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I took an evil joy in watching you guys freak out in last chapter's reviews. It's Angel Time now, guys. Watch out!

Martha gasped as she stared at the angel, unblinking. Then, very firmly, she raised her wand and said, "Riddikulus!" Nothing happened. "Martha," she heard The Doctor saying, "Don't. Blink." "But-but-Doctor, it's just a boggart!" "Image of an angel becomes an angel," The Doctor said grimly. "…Alright. I'm looking at it now. You can blink, but then keep staring." Martha blinked, and sure enough, the angel was in the same place. Martha could feel Jack's hands on her shoulder. "Back up," he said. She backed up, trembling, and Jack steered her so she didn't bump into anything. "Alright, now we're all staring at it." Jack called to The Doctor. "Ok," he replied calmly, "We're going to keep staring at this angel. We're going to figure out what to do. If you need to blink, say something. Make sure we all know." "Got it," Martha and Jack chorused.

"All right, so how do we deal with it?"

"Doctor, I'm sorry, we have to destroy it."

"But Jack-"

"Doctor! Think of all the children here. Remember, this thing is a murderer!"

"…All right. How do we destroy this angel?"

"We're wizards, right?"

"…Yes."

"Can't we smash it to bits with magic?"

"…Martha, you're a genius."

"Thanks. I have to blink now."

"Go ahead, we're watching it."

Martha blinked. The angel was in the same spot. "Ok," she said. She took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm going to try and smash it." She raised her wand. "Frange!" A beam of blue light burst from her wand, and hit the statue. It bounced off. "…Crap." "How did you know that spell?" asked Jack curiously. "I know Latin; I went from there." "…I've got an idea." The Doctor finally spoke. "Blink if you two have too, then step back. Martha and Jack did so. The Doctor took a deep breath. "Explodere!" The beam of red light hit the angel, and was absorbed. The Doctor swore in a language that definitely wasn't English. "Doctor, what did you do?!" "I… may have given it more power." Martha had something in her eye, she had to blink. Jack and The Doctor were still watching, right?

She blinked.

The angel now stood with it's hands away from it's face, staring with sightless eyes, a sneer on it's stone face. One hand was outstretched, the finger pointed towards the chandelier in the ceiling. "CRAP!" "Martha, you blinked!" "Thanks, Jack, I figured that out!" "GUYS! THE CANDLES!" Everyone looked upwards just enough to see the candles guttering. They all swore in unison. They looked back at the angel, it's sneer now looking triumphant. "Ok, guys." The Doctor's voice was deathly quiet. "The door is open. On the count of three, run. Got it? One… Two… Three."

They all tore out of the room, glancing back as often as they could. They saw the angel coming after them, it's face twisted into a grotesque expression, sharp fangs bared, closer than it ought to be each time. Closer and closer, an invisible hunter… They ran faster. They had just gone around a bend in the hallway when The Doctor turned around. "LUMOS!" Light filled the hallway they were running down, and the angel was frozen, it's face snarling horribly. "Guys. Keep looking at it." They both were. The Doctor took a deep breath. "Both of you, walk backwards fifteen paces. They did. "Doctor…?" Martha asked cautiously when they were finished. The Doctor sighed. "As long as it's stone, it can't be killed…" Martha and Jack gasped. "Doctor, you can't!" "I have to." "It'll get you!" They were pleading with him. "Jack. Martha." He was stern. "Close your eyes." Martha bit her lip, but obeyed. The Doctor took a deep breath. "Maximus Dirumpo!"

The Doctor blinked.

BOOM!

The castle shook to it's foundations with the explosion. Bits of stone showered the three. Slowly, timidly, Jack and Martha opened their eyes. The angel was gone, but The Doctor lay on his back. The front of his body was black with soot. "DOCTOR!" Martha and Jack yelled and ran over to him. Jack suddenly stopped, and stuck a hand out. "Wait, Martha." "What?" "Accio Angel Fragmina!" Bits of stone flew to his open hand. He dropped the small pile onto the ground. "Eruo." The bits of stone were reduced to nothing. "An angel can reform if it has energy. This way, it won't come back," he explained to Martha. "Now let's help The Doctor!" They rushed to his side. "No glowing… can he even regenerate in this… form?" Martha wondered. "I think so, but we better get him to Madame Pomfrey right away." Jack said grimly. Martha nodded and did a quick once-over. "He's safe to move." Jack and Martha proceeded to half-run while carrying The Doctor up the stairs to the Hospital Wing.

I am so evil.

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