"NO!" The woman facing the wall yelled. She glided swiftly to where the man was lying, now for some reason regretting what she had just ordered someone to do. "I think you've done your job, Lazarus." that same cold voice chimed. The man, who went by the name of Lazarus, slowly slid off of the now motionless body of the time lord and stood. The other two figures turned to the one looking at the figure, as she turned to them.

"Vhat now, master?" The other male figure asked, a hint of fear in his voice, as if he knew something would go wrong.

"Keep him safe, avay from the sun. Until the process is complete, he cannot see sunlight. Bevore and avter." She looked to the body, seeing ever so shallow breaths from the man. Just looking, one could tell the skin was becoming pale. He was dying and rewriting, just like he had so often rewritten time. She looked upon this man with no pity in her eyes whatsoever. "The cages upstairs vill do perfectly." She walked to the body, picked it up, and went to the edge. "Allow me." She jumped from the edge, but did not fall, only floated. Her and the Doctor started floating higher and higher, the ceiling again becoming ever so nearer, but this time the Doctor couldn't tell… all he felt was unending anguish, burning cold, delightful pain…

Within seconds, they reached the top floor again, the cage store still open from last time. The vampire landed without a sound on the ground, walking ever so carefully. They entered the cage, and the vampire set the Doctor down gently on the ground. She went to leave, but looked back at the motionless figure and thought differently. So, against her original plan, she turned and went to sit by the Doctor, knowing every last bit of him.

"You know vho I am, that is vhy I did not speak earlier." She paused and pulled her hood down. Her hair was almost white, but with a very light blondness sprinkled in, and pulled into a ponytail. Her skin was almost the color of her hair; very pale. Her fangs were longer than the other three down on the floor they just left. "But, vhen you avaken, you von't. All your memories vill be gone." She almost sounded sad as she said this, like she regretted the fate she had just put on this innocent being. Then, angrily, she stated, "I hate this stupid accent! I just vant to talk normally!" She picked a rock up and threw it across the room. It hit the wall with a great force and broke into several pieces.

A few minutes passed before the woman spoke again. "I do not know vhy I did this. I've done the vorst thing I could ever do… If you ever knew it vas me…" Her voice was riddled with tear as she placed her hand on the Doctor's. It still felt the slightest bit warm, but the temperature was decreasing fast. Her hand went to his wrist as she checked for a pulse; there was only a very faint one, that slowed with every minute. She let her hand go to his chest, checking for breathing. He breathed maybe five times every minute, if not less. Soon, she held the Doctor in her arms, tears rolling down her cheeks. His body was limp, but was stiffening every second. The girl knew the time was far away for the process to actually be completed, but she didn't want to leave his side. Now, they were the only two like one another on earth, but yet not the exact.

"Vhat is taking so long, Jenny?!" Lazarus was at the cage door, his arms crossed and looking in. "Vhy are you hugging him?" His voice sounded confused.

"No reason." She gently laid the Doctor back down and rose. "Vhat makes you think you can come up 'ere? Go!" She demanded Lazarus, who obeyed instantly. Then, she turned back to the Doctor. "I must go. I vill see you once it is over." She stepped from the cage, closed the door, and locked it back. She then jumped from the landing, falling from the top of the tower to the bottom, landing perfectly on her feet.

Clara

In all her TARDIS rides, this one was one of the more smooth ones. Within seconds of take-off, the TARDIS landed without the usual noise at the end. Clara pondered that for a slight bit, but then remembered she was on a mission. Clara ran for the doors, then looked out the window. The windows were never really clean, but Clara could make out a rural area, with maybe some plants here and there. The door opened and Clara stepped out, taking in the great planet of Barcelona. Greeting her was bushes of a bluish-greenish tint, all lovely blending with the pale green-blue sky with a setting sun.

"So, I need five Bluefrostingberg berries." Clara muttered to herself, thinking. "How am I supposed to know what Bluefrostingberg berries look like?"

Suddenly, Clara heard a little "bark!" from the ground. Curious, she looked down and saw one of the strangest things she had ever seen: a dog with no nose. Smiling, she picked the dog up in her hands and held it. The dog liked her face happily, it's tail wagging non-stop.

"Bark!" Clara tried barking, but the dog looked confused, so she sat it down.

"What exactly are you doing here?" a voice came from the distance. Clara turned around and saw a woman walking towards her. This woman had a long, green dress on, almost looking as if it were made of plants (judging by the smell Clara could now smell, it was made of plants). Her hair was done in bun on the top of her head, and her skin had a greenish tint: not enough to make it look as if she were sick, but to disguise as a normal thing on the planet.

"I, er…" Clara thought how to best answer, so she cleared her throat. "I am here on a mission for a… friend. I need five bluefrostingberg berries." Clara tried sounding calm and serious; two things she didn't feel at the moment.

The woman looked at her as if she were mad. "You must not have heard the news, then?" After a blank look from Clara, the woman cleared her throat. "There was a great and devastating fire that ranged almost over the whole planet. All the bluefrostingberg berry bushes were burned to a crisp. They are nearly impossible to find anywhere."

Clara felt hopeless. "I need them. The universe could be in grave danger if I don't get five of them." She said, honesty to her voice.

The woman seemed to examine Clara, then smiled lightly. "I'll take you to one of the places they still sell them. Maybe you can persuade the owner to lend you the few." The woman started walking, and Clara followed.

"So, what's your name?" Clara asked, curious to know.

"My name is Olivious Pious Malorie Lolper Juytre Ksigy the fourth the second." The woman smiled brightly. "What would yours be?"

Clara was shocked, yet replied. "I'm Clara. Clara Oswald."

Olivious looked confused. "Clara Clara Oswald? That's a very short name."

"It's just one Clara." Clara smiled lightly, but refrained from laughing at the mistake. "Where I'm from it's actually one of the longer ones. There are ones as short as Bob Dole, John Smith, Jim Jacobs."

Olivious's eyes widened. "My, those are so short… Why are they that way?"

"I dunno." Clara replied. "It's all up to what the mother wants to name them."

Olivious was about to speak, but they reached a very secretive looking building before she could utter words. "We're here." came from her mouth instead.

"Doesn't look too friendly." Clara pointed out as Olivious tinkered around a bit. After pressing a specific series of buttons, the outline of a door appeared in the middle of the wall.

"You first." Olivious had a slight tremble in her voice, as if she was scared. Clara nodded and pushed the outline of the door. It opened to a dark corridor, of which Clara stepped in, a little nervous. The only thought keeping her from running away was that the Doctor needed this, and she would not let him down. No matter what.

As soon as Olivious closed the door behind them, lights at close intervals flickered on, revealing the rest of the lengthy hallway. "It'll be the first door on the right." Olivious said. Clara nodded and followed instructions, slowly turning the first knob on the right. Again, beyond the door was a threatening darkness, but Clara entered. Olivious shut the door between her and Clara, much to Clara's confusion.

"Olivious?!" Clara tried to keep the worry from her voice as a light in the middle of the room flickered to life. Clara turned on her heel to look at the man now visible behind the desk. He resembled Olivious, but in a masculine way. Also, instead of a green tint, his skin was lightly tinted a very dark blue. His hair was short and choppy, not even touching his ears. He looked serious, it was even etched into his very thin face. He glared at Clara as if she were unwelcome.

"Who are you, then?" The man asked, eyeing Clara with a look of angry curiosity. "And where do you come from?"

Clara paused before answering. "My name is Clara Oswald, and I come from Earth." She felt weird saying that she was from earth, but she remembered she wasn't on the planet, so it didn't seem as weird.

"An Earthling?" There was an air of shock in the man's voice, but then his serious tone returned. "Who are you here with?"

"I came alone." Clara paused, "Unless you mean actually to this building. I was shown by a local, hoping to find bluefrostingberg berries?" Clara was hanging on to hope, frightful.

The man laughed. "An Earthling coming alone for Bluefrostingberg berries?" He paused. "Well, I am opportune to give everyone a chance." He drew out a calculator from the top drawer of the desk. "So, since they are so rare, each berry is worth…" he punched in some numbers. "Erm… 500 Quid, I believe, in Earth money. Now, here's another deal. Everyone knows not to even ask for these berries unless it is dire emergency. If you can tell me the reason, and it scares me enough… I'll discount it." He smirked and relaxed more in his chair, waiting.

"Okay." she paused to think. "How about I tell you it in two words? Two words that could threaten the entire existence of the universe, two words that should make you tremble in fear."

The man gave a sort of chuckle. "Have at it, young Earthling."

In a hushed whisper, Clara replied. "Vampric Timelord."

The man's eyes turned from slightly humored to a look of shocked dread. His eyes were wide and his face had a very worried expression. "Did you s-say…?"

"Yes, I did." Clara tried not to feel frightened with the look she was given. "And I need the berries in order to make a cure for him. If I don't, then the universe won't exist." Clara felt that he would give way.

"Okay… erm, 5 Quid per berry?" His face was losing it's blue tint, which Clara didn't think was good.

"Problem. I don't have money." Clara felt that she could get them for free, just using the fear in people. "I need them for free. Just five."

"I… I can't exactly d-do that, Miss." He was starting to sweat, looking around nervously.

"Okay, fine." Clara kept a determined face, coming up with a plan. "I just won't make the potion, and I'll make sure Barcelona is destroyed first." She started to stride to the door.

"Wait!" The man stood quickly, his chair falling backwards. "You win. I'll give you five- no, ten for free. Just contain that thing before it gets loose."

Clara smirked. "Thank you." She walked back to the man. "I'll take those to go."

"Right away, Miss." He ran back to a back room, unlocking a door, and walking in. A few seconds later, he came back out from the room, a small basket in hand. "Ten Bluefrostingberg berries." He handed the basket to Clara, who took it. "Just one more thing, Miss. Make s-"

"What's your name?" Clara interrupted him. She remembered the Doctor always asked that, because everyone has a name.

"My… My name?" The man looked confused. "My name is Joket Louise Hurtys Hark Garet Ness the fifth. Not much of anything." He looked touched though.

"Well, Joket," Clara said, smiling gently, "thank you so much."

"Get this to him fast. Make the potion quickly… only God knows what will happen if you don't."

With that, Clara walked to the door and exited. Greeting her was Olivious, who looked just as scared as Joket was.

"Is it true?" Olivious asked, her voice again trembling. "Is there really a vampric timelord?"

"Yes, and he's my best friend." Clara replied, her voice cracking slightly. "I'm sorry, I need to go. It's urgent." She ran for the door to the building and threw it open revealing the great sunlight from Barcelona. Clara allowed it to fill her with energy. After blinking several times, she spotted the blue box in the distance, and started running towards it. Nothing tried to stop her, nothing blocked her path, as if they knew what was happening.

She reached the TARDIS and stuck her hand in her pocket, feeling around for the key. She found it, drew it from her pocket, and shoved it in the keyhole of the TARDIS. Turning it, the doors gave a small clicking noise and opened. Being sure to whisper a small "thank you," she ran inside. Deciding the kitchen was the best place to store berries, she walked in the hall, and to the first door on the right.

The kitchen was massive, as was everything in this place. Massive, but empty. That struck Clara as odd, but relieving. She placed the berries on a table, looking around. Everything minus the ingredients and the cauldron she would need was places around the kitchen, easily spotted. She familiarized herself with the magnificent place, and then exited. Now, thinking more, she had to visit six more places… Olopia, Spakro, Neoplitious, Gastroluville, Hudolphs… and somewhere Clara didn't know. Who does the Doctor care about the most? Clara thought, thinking of some long-lost people, from what the Doctor had told her. However, she didn't spend too long thinking. She ran to the controls, typing in a second set of coordinates.

"Alright… next stop, Olopia!" She pulled the lever, and the TARDIS gave a satisfying jerk.