Once the Half-Time Lord couple were freshly showered and back in clean clothes, they walked down the corridor together hand in hand. Looking over at J.D, Jaime could see that he was still smirking, and she could feel and sense he was very happy for now. Well, he had gotten what he wanted in the shower, but she was not going to be so lenient in future. When they walked into the kitchen they found that The Doctor, Rose, Alexia, Jenny, Amy and Rory already in there.
"Ey-up!" Alexia greeted when she saw them. "I wondered when you two would turn up." She noticed they both looked well and truly sexed up and shook her head. "You left the Console Room in a right old mess." Alexia got the reaction she desired. Both Jaime and John blushed in embarrassment while several people around the table chuckled.
"Ma'!" Jaime complained. She couldn't believe her mum's outright cheekiness. Still blushing, she and John sat down on the empty chairs opposite The Doctor and Rose, and next to Jenny.
"Hey, what's for breakfast?" J.D asked, noticing his fellow Time Travellers had their own choice of food on their plate. There was no mess in the kitchen sink which led him to believe the TARDIS was acting as Chef today. And he was proven right when a full English breakfast and a cup of tea materialised on the table before him. "Ha, brilliant!" J.D crowed. "Just what I needed. Thanks, Old Girl." And he tucked into it in gusto, not noticing the odd grimace from Alexia.
For Jaime, she was given a bacon buttie with added banana slices in a stottie, along with a glass of orange. "Fan-dabby-dozy!" She uttered happily and picked up the sandwich. "Thanks." It wasn't until she was halfway through her sandwich did she notice the quick little glances towards her and waves of tenseness could be felt around the room. Sighing, Jaime put the sandwich down and looked at everyone around the table with a frown. "Okay, what's goin' on?" She asked. "Why d'ye keep givin' me weird wee looks?"
Now there were waves of awkwardness washing off them while John was feeling curious. "Well?" Jaime prompted when nobody spoke.
"Are you okay?" Her mum was the first to ask. "How are you feeling?"
Jaime narrowed her eyes, puzzling over the question. "Aye, fine!" She replied. "Why d'ye ask?"
It was The Doctor who spoke up next. "What do you remember about our visit to The Twist earlier?" He questioned.
Jaime furrowed her brows at the strange question. "I remember quite a lot of it…" She answered but then frowned thoughtfully. "Only it came a wee bit of a blur after we found the Foxkin lair. I was a tad angry at 'em 'cause they took John." She gave her bond-mate a smile, but she was disturbed by the fact she couldn't remember returning to the TARDIS. And now it worried her. "Did we manage tae find Huxley?" She asked, trying to mask her worry.
"Yeah, we found him and everyone else who'd been kidnapped by the Foxkin," Alexia answered her daughter. "The Doctor set the Shadow Proclamation on them."
Jaime chuckled at this. But by the way she could feel that they too were worried she didn't think it was the end of it. "Tha's not all is there? Wha' else happened?" She questioned.
The Doctor leaned in close, a serious expression on his face. "Do you remember ever being in that part of the Galaxy before?" He counter-questioned.
The Scots-girl furrowed her brow. "I'm not sure, probably. There's lots of places I might have been too. I jus' dinnae remember it all. But it did feel familiar."
The Doctor looked grim when she mentioned this. In fact they all had odd looks on their faces.
At this point, J.D was somewhat annoyed and he put his knife and fork down. "Oi! What's with this line of questioning, Space-man?" He demanded.
The Time Lord glanced at his brother, noticing and sensing he was angry. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, it all got a bit hostile after you two left. Turns out The Fire-Bird was in that Galaxy as well, which was why you endured a psychic or telepathic attack."
"What?" J.D blurted angrily.
Meanwhile, Jaime just nodded her head thoughtfully while rubbing John's back in an attempt to calm him down. "Aye, thought I felt somethin' malicious when I reached out." She muttered.
"And when we were in the Police Station, Alexia and Jenny found this…" The Doctor had reached into his pocket, pulled out the poster and handed it over to Jaime.
Holding the poster in both hands she stared in wide-eyed disbelief at what she saw. It was a 'Wanted poster'. An actual 'Wanted Poster'. It was about herself and the photo was of her in her previous incarnation as The Fire-Bird, captured in mid-attack. She looked so angry, so bloody demented. There were so many nicknames that version of her was being called they probably wouldn't have had room to fit them all. Then there was the fact that she was wanted in over 15 Galaxies. Had she really visited plus 15 Galaxies as The Fire-Bird? Or had the other Galaxies been put on alert? But what really disturbed her was the reason for her capture. Mass murder and manslaughter? Manipulation? Mental assault? Had it really got that bad?
She remembered what The Doctor had said about her mum and Jenny finding this Wanted poster. It worried her what her ma' would think about her, knowing about all the things she did as The Fire-Bird. Then she wondered what everybody else would think about those actions! It felt like the whole thing was giving her a headache.
Suddenly there was a sharp pain in the centre of her brain and Jaime grunted, dropping the poster and closing her eyes. The pain hurt so badly and she did her best to ease it. Once it was nothing more than a thumping headache she opened her eyes to find J.D, her mum, The Doctor and Jenny surrounding her, asking her if she was okay. She frowned in confusion. "Aye, I'm fine. It's jus' a wee headache, tha's all!" Jaime told them.
"That didn't feel like any normal headache I've ever felt from you before!" J.D stated, eyes full of worry for her. "I felt that. We all felt it."
"That was like what happened outside the TARDIS on The Twist," Alexia spoke up, equally just as worried for her daughter. "What was that, Doctor?" She questioned the Time Lord, looking over at him.
The Doctor opened his mouth in order to reply to Alexia. That was until a new and unfamiliar Welsh accented voice interrupted him.
"Not what. Who!" She said.
Amy let out a scream of surprise when she saw the stranger stood next to her and scrambled out of her seat.
This stranger had purple hair, bright blue eyes with a pixie-like face and was dressed like some kind of wild chick. A shocked and panicked gasp came from Jaime and she stood up, staring at the strange female with wide eyes, her face paler than it usually was. "No!" She croaked out, not quite believing what she was actually seeing.
"Oh, yes!" The stranger replied and smiled, yet it didn't reach her blue eyes. They were cold and murderous. "Don't mind me." In barely a second she was stood next to Jaime, grabbed the Scots-girl's upper right arm in a tight grip, then they both disappeared out of the kitchen.
"Jaime!" Alexia cried out, looking around the kitchen in horror before turning to The Doctor. "Where is she? Who was that?" She demanded. "Where'd she take my daughter?"
"It's like Jaime knew her the way she reacted." Amy said.
"I think I have a good guess who that might have been." The Doctor answered her with a growl, his eyes narrowed. He turned to John who was in the middle of trying to get in touch with Jaime. "Where is she?" He questioned. He blinked in surprise when his brother held up his hand in a 'wait there' gesture, his eyes closed.
Fifteen seconds later his brown eyes flashed open. "Library!" Is all he said before rushing out of the kitchen. He was followed by everyone else.
Jaime and the mysterious but deadly stranger reappeared in the TARDIS Library, in a section that clearly looked like it had been barely visited. When the stranger let go of Jaime she stumbled away as far as she could, while rubbing her arm that had been gripped none too lightly.
"Don't go too far now!" The stranger taunted, using telekinesis to pull her back towards her.
Jaime struggled in the hold, staring at the stranger as she was dragged closer. They were literally from a nightmare. So what the bloody hell were they doing on the TARDIS right here, right now?
*Jaime? Jaime!* J.D shouted in her head, making her grimace. The mental connection had agitated her headache. *Where are you?* He demanded, panicking.
*Library, please hurry!* Jaime replied before crying out and almost falling to her knees when her headache rose to excruciating levels.
"No talking to anyone else. I want your full attention on me." The purple haired stranger said with a creepy grin and a cold glare.
Once the headache had died down, a misty eyed Jaime looked back up at the nightmare. At Psy. "Why are you here?" She croaked her question.
Psy laughed in reply and it grated on Jaime's nerves. "What a strange question to ask!" She finally answered the question, prowling around Jaime like a dangerous animal. "I thought I'd pay you a visit. After all I AM your worst nightmare."
Jaime shivered when Psy smiled. It really wasn't a nice smile at all. Veering more on the demented side.
"And this nightmare wanted to play with you!" Psy stopped prowling and stood face to face with Jaime. "Aren't you going to ask what I'm gonna do?" She asked, but Jaime stayed silent. Psy scowled at this. "Oh? Don't you want to play with me?" She asked and Jaime shook her head but still remained silent. That just made Psy laugh horribly and it terrified her. "Tough, because I want to play with you!" The purple haired nightmare told her.
Eyes wide, the Scots-girl wanted to run away, but because she was still trapped by Psy's telekinesis she couldn't.
Psy moved even closer to Jaime, running her fingers along the side of her face, making her shudder in revulsion. "I wonder what would happen if a different Torchwood had found you?" The excruciatingly painful headache returned and this time Jaime really did collapse to her knees with a cry of pain, her eyes closing….
…at first it was dark until she found herself in a large unrecognisable park. Looking around she was very confused because she had been in Cardiff and she was suddenly somewhere else. And where was her mum? Feeling very scared she screamed for her mum, losing control of herself and scaring everyone else around her. Torchwood from Canary Wharf were the first one's to reach her and was able to tranq her. She was bundled into the back of their van and taken to HQ.
Whilst at Torchwood HQ she was treated as nothing more than a lab rat, forced to train all of her powers, whilst fed pills in order to keep her alive. But then an accident happened where her Psionic Explosion was activated and because the more powers she used, the more she got sicker and was unable to control her Psionics. She was quickly put in an explosive-proof room for everyone's safety and thought of as a failed experiment. Because the room was soundproof she couldn't hear the skirmish between the Daleks and Cybermen.
And as Torchwood fell she was left all alone. Or so she thought. As she lay on a fireproof mattress waiting for the explosion, and it was very close as she was glowing brightly, she didn't hear the sound of buzzing until the door was forced open. She gasped in fear and amazement as the Tenth Doctor walked in. He looked confused, but she could feel he was sad as he had just lost Rose.
"Hello! Who are you?" He asked. "The TARDIS alerted me to an anomaly and that led me to you." They stared at each other as she glowed even more. "Are you okay?" The Doctor asked her. "Let's see what's causing that shall we!" And he pulled out his Sonic Screwdriver, pointing it at her. But she had a feeling it would only make things worse, so she shook her head, hazel eyes wide with panic.
"Run, Doctor, run!" She croaked, grimacing in pain.
Brown eyes widening, The Doctor turned tail and ran as she exploded one last time…
…Jaime gasped and opened her eyes, finding herself back in the library, pain in her head back to a dull thud. She looked around with confusion. What she had seen and felt had seemed so real. "What the…" Jaime muttered, somewhat disorientated.
"Or maybe something else picked you up, say like…The Trickster?" Psy taunted, a glint of evil in her eyes while smiling at the panicked expression Jaime gave.
She cried out when the extreme headache returned and everything once more turned dark…
…When her vision cleared the original Jaime looked around, even more confused than ever. She'd been in a park, now she was in a strange medical ward. And she couldn't remember how she got here, what her name was and neither did she have any past memories. She wondered who she was. Then she watched as a nurse with sky blue hair, red eyes and a hint of green skin approached her. The alien nurse explained how she had been at death's door but didn't fully explain how. Then she explained that her Guardian was waiting.
That puzzled her. Why did she have a Guardian? Didn't she have any parents? When she was collected by her so-called Guardian she saw that he looked like a humanoid vulture. The vulture told her he was a Shansheeth as they walked through the facility they were in. Then he went on to explain she had powers and he wanted to help her with her training. She agreed, with some reluctance, mainly because she didn't believe she had any powers.
But as the week's past by she surprised herself with all her powers manifesting. Soon she became immortal, followed by becoming All-Powerful. She joined the Pantheon of Discord and began using the name 'The Shadow', manipulating certain events through time. She had an occurring enemy that called himself a Doctor. But for some odd reason, every time they turned up there was a familiarity about them, along with fondness and she could never understand why. She flirted with versions of him, but he always ignored it and foiled her plans every time…
…Jaime once again gasped and opened her eyes, groaning as she rubbed her temples. The pain was too much and she just felt even more disorientated than ever. "Stop it," she moaned. "Just stop it."
Psy ignored her, clicking her fingers when she came up with the perfect idea. "Oh, I know!" The Nightmare that was Psy practically jumped with excitement. "I wonder what would happen if you were to go with The Doctor to the Shadow Proclamation?"
Gasping, Jaime looked up at Psy, fear in her wide dark eyes. "No!" She cried out.
"Yes!" Psy nodded with a twisted evil grin. "Very much yes. Nighty-night now!"
The last thing Jaime saw before passing out from the pain in her head was Psy waving comically at her.
"Jaime!" J.D cried out after he appeared from around the corner. He ran to her, falling to his knees and attempted to wake her up, all the while ignoring the stranger stood off to the side. "Come on, Space-girl, wake up darling!" He said, shaking her and patting her face to try and wake her.
Unfortunately she remained unconscious as he was joined by Alexia and Jenny. Rose, Amy, Rory and The Doctor remained standing, but the Time Lord was staring at the purple haired stranger.
"Psy!" The Doctor growled out, surprising everyone else.
"What?!" Rose uttered, looking at the nightmare. "How exactly is she here? She's not supposed to exist like this."
The Doctor nodded in agreement, happy for Rose's smart questions. "Just what I was thinking." He replied, really not liking the knowing smirk from Psy.
"What have you done to her?" John demanded, now standing and glaring at Psy. "Whatever you did, you better reverse it!"
Psy rolled her eyes, apparently not all that intimidated. "Oh, don't worry your pretty little heads. She's just sleeping, dreaming, that's all." She said nonchalantly.
"Dreaming?" Jenny muttered, her Mind going into overdrive. Then her eyes widened when it all clicked together and she quickly stood up. "Holy Rassilon of Gallifrey! Are you a Dream Lord?" She asked.
A bout of laughter emitted from Psy and there were several grimaces over how horrible it sounded. "Hey, look who just got off the stupid train. Took you long enough." Psy smirked at the offended expression on Jenny's face. "Of course I'm a Dream Lord."
A gasp came from Alexia. "Oh my god! I knew that planet sounded familiar!" She said, standing next to Jenny. "Doctor, we know how to stop this," Jenny gave a nod of agreement. "There's psychic…" But before the both of them could reveal the truth, Psy waved her hand and they collapsed to the floor, unconscious.
"Jenny, Alexia!" Rose cried out and rushed over to check on them along with Rory.
"Whoops! Can't have them spoil my fun now!" Psy laughed, leaning against some book shelves.
The Doctor was angry at Psy's latest actions. "Wake them up, right now!" He loudly shouted, the look of The Oncoming Storm on his face. He needed to know what the psychic thing was and what planet was familiar for Alexia. And the apparition of a nightmare wasn't making it easy.
"When did you go to another planet?" J.D questioned his brother.
It was Rose who answered him. "It was while you and Jaime were…"
"Busy!" The Doctor quickly finished, blushing for some reason. "We went to Karass Don Slava with the Candle Meadows." He then answered J.D's question. "We needed to relax after what happen on The Twist."
The Half-Time Lord nodded, looking sheepish.
"Doctor, what if there was something psychic on that planet and it got into the TARDIS?" Amy questioned.
The Doctor nodded. "Good thinking, Amy. We should do a quick scan of the TARDIS." He said.
But Psy wasn't going to allow that. "You know, I think you all need a good long nap!" She said, waving her hand and causing the rest of the Time Travellers to collapse into unconsciousness. "Sleep tight, Dreamers." She taunted before disappearing in a flash.
"…Saturday," The Doctor muttered almost to himself. "Good, good. I like Saturdays." He continued to look around at his surroundings with narrowed eyes. Everything looked normal.
"So I just met Rose Tyler?" Donna questioned and looked over at Jaime. "And you too?"
Teenage Jaime in her original body just grunted in reply, having gone into a world of her own as she stared into space.
"Yeah." The Doctor replied, distracted.
"But she's locked away in a parallel universe." Donna stated.
"Exactly!" The Doctor nodded. "If she can cross from her parallel universe into your parallel universe, then that means the walls of the universes are breaking down. It's probably how Jaime ended up here…which puts everything in danger." He frowned and walked back into the TARDIS, Donna following him in.
Jaime stayed outside until something snapped her out of her thoughts. Another person had joined the milkman and his float. She looked like a punk with purple hair and the clothes… And there was a bad feeling about her. The weird stranger grinned horribly and waved at her.
Jaime turned tail and ran into the TARDIS, catching the tail end of a conversation of Donna asking The Doctor that Rose coming back was a good thing. The Time Lord agreed it was, but then at that moment the TARDIS shook violently causing Jaime to tumble to the grating with a cry. As both The Doctor and Donna ran over to the door to find out what happened, Jaime knew at this very moment that the Earth had just been taken by the Daleks. And that meant they were going to the Shadow Proclamation.
A panicked Doctor ran back towards the Console in order to find out what the hell happened to the Earth, but along the way he helped Jaime back to her feet and led her over the Jumpseat, sitting her down. "Are you okay?" He checked and Jaime nodded that she was. Satisfied with her answer, The Doctor quickly turned his attention to the monitor. "We haven't moved. We're fixed," he replied to Donna's accusation that he'd moved the TARDIS somehow. "It can't have. No!" His eyes widened and shock washed off him. "The TARDIS is still in the same place, but the Earth has gone. The entire planet, it's gone!" The Doctor stated in disbelief, stepping back from the monitor and running his hands through his hair.
A daydreaming Jaime listened as he and Donna discussed what had happened to the Earth. Worry and fear washed off the ginger companion as she worried about her family on the missing Earth.
The Doctor just felt lost, unsure what to do for the moment. Then he suddenly turned to Jaime for answers. "Any ideas?" He asked the teenager. It was a long-shot, despite him telling her not to give away too much of his future. But Donna was worried and he needed reassurance.
Jaime looked up at The Doctor, then at Donna who was also waiting for an answer. "They're fine," she answered them. "They're safe. Relatively."
That didn't ease Donna's worries one bit. "Relatively?" She blurted out loudly, scaring Jaime a little. "What do you mean by 'relatively'?"
Feeling the air getting warm around the teenager, The Doctor did his best to calm Donna down. "That's it, we've got to get help." He then said, turning back to the Console and inputting some co-ordinates on the monitor.
"From where?" Donna asked in disbelief.
The Time Lord took a quick glance at his two companions. "Donna, Jaime, I'm taking you to the Shadow Proclamation."
And with a pull of the lever, the TARDIS entered the Vortex on its journey to the Space Police. As she held onto the jumpseat, Jaime felt excited, yet wary, about going to the Shadow Proclamation. A Police HQ that was situated inside two huge space rocks.
But then a different thought came to her. What if she had been left behind on Earth? Would she have met up with Rose a lot earlier than expected? Suddenly she shook her head of the thought, unsure why it had even come up. She knew The Doctor would never leave her behind!
It seemed it didn't take that long to reach the Shadow Proclamation. The TARDIS landed with a thud and The Doctor quickly flipped the handbrake on before hurrying towards the door. Donna and Jaime followed him out where they were confronted by a squad of Judoon with massive guns.
Letting out a tiny yelp, Jaime hid behind The Doctor, a bad feeling coming to her. She'd completely forgotten about the Space Rhinos. They were huge, smelly and very much real.
"Sco bo tro no flo jo ko go to to." The lead Judoon uttered in a demanding tone.
"No bo ho sho ko ro to so. Bokodozogobofopojo." The Doctor replied and that set the Judoon at ease. "Moho." The Doctor ended. And having sensed Jaime's fear, took a hold of her hand before following the Judoon.
Xxx
As they walked along the corridor of the Shadow Proclamation, Jaime looked around in complete awe, ignoring a faint headache that she could feel coming on. The design of the place was really quite amazing and there were so many interesting patterns. And then, of course, they weren't the only ones there. Occasionally they passed by other aliens and humanoids. At one point they passed by an adult Adipose that appeared to be chatting with two humanoid Cheetahs and a spiky green thing that wasn't a Vinvocci or a Vocci.
She was in a world of her own again by the time The Doctor was introduced to the Shadow Architect. And she was really surprised to be stood opposite the last Time Lord in existence. "Time Lord's are the stuff of legend. They belong in the myths and whispers of Higher Species. You cannot possibly exist!' The Doctor was about to reply to this until the woman's attention turned to Jaime and a scowl of utter contempt and disgust appeared on her face. "What is that creature doing here?" She demanded far too harshly for The Doctor and Donna's liking.
"She's a human being, just like me," Donna snapped at the Shadow Architect. "Maybe not the stuff of legend but every bit as important as Time Lords, thank you."
The Doctor nodded, smirking at Donna's attitude towards the woman.
Having snapped out of her thoughts when she felt the anger coming from Donna, Jaime looked over at the red eyed woman and found she was being glared at so intensely it scared her. And why was she so disgusted? She hid behind The Doctor, gripping on to the back of his jacket.
As for the Time Lord, he was puzzled over the Shadow Architect's reaction to Jaime. But right now he had a planet sized problem to deal with. "Yeah, enough about me, Jaime or Donna, more to the point I've got a missing planet."
The woman's glare became less hostile as she looked at The Doctor. "Then you're not as wise as the stories would say," she insulted him. "The picture is far bigger than you imagine. The whole Universe is in outrage, Doctor. 24 Worlds have been taken from the sky."
Jaime felt shock and surprise from Donna and The Doctor. "How many? Which ones? Show me!" He demanded and was led over to an interface and immediately started playing about with it.
Meanwhile Donna and Jaime sat down at the seats, watching what was going on.
Xxx
The Time Travellers had been at the Shadow Proclamation for awhile now, still trying to figure out where Earth and 26 other planets hod gotten too. Donna had suggested Pyrovilia, which had been taken out of time, while The Doctor added Adipose-3 and the Lost Moon of Poosh. Now they were lost and waiting around, trying to figure out what they could do next. Donna had taken to sitting on the stairs while Jaime was still sat in the seating area. Her headache had gotten a lot worse and it wasn't helped by the Shadow Architect glaring holes into her.
She didn't know why the woman seemed to hate her so much and she couldn't read the woman's Mind to figure out why. But at some points whenever she looked around she caught the woman talking quietly to The Doctor or having hasty conversations with her colleagues. It was all very puzzling and she hated it. The headache got that smidge more worse, so after taking her hands off her forehead she looked up to find she was once again being glared at. And quite angrily too.
What had she done to anger her? Maybe the woman knew she wasn't from this universe and maybe it was forbidden to shift to different universes. Maybe a Shadow Proclamation law had been broken. Well, whatever it was that was happening she was getting very tired of it. Sighing, Jaime stood up and approached The Doctor, who was still messing with the interface. "Doctor, can I go back to the TARDIS?" She asked him.
The Doctor looked up from the interface with narrowed eyes and a curious expression. "Why'd you want to go back to the TARDIS for?" He asked, confusion washing off him.
"Because I've got a headache and I left my pills on the TARDIS." Jaime replied. It was a lie. She always kept them on her, ALWAYS!
And maybe The Doctor saw through the lie as he carefully studied his teenage foster daughter. "Yeah, okay." He relented. He couldn't really blame her not wanting to stay around, considering the Shadow Architect seemed to take an instant dislike to her. He'd asked why but she had remained tight lipped and unhelpful. "You do remember where we left the TARDIS don't you?" He then asked.
"Yes…" Jaime replied, only to then shake her head. There'd been quite a few hallways they'd walked through.
The Shadow Architect saw her chance, a smile on her face that gave Jaime a shudder. "Not to worry, Doctor. One of my Officers will safely escort her back to your Time Capsule." The woman suggested, and a Judoon stepped forward as if to volunteer.
"Okay," The Doctor uttered. "We'll join you as soon as we've found out where these planets have gone."
Turning away, Jaime was about to leave with her stinky Judoon escort when something told her she needed to help the Doctor with a clue. "Doctor!" She quickly turned back to the Time Lord. "You need to find the snake haired Gorgon." She told him, noticing his expression become puzzled before hurrying off.
The Judoon escort led her through hallways she could barely even remember walking through and it gave her a bad feeling alongside her headache. Then suddenly, before she could reach the TARDIS, something slammed into her and everything went dark.
Xxx
"Jaime, hey Jaime," a Welsh accented voice whispered close to her ear. "Wake up you bad little Firebird."
Jaime groaned, unsure what had happened, but she did know that her headache had gotten a hundred times worse and she was unsure if she could even open her eyes. She wanted to rub her forehead and her head to ease the pain, but she found that her hands were tied behind her back and in some sort of metal restraints that covered her hands.
"Oh, dear. You have gotten yourself in a pickle, haven't you!" That Welsh voice continued to taunt.
Jaime's hazel eyes flashed open, only to quickly close again because the lights in the room were so bright they hurt her eyes. She knew one thing. And that was she definitely wasn't in the TARDIS. So where was she? Where were The Doctor and Donna? And who was in the room with her? After slowly easing her eyes open, Jaime could see that she was in a white walled room with lights that glared horribly. And she was alone. So where had that voice come from?
"Maybe it's your subconscious speaking." That voice said from behind her and Jaime quickly shifted, yet couldn't see anyone.
She winced when the quick movement caused a sharp pain in her head. The voice laughed from somewhere in the room, confusing the teenager as she looked around. There was nobody there.
She opened her mouth to shout at whatever was taunting her but nothing woukd come out. Her eyes widened. Why couldn't she speak? And where was The Doctor? Was he still here?
"The Doctor's long gone," the Welsh voice said from somewhere behind her. "Gone to find his long lost love. Maybe I'll join them, maybe I'll be the one to have the relationship with the Metacrisis. Or maybe I'll even watch as The Doctor lets go of Rose. An emotionally tormented Doctor would be fun to play with."
Angered by the taunting, Jaime gained her feet and whirled around, looking for the person who kept talking, shouting silently. There was nobody in here but herself, so maybe the voice was coming from hidden speakers.
"Awww, poor little Fire-Bird…" The Welsh voice said but trailed off when the door to the room shoomed open.
Jaime watched warily as the Shadow Architect strode in, accompanied by two armed Judoon. The woman circled around her, giving her a not so friendly glare. What did she even want? Had The Doctor and Donna really left?
"I don't know how you did it," The Shadow Architect said to her. "Fire-Bird…" She added with contempt and disgust. Jaime still didn't like the look the woman kept giving her, and it was annoying that she was kept being called 'Fire-Bird'. Why exactly? "…how you escaped the Pandorica…" Wait, what? "…But we shall not be making that mistake again."
Eyes wide, Jaime turned to the Shadow woman and tried to speak to her, but still nothing came out of her mouth.
The woman became smug. "This holding cell suppress' all abilities," she explained. "So you will not be manipulating your way out of here."
Jaime shook her head, aggravating her headache and causing nausea and sickness. It was obvious they had mistaken her for somebody else. This Fire-Bird who was in the Pandorica instead of the Eleventh Doctor and was apparently feared so much, special measures was used to stop her powers. They had the wrong person!
"It's a good thing we got you away from The Doctor," the woman continued, ignoring her denial. "He is a Time Lord, the only Time Lord left, and you, Fire-Bird, would have spent most of your time manipulating him into breaking thousands of Timelines and Fixed Points." At this point the Shadow woman was in front of her.
"But I only just got here!" Jaime angrily tried to shout.
The woman just seemed so determined to ignore her. "I know who you are, Fire-Bird, so don't lie to me. Everybody in the Universe knows what you look like."
Jaime shook her head again, eyes watering from so much pain. It sounded like she had a doppleganger with the same type of abilities that was causing all the trouble…or at least had been! "I'm from a parallel Universe!" Jaime tried to shout next, but became so frustrated she stomped her foot. It was the only thing she could do, yet she'd felt a flash of pain in her foot when she did so.
"Crocodile tears won't help you now," the woman stated about Jaime's watery eyes. "You will be transported very soon to a prison with round the clock surveillance and heavy security. Volag-Noc are looking forward to housing the notorious Fire-Bird in their most secure cell."
Jaime gasped in shock and her hazel eyes widened as the smug Shadow Architect turned and walked out of the room along with the two Judoon. Volag-Noc was actually real? Like when it featured on that animated Doctor Who episode? And now they wanted to send her to it? But she hadn't even done anything wrong!
As she continued to attempt to shout and defend herself, there was a sudden faint hissing noise. Jaime began to feel tired and she practically tumbled back to the floor. Then, before her eyes closed, she could hear mocking laughter from the mysterious Welsh voice.
Xxx
It had been a month since Jaime had been transported to the underground prison planet Volog-Noc and she wasn't fairing very well. She'd woken up in her cell with a horrible headache, aching muscles and a serious nosebleed. An unremovable inhibitor band had been placed around her head, stifling her abilities and causing several medical issues to arise. She began to have seizures several times a day and the nose bleeds just kept getting worse. Luckily she still had her pills on her but she used them sparingly, hoping that The Doctor would find her in time before she ran out of them.
But things just seemed to get worse for her. Word had gotten around that she, or this so-called Fire-Bird, had been incarcerated on Volag-Noc, and all the other prisoners seemed to want to have it out with her. Almost daily, before her meal was brought in, a prisoner was taken to her cell, where they wanted to fight her, never listening to her as she tried to tell them she wasn't this Fire-Bird person, or they would do much worse to her than she'd ever imagined.
Volag-Noc was truly a horrendous place for any innocent person to be. And because her abilities were inhibited it revealed she had weakened brittle bones she never knew she had. And every break she felt was painful, but nobody, be it alien or humanoid, cared one bit. They just wanted to hurt the Fire-Bird.
Two months in and Jaime was in an even worse state than ever. Every part of her body was in pain and full of old and new bruises. It had gotten to the point where she could barely move from her bedding. Volag-Noc had medics, but they didn't like her either, so they only half healed her breaks. Her face was more paler than ever in a sickly way and she had long given up hope of The Doctor rescuing her. Maybe after the loss of Donna and everyone else he just didn't want to find her. It was a thought Jaime found too horrible to even contemplate and she closed her eyes, crying silently.
Xxx
Two and a half months in and Jaime really wasn't doing too well. She was sickly pale, weak, in extreme pain and malnutritioned despite the daily meal all prisoners were given. And because of the light sensitivity she kept her eyes closed at all times, waiting for the end to come. It felt like she was dying, it really did. And she didn't mind much if that happened because she'd given up hope a long time ago. The sound of the door clanging open barely caught her attention and footsteps were heard coming in. She found this strange because nobody ever visited her anymore.
"And what do we have here?" A familiar female voice asked and the sound of a scanner clicking away was passed over her. "Human?" The sound of distain was evident. "With dozens of healed or broken bones. Genetic bone weakness. Why would you think I would like this human?" She demanded.
"Because it's not just human," a male voice growled from the other side of the cell, probably close to the door. "It's the most dangerous human in the entire universe."
The woman laughed scornfully at this. "How can this human be universally dangerous? The most danger they pose is to themselves. That uncivilised lot slaughter each other on a daily basis."
The male laughed and if she would have been able, Jaime would have shuddered at its creepiness. "Not this human, you ever hear of the Fire-Bird? Well, this is it. The most feared powerful creature you'll ever meet."
A snort of derisive laughter came from the female. "She doesn't look very powerful or feared from where I'm standing. She disagreed. "Just pitiful."
"You may think that," the male growled and it sounded like he was moving closer. "But see that band. It's wearing an inhibitor band. That's why it's weak."
The female hummed thoughtfully, almost as if she as thinking.
"Oh, I know that look," the male chuckled. "You can have it and do whatever you like with it as long as you keep the inhibitor on it."
"If she's meant to be so dangerous then why do you want to get rid of her?" The female asked.
The male snorted. "The other inmates got bored with it breaking so easily, it barely fights back any more and we got to feed it every day to keep it alive. And it stinks the place out."
The female sighed in exasperation. "Okay, you've convinced me. I'll take her. At least she fills my quota."
Jaime would have shook her head if she could. She was being sold to somebody like she was nothing more than a piece of meat. Then she felt a sharp prick in her arm and sweet darkness over took her.