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Rose Tyler – Time Agent
By Tangerine Alert
Chapter 1 – RT: Time Agent
Rose Tyler was running, she wasn't running for no particular reason, she was in fact chasing someone to make sure he didn't for one thing die, for another thing get killed and just for a third, escape.
Rose pulled both her stun pistol and the scanner from her belt as she ran round another corner of the silver city.
She was in fact in the deep past, a past that by all rights her assailant shouldn't have been able to reach. It was an old, a very old Dalek city, and her target was a low level temporal fraud.
As she rounded another corner she saw his back.
"Stop, Time Agent!" He just kept on running. "As if that ever works." She muttered to herself, they, those few that were time agents had been instructed to call out that, to try and stop those that they pursued without lethal force.
Rose took aim at the man and fired, the stun bolt flew down the corridor as she was running down it, hitting the man in the back and making him fall flat knocking him into further unconsciousness.
Roughly grabbing him she activated the transmat in her ship and they disappeared.
Securing her prisoner she set the controls for base.
Rose smiled looking down at the controls, her ship…her ship wasn't anything like the other two men's ships that were once in her life.
Her ship was once from Ornithon, it was a temporal vessel, and had easy enough to use controls, and a few extra dimensions, a bit like the TARDIS she'd thought to herself when she'd first encountered them.
The TARDIS…
"Come here….I think you need a Doctor."
Rose saw the Doctor step forward, to release the heat, the power from her, she felt the power, the energy of the vortex jump inside the consciousness of Rose Tyler, Rose felt it inside her, she knew so much, Rose had just saved the Doctor, he had seen so much, died so many times, this life barley lived…and he wanted to sacrifice himself…for her…she didn't want that…the energy of the vortex agreed, Rose jumped back away from the surprised Doctor and shimmered away in a spray of atoms.
Rose had 'arrived' on a space station in the orbit of a star much like Earth's, this was as she later found out the HQ for the Temporal Powers Agency.
They didn't recruit, coerce or force anyone to become a time agent, you had to choose to become a time agent, and then only a very select few could handle the stresses placed on you mind and body travelling through or corners and spheres of time and space.
They had also said they could take her home, back to 2005, England, her mum and everything, that was after she'd explained where she'd come from.
Rose had really thought about it, returning home or even to the Doctor and Jack…but she felt something lingering in the back of her mind, something she, she could call on and ask. It was the last vestiges of the vortex, some part of the vortex and the TARDIS, something like that.
She wanted to stay, to help people, stop others, it could help her, but it wouldn't do it for her.
Rose finally found out what that meant when she was stuck in the middle of 1st century of what would become England trying to defuse a temporal extinction device, without knowing what a TED was, racking through her mind she knew suddenly what it was, and how to fix it, and when she had done so, it was like a memory of a memory. When she got back she actually re-read up on it, understanding how buggered she actually could have been.
Rose had been, upon being accepted been trained, physical, mental and other, she had told them she'd travelled in time before, of course she had how would she have got there otherwise.
Everything from weapons training, physical training, mental problem solving, mental games to fool mind probes, tracking techniques through time and space, everything it seemed that not many people came along who wanted to be Time Agents and were suitable for the long term, it turned out that she was.
Rose had started out as an apprentice and within…well time was subjective in this environment, but in a short time she had her own ship, and then had quickly upgraded to her current ship which she'd almost called 'Enterprise' before settling on something traditional, 'The Traveller' a little corny, but it suited her.
Rose's ship emerged near HQ.
"HQ this is Traveller, subject retrieved."
"Dead or alive Tyler?" a man's voice laughed over the comm..
Rose reached over and hit the vid-link.
"Xepto, alive, well stunned, and he fell so a bit of a headache plus a stun bolt on full power…dead? What do you take me for?" She laughed and she brought her ship around to dock.
"Well there were those instances with the Cyber-squad."
"They were in 16th Century France!"
"And the guys trying to embezzle the High Lord Stast?"
"Accident." Rose shrugged, admittedly she'd shot them 7 times, but they had shot her 5 times first, and on her day off. "Fields down."
"Transferring prisoner. He's in the holding cells."
"Great, so how long till the next job?"
"You've got the next 180 hours off."
Brilliant. "How come, I thought there was a problem in the Orion sector?"
"Got sorted…anyways you've brought in a lot of people, said you should have some time off…"
Rose shrugged.
"Fine, won't argue, heading home, contact through my ship should they need anything."
"Will do, have fun on Mars."
"New Mars Xepto."
"When do I get an invite?"
"When you're willing to leave the station." Rose said as she pulled her ship away, she'd already heard all his excuses about the universe ready to flash him out of existence.
The Traveller settled into a high orbit as Rose transmitted her codes and was cleared to land on her estate.
It had occurred to Rose that it was a little odd, considering she used to lived on Earth, and could still do, but in fact lived on a planet known as New Mars, where the population were predominantly… Martians.
Her house sat in amongst the green low lying vegetation of the Martian flora, and was a cross between a cottage and a Martian bungalow.
Rose walked out of her ship grabbing her bag and looking forward to her warm shower, she always enjoyed being here in the lighter gravity and cooler air, even if it left the uninitiated a little short of breath.
Looking at the mirror she had aged, not a lot, and not a lot in comparison to how long she'd been working, she enjoyed the last…how ever many years, she now looked around maybe 22 maybe that, and had been a time agent well a short while maybe 8 years, it was hard to tell… she thought about her mum, Jack and even the Doctor some times.
She had been tempted to go and drop in on her mum…but at HQ the recommended against it, that period was not a fantastic place to drop in on, it seemed the Doctor frequented it, and Rose, while she really liked the Doctor…she still wanted some space, and if Jack was there she may be duty bound to bring him in, but even he, while being a rogue agent was a pretty much non-event, considering his ship was gone.
Rose remembered the letter she'd written and asked someone going to 2005 to post.
Dear Mum,
It's Rose. And I'm not dead.
The Doctor and a man names Captain Jack may come round, they might say a lot of things, they might say I'm dead.
I'm not.
I've….found another job…
I'm not with them….but I'm helping…time, helping stop people from mucking around.
I love you mum, and I will be back some time…I'm just not sure when…
Love Rose.
P.S. Thank Mickey for his help with the whole yellow truck thing, and thanks for that, you helped save the world.
Rose had thought about the letter occasionally and had thought about chucking a similar one in a bottle and throwing it into the vortex for the Doctor, and had then dismissed it.
Now she was dressing up, the High Lord Stast had left several messages for her, and she had dropped in just in time for the latest one, a soiree in the town with him and his mate.
Rose smiled to herself which she did when ever she thought of her life.
Real aliens, a real planet, and real dinner and drinks with fun people.
Stast and his mate Velaar we're normal Martians, but fun nonetheless.
Rose had come to embrace New Mars after several trips here, it seemed a place where temporal criminals liked to hide out, after a prevented bombing and some friendly diplomats she'd arranged for a discreet house to be set up with a pad for her ship, she came to New Mars whenever she had time off.