"Oh my god!" Clara said, eyes wide as she shook the unmoving body of the Doctor. Jack and Amy were right behind her as she tried to rouse the comatose figure of the Time Lord. "Don't you be dead. Don't you even try it!"
Amy had wide eyes as she saw the limp form her friend was in, there was a clean slit on his throat while his eyes were glassy and only stared forward into the darkness of the maze. The Girl Who Waited grabbed out his splayed wrist and felt for a pulse, there was a faint beat but it was changing from four beats to two, even his skin had taken on a pale tone and was ice-cold to the touch. Jack blinked, eyes flitting to the door they had just came through as it sealed itself off.
He placed his palm on the floor but quickly held it up, warm blood dripping from his fingers, he swallowed bitterly realizing for once it wasn't his own but the Doctor's. Clara was still trying to shake him awake but to no avail. A single tear dripped down Amy's cheek as she felt the pulse fade and the rush of life blood from her friend's young body. Clara looked up, wide-eyed but when Jack shook his head, she broke down. Sobs shaking her already tired and weak form.
Tears dripped off of Clara's face and onto the Time Lord's darkly colored tweed jacket as she picked up his discarded bow-tie. She held it in her hands like a lifeline but everyone jumped at the sudden gasp. Clara looked down at the Doctor's face, to find that her friend's eyes had turned a startling shade of gold and to Amy's own surprise the wound began to stitch itself close. This wasn't Time Lord healing, this was something else...something more powerful.
The Doctor blinked and suddenly the companions were blasted away, Amy farther away on the marble floor while Jack went straight through a wall and Clara got the least of it, she only skidded across the floor until her head slammed against the wall. The Doctor stood, wounds closing as a small field of golden light pulsated from his body. He looked at his hands, an experimental notion as he waved them through the air, in an instant a wall was blasted away.
"Oh this is a better form!" He cried happily, golden eyes wide as he spun around. He aimed his hand at Jack's unconscious form before sending a heated blast through his heart. The man screamed before going limp. "About time! I've been looking for a Time Lord for centuries."
Amy sat up, she was shaking as a trickle of blood caused her hair to stick to her sull. "What do you mean a new 'form'. Who are you?"
The Doctor spun around, he jumped down next to Amy, crossing his legs and putting his hands over his lap. Suddenly the man was calm as if nothing had happened. "Honestly, its a surprise you're still alive here. Didn't you listen to Jack? This is the maze of time. Made to imprison the most powerful thing in the universe and of all creation. So tell me...Pond, who am I?"
Amy shivered as he whispered her nickname. The thing possessing her Doctor had no reason to even say it. She swallowed, Clara was sitting up with wide eyes and Jack was gasping as he forced air back into his lungs. She shook her head, the Doctor smirking, golden eyes flashing, all around them the walls of the maze began to lower.
"Hello Time."