Yay, a new chapter! Hope you like it. ;) Sorry about all of the • • • symbols in this chapter, it's necessary! And oh yes...remember how I said this chapter may be a little AU compared to the television show? Keep that in mind this chapter. ;)

Chapter 9: The Girl in the Library

Emily smiled sweetly at me, and I returned it. Then, we both burst out giggling.

"Gosh, what are we laughing about?" I eventually spit out, wiping at some tears in my eyes.

"I don't know," Emily replies, and then her face falls a little. "Maybe it's because we both know of the danger to come."

I nod, and smile sadly at Emily. "So," I start in a whisper. "What do you want to talk to me about?" As if I didn't already know half of it.

"If you haven't figured out already," Emily whispers. "I'm not who you think I am."

"You are Princess Emily of Latia," I nod, and curtsy slightly. "I'm pleased to meet you."

She giggles, and replies, "Yes, I am a Princess. But I cannot say that I am as wise, pretty, or worthy as Evelyn is. Because I am a traitor to my own family."

"Explain," I nod. "From the beginning. Please."

So Emily begins her long story...

"My family was once a very respected, very highly spoken of royal family. Until the war came to our planet, and my father was too afraid to stay and fight." She sighed. "He is a coward, running like that. So my whole family fled in a spaceship, and we landed on-"Earth," I interrupt, knowing what was coming next.

"Yes," Emily nods. "For a while, all was well. We split up, and my father worked as-"The local librarian," I interrupted again. It all made sense now.

"Yes," Emily whispered, and a tear slid down her cheek. "He would call me Lily, to keep our identity secret. And then Jason came."

"And you learned to love humans," I whisper, and Emily nods. "The little girl in the library...all along, it was you. Your family finally got the chance to go home, but you ran just before the ship left, wanting to stay with your friend Jason in his hardest time."

"You were the dog," I murmur. Emily starts to cry silently. "The cat...and he never knew. The only hint you ever gave him was the blue bandana that you're wearing now."

Emily nods, and I wrap her in a hug. "Oh, Emily," I whispered. "The little girl in the library who hid from her alien family, not wanting them to track her down. Not taking the risk to show her best friend who she really is. Why did you do it?"

"B-Because I love him," Emily mumbles, crying into my shoulder. "He was always there. He's my best friend."

"Eventually they found you," I continue. "And now look at the mess you're in! Torn between helping your family, or helping your only friend."

I break away, and Emily wipes her eyes with the back of her sleeve. "But that's not all I need to tell you," She eventually says, her face grave.

"My father tried to poison the King this morning," She admits. I nod. "And you knew. So I helped. But how did you survive?"

"Heh," I laughed. "Time Lady Dawn, at your service."

"That's what I expected," Emily smiled. "That's the only way Jason could've gotten here, is with a TARDIS."

"My father took Marth," Emily continues. "I told him not to. He's doing a DNA swap, Dawn! That's why he needs the King, too!"

I slapped a hand to my forehead. "Oh, of course!" I cry. "He needs the King's DNA for himself, and Marth's for...?"

"My brother, Taran," Emily finishes.

"Got it," I reply. "But he needs them to make a shape shift body, right?"

Emily nods. "So that's what he wants," I whisper. "To start a new Kingdom here on Muforam with no one knowing it's really him."

"Yes," Emily whispers. "But that's not all. He wants the whole family to be a part of the royal family. He's taking all of these innocent people, all of the King's family, and he's going to give us their DNA."

"But the transfusion kills them!" I cry, and put a hand to my mouth when I think of Marth. He could be dead by now. "Oh, no," I whisper.

"Your friend, Marth, he is alive," Emily whispers. My head snaps up and I look for a very long time at Emily, until she finally explains, "Father wants all the transfusions done at once. He has a plan, Dawn. But he doesn't know half of it." Her expression grows angry.

"Emily," I whisper. "Who are you going to be?"

She angrily wipes a tear from her cheek. "I...I...have different plans than the others. I am to donate my body to my father's Master."

"What do you mean?" I ask. "Since when does the King of Latia have a Master?"

"Since he brought my family home," Emily whispers. "They have been following his lead ever since. But he is not trustworthy, Dawn Melody. He takes people's lives away, because with each step he takes, he grows older...and older, and older. I have seen him with my own eyes. And tonight, he will perform a DNA transfusion with me, so that he will stay young forever. He has some power that allows him to live within a body. Like a shape shifter, but he never grows. He's been waiting for the right body, taking those of my family and using them up as if they are nothing. Apparently, he's been waiting for me. "

"B-But," I stutter. "That's completely mad!"

"He is completely mad!" Emily cries.

"I can help you, Emily," I whisper. "I can bring you to my TARDIS and hide you. Trust me, please."

"I cannot," Emily replies, glancing down. "I will not betray my family again."

"Well then I can't help," I apologize.

"But that's okay!" Emily looks up at me, and smiles. "Because I can help you. We may not be able to stop my family, but we can stop my father from taking the lives of these people. I was thinking-,"

Her voice is cut off by the sound of slow, loud, clapping. "Wonderful show, Emily!" A man's voice laughs. I see Emily's face fall as she looks over my shoulder, and I whip around.

There's an old man leaning against the doorframe. "What are you doing here?" Emily growls.

"I am welcome to go where I please," The man snaps. "As for you...it seems your time is up. The transfusion will begin sooner than anticipated, because someone's been a naughty little girl!"

Emily glares at the man, and I grab her hand. "Don't be afraid," I whisper in her ear. "You'll be okay. I promise."

Emily gives me one glance, and replies, "It's been very nice meeting you, Dawn. I'm afraid I must leave, now, though." There is a double meaning behind those words, and her courage makes my heart shatter.

"And it has been good meeting you, also, Emily," I whisper.

Her "master" walks up to Emily and places a finger on her forehead. Emily screams, and falls to the floor. I wonder why her Master is still standing, because if he were performing a transfusion, his body would be the one on the floor.

"Fear not, young one," the old man rasped. "Your friend is not gone...yet. But I am afraid I cannot say the same for what will become of you."

I held in laughter. "Young one?" I scoffed, putting a hand to my mouth to hide a smile. "Oh, I may be young, but not in the way you're putting it. I'm much, much more wise than your average kid, 'master.'"

"Oh yes?" the old man chuckles. "Then what planet am I from?"

"Gallifrey," I reply casually, picking at a little scab on my arm. I could've sworn I saw a flash of surprise flash through his eyes, but it was gone in one second flat.

"House?" The Master asked.

"The House of Oakdown," I stated.

"How do you know of this, child?" The Master demands.

"Why are you here?" I don't answer his question.

"You will answer my question, first," The Master spat.

I cleared my throat. "Sure," I replied sarcastically.

"Enough!" The Master booms. "It is time for you to leave, you ignorant little child!"

"You're scared of me," I giggle. "That's great...you should be."

As I said this, I slowly backed toward the window, and once more glanced at Emily. She's alive, I thought. Just like Marth. And hopefully Dusk.

"Bye bye!" I waved, and fell backwards out the open window. I laughed as I fell, looking at the Master's bewildered expression looking out the window.

First, I reached for my sonic screwdriver, but realized I had give it to Dusk earlier. Deciding to improvise, I grabbed on to a nearby flag about four feet off of the ground, hung from that for a few seconds, then dropped down into some bushes.

Brushing some dust off of my dress, I whispered, "Well, that was risky. But fun."

Glancing up once more, I realized I didn't have time.

Because it was already raining.

Yet I was still dry.

I smiled slightly to myself, and ran inside the castle.

"Evelyn!" I yelled, searching for my friend. Several maids turned to look at me, and even the Queen gave me a curious glance.

I finally found her in the dining room, and she asked, "Whatever is the matter, Dawn?"

"Come with me," I giggle, despite the incredibly dangerous situation we were in.

I pulled Evelyn outside, and she cried, "What's wrong?"

I didn't reply, and we raced out into the field. Lighting flashed above us, and thunder boomed away.

"Sorry, Dawn, but what exactly do you want me to see?" Evelyn asked, breathless.

I laughed, and then explained, "Look up!"

Up. Have you ever noticed that's the one place people never bother to look?

The forest around us was being pelted by rain, yet we were dry.

"Oh my goodness!" Evelyn explained. "What on Muforam is happening? How are we dry?"

I smiled at her, and replied, "The Latia have been plotting this whole thing, using sonic devices to create a safety layer for the force field all around the castle, in the shape of a star. No one gets in, no one gets out. The Latia take all the hostages they want, and they won't even be in their normal form! It's a disguise! You would need all the artillery in the world to fight them off!"

I snicker, and then say, "But that's okay, because you have all the artillery you need: Me."

Evelyn gives me a blank stare, so I say, "Basically...run."

• • •

I had told Evelyn to get everyone in a safe, secret place inside the castle, and she followed my orders without hesitation, because that's what people do. When you're scared, you'll follow whatever anyone says.

I raced down the corridors, looking for the Master. He was my father's archenemy, but I wondered how he got here...for some reason, he seems to always come back. And how did he get Latia powers? The Master couldn't possibly think that he would survive a DNA transfusion without their abilities.

Fear grips me when I realize I haven't found Dusk yet. I looked everywhere in the ballroom, yet I can't seem to find him. I push some negative thoughts that begin to form away, and continue to search for the Master.

I glanced to my left, and a glimpse of silver catches my eye. My head turns, and I find myself face to face with one of the knights.

"Ello there!" I wave as if he can tell what it means. "Just passing by, you know? Have you seen my friend Jason?"

"All life forms other than the Latia will be brought to head quarters," The knight states, and pulls a sword out of its hilt. "You will obey orders."

I was about to pull out my sword and slice the knight in half, but then I thought it through. "All right, then," I laughed. "Take me there. Now."

The knight pushed me forward, and I willingly walked a little bit ahead of him the whole time we walked.

As we walked, I talked pointlessly to the knight about random little things, knowing that he wouldn't understand, or care, about any of it. I just wanted someone to talk to.

Thoughts of doubt started to form inside of my head about this whole thing. Maybe...just maybe, I'll be able to wing it.

But then again, maybe not.

• • •

The knight shoved me inside of a jail cell. "Hey!" I cried. "Take it easy on me!" He held up his sword, and so I added, "Okay, okay, I'm going, I'm going...gosh!"

Turns out "head quarters" were in the tunnels, and there was another cloaking device disguising the doors, only this time it could only be activated by Arane-based aliens and the Latia.

Surprisingly, they hadn't tied up my hands. Probably because they thought I was a harmless little Muforam kid who wouldn't be able to escape. Yeah right.

"Dawn, is that you?" A familiar voice from one side of the jail cell asked.

"Marth!" I cried, and a smile lit up my face. "Where exactly are you? Sorry, I can't see in this dusty little rat hole..." Of course, it was almost the exact opposite. It was very dark in the jail cells, sure, but a rat hole was definitely not the way to describe the rest of the head quarters. It was all very advanced technology, and I recognized some of it was even Gallafreyan.

"Right here," Marth laughed, and I felt hands cover my eyes.

"Oh, hey!" I giggled. "How have you been doing? I'm so sorry I got you into this mess...I only put everything together this morning, and by that time you were gone."

"Don't worry about it," Marth sighed. "Nothing much happened. They said because I resisted I would have to be shot...with something called a tranquilizer gun, apparently."

I snorted. "And how did that go?"

"Painful," He replied. "At first. And then I fell asleep after a while."

"Okay," I nodded. "At least it wasn't too bad then, right? You forgive me?"

"Of course," Marth laughed.

"Do you know of anyone else who got captured?" I question him.

"Hm...No," Marth replies. "It's been very quiet."

"So you must've been the first," I whispered.

Someone screaming in pain interrupted our conversation. My eyes narrowed, and I heard the jail cell door screech open. Someone was thrown on the floor, and I hear a knight say, "You will stay in acquired cell." Then he left.

I crouched down to the floor and carefully crawled towards the entrance. "Can you tell me your name?" I ask. "Who are you? Hello?"

The person doesn't answer me, and so I try to find them. Eventually, I figure out I found one of their hands, and squeeze it tightly. "Hello?" I whisper again, and prop up the person's head with one of my hands. I decide it's most likely a boy, because his hair isn't long like a girl's.

"Can you hear me?" I ask, and check the boy's wrist for a pulse. Sure enough, I can feel his pulse steadily pumping. "Please, just give me some sign."

Suddenly, the figure starts to glow, and little orbs of light surround his body. A small smile formed on my lips, and I let out a sigh of relief.

The figure sat up abruptly, and like last time on Vipera, we smacked heads. "Oi, that sugar rush was even worse!"

I laughed, and Dusk and I hugged. "You've really got to stop smacking heads with me every time you sit up," I giggled.

"Sorry," Dusk replied, and we broke apart. "Hey, thanks for talking to me. When I heard you were there, I guess I felt...relieved. And angry, because they got you."

"Hey, no worries," I shrugged, even though he probably couldn't see. "I let myself get here."

"Why?" Dusk asked.

"Well, because one: I wanted to figure out what was going on, and two: because I had to make sure you and Marth were okay," I explained.

"Oh," Dusk sighed. "Hey Marth." I heard just a hint of coolness in his voice, so I elbowed his ribs. "What was that for?" He whispered.

"Hello, Dusk," Marth says briskly. "So, what do we do now?"

"We wait," I sigh.

"For what?" Dusk and Marth ask at the same time.

"Not sure yet," I laugh. "I'm just kind of winging it."

"You mean you don't have any plan at all?" Dusk exclaims.

"Nope," I pop the 'p.'

"And you're okay with that?"

"Yup," Once again, I pop the 'p.'

"And we're all in plethora of danger?" Dusk asks.

"What brought on the word 'plethora?'" I laugh.

"Hey, hanging out with royal people effects your vocabulary!" Dusk defends himself. "Answer the question."

"Yes, we're in a lot of danger," I replied.

"Awesome," I could imagine his face expression right now.

"Well, you're definitely back," I whisper. "Anyway, for now...we wait!"

• • •

It was about an hour later when a knight came in our cell and stiffly said, "The brunette girl of age thirteen will now be taken for questioning and possible transfusion."

In the last hour, several people had come in and been prepared for the transfusion. I was a little nervous about how I was going to save people this time.

"Well why would you want to do that?" I ask, and a small smile forms on my lips. The Master was afraid of me because of the knowledge I had.

"No questions will be asked." The knight replied, just as stiff.

"Can I have time to say goodbye to my friends?" I asked as innocently as I possibly could.

"Prisoner will be allowed one minute to say goodbye before departure."

"Thanks a ton," I whispered sarcastically, and then hugged Marth first, who was standing next to me. "Be careful, okay?"

"Of course, Dawn," Marth whispered, and squeezed my shoulders before I turned to Dusk who was about five feet away.

We hugged, and when I pulled away, I whispered, "You know, it's funny. Maybe this is your chance to be superman. Remember how we talked about that earlier?"

I barely see Dusk nod, but I continue, "It's kind of dark in here...you know, the screwdriver I gave you earlier should have a light on it. If you flick the switch to setting number four, it should give you some light. Maybe if you point it at the generator it will work even better." I smirk slightly and wink at him, even though he probably can't see.

"How do I know when to use it?" He whispers almost inaudibly in my ear.

"You'll know," I reply. "I promise."

"I'd rather have you promise you'll come back to me looking the same," Dusk mutters.

"Can't guarantee that one, sorry," I smile slightly, and then approach the knight.

"I'm ready now," I state coolly.

"You will follow me or be killed," The knight replies.

We walk out of the jail cell, and I think, Wonderful, the lowest class aliens are ordering me around...just great.

We walk through several rooms, and the light brightens in each one of them. My eyes blink rapidly, and try to adjust.

Eventually, we reach a dimly lit (finally!) room, where there's simply a table...and the Master of course, but I don't count him as a piece of furniture. I should, though...that's a much as he's worth after he's tried killing my father so many times.

I sit in the chair across from him, lock my fingers together as if I was holding hands with someone, and then said, "So...what's up?" I smirk slightly as I watch his calm expression falter a little.

"Tell me, child," The Master rasped. "Who are you?"

"Elizabeth Smith," I replied coolly.

"Liar!" The Master cries. "I can see it in your head! Your name is Dawn Melody!"

I sneer, and then watch as his face turns from confusion, to regret, to surprise, to realization. "I was wondering when you'd catch on," I laughed, propping up my feet on the table.

"You are a Time Lady?" The Master asked. I nodded. "Impossible!" He booms, and then continues, "If so, why are you traveling so young?"

"I had a good teacher," Was all I reply. I suddenly realized that I was face to face with one of the last of my people, and I was filled with a sense of...security, somehow. "What does Gallifrey look like?" I whisper, a puzzled look on my face. My mother had never explained it to me.

"You've never been?" The Master asks.

"When I was very small," I replied. "But I don't remember it very much."

"Well...From the planet's surface, it boasted an orange sky and trees with silver leaves. They reflected the morning sunlight, making it look like the forests were on fire. There were also green forests, golden fields, and red deserts. It was the most beautiful planet I've ever seen. Any Time Lord or Lady, even you, has the right to know what it looks like if they've never seen it," The Master explained, and I was touched by the ending sentence.

"Thank you," I whisper, and try to picture Gallifrey. His description triggers some of my old memories, and I sigh. "It's so beautiful."

"Too bad it's gone," The Master murmurs. I carefully hide all of my thoughts about Dad before he reads them in my head, because I know it's Dad's fault. Of course, it was the right decision, but why did everything have to go to such waste?

"I will use your body!" The Master exclaims suddenly.

"Sorry, what?" I ask, completely surprised.

"I will use your body for the transfusion!" The Master explains. "Instead of the girls. You are a Time Lady, so I will still have a brilliant brain...well, better than a human's or Latia's, at least."

I purse my lips, realizing he just technically insulted me.

"I don't see how I can escape," I lie. "But you can use me on one condition."

"As if you have a choice," The Master scoffs.

"As long as I know the Doctor, I've always got a choice," I snap, watching in amusement as his face turns to fear, and then back to a sneer.

"Know of the doctor then, do you?" He asks.

I smirk, and reply, "Yup. And I know how to contact him immediately. We have a special connection like that, you know." Lie, a little voice inside my head says. But the Master doesn't detect it.

"How do you know him?" The Master asks.

"That's for me to know, and for you to never figure out," I laugh humorlessly.

"How do I know you're not bluffing?" The Master questions.

"What if I'm not?"

"Then...the Doctor comes?"

"Best not to test me then, huh?"

"So," The Master finally sighs. "What's your condition?"

"I know you're just in this for yourself," I mutter. "You'd never give a whole kingdom away to the Latia. So you're going to let them all go, live in peace. And you won't lay a finger on my friend, Dusk. He knows exactly how to get the Doctor, just in case." Lie.

"And what's in it for me?" The Master asks.

"You get me," I reply.

"But you're going to try and escape. I can see it in your head!" The Master yells.

Crap...I just hope he doesn't-"Ah," The Master suddenly.

DAWN! I yell inwardly at myself. Why the heck did you just think about that!

"If you try to escape," The Master chuckles. "The boy dies."

"Fine," I whisper, and a tear slips down my cheek at the thought. Maybe I wouldn't be able to escape this one.

"Come along, then," The Master laughs. "Your friends will also watch you suffer..."

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