A/N: Tenth chapter! Yes! Hope you enjoy it muchly.

Chapter Ten

In Which They Make a New Friend, as well as a New Enemy

Tyira stood up. As she did, she looked at the Doctor and said something. Rose blinked. It was another language, and it wasn't a language at all; the words weren't words, the voice she used was not a voice. It was beautiful and terrible and Rose could in no way understand it.

The Doctor laughed and replied with the same sort of not-words. Rose scowled. She'd got rather used to understanding everything that was said, but for some reason the TARDIS wouldn't translate this. His not-voice was different from Tyira's, both more and less like a voice at the same time.

Tyira was taken aback at something, and spoke again, trying too hard to imitate him. He only laughed again and shook his head. She said something that made his face darken. For a moment, he didn't reply, and then, quietly, so that Rose could barely even hear him, told her something that made her stop and step back.

Suddenly, the language was being translated again. "But you can't be! No one uses that, not since—but I suppose you'll know that. Some of us respect him, look up to him—that is, another—oh, you know who I mean. To that half, my half, it's—it's as if it's sacred, too good for us. And the rest call him a traitor, a coward—a cursed name."

"I know," he said, bitterly. "I know what the man with my name did. I saw it. I watched. I know what he was thinking when he did it. I know what he felt. I know because he is me."

"But you can't be!"

"You remember the Time War. You remember how terrible it was. You said yourself that you are one of the respecters. But you do not know everything. You were too young, only a child when it happened." His eyes were dark. "Did you see it?"

She lowered her gaze. "I did. Beautiful. Terrible. Hundreds, millions, who should be alive right now. All gone, dead. But you know that, of course you do. Did it..." She swallowed, trying to find the right words. "Was it hard?"

"Hardest thing I've done in my life," he said quietly.

Rose leaned against the wall, pretending to be bored, annoyed; pretending she couldn't understand them. She had to fight tears, couldn't look up at them or they would see how sorry she was. "We should go find this Anatrius guy, yeah?"

"Let us go," said Tyira. Her eyes flashed dangerously. "He does not escape this night alive."

Rose shivered. The desire—no, need—for revenge changed people. Tyira was different facing her worst enemy. Different inside. Deadly, cold, merciless.

It was not a good idea to get on the wrong side of a Time Lord.

It ended up that Rose found Anatrius/Andrew. He was in the kitchen. She kept herself busy there until he was the only one, and then turned to him. "Game's up."

"What?" he asked, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"She means," said the Doctor from the door, "that we know exactly who you are, Anatrius."

"Anatrius, huh?" asked a voice from behind. "Hey, Rasa, isn't that the--" Rose turned to stare as the girl said something vaguely familiar that the TARDIS didn't translate-- "who you've been hunting down since the beginning of the Keepers?"

Everyone in the kitchen stared at the girl. She was young, in her early teens, with dark hair spilling down to her shoulders. Her golden-green eyes, like a cat's, flashed in the light. There was something in the set of her jaw and mouth, in the way her hand held—was that a pen?--that said she was not someone to trifle with.

"Izzy," moaned Tyira. "What are you doing here?"

"Stopping this slime from escaping, for one thing," Izzy said, moving her pen-wilding arm ever so slightly and doing something which made a bright green beam shoot from the end and hit the wall behind Anatrius, skimming the side of his face. He'd been inching towards the door, and he froze, his eyes wide in alarm. "Don't even thing about it, Chronis scum," spat the girl.

" Isalaniverislin," sighed Tyira, "you are the most troublesome girl anyone has ever met. How did you get here?"

"I swam," said Izzy, rolling her eyes. "How do you think I got here, Arie?"

"Knowing you, you probably stole a transjump drive."

"I didn't steal anything," Izzy protested. "It's not like I'm not going to put it back. Oi!" The last was directed at Anatrius, who was inching towards the door again. "I can see you perfectly well, and I'm as good a multitasker as anyone. You try that again, and you'll be lasered through the head faster than you can say Raxacoricofallapatorious." She thought. "Actually, from what Movvie's told me, that's not saying much. You'd get your tongue tied in a knot. Faster than you can say "laser.""

Rose laughed, looked at the Doctor, caught his eyes, and mouthed, She talks as much as you do!

He grinned and formed the words No one talks as much as I do back at her.

She rolled her eyes. You're probably right, she replied silently, and smirked.

"Anyways," Izzy was saying. "It looks like you'll be needing my help. This piece of dirt would have escaped three times already if it weren't for me."

"If it wasn't for you, we'd have been paying attention to him," Tyira pointed out. "You wouldn't be distracting us, so he wouldn't have the chance to escape."

"Well, you have a history of letting your prisoners escape," Izzy pointed out. "Though this one's a bit different, hm, Vari?"

Tyira closed her eyes and took a deep breath. " Will you please call me Tyira?"

"I don't like it," said Izzy stubbornly. "It doesn't fit you."

Tyira put her hands over her face. Her voice was muffled when she said, "Izzy, this is why I don't let you come with me when I do these things. You cause more trouble than you're worth, you're stubborn as a pig, and you don't listen to a word I tell you."

"Not letting me isn't the same thing as stopping me," said Izzy. "And I'm not as stubborn as a pig—I'm more stubborn. And I listen to what you tell me, I just don't always agree with it. And the only time I cause trouble is when there isn't any to begin with."

Rose blinked. "Sorry, but can we get on with it? There's a member of Chronis who we've got cornered in the kitchen of a mansion. Shouldn't we be dealing with him?"

"Oh, yeah," said Izzy, a little sheepishly. Everyone turned to Anatrius. There were several seconds of dead silence, and then an angry, toothy song-word exclamation from Tyira.

The enemy Time Lord had vanished.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait, everyone; I kinda got stuck. Then I had the brilliant idea to introduce Izzy much earlier than I'd planned, and voila! Not only was it the perfect way to put her in so as to show her character, but she got me to the end of the chapter! Please, PLEASE read and review!