A/N: Well, here we go. Half of this chapter was written in History, and the other half in...more History.
I shall reply to reviews. Coz I'm well cool. Uh huh.
My tagline for this story is: "Well, this is all just getting rather silly, isn't it?"
Chapter 44 – That Big RAWR Climatic Scene Part Four
The crowd watched in horror as the flames flew over the Doctor, now advancing on them with the same hunger.
"No!" came a cry from nowhere, and the purple fire had stopped in its advance once more. It shattered once again until the entire crowd could see Eva, kneeling down beside her father with her hands raised, forming a protective shield around them. She let go and shot a look up at Khthonia, golden eyes shining.
"Move away from him girl!" Khthonia demanded, "he is the man that murdered you!"
"I know Mistress," Eva replied simply.
"Move away!"
"No Mistress."
Her eyes suddenly began to burn with hatred and impatience. "Then so be it…" Her hand rose once more, and this time a bolt of purple shot straight out of Her palm. Eva seemed unconcerned, and with good reason. Within milliseconds she'd raised her hand, clicking her fingers together. The laser stopped in mid-movement, fluttering down as pieces of paper to the stone floor.
Eva leant forward to the still conscious Doctor, whispering something in his ear. He nodded, waiting a few moments before he closed his eyes once more, getting the grip on himself. Power coursed through his veins and with a little mental push from Eva, he reassumed his former position. He glanced down from where he was suspended in the air to the human woman lying dead on the floor, and it only served to make him angrier. Rose was dead. Nothing could make him more grief-ridden than he already was.
"Give it up Rebecca, you're outnumbered," the Doctor said in a voice far too distant to be one of sanity.
"Oh, but I have far more power than you and your daughter Doctor!" She exclaimed in delight, already raising Her hand to get rid of them both in one swipe…but then froze.
"Me and my daughter weren't the only victims of your plan Rebecca…" the Doctor said correctly, and suddenly the air around them shone brightly with a spectre of colours from all over the colour chart. Different beings appeared: some human, some looking more like fairies…
These beings. She'd enslaved them all. Khthonia watched in disbelief as more and more of them manifested right before her eyes, hundreds and hundreds of powerful psychic creatures advancing towards them, all of them with only one objective: to kill their Mistress.
Eva shot her father a smile, closing her eyes and raising her hands towards him. She concentrated all of her energy into him, the other hundreds of creatures that had appeared following her lead. Every single one of them channelled their energy into the Doctor, his aura of power getting brighter and brighter with every second that passed.
"Rebecca…"came the Doctor's voice inside every one of their minds, that he had not opened his mouth. "Surrender…"
He couldn't see anything, but he could sense where everything was. He couldn't breathe, but he didn't need to. He could feel cold tears running down his cheeks; ones he hadn't put there. He was a God. He could control light and dark, matter and mass, space and time, life and death…however he wanted. Thoughts began to flood his mind: the Time War, the Daleks, the Time Lords, all those companions he'd lost…Rose…
No. He couldn't think about that. It was taking every ounce of his energy just to keep his own desires under control. The image of her dead body burnt in his eyes, but he had to remain blind.
"Rebecca…"he gasped again through all their minds, "Rebecca…"
Everyone watched with jaws agape as the golden light got bigger and brighter with every second that passed. Khthonia screamed at him, firing bolts of energy in a whirlwind of panic but to no avail. The light encasing him seemed to just absorb the shots, and he didn't even need to move. Eventually she stopped, tears falling as she dropped to her knees infront of him, begging for forgiveness.
"Please, have mercy, have mercy on me!" she cried. "I just needed you…neededyou. Ever since I remember, imprisoned, tested on, drugged, vivisected every other day! Do you know what it's like to suddenly wake up one morning and find your parents are gone, and you're lying in a bright white room attached to a million machines! They told me I was different, that my mind was different, and that I was a freak. I wasn't normal, and they didn't like that onebit. They cut into my brain, messed around with my head…I spent my life being tested on. When I finally got out I took all their records, and that's when I discovered you…"
She was almost blinking back tears, and strangely Jack felt some compassion for the woman despite everything she'd done.
"I saw the records, seen you'd been through everything I had. I thought you must be able to understand me so I hunted for you, and even when I discovered your location I just watched. I've been watching you for a long time, Doctor. You were my only solace. I watched the Time War from a distance, helped you through your grief. I saw you meet Rose, I hoped you wouldn't fall in love…I watched you meet Adam, Jack. I guided you through your regeneration; you led your life like nothing had ever been done to you.
"I watched you fight Cassandra, werewolves, bats. I cried through the crash and resented your love with Rose. I saw you battle with your own future self, I screamed when you attempted suicide…and I love you," she finished, crying her eyes out. The Doctor however, showed no sympathy.
"I don't care what happened in your past Rebecca, if you want a tale of a sad, lonely childhood I've got a million up my sleeve. You cannot justify your actions by them and I will not let this go without consequence."
"What do you want from me?" she wept uncontrollably.
"I want you to free my daughter, and every other unwilling psychic creature you enslaved. Let them go back to their own plain of existence to live free – none of them belong here. I can forgive you for what you did to me but not for the fury you wanted to unleash on the rest of the Universe. All you wanted was everything for yourself Rebecca, but we don't live alone in the Universe. We are all members of one body. We are responsible for each other. Let them go."
"Y-Yes S-Sir…" she stuttered, terrified. Raising a hand she drew her fingers together to click, and suddenly the power flooding the Doctor began to level out. He managed to open his eyes to catch the woman in his vision, releasing the binds that held her slaves in this plain of reality. The power was minimal now, each of the beings shimmering out of existence and taking their power with them. Soon it was just Eva left, letting go of her channel of energy into her father and giving him a smile as he lowered once again to the floor with a golden aura still sparkling on his skin. She ran forward, hugging him tightly.
"Eva," he whispered, kissing her gently. "You have to go."
"Daddy…" she began, unsure.
"No," he said sternly, "go, now. You belong there. Thank you for everything, Eva. I'm so proud of you. I love you."
Tears fell down her cheeks as she got up onto two feet, just taking a moment to stare at him before turning and beginning to walk away. The crowd watched as the golden light surrounding her got brighter and brighter, and it eventually swallowed her and disappeared.
Silence ensued as the Doctor turned his head to look back at Rose, dead on the floor where'd he'd left her. Getting onto his feet as his golden aura took away the pain he reached Rose, suddenly not caring for the surrounding crowd as he dropped back down to his knees beside her, brushing back the hair from her eyes and kissing her softly on the lips.
"Rose…" he murmured, feeling his breath catching in his throat. He couldn't stop the sudden explosion of tears from behind his eyes and was glad when Sarah-Jane came up beside him and drew him into a comforting hug, allowing him to sob softly into her.
"Youreally loved her."
The voice had an element of surprise in it, and a twinge of jealously. The Doctor didn't even bother acknowledging the woman who'd spoken them.
"I'm sorry," she carried on, moving towards them now, "I'm so sorry."
"Don't you think you've done enough damage Khthonia?" Sarah snapped back, feeling the Doctor's shudders of sobbing beneath her grip.
"That's not my name," she said with a sigh, "my name's Rebecca Moore. I'm a thirty-one-year-old human woman with one child, and I'm going to fix this mess."
Raising her hands for what would be the last time, she placed them on Rose's head. She gave the Doctor a quick glance and a smile.
"A life for a life, that's fair isn't it?"
The Doctor's eyes widened, suddenly torn between his natural instinct and his love for Rose. "But…"
"All she needs is life essence. I can be that essence." She forced a laugh. "Told you one day you'd love me; I'll always be a part of Rose now." She closed her eyes and concentrated, focusing every ounce of herself into Rose. With another shine of blinding purple light Rebecca's body fell to the floor dead as Rose suddenly gasped in air, flying up to sitting position and grabbing onto the Doctor infront of her.
"Doctor!" she gasped, pulling him into a tight hug with Sarah. "Oh God…please don't ever let me go back there…"
"I promise," the Doctor whispered, kissing her head as he stroked her hair carefully. The feelings coursing through him now were indescribable, euphoria mixed with relief and love, all washing through him like a refreshing drink on a hot summer's day. "You're safe."
"I think this is yours," came a sudden voice from above, and they all looked up to see an unhypnotised Mickey Smith standing next to the three with the baby girl held in his arms. He gave her to the Doctor. "Is she…?"
The Doctor quickly checked her over before shaking his head. "No. She's still alive, but she's empty. Her soul vacated her. She's no one anymore, just a shell. She shouldn't even exist. She has no soul; nothing to be guided by."
"That could change."
Everyone swung around to see Eva sitting on the floor next to Khthonia's dead body, tired out.
"Eva," the Doctor breathed. "You should be in your plain of reality."
She sniffed. "I want to stay here with you and mummy."
"But you can't stay here," Rose said, shaking her head. "You're just a soul."
"But she's soulless," Eva pointed out, entirely correctly as she moved towards the girl in the Doctor's arms. "I could be her soul; it's all she needs."
"Zoë," the Doctor suddenly said from out of the blue, turning to his past self. The Ninth Doctor nodded, understanding.
"It seems likely."
Gwen frowned. "What's Zoë got to do with it?"
"Thisis Zoë," the Doctor replied simply. "Erida is Zoë, and Zoë is…" – he shot the girl a smile as she stepped forward – "…Eva."
"This is mental," Owen stated. "This is fantasy!"
"It's reality," the Doctor replied. "But still, I'm not sure what I believe anymore. I used to think I could understand events, find a scientific justification for it. I just guess things can't stick to my rules." The Doctor looked back up to Eva. "Eva, sweetheart, thank you for everything. I'll always take care of you."
She nodded, smiling as she closed her eyes and raised her hands towards the girl in her father's arms. There was another flash of light and suddenly Eva had disappeared, but now the baby in the Doctor's arms was crying her eyes out. He shushed her, holding her out for Rose to take as he felt the pain starting to mount in his broken limbs. The golden aura was dissipating now and with it the pain came back, so the Doctor let Sarah pull him back to lean against her.
"Just gonna pass out for a while," he informed them, before closing his eyes and falling limp as the last of the golden energy disappeared from around him. There was silence for a few moments as finally everyone let out a relieved breath, the fight finally over.
Then there it was, the sound of TARDIS materialising into existence. Wind blew and hair ruffled throughout it's a arrival, before finally Rory opened the door and stuck his head out. He frowned.
"Awww, I missed everything!"
A/N: Yayness. Wonder how long I can keep this chapter preview stuff going?
Chapter 45 – Unnamed
Jack wandered through the far door and suddenly Rory was off again, launching himself onto the ex-Time Agent and almost knocking him clean off of his feet.
"Whoa kiddo, have you grown since we last met?" Jack gave the mini-Time Lord a wink. Rory grinned, sticking out his chest proudly.
"I'm three foot two!" he declared, beaming from ear to ear.
Of course it's not finished yet! How dare you suggest such a thing:P