KITG: here the update for you.
Chapter 11He ran, over the charred ground. Fleeing the terror he had created. He gasped as the shadow moved, blocking out the dim sunlight. He tripped and fell, wind knocked from his lungs. But he could not stop. To stop meant death. He clambered to his feet, the manor in sight before him. Finally the door handle was in his hand and he was wrenching the door open. Inside were his maids. Upon seeing the beast outside they fled out the back and down the moors.
He raced to his room, seting the manor to shut down, the protective shutters clamping home. Yes he was safe, safe from the black dragon.
"Did you think you would escape our wrath?" he looked round in his dark office, seeing a form he had only seen from pictures and family archive's. It was an ancient. One of the original people of this world. In fact it was their shaman. The one that had cursed his forefather, saying his bloodline would fall to the Sultarrvec, and it would be his descendant who created it.
"Make him stop old man!" Melchia roared at the apparition.
"I am afraid, you have done your work too well. I have no control over the last Sultarrvec. He is more powerful than we could imagine, and you have created more evil in him than intended. He will serve his purpose, and you will die. But our energies must be spent to stopping him after the deed is done." With that the image faded.
Melchia tried to find a weapon, something even as he felt the house groan under the weight of the Sultarrvec.
"Where are you master?…..come out and play" the deep draconic voice, tainted with madness and evil. He felt his skin crawl and shiver in the face of such blackness. This was evil incarnate. The destroyer of worlds.
He heard the flap of wings as his once pet, now executioner took to the air. He heard then the roar of flame as black fire engulfed the building, the heat more intense than the sun flash of morning. He saw the metal shutters warp and melt before him. He screamed as he saw his flesh doing the same, pain beyond pain, yet he still lived. Some force keeping him here to feel every moment of it.
"What is wrong master…does it hurt?" then there was nothing, as death claimed the last of Intali bloodline. The rulers of this world. The miners and refiners of the much needed space fuel.
The Doctor and the others watched in horror as Galen burned the manor to the ground, hearing the screams of Melchia. No one deserved that. He looked on as Galen landed amidst the black fire, the flames never harming him and he roared in triumph. The Doctor felt a chill travel down his spine. He knew something was wrong, but it was more. It was like Galen no longer existed, and in it's place was this killer. A thing that would not stop.
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Rose was knelt by Mizariah, Jack by her side. The young one was dead; her life seeped out from the wound inflicted on her by Melchia. The Doctor knew he would have to stop Galen somehow. But in what way? If this thing was everything it was rumoured to be, then they had no hope. Perhaps if he fashioned a gun, to suppress the other brain wave. And if the need desired, shut the brain down completely. Even as he looked, he could see some of the miners. They were building what looked to be a catapult of some kind. Then fitting spiked implements to fire at Galen.
"Jack. We have to stop Galen"
"How?"
"If I build and anti-neural wave suppressor. We might have a chance."
"But Doc, you know if you even set that a milli reading out…you'll fry Galen's brain"
"Jack, it's either that or let those lot shoot spiked wood at him." The Doctor indicated to the others with a wave of his hand…
"Don't think that's going to be a problem Doctor" He turned to see Galen had flown to the catapult, realising what they had been making. Some began to flee as Galen set fire to the catapult with black flame, then he began to hunt the others down, killing with no mercy. He heard Rose gasp, then turned back as with a rush of air Galen landed before them and the orphans. He breathed in to breath flame. To end all he had fought for. But it never made it past his mouth.
"Stop Sultarrvec!" standing before them, in a ring of protection was the race of Gorath, long since destroyed from this planet. They were reptilian in their appearance, like a dragonhead, with a human body. "You do not want to harm these lives Sultarrvec. You have done enough, leave the guardian. Let him rest. Our time has passed."
"Why should I? The guardian wants this. He wants others to feel what he has felt. Wants the universe to know it, for the death of the young one" Galen, or was it the Sultarrvec? Replied to the apparition.
"It is enough, you have fulfilled your task. Sleep with us now"
"No….." The Sultarrvec growled. The leader of the Gorath walked towards the still form of Mizariah, and placing his hand over the wound closed his eyes. Next thing Rose knew Mizariah was taking a gasping breath of life.
"Look guardian, the one you wanted to protect lives. Let him go Sultarrvec. There is no longer the need to kill in her name" they watched as the black started to bleed away from the scales. But it seems the Sultarrvec would not let go. It screamed defiance.
"Mokie?" Mizariah asked, Galen seemed to flash back a moment. But then was gone again.
"If you will not let go, we must bind you" the Gorath linked hands around Galen and began to chant. It seemed, as Galen could no longer move. Held by some unseen force, until with a final roar he collapsed to the ground.. his scales once more the dull gold they had become.
The Leader then turned to the Doctor.
"I greet you lord of time. I was F'lar"
"I greet you F'lar." The Doctor replied
"I am sorry for the guardian, we have done too much damage"
"Damage?"
"It was our intention that the Sultarrvec would be created inside one of his kind. Our guardians had died out long ago. We knew one of his kind would come here. But we could not foresee the circumstances. Of how broken his mind would be. Melchia did his work too well in creating his executioner. This creature is a danger to the universe. I suggest that when you return your kind. That you destroy him"
"No! You mess with his mind, make him like this. Then want him dead? There has to be a way to fix what you have done! Take the other mental imprint out!" The Doctor was beyond angry. Galen had been used as a tool, a plaything. Nothing more. They did not see him as a being.
"We did not intend for him to be corrupted this far. The dark creature known as the Sultarrvec is too interwoven with your friend."
"I can not kill him in cold blood! He is my friend!"
"I am sorry Time Lord, but there may come a time when you will have to, you may want to implant a remote neural implant. In case the need arises that you have to terminate him. Now I bid you farewell." With that they disappeared on the wind
The Doctor with some old words had made Galen turn back into his human form, and with the help of Jack, taken him to the med bay to see to his numerous injuries old and new.
Mizariah had asked if the Doctor could take her home, her grandparents had a large home, big enough for all the orphans. The Doctor ha readily agreed, so they had all come aboard the TARDIS. The children had seemed fearful, but with the help of Rose and Jack…add to that loads of jelly and ice cream he didn't know the TARDIS had. And he had a kitchen full of happy kids.
Galen was resting, the muscles that had been atrophied repaired, and the numerous wounds healed. But he could never hide the scars given to him by his family. They were branded in his back with a special system. A mark as a traitor. And of course, the Doctor would never be able to heal the scars within. He looked across the Table at the neural implant he had found. He couldn't do it.
"It is a good idea old friend" Galen said quietly, eyes still closed.
"I can't do that to you"
"He was right, there is something inside me now Theta. Something I do not want to become, for if I did, I could end up destroying all we have fought for. I would become worse than a Dalek. Place the neural implant in my brain old friend. I can think of no other persons hand doing the deed, if the time does indeed come." The Doctor let out a heavy sigh, then doped Galen….so he could place the implant in. looking at the remote that could only be triggered by him…..and he prayed to Rassilon that he would never have to use it.
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Galen awoke, to hear the breathing of many people in the room, but his senses told him he was safe. He opened his eyes to see the orphans had made themselves comfortable around his bed. Two were actually on the bed with him. Timmy and Mizariah. He looked to the young woman next to him. Remembering the feisty child she used to be. She had said her grandparents had been young. As were her parents when she was born. So they would be in there 50's. She stirred in the dull light; he had been stroking her hair. Remembering how she had fallen wide-eyed to he floor as her blood gushed out.
"Galen?"
"Oh, so you found out my name little one?"
"Yeah, much better than Mokie"
"Oh I don't know…Mokie is as good a name as any. Galen is really an echo of a person."
"Are you ok?"
"Not really, but I might be in time. You looking forward to seeing your grandparents?"
"Yeah. I remember they were really kind. I hope they are still there." She added as an after thought, looking scared.
"I'm sure they will be. Now go back to sleep" she cuddled up to him. His gold eyes glowing in the dark that now descended
"Mokie?"
"Humm?"
"Thank you"
"For what?"
"For everything" she murmured, then he heard her breathing even out. Maybe he would be okay after all.
He made himself comfortable, thinking of things that had once been. He felt the Doctor watching the scene. And whispered to the air
"Don't laugh" then he slipped off to a dreamless sleep. The first one he had had in a long time.
When he woke in the Morning…or he thought it was morning. The kids were gone. He rose from the bed. Walking from the room into a shower room the TARDIS had placed across the way for him. He mentally thanked the old tome ship, and cleaned several years of grim from his skin. Washing it from his hair also, now it shone the clean silver.
He came from the shower and dried, to find the TARDIS had placed at the front of the wardrobe….the sanctimonial robes of his kind. The dark fabric with markings of his family. All the clothe made of the changing fabric. So they would not rip when he changed form. He got dressed, then round a gold ribbon round his hair to the from the top of the shoulder to the tip of his hair that reached his bum. To look like one long ponytail, in a style the ancient Japanese or Chinese on Earth may have used. Then out of habit he placed the large hood of the Robe up to hide his face in the darkness it created. Then he headed to the console room.
Upon entering he saw all the children were waiting, the time rota had stopped to show the TARDIS had landed. Mizariah came up, and reached up to touch the hood. He actually flinched a moment. But she lowered the hood, finally able to see him and she smiled.
"You don't have to hide on" she took his hand, and led him from the TARDIS…….
KITG: epilogue to come. Then that's the end for Guardians of the Time Lords. Next it will be the return to Gallifrey. Will Galen be able to bring it back? What will be the cost? And if he does…what will happen when the Time Lords find out Rose wielded the Time Vortex…..should be fun.
See you in time :)