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I can't believe Jack had me doing this. I'd been happily sleeping and next he wanted me to do was leave my comfy spot on the bed and be in this creepy hospital. Just...really?

This place made my skin crawl and it seemed my hackles were forever just going to stand on end. I grumbled at Jack yet again. "You'll be fine Khaz." He grinned, only proving to piss me off more.

"Why did you bring you dog anyways?" the girl, Rose, asked. I snarled at her, not liking her tone of voice.

"She goes everywhere I go."

She didn't seem too impressed but chose to leave it alone.

We walked through the eerie hospital, searching for god knows what. He never told me why I was to come here, just that we were leaving. Looking around, the place seemed to just get creepier with each shadow I swore moved.

I took to sniffing around, checking things out and making sure nothing was going to jump out and eat us or something. You would be surprised how many times something like that had happened. It wasn't long before I caught whiff of a strangely familiar scent. I growled, wanting the man to show himself.

He did not disappoint, but it startled me. My nerves had already been on edge, so I whipped around and snarled at him. I stood protectively, and maybe a little possessively, in front of Jack. There was no doubt about that scent, he was a Time Lord.

"Down, Khaz." Jack chuckled, only slightly bothered by my actions. He knew I was jumpy and disliked having others sneak up on me. I pinned my ears, whuffing in annoyance.

I searched the shadows of my head, wanting to contact my Voice. She was appearing more frequently, surely it wouldn't be that hard for me to seek her out...right? I had to know if he was the Time Lord. I'd lost Jack in my attempt to find that Voice, so when I came back to the now, I briefly caught part of the conversation between Rose and the Time Lord.

"Mr. Spock?"

"What was I supposed to say? You don't have a name." Rose defended herself. She glanced down at me with an odd expression. I stared back, unwilling to be the first to move my eye contact. " Don't you ever get tired of 'Doctor'?" She looked back up at him and continued with exasperation. "Doctor who?"

My ears perked up, straining to remember what my Uncle had said so many years ago. That name was familiar, but I couldn't be too sure.

"Nine centuries in, I'm coping. Where've you been?" He asked her. "We're in the middle of a London blitz – it's not a good time for a stroll."

"Who's strolling? I went by barrage balloon."

By this point I'd already started walking away, intent on finding my captain. I peered around the corner into a room and found my Jack, er, Captain. I padded forward, but with every step my unease grew. A growl developed within my chest as I nervously glanced to all the beds I passed. Had I been smart, I would have perched by the door so I could make a quick escape...however I wasn't that smart and instead protectively stood beside Jack.

"This just isn't possible." He said in disbelief. "How did this happen?"

"What kind of Chula ship landed here?" The Doctor asked.

"What?"

"He said it was a warship." Rose spoke. "He stole it, parked it somewhere out there."

The tension within the room was growing and I felt it. Something wasn't right, but I couldn't understand as to what it was.

"Somewhere a bomb's going to fall on it unless we make him an offer."

Jack looked to me and I saw out of the corner of my eye that he was beginning to look nervous. I gave him my full attention for just a moment before looking to The Doctor as he spoke.

"What kind of Warship?"

"Does it matter?" Jack snapped. "It's got nothing to do with this!"

"This started at the bomb site." The Doctor's voice rose as he advanced on Jack.

I guess it was because I was so jumpy, but the moment that Time Lord advanced, I pushed Jack back and let loose a devilish snarl and flashed my teeth, daring him to come closer. I was no longer on Gallifrey and Time Lords do not command me. I wouldn't flinch a bit if I had to attack, in fact I think I might rather enjoy it. The ultimate rebellion back home, we were never allowed to do such a thing. We went through school, assigned a pack or were sent to be the companion to Time Lords.

I lowered myself in preparation to lunge, my tail curled above me in a display of dominance. A bit much? Perhaps, but all this tension just made my nerves snap and I so needed to just sink my teeth into something.

I felt Jack reach out to me, wanting to hold me back. "It was just an ambulance!" I didn't have to look at him to know he was frustrated. I could not only sense that he was, but I heard it in his voice. My ears caught the sound of him fiddling with his bracelet, that had my ears pinning completely back and snarling lowly, and not at the strangers.

"Khaz, stand down." Jack ordered. I unwillingly let my growls subside, but my glares were relentless as the two approached.

"Good girl." He praised, scratching my scruff. "Look, that's what you chased through the vortex. It's space junk. I wanted to kid you that it was valuable."

I glanced up at him, startled. He'd told them the truth. He was calling me a lazy guard dog; well he was becoming a pretty lousy con man. Then again, these weren't time agents, so it didn't matter that he spilled the beans, for lack of better words.

"It's empty, I made sure of it. Nothing but a shell, I threw it at you." He continued to confide. "Saw your time travel vehicle -love the retro look by the way, nice panels- throw you the bait-"

"Bait?" Rose asked.

"I wanted to sell it to you, then destroy it before you found out it was junk."

"You said warship." She spoke again.

"They have ambulances in wars." She replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, though let's be honest it kind of was. It only makes sense that during a war they would need an ambulance. Jack walked a few paces with me right on his heels before speaking once more.

"It's a con. I was conning you. That's what I am, a con man!" He shouted to them. "I thought you were time agents. You're not, are you?

"Just a couple more freelancers.

"Ah." He chuckled. Captain Jack may have believed that, but I was still getting a little suspicious over these two. "Should've known. The way you guys are blending in with the local color. Flag girl was bad enough, but U-boat Captain?"

"Anyway, whatever's happening here has got nothing to do with that ship."

'whatever's happening?' I wondered. Obviously, something was happening, but I just wasn't sure myself as to what it was. Rose seemed to speak my thoughts with her next words.

"What is happening here, Doctor?"

I set out on an investigation of my own, cataloging the scents as I went. I picked up human (of course), Time Lord, a few rodents, and a scent that would drive me insane for the rest of the night. It was faint, unbelievably faint, but it was there, and it was familiar, but for the life of me I couldn't figure it out. I wracked my brain repeatedly as The Doctor went on about DNA. It was no surprise that seemingly lifeless corpses suddenly becoming animated scared the hell out of us all.

My heart jumped into my throat as I snarled with all I was worth. My barks were continuous and insistent. Like that annoying bark that you hear repeatedly in a movie and you just want to scream at it to stop or yell at the people to pay attention to the dog. They had the scent of humans, so they must have been one at some point, however they certainly didn't look human. At least not thier face.

I retreated to Jack's side at some point, only to occasionally lunge and snap my fangs with an audible snap, like that of a snare snapping on a poor unsuspecting creature in the forest. I welcomed the intense flare of heat that spread through me. I frothed at the mouth, which only made me look that much more like a demon as each drip form my saliva hissed and sizzled on the ground.

Fun fact about my species, we usually carried an element with us, but each family can do something different. The useful ranges from completely useless to quite handy. My family had fire and though we may not breathe fire, we could leave one hell of a bite.

My yelping subsided and turned to whines as the zombie like creates began to crowd us. I felt myself rub against Jack's legs in fear before my instincts had me lunging at them to attack the threat. Fear turned into aggression as my feeling of being trapped grew stronger. Through my growls I heard the crowd crying out for their 'mummy', which was so strange. My fur puffed out and I snarled, trying to decide if I wanted to tear into one of the creatures.

Just as I was creeping closer to one, I heard the Doctor speak, "Don't let them touch you."

"What happens?"

"You're looking at it." He grimly said.

I was confident that it could do nothing to me, as I was a dog, so maybe it wouldn't? I mean, what would it turn me into? A freakish canine masked thing? Jack certainly didn't want to find out, so I found.

"Khaz, you stupid mutt, get back over here!" Jack commanded. Whining, I turned around in a sort of roll back and nearly slammed into the man thanks to the slippery floors. I stood tall with my side against his legs with a permanent snarl on my face.

We were backed into a wall at this point and my panic began to rise. I could feel the anxiety of everyone else and that only made it worse. I glanced around to find a way out of this mess, but there was nothing. We were trapped. My anxiety crept up into a whole new level as I started to hyperventilate. Wait, could I even do that in my canine form?

'Khaz..' The Voice whispered in my head. I whined pathetically to it; I was so scared. 'Trust the Time Lord, you'll be okay.' The feminine voice was back to being motherly and had a little wise tone to it. 'Time Lords aren't my favorite beings, but The Doctor will save all of us.'

I certainly hoped she was right; I didn't know what these things would do to us, but I really didn't want to find out. I glanced up at The Doctor with a pleading look, hoping he would hurry up and figure something out. I turned my fearful gaze up to Jack, wondering if he might have any more clever ideas left.