Chapter Twenty Seven
We landed, and the three of us (me, Harry, and the Doctor), jumped out of the Tardis with our weapons pointed. Harry and the Doctor – their wands and screwdrivers outstretched. And me – a samurai sword gifted to me by an Emperor in ancient China. As much as I love my Swiss Army Knife, this mission required something with a little more stopping power.
We were out in the middle of a vampire nest, one that Dean, the idiot that he is, had decided to take on alone. Apparently, this nest was small, only seven or eight vampires, but old ones, and vicious. They had taken several hundred lives in less than a month.
Truthfully, my guess is that Dean had nothing to do but throw himself into hunting, with Sam gone. Especially since Cas didn't come back yet. And with Kevin dead. And Charlie in Oz…you see the point.
Dean had managed to kill two before the other five discovered him. He managed to escape to call us for backup, with the vampires hot on his tail. We attacked immediately, Harry using a stunning spell on the vampires, or the Doctor delaying them by using his screwdriver to drop large machinery on them (it was in an abandoned factory). I would fight them with my sword while Dean would cut off their heads from behind. (I couldn't kill, whether it was a vampire/murderer or not.)
When all of the bodies lay dead around us, I said to Dean, "I'll meet you back at the hideout."
He nodded.
Just as we were leaving, a vampire fell from the ceiling and landed on the Doctor's back. He was just about to sink his teeth into the Doctor's neck when I cut his head off.
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I had killed someone. I can't believe it.
I was fifteen, and I severed someone's head from their body…
Holy fucking shit.
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We climbed into the Tardis and took off. We circled in space for a bit to give Dean time to get back.
"I killed someone," I whispered.
"You saved my life," the Doctor said quietly.
We were sitting off the edge of the entrance of the Tardis, looking down at the Earth.
"It's still murder," I said.
"You took a life to protect mine, not to mention all the lives he would have taken in the future," the Doctor responded.
"You don't understand," I said, shivering. "I could feel his life force leave his body. I chopped his fucking head off."
"I've done worse," the Doctor said. "I fought in the time war. I've committed genocide."
"Don't try to undermine what I've done," I snapped. "I took a life. And I'm only fifteen."
"Sorry," the Doctor said quietly.
We spent the next couple of minutes staring out at the Earth. After several moments of silence, I said quietly, "Maybe I need to take a break from all of this…"
"What?" the Doctor asked.
"Not just yet. But maybe after a while…maybe a little break would be good. I wouldn't stay away forever, just a couple of months or a year. And you'd still have to visit. But too much adventure can be a bit….overwhelming."
"I understand," the Doctor said.
We got up, and landed at the hideout.
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"Hey," Dean said, as they walked out of the Tardis. "Who's the new companion?" He pointed to Harry.
"Oh," Harry said, coming up to Dean and outstretching his hand. "Hello. I'm sorry I haven't got a chance to introduce myself. I'm Harry. Harry Potter."
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