Evolution
Summary: Gallifrey doesn't have Earth animals, so what forms do their daemons take. And how did Missius become a bird?
Doctors: Two at first, then Eleven
AN: For the sake of copyright, I probably won't use direct quotes and also because this is an AU anyways so… As always, any ideas you'd like to share, by all means however I've already chosen their daemons.
AN: I don't know ClassicWho. I don't know the 2nd Doctor's personalities. I just know the Doctor.
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"Your new form is interesting Missi," the Doctor said softly, stroking a black feather. "I think we'll fit in more with our human host."
Missius stretched out her wing, examining the black plumage and testing her new limbs. "I think so," she agreed, "Ben and Polly seemed to enjoy seeing me."
The Doctor chuckled. "I don't think they even believed you to be anything other than a bird," he said, "they probably thought I was hiding you within my coat."
"It would not be a lie, technically," Missius replied, then tilted her head.
"What is it?" the Doctor asked.
"It's strange being on the outside," Missius replied, then shivered. "Colder."
The Doctor took her in his arms, holding her close to his chest. "Then never leave," he said softly, stroking her back. "Stay close, and then we'll never be cold."
"Doctor?"
The Doctor blinked, his eyes focusing again on the picture of himself with Missius when she was a crow. He turned to the center of the room, where Clara and Mexus were looking around.
"Yes Clara?" he asked dutifully, stroking Missius's crest.
"You really keep them in here? I mean, these are your memories?" the school teacher asked, looking closely.
The room was filled to the brim with moving pictures and souvenirs. The Doctor walked to Clara.
"Yes," he replied, "Every memory I cherish I keep in here. And I visit when I want to smile." 'Or cry'.
The Doctor smiled and pointed. "For example, those are my first human friends, from when I was much younger; Barbara and Ian; along with my granddaughter, Susan," he said.
"We traveled with them for quite some time," Missius noted.
Clara looked at the picture. It was black and white, with four people enjoying a picnic. The first two were obviously a couple, with a goose and swan daemon respectively. Next was a young girl, with a mouse in her hands, though there was something strange about it, and finally was the Doctor. Clara frowned, looking at the old man more closely, searching.
"What is it?" the Doctor asked, though he had a faint idea.
"Where's Missi?" Mexus asked curiously from Clara's arms.
"Yea, I don't see her," Clara agreed, looking closer.
"This picture was taken before we adapted," the Doctor replied, "before my first regeneration. There was no Missi then, or at least, not one people could see."
"What do you mean?" Clara asked.
"Time Lords have daemons, I told you this," the Doctor said, "however, the daemon lives inside the Time Lord, in here."
The Doctor placed his hand over his left heart. "I could hear her, and in my mind's eye see her, but no one else can, or could. Being born on the inside kept out daemons safe from a Time Lord's enemies, and created a closer bond," the Doctor explained.
"Well, what happened?" Clara frowned.
"Nothing happened," the Doctor assure. "It's like I told you; species evolve. When I regenerated for the first time, Missi left my body so we would fit in on Earth more easily. And we've just kept the form."
"Have you ever tried to change back?" Mexus asked; curious about this form of bond.
"No," we can't, "but we've no need to anyways. Last Time Lord. And I like Missi like this. It's nice seeing her with a physical form." Even if my insides are empty.
"Well," Clara paused, finding the words. "I like her this way too," she finally settled.
The Doctor smiled. "Thank you," he replied, stroking Missi. You fill that spot nicely, Clara Oswald.
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I think this is one of my favorite chapters so far.
For Your Knowledge:
Eleven: Yellow-Crested Cockatoo
Clara: Magellanic Penguin, Mexus
Don't bother remembering:
Two: Crow
Barbara: Swan
Ian: Canadian Goose
Ben: Golden Retriever
Polly: white persian cat
Till next time,
Ja ne~!