A/N: I have a lot of cliffhangers in store. STAY TUNED! ;)

Chapter 9

(Nico's POV)

Tears misted my sight as I looked into Bianca's deep, dark, depressed eyes. She stared back at me, before nodding and making her choice.

"Wipe my memory," she said. Although that was my original decision, it sounded a lot more...emotional. Especially coming from the girl who was about to choose in a literal life or death situation. The Doctor nodded. He only met her today, and yet his sadness towards her decision made me feel like he'd somehow...met her before.

The corridor the TARDIS was in was just ahead of us. If we could reach it without anymore distra-

BANG!

Bianca screamed. It was a gunshot, and looking around I saw a golden ghost creature, much like the one that tried to attack me. The bullet had narrowly missed Bianca, but came whistling into the wall behind us. The monster held its hand in front of its face. Another bullet erupted from the center of its palm.

I drew my sword, but immediately got it snatched off me by Bianca. She looked me straight in the eye, kissed my forehead, and said, "We'll get out of here. Trust me."

Three more monsters appeared out of nowhere. Bianca turned to face them, her hand tight on my sword. She screamed, almost like a battle cry, then charged at them.

WOOSH!

One monster already gone, sliced in half by my fearless sister. She aimed for the next two, who were stood next to each other.

WOOSH WOOSH!

Both monsters wiped out with one sword. That meant only one left. Bianca vs The Monster. The sword came hurtling towards the monster. But when it came back round, the monster had reanimated somewhere else.

"ENOUGH!" Bianca yelled. "I'm going to die anyway! I might as well make it memorable while I'm at it..." the monster probably didn't have the brain capacity to comprehend what she had just said, but charged her head on.

Bianca let out another battle cry. But this time, the sword glowed gold. A golden-black skull erupted from the tip of the sword and hit the monster square on the face. It immediately disappeared, eviscerating into dust. Bianca panted. She met our astounded gazes, before collapsing in a heap on the floor.

"Bianca!" I cried. No. Not here. Not now. No...

"We need to get her into the TARDIS to get her memory wiped," The Doctor said. "Or she'll die. And you'll never see her again."