Doesn't Remind Me of Anything

Lost Without You

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Leaning over this strange creature was where 'Amanda Pew' stood, she had shed her human form and remand as a robot. She was tall – well over six foot, her silver metal gleamed in the candle light and her eyes were unforgiving. Rose lay delicately slumped in a heap against the wall, her arms and legs were now bound and a gag was placed over her mouth. In front of her were small bones and other human remains that had been forgotten to be cleaned up, the wall in front of her was splattered with blood that dripped down the wall leading towards a small drain that was in the floor. The stench poisoned the room, cloaking whoever entered – not that it mattered for robots weren't sensitive to smell. Amanda waited above Rose's body; she waited for a message from above that would allow her to teleport Rose to the mother ship.

The Doctor paced the empty cell and ran his fingers through his hair as he closed his eyes trying to think. The problem was that every time he closed his eyes he was tormented with memories of Rose, smiling, laughing….crying. Each image of her sent a new wave of fear and pain through his soul. Rose, he thought, my darling Rose. What am I going to do without you? What if you're…you're dead – no – they took you for a reason. The Doctor knew there were only two options for taking Rose, either to kill her or to take her as bait for him. The Doctor prayed that they took her for the second reason because then she would be alive. She would be alive – at least until he got there. Yes, he thought, they'll keep her alive until I get there and then I can get her back. Hold on Rose I'm coming for you, he silently promised her and himself

'I am sorry Master, she told me to wait outside' Stavishm informed the Doctor, his robotic voice emotionlessly broke the Doctors' thoughts.

'And you just left her?' the Doctor yelled at him, 'You were supposed to protect her! You were supposed to keep her safe…' his voice trailed of knowing that he shouldn't be shouting at Stavishm, but himself. He was supposed to protect Rose, he was supposed to keep her safe, he was supposed to guard her with his life – he knew this because he promised himself that when he rescued her off of earth to show her the spectacular universe – to touch the stars. But now, he realised, she may become a star and that thought sent chills down his spine and caused his face to become bloodless.

Rose felt the hardness of the cold stone wall through her shirt as she started to awaken. Her head hurt and her throat was burning, she felt so tired – so incredibly tired. She slowly opened her eyes and felt the rope that bound her wrists, next she noticed the cloth that covered her mouth – her eyes widened in terror as she looked up at the wall in front of her. Years and years of dried blood stained the walls, covering it like paint, Rose gulped as she looked around her surroundings. The room was so dark; it was like midnight except for the only light that shone: a small candle, she looked up to the candle and saw Amanda talking into a vent in her arm. She wasn't speaking English and the Tardis wasn't translating for her – that's when she knew something was terribly wrong. Amandas' head slowly turned to face her, her eyes were hollow – emotionless and then a wicked smile spread over her metallic lips as she approached Rose.

'It is time to leave Miss Tyler' Amanda informed her in English. Go? Go where? Rose thought as her mind raced, she had to get out of here before…before…. A light beam hit her at full force, it was blinding – she couldn't bear to look at it. Her eyes were tightly squeezed shut as she tried to scream but no sound was coming out. She felt weightless, as though she was floating through space, her head seemed light and empty, Rose opened her eyes. She realised she was floating above Barcelona – she was slowly being carried up into the sky, she shivered as the Sucoses squawked as she neared them but the closer she got, the further away they were. Nothing made sense anymore, her brain suddenly felt as though it was swelling to an impossible size and she thought her skull would crack under the pressure.

'Doctor…' she managed to squeak out before she disappeared into the blackness of her own mind.

The Doctor followed Stavishm who was leading him to the small chamber where Rose had last been seen. As he entered the tiny corridor he felt a shiver of dread blow through him as he imagined Rose creeping along her by herself. The small door was locked and the Doctor easily kicked it down so that he could enter the room. He had to cover his mouth and nose with a handkerchief due to the awful stench that radiated out of the room, his eyes darted around the room absorbing his surroundings. What he saw froze his blood in his veins as he worried more and more for Roses' safety, the room was dank and desolate and he had to squint to try and make out any features of the room.

'Rose?' he yelled into the room, hoping that she could still remain within. He knew it was highly unlikely but he needed to have a hope. He found the abandoned candle and relit it, using this he looked around the room and saw a black trainer.

'Rose!' the Doctor shouted running towards the trainer, maybe she was still here… maybe she was alright. The Doctor reached the shoe and found nothing was attached, he pick it up in his hand – it was small – a size five. The Doctor looked down at the black trainer and imagined Rose's delicate foot, he imagined her fighting, battling or something terrible happening for her to lose her shoe.

'Rose…' the Doctor whispered to himself. He forced himself to stop looking at the negatives and saw the one and only positive – she had left the shoe as a sign to him – a sign that she had been here. Realising this he knew she had been teleported out of the room, so all he had to do was find another teleport! The Doctor knew it would be a long and difficult task to find a fixed teleport in Barcelona – but long and difficult tasks were what he specialised in.

Rose opened her eyes several hours later aware of a faint ringing in her ears and a pain in her head. She looked around and realised that she was in a cage, this cage looked eerily similar to the one underneath the Mango Corps. building, but instead of being pitch black there was a blinding light shinning through. She noticed several robots standing around talking, one noticed she was awake and they started to make their way over. She realised that the restraints on her wrists and feet had been taken off as had her gag; she rubbed where they had been, examining the red marks that remained. She looked up at the approaching robots unsure of what was going to happen, fresh waves of panic soared through her as her brain worked manically trying to devise a plan. Keep them talking, Rose remembered, the Doctor always says to keep them talking.

'What do you want with me?' Rose asked the robots in a weak defendant voice.

'You are valuable to the ship' they replied. Rose frowned at their reply.

'Valuable? How?' she asked them suspiciously. The only stared back at her.

'Oi! Answer me!' she shouted at them, starting to face her anger for being held captive. The robots turned away from her and continued to talk in a language that Rose couldn't understand. Her head burned every time they spoke in this language, it was worse than a migraine, her ears rang and she could see dots. The pain in her head was so intense she had to block it out – she did this the only way she knew – by screaming as loud as possible. It worked, Rose thought, they've stopped talking! The pain started to weaken and her mind started to clear – the mist was fading away. She blinked her eyes several times and looked up to see the tallest robot, Amanda, approaching her; Rose looked up at her about to open her mouth when Amanda hit her across the back of her head. Rose flew across the room, the blow propelling her into a wall.

She opened her eyes and everyone had gone – all the robots and all the lights. That was all the lights except one, one shinning from a man that stood in front of her: the Doctor.

'Doctor!' she called weakly. He just stood there looking down at her smiling.

'I knew you'd come for me – you always do. I'm so sorry. I should never have doubted you, I know you are real – I know that you are special. It's just I was thrown; I didn't know what was happening… I couldn't remember anything that had happened before' she continued to gaze at her Doctor; black was starting to close in around her vision leaving her with only a small tunnel of sight. She was aware of the thumping pain in her head but she continued to gaze at her Doctor who shone out light.

'I'm sorry I wasn't a better companion…a better friend' her words were now slurring together, she longed to sleep but she couldn't tear her eyes away from him.

'My Doctor, you've come to get me' she pleaded to him.

'I love you, my dearest Doctor – my brightest angel' she whispered as she gave into the darkness, she slumped back against the wall and then gently slid down it until she was lying on the floor. She could have sworn in the back of her mind she heard the Doctor whisper back:

'I need you Rose' The Doctor yelled as he searched another empty cavern only to again discover there were no teleports. This was hopeless, he had searched for hours and hours and he hadn't found a thing, not a thing that would bring him closer to her. He sat down on a rock with his head in his hands, using his fist he punched the wall but was surprisingly rewarded when an image beamed down in front of him. It was an image of Luca.

'We need to speak' the stone voice droned to the Doctor. He jumped up and whirled round to face Luca.

'The hell we do' was the Doctors vicious reply.


Chapter Five: The Doctor was infuriated; his voice was as strong as the voice of any God as he raged towards the robots.

'So you tested on hundreds of thousands of humans – innocent human searching for the right blood? Just so that your ship could work? What ever happened to just calling out mechanics? This is murder, torture, a brutal butchering of one of the most magnificent races to have existed in the universe. And you, you can just carelessly murder them to fuel your ship!'

'Not to fuel, but to control' came the robot reply. The Doctor was stunned speechless by the disgusting morals installed in these creatures' brains.

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