Hello guys ! No, I've absolutely not forgotten about publishing this chapter. Nope, never. Okay, actually I nearly did but I was studying my History and this thing in English about the globalisation... I have an oral tomorrow, so ^^' But no worries ! I'm here and the chapter is also here, so be ready because it's about to start !

Enjoy ! ^^

Disclaimer : The legend says that Lara is still waiting for money to be able to buy Doctor Who.

The Legend Of The Hybrid

Chapter 11 : Of course it was

They finally arrived to their destination. The Doctor had stayed silent during the journey, lost in his thoughts.

"Here we are. Welcome to the Chief's Castle !" There was absolutely...nothing. Which castle ?

"Actually Sir, it is at your feet." Of course it was. Elves.

When he saw the little castle in front of him (or in front of his feet to be more precise), it reminded him of his adventure with Clara in the miniaturised TARDIS. He couldn't remember that part of his life yet, it was only something Clara had told him. Let's give it time.

He shifted back his attention to the elves.

"The Chief loves his castle but he has some problem to keep it that way. Because of its appearance. Something called "Disney" sued him for copyrights." Even at the other end of the universe, it was still demanding money. Impressive.

The Doctor kneeled before the door and knocked slightly. He had to be careful not to break the door. Another little man answered, looking annoyed.

"What ?"

"I'm the Doctor and this is Clara, we would lik-..."

"We're not interested."

He slammed the door in the Doctor's face. Stay calm Doctor, stay calm. He glanced at the elves behind him, they shrugged. Okay Doctor, tact and diplomacy. He could do it.

He knocked a second time, still carefully. The little man opened again, still annoyed.

"You again ?"

"Yes, we were wondering if w-..."

"I don't care."

The Doctor had barely the time to step back to avoid the door that was shut once again in his face. Clara was barely containing her laugh. The Doctor gave her a hurt expression. She forgot everything about it when his attempt to talk to the Chief failed a third time.

She burst into laughter. The almighty last of the Time Lords, beaten by a wooden door and an elf. She was so going to tell the others about this.

He tried a fourth time but this time, instead of knocking, he smashed it. He had run out of patience. The Chief appeared on the threshold, furious. Not furious in a scary way, furious in a child's way. It was adorable.

"You broke my door !" The Doctor grinned.

"You weren't answering." The Chief growled quietly, aware of his powerlessness.

"What do you want ? If it is about your copyrights thing again, it is still a no. I won't change my castle."

"No, don't worry, it's not about this. Tell me, are you the only inhabitants with these men on this planet ?"

"Yes, we are. We won it at the lottery last year. Why ?" He winked discreetly at Clara, meaning "Trust me, I've got this." It wasn't a good sign.

"Me and my wife just got married." She raised an eyebrow.

"Congratulations."

"Thanks !"

"It was ironic."

What the hell was he doing ? Married ? Had he lost his mind ?

"Of course it was. So, we just got married and we're searching for a lovely planet to live on. We saw this planet on the way home and we were wondering if you were interested in selling it. Money isn't a problem for us."

"It isn't ?" whispered Clara.

"It isn't for now. Trust me. So !" He clapped his hands, a forced smile on his face. "What do you think ?"

"Of course, let's sell it !"

"Really ?"

"NO."

It wasn't working. Why ? That's why you shouldn't trust these things on TV. He had seen this in a show. A man (something grave, he couldn't remember his name) had talked to the owner of a house he was interested in and offered him a lot of money. He had said yes directly.

This man had reminded him of his tenth self, it's probably why it hadn't worked. Always stupid ideas this one.

The Chief was about to leave but stopped.

"I forgot you had broken my door."

"I did. Sorry about that but you didn't give me a choice."

"Goodbye Mister Doctor." He was withdrawing when the Doctor called him again, in a low voice.

"And what about the monster ? Still want to live with him ?" The Chief glared at the three elves, they hid behind the Doctor.

"The monster doesn't have anything to do with this planet."

"I'm sure it doesn't. After all, we didn't meet him on our way. If it were keeping strangers away from the whole place, we would be dead by now. But we aren't. It is hiding in Sweetville, isn't it ? Only going out when it needs to, am I right ?"

"It is."

"Sweetville is the big city on the horizon, with the high tower ?"

"Yes."

"You didn't build Sweetville, did you Chief ?"

"I didn't. The monster decided to build it some time ago, I don't know why."

"That's what I was thinking. You're way too small to build this kind of buildings." The Chief didn't answer, offended.

"Chief, I have a theory. Mind if I share it ? I think you want to leave this planet, but you don't know how to. It doesn't let you. That's why you answered my questions so easily. You want my help." He was fidgeting, checking the vicinity, preoccupied.

"It's your planet but it stole it. Then, it built Sweetville but it needs you for some reason. Why ?" He stayed silent.

"Come on Chief, you can trust me ! I assure you. I'm the Doctor, I can help you but I need to know why." He sighed, checked a second time if they were really alone, then replied.

"The depths."

"The depths ?" the Doctor asked, interested.

"We're the only ones able to reach the depths. It needs these things, these crystals from the core to survive. It is too big to get them on its own, so it forces us. At first, we wanted to fight back but we're way too small. I don't even want to think about what it will do to us if we don't do what it says." That last part was said with a little voice, he was really scared.

"I see. Don't worry, Clara and I will take care of this." A monster, a mysterious city and elves. Did someone read his Christmas list ?

On her side, Clara didn't know what to think. She was anxious and in the same time excited. This adventure with the Doctor was a big step, she didn't know if she were ready for this in the end. She had lost him once, nearly a second time, she didn't want a third time. However, when she saw hope in the Chief's eyes, she knew it was the right thing to do. They were going to save lives, together.

"So, we're going to be on our way, any questions ?"

"Yes, one. Are you two really married ?"

The Doctor grinned and took Clara's hand, already running. She followed him, waving at the little elf she had kissed earlier. He blushed, hiding his face behind his tiny hands.

She was ready now. Ready to face danger. As usual, the Doctor wasn't, having no idea of what he was doing.

They walked through the dunes, snow creaking under their feet. It took them a good hour to reach the entrance of Sweetville. This was the positive side. On the negative side, a gigantic cliff was separating them from it.

"Clara, you did say you were immortal." Okay, she had a bad feeling about this. Why was he asking that ?

"I did...why ?"

"Let's check this fact, shall we ?" He pushed her. Wait, he what !?

Her mind was racing, her head was spinning, her heart was hurting and her face...met the cold hard ground. No cliff.

"You knew about this, didn't you." Her voice was muffled by the snow, her face still planted in it.

"Actually yes. But I needed to be sure." She got up slowly, removing the remaining snow from her face.

"And you couldn't check it by yourself !?"

"You were closer."

What a child he could be sometimes ! Different from his past self ? She was taking back what she had said. He was even worse than before.

He was wondering why he had done this. To see her annoyed ? Maybe. She smiled, but not a nice smile. One of these smiles saying "I'll have my revenge, wait for it." When ? He couldn't know but one thing was sure, he would regret it.

They passed the "cliff" and ended up in a magnificent village. It was a kingdom made of ice, a real masterpiece. For a monster, he was artistic.

"It's not real." His hand passed through one of the walls of a nearby house. "Alien technology."

Of course it was. Why couldn't they meet an artistic monster for once ? It would change from these brutal monsters whose only purpose was to kill them. A bit of originality.

Actually, she did once. Me and she were in a market from the thirtieth century. He was selling sculptures. What a shame it had only been a stratagem to eat them. How cliché.

She looked at him.

"Why are they all like this ? I mean, they could do normal things !"

"Clara." Something was approaching her. Something big. She didn't notice.

"What ? Don't you agree ? They could build these kind of buildings instead of destroying everything."

"Clara !"

"Or statues."

"CLARA, BEHIND YOU !"

She dodged in extremis a crowbar. The Doctor stood in front of her, telling her to stay back. The monster was following her with its eyes, its big yellow teeth daring her to come closer.

It was huge ! One of its hands was about the size of her head. It had hair on its entire body, a sort of fur. Albeit it had similarities with a gorilla, she could see metal shining under its fur. She had to admit, she was a bit scared. To the opposite, the Doctor was delighted.

"A Maashiaf ! I thought it was an extinct race ! Nice to meet you Maashiaf !" The crowbar barely missed its head. Clara had saved him by a hair's breadth.

"Run ?"

"Run."

They ran, the monster following them.

About the Maashiaf, it's kinda based on this hairy titan that there is in Attack On Titan because I was reading the manga while writing the chapter X) I don't know why, I like it ! I'm not going to stay long to talk this time guys, I'm sorry, but I'll stay a bit more Saturday, okay ?

Until then, I hope you'll have an excellent week !

See ya later guys !

Salut les gens !

Spirit Of Dark Wolf