A picked Rose TenRose Doctor Who.

Taunts to scar

Doctor's POV

{The Day  Rose is picked }

My Rose, my sweet fragile Rose. The Master could have already got to her, and I wouldn't even know.

"Dammit!" I shouted banging my fist on the walls. The walls were white and there was one glass wall so they could see me. What has he done to her?

Speaking of the devil, the Master began to walk in smirking.

He tapped on the glass smirking.

"Where is she?" I yelled, staring at him.

"You mean my Rosie?" The Master taunted.

"She is not yours! And don't call her that." I growled.

"Oh Doctor, but she is! I won. My lovely flower is in the process of adjustment as we speak." He mused.

"What the hell do you mean being adjusted?" I raged, my breathing was rapid as my hearts boomed in anger.

"Nothing, nothing at all." He chortled " Did you really think you would win? Someone of your madness with her? She deserves a man who will treat her as her title of goddess. That's exactly what I will do."

"Your going to spoil her until she loves you." I murmured "She won't fall for that, she won't give in."

His watch beeped causing him to look down at his wrist and smile. "Sadly for you I already made sure she would. Also it seems I've succeeded, her adjustment has been a success."

"No." I breathed. The Master began to walk away leaving me to myself.

{4 days later}

I've been sitting here alone as I could here Rose's voice in my head. Tears fell from my eyes. I was pulling my hair practically screaming.

"What's wrong Doctor?" A voice chuckled evilly from behind.

"Give her back to me." I straight out begged.

"You can see her soon, just not now." The Master informed me.

"Why not?" I staggered.

"Because it will hurt you much more later." He snickered.

I then spent hours alone, my body stiff and broken. My hand began to bleed at all the banging and scratching I was doing to the glass.

A part of the wall pushed out and to the side as three men in combat suits walked in holding cane like tasters. The began to beat me as they pressed the taser setting.

Different charged frequencies hounded my body as I began to bleed more which each hit. I didn't care, if I had to go through this pain to see Rose, I would.

I could picture her screaming telling them to stop. They would stop and she would run over holding my body to her's as she cradled me into slumber. We would be in the medical bay as she wrapped my wounds, and nursed me.

These thoughts kept me strong through the beating as my thoughts were soon cut off when my jaw was hit. I coughed up a bit of blood as the men began to leave.

I curled my body up as I struggled for by breath.

Rose, I had to save her. I needed to hold her so the Master couldn't. I couldn't bare life without her. I stood and instantly screamed at the pain that returned.

I saw through the glass a man who looked very much like a butler talk to my guard.

"Madam Rose heard screaming and concerned, maybe you should heal him." The man encouraged.

"No anyways talk to the Master about that not me, I'm just following orders." the guard insisted.

"As am I, would you like to have Rose consult the Master? Because I'm scared of what he will do to her if she finds out who the Doctor is, and what you're doing to him. She has no idea who the Doctor is now, and if you want her to come down here to ask whats going on and see him. Its your fault." The Butler warned.

"You do have a point Moriarty." The guard grumbled.

A nurse soon walked in as a man held me down, she treated me a little carelessly until the butler spoke up.

"Help him properly, even if madam Rose doesn't remember him now she still cared for him, so be gentle." He growled as they did as told. He then left checking his pocket watch.

That's what they did, they erased her memories. The love of my life didn't even know that I existed.