Red Dragon

Chapter Eighteen

Uncontrollable

They stood in front of a security door. Leaning over the controls Rose studied each one, using her power to find the correct one. She allowed a grim smile as she worked. Behind her Mickey, Martha and Bejani fidgeted uncomfortably. She knew they realised something was wrong - she knew they suspected she was up to something. They were far more hesitant in following her then before.

And that only confirmed her suspicions that they were working against her.

Which one to press?

The Bad Wolf was still helping her, but the problem was, it didn't know which one would help them get through the security door. They hadn't had any problems until this room. And Rose was certain the Doctor was just beyond her reach. Deep in her heart she could feel him there, just beyond the barrier.

I'm going to have to make a decision. Picking out a large button, Rose pressed it, waiting. The door did not open.

But it did activate a security recording.

And what Rose saw fuelled her anger causing her to lose complete control of herself.

"Sir," the guard stood to attention as Derol nodded at him to continue, "we have intruders in the base."

Derol's eyes flickered uncertainly. But he betrayed no emotion on his face. "What do you mean?"

"A few of my men are not responding to calls. I send the 'droids' to check on them. They reported that all the men were unconscious. I took the liberty of browsing through the recent security recordings and I found intruders being helped by Bejani Krosov."

"What?" Now Derol was worried.

"I have printed an image of the intruders, sir, if you wish to view it."

Derol held out his right hand and took the image that the guard held out to him. "No…" He couldn't believe it!

"Do you know them, sir?"

Derol had always made sure his men didn't question him. He questioned them instead, but he ignored the breech of a rule. He answered: "I do. Recognise them, yes. That girl - that blonde girl - is one of my prizes companions - as well as the other two, the black ones. It seems," Derol stroked his chin, "that Bejani Krosov is a traitor. But we must not worry about him now. It's the blonde one I'm worried about. She must not get in here. Do whatever you must. Make sure she can't reach her friend."

The guard bowed before leaving.

Derol whispered: "Everything will be lost otherwise."

Martha felt sick.

The recording they were viewing was horrible. They had seen torture inflicted upon a friend. Someone that didn't deserve it. Her face was buried in Mickey's shoulder, who, too was struggling to keep his eyes away from the spectacle.

But it was so entrancing, no matter how horrible it was.

Though there was no sound they knew he was screaming.

The Doctor was being hurt for no reason. And they were watching it.

When it ended Rose turned to the others, her red eyes glaring fiercely. Anger radiated from her.

And from her fingertips came a Red Dragon.

It caused havoc around the room, destroying everything.

He will pay. Oh yes, Flynn will pay…

The Doctor glanced up as Derol Flynn flaunted into his cage. His eyes were blazing. He stood right in front of the Doctor, ensuring that his face was as close as possible to his.

"Do you know what's happened?" he demanded, spitting.

"I'm not very well informed these days," the Doctor retorted.

SLAP! A hand connected to his face.

"Your dear friends have somehow found their way here. How could they manage that?"

The Doctor shrugged weakly. He was still feeling a bit out from his session in the Chamber. "How am I supposed to know?"

Derol glared. Reaching inside his coat pocket he pulled out a syringe, jabbing the needle into his victim's arm, injecting the clear fluid.

Darkness closed in.

Rose…

"ROSE!"

Mickey's voice jerked her out of the anger radiating through her body. He was shaking her roughly. The anger seemed to fade but then returned, bubbling beneath the surface. Images raced through her head.

The Doctor in pain…

The Doctor looking like he was near death…

"I'm fine," she muttered, glaring hatefully at him. At the moment, Rose did not care what she felt like. What she needed now was her anger. And Mickey sought to change that. She snarled.

"You're not fine," he said calmly, "You're being controlled. Fight it. Don't let it win!"

You see he wants you dead…Without me, you will be…the Bad Wolf spoke.

Rose nodded. I know that now.

Then its time, the Wolf answered, It is time to rid ourselves of their interference in our mission.

It sounded so convincing, so right that Rose did not hesitate when told to.

Martha stepped back watching with horror as Rose sent Mickey flying with a whoosh of her hand. Red power crackled from her fingertips. Mickey hit the steel wall, and she heard a crack, and he fell, limp as anything. Ignoring the dangers to herself, Martha ran towards him, checking his pulse.

He was still breathing.

Then Rose was upon her. But Bejani Krosov was launching himself at Rose.

"YOU WON'T STOP ME! I'M TOO POWERFUL FOR YOU! GIVE UP WHILE YOU HAVE THE CHANCE!" Rose bellowed, anger spreading from her figure. Hatred was etched into her eyes.

And Martha knew.

Rose is lost…

Darkness overcame her as red power engulfed her, choking her.

"And now for you," Rose allowed an evil smile to cross her features as she sent Bejani sprawling. "You might say that you don't deserve what I'm about to do, but you do. Nothing you say to me will save you now," she hissed.

Bejani kicked out. Rose fell, slamming her head on the floor, but she was too strong to allow a minor injury harm her like that. She laughed mirthlessly, climbing back to her feet. With a quick flip, she lashed out, kicking Bejani in the chin, jerking his head up and back.

He slumped to the floor, but he was still alive, still awake, watching with eyes filled with fear. But that did not deter her from her mission.

Ensuring that he was watching, Rose made a fist, pouring all her energy, all the strength of the wolf into her fist, she waited with satisfaction ripping through her as Bejani Krosov began to choke. She was constricting his airways through the will of her mind.

She did not relent her hold, only watched.

And then he was gone. Dead.

Her work was done.

Now onto the bigger prize…

Rose walked.

She did not care who she met…and killed. Her anger focused her, kept her on the goal ahead.

Derol Flynn would die. He had to…there was no other option she could take.

Calm yourself Rose…

Stopping, Rose let energy glide through her, calming her. She breathed slowly, and when she opened her eyes (they were still red), she found herself at peace with what she had to do.

She continued onward. The Wolf continued to channel its power through her.

Today everything would end. The Doctor would be safe and they could be together.

Rose smiled.

I'm coming for you, Doctor. Hold on just a little longer…

To Be Continued…

Please Let Me Know What You Think!

Author's Note: See, Rose is now being extremely evil…heh. I hope this chapter doesn't seem too rushed, but you must understand that Rose is too powerful to be stopped.

Next chapter: - as yet untitled - in which Derol gets scared, Rose finds the Doctor, and the Bad Wolf is just, well, evil…coming soon…

Until next time!

Leila-Rose-Bell