Chapter 3: Run for Your Life

Rose frowned and looked at her watch frustrated, glancing to the band of trees. Waiting when something is plainly wrong is not joyous, so Rose was no crossing her arms angrily across her chest and sighing. But her eyes could not hide the worry. Couldn't protect the glint of fear that now began to shine through, like some luminous beacon.

When 15 minutes had gone past, she threw up her arms and began to stride forwards, looking defiant and slight monstrous as she stormed past view into the trees.

Upon entering, she got blasted with a great wave of heat. She frowned, unzipping her jacket, still striding on, her face mingled with worry and slight anger.

The Doctor grinned.

"Ah." He said, stepping back a bit so that he could take the creature's features in. "Now, look what we have here."

A head of what looked similar to a bear and lion cross over stared coldly down at him; from what could have been a height of 8ft. A mass of crimson read hair fell by a think set jaw, which bared two dagger like fangs. Below the great horns was a pair of red fluffed ears, which flicked back on forth as the pair of orange eyes surveyed the Doctor. No mercy was concealed in them. It was a cold blooded killer, ready to snap the Doctor in half like a tooth pick. Whatever they were.

"You're a Garthes." The Doctor exclaimed suddenly, his face breaking into the beaming smile. "Oh, this is absolutely fantastic; I haven't seen your species in years!"

The Garthes snorted a small jet of smoke flying slowly out of the nostrils.

"But I guess now's not the time to be praising you." The Doctor said suddenly. "What I want to know, you see, is why are you taking off the girl?" The Garthes growled, what would have sounded like a vicious grunt, but was immediately translated.

"She is the last Time Lord. We found her, but haven't been able to start her powers until now. Now she will be taken to the planet Garfreyas to be put into enslavement, she will make a good slave to my king" It said. "But do not be worried, you will be joining her."

"Oh really? And what makes you think that I'm going." The Doctor growled. His face looked stern, and one of his eyes was fixed on the girl. The Garthes laughed, roaring at the same time, so it amplified the noise.

"You have no choice."

The Doctor grinned.

"No choice, huh? Well," He said, walking straight up to the Garthes and looking it straight in the eye. "I don't think you have a choice of taking me. Because, that girl and I are staying right here!" His face was as cold as stone as he thrust his finger at the ground. The Garthes merely tossed its horned head and was chuckling softly.

"You finals, you think just because a few last of your beaten race means that you can hold on to what is left. But you, Time Lord, you have no purpose on this planet, no purpose in the universe, no purpose in time. There is nothing left for you, only the great tapestry of time for you to meddle with." It growled.

The Doctor went pale. But his eyes however now burned with a sheer hatred. His fists now clenched and his jaw was locked as he glared up at the Garthes. His voice was steady, but it sounded like thunder as he spoke.

"We have as much purpose as you do. I forbid you to take this child or me and demand that you leave this planet."

The Garthes merely snorted and pawed at the ground. A great growl was sounding from his throat.

"Prepare to be captured, Time Lord!" It roared.

Rose heard voices talking, immediately recognising the Doctor's. With a single cell of hesitation in her body, she began to storm forward, starting to piece together an argument as she came closer. She heard laughter and then a few words, muffled by some sort of growling. But she was able to make out some of it and gasped silently as it was ended.

Then she heard the voice of the Doctor. So defying, yet so calm. Not a single ripple of shock in it. Yet she could hear the great rage. Such a volume of rage, she was surprised his voice wasn't raised to a yell. It scared her, as much as it scared her when she saw the Doctor worrying not so long ago.

Suddenly there was a roar. Rose started, her eyes wide. The Doctor suddenly burst out from behind a tree. He took her presence all in with one glance then grabbed her hand in his.

"What the...Doctor?" Rose asked, looking afraid.

"No time, just a slight problem, but if it makes you feel any better, I'd advise you to run for your life!" He cried.

Both of them had just started run when the tree that they had been standing near seconds ago suddenly snapped, keeling over, its stump burnt and black. The Garthes now was charging, flames flicking back and forth from its mouth, its needle sharp horns aimed for the backs of Rose and the Doctor's back.

"Slight problem?" Rose screamed. The Doctor rolled his eyes and just continued dragging her forwards.

They ran flat out, straight towards the TARDIS. The Garthes saw this and suddenly began to increase speed. The Doctor tried to keep on running. Rose tried to run along side him. But the Garthes roared and suddenly brought its horns down, the plan to hit the legs. The Doctor jumped as he had seen the attack coming, but Rose had been too intent on reaching the TARDIS, that she had only felt the Doctor jump beside her before realising what the Garthes was doing. She jumped too late. The Garthes horns caught at her calves, the left point drawing a deep line of red across her shin. Rose's legs buckled and she lost grip on the Doctor's hand, letting it slip away as she crashed down. Straight in the path of the charging Garthes.

Tess coughed. Her throat was dry and her eyes were stinging. What had happened? She felt herself being pulled along. She looked up, hoping to see anyone but the guy that had come out of the blue box. But suddenly she took it back and nearly screamed as she saw the faces of the creatures that were dragging her away. Her legs were stiff and the jeans were particularly muddy. Mind you, they would be, seeing as she had been dragged through half of the mud that was contained in a single London park.

She was thankful, however the situation, that the creatures hadn't noticed her coming to consciousness. She felt how sore her shoulders were from being held up in such a position, but also discovered the grip on her arms wasn't as tight as it would have been. They were obviously still under the thought that she was still out.

With this flutter of hope, she began to plan. It wouldn't be much of a plan, just trying to get away. But where would she go. It was not like she could exactly poof to the next Police station. Like the Police would believe her anyway. Probably just be put into care or something...

The looked at where she was being dragged away from. She was still in the Park, thank the lord. She'd just have to run. As fast as she could.

Without a split seconds hesitation, she wrenched her arms out of the beast's grips and started to bound back through the forest. She heard great growls and roars from behind, but she kept on speeding ahead, not wanting to look back.

The cliffie is still here of course. Sorry...-sniggers-. The next chapter will be up as soon as possible, I just have to get my friend to proof read it for me! Please review!

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