I don't care what the Maker teaches. You are nothing but lambs to the slaughter. You're still being raised. You're-" the elf moaned, interrupted by a knife being plunged into her stomach. She turned around and out of the corner of her eye saw the red haired, brown eyed, young, Mother Myrule.

"I apologize, Ser Knight. I'm afraid our sister has stepped out of line. We did not mean to harbor a wanted apostate, we all thought she was a noble from Orlais. Please forgive us."
"You... lying bitch." Penelope managed to get out, before letting out another moan and falling to the ground.

The world faded to black around Artemis, breaking her immersion. She had a moment to reflect on what had happened, but was soon thrust into another memory.

Penelope put the book back on the shelf. She looked down at her stomach. She felt weird. Her stomach hurt. She went into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror and screamed. She magically probed her body. She felt another life. She was pregnant. She wanted to die, but she knew she had to make it through it. She wanted to run away, to another Chantry, maybe one of the ones in the Free Marshes or in the Tevinter Imperium. She knew she wouldn't be able to though.

The whole memory faded to black, and Polaris took the headset. Penelope was still there, they were still watching her. Not even a moment had passed.

"I just saw... I just became..." Artemis began.

"It's a neural topographer. It practically draws a life on your brain, as long as you have their data ghost. It's hard to explain. I found this on my desk a few years ago with the note Give to Penelope's Daughter, and I assumed it was from my future self. I read a bit about Penelope's life in one of my books. I can't show you the ending. You have to see it from a distance. It could... scar you."

They returned to the future, where they saw Penelope holding her baby. A Templar grabbed her forcefully, she looked like she just got out of bed. The Templar snatched it from her hands and ran. She threw a fireball at him, making him drop the baby into the air. Penelope telekinetically drew the baby back to her arms and began to run. She pushed past all the other mages and into the library. She knew she only had a little bit to go until she was out of the tower itself, and knew that she could draw upon the baby's internal power, innocent, pure, and unharmed, she might be able to teleport to levitate herself until she was able to safely land and walk. All she had to do was to make it to the door. She ran into the library when a Templar grabbed the child out of her hand. She was about to go take it back when two Templars grabbed her arms.

"NO! NO! GIVE HER BACK!" Penelope screamed. A small wave rippled from the mage's head and the Templars were thrown back. Penelope drew her knife.

"Maker, forgive me!" she yelled, as the Templars came closer, with their swords drawn. She cut herself, giving her more power to work with. Her blood exploding, knocking the Templars down. She threw her hands up in the air, her eyes spying the top of the ceiling. Blood whirled around her, spreading outward, killing the Templars, including the one holding the child. The child managed to fall onto the Templar's soft padded armor. More Templars went after her, and she thrust her hands forward in their direction, sending a bolt of blood into them, ending their life. A Templar came to her from behind, stabbing her in the stomach. She looked down at the knife protruding from her torso, and was reminded of Myrule.

"You won't take everything that matters to me." she spat, turning around.

She expected to see a Templar, but she say Pierre.

"I can't love you like this."

"I don't have to answer to you. Now give her to me!"

"No."

Penelope bit her lip, and stepped back from the Templar, into the bookshelves. She bent forward, clasping her hands together and quickly separated them. Pierre exploded over the room. The effect drained her, and she ran toward her baby, noticing another Templar had picked her up.

"Give her back to ME!" Penelope threw bolts of blood, but they were deflected by the Templars shield. Her wounds took their toll, and she fell the ground.

"Please... please... give her back to me." Penelope felt the tears roll down from her eyes, "She's all I have now."

"No."

The Templar grabbed her arm, dragging her into the basement of the Orlesian Circle.

"This isn't right." Artemis said, crying herself. Polaris drew Artemis into a hug.

"This is why I believe that the Champion fought the way they did. Too many times, things like this have happened." Leliana said. The Doctor looked at her and hugged her, Leliana was tearing up too.

They went back to the present, where they had originally picked up Artemis, and brought her to the Val Royeaux Circle Tower. They saw a woman with streaks of grey in her brown hair. The elf shelved a library book, and took a look at the few walking towards her.

"Is there anything you require?" the Tranquil dreamily said. Penelope bore the sunburst Chantry emblem on her forehead.

"I'm Artemis. Your daughter."

"I see. Hello, I hope you are alright. I was quite frantic when you were taken from me."

"I am okay. How are you?"

"Much better. Much more relaxed. It's so much better like this. You may think that emotions are meaningful, but really, life is so much more. I can work, I can help. It is so much better than being worried. Thank you."

"For what?"

"For teaching me that."

A tear went through Artemis' eye.

Polaris drew her into another hug, "You didn't do this to her."

"No. She did it to herself. I know." Artemis lifted up Penelope's cheek and kissed her forehead, "Stay strong. I'm coming for you one day."

Artemis walked over to the TARDIS and went inside, and everyone but Polaris followed.

Polaris walked over to Penelope.

"I'll need this back one day. Then somebody else will need this back." Polaris held a locket in her hand and opened it. Inside was a small silver electronic. She hung it around Penelope's neck, and the device lit up, turning all five bars green, "Make sure you keep that."

Polaris walked into the TARDIS and smiled at Penelope one last time, "Take good care of it now."

"I will do my best." Penelope said, cracking a smile. Polaris raised an eyebrow, how could a Tranquil smile?

Polaris brushed it off and closed the door. The TARDIS slowly dematerialized. It was soon time for their next adventure. Polaris wiped a tear. This whole time, she knew the plan for her life. If she didn't follow exactly by the rulebook, she'd either cause a Time Paradox, or change the book, thus following the book. All the documents on the Archives. She knew exactly how Artemis died, exactly how Leliana left. Polaris knew how she would part with the Doctor. She knew how each would recover, and how each wouldn't. She knew who his future companions would be, and how he'd find his way home, and forget about them. The ones from the stars. From beyond.


Alright guys, hope you liked it. But if you are reading this, I think I have non-user reviews turned on. Could you tell me whether or not your like Polaris and Artemis. I like them both, but I created them so I don't know. Do you think Polaris is too much of a Mary Sue? I tried not to have that happen but I think I'm making her a bit too smart. Share your opinions but um... please please please don't flame me. Love all yas, thanks for reading guys, it means a lot to me. I already have plans for how a lot of the characters leave. I've already revealed most of them through Polaris, so I'm going to tell you what order they'll go out in, or at least what I'm thinking so far. I think Artemis will leave first, then Leliana, then Polaris. I've been thinking of a new companion. I already have a name picked out (I heard it in a youtube video and really liked it.) but I need a personality for her. Oh and please please please review, it's one of the only ways I can tell you're actually reading it. The reader count could just be people who looked at it and immediately closed the page. Once again, I really wanted to get this chapter to you so I speed proofed it so alert me of any mistakes. Thank you! Oh and also if you want you can follow me on tumblr I'm thisseamonkey