I am TERRIBLY sorry for the very long wait! I didn't actually finish this chapter, so the little tidbit I included in the last chapter is NOT in this chapter, but I felt so bad that I had taken so long that I decided to just post what I had and be done with it. Here are the reasons it took me so long: I'm very busy with homework; I had a bad case of writer's block; this chapter includes scenes that were hard for me to write, because I had to describe the pain of one of my favorite characters...what do I mean? Read on, my friend, read on...
But before I begin, I would like to thank all who have commented on this story. You guys are the best!
And without further ado...Through the Time Vortex: Time Energy!
The Doctor and his friends stepped out of the TARDIS one by one. A man with red hair and a woman with dark hair and grey eyes stood waiting for them. Both looked solemn. The man's green eyes brightened as he saw the Doctor.
"Time Lord," he grunted, his stern expression ominous.
"Yes, hello," the Doctor said brightly. "I'm the Doctor. Have we met?"
"I've met quite a few of your kind," the man grumbled.
"Have you?" the Doctor was shocked.
Ahsoka suddenly spoke up. "We're in the Jedi Temple," she said loudly. Perhaps they hadn't moved, after all? No, they definitely had. This version of the Jedi Temple was…different. Almost spooky.
"We've travelled back in time," the Doctor muttered to Ahsoka. Ahsoka nodded, trying to get her mind around the concept. They were in the same place, but a different time.
The man with the red hair spoke again. "My name is Daar. Can you help me?"
"Well, that depends." The Doctor walked up to Daar, studying him intensely. "What do you need help with?"
"I…made a mistake." For the first time, Daar looked uncomfortable. "You are a Time Lord. Many Time Lords used to help those like me and Crisna…but we do not see them much anymore."
"No, I'd expect you wouldn't…" the Doctor said softly.
"We need you to erase a person," Daar said confidently. "Make it so that she was never born. Make her disappear."
"No!" the Doctor suddenly looked very angry. "Erase a person? Are you mad?"
"As I said, it has been done before, by those of your own kind! I am sure you can do this. And besides, no one would miss her. No one, aside from Crisna and I, knows that she exists!" Daar argued.
"You're lying," the Doctor growled.
"We've hid her. She doesn't matter. It's just that she's too powerful. People keep sensing her existence, and she keeps reaching out with her power. I suppose some people know that she exists, but that's just the problem. Someone will trace her back to us."
"Who is she, exactly?" the Doctor asked.
"That is not important. Just do this for us," Daar said angrily.
"No!" the Doctor shouted. "Time Lords don't run around erasing people from time because somebody else doesn't like that person! You have no idea…We're more than that!"
"Don't go pretending Time Lords are so innocent, Doctor!" Daar growled. "They have done much harm!"
"What are you talking about?" Amy cried. Daar glared at her but made no comment.
"We should probably go," Anakin said to the Doctor.
"I agree," the Doctor said.
"No!" Daar roared. "If you will not help me, I will help myself! We have learned how to control Time, Doctor—we are not as powerful as you Time Lords, but we understand it, and we can control it. Enough to change her. Enough to make her no longer mine!"
Crisna spoke for the first time. "Daar! We shouldn't—"
"Crisna, you would agree to have her erased from time, but not this?" Daar snarled.
"No, I never agreed to erase her from time," Crisna protested. "You said that it would just take back what we did…that seemed fair."
"You stupid girl!" Daar spat. He turned his attention back to the Doctor. "Come, Time Lord!" He reached his hand out and curled his fist. The Doctor grabbed at his throat as if he were being choked. Amy and Rory looked horrified as they saw their friend slowly turn blue. With a sudden movement, Daar pushed the Doctor into the TARDIS. He grabbed Crisna's wrist, threw open the blue doors, and stomped inside. Amy, Rory, Anakin, and Ahsoka gasped as the he slammed the door shut, and the TARDIS started to fade away…
When the Doctor finally regained consciousness, he was on the floor of the TARDIS chained to the consol. "Hello, old girl," he muttered to the TARDIS as he blinked away his confusion. "Where are we going?" The TARDIS groaned, as if to tell the Doctor that she was sorry she could not help, and then was silent.
Again, not the monster type of Silence.
"Where are you taking me?" the Doctor said loudly as he sat up, staring at Daar and Crisna. Daar kicked the Doctor swiftly. Still weak, he fell to the floor and remained there, unable to get up again.
"You'll keep quiet," Daar warned threateningly.
"I don't think I will, though," the Doctor said. "I'm very bad at that—not talking, I mean."
"Shut up!" Daar kicked the Doctor again. Crisna looked ahead stonily, refusing to see what her friend was doing.
"We need your power, Doctor, and the power in this TARDIS. Don't worry, we're not going far." He released the Doctor from the consol and led him outside. They were in a large, sterile dungeon. The walls were all a blank, dark metal, ice cold to the touch. The place radiated fear.
The Doctor tried not to look afraid as Daar dragged him to the wall and chained him in place. The only warmth in the room was from the TARDIS. It was little comfort, but enough to keep the Doctor looking brave. "So, what happens now? You somehow use the power from me and the TARDIS to create your own Time Energy? Well, you'd have to be very clever for that, and to be honest, I'm not quite sure you are." This time, the Doctor expected Daar's fist as it made contact with his face. Still, he kept going on.
"I suppose it will hurt quite a lot, won't it? I mean, I've gotten electrocuted before, shot, poisoned, even killed. Still, nothing beats having the energy forcibly drained from you. I doubt I'll even live through that pain—and if I do, I really won't want to, that's how bad it will be—"
"Stop it! Make him shut up!" Crisna cried. This time, it was her who tackled the Doctor, punching and kicking at him, but he noticed the tears in her eyes as she did so. "Just stop talking, okay? Stop it!"
The Doctor nodded slowly. Daar glared at the Doctor threateningly.
"Help me," Daar said to Crisna. This was not a request—it was a command. Crisna did not answer him, but adjusted her body so that she was in a fighting stance, and began to move her hands through the air. Daar did the same.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" the Doctor screamed as he felt the power draining from his two hearts. As he had predicted, this was far worse than anything he had experience before. "!"
Amy, Rory, Ahsoka, and Anakin did not know where to look first. "All of Time and Space," Amy said furiously. "They could be anywhere. Why didn't we help him? We were right there! We could have stopped this!"
"Amy, it's alright," Rory tried to comfort her. "The Doctor's been in situations like this before. He can take care of himself. Besides, he's in the TARDIS. He'll be alright.
"Maybe," Amy spat. "Maybe he'll be alright."
"Amy," Ahsoka said, placing her hand on the Scottish girl's shoulder. "Listen. We'll find the Doctor. We'll stop this. "
"How can we possibly stop this now?" Amy asked miserably. "Ahsoka, thanks and all, but I don't think you understand. That machine can go anywhere in time and space. We have no way of finding it. It could be anywhere."
"Not to mention, we're stuck here," Anakin added. "How are we going to get home?"
Suddenly, they heard an earsplitting shriek. It sounded like…the Doctor. The group exchanged glances. "The Tower!" Ahsoka said, pointing to a stairwell.
Amy immediately started running towards the stairs. "Wait!" Rory said. He grabbed her hand and held her back. "We don't even have a plan!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" They heard the voice again.
"DOCTOR!" Amy screamed. She pulled her hand away from Rory. "DOCTOR!" She suddenly hated herself. Why had she been so harsh towards the Doctor before they came here? How could she have ever been mad at him? He was going to die, thinking that she was angry with him. Even worse, she was going to have to watch him die—for a second time.
"Amy, wait!" Rory said helplessly as he saw his wife dash up the stairs. He looked at the two Jedi next to him.
"We'd better follow her," Anakin suggested. Rory nodded, and they were off.
What will happen to the Doctor? Will Amy ever see him again? How will Anakin and Ahsoka help? FIND OUT NEXT TIME!
I apologize for any typos...