Dear Readers,
Sorry for the wait between chapters but here is two brand new action filled chapters for your reading enjoyment! I needed a break to think of the perfect way to write the next part and editing. I hope that you enjoy each chapter and tell me what you think! I do appreciate your enduring patience with me. I would like to thank Stephani for all the help in the flow of the chapters. Mostly and especially you my readers for all of your support along this journey. Enjoy this chapter!
DJ Vivian
The Gallifreyan soldiers pushed someone wearing a brown hooded robe and chain shackles into the strategy room, they forced the person down onto their knees in front of the table. Rassilon stood up as Jenny walked in after the guards, smiling pleased by the whole thing. "What is the meaning of this?" Rassilon demanded of his wife, tired of the constant charades that had occurred since the arrival of the Doctor's son. Jenny stepped up to him her smile only grew more as if she was presenting him with a special gift.
"I thought that it was time for our guest of honor to come home to face what he has been running from," Jenny said, gesturing to the guards to remove the hood of the person to reveal the Doctor's stone cold angered face. His eyes were like dark black holes, ready to devour the red robed man. Upon seeing who the prisoner was Rassilon's expression changed to one of cruel delight.
"My dear, you have done very well. Hello Doctor." The President said as he circled around him like a prized stallion being sold. "How the tables have turned," he said, amused that the Time Lord was now where he should be and better yet, he didn't have anyone to save him. The Time Lord remained glaring at him in true unhidden hatred. Rassilon only laughed enjoying the moment of victory. Crimson red was all the Doctor could see but knew better then to react the way his old rival wanted him to.
"Yes, the tables have turned but I don't think in the way that you expect, Rassilon," the Doctor spat in his face coldly, not showing any kind of fear towards the man. "Believe me, you haven't reached victory yet or will you ever reach it." The Doctor said, watching a hidden flicker of fury flash across Rassilon's eyes for a second. "Hit a sore spot, didn't I?" Rassilon ignored him as he went on thrilled to tell anyone who was listening or not of his next course of action.
"Today will be the day of reckoning for the Gallifreyans," Rassilon said to the members of the Council as Jenny took her place next to him. "After this day, will be the beginning for a new era for Gallifrey, when the Time Lords rightful take what is theirs." The Doctor had heard enough, he rent himself out of the guards grasps and stood up. So this was why he was brought there to see a race die but not this time, if he had any say in it. He marched passed Rassilon to the head of the table and braced himself on his arms.
"Do you truly think that murdering the race that had given us the trail to where we should be is right? Who are we to dictate when their expiration date should be? When did playing God become such a rush? I thought that we were protectors of the universe and all innocent lifeforms from anything that tries to destroy it?" The Doctor said, challenging Rassilon to defy him. Everyone at the table was stunned at how the Doctor was boldly confronting their leader, questioning their mortals.
Rassilon held his head up high to show his given power, setting an example. "We are doing just that protecting our home by removing a weaker species. Don't forget the lives that you have destroyed time and time again. How can you justify that being any different than us, Doctor?" He said, returning the implied challenge.
The Doctor laughed in amusement of Rassilon trying to take the heat off himself, he was one of the best deceivers that the Doctor had seen. "I tried to save those lives, many of them chose to hurt those who are truly innocent. I had to do what needed to be done, you should know that. I choose to live by my chosen name and duty to the universe," He said, directly not moving his eyes from Rassilon's. "I can play this game all day." He tapped the table in time of the Master's drums in his head. The dual heartbeats of his own hearts. "You didn't care what happened to Koschei, he could have a great man if you weren't using him as a weapon." The Doctor growled, he didn't care if he was going to far at this point.
"The Master was a great man and he was on the verge of success before you took it all away, Father," Jenny practically spit out the last word in disgust. This hurt the Doctor deeply because he still saw so much good within Jenny but she chose the path of misguided evil. "You took away what he was truly meant to be." The Doctor held back the rage that threatened to leave him.
"Do you truly think that he wouldn't have turned on you after he attained his idea of victory?" The Doctor said, now facing his daughter his voice level. "Trust me, Rassilon is going to do the same thing, once you have served your purpose he will toss you away like a piece of trash." Jenny marched up to him her eyes burning like blue sapphires.
Jenny stood and took her rightful place by his side. Everything was falling into place and finally her father would pay for the pain he had caused her. "How dare you say that about either of the men that I truly love because you were just jealous of what they had, when you were alone," Jenny said, piercing a hole through his soul with her expression. "You were the one that tossed me away like trash, you left me behind." Jenny said, cutting him deeply by her words but he understood how she felt that way when he left before she came back to life.
"Jenny, you know as well as I do that I would have never left you, if I ever had the slightest feeling that you would be revived." He tried to reason with her hoping that she would see the truth. "I see that light still inside of you, don't let Rassilon take the last bit of good from you." He pleaded with his daughter almost begging her.
"Why should I believe you when you got through companions left and right? How am I any different? At least, Rassilon has fought to keep me by his side as his wife." She said in complete disdain of the man that she once admired whole-heartedly. "There's once more thing, Father dear, I created the flux in the vortex causing that pathetic girl to be placed in another universe and my useless brother here. Of course, you ended up in your grave." She said in a delighted twisted tone before she went on. "Before you killed the Master, he showed me how you were the one that would save the Gallifreyan race from death. I knew that I had to stop you, I separated you from your precious companion and son keep you away until it was time," She said, smiling as she took Rassilon's arm proudly. "My new husband was more than willing to help me." Her husband returned the glance.
"Yes, I was. See, Doctor, she can't be persuaded to believe your fairytale lies," Rassilon said, smiling down at Jenny fondly and assuming that he had the upper hand. "Now for the reason that you have come to the beginning to my wonderful kingdom." He said, looking out the window that over looks the city. "In a few moments all of those people along with your son and pathetic friends will be executed." Ryder and Emma are here too? The Doctor thought silently as he strained himself from releasing his pinned up fury on Rassilon. "At this very moment, both the Time Locks and Sky Trenches are being lowered to make way for the executioners." He said, turning back around facing the Doctor in demented joy. Leaving the question of who it could be to the Doctor to ponder and fret over.
"Daleks," The Doctor growled as his anger began to seep through his hardened exterior. "Decided to start the Time War early then?" He said in dark sarcasm towards the other man. Rassilon chuckled softly finding the Time Lord's assumption rather enjoyable before replying.
The red robed President began to make his way around the table. "No, something that would make sure that the job is done properly," Rassilon was now halfway away from the Doctor. "Cybermen." He said as if revealing the perfect idea. Anger was all the Doctor felt as he was grabbed again but the guards.
"It's a fixed point in time, you can't rewrite one! You made that rule!" The Doctor said, struggling against the men. "I'm here now, so what does that say?" He smirked now. "You are putting this into motion," He laughed manically at his sudden idea. "By doing all of this and bringing me here. Ho oh! You are writing it as we speak!" The Doctor said, thrilled by the news.
Rassilon remained silent for a moment now irate with the Doctor's constant betrayal of his people. He was the President and responsible for Gallifrey's continuing evolution. The Doctor's game needed to end immediately. "Send them," The President said, clearly fuming. Fellow council members looked at him in horror. Most of them hoped that he wouldn't give the order for something so drastically destructive.
"Yes, send for the Cybermen. So the people what kind of man you are," The Doctor said, sardonically annoying the man more. Rassilon went back to his announcement. "Perfect!" He said, egging the man on. Jenny decided to take over to show that her mind had not changed. Nothing or person was going to take this away from her. She worked too hard for this to fail.
"You heard the President, he gave the order to send in the Cybermen to begin the extinction of the Gallifreyans, paving the way for us Time Lords." She said, sharply and intently. "Isn't that what we have worked so hard for? They are unwilling to evolve like we have chosen to do. They are the weaker species and we must show them that Time Lords will prevail!" Jenny concluded powerfully as Rassilon looked at her in true pride.
"Yes, Lady Mistress." The same man said, fearing her wraith that would come from any sort of disobedience against her or the President. "You are right, it is the way of nature. The Cybermen shall be summoned to begin the necessary genocide of the Gallifreyans." He said, standing to follow orders.
Jenny smiled victoriously as the man left the, room. "Let it be known that the true Gallifreyans will rise to our rightful place. Time Lords will finally be the only rulers of time and space." Jenny said, causing mutters of agreement to be heard from the table. Then the Doctor and all of his men came tumbling down. Jenny thought in amusement to herself. "Now, take him outside so that the Gallifreyans can see the man that is responsible for their deaths." With that, they threw the hood back, covering his face again and walked him out of the room to the awaiting crowd of un-expecting Gallifreyans.
The Time Lords disappeared into the growing crowd in front of the citadel. Ayliah pulled Kymber through the packed streets to see where they had gone. The dark-haired Gallifreyan woman caught a glimpse of Ryder's black leather trench coat within the traditional wear of everyone else. He caught her eye but silently told her not to draw any attention to themselves. The last thing that Ryder wanted was Rassilon noticing them again and resulting in arrests. Ayliah seemed to understand what he meant. Their eyes turned to the front as the crowd cheered suddenly.
They all saw Rassilon slowly descending down the steps again with his arms opened as to show his mocked compassion for the Gallifreyan. Ayliah couldn't help questioning his purpose for addressing the Gallifreyans this time, which worried her even more. The young woman now saw what the Doctor and Ryder in Rassilon. His heart and soul was filled with pure darkened evil. She only hoped that Kymber could see that too but knew that it was hard to break because it was all they were taught to believe whatever Rassilon told them.
A few rows down, Emma could feel the anger waifing off her husband while he stared at the brown robed hooded person being forced down behind the President but two soldiers. The hood concealed their identity. The young Time Lady felt for whoever it was, being captured by the horrible man. Ryder reframed from charging the man as he found another victim to toy with, since Emma hadn't given the President what he wanted.
The President greeted the curious gathering that surrounded him. "People of the beautiful planet Gallifrey, I come to you not only as your leader but as a fellow citizen. Like you, I care about any evils that could threat our home," Rassilon's voice thundered over the crowds, he paused now attaining the full attention of his adoring audience. The guards behind Rassilon forced the brown robed person in chains to the front to their knees. "Such a threat has been brought to my attention earlier this morning, hidden amongst us for centuries. Today, I bring him to you."
Nausea took over Emma with an unbelievable force, he was going to turn the entire planet of Gallifrey against them. "Because of this terror, history has been ripped apart and rearranged. You are probably asking yourselves what could be so destructive? One person has such powers of destruction." Confused mutters broke out like a virus amongst the people but soon silenced. "This threat was once like us but he betrayed his own people to be the protector of the planet Earth. Now, he has returned with his brainwashed companions to overthrow our race." Horrified responses exploded unaware of the victorious smug smile that lightly colored Rassilon's features. "This rouge Time Lord calls himself the universe's friend and says that he doesn't mean any harm." Rassilon warned them, feigning sincerity and warmth.
Now, they knew who the prisoner was...the Doctor. Rassilon was parading him around like a newfound animal. Ryder's blood boiled as Emma tried to hold him back but at the same time understanding the reasoning behind his need to lash out against the man. They couldn't just yet, reveal themselves too soon. Who knew what he would do to the Doctor. The young man couldn't take anymore of this when he moved passed his wife to where Rassilon stood. He honestly didn't see anything else but blood red fury towards the man. Aliyah stared as the young man boldly confronted the president in front of the crowd of people.
Ryder was finding it harder and harder to control his bubbling temper towards the President. "You mean someone surprisingly more dangerous than you, Rassy? I never thought that was even possible. But that's who you are the kind loving president and always concerned for the innocent people of Gallifrey," Ryder said, mockingly and moving to the steps. "That way, you won't be blamed when everything goes to Hell, right? Making my father your scapegoat." Ryder shook his head and making a disapproving clicking sound with his tongue. He tossed his screwdriver repeatedly. "Brilliant!" He added in a dark sarcastic tone. "Blind-side them, nice choice." Ryder said, boldly taunting the red robed man. "Pity, that won't be the last time, give it a good few thousand years." Ryder said, a soft laugh came from the hood of the prisoner. "Then you screw over the Time Lords." Rassilon stared at the young man in great disdain, knowing what he was getting at. "Even better your own creations, ironic isn't it?" Ryder spat at him.
"I am warning them of Gallifrey's biggest threat yet, of course you know him quite well." Rassilon said, hinting to something in an extremely wicked pleased tone. Ryder pretended to be unfazed by Rassilon's twisted games. Ryder paced himself while circling around the small group. He had hit a sore spot but that wasn't going to stop him.
"Oh the biggest threat yet? What could that be?" Ryder said, feigning true interest. "You mean the Cybermen? No, they aren't much of a threat are they? Oh, maybe the Daleks! No, because they come during Time War...opps. Spoilers." Ryder said, placing his screwdriver against his chin feigning thought. "Wait, do you mean the darkening clouds of the Oncoming Storm? The Predator? That alone is very scary..." Ryder purposely left his words hanging, almost as if he was expecting someone else to pick up.
A familiar voice issued from underneath the brown hood. "But you know what is scarier than all of those combined?" The prisoners hand subtly move through one of the side before he slowly stood. He kept his head down for awhile longer. "The true fear that strikes your heart...me." With that the man removed his hood to show his true identity as the Doctor. Both Time Lords aimed their screwdrivers at Rassilon's chest. "Forgot our previous conversation, dear ol' Razzle Dazzle? Didn't fancy this happening, did you?" The Doctor said, his anger was leveled for now. He flung the robes to the ground revealing ragged clothes from the prior crash before he stepped up to his long time enemy.
"Actually knowing you, Doctor, I did expect this kind of child's play from you," Rassilon returned the retort with equal venom. "Always having to play hero to cover up what is truly inside." As fast as lightening the Doctor's nose was now barely touching Rassilon's seething in pure fury. "Should I continue?" Rassilon taunted him in pleased victory.
"I may have made some terrible mistakes in my life but I can admit to that," Each word carried the weight of the Doctor's rage that poured out of his lips. "You on the other hand, can't admit to any because as we all know you are flawless." The Doctor said, in dry coldness. "At least, I don't force innocent people to become something that goes against nature." The Time Lord growled, only receiving a smirk from Rassilon.
"Her fate had been predestined as we both know," Rassilon said cruelly as he eyed Emma, who was standing next to her husband. "You never favored the truth much, Doctor." He plunged an invisible dagger into the Doctor's stomach causing a crack in the Doctor's internal wall to keep his emotions at bay. "Jenny did a brilliant job of leading you on...You are the reason that the young girl is like this." Both young Time Lords glanced between the Doctor and Rassilon.
"No, I would have never done anything that cruel to her," the Doctor spat nastily at the man, who stood with a satisfied smug smile. "I have a heart, two in fact. Two more than you have." The Doctor's eyes dangerously flashed, Ryder couldn't help wondering what Rassilon meant.
"We never used the Gallifreyan girl's blood for the creature's transfer, why would I? She would be merely half Gallifreyan. We used something better, your blood..." Rassilon said, as if revealing a grand scheme that had been in the works all this time. The fire worked its way throughout the Doctor's body. "When you crashed on Trenzalore, my dear wife took enough blood from you to do the transfer. Perfect way for you to destroy the one thing that you cherish so much." Rassilon laughed softly and mockingly allowing the news to settle. "In reality this is your fault that the pathetic human girl is the light of Gallifrey. Just another to add to the list." All the Doctor could see was a deep blood red, he willed himself to step away instead of doing what he wanted for so long.
"I wasn't the one that tormented and tortured an innocent girl because I have a God complex. If anything, I helped one of the universe's stars shine brighter than ever before. The only fault that I had in the whole matter was that I helped create something absolutely amazing," the Doctor said in full conviction. "Don't try me, Rassilon. You haven't seen what I can really do." The Doctor gritted through his teeth. His hearts ached for what came of the girl, which, his focus went to. He went to turn away and pulled Emma into a tight embrace. "I will fix this, I promise." He whispered into her hair softly begin reminded of the bond that he and Susan shared.
She knew that he didn't have any part of her rebirth as a Time Lord, therefore, she understood his dwelling pain that grew inside of him. "It's alright, Doctor," Emma replied, holding him just as tight. The Time Lord felt that he didn't deserved her honest compassionate love.
He closed his eyes against the regret that consumed him completely. "No, no, it's not," He said, resting his head on her head. He didn't want to let her go in fear of something worst occurring due to his unknowing consent. He stroked her hair, trying to comfort himself. He hadn't felt this bad since Clara had died the second time because of the Ice Woman created by the Great Intelligence.
Her warm hazel eyes looked up at him in so much respect and love as he softly stroked her cheek in a fatherly manner. "We have bigger things to focus on," she replied, he looked down at her, seeing Clara, Amy, and Rose in her. All of the strong women in his life. Who had the same ability to see the best of every situation that came their way, knowing that helped soothed his hearts a bit. Ryder was surprised by his father's sudden withdrawal from Rassilon's fury as the Doctor kept his arm around Emma while he guided her away.
Rassilon was not through yet, there was still unfinished business. "So, you are just going to let another race die, then?" Rassilon called out in a last ditch effort to further provoke the Doctor. "I want to be sure that is what I am telling them is indeed true." Rassilon picked some more. "How the Doctor turned his back on his own kind because they weren't good enough for him. That the human race overruled anything else to him. The first of many that you will kill." The Doctor stopped in his tracks feeling all eyes on the back of him.
He turned back around to face the man. "The only thing I'm turning my back on here, Rassilon, is you. I won't let them die by your hands," He said, slowly emphasizing his words as he spoke deadly serious. "Trust me when I say that you have stepped over the line. I intend to fight you every step of the way." The Doctor said, making his point crystal clear.
Rassilon laughed mockingly at the Doctor's words. "Do you really think so?" Rassilon said as if the Doctor was a child who told a fantasy story that they believed to be real while approaching the man once more. "Because I highly doubt that possibility but you are more then welcomed to try."
The Doctor didn't back down, he knew all Rassilon wanted was a reaction from him. "Just wait, Rassilon, and you'll find out," He replied evenly before going to walk away again. His blood was beyond boiling due to the rage that burned in him.
"Yes, "You'll find out soon enough," Rassilon replied, his eyes on the young Time Lady standing next to Ryder. What did that mean? Was something going to happen to her? Worse than what already occurred to her? The Doctor pushed Emma behind him also joining his son's side
Ryder couldn't hold his silence anymore, he marched back to the President. "What is that supposed to mean?" Ryder demanded of the man, half tempted to do away with him right then and there. He had enough of Rassilon's mind games and twisted attempts to taunt them.
Emma took her husband's hand almost pleading. "Ryder, don't..." She said, trying to keep him calm. Ryder barely felt her presence when he froze in his spot, he wasn't leaving until his question was answered. He wanted to know what else Rassilon had in mind for them, what more was coming their way.
The young woman caught Rassilon glancing at her again but there was a flicker of worry in his eyes among the incredible smugness. He appeared to be expecting something to happen. "Hello, again," Rassilon smiled at Emma. "How are you feeling today?" His fake concern hung on each word, which, infuriated Ryder more.
"Don't speak to her," Ryder growled, his hearts thundered in his ears at full force and he moved in front of her protectively. "You don't have the right to even say my wife's name after the hell and terror that you put her through. So, why do you care about how she is?" Ryder said, his voice trembling as his anger flowed through every limb and muscle. Rassilon only became more pleased by his obvious outrage, Emma tugged on his hand again in efforts to stop the impending explosion.
"I wasn't talking to you, was I? I was asking the lovely lady," Rassilon said, patronizing the young man, digging deeper into Ryder's soul. "Tell me, how are you feeling, my dear?" He repeated in the same tone as the previous time. Emma stepped away from behind Ryder and decided to stand her own ground.
"Much better, no thanks to you," Emma snapped hotly at the man. Ryder stayed close in case Rassilon tried anything to harm Emma again. "Why do you care how I am doing?" She said, stepping towards him, questioning him harshly. "What else have you done to me?" Ryder approached his wife, understanding her suspicions.
Rassilon's expression immediately turned darkly cold. "Your body ought to be rejecting the change!" He hissed furious that his plan had not worked perfectly as he wanted. Why wasn't the girl dead? She should have died mid-regeneration. He thought in utter disdain to himself. From what he knew, the human mind couldn't handle the expansive knowledge of the Time Lords. It would melt from overloading.
Emma smirked a bit concealing her emotions. "Apparently, my body isn't." She retorted back her temper rising even more. "The second question of the day is, why should my body be rejecting the change? Isn't it what you wanted?" She said, unafraid of the man. So, he did want her death as revenge. It all now made sense to her and also making her pleased that it had failed. She adopted the Doctor's stance of presenting someone with a fact.
"She already was part Gallifreyan, Rassilon. Just a sliver but enough to work like a buffer towards the new DNA," The Doctor explained loudly. "So while you tortured her -which you are going to pay for- you did not kill her." The Doctor glared at the man in pure hatred.
Ryder pulled his wife to him protectively while Rassilon narrowed his eyes at the three Time Lords. "Your luck will run out eventually, child. Just like your precious Doctor's has," Rassilon spat, whirling around in a flurry of red robes and stomping off.
Ryder pulled her away, her mind was whirling over his last words. "What did he mean?" She asked the Doctor. "About your luck running out?" The Doctor didn't respond but marched towards the TARDIS instead. Rassilon like with all Time Lords, knew the limited number of regenerations they had. As much the Doctor wanted to ignore the truth, it was now staring him in the face.
"Every Time Lord has a sort of expiration date when it comes to regenerations. Unfortunately, I'm on my last regeneration." He muttered quietly still on edge. He would die after this? How many did Emma have, was that the basics of Rassilon's questioning of her well-being? Finally Ayliah were able to spot the three Time Lords but she sensed that something was wrong.
Emma tried to keep her own fears hidden away. "But you can't be." Emma said, stunned by his words. She always saw him as invincible, nothing could ever stop him but he was now truly vulnerable, almost human in a way. "Can't you get more or something?" She asked, truly concerned for the man.
The Doctor laughed humorlessly. "I am. I've used up all my regenerations. After this..." He trailed off, he didn't want to think about that fact. "After this..." He tried again but nothing came from it causing Emma to hug him in comfort. He smiled being soothed by the simple gesture.
She met his eyes, knowing the answer but wanting to hear something else. "What?" Emma asked more confusedly and concerned for him. The Doctor sighed, having to face the truth.
His expression turned grim as he took a deep breath. "That's it," He said quietly. "I die my final death and by Gallifreyan traditional laws, my body must be burned." He finished gravely as he continued walking to the blue box. He couldn't believe that he had reached this point in his many lives.
"Oh..." Emma said, feeling horrible for him, before she saw what Rassilon meant by her fate as a Time Lord. "Rassilon said that my luck will run out like yours'. Maybe being Gallifreyan won't help..." The Doctor turned to her hoping to stop the collision of multiple destructive thoughts that entered the girl's mind regarding her new way of life.
"No, Emma, it will help. He was trying to trick you," The Doctor reassured her the best that he could. "He is scared because you are proving to be stronger than he thought you were." He grabbed her by her shoulders still seeing the fear in her features. "Truly, Emma. He did that to you to try and kill you but it didn't work." Emma nodded knowing that he was right. She smiled a bit, now seeing the true age in his eyes. "We have to fight fire with fire." The Doctor said driven with true conviction like his battle with the Master.
"So what do we do? How do we save as many people as possible?" Emma asked curiously and mulling over of how Rassilon could be stopped and save the Gallifreyans if possible. The Doctor tapped his screwdriver against his chin as he began to pace in thought.
After listening to everything that they had assumed about Rassilon, Kymber wondered if Rassilon had been correct. "Maybe Rassilon's doing this for the good of Gallifrey," Kymber said, still trying to see good in the man that her family admired and had the highest respect for.
"He thinks he is," The Doctor frowned. "He thinks he's working for the good of Gallifrey, but that's different than working for the good of the Gallifreyans. I know this is hard to take in, ladies, but please try." He looked the sisters in the eyes. They, like other Gallifreyans, had grown up their entire lives hearing propaganda about how good Rassilon was. It was going to be a hard message for him to break. Ayliah stepped forward trusting the man fully but Kymber doubted it all. Rassilon always said that evil came across as good. He did present the Doctor as a threat. "Kymber, can you promise to at least listen to me and think about what I say?" He sighed. Why did he always run into these stubborn women? Ace, Sarah Jane, Rose, Martha, Donna, River, and Emma.
"Why should I?" Ignoring her older sister's pleading look for her to stop. "You could be the enemy?" She folded her arms, Rassilon ever stirred them wrong during his reign.
"Because it's good for your brain to hear both sides of a story," He frowned. "Get you to think critically." He was getting frustrated with the blonde girl, tried to remind himself it wasn't her fault Rassilon was so narcissistic he nearly had her brainwashed. Kymber's expression remained hard and unchanged.
Ayliah tried once more to help her sister see the obvious truth. "Kymber, please...Look what he did to a human girl," Ayliah tried reasoning with her little sister. The blonde girl still kept her silence as she considered everything that they had stated. She couldn't bring herself to trust him.
"Your great great great granddaughter by the way," The Doctor added nonchalantly. "Or some relative..." He muttered to himself while rubbing the back of his neck. How could the human girl be a relative of hers'? Sure, they looked the same but that was it. Kymber stared at him with a confused, open-mouthed frown.
"It's your choice, Kymber," Ayliah said, making her decision. "I'm going to help them." The two sisters continued their stand off, one was willing to trust the Doctor but the other couldn't let go of what she knew. Ayliah had seen the cruelty that Rassilon kept from them.
The blonde young Gallifreyan woman sighed not seeing what other choice she had. "It's a stupid decision, but I guess I will too, if only to say 'told you so' when President Rassilon turns out to be right," Kymber grumbled, folding her arms across her chest in immense irritation of being forced to do such a ridiculous thing. Why was the Doctor so trustworthy? Rassilon saw something else but faith was often blinded.
A reassuring expression crossed Ayliah's face at her sister's half hearted words. "Thank you," Ayliah said, hugging her as Kymber wondered what she had gotten herself into and how much would she be paying for her choices. Suddenly the bow-tied man took off again towards the square inspired by an unknown notion.
