A/N: Still don't own doctor who, just plots and original characters. Thanks for the reviews, as usual they're fantastic and keep me writing. The last few nights I have pratically been attacked in my sleep with ideas for this story and I honestly didn't expect for it to get so epic. I've got the next few chapters written and you'll either hate or love what's going to happen which you'll find out soon enough. I just really don't want my story to end up in the doomed fanfic community!.

Teresa Phillips smirked as the Doctor was lay on the floor, crippled with pain. His agonised cries amused her even more and she knew her masters would be satisfied. She whipped him even harder than before and yelled out in pain. Teresa wanted and planned to inflict as much pain on the timelord as humanly possible. "We have your companion in the lab next door" she said coldly and watched as he attempted to get up. She immediately cracked her whip and hit him again and he quickly went down.

"Why are you doing this? who are you working for?" he cried.

"I'm doing this because I need revenge, Doctor. As for my masters, they will reveal themselves when the time is right" she replied as she whipped him across the face. He instantly started to bleed but his time lord body helped him heal pretty quickly. Much quicker than a normal human being. Teresa looked at him bitterly. She despised the time lords for what they did to her, her mother and her father. If they hadn't of done it, maybe Teresa's mother would have loved her like she'd loved her younger sister. Maybe even more.

"Revenge? what did I ever do you?" he asked angrily as the guards helped him up and chained him to a metal chair this time instead of the table. Teresa looked at him and for a moment, he swore he saw a flicker of emotion on her cold middle age face. But then he blinked and she looked blank. He'd probably just imagined it.

"The timelords and their stupid, pompous rules ruined my life. Now you shall pay for what they did" she said, her eyes flashing with anger.The doctor looked at her desperately, hoping he could make her see sense.

"I didn't like the rules just as much as you. Infact I broke most of them especially when I 'borrowed' the tardis and flew off to save worlds and civilisations but I don't go around seeking revenge on people who'd never met you before in their life. It wasn't as if I was in charge of the timelords or Gallifrey"

"You were president at one point" Teresa pointed out coldly. Well she had him there.

"Fine, do whatever you want with me, just leave Rose and Mickey alone" he pleaded. A slow, evil smirk began to spread on Teresa's face.

"I'm sorry it's too late now. For the boy, Mickey is dead and your friend Rose is currently...let's just say our lab rat" The Doctor's face paled. Tereasa took one last look at him before walking out and slamming the door behind her. The Doctor had to fight to hold back tears, he couldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing him cry. Mickey was dead? they killed him, the Doctor thought angrily. And Teresa had labelled Rose their 'lab rat'. Well he was going to put an end to whatever experiments they were doing on Rose and find her 'masters' then destroy them.

Teresa Phillips walked into her private suite on level 5 and promptly burst into tears. She hated feeling like this, it was all the Doctor's fault and first thing tommorow morning she would whip him until he begged for mercy. She tossed off her black high heels and changed into her black silk nighty before slipping into her queen size bed. Her dark hair that she had pulled up in it's usual tight bun, came loose and fell past her slim shoulders. She lay her head down on the pillows and tried to block her mothers hurtful words out of her head. Your father's dead and it was all your fault. If you weren't born things might of been different...your a failure and nobody will ever love you. Teresa felt angry. All she ever felt these days was angry. She was angry with the Doctor for unlocking emotions she'd hid away years ago. She was angry with her mother for never loving her like she should of and angry with herself for everything she'd done. She hated herself . She was too tired to do this job anymore. Teresa remembered the story her mother had told her about her father right before she'd blamed her for his death. She'd met him while nearly being killed by alien that had landed on Earth and wanted to eat people, he'd saved her and it turned out he was a timelord that had ran away from Gallifrey.. He'd asked her to travel with him, she had done and then she eventually fell in love with him. He'd felt the same and then a couple of months after Teresa was born, he was executed through all of his ten remaining regenerations, for mating with a human female. Maybe it was Teresa's fault afterall but it still didn't make it right for her mother to treat her like that. After hearing that story and learning how her mother really felt about her, Teresa blamed the timelords and the only thing, thankfully, that she'd inherited off her father was intelligence. She was born with a uman body. Technically, she was half timelord but she didn't want to admit it, she was proud of being human. As soon as she'd met her masters she leapt at the chance of working for them. They needed her intelligence and her mother had told her legends of the daleks to give her nightmares about them before she went to sleep. Her mother had hated them so she seized the chance to get back at her, no matter how many lives she had to ruin and she had ruin many but Mickey was the first person she'd killed and it felt horrible and now she was starting to believe she'd made a big mistake. Afterall, they could exterminate once they had got what they had wanted and she would die alone and achieved nothing except a guilty conscience.

Reinette sobbed in the tardis as she looked at Mickey's body once again. Mickey had only been in his early to mid twenties but he was dead. He's been shot the tardis said mournfully. She was really upset, she'd gotten used to having Mickey around, he was nice and had understood Rose's feelings better than anyone, even the Doctor. The tardis remembered the look on Mickey's face when they were being carried off by the transmat beam. He'd looked terrified. Sure he hadn't been the bravest out of the three of them but he'd been smart and strong in his own way. Reinette looked at him one last time before leaving the tardis. He'd been so nice to her, especially after she'd been so mean about Rose. He hadn't judged her. She wiped away her tears, stood up and walked out of the tardis to find her remaining friends before any harm could come to them. She was their only hope now.