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Quasimodo was purposely up earlier than he needed to be. He would ask Frollo about the Doctor today, for Esmeralda. He took out the necklace she had given him and nodded, as if to solidify his resolve.

How to begin though? What to say?

Quasi tried to practice how he would ask Frollo without arousing any suspicions from his Master but to no avail. He continued to think of how to say it while he rang the morning bells but nothing sounded right. He could only hope that the right words would come when he needed them too.

The morning was swiftly passing and would soon be afternoon. Quasimodo began to worry about what could be keeping his guardian. He already had plates set out along with the wine glass and he was sitting drumming his fingers fearing the worst. His curiosity finally makes him get up from the table and approach the open balcony that looked down on the market square. The sight that greeted him struck him with terror. There stood gallows, and upon them stood Frollo and the Doctor. Even from the high tower in which Quasi was stood, he could see that the Doctor had been beaten. His white prison garbs stained red in some areas and the man himself looked bedraggled and defeated. He was pushed towards the noose and asked something indistinguishable but seemingly made no reply. Quasi knew what was to come next and though his mind screamed at him to turn away, his eyes could not rip themselves from what was going on so far below. Then the Doctor dropped, only then could Quasi turn away and as he did so a strangled sob escaped him.

He had hoped this would not be the way of things but clearly now he was going to have to tell Esmeralda the terrible news. He would have to wait until nightfall so he would not be seen. Quasi went to ring the bells to signify Noon. Had anyone really listened to the tone of the pealing bells they would have felt the despair filling the heart of the bell-ringer.

xXx

Claude Frollo was glaring down at the body of the man whose power over him was no more when he caught the first glimpse of it. A kind of ethereal glow emanated from the man's body, gold and akin to something you would call 'heavenly'.

As he realised this, he realised also that he had made a grave error.

"Cover up the body and take it to a room in the Palace." Frollo instructed one of the guards. He obviously sounded insane but the guard knew better than to step out of line.

xXx

A stinging pain in his neck is what wakes him, but the pain is fading and the Doctor catches the subtle golden hues of his Regeneration energy. 'Oh no, not right now!'

He began to panic, there was nothing to pour the excess energy into once he was healed. It took him a minute to realise that he actually didn't know where he was, which only served to make him panic more. In his panic he barely hears the footfalls coming along the corridor and the door to his room swing on it's hinges. However, when Frollo enters the room some of the Doctor's sense is restored to him. He breathed deeply and calmed himself. If Frollo was here then the Doctor must be in the Palace of Justice. This thought did not make him feel any more safe but at least now he knew where he was. He could see Frollo looking at him, his lips were moving. The Doctor hadn't been listening.

"Pardon?" The Doctor croaked.

Frollo looked confused at the Doctor, "I didn't hear what you were saying." The Doctor continues

Frollo coughs and starts again.

"I said, it would seem I made a mistake with you. You are not a lowly gypsy as I first thought. That glow that emanates from your skin, no such unholy creature can surely posses such heavenly beauty. No. I have been sent an Angel to help me in my mission."

The Doctor's head begins to hurt and he is very aware of the dangerous madness glazing over Frollo's eyes. "I am no Angel, I am definitely not holy nor am I here to help you. Frollo, you have gone mad."

"The gypsies that you met with in your journey to me have brainwashed you! Of course you must be heaven sent! You rose again after being hung by the neck."

"That I rose again means nothing, I could be a demon."

"Not with such a golden glow. It would not be possible. That you have been sent to me means that God himself approves of my mission. For he has sent a warrior of his own to slay those heathen cur that swarms my city's streets." Frollo seemed to stop to process what he had said and then a sickening smile spread across his face. "And so my feelings are not wrong at all, for how could God fault me for my love for one of his Angels."

At that last sentence the Doctor stands and makes his way across the room to where Frollo is standing. "Frollo. I am not an Angel of God. I am not Human. My name is The Doctor and I am from a far off galaxy that your race will not discover for millennia to come. I am of a planet so long burnt that Humans will never know it. I am The Doctor, a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey within the constellation of Kasterbor~"

He is cut off with a sudden sharp pain in his cheek. Frollo's eyes betrayed the madness that had consumed his soul. "DO NOT LIE TO ME!" He shrieked.

In that instant, the Doctor knew two things. One - He was scared of what Frollo might do if he continued to protest the delusions Frollo had come to believe. Two - If he wanted to live and escape, it was necessary to play along with the aforementioned delusions.

The Doctor bowed his head to Frollo, "Of course. I am sorry, you must understand that my Father wished you not find out who I was. I got carried away."

Frollo's momentary rage dissipated and he fell to his knees. "I am so sorry. I am sorry, please forgive me. I lost my temper, I did not understand why you denied it. I understand now and I beg your forgiveness."

"You have it." The Doctor said and laid a gentle hand on Frollo's head, a minute shiver of disgust coursed through his body at the action but he could not break character now. He would get his chance but now was not the time.

"Thank you. Thank you." Frollo sobbed.

The Doctor moved away from Frollo and returned to the bed.

"May I ask what it is like... in Heaven?"

"You will see for yourself one day Claude Frollo. Now, I must expel the excess energy that has healed me or it will change me. Do you have something I can pour it into? A lidded jar would do." The Doctor's tone became distant and almost cold.

"Yes. Yes, I shall go find something." And with that, Frollo ran from the room.

'I must escape sooner rather than later.' The Doctor thought. 'I must warn Clopin that Frollo has truly lost it. I will take them all away from here. Every single one of them.'

xXx

The Doctor had not been made to wait too long before Frollo returned with something for the Doctor to expel the last of the energy into. He had asked if he might keep it but the Doctor told him no and made up something about it being too powerful a raw form of energy to be giving over to a human as a keepsake.

Frollo then took his leave telling the Doctor that he had work to do and that he would return sometime after dinner to see him.

The Doctor had no desire to see the man again but if he wanted to escape he had to keep up his charade a little while longer.

True to his word, Frollo returned little over an hour after dinner. The Doctor's dinner had been brought to his room and the plate was still full of food and cold when Frollo walked in.

"Why haven't you eaten?"

"I don't need to eat to sustain myself." That was true in part, he didn't need to eat as often as humans but the last meal he had was that soup Marguerite had made for him. He was just being really stubborn.

"I see. Now, my friend it would seem we have found a way into the Court of Miracles and I would like you to accompany me there."

The Doctor quickly suppressed the shock and horror bubbling in his stomach. "I am afraid that while I would most enjoy that, I am still quite exhausted and therefore must beg your forgiveness."

"Do not feel you must ask my forgiveness, of course you may stay and rest instead. There will be plenty time for you and I to take out these heathens together at another time."

'Not if I have anything to do with it.' He thought, and nodded at Frollo. As if to further convince Frollo that he meant to sleep, the Doctor went and laid on the bed.

Frollo seemed to have some trouble leaving the room and stuttered something about being back soon.

As soon as Frollo left however, the Doctor quietly rose from the bed and rushed to the door. He heard the clanking of armour and knew instantly that Frollo did not trust him not to leave, no matter. He would just have to deal with the guard before he left. That would probably be the hardest of the night's tasks as he did not have his Sonic Screwdriver on him but he would surely somehow incapacitate the guard.

It was about a half hour later that he heard Horses stampede away and he knew this was his window of opportunity. He opened the door and wrapped an arm around the guards neck. He applied just enough pressure and when he felt the guard pass out, let him slump to the floor. Before he ran off to find his belongings, he grabbed the guards dagger, in case he should need it.

xXx

After he rung the last bells of the night, Quasimodo donned his robes and hood. He scaled his way down from the belltower and took the necklace from where he had hidden it in his pocket. He could see it was supposed to be a map. A view of the city from high up and he knew his city well.

He ran off into the night, not once suspecting that he was being followed.

Frollo always kept a safe distance from Quasimodo and ensured that the horses were kept quiet.

As he knew Quasimodo would, they were lead straight to the Court's entrance. Very clever of them to hide it in a graveyard, Frollo had to admit that he would never have thought to look in a graveyard for the entrance to this famed Gypsy hideout.

Quasi didn't even look around to check for others before he descended into the Court beneath the tombstone.

"Shouldn't we move in sir?" One of the lieutenants said.

"No, they will have someone guarding the entrance no doubt. Let them be distracted with Quasimodo and then we will make our move."

xXx

Quasimodo was frightened, it was quite dark and there were skeletons everywhere. 'Keep going, you must tell Esmeralda, you promised her.'

From behind something rattled and before Quasi could even think to run numerous people had a hand on him. They marched him forward a little and Clopin approached.

"Well, well, well. What have we here?" He asked.

Quasimodo didn't even get a chance to explain himself as a gag was quickly put over his mouth and effectively silenced him.

"You're very clever to have found our hideaway but unfortunately you won't live to tell the tale."

The men holding him began dragging him along behind Clopin.

"Maybe you've heard of a terrible place

Where the scoundrels of Paris

Collect in a lair

Maybe you've heard of that mythical place

Called the Court of Miracles

Hello, you're there!

Where the lame can walk

And the blind can see

But the dead don't talk

So you won't be around

To reveal what you've found

We have a method for spies and intruders

Rather like hornets protecting their hive

Here in the Court of Miracles

Where it's a miracle if you get out alive!"

Quasimodo was being dragged towards a gallows and heard Clopin proclaiming that there would be 'good noose tonight.'

"None other than Frollo's very own Bellringer!"

Many people booed and jeered at Quasi, then he felt the noose slip around his neck and he began to panic.

"Justice is swift in the Court of Miracles

I am the lawyers and judge all in one

We like to get the trial over with quickly

Because it's the sentence that's really the fun!

Now that we've seen all the evidence

Wait! I object!

Overruled!

I object!

Quiet!

Dang!

We find you totally innocent

Which is the worst crime of all

So you're going to hang!"

Just before Clopin pulled the lever, Esmeralda declared that Quasimodo was no spy and was in fact here to deliver a message to her.

"Well why didn't he say so?" Clopin asked.

"I didn't get a chance!"

Esmeralda took Quasi's hand and smiled at him.

"Esmeralda, I came here to tell you…" Quasimodo began but Esmeralda placed a finger on his

"It's okay Quasi. I already know." She said sadly.

"I'm so sorry."

"As am I. He was a good man and he did not deserve to be executed."

"Thank you for giving this to me," Quasi said, handing back the necklace. "Or I would never have found you."

Everyone had gone back to their own devices and were settling back down when Frollo's voice boomed and echoed in the cavernous main concourse of the court.

"I suppose I should thank you too. Without Quasimodo and that necklace, I would not know where to have come either."

People began to panic and flee.

Frollo's guards quickly set about capturing people and destroying the Court.

xXx

The Doctor found it surprisingly easy to follow Frollo undetected.

They waited for Quasi to be caught and the Doctor waited for Frollo and his men to make their spectacle, always staying not to far from them all.

As Frollo's guards destroy and arrest, the Doctor stays in the shadows. Getting as close to Frollo as he could. It helped that Frollo had decided to stay on the ledge as if he were too important to be down there with the guards and Gypsies.

The Doctor smirked and caught the Judge by surprise, "Hush now, Claude. Not a word." He whispered and put the blade to Frollo's throat.

Frollo growled at the deceit. "Still claiming allegiance to these scum?" He whispered back.

The pressure of the blade on Frollo's throat increased. "I said not a word."

The Doctor stepped out to the edge of where they stood and called out, "Stop! Everyone of you here that is under Frollo's command. These people have done nothing to earn this, so you will untie them and leave!"

They all stopped and stared, the Guards mouths dropped at the sight of him.

"Mon ami! How are you alive?

The Doctor just winked at Clopin and continued, "It seems none of you heard me right. Can you not see the position I have your boss in? Untie your prisoners and LEAVE!"

They seemed to get the picture now because they all began to untie Clopin's people and leave the way they came.

"Not you Captain." The Doctor clarified.

Pheobus looked worried for a split second before his training and composure caught up with him.

"Very well." He said.

"For those of us who have not been introduced." The Doctor called, "My name is The Doctor and I I have no desire to kill the man before me though I have no doubt it would be a fate most deserved." The Doctor kept a tight grip on Frollo by the elbow as he lead him down to the main concourse. "That is where you come in Captain… No, no. Don't look so horrified. I'm not about to ask you to do it. No. Something tells me you are a good man. A decorated soldier who, as your record states, never killed a man who did not need to die."

"That is the truth." Pheobus declared defensively.

"I never said otherwise. I trust that you could oversee the transition of a new Minister of Justice? A fairer and kinder one?"

"And what will happen to Frollo?"

At that, the Doctor threw Frollo towards Clopin. "We simply haven't a clue."

Pheobus looked unsure but the Doctor took him by the arm and lead him away. "I don't generally approve of that way of doing things but there are exceptions to every rule."

Hello my dearies! First of all I have to apologise for the long break this story has taken and as recompense, I will post two chapters today, bear in mind though that the next chapter is the last one.

So I feel you deserve some sort of explanation, I started a new job the same week you got your last update however I ended up very ill and so I had to leave. I am only just now starting to feel better, I don't really want to go into to much detail about that though. The main thing is that I am back.

Now, as always, I hope you have enjoyed this chapter and please feel free to leave a review!