Here's the next chapter! This is more of a transitional chapter then anything so not much going on though. Hopefully you'll like it! Enjoy!

Red Dragon

Chapter Thirteen

White and Red Light

The TARDIS appeared on the planet of Leora which was made up of sand dunes. Two suns bore down on the planet, baking it. It was rare to find any form of life on this world, but Rose discovered signatures of life using the TARDIS. However the only draw back was that they were fifteen miles away. She had considered taking the TARDIS, but the Bad Wolf had convinced her the walk would do her and her 'friends' good.

She didn't like the feeling the Wolf was emanating, but she could do nothing about it. She could only go along with it.

They put together three packs filled with supplies taking the necessaries they would need. Rose filled six containers of water up, giving Mickey and Martha two each. They had to trudge over fifteen miles and the heat was sure to slow them down. They took a few food packets and a bed roll before leaving the TARDIS and beginning their long walk across the sand dunes.

"How far have we travelled today?" Martha asked, as she set her pack down.

"About seven miles, I guess." Rose answered, staring into the distance. "We've got about another eight to go, but it's too hot now." From her pack she extracted two sleeping bags. One she rolled on the sand, laying herself on top of it, before laying the second one on top of her. This was the only way they could remain protected from the burning heat. She watched as the others arranged their own sleeping bags. Finally she spoke again: "We'll have a rest now and continue when the sun's have gone down."

The other two nodded.

They had arrived on Leora in the early morning. They didn't know how long they had travelled for or how far they were from their destination. Rose, of course, had only estimated the seven miles, and, she had to admit to herself (but not to her companions) that she was unsure of how far they had really travelled in that time.

Laying her head comfortably on the sleeping bag she drifted off into sleep.

I trust you had a nice sleep?

Huh? Rose felt confused.

I trust you had a nice sleep? the voice asked again.

Oh, Rose responded, its you.

I'm glad you remembered. The Bad Wolf seemed to be in a humorous mood.

Rose swallowed. She didn't know why, but what she said next, felt wrong. Totally alien to her. Thanks.

You seem confused? the Bad Wolf stated.

Rose hesitated before answering. I am.

What about?

Everything, she replied, I don't know what I am anymore…I feel as if everything is changing round me…that at some point in the future I'll have to make a decision that will affect those that I love. Rose swallowed, trying to forget the bad feeling that was settling in her stomach.

Are you afraid?

Of what? she asked.

Of losing the Doctor?

Of course I am. What kind of question is that? She asked, anger evident in the thought.

The Bad Wolf was silent for a minute, but Rose could tell it was contemplating. Finally it replied: I am concerned that you will not be at your full potential when you reach the Doctor. That you won't be able to save him.

What? Now she felt confused.

I'm speaking of the power that exists in you. The one that you used to help that creature.

Rose bit her lip. It felt wrong to use it.

It's alien to you, yes, but in order for you to feel at peace using it, you must learn to control it.

Rose sighed. How can I do that?

Simple. I can show you.

Go on then, Rose said.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

His head felt like it was on fire. It hurt. Carefully he lifted up an arm and gently rubbed the back of his skull, checking it.

At least nothing is broken, the Doctor mused.

Opening his eyes he found himself locked in a damp cell. He was lying on a bed of some sort, or it would've been a bed if it had a mattress plus covers on it. Instead it was a metal slab. Am I prisoner now? he wondered.

What the heck is going on?

The last thing that he could remember was the gas, the noxious fumes that had made him feel like he was dying.

Oh god, I haven't regenerated have I?

Panic erupted through him but he stilled it. He moved his hands over his hair. Still got the big hair. He moved his shoulder blades. And the mole. Meaning that I haven't regenerated. Thank goodness. He didn't want to think what Flynn would've done if he had regenerated.

Carefully he sat up, swinging his legs over the metal slab to rest his bare feet on the cold floor. He shivered momentarily. Why do I feel so cold?

Within minutes he was unconscious again.

Reach deep into your consciousness…beckon the power to come forward…

Rose did so, reaching out to the lingering scent of power that gathered in her mind, willing it to come to her. Slowly, she felt her body warming, and a rush of power spread throughout her body as it melded with her. She swallowed, waiting for the next instruction.

Now, form a thought in your mind of the one you love. And of the one that has taken him from you.

She pictured the Doctor in her head, followed by Derol Flynn.

Carefully grasp the power and imagine hurting Derol Flynn with your mind.

Rose imagined Flynn collapsing, choking, gasping for air. And as she opened her eyes (for they had been closed in concentration) she witnessed her hands glowing and from it came a white-purplish light, in the shape of a dragon. She gasped when she saw it. It vanished her concentration waned.

Good. Most excellent, the Bad Wolf praised, but that will not save the Doctor.

What will?

Anger, it stated in return.

"…was an interesting reaction, I must say." Horus Dekla-Merzadar was leaning over the Doctor as he woke.

"What… was?" he asked mildly. He found it hard to talk.

"It looks like the combine pressure of poison and cold makes you react differently to others. In reality it shouldn't even harm you, but it did. You went into convulsions and tried to die. Only through my intervention were you saved."

The Doctor tried to find his tongue before replying. His words come out slurred. "Wha…are…you doin'…to me?"

"Just testing." Horus answered. "Seeing what reacts with you. Besides this is for science…my own amusement of course."

"What?" The Doctor stuttered. "You're doing this to me for fun?"

Horus nodded. "It's an unusual habit of mine. Of course the only one that is harmed is the subject, and I always make sure they never die. I always say to myself it is for science. I mean I will be publishing results, so though I find harming you fun, I'm learning from it as well."

"You're insane."

"Why does everyone think that?" Horus asked. "I'm merely providing society with scientific results."

The Doctor snorted. "And getting a kick out of it too."

"My, my, a smarty mouth." Horus picked something up from the table. "We'll have to put a stop to that, won't we?"

Horus walked over to the Doctor, where he lay on the floor. He held in his hand an injector of some sort and carefully injected some liquid into the Doctor's vein. "Let's see what this does to your attitude now."

The Doctor felt the effects worming their way through his system. He felt woozy, his eyes began to close. Pounding in his head. His muscles contracted. Then his whole body leapt off the floor before falling to the ground. A grunt of pain escaped him and he bit his lip as agony ripped through him.

Oh god, what has he done to me?

He was shaking madly and all he could see of Horus was a wide grin.

He fell into darkness minutes later.

"What the hell have you done to him?" Derol shouted, anger evident in his voice.

"Tested." Horus answered simply.

"Do you have any idea what you have done?" demanded Derol, his eyes burning.

"I'm merely helping the public."

"And feeding your own enjoyment!" Derol leaned down beside the unconscious Time-Lord, carefully checking for a pulse. He found it, but it was slow. "He's practically dead because of you! This is my one chance to cure the illness of mortality and you go and screw it up with your sick desires!"

Horus sighed. "You should've realised that is how I conduct my research."

"You were supposed to have changed!"

"I did, but I got bored of being 'normal'." Horus replied. "I find harming subjects gives the best results."

"If I had known this would be what you would do, I would have never given him to you. I'm taking him back now." Derol clicked his fingers and two of his guards that had accompanied him lifted the Doctor up between them.

Horus made no move to stop them. He didn't need to. One word from Derol could destroy his entire operation.

Without looking back at the madman, Derol left, trailing behind his body guards.

Anger will help you. In order to maximise your power you must learn to pore emotions into it. Anger is the most powerful one and will aid you more then any happiness or love could do.

Rose sighed. All right. I'll give it a try.

Think of your anger to Martha. Remember what she poses. She wants to take the Doctor away from you. She wants him for herself. Someone like her has no place in our world.

Despite the nagging feeling in the back of her mind, Rose agreed with this assessment. Slowly, she filled her mind with an image of Martha kissing the Doctor, and felt anger rushing up her veins as the image became real. She clenched her fists and then opened them again, and from her fingertips came red light.

As her anger increased the cloud of red power began to form. Her eyes watched with fascination as it formed a dragon.

A red dragon.

She gasped and it disappeared as her concentration lapsed.

Did I do it? she asked the Bad Wolf.

She could see it nod in her head. Yes. That is what will save the Doctor. However you need to learn to unleash it at a moment's notice. For now, we are tired and to preserve our strength for the coming trial we must sleep.

Rose nodded her head and slowly settled down till she fell asleep once more.

To Be Continued…

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Next chapter is entitled: Research Cells - This chapter has not even been written yet. It's planned out, but that's it. I know I said this last chapter, but I didn't have much time at the weekend to write - talking online and doing school work really gets in the way - so hopefully, I'll get a few chapters done in the next few days, if I can. At the earliest, this chapter will be posted on Friday, but probably not until next week at the latest. I do apologise but I'd like to get a few chapters ahead so that I will always have something to update every four days. Sorry!

Until Next Time, and Thank You to all those who have supported me so far with this fic!

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