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Bold is Sin's thoughts, italics are the Doctor's.
Chapter Twelve
"Your a prisoner? Doctor, you shouldn't lie to a man with a katana..." Sin's voice was low and dangerous, his brown eyes seeming darker than usual. The Time Lord put his hands above his head a little, "I just wanted to help people like you Sin!" Donna rubbed her neck, it had purple bruises in the shape of Eva's fingers and her throat didn't feel good either. "Three rules broken, third strike. Your out!" He tilted his head and grinned although the smile looked fake.
"Wait!" Donna interrupted, her voice still loud but raspier, "E-Eva broke a rule too." The second in command twisted her head round to glare at Donna, threatening to strangle her again, but this time to kill. "That's right! No killing if the person isn't on their list!" The Doctor grinned at Donna but his face fell when he saw how worn out she looked. "Donna?" He wrapped an arm around her and gently pulled up her head, shocked at the bruises. To be honest he was surprised that her throat wasn't utterly crushed.
Sin closed his eyes and thought about the situation, The Doctor lied and broke rules, but for our number two to be so violent without reason is wrong too. Hm... But I don't have authority over her. "Your not gonna tell Dad are you?" Eva asked Sin, her voice a little too friendly, "It won't happen again Sinny." Nn... What to do?
"I suppose," he winced at her stare, she could rival her father in intimidation when she wanted, "I don't really have any authority over you anyway do I?"
"That's right, good lil' boy," Eva smiled 'sweetly', "Now, run along, I'll deal with the Doctor."
Kilroy opened the door to where the others were, Jay wasn't with him, he was confined in a small office, writing out how many people the employees killed on their lists. The Reaper's large black hood was up and his face was hard to see because of the hood's shadow. "What's going on?"
"Number twenty seven," Sin tilted his head, "What are you doing here?" The blond Time Lord hated being addressed by his number since he could be higher up in the organization but because of laziness he wasn't very respected. "I was holding the human prisoner, but I see number two has 'taken care' of that." He rolled his eyes.
"Don't insult your superior!" Sin snapped angrily, stabbing the sword's handle into Kilroy, it wouldn't kill him but sent the Time Lord towards a hard wall. Eva grabbed hold of Sin's sword wielding wrist roughly and glared at the boy, "Don't hurt Kilroy, I can do that but this is my time to have fun. Now, r-u-n a-l-o-n-g."
Sin had left speedily afterwards, a little shaken by Eva's words and expression. The Doctor was still staring at Donna's bruised throat. "You didn't have to do that," he growled.
"Huh? Listen, I'm in a really bad mood, you should be grateful I didn't kill her." She stretched out her left hand, the Doctor wondered if that was the hand she had used. What kind of monstrous strength do the people in Detruire have? It's unreal. "Donna are you alright? Go back to the TARDIS," he told his assistant. The woman nodded but Eva looked amused.
"Hee, hee, you think I'll let her?" She tensed her right hand up, a faint crack could be heard. The Doctor ignored her and helped Donna up. "TARDIS is at the front desk, I'll be there soon. Some cream for your neck is in the bathroom, it's called Hiirime." Donna who was still recovering nodded and started to walk out the door. Eva was shocked.
"Did you, just disobey me completely? Gutsy." She grinned, head cocked, lolly pop in hand. The Time Lord shoved his hands in his jacket pockets, the Reaper stayed on the floor curious about what would happen. His black eyes unblinking and staring at the two people remaining in the room. "You didn't have to hurt Donna so why did you do it?" He asked, his face serious and a bit cold. Eva could dismissed the feeling he had the right to be confident and answered calmly, "Fun. I was sad and now I'm happier." She smiled to illustrate her point.
"Fun? People in Detruire think like that? Well let me tell you this, it stops today."
"Haven't you said that before?" Eva smirked arrogantly, her childlike facade was peeling away more and more rapidly revealing a cold and heartless personality.
"Yup, and that hasn't changed. Take me to number one." The Doctor demanded.
Eva appeared amused, "Pft, no. I'll kill you now."
"Now."
