HeyHi, yes the ninth chapter is FINALLY up. After about three days, oopsie. BUT NOW I am proud to exclaim that I have finished all my exams so I can now focus COMPLETLEY on this story. There shall be more chapters to come! - There are some darker themes in this chapter, a bit of blood and some violence (and one small sentance that sort of incinuates a sexual scene) so if you don't like that kind of stuff then don't read! :) Thanks for the comments that I got in the previous chapter. I really appreciate it you guys! If I could I'd give you all your own personal TARDIS. Anyways; I do not own Doctor Who but I do own Allie and the Noctrines and blah-blah-blah. On to the story!

Chapter 9

When a child cries

Heavy breathing...

The sound of saliva being banished from one's lips with a cruelly pointed tongue...

Those fangs that came for more and more... biting, slicing, and crying out in pain as the blood gushed from the victim's body.

So much crying...

She'd done enough of it now; every moment with him was just the same. More tears for experiences she'd never had. She was tired of it all.

How it felt.

To know someone without even asking.

But pain ruptured her clouded thoughts, such a deep heart breaking pain that ripped away every part of her very being. Her arms pulled at her sides, attempting to sooth the pain by massaging at her temples. Her arms wouldn't budge; the feeling of rope scorching her flesh as she writhed from side to side on what she could only imagine was some form of wooden chair.

The Doctor, last of the time Lords, the Master... constant drumming, the sound of a Time Lord's heart beat.

"Doctor... Doctor, a lonely child of the Universe." She laughed eerily, her body language one of a drunken child. Her sight was foggy and all she could really see around her were splodges of colour. And a figure... Someone tall, someone angry...

Angry at me?

She raised her finger under the ropes that bound her wrists to the chair legs, "But he wasn't always alone!" she slurred, winking to what she could only assume was the character in front of her.

The Master, get out of the way... what's in your head?

She knocked her head against the air around her, scrunching her face up as if attempting to remember something important. "He wasn't always the last one... there was the Master with the constant drumming... and he di-di-die... he died, he went bye bye lost in the Time War."

She attempted to pull one of her hands free to wave, but it worked to no avail. With a disgruntled groan, she tried to re-focus on the figure in front of her. The strange female with her hands on her hips...

Suddenly, an agonising pain struck her face. The sound of flesh-to-flesh contact as a hand struck her cheek. Her head snapped back into place, the dull pain in the back of her head returning with full vengeance. Allie had to swallow hard as to not lose the contents in her stomach. The world began to fill in once more, her head drooping as the last of her energy seemed to evaporate from her body.

"Where am I?" she choked, her mouth filling with a strange iron taste that sent shivers down her spine.

The female in front of her suddenly came into view... a dark smile plastered on her face. She was tall... wearing stiletto black heels and a black flowing dress to match hanging from her perfect figure. Her hair fell in divine ginger curls, her eyes a deep violet as she watched Allie in great interest from the chair she was bound to.

"I was hoping for more of a fight, I have heard the best stories of you." The woman's voice was sly, her canines larger than any other Noctrine that Allie had seen before. The points of her ears were visible from behind her thick curls as she grabbed one. Twisting it within her grip. The control. She liked the control.

Allie squinted hard, the voices that had been revolving in her head since she had met Amy, Rory and the mysterious Doctor had vanished and been replaced with nothing. Nada, Zippo, zilch... the Noctrine in front of her wasn't thinking; or at least was disguising her thoughts.

"Why can't I see inside your head?" Allie asked, feeling defeated just by hearing her own shaking vocals.

The woman laughed pleasantly as if thousands of chimes were blowing in the wind in perfect harmony. A glorious tune.

"The better question is why can I not hear your thoughts?" she asked, her body twining around Allie as she grabbed her forehead, pulling her closer to her chest. Allie felt her muscles pull uncomfortably as she was forced into the arch of the woman's neck. She still heard nothing.

And the woman heard nothing in return.

"You are simply amazing." The woman said, her claws digging into the sides of Allie's temples as she groaned harder.

The woman closed her eyes, listening intently for any form of thought to leave the child's body, but was left with nothing. "So very amazing... your dormant mind for all those years must have strengthened your powers" she said with wide eyes.

Allie glowered at the woman, her hair was clinging to her face with sweat and her head was barely lifted but she felt a spark somewhere in her chest that told her she would be ready to fight that woman for whatever it took. "Who are you?" she said with strangled vocals, biting her lower lip as she felt her head pound along with each syllable. "Why can't I read your mind?"

"Because!" the woman said, eyes narrowing as she stood tall in front of the teen; twirling for extra measure. "I'm the queen!"

I'm the bloody queen

Allie suddenly shuddered violently within her shackles, her body attempting to rock back and forth in some type of psychotic trance, "No, no, no, get out of my head." She trembled, her eyes scrunching up as she clenched her teeth so hard she was sure they'd shatter.

The woman who had identified herself as the queen cocked her head in slight curiosity, a hand on her hip as if the sudden evil demeanour had vanished leaving a very interested villain in her place. "Interesting. You're still connected to this 'Doctor' even with no physical touch... you have bonded with him."

"I've known him for eleven years excuse me if I've bonded." Allie spat back, the voice of a frightened child soon taking over as she screamed out. Images were flooding through her mind, images she couldn't control. There was too much of a past from this Doctor. Over nine hundred years...

Time War, Daleks, Sontarons, Slitheen, Homo-Reptillia, Judoon, The Shadow Proclamation, Rose Tyler, Rose Tyler, Rose...

Allie took a deep breath, the images beginning to fade once more. Her head was spinning as if she'd just experienced smoking a joint as she came back to the realm of the living. "For a Time Lord his emotions can be so... human." She choked out, her shoulders slumping as her body gave up against the chair.

The 'queen' folded her arms, stroking her chin slyly. "Your telepathy is strong... think of the uses of your powers. Your agility... your strength. You could absorb all the information to take down a Galaxy in one afternoon!" The queen was circling Allie once more, leaving her feeling sick to the stomach just watching her come in and out of focus from where she sat. "You could be our most prize possession, the greatest weapon in the world in the shell of a teenage girl." Allie shuddered as the queen touched her face, her fingers spreading over her cheek as she stroked her delicately.

"And surely if all your other powers have been amplified then that means..."

Allie's ears suddenly pricked, as if her brain was notifying her that whatever the queen was thinking she needed to know. Her mind itched for the knowledge, her skin crawling in anticipation. But no thoughts came. Stupid 'queen' powers.

The queen straightened, her hands clapping together as if she were about to summon someone. "Grace!" she yelled, her voice sounding strict, yet there was some form of softness as she called the name. Allie could only imagine this creature she had called upon held something dear within her heart.

But then she saw who she was...

Amy's head came spinning to focus on the face of Rory Williams, her daft, stupid faced husband that she had married back on Earth. So far away...

Or was it?

That was a shock... she couldn't really remember what had been happening. Why was she even sleeping? She wasn't in bed... she was lying on the cream captain's chair of the TARDIS console room, her neck resting uncomfortably on her husband's legs.

"Hey... wh-what happened?" Amy asked a wide eyed Rory, as she sat herself up, wincing as she felt an awful ache take over her neck area. "Ow, I feel awful!" she protested, her eyes suddenly focusing on Rory, deadly serious. "What did the Doctor do?"

Rory's eyes widened as he glanced around the empty console. "He didn't do anything, Amy you got bitten by one of the Noctrines. Don't you remember?"

Amy's head turned around at such a pace her neck cracked, leaving her with no more ache to which she was relieved by. "No... I do remember. Now... but?" She narrowed her eyes, looking around the TARDIS. "Where's the Doctor?" she demanded, standing up as she stretched out her aching muscles.

Rory stood up with her, holding onto her shoulders; "he went to find Allie."

Amy's face fell. It was always Allie. Was it now always going to be Allie? That little kid who always got into trouble? Was she going to become a third wheel?

"Well let's go and find him then!" she commanded, straightening her hair with her hands as she marched towards the doors.

"Wait!" Rory called meekly after her as he ran to grab her arm, "the Doctor told me to tell you that you can't follow him under any circumstances!"

Amy turned around, her face softening as she looked into Rory's eyes, her hand stroking along his face as he smiled at her in relief.

"It's like you don't know me at all." She grinned, turning back towards the door as she yanked Rory with her.

"But the Doctor said-" Rory stated before being cut off by Amy's finger on his lips, her small sexy yet sly smile taking to her face which in her words meant that she was controlling the situation now. It always did... even in... Other circumstances.

"And when have I ever followed what the Doctor's told me?"

"Well..."

"Never mind stupid!" she mocked as she threw back the TARDIS doors, pulling Rory by the arm alongside her.

And the story is done! Well for NOW. Tune in for a chapter ten coming soon thanks to my newly found FREEDOM. :) THANK YOU again for the reviews, I lubba-lubba-LOVE them, so PUR-LEESE review and I'll give you some AH-MAY-ZING chapters, with more violence (if you want) more words and more fun! :D Ahahaha! Until next time, FAREWELL, CIAO, BUH-BAI! xxx