30/04/2017
HELLO ALL! I want to say thanks for sticking with me during the time I hadn't published a thing. To be honest, I'd fallen a bit out of love with Doctor Who and it definitely affected my writing. I just couldn't get into it. I knew the reason why, which will be the same reason for my OC, but that's something for later.
I've been playing with the idea of the well known fan trapped in the Whoniverse theme for a while. I've always enjoyed reading them, and wanted to try my hand at it. There's so many good ones out there, and while the premise is the same, we all come up with very different ways of creating our stories. Hopefully you all enjoy the story and feel free to let me know what you think.
Also, while Her Secrets is on hiatus, I'm hoping to finish it at some point within the next few months, depending on the time I have. With that said, onto the story. And welcoming to the stage, Klary Cedrics! (I only own Klary).
Klary excitedly left the taxi and looked up at the building before her. It had been a week since she'd arrived in the UK, three days since her arrival to Wales and she had finally made it to Cardiff. Klary'd always wanted to visit, mainly because it was the home of her favourite television show.
After closing the door, Klary walked up to the well-known building and stepped inside. The entrance was littered with people, some looked around, others waited for the next tour to start, and some just milled about. Memorabilia from the show and press events were all over, with Klary's favourite being the creepy look-a-like of Eleven.
Once she'd bought her ticket, Klary went around and looked at the rest of the front exhibition until the tour started. While she knew most of the exhibits were in the back, she enjoyed seeing a Node, and a LEGO Dalek that must have taken ages to build. Klary even placed her hand in the plastered mould of David Tennant's, her first and favourite Doctor.
As she read some of the information, an employee announced that the tour would start within the next five minutes. Not wanting to be last, Klary moved to the queue and managed to get a good spot. Since they had a bit of time, she examined the Gallifreyan garb that surrounded the room. When she looked around the room, she brought her attention to the screen in the front. Until the tour actually started, Klary resigned herself to reading the information they showed on the television at the front.
Finally, after forever at least in Klary's mind, everyone was ushered into a room. A woman in a red robe, Klary didn't want to say Gallifreyan because it wasn't, greeted them and handed out a tag to wear. As she went on with her speech, the large screen opened down the middle and revealed a replica of the underside of the infamous TARDIS console. The group walked in and the television on the wall turned on to reveal Twelve. Klary chuckled at it all but did her best to suspend her disbelief. She had spent so long wanting the Doctor to be real and she didn't want to ruin anything for herself.
The group continued on after being told they had to find three crystals. As they moved from the Dalek room to the one with Weeping Angels. While everyone else tried to find the crystal, Klary began to lag behind. While she knew there wasn't much to look at, she wondered if there would be a clue somewhere. As she continued on, Klary saw a fluid golden light in the far corner. No one else seemed to notice and although she knew better, Klary went to investigate anyway. When she was close enough, Klary reached out and no one saw her vanish. The gold light and Klary Cedrics were gone.
Klary stumbled as she reappeared, a massive headache starting up. Disoriented, she wondered why she was soaked and upon glancing around, Klary found that she was in a submarine, She couldn't figure out how she'd gotten there, especially since she had been in Cardiff only moments before. Before she could say a thing though, a man grabbed onto her and began to ask her questions. Scared out of her mind, Klary remained silent and frustrated the man moved to a comm system and said something about a doctor. Within moments, the terrified woman found herself engulfed in arms and her face buried in a tweed jacket.
"What have you done to her?"
"Nothing. She appeared out of nowhere. I had the mind to shoot her. One more person to take up the oxygen we barely have."
"You'll have a worse enemy than Skaldak if you lay a hand on her," the man said before he moved Klary back a bit to examine her. "Are you all right?" His brows furrowed when she remained silent and just stared at him with wide eyes. "Klary, love, what's wrong? What happened?"
"Doctor, she's in shock. Can we go back to the cabin? She needs to sit and there were seats." The man in the hat nodded and the seven of them left the control room.
Klary remained silent as she tried to understand how she was on a submarine with Clara and the Doctor. She was supposed to be in Wales, not wherever the hell she was. A part of her figured she'd fainted at the venue, she hadn't eaten in a few days, and this was all a figment of her imagination. She knew what episode she was dreaming of, although she couldn't think why. The last episode she'd watched was Smile, with Twelve and Bill, but she had hoped it would be like her other dreams where she was with Ten.
Klary was brought from her thoughts by the Doctor sitting her down in a damp chair. She watched him as he moved away, and continued to speak to the others in the room. Klary listened and tried to distinguish if there were any differences between what she remembered and what was said, but found none. With a reluctant sigh, she decided to go along with the dream until she finally woke up, no matter how silly it seemed.
"Like with the cattle prod thing?"
"Like that cattle prod thing. Bit of a design flaw. To be honest, I've always wondered why they never sorted it. Oh, look, you've got me telling you about them and I said there wasn't time!"
"Is he that dangerous?"
There was a moment of tense silence before the Doctor finally answered Clara's question. "This one is."
Everyone took in a breath, although the man who stood beside who Klary assumed was the Captain seemed to be unimpressed. The older man had sat down and put on headphones. Klary couldn't help but be amused by him. It wasn't every day someone ignored an important talk by listening to music. Then again, Klary herself had begun to tune them out. She found the conversation dull, and the man, most likely second in command, to be a warmonger. If what she remembered was correct, he wanted to kick off the Cold War. In an odd way, she felt he kind of deserved what came to him in the end especially since it was nothing more than her mind making things exciting.
"Correction. A big green man from Mars." The moment she heard the older man say that Klary couldn't help but burst into giggles. It was honestly one of her favourite lines in the show, mainly because people always thought Martians were green.
"I don't appreciate your levity, Professor," the other said. Although he was obviously offended, the Captain seemed to be amused and even managed to chuckle a bit. The Professor made a comment about not being surprised and even went on the say that maybe the Doctor was telling the truth. "The truth?"
"Yes, a revolutionary concept, I know." Klary continued to giggle and was sure the man enjoyed the reaction. The Doctor and Clara seemed amused as well, although she did furrow her brows when they began to whisper between themselves.
"The man paced the room and agitation rolled off him in waves. "It's essential we inform Moscow of what we have found."
"Oh, the radio's out of action, in case you hadn't noticed, Stepashin."
Once that was said, Klary blocked out the conversation again. She spent the time staring at Clara, It was odd that this was what her mind came up with. Klary enjoyed watching Clara and appreciated her as a companion, but after they showed WHY she was the Impossible Girl, Klary had grown bored. She felt as if they should have brought on a new companion and not have made it all about her bossing the Doctor around. She knew by this time, she was still a mystery to the Doctor, so she wasn't too bad, but Klary hoped her mind would have pity and wake her up. All she wanted to do was lie in the grass and watch the stars pass by.
"Klary, is everything okay?" The girl in question blinked, surprised that her name was called. She saw Clara watching her, worry evident in her eyes. Klary quickly nodded and brought her eyes to the floor and pretended to find it incredibly interesting. She heard Stepashin be dismissed and decided to actually listen to what was being said. It was slightly difficult since there was a loud but slightly muffled beeping that came from the Professor.
"All we needed to do was let Skaldak go and he'd have forgotten us But you attacked him, you declared war. 'Harm one of us and you harm us all'. That's the ancient Martian code." The Doctor stopped and finally seemed to hear the noise. "You hear that? Skaldak has sent out a distress call. He will bring down the fires of hell just for laying a glove on him."
"Unless you talk to it?"
"I'm the only one who can." The two men continued to go back and forth. To be honest, it felt more like a pissing match than anything. The two women shared a glance before she finally interrupted them.
Clara loudly cleared her throat which caused both men to look at her. "Well, there really is only one choice, isn't there? I don't smell of anything... to my knowledge."
"You? No! No! No way! You're not going in there alone, Clara. Absolutely not! No, no, never."
"Would you rather it be Klary?" The Doctor started to say something but immediately stopped and conceded. Klary knew Clara went in, but she couldn't understand why he would rather Clara go in. Klary didn't think she was that special and this was a dream, so she wouldn't have been hurt. It would have made sense for her to go, right? "Exactly. I'm going in."
Once Clara had been fitted with a headset and lights, she was sent into the torpedo room. Everyone in the cabin watched as Clara made her way through. With the Captain's permission, the Doctor began to walk Clara through everything. Klary watched in awe as he worked; Eleven had never been a favourite... well she hadn't realised how much she liked him until he'd regenerated. As she watched him try to save everyone, Klary couldn't help but realise how great he was. She remembered watching the Pandorica episode and loving the speech, he was good at those, epic speeches. Seeing it in person, Klary was quite enthralled, although that changed to worry when the Captain pointed his gun at the Doctor's head.
The young woman was quite suddenly pulled from her thoughts when the Doctor grabbed onto her hand and dragged her out of the cabin. Klary was glad she'd forgone the heels she'd bought a few days earlier for the combat boots as she wasn't sure she'd be able to keep up. As they ran, the Doctor's calls for his companion grew frantic. When he finally found her, he lifted her up from the floor, pulled her through the door and began to check her over. Clara seemed to be all right, at least physically. She kept asking if she did good as if the Doctor was testing her. Although he denied that it was, he relented and told her that she did good before he pushed her into Klary's arms. She gave the brunette a small smile and pat on the shoulder before she went to lean against the wall.
"Doctor. The signal, it stopped."
"Skaldak got no answer from his Martian brothers. Now he's given up hope." The Doctor walked to the other opening and pushed his hair back, not that it did anything.
"Hope of what?"
"Being rescued. He thinks he's been abandoned." The Time Lord paused at the entrance and turned to face those in the passageway. His eyes were serious, with the weight of the situation heavily in them. "He's got nothing left to lose."
The sub soon shook and the force threw almost everyone in the passageway onto the floor. Luckily for Klary, she was fine, albeit a bit shaken. "But what can he do, stuck down here with the rest of us? How bad can it be?"
The Doctor grabbed onto Klary's hand and began to rub circles in an attempt to calm himself. She noticed he seemed to need it so she left her hand in his and hoped it helped, although it didn't help when he whirled around to speak to the Captain. "This sub's stuffed with nuclear missiles, Zhukov. It's fat with them. What do you think Skaldak's going to do when he finds that out? How bad can it be? How bad can it be? It couldn't be any worse." The submarine was rocked again although this time it seemed as if rocks had hit it. Not a moment later, water began to rush in from a hatch. It didn't take long for it to be closed, but the water had risen a bit. "Okay. Spoke too soon."
Zhukov grunted and then led the way back to the control room. The men inside instantly turned to their commander. "Comrades, you know our situation. The reactor is drowned. We are totally reliant on battery power and our air is running out. Rescue is unlikely. But we still have a mission to fulfil. If the Doctor is right, then we are all that stand between this creature and the destruction of the world. Control of one missile is all he needs. We are expendable, comrades. Our world is not. I know I can rely on every one of you to do his duty without fail. That is all."
Klary sighed, feeling sorry for the men. While they had signed up to be soldiers, the knowledge that they were expendable must have weighed heavily on their minds. It must be horrible for them all. Klary barely heard the conversation between Clara and the Doctor as the latter typed away on the computer. She didn't remember much of it, but she knew he was telling her that the world she knew would vanish if Skaldak managed to start the Cold War.
When she looked around, she found that the crew was armed with rifles. She heard when the Doctor asked how many were left on the ship and when he received his answer. Klary couldn't help but shudder when they asked about Stepashin; she remembered that by this point in the episode, he was dead, ripped open by the Ice Warrior. The moment the Doctor said that they would split up, Klary's grip on his hand tightened. She remembered that things would be fine in the end, and hoped so, as it was a dream, but there was the oddest feeling that maybe it wasn't and that her life was actually in danger.
"Is it true you've never seen one outside its shell suit?"
"'Shell suit'?" Clara nodded. "Clara! For an Ice Warrior to leave its armour is the gravest dishonour. Skaldak is desperate. He is deadly. And we have got to find him."
"Will this help?" The three looked over to see that the Professor had the Doctor's sonic screwdriver. The Doctor grabbed it enthusiastically. "It was on the floor with this," It man replied after the Doctor asked if he'd saved it. The thing it was on the floor with was a Barbie doll. Klary's eyes watered as she tried to still her laughter as the alien kissed it. She had always found it weird in the show, but right then, it was hilarious.
"Ah, Professor, I could kiss you!"
"If you insist."
"Later, if the wife's all right with it." Klary did a double take at his words. Wife? Last she checked River most likely wouldn't have cared, and the wedding didn't actually seem to have been real. As she thought hard, Klary missed the silent exchange between the Doctor and Professor.
The four walked into a compartment and the Doctor dragged Klary off with him as he went to look over things. Since he needed both hands, she stood beside him and watched. It wasn't too bad, Klary found herself interested, although it was more so due to the history of it all. She was such a history buff and to see the workings of a Soviet submarine was something she'd be crazy to pass up. She grimaced as he set off an alarm after flipping some switch. He quickly apologised and after a bit of fumbling, he managed to turn it off. After a few more moments, he managed to get a hatch open. The Doctor stuck his head through and looked around. Klary, the Professor, and Clara jumped though when there was an echoing and very menacing growl. When Clara asked what it was though, he just responded with it being pressure. Klary didn't believe it one bit, but she figured the others knew better as well and wanted to think it was that.
It was a while of Clara and the Professor speaking, but soon a growl followed by screams rang through the sub. The four quickly took off in the direction and when they reached, Klary blanched and buried her face into the back of the Doctor's jacket. In front of them, a hand and arm stood up from the body of a dead crew member. It seemed so real, and that honestly scared her to death. Klary wanted this to be a dream, but the emotions she felt, were too real and there was no way her mind would have been able to come up with something like it, even with her watching the show.
"Good God! Torn apart. It's a monster, a savage."
"No, Professor. Not savage. Forensic. Well, he's dismantled them. Skaldak's learning. Learning all about you. Your strengths. Your weaknesses. Come on." The Doctor started to run off but was jerked back as Klary had a steel grip on him. "Klary, love, you have to let go of my jacket. We need to move forward." The girl shook her head. She was trembling, terrified. He hadn't seen her in such a state in a very long time. "Love, what is it? What's wrong?"
Klary just stared at him before she moved her hand to his chest. She could feel the strong thumps of his heart. Hesitantly, Klary moved her hand to the right side of his chest. Her eyes widened as she felt it through his clothes. How could that be? She didn't understand at all. "You're real?" She whispered. It was only audible to his ears but it all made sense to him then. He didn't know why he hadn't realised it before, but he knew.
"I am. Is this your first trip?"
"Trip?"
"Klary, I promise I'll explain later. Right now, I have to get you off this submarine"
"Why me?"
"Because you matter more than anything else in the universe." Klary stared at him wide-eyed and even more confused than before. She couldn't understand exactly how she was more important than anything else. In all honesty, she had begun to think it was because she had somehow found her way to his universe. The Doctor took her silence as her agreeing and pulled her along the passageway. When they reached a certain point, the Doctor gently moved Klary towards Clara. "Stay here." The brunette nodded and made her affirmative known. "Stay here, don't argue."
"I'm not."
"Right! Good. Look after Klary, too. Knowing her she'll probably end up coming after me. Can't have her getting hurt." Clara nodded and with that, the Doctor took off up the ladder.
Klary let out a sigh and sat down against the wall. She knew what was going to happen, and while she didn't want anything to happen to Clara, Klary felt as if she couldn't interfere. Clara was the one that would get Skaldak to show some mercy. Instead, she listened as the Professor and Clara spoke. As she listened, Klary realised that she liked the old professor. He was funny and light-hearted, something people needed at such a time.
Klary's head snapped up when she heard the Professor yell for something, Skaldak, to let Clara go. She hadn't thought this part would happen so suddenly, but Klary couldn't help but jump as shots rang out. She looked up and saw that Clara had been released and Skaldak was nowhere to be seen. The Professor began to speak, but mid-sentence, Skaldak took hold of his head. Just as he did that, the Doctor ran up.
"No, please don't hurt him. Please!"
"You attacked me. Martian law decrees that the people of this planet are forfeit. I now have the information I require. It will take only one missile to begin the process. To end this Cold War."
"Grand Marshal, there is no need for this. Listen to me," the Doctor pled.
"My distress call has not been answered. It will never be answered. My people are dead. They are dust. There is nothing left for me except my revenge."
"There is something left for you, Skaldak. Mercy."
"Mercy?"
Klary watched as Zhukov stepped forward. He cocked his rifle and aimed as he did so. "You must wear that armour for a reason, my friend. Let's see, shall we?" The Doctor instantly tried to stop him; the challenge would only make things worse. "I will do whatever it takes to defend my world, Doctor."
"Yes, great, fine, good. But we are getting somewhere here. We are... We are negotiating. Jaw-jaw not war-war." The Professor obviously realised who he had quoted and the Doctor confirmed it.
"Very well. We'll negotiate, but from a position of strength." Zhukov and his man aimed their rifle at the Ice Warrior again.
"Excellent tactical thinking. Congratulations, Captain," Skaldak said. Klary found it odd that he did so, but Zhukov seemed to accept it, although Skaldak soon continued on."Unfortunately, your position is not, perhaps, as strong as you might hope."
"What do you mean?" Just as the Doctor asked, Skaldak's armour entered the corridor, having broken free of its chains. As it came to a stop, the Ice Warrior released the professor and slithered back into his suit. "He summoned the armour." When Clara asked how it was possible, The Doctor easily replied that he had sonic tech. Suddenly, one of the crew began to fire off at the Ice Warrior. Although the Doctor tried to stop him, it was too late.
"My world is dead! But now there will be a second red planet. Red with the blood of humanity."As the Doctor went after Skaldak, the Martian stopped in the control room and plugged himself into the computer. A moment later, the launch key locks turned. The Doctor kept trying to stop him, but there was little to nothing that seemed to stop him.
"He's arming the warheads."
"Where's the honour in condemning billions of innocents to death? Five thousand years ago, Mars was the centre of a vast empire, the jewel of this solar system. The people of Earth had only just begun to leave their caves. Five thousand years isn't such a long time. They're still frightened children. Still primitive. Who are you to judge them?"
Skaldak unplugged himself from the computer. "I am Skaldak. This planet is forfeit to Martian law."
"Then teach them. Teach them, Grand Marshal, show them another way. Show them there is honour in mercy. Is this how you want history to remember you? Grand Marshal Skaldak, Destroyer of Earth. Because that's what you'll be if you send those missiles. Not a soldier. A murderer. Five billion lives extinguished. No chance for goodbyes. A world! A world snuffed out like a candle flame! All right. All right, Skaldak. You leave me no choice. I'm a Time Lord, Skaldak. I know a thing or two about sonic technology myself." The Doctor had his sonic screwdriver aimed at the Ice Warrior.
"A threat? You threaten me, Doctor?"
"No. No, not you, all of us. I will blow this sub up before you can even reach that button, Grand Marshal, blow us all to oblivion."
"You would sacrifice yourself?"
"In a heartbeat." Klary's heart began to race as he held the sonic up and the light turned red. She tried to keep in mind that things turned out well in the end, but the imminent death still frightened her. Unknowingly, Klary moved closer to the Doctor. She had latched onto the back of his jacket, something she knew he'd noticed but probably ignored.
"Even your woman?" She saw the Doctor nod, firmly and resolute in his decision. He didn't want Klary to die, but he hoped she would be all right. She had to be. "Mutually assured destruction." The Doctor gently removed Klary's hand and moved closer to Skaldak as the warrior had his finger on the button. He told the soldier to look him in the eyes, to look at him face to face. Without warning, the helmet tilted back and revealed the lizard under it. Skaldak was an ugly thing, with creepy red eyes, razor teeth, and an oddly shaped head with a horseshoe-like ridge atop it. Klary knew she'd probably have nightmares for days thanks to his visage. "Which of us shall blink first?"
The two stared at each other for a moment before Clara stepped forward. "Why did you hesitate? Back there, in the dark? You were going to kill this man, remember?" She motioned to the Professor. "I begged you not to, and you listened. Why show compassion then, Skaldak, and not now? The Doctor's right. Billions will die. Mothers, sons, fathers, daughters. Remember that last battle, Skaldak? Your daughter. You sang the songs..."
"Of the Red Snows." Suddenly the submarine shifted. Those who remained wondered what was happening, but Skaldak knew. "My people live. They have come for me." The Captain excitedly called that they were rising while the Professor called out the depth. As the Doctor told the Ice Warrior that his people had saved them, the reply was nothing nice. "Saved me, not you."
"Just go, Skaldak, please. Please, go in peace." With that, Skaldak teleported away. Clara excitedly said that they had done it, but the Doctor was quick to burst that bubble as he activated the sonic. "It's still armed. A single pulse from that ship. I'll destroy us if I have to." He stopped and turned to face Klary. His expression was pained and desperate. She didn't understand why, but she knew he needed some comfort so she grabbed hold of his hand and gave it a tight squeeze. "I'll destroy us if I have to. Show mercy. Skaldak. Come on. Show mercy." Clara had begun to sing Hungry Like the Wolf in hopes of calming her nerves. Klary kept her hand in the Doctor's and watched the controls. She hoped nothing had changed as she wasn't ready to die. Finally, after a long moment, the trigger disarmed and the silo closed. With that done, the Doctor turned off his sonic screwdriver. "Now we're safe."
Happily, Clara hugged both the Doctor and Klary, although the former was quick to pull Clara away and envelope Klary into his arms. He'd never been so scared in his life. No, that was a lie. He had been, but those times Klary had known what she was doing, she had helped and defended herself and their companions. This Klary was still new to everything. Clara cleared her throat, instantly causing the Doctor to release the young woman. "Saved the world, then."
"Yeah."
"That's what we do."
"Yeah." With that, the Doctor, Clara, Captain, and Klary made their way to the conning tower. It was a bit tight with four people, but they managed well enough, with the Doctor having Klary flush against him. Her face was warm the entire time as she couldn't understand why he'd always want physical contact with her. He wasn't HER Doctor, but she knew they were all the same man, just a different casing and mannerisms... so in some odd way, she knew he was HER Doctor.
"The TARDIS! Where's the TARDIS? You never explained."
Klary began to laugh, much to the Doctor's chagrin. "Oh hush you," he said as he kissed the side of her head, an action that caused her to freeze and her laughter to cut short as she stared ahead in shock. "As for the TARDIS, don't worry about that."
"Stop saying that. Where is it?"
"Yeah. Well, I wasn't to know, was I?"
"Know what?"
"I've been tinkering, breaking her in. I'm allowed."
"What did you do?" He seemed to realise that Clara wasn't going to stop asking so he finally told her that he had reset the HADS. Unfortunate for him, Clara didn't hear a thing so he had to repeat himself. "What's that?"
"The HADS. The Hostile Action Displacement System. If the TARDIS comes under attack, gunfire, time winds, the sea, it... relocates." Clara rolled her eyes at him. "Haven't used it in donkey's years. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Well never mind, it's bound to turn up somewhere." He finally noticed Klary's silence and gently nuzzled her. "You know where she is, don't you? Klary remained silent as his sonic began to whir. "See, right on cue. Brilliant."
"The TARDIS is at the pole."
"Not far, then."
"The South Pole." Clara let out an unhappy breath as the Doctor turned to the Captain. "Can we have a lift?" The man barked out a laugh, which the Doctor mimicked in irritation before the four went below deck.
A few hours later, the trio were back in the Tardis, mainly thanks to the Doctor having done something to make the trip a bit speedier. Clara had gone off to change her clothes, having had enough of the wet ones she wore. Klary on the other hand had questions. By this point in his timeline, he should be married to River, so she wanted to know why he had kissed her. While that question was at the forefront of her mind, Klary knew she had a more important question to ask. "Doctor, you said you'd explain what was going on, how this was real. We have the time, now."
The man nodded and then sat on the stairs. He patted the spot beside him and Klary took the hint. "I don't know why, but you were brought to this universe from your own. You told me there was a golden light and then you appeared. I'd done some test, a long time ago, it was Huon particles that transported you here."
"Wait? I told you? But this is the first time I've seen you."
"This was your first trip? Blimey. I knew you were young, but this... you're fresh. Look at you, my brilliant Klary."
"Please, what else is there? Can I ever go back to my universe?"
"You travel throughout my timeline. I don't know why, but I'm extremely grateful for it. You're a shining light in my life, the best thing that's ever happened to me."
"Can I go home, Doctor?"
"I'm sorry, Klary. Whatever reason you were brought here, your world, it's gone."
"Gone? My whole life? My family and friends? Hell, do I even exist here?"
"I'm so very sorry. I wish there was more I could do. But, you do exist here. For as long as I can remember, there's always been a Klary Cedrics. YOU have always been here."
"I've never- Doctor, why does my head..." Kary looked down at her hands to see that they had taken on a golden hue. "My hands! Doctor, what's going on?"
"Don't worry. You're just going somewhere else in my timeline. You'll end up with another version of me."
"I- I don't understand."
"Klary, my dear, trust me, please. You'll be all right." Klary nodded and let him kiss her forehead. That was the last thing she saw before everything went black.
All right! That was one hell of a chapter. It took me all day to write because I get distracted very easily. I'm honestly not sure what my update schedule will be for this story so I'm just going to play it by ear and update whenever I finish a chapter. I hope you've liked the first chapter. Feel free to tell me what you think and if you want me to do do any episodes in particular. I know the next few, but I'm open to doing any, just not the end of companions and regenerations at the moment. I have specific times for those.
Also, if anyone wants to make a cover for me, please PM me. I have a specific look for Klary, which will be put in the next chapter at some point. With that said, that's all for my A/N. Leave a review as I love to hear your thoughts.
-MW