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"Bring. It. On!" Bellowed the Oncoming Storm to the evil counterpart of the Doctor.
The dark Doctor's malicious green glowing eyes blazed demonically, exploding all the way through the purple fog of the Doctor's intoxicated mind.
The Storm's hazy globes narrowed as the spiteful time lord launched himself towards the destroyer of Galifrey – roaring in the ancient baffling tongue of the deceased planet.
"Ch'ni ilnoit ravawr ouyrix ri irisils!"
"I'd like to see you try, Lucifiris…" exclaimed the Oncoming Storm – easily seizing a hold on the evil being's gullet and piercing the oesophagus with the snowy aura that had come together to form scythe-like claws.
Black blood seeped from the scraped gorge and feeble croaks were the only thing that managed to escape from the scrawny creature. It tried hard to slash at the pale face – only once succeeding – but even then, it was unable to draw a sliver of blood. The Storm smirked.
"Face it. You're alone, Lucifiris… Always will be. The Doctor will never give into you ever again!" He shrieked.
The Oncoming Storm finally let the evil incarnation crumple in a heap on the now clearing area of the mind. The mist receded to a dark depth that would be hidden for a certain period of time. Maybe for all eternity.
Now the next problem would be removing the deity from the parts of his intellect. Or it was going to be the repeat of previous events gone wrong.
Another catastrophe.
And worse still – the companions were still stuck in the wrong time.
Ch'ni ilnoit ravawr ouyrix ri irisils! – Translation and Pronunciation. Commas indicate the next word.
Pronunciation - (Ch-knee, ill-no-it, rah-vah-war, ooh-ricks ree, eye-riss-ills!)
Translation - I'm gonna slash you to mincemeat!
How was that? I did a translation and had some fun - don't tell me not to kill people! That still has to happen! Review as usual fans!