Well, I decided to update early. This is NOT the last chapter. Thank you for the reviews. Enjoy!
Red Dragon
Chapter Twenty
The End of It All
"Please Rose, don't do this. Remember who you are…"
The words reverberated through her head, and Rose felt something beginning to rise in her mind. She felt remorse inside her wondering why she was extracting vengeance in this way. There was another way, she knew.
But it won't save him, the Bad Wolf countered, he will die.
Rose bit her lip hesitating. The Red Dragon hovering in front of her seemed to shimmer and fade slightly.
NO! You must do this. The only way you can be together is this way. You can be happy. Rid of those that pose a risk to you.
Rose found herself looking at Mickey and Martha, frozen in their tracks, unable to do anything. She felt her soul wavering, debating what to do. This is wrong…all of it. I wouldn't do it.
YES YOU WOULD! the Bad Wolf was losing control of her. DO IT BEFORE YOU LOSE EVERYTHING!
Everything seemed to fade as she turned her red gaze upon the Doctor searching his eyes, reading into his soul. She was trembling.
He spoke again.
"How can I love someone that causes me pain and my friends agony?" his voice was barely above a whisper. "Rose, I do love you, but not like this…not like this."
He loves me…but not who I am now…he wants Rose Tyler back…
A tear travelled down her right cheek.
If you don't do what I want you to do then I will be forced to kill you…the Bad Wolf said, And you'll never see your precious Doctor again.
Rose bit her lip, the tears falling more gracefully. A choked sob erupted from her throat. And I'd be betraying his trust if I continued like this.
Do you want to die? the Wolf asked.
Rose shook her head. No.
Then DO it. Kill Flynn.
She looked at the Doctor again. He was in pain…physical and emotional. She couldn't do this to him. She couldn't let the Wolf win. The Doctor had warned her and she had lost control.
I know what I must do.
What? the Wolf questioned.
This…Rose took a deep breath, stepping back from Derol Flynn, and shifting her position so that she was in front of the Doctor's glass cage, reached deep inside herself, summoning all the love she had for him. She felt her eyes change colour from red.
And the Red Dragon changed too.
Instead of a red, fiery one, now was one of a purple, whitish colour. Pure love. And she sent it to the Doctor breaking him out of the prison that had held him for so long. Glass fragments fell and the chains binding him vanished. He slipped to the ground, his intense eyes watching.
"Rose…" he whispered.
I AM NOT YOUR TOOL! Rose bellowed into her sub consciousness. AND I NEVER WILL BE.
YOU LITTLE BITCH! AFTER ALL I'VE DONE FOR YOU, YOU DARE TO DEFY ME? The Wolf retorted.
Yes. Reaching into the core of her being, Rose felt the presence of the Bad Wolf. She saw it in its physically form, a wolf with pearly red eyes glaring with hatred at her. Imagining a knife in her mind, she made herself believe she was plunging it into the creature's heart.
A scream erupted from her. Blood dribbled from her mouth. The pain was too much. She could a scream echoing in her mind. Rose swallowed, and she turned her eyes upon the Doctor.
"I'm sorry…I fail…" she choked, "…ed you." She could feel blackness rising, threatening to overtake her. Summoning the rest of her strength, Rose spoke softly, "I love you."
And then the darkness overtook her, sending her into oblivion.
"ROSE!" Mickey rushed forward, catching her as she fell. He and Martha had felt the power release them. Laying her on the floor he gently checked her over. "She's still breathing."
Martha had gone to the Doctor's side, having forcefully removed Derol Flynn's jacket. She wrapped it round the Doctor's shoulders, rubbing him warm. His eyes were focused on Rose, and both Mickey and Martha could see the love that was pouring from them.
"Will she be okay?" Mickey asked, glancing up at the Doctor.
He nodded. "She's just exhausted."
"What about the Bad Wolf?" Martha asked.
"It's gone. She destroyed it. Well, partly, its still there but she has control over it now." The Doctor spoke softly.
Mickey breathed a sigh of relief, and hoisted Rose up into his arms. She looked so tired, so small, like a child. He allowed a small smile to cross his lips. He cast his gaze at Derol Flynn. "What about him?"
When no answer came he looked at Martha and the Doctor. The Doctor was limp and unconscious, and Martha was checking his vitals. She looked back, catching his eyes.
"He's alright. Just exhausted and dehydrated." Martha pointed to Derol Flynn. "We have to take him into custody. There's no way he can get out of this one."
"Right." Mickey nodded towards Flynn. "Martha, stun him."
Walking over to him and retrieving his gun, Martha aimed it at Flynn after adjusting the settings and fired. Flynn fell to the floor with a thud. He was out-cold. "I'll tie him up." She rummaged around in some draws before withdrawing a thin piece of rope. Wrapping it tightly round his ankles, wrists, thighs and upper arms, she left him laying on the floor. They would alert the proper authorities.
Mickey passed Rose to Martha and hoisted the Doctor up carrying them both away, back to the TARDIS.
They had won, succeeded in their mission, but at a price.
Rose would not be able to forgive herself.
Ever.
To Be Continued…
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Leila-Rose-Bell