CHAPTER 8

"I'm coming with you."

The Doctor turned and stared at Damian, like he wanted him to sink through the ground to the other side of Xios. "Last time you nearly got us killed."

"I know what to look out for now. Besides, you have an extra pair of eyes if I go. We can be safer."

"Rose and I got off just fine when we went alone." The Doctor said.

"Please, Doctor."

"…Fine,"

One of the officers stationed outside the warehouse's door nodded to another, and the door was opened. The Doctor, Rose and Damian entered into the storehouse to face the remaining Angels.

"Watch the floors and don't blink. If you see anything, tell me immeadentally." The Doctor said quickly. "The Angels can switch sides of Xios like we can."

Damian nodded, and the three of them set out to rid Xios of the Angels once and for all. All was well until they came to the second floor.

"Doctor!" Rose shouted, pointing with one shaking arm at the Angel standing at the back of the room. Staring at it, Rose began to advance.

"No! Look what it's doing!" Damian said, making Rose stop in her tracks and even back up a little.

The Angel was pointing at the fuse box in the corner. The lights began to flicker.

The Doctor dropped everything he was carrying to pick up both flashlights and turn them on. Sadly, he didn't do it in time. The lights flickered off for a total of about a second and the Angel moved.

"Doctor!"

The Doctor took a step backwards from the Angel's outstretched arm, never blinking. Rose and Damian did the same.

"I think I'm going to get a flame now." The Doctor decided, retrieving the jar where it had fallen. He picked one small flame from where it huddled with the others against the side of the glass and let it float over to the enemy.

Damian was certain he heard a long scream as the fire caught and the stone menace burned away.

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"That was actually really easy," The Doctor said merrily. "it was easy, but no one said it would be nerve-wrecking."

Murray could only nod while tapping his finger against the glass of the jar the Doctor was holding. "So you're sure you got them all?"

"About 95% sure."

Rose elbowed the Time Lord roughly, making him stagger to one side loudly exclaiming, "Ow!"

"Sir, could we head over to Nemasis to see if we can find any survivors?" Damian asked nervously.

"That's up to the Doctor." Murray decided. "If you really want to take the extra risk…but by what you've told me about the Angels there's no one left. Especially after you described the one that nearly killed you."

"If there are any survivors, it's our job to find them." The Doctor said firmly. "I will risk my life to bring others to safety. What about you?"

"Sure thing," Rose responded, although she looked a bit nervous.

"Well then," Murray handed the jar back to the Doctor. "you're free to go when you're ready. Best of luck to you."

The shortness of two pages is terrible! WRITERS BLOCK, GO AWAY! But sense I'm near the end of this story at the final scene thing, I should have ideas and stuff. I actually have one, but I don't know how to word it yet….

Guardian Angels is still sort of on hold. I'm working as hard as I can on this thing, and I'm also juggling school, friends, and other stuff. The days just aren't long enough.

Hasta la Vista, Readers ~GhostKing