The cold was intense. The doctor did not feel. Wooden houses on each side, although in lesser quantities, old wood, maybe not very resistant to cold. Outside the Tardis, only calm. There seemed to be no fine line of chaos. Then he felt the heat, felt the fear, felt the sadness and melancholy. He saw the golden eyes exuding fear and fear at the same time, only a mask. Her long hair moving with just the touch light wind, so blond that bordered to exaggeration. His clothes were a rag, but she did not feel cold. In his hand he carried the collar of a military shirt. Deleted lilac eyes. Then the body fell into the snow and the cold hugged him.
- No ... Not again ...
A tear fell, a golden, and right there in the eyes dissipated.
- Doctor.
They stared at each for a long time. The cold only served as a stage, a cold stage. Snow soterrava increasingly the body Adri Pooler, his eyes being buried every flakes fall. The doctor then started walking slowly to the girl with golden hair. After slower than halfway became faster and then he slipped in the snow and supported her shoulders.
- Wake up, Susan.
Her hair fell until they are short. The golden eyes became green. The fear is gone, came to grief. She hugged him stronger.
- We Will.
When less noticed, his back ached. Against the Tardis, his head too. He saw the fear and dread up. The eyes staring at him in soul background. Then everything went black.
... ...
It was raining. It was a fine rain, almost comforting. The doctor walked by her calm, evaluative. Where his feet walked was rough. It was a road in the middle of nowhere. A light fell over that road, like a cannon shot. The road is broken, the power of light would with exaggerated force against the ground, sinking land and whatever was below it. Then she began a reverse process and sucked all the earth. Then the doctor looked at the sky and saw the sun. The moon seemed to be sucking all of that hole. Then the land on which stepped began to shake. Minutes later, he did not even set foot in it.
Get out the moon enters a room, a white room, upholstered. His arms entwined in a straitjacket. You hear footsteps, severe, long strides. The door opened a beep. It was a not-so-tall, thin beard, ever-present smile. He had an evil look, but the Doctor seemed to be looking in a broken mirror.
When he was about to open his mouth, the strange man put his finger to it.
- Spoilers
Then there was the doctor on a cold floor. It was a misty and unfriendly climate. He stood up and wiped his coat. His foot froze, was unprotected. In front, bars, great bars, a prison, at least that's what it should look like. He looked in his pocket and saw the time on the pocket watch. He heard a laser sound.
- AAAAAAAAAAH!
He looked around and started running. Heard more screaming. He stopped suddenly. He saw an old man, face pompous, screaming, shining with golden and red form at the same time.
- Why am I here, Susan ?!
Then the light faded and saw something fall from the trees. A tree burst into flames and the burning smell grew stronger. The Doctor looked away and saw himself. The pocket watch froze. He felt like he'd been punched in the face, slapped, actually. A red door in front, ringer playing strong. Your brain about to explode and then fell near a coffin. Heard singing in glory someone, a song of praise.
- Susaaaaaaaaan !
So, it was all dark. He again saw those eyes.
- Susan?
She said nothing, just looked at him with a confused hatred.
- Look, you're confused, I know you need help, you need me.
- She killed her, she killed my mother ... I killed her ...
- I admit, it was not a good way to celebrate Christmas. I can fix that.
- How?
- I understand everything now. This is only a parallel reality that you created, only. I was pulled by her and that everything except the attack on the beach and the arena, is repeating itself.
- My parents are dead in the other world?
- ...
He felt an impulse against his body and fell against anything face facing the ground.
- You do not want any of that, you're just acting on pure impulse. You not only looked likely you touched the heart of the Tardis. You were for the day 25/12/1997, christmas, I hope. So it
turned out that. You are so powerful that it created another timeline. Just me, you and Adri went through her, fading memories. And here again.
- I caused all this?
- All of us.
- I just caused all this?
- Do you have immense power in his hands. That should kill her, but did not. Leave to kill that curiosity later. This is causing the worst conflict in space-time, is swallowing all, just because of this temporal existence.
- ...
- Please understand. Remember good memories, just them.
The doctor was approaching every sneaky step.
- I remember ... From ice cream.
- Vanilla, piece of heaven, chocolate, strawberry.
- Yes, yes. You paid me an ice cream with all these.
- It was huge.
The face of Susan was getting looser. A green light beam passed behind the doctor, like ink, coloring the environment.
- We beat Daleks, yes, yes, defeated.
- Attack in Chicago, it was interesting. Deceive them with toothpaste.
- Yes, yes.
She gave a shy smile.
- And ...
- And?
Then it all came back to white. The snow hid everything. A smile spread like a dagger in the back. A purple suit man, thin beard and short hair. His blue eyes twinkled with a malignant irony.
- Wake up, Doctor.
His vision darkened. His senses were mad, lost. His vision returned and for a moment wanted to go blind again. Her short hair still, his hidden green eyes, your smile nonexistent. His thin arms on the back of a metal chair, tied, bound, still. Too quiet.
- Susan!
The Doctor then pushed his jacket man aside and approached the Susan's breasts. Nothing could be heard except the audible silence. He looked at the unit next door and saw more and more straight lines. A shoulder weighed on his.
- Doctor ...
He threw his arm to the side and tried to revive her. Then, in a failed attempt, used his sonic Screwdriver. Nothing. The line was getting more and more straight. So the suited man threw back. The same punched him in the face and threw him back again. Doctor, insistent, tried again and the suited man grabbed and threw him on the ground, the key stopped far.
- She's dead, you see.
- What did you do to her ?!
- I, nothing. You caused your order. You did not find it strange hold so much power within you? Both a sleep full of ugly aliens, beautiful women and questionable sexuality of men, or will one man?
- Who are you?
- Look into my eyes, Doctor. Once said that everything can change. His face, his thoughts and ideas, their clothes, their functions, everything but his soul, believe it exists. The soul remains for any metamorphosis. The eyes are the avenues of the soul and through the same, you know who is facing.
The doctor showed a startled face. The Big Ben started making noise. The clock hand crept close to the encounter with the other. Numbers were sung in decreasing order.
- Listen these happy voices, Doctor. They are their salvation, no?
- Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ... six ...
The voices grew every drag the pointer. The suited man walked away and went into his room, dark and strange, secret for everyone. The doctor then looked at the monitor, the line increasingly straight. So Susan, still unconscious began to cry, sincere tears, though few. He walked over and looked her up and down.
- ... Five ... Four ...
He put her on the shoulder, the suited man exhibited a curious look timidly from his room, still behind the wall, its visible head in the door.
- ... Three ... Two ...
The doctor carried it to the Tardis in increasingly rapid pace. The purple suit man then smiled.
- Doctor, Doctor, you never changes.
The Tardis opened and the doctor left her lying on a bed that came from the wall. The clock began to chime. Entered the coordinates, the fires began to burn.
- One ... Zeroooooooooooooo !
Fires burned with great intensity and everyone smiled, clapped, shouted. A new day came every time the sky became brighter. Then the Tardis is gone.
- Happy New Year, Doctor.
The Tardis wriggling on one side to the other, in turbulent increasingly Susan burst into tiny gold particles. The Doctor then crashed into an iron bar and then fell hard on the floor.
- Susan, hold on!
He used his Screwdriver on the island and everything exploded. Susan broke, everything became clearer ... Just heard the silence.
... ...
The room was illuminated. A burning candle left a flash in almost any small room. There was not much there. A blue rocking chair, a wooden cupboard old, still with the natural color. A mirror, which gave him an immense fear. Susan woke, sweaty and dirty, but I felt a strange happiness in his chest. He heard two hits.
... ...
Snowed, it snowed a lot. Her back was rigid, his gaze focused. Sitting on that soft snow, she felt becoming increasingly inert. Then he looked at the tombstones again.
There were the tombstones made of marble, with clumsy letters. The soil that was in front was fluffy and fresh. Until looked lovely at that time. The snow was falling, all fall. His gaze dared to close, but always remained open, staring.
But he remembered, always remembered. He was the doctor, always will be. There is nothing we can not fix.
- Happy New Year, Susan.
The fireworks exploded in mass and the sky was illuminated by different colors. Heard more and more screams. A sense of victory invaded. He left smiling.
... ...
- Susan?
She ran toward the door. An old bald man with broad smile awkwardly. An old woman with old-age appearances, with kind smile.
- Happy New Year, daughter - both shouted in unison.
She hugged her tightly. Were surprised, but returned the act.
... ...
The flames oranges. A blown smile. The photo that burned on local was now colored to some extent. The last thing left was his eyes, but soon the flames hid them. The Doctor was next sitting. His gaze downcast centered in the mirror above it. He looked at the mirror for a long time, with the butt still numb, broken back, felt weak. He has dealt with that, but now was more intense. Your psychological was close to a break. Everything was back to normal, but still felt strange. The Tardis was his usual noise. The Doctor looked back at the mirror.
- For all the time and space ... anywhere and everywhere ... every star that ever was ... Where you want to start, Doctor?
His expression grew more serious, his eyes closed.
- Where you want to start, Doctor?
His gaze was melancholy, but in the mirror saw a bright look. Was startled for a moment saw someone other than him.
- Purple fell good on you.
Then the sound of the Tardis ceased.
- I know who you are.
