Author's note: The poem used in this chapter is called "Cities and Thrones and Powers" by Rudyard Kipling. Copyright Rudyard Kipling, obviously. Enjoy! You know how much I hate leaving you in the dark *wink wink not really* and, hopefully, I can get the next chapter out soon!

-Doctor's POV-

Daniel was absolutely staring me down. He had plenty of reason to be worried because, after all, he was the main target by then. I tried to give him a reassuring look, but I knew it really wasn't possible to get him to calm down completely. I'll tell you, I wouldn't just relax if someone was trying to steal my voice.

"He needs your voice in particular for something. Probably because you're so well known..." I trailed off into my head as I tried to think of why Number Two would even bother taking someone's voice in the first place.

"Maybe that's it, though."

I looked up. Amy was still talking in unison with him. It gave me the heebie-jeebies just thinking about it.

"Maybe," Daniel continued and started to pace back and forth, "he needs it for something. It could be that he has to imitate someone in order for full access to movement and verbal thoughts."

I stared at him even after he said it. It made perfect sense, what he had just said. There was the need for our Midnight-Zone-creature to access a person's voice and image before it...no, he could do anything, having no body of his own. I was really worried by this point. There was nothing I could think of to do. I felt completely helpless, and I felt dreadful because of it. Never before had I been completely unable to help a person or creature. There was probably something that I could try, but my mind was a blank slate.

This situation was a bit different from that of the Midnight Zone incident. Amy wasn't as scared or weak as Sky had been...and Daniel, the last of his kind was the victim currently rather than me. We also had the problem of Daniel's destiny; he was destined to do great things and, if I didn't find a way to save him now, there would be a bit of a scratch in the space-time continuum. That scratch would be right at the spot where a certain Prayer would try to take over the world. Things would probably play out fine, but not like it was supposed to if Daniel were there.

My mind was absolutely racing, and there was nothing to be won, found, recovered from my memory, etc.

"Doctor?"

"Yes, Daniel?"

"I think...I think you might..." He pointed at Amy.

I turned to face Amy and saw her staring, eyes squinted, right at me.

"Amy..."

She said this in unison with me. I nearly fell backwards.

"Heeellllooooo."

Unison.

I paused for a while.

"Medusa Cascade. Villenguard."

She remained in perfect time with me.

"The square root of 23 is 4.-" I cut off for a sharp intake of breath.

I squinted right back at her.

"Suzan Foreman, Ian Chesterton, Barbra Wright."

No different.

"Cities and Thrones and Powers stand in Time's eye almost as long as flowers which daily die: But, as new buds put forth to glad new men, out of the spent and unconsidered Earth, the Cities rise again."

"Doctor, we know that she's keeping up with you, but is this necessary?" Daniel asked. She kept her eyes on mine.

"This season's Daffodil she never hears, What change, what chance, what chill cut down last year's; but with bold countenance and knowledge small esteems her seven days' continuance, to be perpetual." Amy furrowed her brow after saying this with me and blinked a couple of times.

"So Time that is o'er -kind to all that be, ordains us e'en as blind, as bold as she: that in our very death, and burial sure, shadow to shadow, well persuaded, saith-"

"See how our works endure!"

Amy finished the poem on her own.

"Ah," I said.

"There it is," she said, finishing my sentence.

"You see, I knew that if I-"

"-over-rode your senses-"

"-you'd be under my control-"

"-rather than me being under-"

"-yours."

I smiled at her deviously.

She started.

"Now I am-"

"-finishing your sentences."

"However," she continued with irritation.

"They really are mine."

She shook her head.

"No, they're mine!" We said together, but only I continued. "That would be what you would say, correct? You see, the humanity from Amy is being pushed through to the surface."

"You have no way-!"

"Of doing anything to me if I'm doing this to you. So, release-"

"-Amy-"

"-before I have to force her out of you. Give you a bit more of the stuff that's in my head, how about?"

Her eyes widened.

"Take her back! Take her back!" Number Two screamed from inside of Amy. She suddenly sat rigid in her seat. Her mouth opened and a sort of mist flew out, then evaporated into thin air.

"And don't come back, you hear me?" I yelled after him, then chuckled to myself.

"Is it gone?" Amy asked, shuddering.

Rory put an arm around her shoulders and comforted her saying, "Yes, it's okay. He's gone."

I turned around and saw Daniel walking out of the car, ghost white.

Being me, I followed him.

"Daniel?" I said into the darkness outside the subway train.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a figure sneak into another one of the train cars.

"There you are," I muttered to myself. I quickened my pace in order to catch up with the boy. Hauling myself into the subway car, I glanced around, focusing on a figure under one of the flickering lights.

"Daniel, are you all right?"

As I stepped forward, he stepped back.

"What are you? Who are you, more like?"

"Daniel, what's wrong?"

"Everything!" he yelled at me. "You won't tell me who you really are, I have every reason to suspect you are just trying to get to me for the List like everyone else who attacks me, and all it looks like you're doing is helping me! Who the hell are you?"

I paused.

"The blank at the top of the List," he continued. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. There's no name, just a blank, and it surpassed the Prayer five minutes ago and never went away. What is it? Does it have anything to do with you?"

I remained silent.

"Tell me! You know what I'm talking about!"

Again, I paused, but then I finally said something, making sure I looked straight into his eyes.

"Yes, Daniel. I am that blank at the top of the List right now. I have disguised my name so much that I barely even remember it myself. I have held the balance of the very Earth's existence in the palm of my hand. I have reason for being at the top of your list right now, Daniel, because I am dangerous. I am extremely dangerous. Especially if you're threatening the safety of the human race because I will do just about anything at all to keep them safe, do you understand that?

"I am the last of my kind, rather like you, and I wish it were different, but the history of my world is time locked. Did your parents ever tell you stories of the last great Time War to get you to go to bed? Or as a campfire story? About the Time Lords and the Daleks? How the Time Lords were falling for the first time in history, and one of them escaped? Your parents probably mentioned dangerous things about the frontlines and the oncoming storm. The Doctor. Ring a bell any?"

I paused to let it all sink in. He stared at me and stepped further into the light.

"The...last of the Time Lords? The unnamed Doctor? The oncoming storm? All of that...that's you?" he asked, quietly.

I took a deep breath and sighed.

"Yes. That would be me."

"And what about destroyer of worlds, Doctor?"

The part of my name made me cringe.

"Please, don't use that name."

"And why not?"

I paused, thinking over how to reply.

"It was given to me by a man who was a destroyer of worlds himself. He...he blamed me for another's actions and...named me for them."

We were both silent this time. The sound of a shorting light bulb was the only thing audible. Actually, now that I think on it, we could definitely hear each others' breathing.

"Well, that's...I'm sorry." Daniel dipped his head.

"Yeah, well, you didn't seem very careful about your wording there. Think before you speak, Daniel. It may come in real handy some day. And as for me?" I opened my arms wide and stepped into the now returning light. "Are you going to take this chance? To kill Number One? Me? I am a threat, but I am your greatest ally as well.

"I do want you to realize, as well, that if you kill me, the world and universe will be in danger. I do so much to hold this place up; the very time and space of the universe is moved, pushed, and pulled on its path, sometimes, because of me. If I'm not here to do this task, then I pity the one who does take my place.

"So? What are you waiting for? Eliminate your horrid Number One right now or forever hold your peace."

He stood there, staring at me. I couldn't see if his mind had changed. The poor kid may have just fried his brains listening to me (certainly wouldn't be the first time that's happened to someone listening to me talk). Then, both my hearts skipped a beat.

Daniel created something in front of my eyes, and I was curious as to what it was for a moment, because of the flickering light.

Then, I saw it. I smiled faintly.

He had made his decision.