~Chapter Four

Something was wrong with the TARDIS. I felt it as soon as Adam stepped in-selfishly, I've been ignoring it. I was too busy relishing seeing the shock on his face, something only the Doctor would do. I shook my head, chasing the memories away, something I had to do constantly. Enough of that for now, I thought to myself. There's company on board.

"So?" He asked, leaning against my console, grinning like a mad man, that I wished he was. "You never answered my question. What are you?" His breath hitched slightly at the end.

"Always with the what," I muttered bitterly, jumping up to the controls. What should I be called? Who should I be? I wasn't Rose Tyler anymore, or ever again.

"Oh, come off with it, you aren't human," he said, a little happily, like this was the most obvious thing in the world.

"What makes you say that?" I danced around the question.

"You look like one of those old Greek goddesses in the legends, love. You act like one, too. You walk and talk with authority that only a queen can have. Your hair practically glows! And your eyes! Like melted gold," He nodded and gestured to emphasis his point. "And this ship is so alien, it's out of this universe. Out of this time," he finished with awe and a sigh, looking around the TARDIS.

I closed my eyes at the compliments. They didn't matter, more so they shouldn't matter. Only one man mattered. But, that didn't stop me from loving being called a goddess. I should be honest with him, but I couldn't. It kinda scared me how accurate he was about the TARDIS. "You're a clever one, aren't you? Do you wanna see something incredible?" I asked flipping a switch and feeling the TARDIS reluctantly come to life around me. We were taking off, and it was amazing.

He grabbed the railing behind him, laughing. "What shall I call you, Mad Goddess of the Alien Ship?" He shouted over the whirring.

I laughed, really laughed. The first time in a while. It felt good. Like flying. "How about you decide, Adam the Scientist of the Alien Bar?" I yelled back.

The TARDIS landed. Adam stared at me for a few seconds before he said, "Artemis. After the Greek goddess. Lady of wild things, belongs to the moon, her brother to the Sun."

Like wolves, I thought darkly. I walked to the doors, and he followed. "Why does a scientist know so much about Greek mythology?" I asked lightly, about to throw open the doors.

"I think the stories are amazing. Rulers of all things, masquerading as mortals," then I opened the doors, and his face was absolutely priceless, and he barely completed his sentence. I laughed, grabbed his hand, and ran for my life, into the two moons of the foreign planet.

~Late One Night~

I was pacing my bedroom that was stripped down to practically nothing, except a bed I rarely used. Great thing about this new DNA, not much sleep was needed. Which meant no nightmares, thankfully.

The TARDIS was arguing with me. Not with words, more with feelings, telepathically, of course. She hated this universe, she wanted to leave now, she didn't like or want Adam on board.

"I don't understand what your problem is," I muttered angrily. "Adam won't do anything wrong, and you know we have to wait until the perfect time to leave. Unless you want to get us all killed. Everything will be fine, you'll see."

She eventually stopped pushing at my mind, stopped trying to warn me of all the terrible things to come, once she realized that I was just as stubborn as the Doctor, the man who stole a TARDIS and ran, just as I was.

~Later~

"I didn't know the police would arrest us!" I exclaimed, laughing. Adam's been with me for awhile now, about a month. I was running out of time, though. We both knew that. At the moment, we were kicking back in a prison cell, on some forbidden planet, where Ice Warriors were stealing weapons, and being generally, illegally annoying.

"Oh, please. You always count on us being arrested," he scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"But, I always get us out. Besides, it's more fun getting arrested," I pointed out, already out of my handcuffs, and working on picking his.

He laughed. "You could get us out of anything, Goldy. That's what you do best," Goldy, being one of his many nicknames for me.

"And don't you forget it," I said close to his ear, his handcuffs falling to the floor. We shared a look, one that said he knew there was so much he would never know about me. I've been getting that look from him a lot lately. It was worrying "Give me a boost," I commanded, standing under the lone, small window in our stone cell. He obeyed, and I rolled out quietly.

Then I saw the dalek, and my heart stopped beating like a drummer who forgot how to drum. "Adam, don't you dare move," I hissed under my breath. I heard his muffled 'what.'

The thing was just standing there. Just... there. It wasn't moving. Just there, in the middle of the field, behind the prison. It wasn't looking at me. I was looking at it. If I didn't know any better, I would say the thing look confused. I felt a hatred unlike any other, burning a hole through my heart. I wanted to scream out at the world. Then I remembered. Daleks are not in this universe. Daleks are NOT supposed to be in this universe. I've checked. How the hell is it here? How? Unless the walls of the universe are so broken down, that it's spitting things out to other places. Which was a lot more worrying than questioning looks.

"You okay up there, Artemis?" I heard Adam ask me. Then I hated myself, because I had no idea how to get past that thing, and I had a human with me, and I still had so many questions. Like, why of all places, why here? Why exactly where I was?

Adam rolled out beside me, and I remembered I hadn't moved an inch, or made a sound. I was probably scaring him. He put his hand on my back, presumably trying to comfort me.

"What the hell is that thing?" he whispered, and I prayed that wasn't fear in his voice. But it probably was. Because this whole situation felt wrong, and I realized, with a sinking heart, it wasn't going to end well for any of us.

I gave him a shaky smile, and stood up just as shakily, and started toward one of the things of my nightmares. I could do this. I could be him, just for a moment.

"What are you doing?" his whisper trembled slightly. I ignored him, and walked on. I could kill the thing. After all, wasn't I a ruler of all things, masquerading as a mortal? Approaching the thing, I didn't have my life flashing before my eyes, so I did it myself. My mum, in the other world, in the world. Mickey, sweet, loyal Mickey. My first Doctor. My leather jacket wearing, northern, first Doctor. My beautiful, puppy eyed, second Doctor. My death in the other world. My husband. My husband dead. Meeting Adam, and traveling almost like how I used to. My immortality. And now. This.

I took a deep breath in, prepared for it to be one of my last, prepared to ask it what the hell it was doing here, then something strange and terrible happened. As if my breath was the signal, it turned. Analyzing me, I could feel it. I sensed I wasn't the one it was aiming for. I was on the no kill list. Or, another way to put it, it acted like I wasn't there at all. Like I was invisible, as well as invincible, and I wasn't wroth even trying to kill. And that topped the worrying list.

I turned in time just to see the fear in Adam's pretty, innocent, brown eyes, then the light in them died, and he fell forward in free fall, after the dalek shot him. I turned again just in time to see the wretched thing disappear, leaving nothing. Leaving no evidence of the horrible, unspeakable crime it just committed.

I didn't react. I didn't mourn. I couldn't even question why it killed Adam, and not me. I ran back to my TARDIS. I did what the Doctor would do, I tried to console myself. I put in coordinates for the stupid bar, where I met the poor, dead,scientist, that for some sick reason, had the awful fate of meeting me. I felt like I had no humanity. I felt detached. I should cry. I should sob. He was my best friend. He called me Goldy, and named me after a goddess. And I felt nothing, except a burning numbness creeping into my heart and mind.

No. I did feel one other thing. I felt bloody cursed. And I wasn't nearly done here. I would travel alone for now, I wouldn't put anyone else in the fire again. I promised myself that. I swore I wouldn't hurt anyone else again.

I broke it. I shouldn't have made the impossible promises.

A/N: Hey guys! I'm excited. A few more chapters until a wanted reunion. Don't for get to review; I promise I'll answer everyone if you do. And thanks for reading.