our stars (doctor who) EDITING

12- leaving

The Dreamer's P.O.V
"H-Hello?" I called out quietly, running a hand over my hair.
"Welcome, to the Pit." A voice whispered behind me.
How did I get into this mess?
The Doctor.
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Hours Earlier
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"Adventures!" The Doctor had yelled in my ear to rouse me from my sleep.
"Ow!" I screamed, flailing about in fright.
One of my fists connected with something soft and squishy, earning a loud groan.
"My stomach!"
I shut my eyes and pretended to be sleeping, but someone sat on my middle.
"Get up, please?" The Doctor whispered, his breath tickling my neck.
I giggled and opened my eyes to see the Doctor sitting on my waist, frowning down at me. His mouth widened into a smile as his began to tickle my sides. I squealed and attempted to push him off of me, but that only rolled us over on the bed.
"Augh! Stop! Doctor, stop it!" I squeaked, pushing at his shoulders.
"Never!"
I screamed for help, but no body came.
"Amy and Rory are in Paris!" The Doctor sang, ceasing his tickling.
I shoved him off the bed as he shouted loudly.
I caught my breath and held my stomach.
"I think I just got a six-pack from that." I coughed. "I need to pee."
The Doctor rose from the ground and held his head, which was bleeding through his fingers. The TARDIS dropped a bandage on the floor, and I wrapped his head while he twiddled his thumbs anxiously.
"All better." I sat down, grinning at the frowning Doctor.
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"We are going on an adventure, all by ourselves today!" The Doctor said, opening the door and practically 'prancing' out.
"Whoa." I whispered to the Doctor, clutching to his arm in worry.
"Leave!" A voice boomed, making me fall to the ground, holding my head.
No, please not now.
Please.
This is the future.
The Doctor looked at me sadly.
"Please. Don't make me go!"
I pleaded, touching his shoulder lightly.
He pushed me away as a tear fell from his eye. I felt my own stream down my face.
"I don't want to." He whispered, brushing a stray hair from my face. My hair was darker than usual.
"Then don't!" I cried, grabbing his hand in mine.
He shook his head and tore his hand away.
"Who's going to save the universe if I go instead?" He whispered, not bothering to wipe away his fast-falling tears.
"We both don't have to go! Please let me stay." I screamed, fighting off the arms that were grabbing me from behind.
"We can't both survive this." He said, turning towards me. The Doctor collected me into a hug and rested his chin upon my head.
"In the future, I'll figure it out. And I'll come back before they can start anything." He mumbled into my hair.
I curled my fingers into his shirt and cried out as the arms tore me away from him.
"Promise me!" I shouted.
The Doctor just shook his head.
"I can't."
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That's how.
"What in the galaxies is 'The Pit'?" I said, turning around to
see nobody behind me.
"Everything and nothing." It whispered again.
"Well, thanks for making everything crystal clear." I yelled sarcastically.
I was shoved to the ground and something steel seeped into my skin, making me squeak. It dug around violently, pulling and tugging at my skin.
"Stop!" I screamed, holding my stomach where the sharp metal was inside my skin.
It seemed like a knife, pulled out of my skin.
I saw a small gold tingle start the base of the cut, but it took all my willpower not to attempt to regenerate.
"Come, outside."
A door swung open, hitting my feet. I staggered forwards, trying to keep my insides, inside.
I lugged myself out the door, dragging my feet.
Another pair of arms grabbed me from behind and pulled me down a hallway, faster than any human. They dropped me inside a room with a dentist-like chair with a shelf, filled with knives, scalpels and medical tools that looked murderous.
A shadow emerged from the side of the room, I drew back, keeping me hand around my middle. I couldn't see what the thing was, it was always shifting, always moving. A meta-morphemic shadow. It shoved me onto the chair and
I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Right now, would be an amazing time to save me Doctor." I whispered as my hands, legs and shoulders got tied to the chair.
"This won't hurt a bit. Actually, maybe it will." The shadow chuckled.
He pushed a needle into my neck, and a searing pain filled my bloodstream.
"Details! That's what I get from this test. Name, birth, species, homeplanet. Everything!" Shadow man cried.
He silenced his laughter quickly.
"The Dreamer. You're a Time Lord." It whispered. "No. You can't be here. You need to go. I can't place you in the future, too disruptive. Another universe, perhaps."
He pressed something tingly against my neck, making me shiver in fear.
"No! Don't make her leave!" A voice shouted from a little ways away.
I knew that voice as someone special.
The Doctor.
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Author's Note
Please don't kill me I know it's short and kinda rushed.
I'll update tomorrow though

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